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The maid respectfully pushed open the heavy wooden door for her. A sliver of sunlight peeked through the gap in the clouds and fell on a young couple standing in the doorway, outlining their vague silhouettes in the dim light.

Hatsune's heart tightened instantly, and her gaze instinctively fell on the boy.

The young man was tall and straight, wearing a black suit that made his demeanor even more aloof.

His gaze was sinister and deep, like a cold pool, with a scrutinizing and playful look. When it fell on Hatsune Miku, it was as if he wanted to strip her clothes off and see all her inner inferiority and vulnerability clearly, leaving her with no privacy whatsoever.

Hatsune Miku actually knew him a long time ago—Toyokawa Yu, the child of her half-sister Mizuho.

She always harbored a strange affection for him, whom she had never met—perhaps a bond of blood, or perhaps a longing for "family." But at this moment, those sinister eyes shattered all her expectations in an instant.

"Where did this stinky outsider come from, begging for food at my Toyokawa family's house?"

However, the boy seemed completely unconcerned about his status as "aunt," and immediately mocked Hatsune's most insecure aspect.

Hatsune Miku tried to force a gentle smile to ease the tension, but the muscles in her face instantly stiffened, her smile freezing on her lips, leaving her utterly embarrassed.

The maid beside him had already lowered her head, staring intently at her toes, not daring to breathe, clearly already used to the tyrant's capriciousness.

In the midst of this suffocatingly tense atmosphere, a clear and melodious voice suddenly rang out, breaking the heavy silence: "Oh dear, Xi, how can you talk like that? You've scared everyone."

Upon hearing this voice, the boy, who had just been exuding an aura of authority and ferocity, merely gave a soft "humph," offering no rebuttal or further words. Yet, his sinister eyes remained fixed on Hatsune Miku, carrying an indescribable meaning.

The girl standing next to Banami stepped forward, a bright smile on her face, like sunlight breaking through the clouds, instantly dispelling some of the gloom. "Welcome to the Toyokawa family. You must be Misaki Miku?" She extended her hand, her tone warm and friendly. "Actually, I'm a fan of yours. I've been to your live performances. I never imagined you were Yu's aunt."

The girl's hand was warm and soft. The moment she grasped Hatsune Miku's hand, she said with a smile, "I'm Shoko Hachina, ah... I should be called Shoko Toyokawa now." Her eyes were full of sincere praise. "You're so beautiful, just like on stage, you're shining."

Hatsune gently raised her head, looking at the girl before her. She recognized her—Yanami Shoko—the news of Toyokawa Yu's engagement to her had caused a sensation throughout Tokyo's high society. No one had expected that the rightful heir of the Toyokawa family would choose to marry a commoner girl from humble beginnings, instead of so many other noble ladies.

“Don’t be scared by Xi’s words. He never says nice things, but he’s not that bad at heart.” Xiangzi gently patted her hand and explained softly, “He has already promised Grandpa, who is your father, that you can live here.”

Hearing this from not far away, Toyokawa Yu scoffed, her tone tinged with disdain, but ultimately did not refute Shoko's words.

Hatsune looked at Xiangzi's bright smile and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

This girl, as pure as white moonlight, wasn't afraid of the gloomy and eccentric Toyokawa Yu at all. Moreover, despite being from humble backgrounds like herself, she remained poised and composed standing in the imposing Toyokawa family mansion.

She is really amazing.

"Oh, if we calculate it carefully, does that mean I should call you 'Auntie' like Xi-kun?" Xiangzi's eyes suddenly lit up, her tone playful. "Auntie Hatsune, Auntie Hatsune, that sounds pretty good. Oh my god, if my classmates knew that SUMIMI's Miku Miku had become my auntie, they would be so envious."

Seeing Xiangzi's excited expression, Hatsune's tense nerves gradually relaxed a little, and a faint warmth rose in her heart, as if she had found some solace. Perhaps, in this cold Toyokawa family, her life wasn't as difficult as she had imagined.

She subconsciously looked up and glanced at Toyokawa Yuu not far away. To her surprise, she found that he was still looking at her. In his dark eyes, there seemed to be some emotion she couldn't understand, as if he was searching or yearning, as if he was looking for something he had lost for a long time in her.

It must be her imagination. Hatsune quickly lowered her head, hiding the doubt in her eyes, but her heart was inexplicably racing.

Chapter Ten: Cinderella of the Toyokawa Family

The heavy solid wood door closed slowly behind me with a dull thud, like a shackle, completely shutting out the sunlight and noise from outside.

Miku Miku stood in the empty, almost cold entryway, her fingertips trembling slightly. Her gaze swept over the ancient mansion, a sight usually only seen in movies, and her heart clenched involuntarily.

Before she could even adjust, a cold voice lashed out, filled with undisguised contempt and mockery: "What are you doing standing here? Waiting for me to invite you to sit down?"

Hatsune suddenly looked up and met Toyokawa Yu's gloomy eyes.

The man leaned against the stair railing, his hands in his pockets. His black suit accentuated his tall and straight figure, but also amplified his aloofness to the extreme.

His gaze fell on Hatsune Miku, like an ice-cold knife, scraping across her slightly uneasy face, finally settling on the fairly decent dress she was wearing.

"Take this off." Toyokawa Yu raised her chin, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Hatsune froze, instinctively clutching the hem of her clothes: "Why...why?"

Toyokawa Yu chuckled softly, but there was no warmth in her laughter. "If other guests saw our Toyokawa family's maids dressed in such shabby clothes, it would make them look down on the Toyokawa family's heritage."

He waved his hand, and the butler immediately stepped forward with a black maid's outfit, identical to the ones worn by the other maids.

Hatsune's face paled instantly. Was she going to become a maid?

Just then, Xiangzi couldn't help but retort, "Xi, what are you doing? Hatsune Miku is a big star outside, you know, she's a member of SUMIMI..."

"A celebrity?" Feng Chuanxi interrupted her, his mockery intensifying, a cruel smile curving his lips. "In the eyes of the Feng Chuan family, so-called celebrities are nothing more than low-class actors for entertainment. What, Xiangzi, are you interested in Ave Mujica, the hottest star right now? Should I call her over to do a pole dance for you?"

The harsh words pierced Hatsune's heart like needles. Her favorite profession was being humiliated like this, yet she felt no anger, only a bit of resentment. She wanted to say that she was not an actress, that the profession of idol deserved respect, but in Toyokawa Yu's cold eyes, all her explanations seemed pale and powerless.

Looking at her pale face, Feng Chuanxi's smile vanished, and her tone became as cold and hard as a stone: "Put it on, or get out. The choice is yours."

“Yu?!” Xiangzi retorted from the side, but this time, Toyokawa Yu was as firm as a rock, leaving Hatsune with only two cruel options.

She couldn't leave; her father's words still echoed in her ears. She had to survive in this family.

In the end, Hatsune lowered her head, her voice barely audible: "...I'll wear it."

"Hatsune-chan!" Xiangzi shouted, seemingly somewhat indignant.

The butler handed her the maid's uniform with a blank expression and led her toward the servants' quarters.

As you walk through the long corridor, the carpet under your feet changes from soft cashmere to hard concrete, and the light gets dimmer and dimmer.

Hatsune's heart sank little by little. It turned out that in this magnificent mansion, there was such a corner that was completely out of place with the luxury.

The maid's room was small and simply furnished, with only a single bed and a worn-out wooden table. But surprisingly, the room was spotless, the floor was gleaming, the sheets were neatly folded, and there was a faint scent of soap.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Miss Hatsune." A gentle voice rang out; it was the middle-aged maid who had led the way earlier. She looked at the maid outfit in Hatsune's hand with a hint of pity in her eyes. "My name is Yoshiko, and I've been working here for almost thirty years."

Hatsune looked up at her, somewhat bewildered: "Miss Yoshiko..."

Fangzi smiled, her gaze drifting to the window with a hint of nostalgia: "Your mother is Ms. Nao, right?"

"You know my mother?" Hatsune's eyes widened suddenly, her voice full of surprise.

“I know her.” Yoshiko nodded, her smile softening. “Back then, Miss Mizuho, ​​who was also Young Master Toyokawa’s mother and your older sister, was raised by Ms. Nao. Speaking of which, although you and Miss Mizuho don’t look alike, you both have such gentle and kind personalities.”

Hatsune paused slightly, a pang of sadness rising in her heart. She had never met this older sister, whom she had never met before, only heard snippets of conversation from her mother, who said that Mizuho was an extremely gentle woman, but unfortunately, she died young.

This strange blood bond made her feel both unfamiliar and warm.

As if she could read her mind, Fangzi sighed softly, lowered her voice, and said with a touch of nostalgia, "Actually, Young Master Fengchuan wasn't like this before."

“When he was little, he was a very good boy, sensible and considerate, always smiling at everyone, and he loved to stick close to Miss Mizuho.” Yoshiko’s eyes were full of regret. “But… ever since Miss Mizuho left us unexpectedly, he’s been like a completely different person.”

Now, in the entire Toyokawa family, only Miss Shoko can offer him a few words of advice.

Hatsune Miku showed a slightly surprised expression. That gloomy boy actually had a sensible and considerate side?

“If you want to live well in this house, you should get along well with Miss Xiangzi.” Fangzi patted her shoulder and said sincerely, “Miss Xiangzi is a good girl. With her speaking up for you, Young Master Fengchuan won’t make things too difficult for you.”

After saying that, Fangzi turned and left, leaving Hatsune standing alone in the empty room, clutching the rough maid outfit in her hand, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

As Hatsune changed her clothes and walked out of the room, she bumped into Shoko standing at the door.

The girl, dressed in a pale yellow dress, with her bright smile and curved eyebrows, instantly dispelled the somber atmosphere near the servants' quarters.

Seeing Hatsune Miku in her maid outfit, Xiangzi's eyes flashed with apology. He quickly stepped forward, his voice full of guilt: "I'm sorry, Auntie, Xi is just like that. Sometimes he's just unreasonable. Don't take it to heart."

She paused, then added, "Actually, I tried to persuade him earlier, but once he's made up his mind, there's really nothing I can do to change it..."

Looking into her sincere eyes, Hatsune felt most of her grievances dissipate instantly. She raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a gentle smile, and said firmly, "It's okay, Miss Shoko. At least I'm not just a freeloader at the Toyokawa family's place."

Hearing that the other person could be so open-minded, Xiangzi felt even more favorably toward him and said with a smile, "Don't call me Miss Xiangzi anymore, just call me... SAKI-chan, that's what my close friends and family call me."

I think we can definitely become great friends.

"As long as... as long as Saki-chan doesn't mind..." Hatsune's cheeks flushed instantly, and she lowered her head shyly. She had never imagined that she could receive such warmth in this cold home.

"Oh, how could I possibly dislike you!" Xiangzi let go of her, his eyes sparkling as he looked at her, his voice full of excitement. "I'm a huge fan of yours! I love how you shine on stage! I also like music, but compared to you, I'm nowhere near as good. Please don't look down on me."

Seeing Xiangzi's admiring look, Hatsune felt a warmth in her heart.

***

Then, Mitsukasa Mitsu, who was a big star outside, began her maid life in the Toyokawa family.

She didn't complain at all, nor did she feel ashamed of going from being a popular idol to a lowly maid.

She grew up with her mother at a young age. Her family wasn't well-off, so she learned to do housework and take care of her younger sister at a very young age.

For her, working has never been a shameful thing; on the contrary, it gives her a sense of security and stability—only with a job can one have food to eat, and this idea has long been deeply ingrained in her bones.

Before dawn, she would get up to sweep the courtyard, carefully cleaning up the fallen leaves with a broom. During the day, she would wipe every piece of furniture in the mansion until it was spotless.

In the evening, she also helped prepare dinner, washing and chopping vegetables with great efficiency, which earned her praise from the other servants in the Toyokawa household.

"Xi, look how hard your aunt works! She keeps the house spotless and cooks such delicious meals." Xiangzi said sweetly, pulling on Fengchuan Xi's arm.

Feng Chuanxi leaned back on the sofa, holding a document in his hand, without even lifting his eyelids. His expression remained sinister, and the aura around him was frighteningly low, but only when facing Xiangzi would the coldness in his eyes fade somewhat, and he would not reveal that predatory expression.

Hearing Xiangzi's words, he just frowned, looking somewhat displeased, but did not refute them.

Hatsune was sweeping the living room floor with a broom, but she kept her ears open to the conversation between the two. Seeing that Toyokawa Yu didn't refute Shoko's words, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and her movements became a little lighter.

She lowered her head and carefully walked around the sofa, trying to get away from Feng Chuanxi to avoid upsetting him again. But just as she passed by Feng Chuanxi, the man suddenly stretched out his leg.

"Ugh!" Caught off guard, Hatsune tripped and lost her balance, falling heavily to the ground. The broom in her hand flew out, and the bucket of water next to her was knocked over, splashing cold water all over her, leaving her looking utterly disheveled.

"Xi! You've gone too far!" Xiangzi suddenly let go of Fengchuan Xi's arm, rushed over, squatted down to help Hatsune up, her voice full of anger, "You clearly saw her coming, why did you still trip her!"

Hatsune was soaked to the bone, and her elbow slammed into the floor, sending a sharp pain through her. But she gritted her teeth, quickly waved her hand, and gave Xiangzi a forced smile: "I...I'm fine, Miss Xiangzi. It's my fault, I was too careless and got too close to Young Master Toyokawa."

It's not that I'm innocent, it's that young master Toyokawa is innocent!

Toyokawa Yu slowly raised her head, her gaze falling on Hatsune's disheveled state, but without a trace of sympathy: "Xiao Xiang, you heard that too, didn't you? It wasn't my fault, this woman tripped over my foot."

Hatsune lowered her head even further, her long blonde hair hanging down, obscuring her reddened eyes.

Her elbow hurt, and she felt terrible. But she kept telling herself: It's okay, Misaki Miku, for my father's wish, for the sake of surviving in this family.

Chapter Eleven: This Japanese netizen, tone it down.

The chirping of insects in the courtyard gradually subsided, leaving only the rustling of the evening breeze through the treetops, carrying a touch of coolness as it slipped in through the cracks in the servants' quarters window.

When Miku Miku dragged her tired body back to her room, her legs felt as heavy as lead.

She closed the door behind her, leaned against it for a while to catch her breath, and then slowly moved to sit down on the edge of the bed.

The wide hem of her maid's skirt hung on the ground, covered with a little dust from cleaning. She gently lifted the hem, revealing the skin at her knee—a glaring red swelling was clearly visible, with a bluish-black bruise already emerging in the center of the swelling, from when she tripped over Toyokawa Yuu and fell on the concrete floor that evening.

The wound throbbed with pain, and every movement pulled at my nerves.

But as she looked around the simple servants' quarters, the unfamiliar environment left her unsure of who to ask for the ointment.

But her father's instructions, Toyokawa Yu's indifference, and Shoko's gentleness intertwined in her mind, making her nose sting with tears.

The moonlight outside the window was cool and clear, shining through the window frame onto the floor and casting a long, thin shadow.

Hatsune sat on the edge of the bed, hugging her knees, and couldn't help but hum softly, as if that would make the wound hurt less.

The singing was soft, carrying a hint of suppressed melancholy, flowing slowly through the quiet room.

Her voice, already clear, was now imbued with the gentleness of the night, making it exceptionally moving. Even the wind outside the window seemed to slow its pace, quietly listening to this unspoken song.

Just then, a soft knocking sound rang out on the door.

Hatsune suddenly snapped out of her daze, hurriedly wiped her eyes, and got up to open the door.

The person standing outside the door made her pause slightly—it was Xiangzi.

The girl held a white medicine box in her hands, with a gentle smile on her face.

"I knew you'd be too shy to ask for medicine, Hatsune-chan." Xiangzi shook the medicine box in his hand, his tone as familiar as if he had known a friend for a long time.

Hatsune's eyes instantly welled up with tears, a warm feeling welled up in her heart, making her throat tighten. After a long while, she managed to squeeze out, "Thank you, Saki-chan."

"Don't be so polite with me." Xiangzi smiled as he pushed open the door, pulled her hand into the room, and pressed her to sit on the edge of the bed. "Sit down quickly, I'll help you treat your wound."

"Hey, I can do it myself..." Hatsune waved her hand quickly, a little embarrassed.

But Xiangzi stubbornly shook his head, opened the first-aid kit and took out iodine and cotton swabs, his tone serious: "It was Xi who hurt you. Since he is unwilling to admit his mistake, then I will take responsibility for him."

“Miss Xiangzi…” Hatsune looked at her focused profile, and the emotion in her heart was about to overflow.

Xiangzi carefully lifted her skirt, and when he saw the red, swollen bruise, his brows furrowed, and his movements became even gentler. He used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to gently clean the skin around the wound, and softly asked, "Does it hurt?"

"No...it doesn't hurt." Hatsune bit her lip, enduring the slight pain, and shook her head.

Disinfecting, applying ointment, wrapping gauze—Xiangzi's movements were skilled yet gentle, every detail revealing his meticulous care.

After treating her wound, she breathed a sigh of relief, packed up her first-aid kit, and suddenly remembered the singing she had just heard. She asked curiously, "By the way, what was that song you sang? It was really nice. I've never seen you sing it on stage before."

"Ah...you heard that?" Hatsune's cheeks flushed instantly, and she lowered her head shyly.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop." Xiangzi quickly apologized, but there was a smile in his eyes. "I was just passing by the door when I heard the singing and I couldn't help but stop. I was so engrossed in it."

“It’s okay.” Hatsune shook her head, a hint of regret in her voice. “This song is called ‘Caged Bird,’ and I wrote it myself. It’s just… its style is a little different from SUMIMI’s, so…”

Perhaps, this song will never have the chance to be heard by more people.