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But when she tried to turn back to find the boy, she realized that there was a girl silently accompanying him all along, and she had no chance to interfere.
Then, in a flash, she was reborn back to the time before they broke up, and only then did she vow to cherish everything.
Xiaoxue, do you think this... makes any sense?
"...If being reborn would change things, then perhaps it would be meaningful."
Yukino only gave an ambiguous answer.
Being reborn is nothing special.
For those who cannot even change themselves, the future is nothing more than a repetition of the past.
"Actually, this story doesn't refer to any of the three of us. I just noticed that many online novels follow this formula."
But I don't think there's a cure for regret in this world. Because I've thought about it for a long time, and I wonder if regret itself is a kind of medicine.
If you cure regret, will you probably remain unchanged for the rest of your life?
But these are not important.
Most importantly, isn't this whole thing incredibly unfair?
"Who is it unfair to?" Yukino asked.
"It's not fair to me. It's not fair to Kiyoshi. It's not fair to Mahiru-chan."
Yui said without hesitation.
She revealed a pair of small, white tiger teeth, and her eyes were so clear they could reflect the sky washed clean by clear water, shimmering with a certain radiance in the fading sunset.
Yukino loves reading, and she once read a certain saying in one of her books.
In fact, reading books is reading people, and reading people is reading books.
But she was used to being alone and didn't really understand.
But at that moment, she suddenly realized something.
If a girl with a smile and an innocent look on her face were a book, then her title would definitely be "Gentleness".
Su Jun, I understand.
how about you?
Have you truly understood this girl... who clearly likes you but is incredibly gentle?
……
No matter what, please... make sure you're doing well.
True friendship means wanting your friends to be happy, right?
Yukino gazed at the silhouette of the girl reflected in the glass window.
As dusk deepened, it silently seeped through the windowpane, and the shards of sunlight were etched into those eyes that were always as clear as sapphires.
It had an unusually murky hue.
……
……
The main text contains 4562 words. The following is a letter to the readers, which can be ignored.
I'm currently a junior in college, and I've been preparing for graduate school almost all the time since the semester started. Studying is really difficult, and I don't have any photographic memory. So, after finishing my studies, I don't have much energy to write. I'm ashamed and apologize.
Even so, I will gradually write this book to the ending I envision (which is a happy ending).
So, when you see this and think that this book is about a single female protagonist, Mahiru, you can consider it finished after her 1.05 birthday.
That's right, I'm not only speaking as an author, but also as a reader, trying to dissuade you.
How stupid! There are hardly any readers, yet you still act all high and mighty.
But I still want to say it this way.
If nothing unexpected happens, Su Qing and Zhen Zhou will continue like this until they grow old together.
But I had my own selfish reasons, so the story is not like that.
I love girls like Mahiru who are perfect in every way, and I also love girls like Yui who are extremely gentle, just in different proportions.
Therefore, a certain special node will appear.
This node might be twisted, because it certainly won't be easy.
That's the tone of this book.
I know that many people who have seen this far still can't accept my style.
My path is completely opposite to that of crossover anime and domestic Japanese light novels.
Almost everyone is writing about being relaxed and happy.
Isn't this the Japanese school life that everyone longs for?
Your writing is so heavy, and you're dragging your feet on setting up a harem. How can you expect many people to read it?
With your elementary school-aged, pretentious writing style? Or with updates as slow as a snail?
I am someone who sometimes can't stand being alone.
Until yesterday, I was still talking a lot in the book club group, saying that it seems like no one treats the female characters in the crossover stories they write as living, breathing people.
A reader who has always supported me asked: Labor, labor, what exactly is the real thing?
I cannot answer this question.
But I can tell you that the real thing is definitely real, and the real thing is always cold, cruel, and realistic.
Whether it's Mahiru, Yui, or Yukino, they are all just female characters created by other people, but a genuine love for them means wanting to bring them to life.
This means that I should responsibly write down any negative emotions, whether joy or disappointment, including heartache, regret, etc.
This is my sincerity, and also my limitation.
Chapter 360 Mother and Daughter, Ruler and Subject
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In late December, the weather grew increasingly cold, and the entire city of Tokyo shivered under the swirling cold air currents.
Chiba Prefecture, east of Tokyo.
This administrative district, which faces the Pacific Ocean to the southeast and borders Tokyo Bay to the west, is a typical example of a place where people rely on the sea for their livelihood.
Despite the development of tourism in recent years, the economy still relies on agriculture and aquaculture.
While it cannot be compared to first-tier cities like Osaka, Chiba Prefecture is considered to be of a mid-level status in Japan.
Countless families, large and small, have settled and occupied this land.
However, there is one family that has continued from the last century to the present day, and the successive governors of Chiba Prefecture have also had close ties with this family.
And this is the family to which Yukino Yukinoshita was born—the Yukinoshita family.
……
The night is dark.
The Yukinoshita residence, located in the most bustling and luxurious area of Chiba Prefecture, is now ablaze with neon lights.
Yang Nai, still awake in her room, had stacks of heavy and complicated documents on her desk.
This is something she started learning to manage little by little a long time ago.
This is also the responsibility and obligation that Yang Nai, as the heir of the family, must bear.
"Tsk, how boring. I wonder if Yukino is asleep yet..."
Yang rubbed his eyes and glanced at the documents on the table, feeling a wave of dizziness and nausea.
If given the choice, who would want to deal with these things all day long? Who wouldn't want to be free and unrestrained outside?
In Yang Nai's view, the rights and status that the family bestows upon the heirs are nothing more than shackles and burdens.
"Alright, alright, Yukino, go to sleep. I'm going to go find that guy!"
Yang glanced at the time and estimated that her younger sister should be asleep by now.
She sighed softly, intending to give up, but then, as if remembering a fun toy, the corners of her lips suddenly curled up, and her fox-like, alluring eyes lit up.
That guy was naturally referring to Su Qing.
Because of his social status, Yang Nai had been exposed to all sorts of people since middle school and considered himself to know a lot about people.
Although her Yukino is still the cutest and most interesting.
To be honest, this was the first time she had ever met someone as eccentric as Su Qing.
Recalling their last meeting, those bewitching words and those eyes as black as ink still made her heart pound.
Even so, Yang couldn't help but reminisce.
The feeling at that time was as if it were engraved in the most primal DNA of animals: the fear and avoidance of danger and death.
But for her, it was like a poison, a poison that made her feel both free and obsessed.
Suddenly.
The body reacts automatically under the influence of the brain's consciousness, and a chill runs down one's spine.
Yang Nai instinctively shivered, and only after taking a sip of the hot coffee beside her did she feel much better.
It seems this poison is really potent; it's almost become muscle memory for me.
He looked down at the coffee in his hand, then glanced at the unfinished work.
The thought that the days to come would be the same, day after day, without any ups and downs, made Yang Nai feel heartbroken.
Haha, cows can blink and horses can moo; when cows and horses are tired, they drink coffee on their own.
Yang exhaled a heavy breath.
Damn it, is Su Qing already asleep?
No, no, get up and go back to sleep!
Just as Yang Naidun was feeling the disparity between people and was about to call and harass Su Qing, a sound suddenly came from the door.
Boom, boom.
The knocking wasn't urgent, but it was surprisingly dull and rhythmic, making Yang Nai feel as if the person was simply announcing, "I'm coming in."
"Please come in, Mother."
Yang Nai suppressed her smile, her expression stiffened for a second, and then she put on a different smile than before.
At this time of day, only her mother, Yukinoshita Ayano, would dare to knock on the door like that.
"You knew it was me before I even said anything?"
The door creaked open slowly.
What came into view was a beautiful woman dressed in a kimono.
Ayano Yukinoshita's gaze first fell on the mountain of documents on the table, then she looked at Haruno and smiled slightly, as if it were a silent appreciation.
"Besides you, Mother, I can't think of anyone else who would knock on my door like that."
Yang shrugged, but his bland, almost insincere smile remained unchanged.
"It's just the two of us now, you don't have to do this."
Ayano looked at her daughter and slowly sat down.
"Mother, I don't understand what you're saying?"
Yang Nai blinked her eyes innocently.
Unlike Yukino's pure eyes, hers were more alluring and somewhat eerie, as if she could see right through people's hearts.
Ayano didn't rush to answer, but simply gazed quietly into Haruno's eyes.
The number of cold molecules in the air suddenly increased dramatically, to the point that they were about to condense into ice crystals.
Yang didn't urge him on; he simply turned around and continued working like a beast of burden.