Are you, as meal replacement users, ready for the consequences?

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Xiangzi will never miss a summer, either in the future or in the past!

Xiangzi is the best Xiangzi in the world!

"Dududu-"

"The number you dialed is not in service, please..."

Ningzi tried calling her father; although she didn't like him, she still missed him occasionally.

Outsiders might call this kind of feeling "being pathetic," but after all, it's someone who has raised me for so long.

Shaking her head, Ningzi realized she was being a bit too sentimental.

If her past self could see her present self a month ago, she would definitely kill the current Ningzi and then work on Zisha.

But it's also pitiful for her; she has practically no friends and receives very little love.

"Unlike me! I have so many people who love me now. Ningzi from last month, you can just stay in the corner and relax."

Ningzi went upstairs, opened and locked the door, and spread the desserts on the table.

"Hehe, Xiao Xiang, come back soon. I've prepared a ton of delicious food for you today... even though it came at the cost of some of our own."

When the desserts were served, the rose-colored marble spread outwards from Ningzi into the room, with only the floor covered in rose-colored and gray mosaic tiles.

Oh no, the medication has worn off.

Okay, I'm hallucinating.

After taking a pill with a legitimate excuse, Ningzi lay on her waterbed and started fiddling with her phone.

Although she didn't know where her waterbed came from.

Who cares? It's just a hallucination. The hallucination numbed the brain and brought Ningzi so many wonderful experiences.

Is this something that reality can offer to normal people? No way, this is a privilege that belongs only to Toyokawa Ningko.

She can travel to the Arctic and see Native American scalp drums without leaving home, and she can also lie on the floor and count Halley's Comet.

With just one pill, he can naturally switch back to his sister's side.

Sometimes I really don't want my mental illness to get better so quickly.

After all, that kind of painful torment was the best medicine to keep her conscious.

Toyokawa Ningko began to waver about whether to become human, and her belief in wanting to be non-human was no longer as firm as before.

It's all everyone's fault, it's all because everyone is too kind.

"Hey, are you home yet?"

Amidst the fading, beautiful pink hue, Ningzi heard the voice of Hachiman Kairin.

"Oh, did I really make the call? I thought I was dreaming."

"Are you feeling unwell again? Or are you just not fully awake?"

"Huh? Maybe."

Ningzi turned over, and the sofa she was lying on transformed from water into soft cotton.

"Oh, the hallucination is over, you really are Hailing."

"?"

"You really are still half asleep."

"Hey."

Hallucinations like these are just minor ailments.

If the refrigerator starts arguing with the power cord, that would be a serious problem.

When all of these things stop making a sound, and you can no longer see the hallucinations, and only a deep male voice lingers in your ears, inducing you to self-destruct, then it becomes a bit difficult to cure.

"Xiao Hai, don't worry about being sleepy. Why are you calling?"

"You're the one who contacted me."

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing."

The sigh on the other end of the phone carried a sense of "I just can't do anything with you," but Hachiman Kairin still took the initiative to start a conversation.

"Xiao Ning wants to form a band, right?"

"Yeah, why are you asking that, Xiao Hai?"

"If you want to form a band..."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

"We still need a lead singer, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

"Ah...no?"

"Really do not have?"

"forget."

"I knew it."

Ningzi's phone vibrated, and she thought it had bitten her tongue. She opened it and saw that it was a new file sent by Hailing.

"I've written the job posting for you. Just post it on your own Twitter account. You can leave your contact information or mine."

"Eh?"

Looking at the neatly arranged recruitment notice for lead singers on the screen, Ningzi sighed once again at how reassuring it was to have a friend like Hachiman Kairin.

Fortunately, my friend isn't like me, otherwise I would have to think about whether to prioritize the safety of the Zisha pottery or to kill Ningzi first and then prioritize the safety of the Zisha pottery.

"Okay, should I send it now? Wait, why should I send it?"

"Aren't you our team spirit and mascot? This is your job."

"Team spirit? Mascot? Huh?"

Ningzi angrily pasted the contents of the document onto her homepage, while also bickering with Hachiman Kairin.

"Xiao Hai, let's get together sometime tomorrow or sometime later, and invite everyone."

After all, it started as just a mercenary duo with Hailing.

Later, I thought of bringing my precious little one, Ruoye Mutsu, along to play with me, so that he wouldn't be wandering alone anymore.

Later, Ruomai shamelessly joined in, and Xiao Ai and Deng also joined the group.

In the next few days, a band that is almost complete will be born.

Toyokawa Ningko never imagined that one day she, a mentally ill person, would be able to lead a band.

"Okay, let's meet the day after tomorrow. We'll meet at Ring, and I won't pick you up."

"Okay, I'll hang up now."

"bye."

beep-

As the phone call ended, the door lock made a turning sound.

"Xiao Ning? Is she home?"

Toyokawa Shoko asked tentatively, peeking her head in like a thief.

"I'm here, sister, are you doing some cosplay?"

"Ahem, what I'm doing is at most cosplay, not cosplay."

Ningzi picked up a cupcake.

Forget about bands, Xiangzi's love is the simplest and most abundant in the world!

"What is this? It tastes pretty good, and it tastes familiar."

"Right? This is the result of hard work."

"?"

Ch161. Aren't I just a guitarist and vocalist?

"?"

"It was hard-earned," Toyokawa Shoko paused, a bad feeling creeping into her heart, "Could it still be from Hachiman Kairin?"

"No."

Ningzi was carrying a plate of donuts.

Misaka Chuka seems to have some kind of obsession with donuts. Whenever she sees these little ring-shaped things, her lips twitch. When asked, she doesn't want to say much, she just keeps stuffing them into Ningzi's arms.

Is this post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD)?

"Want some? This one's not very colored and it's soft. The black one will leave your hands covered in chocolate."

"..."

Xiangzi stood in the shadows of the entryway, while Ningzi lay on the sofa, swinging her toes in the setting sun.

The dividing line that cuts through the shadows seems to be a wound inflicted by God.

"So who is it?"

"Chu Hua, the triangular Chu Hua, do you know her, sister?"

"what?!"

Chu Hua did it too?

Xiangzi went to the kitchen, got a glass of water, and tried to calm down.

The kitchen was still so small, and a few strands of noodles left over from the day before yesterday were still stuck in the sink. Xiangzi turned on the water dispenser and watched the water flow down.

"Xiao Xiang! Come and eat!"

Wait a minute, let me calm down.

"I'm thirsty, let me have a glass of water first."

"Oh~"

Chu Hua…

Toyokawa Shoko felt a surge of heat coursing through her body, causing her hands and feet to feel numb.

Impossible, Hatsuka is definitely not that kind of person... It's impossible for her to be in cahoots with someone like Hachiman Kairin.

Chu Hua must have bought Ning Zi some food after seeing her.

As for what it was earned through hard work?

Xiangzi suspected that this was because Chuhua had asked Xiaoning for some help.

Perhaps he just saw his younger sister and wanted to take care of her, but was afraid that Ningzi wouldn't accept it, so he made some requests in exchange.

For example, helping to carry bags, or moving musical instruments and equipment?

Think more about these bright, great, and positive things, and let those dirty, filthy, and dark thoughts go to hell!

Shoko Toyokawa drank the last drop of water in her glass and walked towards the living room.

"I'm here, I'm so thirsty today. Selling bottled water is definitely a tiring job."

"Sales? I remember it being customer service."

"There's a difference, you idiot."

The kitchen door was casually slammed shut, isolating the sisters' daily lives in the living room.

However, Toyokawa Shoko seemed to have forgotten.

Their family doesn't have a water dispenser.

……

Watching the sky outside the window quietly change from orange-yellow to inky black, the quietest moment in life must be during the time of encountering demons.

Sanjiao Chuhua recalled that night when she and Xiangzi watched the stars. At that time, a little devil peeked out from behind the bushes and looked at her with the eyes of someone looking at an enemy.