Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

"What is this nonsense?"

The young man's expression remained unchanged, but his voice spoke righteously:

"I am a hidden-slash young man from Momoyama Garden. What I pay attention to is an all-round development. I will not just stick to a small point and go on crazy -"

"I understand, so what is the new song this time?"

After all, he has been with Mochizuki for more than a year, and his temperament is relatively straightforward. Kurihara Saki just waved his hand gently and asked:

"Have you recorded the demo? Send it to me so I can hear what song it is -"

"Demo? I didn't record it."

".......Um?"

Hearing what Mochizuki said, Kurihara Saki was slightly startled:

"Didn't record...? Then why do you suddenly want to knock on my door——"

"No, mainly because I remembered that I haven't had dinner with you for a long time, and I thought it would be nice to play games with you."

"... Translated into adult terms, it means you want to play games with friends and relax, right?"

"Um, that's right."

Now that his adoptive mother next door has seen through his intentions, the young man naturally has no intention of continuing to hide it.

Fortunately, Kurihara Saki didn't say much. He just gently opened the door and said in the same voice:

"...Come in, the weather has turned cold recently."

27. If I were to separate from you, I might as well die.

Mochizuki walked into the house of her stepmother next door with ease.

It is now early autumn, the town has been shrouded in dark gold, the breeze is lingering, and the weather is getting colder. Kurihara, who is already afraid of the cold, has added a feather-white knitted sweater, a little red hat on his head, and white velvet tights on his feet. , looking like a youthful version of Santa Claus with his coat removed.

This situation could not help but make the young man complain like this:

"Why are you suddenly wearing a red hat... Are you preparing Christmas gifts for me in advance and preparing to throw them down my chimney on Christmas Eve?"

"?"

Kurihara Saki's expression was a little surprised, but after looking at the clothes she was wearing, she understood something and showed displeasure:

"...Are you laughing at my naivety?"

"No, I think it's very suitable for a girl your age."

"Hit you."

"Don't hit me, I have jade syndrome."

As he spoke, Mochizuki slumped down on the soft sofa quite skillfully, with a peaceful expression on his face:

"Now, I'm going to sleep - it's so comfortable here...just lying down makes me feel happy."

"You are really getting lazy."

The girl in the wheelchair was rocking the wheelchair. Although her words were as unforgiving as ever, looking at the boy's tired expression, she also turned off the TV that was still playing the concert:

"You're so tired all day long, and you haven't talked to me much about starting work recently - you won't be playing games next door day and night, right?"

"how is this possible?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and his voice sounded old-fashioned:

"Kurihara, I'm not an idler - don't think of me as an e-sports guy who wears headphones every day and doesn't hear what's going on outside the window."

"Oh, that's right...after all, you still have to draw comics."

As if she was talking about something she cared about more, the girl with long silver hair held her chin, her bright red eyebrows turning slightly:

"I see that you have been thinking about drawing comics recently...Why, you are playing so well with Xiao Chengzi and you feel like you are not thinking about studying. Why do you suddenly say that you want to come to me?"

"...You seem to have some misunderstandings about me."

Mochizuki waved his hand gently, his expression as calm as ever:

"What does it mean to be reluctant to miss Shu... I'm just trying to improve my comic skills with Takegami-san. Why do you think I'm talking about having an affair with a girl? She's my partner, helping me in slash life. Teacher further, how can you view our relationship from such a worldly perspective?"

"...Do you still have an otherworldly relationship?"

When Mochizuki Ri said these words, Saki's expression was somewhat complicated:

"Is it... Platonic love? Are you actually a godly friend?"

"...Girls in adolescence should not always regard normal interactions as love."

Shrugging helplessly, Mochizuki assumed a very mature posture:

"Besides, how can I have love between a man and a woman like I am now - let alone love, I only have a few of your friends, so don't make fun of me, a guy who has long been a social waste."

".......I see."

Although there was no change in his expression, for some reason, Kurihara Saki's hands seemed to be restless, gently shaking the wheels of the wheelchair:

"Ordinary friends and partners... Is this how you view Little Chengzi?"

"Yes, otherwise how should I treat her? Do I have to admit that a female classmate who is younger than me is my elder?"

Having been taken advantage of by Kurihara Saki a long time ago, the boy who was very sensitive to this aspect suddenly moved half a meter away:

"Isn't it enough to have you? Are you afraid that my biological parents are gone and there will be too few adoptive mothers around me?"

"...That's not the case."

As if she was somewhat amused by Mochizuki's words, the girl couldn't help but hum softly, then she adjusted her expression slightly and asked:

"....Okay, I won't make fun of you anymore——"

"I'm a little curious... Wangyue, can I be considered your partner?"

As if she cared about this, the girl's eyes flickered with mottled light.

"Of course...no."

Mochizuki frowned slightly:

"How can you be considered an ordinary partner? Without you, there would be no Slothfish account - if you compare Slothfish to Ace, I am Beidou Seiji, and you are Nan Yuko."

".......what?"

After hearing the young man's answer, Kurihara Saki's big bright red eyes seemed to show a trace of concern, and he narrowed his beady eyes in the next moment:

"What a cunning statement...Does Mochizuki-san always talk to Xiao Chengzi like this?"

"That's wrong, Takegami-sensei's majesty is sacred and inviolable. She is the guide who will take me to the top. How can I be so inferior to Takegami and make such a joke casually like a friend of the same generation or a lover?"

"...Does it mean I can be teased?"

"You and I are of the same generation, Kurihara."

"Wrong, I am your adoptive mother."

Kurihara Saki crossed her hands in front of her chest and made a super backhand.

This time, it was Mochizuki's turn to be anxious:

"What are you talking about! I was born in the same year and month as you, only three days younger than you!"

"Three days, but a full 72 hours."

Kurihara Saki remained unmoved and continued to pursue the victory:

"Steamed buns, don't you have a handle?"

".......you are vicious."

Thinking that he would occasionally come here to play games and have a meal in the future, the young man gritted his teeth and finally swallowed the bad breath.

His temper was worn down by the girl, and Mochizuki didn't bother to reply. He just slumped on the soft sofa, and his voice sounded hazy:

"You win... I'm really suffering from Yuyu Syndrome. I'll lie down for half an hour before talking."

"...You rice bug."

Looking at this male high school student who collapsed on the sofa after talking nonsense to him, Kurihara Saki couldn't help but show a hint of disgust——

Of course, although I felt that Mochizuki's appearance was a bit unpleasant, and she seemed to run away when she couldn't compete... However, Kurihara Saki didn't show much, he just patted his little hand lightly, and then Then she rolled her wheelchair and transformed into a young mother of an elementary school boy returning home from school, and began to prepare meals.

"........"

The night is getting late.

He turned his gaze away from the setting red sun outside the window and secretly glanced at Mochizuki's slightly closed eyes. There seemed to be an imperceptible smile on the corner of the girl's mouth——

"Tsk... I really can't sleep."

Mochizuki jumped up from the sofa with a very unhappy expression:

"I suddenly thought of something very interesting, but I still can't sleep... Kurihara, what can I do for you? As long as it's not chopping vegetables."

"......"

Seeing Mochizuki wake up suddenly, Kurihara Saki also quickly stopped smiling.

She just looked at the young man in front of her, and her voice remained the same:

"...Come on, with your alchemy skills, I'm afraid I won't have food to eat tonight -"

"Okay, why are you so excited all of a sudden? Did you think of something?"

".......Um."

After a moment of silence.

The young man's somewhat moving words also slowly sounded at this moment.

"...If I am separated from you like this, I might as well die."

"?"

To be honest, when Mochizuki suddenly said these words, Kurihara Saki's pupils began to tremble.

Then she blushed slightly:

"You, you, you...why do you say this so coldly?"

"Ah...that's not what I meant."

As if he had just realized what he had said, Mochizuki waved his hand quickly:

"Don't get me wrong... I just suddenly remembered the lyrics of my new song."

As he spoke, Mochizuki took out his notebook from his bag, walked to the kitchen, and showed it to his stepmother next door:

"Well... Look, this is a new song that I didn't have time to record a demo of. Why don't you take a good look at it now?"

"...?"

Although he was a little confused by Mochizuki's words, Kurihara Saki still put down what he was doing and turned his attention to the small notebook——

The title of the song above is "It's Better to Die".

ps: There is another update in the afternoon!

28. Focus on a positive brew

"........"

Seeing Mochizuki standing up like a carp and holding a laptop to show herself such a new song, Kurihara Saki's expression also showed a rather complicated expression.

It's the same dark and profound style as always... It seems like this guy is still the same as before, he likes to think about his old three--

Yes, in the first moments, Kurihara Saki really thought so.

However...when she saw the lyrics and musical notation of the song clearly, the girl, who had almost no expression on her face, also showed a bit of embarrassment.

.... The lyrics are so yandere that they feel abstract, and seem to have a psychedelic tone, showing an unprecedented strange style.

This.......

At this moment, it was the wheelchair girl's turn to be a little confused.