Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

Facing the soft gaze of Xuemiao who was like a child seeking his own affirmation, Mo Yi suddenly felt heartbroken, did he do too much?

In fact, at the beginning, I chose to publish "Spring Things" in Yakumo's House. Apart from the fact that the story is really exciting, I also thought that maybe this is a good opportunity to treat Xuemiao.

Xuemiao wants to treat me all day long, so she will first receive a shock treatment from my heart.

Let the other party look at a Dongma Xuemeow similar to her from the perspective of a third person, and maybe they can get something out of it.

In this world that is neither correct nor gentle, Miss Yukinoshita, who is trying to make everything correct, is not correct for her own thinking.

It doesn't mean that her idea itself is wrong, and that such an idea cannot be realized at all.

This is an ideal similar to that of a partner of justice, beautiful but illusory. After chasing it to the end, all that remains is the distorted self.

But until now, looking at the other party's weak eyes longing for protection, Mo Yi realized that the other party was not as strong as he imagined.

The correct Yukinoshita Yukino is the real Yukinoshita Yukino.

Forget it, although the other party is stupid and naive, if he continues like this, he will only be hit head-on by reality.

Xuemiao, she may change and become someone similar to her sister, what we call mature and exquisite.

Or stick to it until the car crashes.

Of course, this is just the ending she should have if she didn't meet someone who can change or protect her.

However, with myself here, does the other party really need to change?After the change, does Yukinoshita Yukino still gradually attract her own Yukino?

At this moment, Mo Yi couldn't help but have this strange thought in his mind.

"of course it's true--"

After thinking it over, Mo Yi gave the other party an encouraging smile and said:

"We often make one thing wrong—taking the so-called giving up as maturity."

"When other people succumbed to reality, you, Yukinoshita, persisted. I don't think it's funny."

"So, don't doubt, and don't give up, just go on firmly."

"I will always support you!"

Mo Yi didn't care about that much, he poured chicken soup for his soul all night.

After hearing Mo Yi's words, the weakness in Xuemiao's eyes gradually disappeared again, not because it disappeared, but because she found support and became strong again.

"Thank you, Mo Yi—"

Xuemiao's expression and tone returned to normal again, but Mo Yi felt more tenderness from her eyes.

After a few seconds, her tone suddenly became sly, and she said:

"Mo Yi, what you mean is that you are willing to be my partner and make the world more correct with me!"

"You said, you will always support me."

Mo Yi: "..."

Mo Yi was sure that Xuemiao had been healed by his chicken soup for the soul, and the medicine was a bit strong, and now he has learned the routines of this master.

"Yes, I will always support you mentally."

Mo Yi said solemnly:

"Of course, material things are also possible. If you are too poor, I can lend you a month's living expenses."

"You are sophistry—"

Xuemiao was dissatisfied for a moment, showing a temper tantrum similar to other girls, and said:

"That's not what you meant just now!"

"sorry--"

It is impossible to do such tiring things as changing the world.

"That's what I meant just now."

Xuemiao, don't think that as you become more and more cute, I will easily give in and be changed by you.

I have always been the only one who sleeps with others, and there is no possibility of others sleeping with me.

"(ˉ▽￣～)Cut~~"

Xuemiao gave an annoyed cut, and said coldly:

"Speaking does not count the soul light."

"Stay out of the way, I'm going back—"

After hearing Xuemiao's sarcastic remarks, Mo Yi finally smiled in relief.

Of course, Mo Yi wasn't shaking M, it's just that the other party would complain about him again, which meant that she had finally returned to normal.

Mo Yi also relievedly let go of the hands surrounding the opponent, and let Xuemiao leave.

After all, after Xuemiao was settled, there was still an angry back table sauce waiting for him on the rooftop.

Cough cough--