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

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How annoying! Who's bothering me at a time like this? Don't I have my own life?

All they do is send messages to others all day long, trying to get into their lives with just a few words... How boring.

Ningzi hugged her knees in annoyance, once again feeling disgusted with the mobile phone—a product of human civilization.

Sigh, what's done is done. I'll just keep looking at my notebook.

After the scattered emotional outpouring, the notes moved on to the main event.

I came across my saved items from earlier today.

This is something you can't escape; once it's done, there's no going back or room for regret.

Ningzi turned to the page of her work for the day with a blank expression; she felt that she no longer cared much about these things.

Whatever, I don't care anymore. I've been sick for a long time, so what's there to be afraid of?

"The little lamp and my own hair..."

"boring."

I closed the laptop again, this time out of boredom.

There's no way we should have taken such a boring thing out of the cupboard again.

"Ugh, how am I supposed to kill time?"

Her hair was disheveled from repeated contact with the floor, and Ningzi disdainfully tossed the hairband onto the corner of the dining table in the living room.

"Now that my father is gone, I've become the burden who makes a mess of the house... I'm no wonder he's my father's daughter."

Ningzi braced herself against the floor with one hand and rubbed her eyes with the other as she got up from the ground.

She sat back down in front of the full-length mirror.

The Xiangzi she saw this time was different from the one she had seen before.

I wasn't wearing any clothes this time.

"Xiao Xiang... I'm sorry for messing up our house. Will you be mad at me?"

Ningzi shook her head, and her reflection in the mirror also shook her head.

"Xiao Xiang, you're not angry with me at all? You're not even angry that I'm so bad?"

The person in the mirror continued to shake their head.

"Really? You don't blame me...?"

Ningzi approached the mirror and touched the center of it.

"Xiao Xiang, what should I do? I've offended you like this, aren't you angry with me?"

Ningzi's delicate hand was like a compass, with her thumb positioned at the crucial point as the fulcrum, drawing a circle with her index finger as the radius.

The circle he drew covered most of his heart.

"Are you angry? Aren't you angry? I haven't followed any of the formalities you taught me. Aren't my actions rude and ill-mannered?"

The "Xiangzi" in the mirror was just repeating Ningzi's actions.

This was the first time Ningzi had ever found a mirror so interesting.

Before moving to this house, I was in a daze, focusing all my attention on my sister and mother, and had no interest in anything else.

After moving here—there are no mirrors left in the house to drive me crazy.

Minor characters like Toyokawa Shoko simply don't have the money to buy a large floor-length mirror.

She's just a pitiful, silly little girl.

"Xiao Xiang, I know you're very tired. You're always so tired, but you never tell me..."

"Actually, I can help you with some of the burden, Xiao Xiang. You know what? I have a bandmate now."

Admiring her stunningly beautiful face in the mirror, Ningzi felt that sitting naked in front of it, she resembled a down-on-her-luck divorced woman with two children, poised to harass her landlady at her doorstep in exchange for shelter.

"Do you know Hachiman Kairin? Sho, you don't, do you? Every time I come home, do you think I stay at home obediently?"

"You little brat! You're wrong! Completely wrong! I actually went to meet Hailing in secret!"

“We didn’t just meet secretly yesterday, we met secretly the day before yesterday, and the day before that! We’re always sticking together whenever you’re not home!”

Ningzi continued to stroke the mirror, hoping her words would anger the sister in the mirror and make Xiangzi in the mirror worry and be afraid.

But a mirror is just a mirror; all she saw was a fish rubbing itself against her through the screen, its face covered in grime.

"Tsk, after all, you're just a mirror, how can I expect anything from you..."

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy?"

The "Toyokawa Shoko" in the mirror suddenly winked at Ningzi, her deep blue eyes dazzling.

In the dimly lit room, these two azure gems are the sun.

"Huh? How can you talk? You're nothing but my reflection."

"Why do you care so much, you idiot?"

"Huh? Speak properly, what do you mean I'm meddling in all this?"

Ningzi wanted to punch the other person, but with her rational mind reminding her, she didn't choose to get her hands covered in shards of glass.

"What's wrong? It's only been a short time since we last met, and you're already in a hurry?"

Are you... Ningzi?

"Yes, good news, I'm back, but I have bad news for you."

The lemon in the mirror covered her face with the long skirt on the ground, like a keyboardist wearing a mask to perform on stage.

"what?"

"The bad news is, of course, that I'm back."

"..."

"Indeed, am I terminally ill?"

"No, it's just a little dangerous."

"Tell me, how can I make sure I never see you again for the rest of my life?"

Compared to Toyokawa Lemon, Ningzi clearly cares more about Toyokawa Shoko.

Seeing lemons means that one's condition has worsened.

In that case, treatment would be even more difficult, and Xiangzi must also hope to live a more comfortable life.

The difficulty in treatment increased Xiangzi's stress.

The worsening of his condition meant that Xiangzi's fate would become even more tragic.

Therefore, the appearance of lemons signifies the beginning of all the tragedies.

"As expected, I still don't want to see you."

"I don't want you to see me either, Ningzi."

Toyokawa Reiko sat obediently in the mirror, as if she were truly just a reflection.

"Take my advice, you can stop taking the medication for now. The problem isn't serious yet."

"So there really is something wrong with the medicine?"

“Well, I don’t know the specifics, but,” Toyokawa Reiko said calmly, “I swear, it’s harmful to you. Stop it.”

"..."

"Perhaps you could keep an eye on it and look it up yourself."

Chapter 77. Things have come to this, let's just give up.

The lemons have disappeared again.

Just like a dream.

Ningzi, I can't quite tell the difference.

Toyokawa Ningko didn't know when she fainted.

Maybe it was while I was chatting with Ningzi, or maybe my reunion with Ningzi was just a dream. Who knows?

"Toyokawa...Nenko."

Ningzi opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyelids heavy as if filled with lead.

Lying among the clothes scattered on the floor, her phone had been kicked far away by Ningzi earlier, and she had no idea what time it was.

However, Ningzi still managed to lift her head and look out the window at the dim surroundings. Only then did she realize that it was already quite late.

Let's pack up and wait for my sister to come back.

Ningzi felt completely relaxed; it seemed she had slept for an hour or two.

My sister's skirt, my sister's slippers, my own socks and hair ties, all lay quietly on the ground, pretending to be dead.

This place is so chaotic, it feels like my father is still here.

Using her long dress to cover the mirror, Ningzi tidied up everything in the house, trying to make it look as orderly as possible.

Messy, messy, messy, messy! Toyokawa Ningko, how did you turn into such a messy little brat?

Ningzi picked up her phone from the ground; although it had been kicked, the screen was undamaged.

"Who sent so many messages?"

With her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, Ningzi sat on the floor with her back against the sofa.

Toyokawa Ningko has never really figured out how to use a mobile phone. She doesn't know how to block various messages, so she often has to deal with the annoyance of being bombarded with text messages from various apps.

[Your favorite songs are on the chart... 50 minutes ago]

[A new shopping experience, cheaper... 4:49 PM]

Toyokawa Pharmaceutical is now recruiting volunteers for drug trials. Details... 4:40 PM

"Tsk, more spam messages... Xiao Xiang seems to have taught me how to block them."

I forgot, never mind, I'm an idiot.

Ningzi cleared all the messages with one click. Just as she was about to turn off her phone to heat up her lunchbox, she saw unread messages on Line.

"Xiao Ai?"

Among so many friends (four or five), only Ai-yin kept sending messages to harass Ning-zi while she wasn't looking at her phone.

6:40 PM

[Anno: Are you there?]

6:50 PM

[Anno: Kitten Waving.JPG]

7:30 PM:

[Anno: The Kitten Hanging Itself.JPG]

"Pfft, this trash fish."

The bare feet, with their socks kicked off, drew invisible lines on the floor, the graceful curves of the insteps bending like a new moon.

"Pfft hahaha..."

"Wow, this, this kitten hanging itself, so cute, pfft."

Ningzi's body trembled incessantly. At first, she tried to hold back her laughter, but the more she looked at the emojis Aiyin posted, the harder it became for her to control her laughter.

Finally, her phone slipped to the side, and Ningzi rolled on the floor clutching her stomach, laughing so hard her stomach hurt. Her laughter echoed uncontrollably in the empty rented room.

"Hahaha, this, this idiot, sending this kind of emoji is really irresponsible."

Ningzi rubbed her aching stomach from laughing, picked up her phone, and started typing with one hand.

[Neko: Oh, sorry Ai, I accidentally fell asleep.]

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