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However, considering that the store manager sent a message the day after the incident to ask the girl why she didn't go to the store, and thought that an apology would solve all the problems, the store manager probably didn't act too aggressively towards the girl.

It always takes a process for a good person to become a bad person. The store manager should have just taken the first step, but many times, it is difficult to turn back after taking the first step.

At least for teenage girls.

The string that had been tense since the death of my parents broke at that moment, because of such trivial things that can be easily solved as long as I don't go to work.

Is it trivial?

Sayuri pursed her astringent lips. For kittens who left their parents to wander around, a spring rain is enough to end their lives.

The girl, the former girl is like this little stray cat with nowhere to go.

Well, once.

The current Sayuri is not, she is neither weak nor weak who fills the male soul of Jiang Nan.

The avalanche is a long-term accumulation process, and human beings are a kind of sad creature whose brain does not continue to send the signal of survival even if it is world-weary.

Writing "I really want to die" in the notes is just a way of expressing emotions. Maybe the girl didn't really put it into action, or the girl had already put it into action.

Yes or no is very important to Sayuri.

Biting her lower lip with a gloomy face, Sayuri quit Line and opened Twitter with the blue bird icon. Because of the need to view the life photos of female Buddhas, she used to use this software scientifically online.

So she also knows what kind of trash can this software is, and what kind of trash some people who use this software are.

The account is still in the automatic login status, viewing records, the girl posted some photos of the part-time job and added some interesting things that happened during the part-time job. Both comments and comments are very rare, and the only tweet with more than ten comments is a photo of a mug in hand, because hands are exposed.

These are not problems. Although it is a small and transparent account that no one pays attention to, it does create an optimistic, cheerful, and positive image of Tokyo Dream Chaser.

Click on the settings, select the switch account column, and Sayuri sneered with a "huh" as expected.

The problem was with the second account linked.

The girl who is simply unsuspecting and can easily crack the lock screen password of her mobile phone is rarely cautious on this associated account. This is a little secret she has hidden, but because she is not cautious enough, she wants to crack the little secret that is imprisoning the girl The black box is too easy.

Click to retrieve the password, send a text message to the operator to fill in the verification code, and it only takes 2 minutes for Sayuri to see the girl's true inner world.

With [-] followers, there are hundreds of replies to any tweet. The girl still doesn't show her face here, but the content is curious enough to attract the attention of the beasts.

Since the creation of the account on February 26, the girl's suicide notice has been updated here.

[I am completely desperate for this poor world, every day is suffering, why am I the only one suffering, I really want to die, if only I could die. 】

At the beginning, the girl might just use this account to vent her bad emotions, hoping to get a little care from strangers who roam the Internet world, which cannot be obtained from real people, to get a few words of encouragement, and persuade her to go all out in the world. Still good, warm words that don't give up easily.

But everyone's purpose is the same as hers, to vent their bad emotions on the Internet.

[If you don’t want to live, then go to die! 】

[I don’t know where the stench comes from, A Zhai is acting pitifully here, anyway, I just want to pay attention to be my own coffin board, I give you alms, remember to send me a photo before you die. 】

[Don't say that about people, how pitiful, life is already like a pig, and even being scolded on the Internet, giving a little love to pigs is the greatness of us human beings, our neon people, let's all form up, Make Japan Great Again! 】

After clicking on the tweets and reading two of them, the eyelids twitched and closed, and several veins popped out on Sayuri's forehead.

Wrapped in a quilt in the cold late night, seeing the harsh words on the screen, with the smell of dead bodies, the girl's soft and fragile heart must be stung, because of this rotten world.

[Qian Zhen can do anything, I got a whole bottle of Valium from the nurse, and I can die without pain tonight, so happy. 】

The time was [-] pm on March [-]nd, the girl released the news, and Sayuri woke up on March [-]th, that is, in the middle of the night today.

"No wonder you wake up with the hangover pain."

The girl died, and she took her body.

Sayuri felt a little fortunate. Different from the girl's understanding, taking an overdose of sleeping pills is the most painful way to die. It will not make people fall into eternal sleep painlessly, but will make the user suffocate and endure the pain of organ failure with extremely clear consciousness. The pain that came was unable to howl, unable to call for help, and finally ushered in death in despair.

According to normal logic, even if she can wake up again after experiencing those things, what she took over should be the broken body of a girl whose physical functions were completely destroyed. Now she...

Sayuri shook her arms, turned around to face the colorful sunlight reflecting on her body, and showed a beautiful smile to the beautiful spring scenery outside the window, which was a proof of health.

Anyway, things like transforming into substitutes have happened, and the little weirdness of being healthy after taking an overdose of sleeping pills can be easily accepted.

If that was the case, she propped her chin with her bare hand, and fell into deep thought with Sayuri holding the pen holder in her mouth.

In this case, the girl really died, died by herself, and died before she took over.

She didn't hurt anyone, and she didn't feel ashamed of anyone, so that's fine.

In this way, he can accept this inexplicable new life without the slightest grudge.

Eyes are once again focused on the phone screen, and the disgusting comments are still creeping up.

[Hey, I haven't updated in two days, I'm not really going to die, it really is a pig. 】

[It's gone, and another social moth has died. This is really the best news I saw when I got up early in the morning. 】

【You guys are too bad, what will people think if they see it, oh, I forgot, it can’t be seen hahaha. 】

No, I saw it.

"Ah."

Sayuri sneered again, and the laughter was mixed with extreme disdain.

I don't know if it's because the girl is slow in typing or Sayuri is not used to the Japanese input method, she typed a paragraph of text slowly.

Slow but powerful.

[I will not be sorry or embarrassed, I am still alive and healthy, and I will live positively and vigorously in the future, smoothing out all ups and downs and setbacks, stepping on all difficulties and doubts, and becoming an outstanding Yes, lovely people.

For the old me.

For me now. 】

Two thousand sixty-four thousand minus two hundred thousand.

Coolly throwing the phone to the sofa behind her, holding the pen tightly with all her strength, Sayuri wrote down in the notebook——

Liabilities: 620 million yen.

"At this price, I will buy the rest of your life."

In the end, she leaned back on the sofa cushion to cover her astringent eyes with her arms, and Sayuri finally violated the precept not to sigh.

"Silly girl."

Chapter 7. Maiden's Weapon

Pulling open the tied garbage bag, resisting the smell and rummaging through it, Sayuri found the empty white bottle as she wished.

There is no label, and a faint bitter smell can be smelled after opening the lid. When you put your finger in and wipe out a layer of light gray, this should be the bottle where the sleeping pills were stored before, and the girl herself became the "bottle" later.

As for the current "bottle", Sayuri has miraculously excreted the medicinal ingredients out of her body after waking up.

Comparing the size of the bottle and comparing it to the size of the toilet mouth, Sayuri found scissors and cut the bottle into pieces and flushed it down the sewer.

Buying a whole bottle of Valium at one time must be an illegal way. Even if there is no evidence of consumption, you will inevitably go in and stay for a few days if you are caught. I don’t know if there are any omissions or clues left by the girl during the transaction. For safety reasons All possible evidence should be destroyed as much as possible.

It's really unfair that the girl's mistakes made her, a latecomer, worry about it, but there is no way, who called her Sayuri Fukada?

She has already decided to use the huge sum of 620 million yen to buy the girl's future life, but she is still penniless and needs to pay in installments.

Taking out another can of cold beer from the refrigerator, Sayuri once again returned to the posture of sitting cross-legged on the carpet. Since she found too many "shine points" that "surprised" her, this is the third or fourth time she repeated it This moves.

The series of numbers following the debts on the notebook looked light and light, and the paper could hardly be felt as if it was flipped back and forth by fingers, but as a former mature social animal, Sayuri knew exactly what kind of heavy burden she was going to have next.

The girl is not considered tall, and she is just over 1.6 meters tall with slender limbs. Even if the weight of a pair of white rabbits that are too well developed for her size is doubled, it is probably less than a hundred catties.

How can such a delicate girl bear such a heavy burden?

Sayuri thought she needed enough armor, turned over and tried to find a weapon.

The weapon is stored in an eight-inch blue square box. Looking at the box, Sayuri feels like she is opening a blind box. Even though she knows that there may not be anything that can surprise her in this blind box, but The record of the girl's application for a job in a number of major newspapers from the notes still made her feel hopeful.

Open the box, and the top one is a brown photo frame. In the photo, the girl is young and tender, with pink clusters of flowers pinned to her refreshing sailor suit, holding the freshly received diploma in her arms, and the cherry blossoms are all over the sky with smiles. There is no powder left. pale.

Fingers mosuo on the glass of the photo frame for a moment Sayuri took it out, together with the graduation certificate.

Then there is the photo of the high school entrance ceremony. At this time, the girl is wearing a suit and plaid skirt, but her appearance is still so immature, and then the graduation ceremony photo, graduation certificate, taken out one by one, followed by the photo taken at the university entrance ceremony .

Excuse me, Waseda, no wonder she has the confidence to apply for jobs in major newspapers, and she was able to get a scholarship in a neon famous school like Waseda. It seems that the girl is still very capable, hardworking and diligent, but the adversity from childhood to adulthood makes her too fragile Weak, without the resilience to go against the trend after losing the protection of their parents.

Next, one, two, three, three scholarship certificates in a row, and then, nothing.

Sayuri shook her head in distress, the corners of her mouth twitched in frustration.

Sayuri had a premonition when she saw the girl's job application being rejected, and when she thought about her age, sure enough, the girl didn't graduate.

What a stupid, what a silly girl, but also how pitiful.

After solving countless problems, she finally went to the highest school in Nihong, but no one could teach her when she really faced the problems of life. the current road.

The room was silent, there was a rustling sound of writing, and there was an extra line of writing on the notebook.

Education level: Graduated from high school.

It doesn't matter the process, the society only looks at the result, and the experience of entering a famous school can only be exchanged for a few unnecessary regrets in her mouth. Graduating is just studying, and there is no more added value.

Perhaps she should leave Tokyo in the future.

She graduated from a graduate school and has worked in state-owned enterprises for many years with an ordinary face. She has professional skills and is good at interpersonal communication. If she can find a suitable stepping stone, Sayuri thinks that she can easily obtain a stable job Work and pay off all your debts in three to five years.

In the neon society where academic qualifications are paramount, especially in an international metropolis like Tokyo, it is difficult to move forward without a graduation certificate. Even Sayuri today can only follow the girl's example. Pace relies on odd jobs to make ends meet.

Since it is difficult to get ahead, it is better to leave as soon as possible and develop in a relatively second-tier city to seek a wider room for advancement.

Compared with hard work, a clear life plan is even more important. Just like a girl, if she chose to continue her studies a few months ago until she graduated, her future life path will definitely be much smoother than it is now.

It's just that the girl is so stupid, she might be easily wiped out in a big company.

After all, she is so beautiful.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Sayuri's head, and half-jokingly opened up another column on the paper.

Weapons: face, European style, thighs and neon buttocks.

Beauty is an inseparable part of Sayuri. It is better to make the best use of everything than to be empty and dusty. There is no shame in entertaining people properly.

In order to save the increasingly depressed Fukada family, Sayuri decided to become an idol, niconiconi~

Puchi, Sayuri successfully teased herself, shaking her thighs and upper body from side to side, humming a ditty and writing another line in her notes.

aims:

1. Find a stable job.

2. Pay off all debts.

3. Have a savings.

After writing the third point, Sayuri's eyes gradually deepened.

She is not alone, and she is not free from worries. The reason why she can "calmly" accept this new life now is because she has spent three hours negating the countless evil thoughts that surged out of her heart.

In March in Yangchun, in her hometown where cherry blossoms do not bloom and peach blossoms bloom, she has parents who are over half a century old and their temples have turned gray. One vote buddies.

She lived there, she left traces, so I wonder if there will be a future.

Even though I have told myself countless times that I am Sayuri now, there is still an unstoppable desire growing deep in my heart, and I can no longer hold back just the little time I spent writing the girl's resume.

When she has saved enough money, she wants to go back and have a look.

If "he" is dead, then try to live in his hometown, live in an old house next door that is still vacant, quietly pay attention to his former relatives and friends, and when necessary, a cute girl from heaven will help him.

If there is another "he" in this world, then I will greet everyone with a smile, and return to Nihong without any regrets to continue my life. Be so fascinated that you will cherish it for the rest of your life, and of course it won't be cheap for "him".

Thinking about the future, those uncertain days, Sayuri's cherry pink lips opened to reveal crystal white teeth, and she smiled full of spring flowers in the empty hut that no one appreciated.

Ding dong.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Chapter 8. Beyond the Cat's Eye

Just as she was daydreaming about the days to come, the doorbell rang suddenly, and Sayuri was slightly dazed.

It's not that there is only one person left on the earth. The fantastic and somewhat creepy super-expansion of knocking on the door outside the house. Even if the girl is down and out, she still has her own social circle. It should not be too surprising for someone to visit.

It's just that when the knock on the door sounded, her own terrible delusion about the pig-headed president entering the house and jumping at her immediately flashed back in her mind, and Sayuri still thought for a moment whether she should hide a kitchen knife in her cuff in the kitchen.

But soon she gave up on this tempting proposal. The suspender nightdress she was wearing had no sleeves to help her hide a kitchen knife in it.

So Sayuri quickly got up and picked up a white sweater hanging on the hanger in the living room, grabbed a pocket fruit knife from the lower shelf of the glass coffee table on the second floor, put it in her pocket, and walked lightly towards the door of the apartment, holding her hands tightly in her pockets.

It is necessary to be defensive. As I said before, she is different from girls. Although she has a soft body and a soft voice, she is neither innocent nor weak.