【Do you feel you’re living up to your parents?】
“I’m not.”
【……】
【Then, the days ahead without anyone to accompany you must be lonely, right?】
“When I’m bored, I play games; if nothing else, I chat in groups. When my credit’s good, I buy seven demon tribe dolls—each just over a thousand yuan. I cycle through them daily without repeating.”
【What if you run out of money in the future?】
“I’ll find some deserted place and go away. Anyway, when I’m old and immobile, living will just be suffering.”
【666, no options available, that’s for sure.】
“Hehe, as long as I’m a complete waste, I’m invincible~”
Lying on the bed, Su Moli ignored the system’s tempting prompts, only wanting to hug her soft, fragrant pillow and roll around on the cozy big bed.
She had already calculated that the apartment she bought for over two million yuan, after living in it for five years, would still sell for at least a million yuan after depreciation.
And the interest from a million plus yuan is: Fixed Deposit
One year term: annual interest rate about 1.45% to 2.25%, daily interest approximately: 1,000,000 × 1.45% ÷ 365 = 39.73 yuan up to 1,000,000 × 2.25% ÷ 365 ≈ 61.64 yuan.
Monthly interest is therefore 39.73 × 30 = 1,191.9 yuan up to 61.64 × 30 = 1,849.2 yuan.
This money is more than enough for Su Moli to live comfortably in the Rural Area until old age.
So, since she already had everything, why bother trying so hard?
【What if I told you that this girl has been trapped in extreme negative emotions, with no one to confide in, no comfort, no understanding, and finally her mental defenses completely collapse, and she plans to commit suicide by purple sand?】
At the system’s gloomy warning, Su Moli, who had been happily rolling on the bed, suddenly froze, then put away her smile, puffed out her cheeks in annoyance, and glared at the system.
“Are you trying to guilt-trip me?”
【I’m only following the galgame god’s orders, working hard to help the host find a partner, and save countless girls in this world crushed by mortgage loans, car loans, and bride prices, taking them all home.】
“Bullshit galgame god. I think it just likes watching dark, twisted yuri fans fangirling over mutual teasing.”
Though she kept ranting at the system, Su Moli obediently got out of bed and began tidying herself up to go out and save someone.
It wasn’t because she was a great person; it was just that nine years of compulsory education had made her a slightly moral ordinary person.
For people far away and unseen, if they die, so be it.
But for those close by, if there was even a slight chance to save them, she felt compelled to try, or else she would feel guilty thinking back years later.
“By the way…how do you wear this?”
Looking into the mirror, Su Moli held a bra in her hands, clueless about how to put it on, completely at a loss on how to fasten it.
It felt so uncomfortable and tight compared to the loose-fitting boys’ clothes she used to wear.
【You’ve played so many galgames, and you don’t know how to wear a bra?】
“I only know how to unbutton, thank you.”
【666, so what are you going to do? The first hurdle to rescuing a beautiful girl is not even knowing how to wear a bra?】
“Then I won’t wear one.”
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Since she didn’t know how, she tossed it onto the bed with disdain, randomly grabbed a loose white T-shirt and black casual pants from the wardrobe, tied her long hair with a rubber band, straightened the hem, and looked at herself in the mirror.
In the mirror stood a girl with delicate features, fair skin, and a tall, slender figure, especially her shapely thighs full of curves.
But perhaps because her soul was originally male, her pretty face now carried a touch of coldness and silence.
Her long brows were sharper, giving her a very androgynous aura.
“Not bad~”
Su Moli was very satisfied with her reflection.
No wonder she was modeled as a transmigrant; if she couldn’t find materials online in the future, she could just use her own beautiful selfies or short videos.
Late at night, the bustling city streets had long quieted down.
Only a few pedestrians wandered along the road, stores were closed, and only street lamps remained lit.
“As expected, if I want to find a runaway girl like in the novels, I have to get out. Staying cooped up in a small bedroom won’t attract any beautiful girls.”
Breathing in the outside air mixed with dust, cooking fumes, barbecue smoke, and rotting garbage, Su Moli frowned and sighed.
She still preferred the comfort of her own bedroom.
In the Urban Park, a girl sat slumped on a bench, leftover barbecue and cola beside her.
Expressionless, she swiped her phone with her right thumb quickly, videos lingering only five or six seconds before refreshing to the next.
Her eyes were hollow, as if going through the motions.
“Why? Why (.””).) am I so sad now (–”
Meng Siyu sat paralyzed on the bench, smiling bitterly and self-mockingly.
She couldn’t understand why the cola tasted good, the barbecue was delicious, and scrolling her phone was fun, but she just couldn’t feel happy.
She asked herself this question, knowing the answer but unwilling to face it.
She understood that as a low-performing student, she would definitely fail to enter university.
After graduating high school, she would have to either work or attend a vocational college, but tuition alone would be over ten thousand yuan a year, something her family could never afford.
Moreover, she still had to marry a husband.
Nowadays, online bride prices ran into hundreds of thousands, and houses cost over a million.
After graduating, she might earn only four to five thousand yuan a month, and even working her whole life, she’d never be able to afford it.
Not to mention she had a younger sister who would also have to marry and have children someday.
Just thinking about it made Meng Siyu feel suffocated and want to die.
She wanted to confide in someone, but as a woman, if she cried to someone, she’d appear weak.
“Really, if I weren’t here, would my parents be better off? Wouldn’t they have to work so hard?”
Meng Siyu thought desperately, as if only by hurting herself could her heart feel a little relief, allowing the suffocating heaviness in her chest to beat freely once more.
【The girl is in despair, crushed by harsh reality, and it seems her only way out is to go purple sand.】
【Given the situation, what do you plan to do?】
【Use your skilled galgame romance techniques to resolve this crisis.】
“She’s not showing three option boxes above her head, so I can’t operate.”
Faced with the system’s prompt, Su Moli shrugged helplessly.
Asking a 30-year-old virgin with zero romantic experience to comfort a girl was just too hard.
【Then try based on your galgame experience.】
“Yellow Oil Experience?”
【Uh… better not.】
【Then what about all those runaway girl storylines you’ve seen?】
“This is a matriarchal world.”
【They’re still female, though.】
【If you don’t try, how will you know?】
“Uh…fine~~ though I still think calling the police would be easier.”
Listening to the system’s impatient nagging, Su Moli had no choice but to sigh, straighten her posture, purse her lips, and walk over with determination.
“?”
Meng Siyu looked at the approaching girl with suspicion but thought she was just passing by, not paying much attention until the girl sat down beside her.
Then she gave a wary glance.
“Who are you? What do you want?”
As a woman, Meng Siyu couldn’t understand why this stranger would sit next to her.
Did she want to pick a fight?
“Don’t be nervous. I’m just a passerby.”
Seeing Meng Siyu’s hostility, Su Moli felt helpless.
As a woman (or man), no one would comfort her, so everyone approaching carried ulterior motives.
This habit had become almost instinctual.
“If you don’t need anything, I’ll be going.”
Meng Siyu instinctively tried to distance herself, but as she stood, Su Moli grabbed her wrist.
“I think you’re facing some difficulties? Actually, I’m having some too. Why don’t we find a place to talk? We can rent a room, especially since it looks like it’s going to rain.”
“If you’re in trouble, I have money and can help.”
Su Moli said earnestly, trying to sound gentle and caring.
She pulled 800 yuan from her pocket—since the system rewarded her 1,000, she could still keep 200 as a rebate.
“Ah ∑(ÒAÒ|||// You’re a copper (?!) Let go of me!”
Hearing Su Moli’s gentle tone and seeing the money, Meng Siyu trembled violently, overwhelmed by disgust and fear.
She screamed and yanked her wrist free, fleeing desperately.
“??? ”
Watching the girl flee like a startled bird, Su Moli froze awkwardly, her mind blank, unable to process what had just happened.
【Congratulations, host, mission accomplished. The girl mistook you for a copper, immediately gave up on purple sand thoughts, and ran away.】
【Reward: 1,000 yuan. Please check.】
“Damn! I gotta run too! What if she calls the cops and I get fined 100,000 yuan?”
Thinking this, Su Moli ignored the system’s reward and immediately ran off in another direction.