Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

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22』Yi』San (V) Jiu Liu V 鏾貳】?The Story of Transcendence·Stars and Us: Chapter 747 Why are you here too?

Dreamless sleep is only possible after taking medication. For people living in nightmares and completely unable to fall asleep normally, this medication may be more like an addictive substance that can lead to severe dependence.

Xiangzi thought she was being very restrained, only taking sleeping pills on weekends or when she really couldn't hold on any longer. But every time she woke up from sleep, she had a strong feeling of "I wish every day could be like this." This time was no different. Waking up from a dreamless sleep, before she even opened her eyes, she was already longing for the next time.

"Ugh."

However, my back felt hard, my lower back ached, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

Her eyelids twitched a few times before she slowly opened them.

No wonder my back aches and hurts when I'm lying on a park bench.

How did I get here? Xiangzi closed his eyes again and thought carefully for a moment.

It seemed to be around midnight when I went out and wandered aimlessly for a while. When I finally arrived at the park, I felt sleepy, so...

Thankfully, there's no design here to prevent homeless people from getting out of the house, otherwise we probably wouldn't even be able to lie down.

Xiangzi pursed his lips and sat up from the bench, noticing a thin blanket covering him. Who had put this on him? Xiangzi held the blanket and looked at it for a long time.

"Senior, you're awake."

Just then, a familiar voice rang out from not far away. Xiangzi looked up and saw Akemi Homura walking over with a sandwich and a hot drink.

Once the two were close enough, Flame reached out and tossed the sandwich and drink over.

Xiangzi hurriedly caught the sandwich.

"I'm not hungry—" Xiangzi began.

Gollum—

"..." Several black lines appeared on Xiangzi's forehead.

"I bought this especially for you." Yan pushed up his glasses and sat down next to her. "I went to your house last night and found no one there. When I came back this morning, Senior Chu Hua said you had gone out, so I looked around the neighborhood and found you lying here."

"Then this newspaper..."

"It was the auntie who lives in the back who saw you all alone and felt sorry for you, so she brought you a blanket to cover you up." Yan turned around and looked into the depths of the woods in the small park.

Xiangzi followed Yan's gaze and looked back, discovering that there were many tents faintly visible deep in the woods.

Is it a gathering place for homeless people?

Xiangzi looked at the blanket in his hands and felt a warm feeling well up in his heart.

During my most desperate period, I was once taken in by these homeless people for a night. I was so poor at that time that I couldn't even afford a cubicle in an internet cafe, so I could only spend the night at the bus stop pretending to be someone waiting for the bus.

Now their standard of living has returned to what it used to be, but these people haven't changed at all.

Even when some people are homeless, they remain so innocent? Perhaps it's fair to call them innocent; they hold onto the purest thoughts and do what they can, just like...

"If we have the chance, we should repay them a little," Flame said, resting her chin on her hand.

Her voice interrupted Xiangzi's thoughts at just the right moment, pulling her away from her memories before she could delve deeper. Although seeing Yan meant she couldn't escape the topic, she figured she should try to remember as little as possible.

"Hmm." Xiangzi nodded, keeping the matter in mind. "You came to Reed Plain, is it still about that matter?"

"I will not give up." Flame's eyes sharpened. "Senior, the memories you possess are a crucial strategic resource, so I will absolutely not abandon you."

All the memories of the 7,776 Toyokawa Shokos are now concentrated on the person in front of her. She must know something about the lamp, as well as information related to the Flower of Creation and the Flower of Destruction.

“The supercausal entity hasn’t shown itself yet, so it might not even exist in this world.” Xiangzi sighed. “Perhaps this isn’t the timeline you’re talking about.”

“You’re still clinging to this wishful thinking.” Flame frowned. “A supercausal relationship will emerge, falling into a new world in a completely new form.”

"How can you be so sure?" Xiangzi turned his head. "How do you know the future will definitely develop that way? Have you also repeatedly experienced the same inescapable convergence of world lines countless times in the future?"

"...No." Flame shook her head. "My mind only contains memories left by my future self."

Moreover, these memories are incomplete, lacking detail and leaving many gaps. Therefore, Flame doesn't actually know what she should do.

“We don’t have the ability to travel through time anymore,” Xiangzi said, standing up. “Let’s enjoy this new world. At least here we don’t have to worry about turning into witches anymore, right?”

"You say that every time."

“You’ve come to see me so many times, and every time it’s the same topic.” Xiangzi shook his head. “The same topic can only lead to the same result.”

She took a bite of her sandwich, reached into her pocket with one hand, unzipped her coin purse, took out two 500-yen coins, and tossed them to Homura.

"Thank you for breakfast."

"Where are you going?" Flame caught the coin and looked up.

"Go to the firm. I have my own things to do," Xiangzi said indifferently. "Don't look for me anymore; it's useless."

She turned around and slowly walked towards the station in the distance.

"How did you become like this?" Flame's voice sounded from behind. "You don't care about anything, you want to run away from everything. What do you think Senior Touka would think if he saw you like this? There aren't many people who still retain the memories of the old world. Everyone used to rely on you as their backbone. Don't you think this is disappointing to everyone?"

"......"

Xiangzi stopped, turned his head, and glared at Yan. Yan gasped when she saw those eyes. But in an instant, Xiangzi looked away and returned his gaze to the road ahead.

Do you want to make me angry?

"I'm the one who's angry."

"Provocation won't work on me," Xiangzi said. "I will live the way I want to live, which is Deng's wish, and I have not let her down."

"Is your so-called way of life living like a walking corpse?"

"I told you, reverse psychology won't work on me."

Xiangzi shook his head at Yan with his back to him, and continued walking towards the station. Just then, a suitable train stopped at the station.

"The car is leaving, goodbye," Xiangzi said.

"..." Yan frowned, watching Xiangzi walk further and further away.

Xiangzi boarded the bus and sat in a window seat. As the bus moved, their eyes met once again.

She saw Yan say something to her.

Judging from the lip movements, it seems to be...

"I will solve it in my own way."

My own way?

Xiangzi snorted coldly and put Yan out of his mind.

She took out her phone, opened the Line account of the Stuff group she had talked with until late the night before, and sent a message.

Let's continue with what we didn't finish discussing yesterday.

The Tale of Transcendence: Stars and Us: Chapter 748 The White-Haired, Red-Eyed Girl

First, take a bus to the nearest tram stop, then transfer to a tram to the office building where we were supposed to be off work today. The outermost glass door of the office was also locked, but Xiangzi had locked it before she left last night, so she naturally had the key.

She opened the windows to let in some fresh air; the weather wasn't cold enough to require turning on the heating. Xiangzi paced around the rather deserted office, holding a tablet computer displaying her study materials. She kept the tablet there as an emergency measure; she hadn't taken anything with her when she left today, and it came in handy.

"You can't let yourself be idle for even a second."

A familiar voice came from behind.

Xiangzi turned his head and looked at the owner of the voice.

"Meow Dream." Xiangzi blinked. "When did you arrive?"

"Earlier than you."

"Door lock..."

"I didn't need to unlock the door to get in." Miaomeng yawned and stretched like a cat. "I just wanted to see what you would do to pass the time after you arrived early, so I sneaked in."

"It's not good to abuse the abilities of magical girls."

"Well."

Miao Meng shrugged, adopting an attitude of seriously learning from her mistake and never repeating it next time. Her eyes swept over Xiangzi up and down a few times, finally settling on his face.

"Did you take a nap?" Miaomeng asked.

"I rested for a while before coming."

"That's rare," Miaomeng said. "I thought your insomnia was incurable."

"He took medicine."

"That's okay."

"Regarding your proposal, I spoke to you yesterday—"

"—Are we starting to talk about work so early? Ms. Staff hasn't arrived yet."

"Let me tell you about the changes we agreed on yesterday, so you won't lose your temper and let others see it."

"cut."

"I'm serious, so don't throw a tantrum later."

“Hey, I’m telling you.” Miao Meng’s expression turned a little strange.

"Ok?"

"You really..."

"Really? What?"

"Good morning... You've already arrived? I thought I was already early."

The staff member's voice came from the direction of the door. Miao Meng shook her head, saying it was nothing, thus killing the conversation before it could even begin. Xiangzi turned her head and looked towards the office entrance.

"Since you're already here, let's talk about work."

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"Then I'll be going now." Ms. Staff packed her things, stood at the door, and said goodbye to Xiangzi and Miaomeng.

"You've worked hard today." Xiangzi waved to her. "I'll pay you overtime."

"What about my overtime pay?" After the staff left, Miaomeng asked sourly, pointing at herself.

"You don't." Xiangzi rolled his eyes. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to work this overtime."

"You're the producer, everything has to go through your hands. Shouldn't you bear the main responsibility for not noticing the problem before?"

"So I didn't get overtime pay either."

"Sigh." Miaomeng sighed.

"Alright, let's pack up and go get some lunch." Xiangzi glanced at the clock. "It's already one o'clock."

She put the board back in the locker and walked out of the office. Standing outside the office, looking at Miaomeng who was still inside, Xiangzi tilted her head.

"Aren't you leaving? I'm going to lock the door now. You'll have to climb out yourself later."

"Didn't you say not to abuse your abilities?" Miao Meng raised an eyebrow.

"You know that, so hurry up."

"Yes, yes, yes." Miao Meng stretched and slowly walked out of the office.

Just as Xiangzi was locking the door, Miaomeng suddenly spoke up:

"Hey, Xiangzi, how long do you want me to keep playing house with you?"

These were the words she wanted to say but didn't.

Xiangzi stopped locking the door abruptly, turned his head to look at Miaomeng, his face dark with rage.

What is playing house?

“Probably…” Miao Meng leaned against the wall, arms crossed, eyes half-raised, “It’s what I’m doing right now.”

You know perfectly well that I'll get angry.

"But I've been holding this in for a long time, and it makes me feel uncomfortable too."

"Did Chu Hua say something to you?"

"Chu Hua? What could she possibly have to say to me?"