Sincerity Is Always the Ultimate Weapon

Miao Meng's eyes twitched; she was furious. "I'm a great beauty! Big breasts, a big butt, and a waist as thin as an A4 sheet of paper! Do you really look down on me that much?"

I have my dignity too. If you don't want to listen, then forget it!

As Miao Meng was thinking, she suddenly heard a gasp from someone not far away. She saw Riki also look up, his eyes gleaming.

No, it's a meteor shower in the night sky.

Miao Meng looked up at the dazzling meteor shower in the night sky, completely captivated by the beautiful scenery.

Riki realized that with such a beautiful view, she should definitely invite her girlfriends to enjoy it together. Maybe she could take advantage of Sakiko's good mood and have a threesome with Chu Hua.

Go back to the hotel immediately!

But as soon as he took a step, he felt a weight on him. Miao Meng pounced on his back, her two incredibly long legs wrapped around his waist. She exuded an unexpectedly fresh and elegant fragrance. She excitedly patted Riki's shoulder. "Quick, quick, let's go to that ancient building up ahead to film a video! Coming today was definitely the right decision. I can't run in these high heels, so I can only rely on you. I guarantee this video will go viral!"

"No, I'm going to find my girlfriends!" Riki shook her head firmly and strode towards the hotel.

Miao Meng panicked, pressing Riki's head down with both hands and directing it towards the meteor shower, using his head as a steering wheel.

"We'll go back as soon as we're done filming. Let's go find a good spot to film first!" Miaomeng said quickly. "This is about my money!"

"Your money isn't as important as my girlfriend!"

Miao Meng was furious. She couldn't run away in her high heels, and without Riki as her mount, she couldn't go anywhere. Little did she know there would be a meteor shower today.

"Please, please, just this once!" Meow Dream pleaded.

Riki refused.

Miao Meng pursed her lips and whispered, "Please, when my parents got divorced, our family made a promise to watch the meteor shower, but we never saw one."

Riki stopped walking and looked at the cat on her back, asking, "You're not lying to me?"

"If I lied to you, I'd never make a fortune in my entire life!" Miaomeng quickly swore.

Riki believed it to be true.

This was the most vicious curse she could have imagined.

Riki was at a loss. He only responded to his mother's gentle persuasion and firmness; he was more responsive to gentle persuasion from others. Now, hearing what Miao Meng said, he was completely helpless.

Riki grabbed Miao Meng's thigh and lifted it up slightly. Miao Meng's legs were shapely and long, more fleshy than Aine's, the kind of legs of a beautiful young girl. "Hold on tight, let's run over."

Miao Meng blinked and smiled, hugging Riki tightly and laughing, "Go!"

Chapter 230 Sincerity is always the ultimate weapon

Riki was being ridden like a horse by Miao Meng, her waist and hips pressed tightly against Riki, constantly patting his shoulders and urging Riki to speed up.

Uncle, no... Riki, speed up!

Riki jogged along the stone-paved road, flanked by quaint Kyoto buildings and bright red lanterns, making it feel like stepping back into Heian-kyo Heian period. Many tourists around the roadside were also looking up at the meteor shower, occasionally watching a meteor streak across the sky and exclaiming in amazement as if they had an invisible banana stuffed in their mouths.

Riki was running, but Miao Meng had already pulled out her phone from his back, swung the selfie stick from her waist like a swordsman, and excitedly made a peace sign next to her beautiful face, saying, "Family, it's raining a meteor shower in Kyoto that's a sight to behold once in ten thousand years!"

"Why don't you say this meteor shower is the aftershock of the meteorite that killed the dinosaurs?" Riki asked.

"That's true, then I'll change my tune." Miao Meng quickly said. There are as many beautiful girls in Japan as there are loaches in a field, so it wouldn't be a problem for her to say that they are once in ten thousand years.

If that bastard Miaomeng were to become a journalist, she would definitely be the most heartless kind.

Riki was speechless. She ran to the fork in the street ahead, lifted Miao Meng's leg, and asked, "Which way?"

Miao Meng hesitated for a moment and said, "The side with fewer people should be the right one."

Riki listened to her and ran over, but they were getting further and further away from the ancient building that Miao Meng wanted as a backdrop. She hurriedly called for a stop, but she knew she wouldn't make it back in time if she ran back now. So she jumped off Riki and took out her phone to take pictures of the meteor shower.

Even if you just casually made up a story about a meteor shower that happens every ten thousand years, it still lacks a bit of hype. Miao Meng, being a fan of trending topics, turned her head and saw Riki next to her. She immediately put her arms around his neck, pressed her face close to his, and smiled at the camera, saying, "The great composer Riki and I happened to witness a meteor shower while admiring the beautiful scenery of Kyoto. This is probably God's reward for the two of us who are moved by the beauty of nature..."

It's not like I'm having an epiphany, you're bothering me by taking a selfie with your phone?

Riki glanced at her sideways. Having been used as a tool by Miao Meng for so long, and having run a kilometer from the hotel to here, she asked with some skepticism, "Is it true that your parents are divorced?"

If it's fake, he'll change the sheet music for "Nyan Dream" to make it look like the real drumbeats that require four hands to play, like the original Sukuna.

Miaomeng, hands on hips, angrily declared, "Of course it's true! I swore a solemn oath!"

Riki thought about it and realized it was true. Although Miao Meng prioritized traffic, she always spoke her mind. When she joined Mujica, she directly asked for money and traffic, and she never lied.

She was too honest.

Ahead was a stream, probably the upper reaches of the stream Riki had seen before. It was four or five meters wide, with a gentle flow and a soft sound. There was also a neatly maintained riverbed. Riki sat down and watched Miao Meng take a selfie with her phone, looking at the meteor shower in the sky. She was all smiles and talking non-stop.

I shouldn't be here; I should be in the hotel.

Aine should be here.

As Riki was thinking, he noticed someone squeezed in next to him, almost touching him. A faint fragrance wafted over. Miao Meng rubbed her slightly cold arms and said to Riki with a grin, "I forgot to bring my coat. Can I borrow one, Riki?"

"My dad often teaches me to do things myself," Riki said.

"My dad didn't teach me," Miao Meng looked pitifully at Riki. "I don't have a dad."

Damn it...

Riki choked on her food; sincerity is always the ultimate weapon.

These words broke Riki's defenses. Seeing Miao Meng's smug smile, Miao Meng took off her coat and covered her with it.

"Sakiko bought this for me, don't get it dirty," Riki reminded him.

"Designer brand." Miao Meng tightened her still-warm coat and raised an eyebrow.

"She acted first and asked for permission later, buying herself ordinary clothes but this one for me," Riki said, looking at Miao Meng's face as she gazed up at the meteor shower, hesitant to speak.

Was what Meow Dream said just now true?

Miao Meng suddenly turned her head and looked at Riki with a grin. "Are you wondering if what I just said was true or false?"

Can you hear my thoughts too?

"Riki and I are the same age, you don't need to treat me like you treat Sakiko-chan and the others, I'm an adult." Miao Meng laughed, resting her chin on her hands, and said, "My dad disappeared after his divorce, he probably found a new family."

"What about Mom?" Riki asked.

"They started asking me for money after I graduated from junior high school. Working at the convenience store every day is really hard. My senior colleague had a bad temper because he couldn't pass the civil service exam and liked to nitpick. The store manager always found excuses to deduct my wages for damaged goods," Miao Meng sighed.

So you had this kind of experience.

He's similar to my son, Sakiko.

"Riki, look how pitiful I am. Can you support my videos more in the future? How about we create a CP (couple pairing)?" Miao Meng turned her head and looked at Riki with shining eyes, her face full of excitement. "Actually, I am also a pure and lovely girl like Sakiko, with a strong heart and full of dignity. But saying this to you now actually makes my dignity quite hurt."

Miao Meng covered her ample chest, wearing a pained expression as if her pride had been shattered, but her eyes gleamed mischievously as she looked at Riki.

I didn't see your self-esteem falter at all; I only saw you becoming more courageous in the face of adversity.

Miao dreamt that Riki was speechless after being teased by her, so she could only shrug and look up at the meteor shower in the sky. The semi-permanent smile on her face gradually disappeared, and she looked at the meteor shower with a calm expression, her eyes filled with unreadable thoughts.

Riki suddenly wondered, "Where is Miaomeng's mother now?"

"Ring ring--"

Miao Meng's phone rang. She took it out, paused for a moment looking at the name on the screen, then smiled and answered, "Moshi Moshi..."

Riki heard a shrill, angry voice from a middle-aged woman coming through her phone. "Where's the money?"

"Sorry, Mom, the signal is bad. What are you saying?" Miaomeng tilted her head and asked.

"I paid for your primary and middle school tuition, and now that you're in college, have you forgotten how I raised you?" The middle-aged woman's voice grew increasingly angry.

"Mom, when I was halfway through junior high, I had to borrow money from the grandma next door to pay my tuition myself," Miaomeng said.

"Shut up! I have a share of the money you earn. You've made a lot of money making videos since high school, right? Half of that money is mine. You're my daughter, so I have a share of your money too. I have a share of all the money you've earned in your life!" the middle-aged woman said angrily.

Riki squinted. He was getting angry, but he didn't know the whole story, so it wasn't a good time to interrupt.

He looked up and saw that Miaomeng wasn't angry at all; her face was still as beautiful as ever. She smiled and said, "A lifetime is too long. Can't you be a little more accommodating?"

She can still laugh?

Riki was genuinely surprised.

The middle-aged woman on the other end of the phone had started swearing, her tone becoming increasingly offensive, but Miaomeng kept smiling, as if she had no other expression.

Riki grew increasingly furious as he listened. He understood clearly that Miao Meng's mother had been exploiting her ever since high school, using her scholarship money to buy designer clothes to flaunt with other women, and taking skiing trips and photoshoots in Nagoya to maintain her middle-class lifestyle. Miao Meng had worked hard and even got into university, but after starting university, she stopped giving her mother money. That's why Miao Meng's mother was so enraged that she called.

Like Sakiko, no... even worse off than Sakiko!

She doesn't play any musical instruments and doesn't have connections in a large family, so she learns from online celebrities to make videos.

At least if Sakiko really can't hold on any longer, the Toyokawa Family won't lack food for just one person.

But Miaomeng has no such way out; the poor never have room for trial and error.

Miao Meng listened to her biological mother's insults with a smile, then suddenly realized her phone had been taken away. Turning around, she saw Riki holding the phone and softly saying, "Shut up."

Miao Meng was stunned; it was the first time she had ever seen Riki with such a cold expression.

The first time I saw Riki, she looked angry.

The middle-aged woman opposite was also startled by Riki's sudden voice, but quickly retorted sharply, "Who are you?"

Am I just a Kamen Rider passing by with a strong sense of justice?

How should Riki respond if the other party says it's none of her business?

In the war of keyboard warriors, you must always occupy the moral high ground, otherwise your opponent will specifically target your weaknesses.

Talking to a middle-aged Little fairy like this is even more so. These middle-aged women have minds as greedy and insatiable as young women, but they also have twenty years more of life experience. They can suddenly berate a young person until they are speechless.

Unfortunately, Riki is not that kind of person.

"I'm Miaomeng... Ruomai's boyfriend, what's wrong with you?" Riki lied without batting an eye, instead questioning him.

"You're her boyfriend? What does that have to do with me? She still has to give me money!" The middle-aged woman paused for a moment, then said angrily.

Riki said, "I'm a professional gigolo, I rely on her to support me. What does it have to do with me? I lie at home every day and rely on Ruomai to make videos to support me. If I go to support you, then who will support me?"

The middle-aged woman was furious at Riki's shameless words. "You parasite!"

Oh my god, the bug is yelling to catch the bug!

Riki once again witnessed the diversity of humanity. He directly confronted the other party, emphasizing his own proud attitude of "I'm a kept man!"

The person on the other end of the line was so angry that her mouth twisted in disbelief. Riki wanted to press her advantage, but Miao Meng snatched the phone from her hand. She smiled softly at the phone and said, "Mom, today is your birthday. Happy birthday! The thought is enough. I won't give you the money. Goodbye."

Miao Meng hung up the phone, turned her head and blinked at Riki: "You really want to be my gigolo?"

"I'm just talking nonsense. If I'm going to be anyone, I'll be Sakiko's gigolo," Riki said. Looking at Miao Meng's calm and smiling face, he couldn't help but ask, "How can you still smile?"

Does she only know how to smile?

Riki was scolded by her mother at kindergarten, and her young heart couldn't take it. That night, she lay in bed crying and thinking about her new life after running away from home—she kept thinking until she got hungry and started eating.

Just think about it; who would actually run away from home?

Does the food no longer need to be flaunted?

But Miaomeng was different. She was genuinely attacked by her own mother, but she still had a smile on her face, as if she hadn't been affected at all.

"Are you going to cry instead of laugh?" Miao Meng said with her hands behind her back.

"Shouldn't you cry?" Riki said.

Miao Meng paused for a moment, then looked at the sky and said softly, "I'm holding it in."

She turned and walked up to Riki, pressing her smooth hands against Riki's cheeks. Looking at Riki, she smiled happily and said, "I usually keep it to myself, but I'm so happy today. I didn't expect Riki to speak up for me like this. Wow... this feels so good!"

Miao Meng stretched, looking very comfortable.

She turned to look at Riki and smiled, "Thank you, boyfriend."

"Wait, I'm not your boyfriend." Riki rejected the term.

Miao Meng was shocked. "Didn't what you just said prove that you agreed to create a CP (couple pairing) with me?"

"I didn't agree to that; I just wanted to have a legitimate reason to scold your mother." Riki crossed her arms.

Miaomeng is obsessed with online traffic again; her mood changes incredibly quickly. Just ignore her.

Miao Meng watched Riki still wore a smile. When Riki couldn't see her, the smile slowly disappeared, revealing a gentle expression.

"Oh right, we were so busy filming the video that we forgot to take photos. Let's film another video together!" Miao Meng suddenly put her arm around Riki's neck and laughed.

"Why film this? It won't get any views," Riki struggled.