Nyamu's Big, Bouncy Chest

"It's only natural that the lamp is cute." Shiina Riki's expression softened a little.

Although Lixi lost to Sakiko's Mujica, the sense of accomplishment from performing on a big stage actually made Rikki very happy.

"Where did Riki and Sakiko go now?" Shiina Riki asked Nagasaki Sose.

I haven't seen anyone since the live show ended yesterday.

Nagasaki Sose sighed, "She went to Osaka. I wanted to go too..."

"Isn't Osaka the hometown of Nyanko-sensei?" A veteran fan, Aine, immediately made the connection.

"Living in Osaka is really nice..." Riki remarked.

Osaka is also a major city with many scenic spots, and the people here are not as indifferent as those in Tokyo.

"I live in Osaka, okay?" Meow Dream said irritably. "And why did everyone follow us here?!"

"Of course it's for tourism. After the live performance, we need to relax, and we just happened to be in Osaka," Riki said.

Miao Meng was unusually sullen. She had originally planned to sneak home and resolve the matter, but she didn't expect to be caught by Riki.

Heaven have mercy, she must have been so shocked when she saw Riki and the others on the train.

"I don't need your help with this," Miaomeng couldn't help but say.

"I'm here for tourism, why don't you believe me?" Riki frowned.

You little brat, you really think I'm that eager to help you, don't you?

"Yes, we're just here on a trip," Sakiko said with a smile.

Helpless, Miaomeng had no choice but to book the same hotel as Riki and the others. She realized that Chu Hua and the others were indeed there for tourism, and only Riki and Sakiko noticed that she seemed preoccupied.

"Then Sakiko and I will go sightseeing. You guys can follow us later," Toyokawa Sakiko said to Riki with a smile.

Miaomeng watched Sakiko's retreating figure. "Won't Sakiko be jealous if you're with me?"

The greatness of Sakiko is beyond your imagination.

"He asked me to help you," Riki shrugged.

Miao Meng was a little touched, then rubbed her head helplessly and looked up at Riki, saying, "Since that's what you think, then come with me."

"Is it about your mother?" Riki asked.

Is it that mean mother is here again, demanding money?

"Well, not really..." Miaomeng sighed, "A week ago, she was in a car accident and died."

It seems so!

Riki thought to herself, but didn't say it aloud, otherwise it would be impolite to Miao Meng.

"Good riddance," Miaomeng sighed.

No, why did you say that yourself?!

"The funeral is over, a simple cremation was done." Miao Meng shrugged. "Now it's my turn to have a problem. My mother left behind a small shop, the place where I grew up. I don't want to give it up no matter what, but my mother borrowed a lot of money from online lending platforms. If I want to inherit the property, I have to inherit the debt as well."

"So..." Riki asked.

The two arrived at the entrance of a small Japanese shop. Miaomeng opened the door, and the shop was completely empty, having been emptied of all its contents.

"I spent all my savings, paying off the debt with 8.5 million yen. I'm penniless now, with only the cosmetics and clothes I left at your house, and this worthless little shop."

Miao Meng shrugged, looked at Riki, and laughed, "I'm bankrupt, meow."

You're really enjoying saying that.

Chapter 257 Meow Dream White Rabbit Bounces Again and Again

The moon shone with a cool light at night, and a creaking sound came from the park.

"Riki, please sit back a little, otherwise I won't be able to get up here."

Is that so?

"OK OK!"

Riki was shocked to hear the devastating news: Miao Meng had gone completely bankrupt, turning from a wealthy young woman into a penniless, ordinary girl.

Not only that, Miaomeng's only remaining contact, her mother, has also passed away.

Then Riki and Miao Meng are playing on the seesaw.

Riki felt a sense of absurdity and drama similar to that of Silver Fried Noodles and Kaguya-sama: A Photographer's Tale.

Damn it, is the BanG Dream! universe some kind of crossover anime/manga world?

I already know all the girls my buddy likes, so I don't need to add any more.

Unless Mai-senpai exists in that world.

Although absurd, it was indeed reality. He had just heard Miaomeng say that she had gone bankrupt and was thinking about how best to comfort her when he heard her think for a moment and ask, "Riki, do you want to play on the seesaw? There are some in the park across from my shop."

Although Riki hadn't experienced the pain of losing a loved one, she worried that Miao Meng was forcing a smile and thought she was trying to change the subject for her own sake, so she said, "No need, we..."

"Really not playing?"

"I'm not playing." Riki shook his head; he wanted to comfort Miao Meng first.

"But that seesaw is really long, it's twenty meters long," Miao Meng said seriously after thinking for a moment.

It's longer than a damn Kunba.

Now I have no choice but to play.

So the two went to the park and sat on the seesaw.

"This seesaw is barely twenty meters long, even ten meters would be a challenge," Riki sighed.

He genuinely believed that such a long spectacle deserved a proper appreciation, but he was tricked by Miaomeng.

It was just an ordinary seesaw in the park; no one had played on it in a long time, and Riki's bottom was covered in dust.

"I always thought it was that long when I was little," Miaomeng laughed.

Riki looked at Miao Meng, continuing to think of words to comfort her.

May the departed rest in peace.

No, you mean let the cat rest in peace?

Let me think about what other comforting words I could say.

On the bright side, at least you, Miaomeng, have escaped the shadow of your family of origin, and your mother won't bother you anymore.

That sounds a bit like a hellish joke.

Making a truly morbid joke to a friend crossed Riki's moral line; she simply couldn't bring herself to say it.

"Crunch, crunch."

Riki subconsciously stepped on the ground and pushed off, the two of them sitting on opposite ends of the seesaw, going up and down, the only sound in the quiet, deserted park being the creaking of the seesaw.

"I didn't really feel anything after my mother passed away," Miao Meng suddenly said.

Riki: "Huh?"

Wouldn't that make you invincible when surfing the internet?

Even the most aggressive words can't make you angry.

This seems like a truly absurd joke.

Sorry.

Miao Meng looked at Riki and smiled, "You've been thinking about how to comfort me since just now, right? Riki is so easy to understand, and you're so gentle, you'd definitely think that way. But you don't need to comfort me, okay? After my mother passed away, I thought about it, and it seems like I don't have many memories of being with her."

Who said I was going to comfort you?

The narcissistic cat dreams of falling down.

I only have a little bit of comforting thought for you, nothing more.

"The most familiar stranger?" Riki asked.

"You could say that... There was always arguing at home when I was little, and it was the same after my parents divorced. My mother would either scold me or come to me for money, but... I was a junior high school student back then, where would I get money? I didn't even have money for food, so I had to run errands for my classmates and do their homework to earn some pocket money."

Miaomeng winked playfully. "The Chinese homework pays the most because it involves writing the most characters, and similarly, the math homework pays the least, as it only requires writing equations."

You've gained valuable experience.

Looking back, it seems incredibly easy for me to embezzle five yuan when I was a kid just by helping my mom buy a bottle of vinegar.

Riki repented.

No wonder the Toyokawa Family Japanese zaibatsu, lives such a peaceful life; it turns out that Meow Dream is carrying the burden for them.

"At the time, I thought things would get better when I grew up," Miao Meng couldn't help but sigh.

"You get used to it when you grow up," Riki said abruptly.

Suffering will always relentlessly flow towards the place with the least resistance.

"Haha, that's true." Miao Meng laughed, "Even in high school and college, Mom still acts the same way. It's so annoying. She's a woman who has no affection for her daughter at all."

Riki listened quietly.

Miao Meng said, "But just now I suddenly remembered that it was probably when I was in kindergarten. My mother, unusually, didn't argue with my father and took the initiative to ask me if I wanted to go to the park. I nodded, so she took me to play on the seesaw. She sat in your seat. That day was the only time I felt her gentle side as a mother."

The creaking sounds from the park gradually stopped.

Miao Meng lowered her head, crystal tears dripping from her eyes and shattering on the seesaw. She choked back sobs and said, "She was such a terrible mother, but even after she passed away, I can still think of her gentle side. I'm such a pathetic person."

Was her mother a good mother?

Of course not.

But at least for a moment, that can leave an indelible impression on a child's heart.

So this miser spent all her money to pay off her debts and kept the little house from her memories.

For someone as pragmatic as her, this was arguably the worst possible deal.

After learning of her mother's death, Meow Dream didn't feel anything until she didn't receive any harassing text messages from her mother while practicing in Mujica, which made her think, 'Oh, she's gone now.'

But now she suddenly understood that a woman who had given birth to her had completely disappeared from this world, and grief surged over her like a tidal wave.

Even if things are terrible, she still has a home.

Now, that home is gone.

She has no home anymore.

Realizing this, countless feelings of loneliness and solitude enveloped her, besieging her already unbreakable heart, easily tearing down her defenses and piercing out the blood from the depths of her soul.

Tears fell to the ground as if they were free.

"I'm sorry Riki, I just couldn't help myself..."

Miao Meng looked up and found that there was no one on the other end of the seesaw; she was all alone in the park.

That's true, Riki doesn't need to listen to so much of what I have to say.

This is my own business.

My relationship with Mujica is a contractual one, based on financial considerations.

Her relationship with Riki was merely a business partnership.

Even so, Miaomeng still felt a sense of regret.

If only... my relationship with Riki wasn't just about money.

I probably do have some feelings for Riki.

But I didn't have a chance to say it.

That's a bit of a shame.

As Miao Meng was thinking, she suddenly felt a warmth on her cheek. Turning her head, she saw Riki holding a piece of oden she had bought from a vending machine close to her face.

Besides...