Endgame

Lin Yuxuan felt a creeping sense of dread.

Who knew what kind of cruel twist this cursed simulator had in store now…

[You blocked all the fans who tried to warn you.
Money was your only concern now.
You didn’t care about their well-meaning advice one bit.]

[In the end, you finally crashed and burned on this influencer path.]

“Well… I kinda saw that coming…”

Yuxuan sighed with bitter acceptance.

[The “Xiong’s Slimming Tonic” you were promoting turned out to be a *massive* scandal.
Its ingredients were outright dangerous—containing toxic substances banned by law, including first-degree carcinogens and addictive compounds.
The weight-loss effect? Just side effects from poisoning your body.
This so-called miracle supplement was nothing more than a scam!]

[You tried contacting the pharmaceutical agent you worked with, but found yourself already blocked by the account labeled “Old Mongol Herbalist.”
Panic set in. You reported it, but the entire factory had vanished overnight—no trace left behind.]

[The incident exploded online. Thousands of victims came forward.
You faced millions in compensation claims. As the top-selling influencer for this shady brand, you became the most hated name on the internet.]

[Threats flooded in—calls, messages, even physical letters.
You couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t eat. The pressure of public backlash was unbearable.
If you couldn’t pay up, you might end up behind bars.]

“Eh?! This serious?!”

Even reading this in the simulation made Lin Yuxuan break into a cold sweat.

[You pulled out ¥200,000 from your recent earnings—but still owed over a million.】

[In this desperate moment, Tang Yawen stepped in with her life savings.
She gave everything she had—¥30,000.
Still, ¥700,000 remained unpaid.]

[Then, at the final hour, Mu Yue took responsibility.
She handed you ¥700,000 without hesitation.
With her help, you barely survived the disaster.]

[After this, you saw things differently.
You understood something deeper.]

[Most importantly—you realized there were two girls who loved you unconditionally.
They would give everything for you.
Though you suffered greatly, you were, in truth, incredibly lucky.]

[You picked yourself back up.
You started earning again—with your own strength.
You vowed to repay both Mu Yue and Tang Yawen.
You couldn’t betray the two girls who cared for you the most.]

[Your original all-ages manga, *Death Game*, became an instant hit.
Within just one month, sales soared past ¥200,000.
For the first time, you felt real peace in the money you earned.
(Tang Yawen’s affection toward you increased significantly.)]

[Lately, though, Mu Yue had been unusually busy.
You barely saw her anymore.
Her cooking, once your daily comfort, had become a distant memory.
You missed it terribly.]

[Another year passed. Spring Festival arrived.
You celebrated the new year with Tang Yawen—both of you full of joy.
She had grown so much since you met. No longer hiding behind you constantly, she was slowly opening up to the world.
You even brought her along to visit neighbors during New Year greetings. Though she still hid behind you sometimes, you could feel her growing stronger.]

[You invited Mu Yue over for dinner too,
but she said she had no time.
So once again, the three of you failed to reunite for the holiday.]

[New Year passed. School resumed.
But the first day back was no ordinary day—it was Valentine’s Day.]

[Inside your desk, countless gifts waited:
stuffed bears, chocolates, greeting cards, candies, and other sweet surprises.]

[As the famous white-haired beauty of the school, secret admirers were everywhere—boys and girls alike.
In fact, female admirers outnumbered males slightly… quite the unusual sight.]

[Among them, you found chocolates from both Wenwen and Mu Yue.]

[Tang Yawen’s gift was a classic Ferrero-style luxury box.
Mu Yue’s was different—handmade, carefully packed in a beautiful tin with no label.
Clearly, she had poured her heart into it.]

[Looking at the two gifts, you felt torn.]

[The meaning behind each present needed no explanation.
Both girls loved you. Deeply.]

[For you, a graduating student facing the future, this was now a painful decision.]

[You had already agreed with Tang Yawen to apply to the same art college together.
But Mu Yue had chosen a business management school instead.
Which meant you had to pick one.
Choosing one meant losing the other forever.]

[Attention: This is the final stage of the game.
Your upcoming choice will determine the ultimate ending.
Once decided, there will be no opportunity to reload or change paths.
Please choose wisely.]

“Huh?! It’s going to delete my save file after this? That harsh?! I better think this through…”

A.
Apply to the art college with Tang Yawen

B.
Follow Mu Yue into a business major

“I…”

Yuxuan wanted to make a choice—but memories kept flooding back.

Though the simulator was just text-based, it transferred every emotion directly into her mind.
Each feeling—each vivid experience—wrapped around her like colorful threads, binding her into a cocoon of indecision.
The tighter she struggled, the tighter the silk held her.

She knew these characters weren’t real.
Yet the feelings they stirred in her were genuine, deep, and warm.

After a long silence, she decided to shift strategies.
Let logic take the wheel where emotions failed.

“I promised Tang Yawen first. I should honor that.
Besides, this run was always about Wenwen.
I have to prioritize her.
Maybe next time, I can simulate Mu Yue’s route.”

[You chose Option A]

[Out of respect for your promise and the natural progression of your bond with Tang Yawen, you decided to pursue art college together.]

[You ate the chocolate from Tang Yawen.
You didn’t touch the handmade hazelnut chocolate from Mu Yue.]

[You decided to explain everything face-to-face.
You had already committed your heart to Tang Yawen.
There was no room for another love.]

[You found Mu Yue chatting with Dong Qian in the anime club room.
You called her aside for a private talk.]

[You returned her chocolate tin.
You told her your decision clearly.
Then, you handed her a stack of greeting cards as a farewell gift.]

[Mu Yue smiled bravely when she heard your words.
She accepted the items with a bright smile.
That radiant expression lit up the room like a sunbeam.
But you knew her too well.
That wasn’t happiness—that was forced cheerfulness.
You saw her knuckles whiten as she gripped the chocolate tin tightly.]

[Your heart shattered as you walked away quickly, unable to bear the pain any longer.
You feared if you stayed, you’d start crying.
Or worse—you’d change your mind at the last second.
You didn’t dare look back.]

[When you got home, your clothes were soaked with sweat.]

[Tang Yawen, gentle and caring like a wife, helped you undress and threw your clothes into the washer.
She prepared hot water for your bath and went to cook dinner for you.]

[She never asked who you had visited earlier.
She already knew.
She only cared about how you were feeling now—whether you needed a warm hug.]

[From this day onward, you and Tang Yawen officially became a couple.]