Head-down simulator!

The pleasant dinner came to an end.

Everyone was heading home—back to their own families.

“Xuanxuan, thank you so much.
If it weren’t for you, we’d have had to cancel today’s shoot.”

Dong Qian forced the words out, suppressing her humiliation.

Lin Yuxuan had stolen her beloved Senior Rin and publicly humiliated her—
yet as president of C-Society, Dong Qian couldn’t be petty.
She had to thank her.

She didn’t resent Xuanxuan—
it was all the pink-haired girl’s fault!
If she hadn’t ghosted them, Dong Qian wouldn’t have been forced to swallow her pride and thank Xuanxuan!
She’d been personally insulted…

Stupid pink-haired girl! This is all your fault!
I’ll remember this grudge!

“No problem! It was nothing.
We’re in the same club, after all.
If you need help in the future, just let me know.”

“Mm-hmm.”
Dong Qian nodded, but she had no intention of asking again.
Today had been humiliating enough.
She didn’t want to become a “self-greening woman.”

“Xuanxuan, let Auntie drive you home.
It’s late—taxis aren’t safe.”

Mu Xia gracefully approached and said.

“Okay.”

Lin Yuxuan could have called a ride,
but the memory of summoning a serial killer in the simulator still haunted her.
Instinctively, she agreed.

Soon, Mu Yue finished packing the tent,
even cleaning up the trash before leaving.

“Qian Qian, we’re off.”

“Mm, I’ll go with Rin. My mom’s picking us up later.”

Rin: I don’t want to go with this violent woman!
I want to ride with the white-haired goddess!

But survival instinct kept her silent.

Lin Yuxuan climbed into Mu Xia’s pink car.

She didn’t know much about cars,
but the scissor doors and sleek design…
this was clearly a luxury vehicle.

The car smelled expensive—rich, high-end perfume.
The interior was full of girlish charm:
pink-blue trims, a cute little rabbit plush hanging from the rearview mirror.
Was this Mu Xia’s taste?

Fluffy little toys… so adorable~

Lin Yuxuan realized—since becoming a girl,
she’d developed a strong love for cute things.

Mu Yue sat beside her in the backseat.

After closing the trunk, she got in.

“Xuanxuan, earlier with Rin… we were just playing. Don’t take it seriously~”

Mu Yue gently explained,
terrified of leaving a bad impression.

Rin: I object! That wasn’t “playing”!
You two female tyrannosaurs nearly killed me!

But no one listened.

“It’s fine, Xiao Yue~ I know you were just joking.”
Lin Yuxuan didn’t mind at all.
Mu Yue’s occasional temper tantrums were cute—
like a fluffed-up kitten! So fun!

“Xiao Yue… chan…?
Isn’t that… too cute… waaah…”

Mu Yue blushed, covering her mouth and turning away.
Her small lips made soft, incoherent whimpers.

Lin Yuxuan thought shy Mu Yue was even cuter!
She couldn’t resist—she reached over and ruffled Mu Yue’s hair,
making her squeak and hide her face.

Mu Xia, driving, secretly glanced back at the girls cuddling.

I’m so jealous… I want to snuggle with a white-haired cutie too!
Waaah… but I’m too old…

Hmm… I wonder if the little white-haired girl would like an older woman like me…

The auntie’s mind began to wander.

Soon, she was already fantasizing about giving Mu Yue a little sister…

“Bye~ See you tomorrow~”

“Mm-hmm, see you tomorrow~”

Lin Yuxuan arrived home.

“Here, another box of pudding.”

Mu Yue handed her another milk pudding.

“You have another one?”

“Mm-hmm. This one’s only for you—don’t give it to anyone else.”

Mu Yue blushed slightly at the memory.

But… now that she thought about it,
her words sounded kind of possessive…

Would Xuanxuan think that was weird?

Her heart fluttered with anxiety.

Lin Yuxuan, however, instantly understood Mu Yue’s feelings.

“Mm-hmm, I won’t give it to anyone~
This is my Xiao Yue’s special gift.”

With a warm hand, Lin Yuxuan gently caught Mu Yue’s anxious heart—
never letting her love fall to the ground.

Because she knew—this pudding was Mu Yue’s own portion.
She hadn’t eaten it herself,
seeing that Xuanxuan hadn’t gotten much earlier,
so she’d saved it for her.

Watching the car’s purple taillights fade,
Lin Yuxuan felt the beauty of youth for the first time.

Being quietly cared for… it felt so good.
Getting driven home… Xiao Mu Yue was so sweet…

Even though she was tiny, her heart was so motherly.

Lying in bed, recalling the day,
Lin Yuxuan smiled to herself.

Isn’t this life better than being a test-taking machine,
brutally competing with peers?

Right—still have tasks to finish.
Can’t sleep yet.

First, edit the video Mu Yue filmed today.

Thankfully, the simulator had given her the “Video Editing” skill—
incredibly useful.
The moment she saw footage,
her mind automatically planned the cuts and transitions.

Editing was just executing the pre-designed plan—
barely any mental effort.

“Done!”

She sent it to Mu Yue.

“Xuanxuan, you finished so fast?!”

Mu Yue had just finished cleaning up
when she saw the edited video arrive.

She watched it—
and her eyes widened.

Xuanxuan’s editing was professional?!

No way! Does she have a side job?!

“Xuanxuan, this is amazing!
How did you think to edit it like this?!”

“Hehe, I just watch a lot of Bilibili videos.
I’ve learned what people like.”

“Sugoi!”

Mu Yue quickly wrote the video description and uploaded it.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuxuan prepared to start a new simulation.

She hadn’t played in days, after all.

The simulator’s skills were real,
and helped her daily life so much.
Sometimes, a skill was more valuable than money.

[Available Simulation Targets: Mu Yue, Tang Yawen, Toomo Ayame (Rin), Mu Xia]
[Available Simulation Attempts: 7]

“Huh?! Why is this simulator so cringe?!
Why is Mu Yue’s mom even on the list?!”

[System: All individuals meeting the simulation criteria appear on the list.]

“Ugh… this is too much…
If I did this, I’d feel guilty toward Mu Yue…”

“As for Aunt Mu Xia…
I’ll save her for later.
Let’s try Senior Rin this time.”

She’d never simulated Rin before—
time to give it a shot.

It wouldn’t affect reality—
even if she went too far in the simulator,
she wouldn’t get doxxed in real life!

Simulator—activate!

[Selected Simulation Target: Toomo Ayame (Rin)]
[Challenge Mode automatically enabled]
[Challenge Mode: Activated]
[Drawing this session’s game rules…]
[Game Rule: Zeus’s Golden Apple]

[Zeus’s Golden Apple:
In the early game, you must locate the “Golden Apple.”
You must then give it to the one you love to complete the simulation.
The apple cannot be divided—only one person can be chosen as the recipient.
Victory is achieved only when the simulation target personally consumes the apple.]

[Simulation Start]

[You were born into a wealthy family.
But tragically, in elementary school, your mother stabbed your father to death with a watermelon knife after discovering his affair.]

[You became an orphan.
Now, you no longer fear online attacks about your parents—
you have none. You have no weaknesses.]

Lin Yuxuan: ?

Why does that seemingly normal sentence sound like an insult when the simulator says it?

[You inherited some wealth,
but you understood—you were alone.
You had no one. You could only rely on yourself.]

[You studied hard.
Your grades in elementary and middle school were excellent.
You weren’t the smartest, but you were the hardest-working.]

[Finally, you entered a key high school with the third-highest score in your school.]

“Still no Golden Apple yet?”

[But in high school, you realized—
some people can’t be beaten by effort alone.]

[Your brain isn’t sharp—because all your nutrients went to your massive, flowing melons.
Your past grades were earned by sweat and tears.
Middle school knowledge wasn’t deep, so you managed.
But against truly smart and hardworking people, you were exposed.]

[Your grades might’ve been decent in a regular school,
but in a key school, they were nowhere near competitive.]

[You became the class’s bottom dweller.]

“Ugh… I knew this body was a bit wooden-headed.
In my old school, I’d have been crushed by now.”

[With poor grades and poor social skills, you grew even more isolated.]

[But you had one advantage:
you inherited your mother’s singing talent (Singing Level 2).]

[In your free time, you’d sing alone.
Where would you secretly practice?]

[a, on the playground]
[b, the girls’ bathroom]
[c, an empty classroom]
[d, the principal’s office]

“Ugh… all these options are lethal…”

“I’ll pick c. At least that one’s normal.”

[You selected option c.]

[You found an unlocked, abandoned classroom.
From now on, you practiced singing there every day.]

[You discovered you had real musical talent.
So you decided…]

[a, music is too easy—quit]
[b, learn singing, dancing, rapping, and basketball,
join a talent show, become a viral idol]
[c, learn more instruments to accompany yourself,
aim to become a band’s lead vocalist]

“This one’s probably better—c.
Last time, I was a band’s lead singer.
Familiar territory.
And b… I really don’t want to end up in the ghost-rap meme zone…”

[You selected option c.]