Create MYGO second creation, but make them cry

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"I'm sorry, I smell like a vixen." Da Ruoye Mu, who was not far away, subconsciously sniffed herself. There was no vixen smell at all, but rather the scent of a boy on her.

"Huh, what are you talking about?" Banami asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No, let me do it. This child seems angry with me because I couldn't sleep with her yesterday." With that, Ruoye Mu walked over and picked up Xiangzi.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Xiang," she said sincerely to the little girl in her arms.

But Xiangzi just gave a cold snort; she seemed more like she was being difficult than angry.

Because this is a landscape of the mind, and because she knows that resolving Wakaba Mutsumi's inner conflict most likely requires understanding Hachiman's love, she understands that it's difficult to accept immediately. But ultimately, it's because she pushed Mutsumi away in reality, leading to her despair towards reality...

Rather than being angry with the two of them, Xiangzi is now more likely to be sulking on his own.

"Could she be hungry?" Banami asked, puzzled.

"Ah, Xiaoxiang, do you want to drink milk?" Ruoye Mu asked.

"Hmph." Xiangzi just hummed softly, without saying a word.

The baby is very angry, and I can't soothe him/her!

Ruo Yemu couldn't help but laugh, then habitually unbuttoned his shirt and let Xiangzi's head rest against it.

Although he was angry, Xiao Xiang's body language betrayed him.

It's not just about not eating it for free; you need to eat it before you have the energy to get angry.

But Banai suddenly exclaimed "Ah!"

Xiangzi was somewhat puzzled.

As a result, Wakaba Mutsu seemed to remember something a beat too late, and also let out an "Ah".

What's going on with these two? After sleeping together for one night without telling me, they're already communicating using secret codes?

Xiangzi ate with smacking noises, the angrier he got, the harder he ate.

However, something is strange. Why does it seem like Xiao Mu's inventory is not enough today?

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Xi Mu's Wedding (Seeking revenge at the end of the month)

With the help of the maid, Hanami put on a hakama skirt similar to a wide-legged trousers and tied it with a sash. It wasn't that he wanted the maid to see his bare legs, but Hanami really couldn't wear it, and besides, Yoruhachi really didn't care about such a small thing.

If it were Xiao Xiang, he might even be jealous.

Then, the slightly blushing maid helped the tall boy put on a black haori, with the Wakaba family crest printed on the back.

Finally, the maid handed Hachimi a white fan, which was then draped over the groom's haori hakama, a traditional Japanese wedding garment.

"Mr. Hanami, you look so composed and handsome in this outfit. Miss Wakaba will definitely like it very much."

As a result, Banami gently tapped her head with her fan and said, "Even if you praise me like this, it won't make your young lady give you a raise."

The lovely maid stuck out her tongue gently.

As expected, clothes make the man. He looked much more mature in the mirror. However, it was also because he had a large frame and was quite tall in Japan, so he could carry off both suits and traditional clothing very well.

Guided by the maid, Hanami stepped out of the shrine's changing room, her wooden clogs clattering along the traditional cobblestone path.

Today is the day of his and Ruoye Mutsu's highly anticipated wedding.

As a family with a long history in the entertainment industry, the Wakaba family went to great lengths for their wedding, holding a traditional Japanese ceremony, which is why Hanami wore this haori.

However, this was the first time in his life that he had worn something like a skirt, and his lower body felt cool, which felt a bit strange.

When Hanami stepped off the floor of the shrine wedding venue, countless people were already waiting there.

Whether it's reporters, distant relatives of the Ruoye family, or various aristocratic families that are on good terms with the Ruoye family.

However, almost all of this was handled by Ruoye Mutsu, and he knew almost nothing about her. Therefore, in his eyes there was only one person, and that was the mature woman in a pure white kimono who was now waiting in front of the altar.

The moment the two people, though far apart, saw each other, it was as if a single glance could last a lifetime.

Then, the two exchanged knowing smiles; it had only been a quarter of an hour since they last met, yet it felt like three autumns had passed.

If you were to ask Hanami what kind of feelings he has, he would probably answer.

This is love, fucking.

He finally realized one thing: this journey, which had no end in sight, was not only a process of winning over Wakaba Mutsu, but also a process of gradually understanding everything about Wakaba Mutsu and unknowingly falling in love with her.

This is a girl with no emotions, no feelings, and no personality, who keeps all her intense emotions hidden in her heart.

Hanami strode confidently to the woman in the white kimono and couldn't help but laugh: "You look really good in that outfit."

"You look very handsome in this outfit too."

Two shameless people are praising each other in front of all the guests, and not in a whisper.

Many guests couldn't help but smile knowingly at the sight of the happy couple.

The priest then said, "Silence, the bond-forming ceremony is about to begin."

Da Ruoye couldn't help but blush and whispered, "It's all your fault, you got scolded."

"But seeing how beautiful you are, how could I resist..." What a passionate and illicit affair.

The priest, with his aged and stern face, coughed lightly and glared at the bride and groom.

This made the two of them feel like a student couple in a classroom who were being warned by the teacher for whispering during class.

Finally, when the venue quieted down, just as the old priest was about to explain the bond-forming ceremony to everyone, the cry of a baby girl resounded throughout the venue.

"Ah, Miss Ruoye, Miss Xiaoxiang, she..." the maid said somewhat flusteredly.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the baby girl adopted by Wakaba Mutsu. Although she had a daughter right after getting married, it didn't seem strange to the unconventional Wakaba Mutsu, since the groom didn't seem to have any objections.

If Ye Mu takes the initiative to step down from the altar, then takes Xiangzi from the little maid.

"Xiao Xiang, what's wrong?" Ruo Ye Mu asked softly.

"Waaaaaah (You're asking me what's wrong? You've already had your wedding with my fiancé and you're still asking me what's wrong!)" Xiangzi couldn't help but yell and scream.

But Ye Mu still smiled and said, "I know, Xiao Xiang also wants to have a wedding together, right?"

Hearing the woman say that, Xiangzi was dumbfounded. As a result, Ruoye Mu really carried Xiaoxiang back to the original position.

Then she said to the priest, "I'll hold my wedding while holding my daughter, is that alright, Your Excellency?"

The priest's lips twitched. He thought to himself, "No, but what can I do? Your surname is Ruoye."

The old priest could only nod stiffly.

"That's wonderful, Xiaoxiang, we can have our wedding together now," Ruoye Mu said softly.

Xiangzi was stunned. What did he mean by "holding a wedding together"? Wasn't this just making him watch you hold your wedding?

I'm breaking off our friendship, Ruoye Muku. You've gone too far.

However, the old priest could not sense the little girl's resentment at all, and instead began to explain the so-called "bond ceremony".

"I will hand a glass of wine to you, Mr. Banami, in a moment. You will drink three sips and then hand it to Ms. Wakaba, who will also drink three sips."

This process repeats three times, and three times three equals nine, signifying that your destinies are now intertwined—this is the bond forged through wine, carrying the meaning of sharing joys and sorrows.

This is probably what vows in Western weddings mean, and I find it quite interesting.

Xiao Xiang: What a load of rubbish! I'll skip any wedding that's not my type.

As a result, when the priest handed the first cup of wine to Banami, he drank three sips. Next, he should have handed the cup to Wakaba Mutsu, but the next moment, he drank the wine in the cup, then went directly to the bride's lips, pressed them tightly together, and then used his mouth to transfer the wine to her.

Ruo Yemu was somewhat surprised, but her eyes widened slightly, and a deeper smile appeared at the corners of her eyes.

"Wait..." The old priest was furious at the two's improper behavior.

When the two were sharing wine, a drop of wine accidentally fell onto Xiangzi's forehead, who was in Ruoye Mutsu's arms, and she felt as if the veins on her forehead were about to burst.

The guests present immediately started to cheer, and the solemn and sacred wedding venue instantly became noisy.

After the wine was poured, Banami released the other's lips and said with a smile, "I think this is more like a marriage ceremony."

Ruoye Mu, blushing, gently wiped Xiaoxiang's forehead and said, "Guomei, Xiangzi, I really didn't mean to."

"Wa ...

Then, with a soft smile, Wakaba Mutsu said to Hachimi, "Look, Sho looks very happy too."

“She’s sending you her blessings too,” Banami said happily.

"Wow! (What a load of rubbish! What a load of rubbish!)"

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Even in Ruins, Flowers Sprout

As night deepened, after the banquet ended, the newlyweds secretly slipped away and returned to the shrine where they had held their marriage ceremony.

Perhaps because Wakaba Mutsu had given prior instructions, the area had been cleared out early, leaving only Yu Mutsu and the other person there.

"Where's the surprise you mentioned?" Banami asked curiously, looking at the pitch-black surroundings.

Ruoye Mu looked at the other person calmly, and then said softly, "Xiaoxi, give me your fan."

Despite some doubt, Banami still handed the fan she was holding as an ornament to Wakaba Mutsu.

The woman, still dressed in white kimono, slowly took a few steps back, fan in hand. She gently raised her head, her eyes as bright as the stars in the sky. With such eyes, Banami absolutely could not believe that Wakaba Mutsu's heart was an empty shell.

Even if she were truly an empty shell, Banami would still forcefully fill her up.

"Next comes the final step of the marriage ceremony, a Kagura dance performed by the bride for her husband, praying that the gods will bless him and make his journey smooth."

Banami let out a soft "Ah".

In fact, what Banami was always confused about, or rather, what she was torn between, was something she had experienced with the delinquent girl before: separation.

Despite having successfully won over the other party, in order to find the real Wakaba Mutsu, Hachiman had no choice but to move forward, which meant that he had to temporarily abandon the Wakaba Mutsu in front of him.

Now, he and Ōwaka Mutsu are married, and even though they both know they will eventually separate, Hachimi still can't bring herself to say it.

After all, the two had only just gotten married.

However, Ruoye Mu was so considerate that she chose to personally see him off on his wedding day.

Wearing a plain white wedding dress, under the flowing moonlight, Ruoye Mu stood quietly like a goddess, just like the first snow reflecting on pine branches.

She unfurled the gleaming white fan in her hand, her eyes lowered and moving slowly, making one think she was the goddess of the Luo River dancing on the water.

The graceful dance reminded Banami that Wakaba Mutsumi had once studied ballet. Even though she was now dancing Kagura, her every smile and gesture under the moonlight was still mesmerizing.

Time itself seemed to thin out at this moment, condensing into the moonlight shadow of her trousers brushing against the floor.

Every now and then, Banami's eyes met hers, and at that moment, her eyes seemed to speak volumes.

"After the hatred and anger disappeared, I became an empty shell. My only obsession was to know whether I was the same kind of person as my mother and Minami."

"Therefore, I sincerely hope that I can adopt a daughter and also want to have my own wedding."

"I want to experience everything my mother went through."

"Now, I can finally rest easy. Having adopted Xiao Xiang, I couldn't bear to see that child cry. I wanted to marry you, but little by little, I've fallen in love with your gentleness."

"I am ultimately different from Minami Mori."

"I am very content and very happy right now."

Finally, like a goddess, Wakaba Mutsu stopped in front of Hachimi, and as if by accident, she slid to the ground. Hachimi instinctively put her arm around her waist and picked Wakaba Mutsu up.

"Husband."

Finally, under Ruoye Mu's dreamy eyes, her crimson lips poured out her heartfelt love.

Under the watchful gaze of the gods and bathed in moonlight, the shadows of the two gradually intertwined.

***

Even though Banami deliberately stayed a little longer after the wedding, the farewell would eventually come.

At the entrance of the tram station, Owaka Mutsu, who was gently pushing the stroller, suddenly stopped. She said, "I won't go in with you. Unlike that child, if I can't help but cry and tug at you, it would really damage the image of the big sister I've always cultivated."

At this moment, Wakaba Mutsumi had braided her light green hair into a long plait, which fell down to her chest. Combined with the way she was pushing the stroller, she looked exactly like a radiant young woman who had just given birth.

Madam, your hairstyle is dangerous.

"Well then, I'm leaving."

Banami pursed her lips gently. Even though she knew that this farewell was temporary, and that whether it was the delinquent girl or the old Wakaba Mutsu in front of her, as long as Wakaba Mutsu could be awakened, they would eventually meet again, Banami still felt down and sad.

"Have a safe trip, honey~" Wakaba Mutsu said in a soft voice.

Shoko Toyokawa, inside the stroller, couldn't help but roll her eyes.