Create MYGO second creation, but make them cry

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Hatsune's body froze instantly, a tingling sensation spreading from her fingertips, along her arms, throughout her body, making her feel weak all over.

She resisted the urge to pull her hand away, sitting motionless as he manipulated her fingers at will.

Seeing the anger gradually fade from his eyes, she suddenly felt that her embarrassment and shyness were all worthwhile.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of their even breathing. After some time, Toyokawa Yu's grip on her fingers gradually loosened, and her breathing became much more even. The anxiety that had been lingering around her had actually dissipated by most of it.

Hatsune looked down at his still furrowed brows, and a bold idea popped into her head. Her voice was as soft as a feather: "Um... Xiaoxi, would you like to hear a fairy tale?"

When the name "Xiao Xi" came out, Hatsune herself was taken aback. Perhaps, a long, long time ago, she didn't want to call her Young Master Toyokawa, but rather... "Xiao Xi," just like how Mizuho-neechan called her.

She had only said the name unintentionally, which made her panic. She quickly tried to correct herself, but then she saw Toyokawa Yu biting her finger and rolling her eyes at her with disgust. She didn't say anything or stop her.

Hatsune was delighted by this tacit approval, and her tone became more excited: "Then... then I'll tell you the story of Little Red Riding Hood, okay?" She cleared her throat and began to tell the story softly.

Her storytelling skills were clumsy; she lacked vivid tone and nuanced setup, and occasionally forgot her lines, pausing for a while before remembering what to say next.

But she spoke very seriously, with focused eyes and a gentle voice, like a spring breeze that gently caressed people's hearts.

Fengchuan Xi lay on her lap, sucking on her finger, listening to her intermittent narration, the disdain in her eyes gradually fading.

He didn't listen carefully to the story; his attention was entirely focused on the warmth of her knees, the touch of her fingertips, and the faint scent emanating from her.

He closed his eyes slightly, no longer glaring at her, and his brows gradually relaxed.

The force that had been biting her fingertips completely disappeared, leaving only the warm tip of his tongue occasionally brushing against her unconsciously, carrying a hint of languid dependence.

The dark clouds outside the window gradually dispersed, and a sliver of sunlight peeked through the gap in the curtains, falling on Toyokawa Yu's face.

His sleeping face lost its usual gloom and indifference, appearing exceptionally gentle, with long eyelashes casting faint shadows under his eyelids, like a child who had let down all his guard.

Hatsune wasn't sure if the other person was asleep, but she gently stroked the other person's hair with her fingers and whispered, "Sleep well, Xiaoxi."

Upon hearing this, the sleeping boy seemed to recall his mother, and he turned his head slightly to lie down in Hatsune's arms.

Looking at him like this, the girl felt a strange, inexplicable flutter in her heart.

"I will stay with you until Miss Xiangzi returns."

She said softly to herself.

Chapter Seventeen: The Kiss

The setting sun shone through the carved windows of the corridor, casting dappled light and shadow on the polished floor.

Hatsune was wiping the pillars with a rag when she heard the hushed whispers of three maids not far away, their voices filled with relief.

"Have you noticed that Young Master Fengchuan's mood has improved a lot these past two days? He was so depressed before that it was hard to breathe. I bet it was because Miss Xiangzi called to comfort him."

"In the entire Toyokawa family, only Miss Xiangzi can persuade the young master. A few days ago, when he got angry, my legs went weak with fear, and I was even thinking of quitting my job."

"I don't even dare to think about resigning. Just looking at the young master's cold face makes me unable to finish my sentence."

Hatsune paused, her hand holding the rag pausing. A gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, and a hint of pride lingered in her eyes.

She lowered her eyes slightly, thinking to herself: You're all wrong. Xiaoxi's mood improved not because of Miss Xiangzi's phone call, but because of my company these past few days.

This sense of accomplishment, which cannot be shared with others, is like a cool mint candy, slowly melting in my heart.

The time they spent together these past few evenings allowed her to gradually understand Feng Chuanxi's temperament and realize that her presence could truly soothe his anxiety.

Even though she was playing the role of Mizuho's older sister, and even though he was still sarcastic.

"Miss Hatsune, we're leaving now. See you tomorrow." Three maids, dressed in casual clothes and carrying bags, came to the entrance and said goodbye to her in a lighthearted tone.

The Toyokawa family has a rule that, except in special circumstances, servants cannot stay overnight. Only Hatsune Miku, due to her special status, is allowed to stay in the servants' quarters.

"Take care on your journey." Hatsune waved with a smile, watching their figures disappear outside the gate before turning around and closing the heavy wooden door.

The entryway fell silent instantly, with only her own breathing remaining, but her heart suddenly began to beat faster uncontrollably.

She tidied up her tools and walked briskly toward Mizuho's room.

Pushing open the door, rows of exquisite clothes hung in the wardrobe, most of them elegant and dignified styles, each exuding the gentle temperament of a wealthy young lady.

Hatsune's fingertips gently brushed against the fabric, and the image of the other person's gentle appearance involuntarily appeared in her mind.

She wanted a different style today, and after browsing through the wardrobe for a long time, she finally chose an orange blossom patterned kimono. The fabric was soft silk, embroidered with delicate bellflower patterns, and the color scheme was elegant yet lively.

Hatsune carefully changed into her kimono, and it took her some effort to tie the sash before she finally got it right.

She then styled her long hair in front of the mirror, inserted a simple jade hairpin, and finally picked up the lip rouge she had prepared beforehand, gently applying it to her lips. The vermilion color of her lips made her skin appear even whiter.

The girl in the mirror is wearing a kimono that doesn't belong to her, with a mature hairstyle. Her eyebrows and eyes exude a natural gentleness, yet she cannot hide the naivety and excitement in her eyes.

Like a young girl about to go on a date, she was filled with trepidation and anticipation, but she knew in her heart that the person she was going to meet was not her lover; she was to play the role of the boy's deceased mother.

Even knowing all this, my heart still couldn't help but pound.

Hatsune took a deep breath, stepped lightly into the master bedroom in her wooden clogs, and the clogs made a soft "tap-tap" sound as they collided with the floor, which was particularly clear in the quiet mansion.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door. Before anyone could respond, she gently pushed the door open, relying on the tacit understanding they had developed over the past few days.

As soon as I poked my head in, I was met with an angry voice: "Too slow!"

Fengchuan Yu stood in the center of the bedroom, wearing loose loungewear, her face still cold and aloof, her brows furrowed, looking like she wasn't in a good mood.

However, Hatsune could sense that the other person was getting impatient waiting for her.

"Sorry, I hadn't finished finishing up in the entryway, which took a little longer." Hatsune quickly lowered her head, her tone full of apology.

"Fool!" Feng Chuanxi stepped forward, tapped her forehead, and said sternly, "Let others do those chores during the day. You should think clearly about your role and know what your most important task is!"

Hatsune's heart skipped a beat. She looked up, a faint pleading look in her eyes, tinged with a hint of uncertainty: "Then...am I a maid, or..."

Or is it your aunt?

The second half of her sentence stuck in her throat; she didn't dare say it aloud, but her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

She secretly hoped for a different answer.

But Toyokawa Yu just scoffed, her eyes filled with mockery, and her tone was sarcastic: "You're not even as good as a maid, you're just my toy."

Hatsune Miku responded with an "Oh".

Although she felt a sense of disappointment, she wasn't too upset—she had long expected that hearing kind words from him was a pipe dream.

Looking at her downcast and dejected appearance, Feng Chuanxi felt a strange sense of irritation and even a strange feeling of "anger at her lack of ambition".

But the next second, his gaze was drawn to her kimono, and his eyes paused slightly.

The orange-patterned kimono accentuated her slender figure, and her long, updo revealed her graceful neck. The gentle look in her eyes bore a striking resemblance to her mother's appearance when wearing a kimono.

"H-how is it?" Hatsune was a little nervous under his gaze, and subconsciously gripped the hem of her kimono, asking in a low voice.

“It’s far worse than when Mother wore it.” Toyokawa Yu turned her head away, deliberately putting on a cold look, but her tone had lost its previous anger.

"So, there's still some resemblance, right?" Hatsune noticed the softening in his tone and chuckled softly, her eyes instantly sparkling with laughter, like they were filled with starlight.

Toyokawa Yu did not refute further.

Hatsune took the initiative to step forward and take his hand—her hand was warm and soft, holding his slightly cool fingertips, just like her mother had once held his hand when he was young.

She pulled him to the sofa, gently pressed him down to sit, and then sat down herself, letting his head rest on her lap.

The kimono's fabric is soft and comfortable, with a faint fragrance.

Hatsune raised her hand, her fingertips gently landing on his temples, slowly massaging them with a soft yet skillful motion.

These past few nights, she's been keeping him company like this, helping him relax until he falls asleep.

"Xiao Xi, the maids are all praising you today. They say your temper has improved a lot and you're not as scary as before." Hatsune Miku imitated her mother's gentle tone, praising her child as she spoke softly, her eyes full of affection.

Feng Chuanxi closed her eyes, her brows slightly furrowed, and sneered: "A bunch of servants, daring to speak ill of their master. I'll fire them all tomorrow."

Hatsune was startled and quickly stopped massaging. She pouted and pretended to be angry: "If you fire them, I won't come to keep you company tomorrow night. I don't want to cause them to lose their jobs."

"You dare!" Toyokawa Yu suddenly opened her eyes and glared at her.

Hatsune couldn't help but laugh at his insincere expression, and gently stroked his cheek with her fingertips.

Toyokawa Yu frowned, making a disgusted expression, but did not dodge her touch.

"Don't be angry, Xiaoxi. As long as you're in a good mood, the atmosphere at home will be much more relaxed, and everyone can work in peace."

After saying that, she habitually stretched out her finger and gently placed it to his lips—a few nights ago, he would hold her finger in his mouth, gently biting and licking it, like a child seeking comfort, and then he would show a satisfied expression and gradually fall asleep.

But today, Toyokawa Yu didn't immediately take her finger into his mouth. He opened his eyes, his gaze falling on her fingertip, then slowly raising his eyes to look at her face. His gaze was incredibly intense, carrying a stubbornness and longing that she couldn't understand, making Hatsune feel inexplicably flustered, and she subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back.

"Xiao...Xiao Xi, what's wrong?" Her voice trembled slightly.

“Not enough.” Toyokawa Yu’s voice was low and hoarse.

"Wh...what's not enough?" Hatsune was stunned, not understanding what he meant for a moment.

“I didn’t sleep well last night.” Feng Chuanxi turned her head slightly to avoid her gaze, her tone tinged with impatience yet also revealing honesty, “Just biting your fingers isn’t enough.”

Hatsune's pupils contracted slightly, a surge of emotion welling up inside her. She looked at the weariness and dependence in his eyes, and was about to say something when Toyokawa Yu suddenly raised his hand, gripped the back of her neck, and gently pulled her face down.

The next second, his lips gently pressed against hers, covering her lips.

The soft touch came unexpectedly, and Hatsune froze, her mind going blank, as if she were in a dream.

She opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the boy's eyelashes so close to her, forgetting even to breathe.

She...was kissed by Xiaoxi?

Toyokawa Yu's kiss was light, with a hint of tentativeness and clumsiness, unlike the entanglement between lovers, more like a simple touch.

He quickly released her, a subtle expression on his face—a mixture of disdain and a satisfied, smug look.

Hatsune snapped back to reality, hurriedly raising her hand to cover her lips. The warmth of his lips still lingered on her fingertips. Her voice was filled with confusion and panic: "Why...why?"

Toyokawa Yu turned her face away, explaining impatiently as if making excuses for her behavior: "When I couldn't sleep, my mother would always kiss my lips like this to comfort me. What's so strange about that? Aren't you just impersonating her?"

"Uh..." Hatsune was stunned, and the panic in her heart instantly dissipated. She remembered that when she was little, her mother often kissed her and Hatsune on the lips, a way for family members to express affection and comfort. So, he just saw her as Mizuho, ​​seeking the comfort that his mother had once given him.

Having figured this out, she felt inexplicably relieved, but a sense of indescribable loss also welled up in her heart.

Before she could process her complex emotions, Toyokawa Yu leaned in again, his lips meeting hers once more. This time, he wasn't content with a simple touch; he used a little force, with a touch of toughness, to pry open her teeth.

Hatsune tried to struggle, but became somewhat addicted, and their relationship seemed to be gradually heading in a strange direction.

However, at that very moment, the phone rang at an inopportune time.

Chapter 18 Night Run +1+1

The burning sensation of their intertwined lips hadn't yet faded when Toyokawa Yu's phone, tucked in her pocket, suddenly vibrated, its sharp ringtone piercing the ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom.

Hatsune pushed him away abruptly as if she had been burned, shrinking back in a panic. The hem of her kimono was tangled messily between her legs, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were filled with lingering shock.

Feng Chuanxi frowned slightly, impatiently took out his phone, and when he saw the words "Xiangzi" on the screen, a strange and interesting look flashed in his eyes.

He first indicated to Hatsune that it was Xiangzi calling. Hatsune hurriedly raised her hand to tidy her messy hair and clothes, her eyes urgently signaling him to answer the phone quickly, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Hello." Toyokawa Yu answered the phone, her tone returning to its usual indifference, but her gaze remained fixed on Hatsune Miku.

Xiangzi's cheerful yet worried voice immediately came from the other end of the phone, clearly transmitted through the receiver: "Xi! While I was away these past few days, did you feel lonely and unable to sleep?"

Hatsune held her breath instantly, not daring to even breathe loudly. She gently covered her nose and stared nervously at Toyokawa Yu's phone, afraid that Shoko would hear her breathing.

If Miss Xiangzi were to discover that she and Xiaoxi were like this, Miss Xiangzi would be very sad.

Toyokawa Yu snorted lightly, her tone full of disdain: "You're just being presumptuous. I slept very well."

"Huh? Really?" Xiangzi's voice was tinged with doubt, but also with obvious relief. "I don't believe it! I've been so worried these past two days that I haven't been able to sleep. I was afraid that you would get irritable again because of insomnia and take it out on the servants."

Before Hatsune could react, Toyokawa Yu's lips covered hers again, with an even greater sense of abuse than before.

He deliberately slowed down his movements, using the tip of his tongue to pry open her pearly teeth, causing Hatsune to widen her eyes in surprise, almost to the point of panic.

She tried to struggle, but Feng Chuanxi's strength was so great that she couldn't move. She could only clutch his sleeve tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, afraid of being discovered by Xiangzi.

"Xi? What's wrong? Why are you breathing so fast?" Xiangzi, on the other end of the phone, keenly sensed something was wrong, his tone tinged with doubt. "Weren't you in the bedroom?"

Toyokawa Yu released Hatsune slightly, letting her breathe heavily, and said casually into the phone, "It's nothing, I'm not in the bedroom, I'm out for a night run."

"Night jogging?" Xiangzi's voice was full of surprise, and his tone became cheerful. "I see. More exercise can indeed stabilize your emotions. No wonder your temper has been much better these past two days. Then don't run for too long, be careful, and go home to rest early."

Xiangzi didn't think much of it and started rambling on about his experiences during the past two days of travel, as well as the details of his time with his friend named Su Shi.

Hatsune Miku, however, felt a mix of fear and unease as she sensed the boy's scent.

He whispered in Hatsune's ear, "You don't want Shoko to know what we're doing, do you?"

Hatsune nodded vigorously, tears streaming down her face, her voice choked with sobs: "No... we can't go on like this, Miss Shoko will find out."

She dared not let Xiangzi know about this, as it would betray his trust and destroy the friendship they had worked so hard to build.