"Then, everyone approves the proposal for Miss Mizushima Kawakora to serve as the temporary head of the family."

In a large wooden structure room, under a Fuso plaque with black characters on a white background, a serious-looking middle-aged man made the final decision.

The black-haired woman sitting at the top of the long table glanced at the elders who did not dare to look at her.

The sheathed black sword beside her was placed on the beige tatami, with a red paper rose hanging on the scabbard.

She raised her hand, picked up the knife, and slowly left in front of people's eyes. The evil aura of a top player on her body shocked the group of little old men...

After her figure completely disappeared behind the wooden sliding door, a group of people breathed a sigh of relief as if waking up from a dream, with a mixture of vigilance, fear, and helplessness in their eyes.

"The murderous aura among adventure players is getting stronger and stronger..."

"Is it the influence of the eighth world? I always feel like I'm facing a ferocious beast. I never felt this way when facing my ancestors before..."

"It was the death of her sister that stimulated her. Sometimes when I passed by Mizushima's room, I could always hear her talking to herself about a doll, as if she was possessed.

"The world has really changed. We old bones can no longer hold on. We still have to leave the future to young people."

"It's a pity that all the young men from the master's family are very naughty, and they actually let a woman take the lead..."

"Shh, Mr. Hexiu...be careful that the walls have ears."

Mizushima Kawa Sora returned to his room and stretched out.

She lazily looked at the cherry blossoms flying outside the door, looking out through the meandering water and the green shadows, and saw the afternoon sun shining down along the broken shades of the trees, and even the rockery and rocks were covered with a layer of gold.

.

This is a suitable time for a nap.

She filled her head with water and combed her long hair. Although the main god's world is a digital body, which makes everything very convenient, and can even cut and comb her hair with one click, she likes a simple lifestyle.

This will make her feel as if she is still living on Zhai Xing.

It's like nothing happened.

She stood up, got dressed by herself, combed her hair by herself, polished her sword by herself, prepared snacks and tea by herself, and called her crazy sister to come for dinner...

"Haru, it's time for snacks." Mizushima Kawa Sora placed various cakes, dumplings, taiyaki, yokan, mochi and other snacks on the table, and called to the room inside.

Looking at the dessert plate, she changed the positions of the red dumplings and white dumplings, making the arrangement look more pleasing to the eye.

"Qing. If you don't want to eat, I'll eat it myself." She continued.

No reply.

She frowned slightly and continued shouting.

"Stop playing video games crazily, Qing." She said: "I shouldn't have agreed to buy you a game console in the first place? You just lie there in the room every day, staring at the electronic villain, and your father

Want to scold."

No reply.

Sakura fell from the door and landed on her shoulders.

She tore open the dorayaki, revealing the sweet bean paste inside, and took a bite.

The sweetness of the bean paste is just right, and the texture is a little sticky, but this is Mizushima Kawaharu's favorite sweetness. She specially watched the cook make it. The outer edges of the dorayaki are also soft and elastic, which Haru likes.

Such a taste.

"Dorayaki tastes very good and suits you very well." Mizushima Kawakawa continued to say to the inner room: "I still remember that when you were a child, you liked to eat half of it with me. You liked to eat the sides of Dorayaki, begging me.

, say you want to eat more side and less side...

She took another bite.

No reply.

"Are you stuck in the game? Shall I send it in for you?" She picked up the disc, walked into the inner room in the warm mist of tea fragrance, and opened the wooden door.

The cherry blossoms slowly fell from her shoulders and landed on the tatami.

She looked inside and saw a round ball of seat cloth, and some neatly folded girls' clothes next to it.

There was no one on the seat.

There is only a Fuso rag doll with black cloth hair.

The doll is wearing a linen kimono, with a fiery red sacrificial fan behind it. It is about 1.6 meters tall, and is one-to-one proportion to a real person.

Mizushima Kawa Sora's eyes softened when he saw the doll.

"Haru." Mizushima Kawakora looked at the doll and said, "It's time to have some snacks."

She placed the snacks in front of the doll, took the doll's hand, handed the dorayaki into the doll's hand, and squeezed the doll's hand.

"Click."

As soon as she let go, the doll's hand also naturally relaxed.

The dorayaki fell on the tatami, making a slight sound, and the bean paste was stained and rolled all over the floor.

Mizushima Kawakora stared blankly at the motionless rag doll and the falling Dorayaki.

Her eyelashes moved slightly, as if she was thinking about something.

After a while, she lowered her body, put away the snacks, and wiped the bean paste clean.

"You didn't even eat the snacks!" She was a little angry: "Well, as a sister, I don't want to worry about you anymore. I have a meeting in two days.

If I can't come back, then don't ask Aunt Sanzhi at home to open a small stove for you.

She took the plate and turned around to leave.

When she reached the sliding door, her steps suddenly paused.

There was obviously no sound in the room, but she seemed to get a reply. She turned her head slightly and looked at the rag doll lying on the ground.

"Qing, it's useless for you to apologize to me now. Sisters are like mothers. My mother is not here. I really want to educate you well, even though I am only a little older than you." She said:

"No, it's useless to act coquettishly. I won't do this now.

"snort.

"I got it. I'll leave some for you. When you come out after playing the game, remember to eat it. Don't forget it."

Mizushima Kawa Sora kept talking to himself, giving a few words to the doll and going out.

She is in a good mood now and greets people with a smile. When others see her with such a good attitude, they are a little flattered.

"The head of the family looks very happy?" asked a middle-aged man wearing a long gown, smiling and flattering.

"Because of my sister." Sora Mizushima said with a smile, "She is very obedient today."

"Oh." After hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed slightly. He forced a smile and flattered a few more words, and immediately left in a hurry.

These people had long known about Mizushima Kawakawa's eighth world's setback, and had been carefully paying attention to her attitude, not wanting to anger her.

Because even though he suffered setbacks, Mizushima Kawakawa was still a top player who made it to the final stage. Today is no different than in the past. They have understood the nature of the world game and how much influence and strength top players have.

If they continue to treat Mizushima Kawakawa as a pawn and treat themselves as elders to bully her, they will be the ones who are killed.

Only by holding on to others' thighs can they prosper and rise to heaven.

The structure of the world has long since changed.

A woman who was once regarded as a marriage partner has actually become a being far above them.

However, since the end of the eighth world, this woman has started holding a rag doll like crazy and calling her sister, and told them not to get close.

Taking care of the doll like a self-hypnosis, eating and sleeping with the doll, talking to myself with the doll...

Crazy, really crazy.

Those people at the forefront of mankind... have long been assimilated by the crazy copies, and they have gone crazy...

Mizushima Kawakora watched the middle-aged man leave in a hurry, then turned around and continued humming her song.

Her younger sister is very disobedient, rebellious, and off-kilter. She dresses like a bad girl. She even disappeared for a period of time on purpose to make her anxious.

But that's okay.

...because she has got her sister back.

My sister has become much better recently. Although she is picky about food and won't eat, she won't resist. She doesn't object to any clothes she chooses for her, she will wear them, and she will help her wear them herself.

Today I am wearing a kimono and a sacrificial fan, what should I wear tomorrow...

By the way, there are also bows. Qing likes bows very much, so she can buy dozens of bows in the store. The prices are much cheaper than before, so she can buy hundreds of them without blinking an eye.

There are always blind people who say her sister is a rag doll...how could she be a rag doll? She can see clearly, Qing chats with her every day and laughs with her.

"That's great." Mizushima Kawakora opened his arms facing the sunshine on his face.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

She laughed.

The sun shone on the back of her hand, and there were six white marks that perfectly passed the level, one at a time.

"That's great." She smiled and stood under the scattered cherry blossoms, as if embracing the world.
To be continued...