Tsukimi Rika feels that something is not quite right about her interpersonal relationships and worldview.
On Monday, she woke up in her own bed. From what the other party said, I learned that they had already crossed a line that they should not have crossed, and had been in love for a long time and planned to get married after graduation.
The memory stayed in Tsukimi Reika, who had not yet entered school and had never talked to Shichigashi: "Wait a minute, first tell me what grade I am in and which class Yumenosaki is in?"
Qizangci: "Idol Department, 3A. Oops, you have been attending school disguised as a man for two and a half years."
On Tuesday, she woke up on the bed in the infirmary, next to Yumenosaki Rei Sakuma, who was called the "Demon King". He reached out and touched her head, saying that he knew the work of building a new student union was hard, but he should not force himself too much.
The Demon King placed a kiss on the top of her head, and said in the shocked eyes of Tsukimi Rika: "It's my problem. Let's make up for the fifth anniversary after I'm done. I'm sorry, I've been hard on you recently."
Tsukimi Rijing: "Which class am I in now? Where are my teammates?"
Rei Sakuma: "Grade 2 Class B. Have you decided to return to Knights?"
I've never joined any team, I'm just cheating on Rei Sakuma's Tsukimi Mirror:...
On Wednesday, she woke up in an unknown modern bedroom. When she walked out of the room with a strange soreness, she saw a bespectacled man washing her hands and making soup in the kitchen. As if he heard something, the other party turned his head and showed a gentle smile: "Why don't you sleep a little longer, wait a minute, breakfast will be ready soon."
Yue Jian looked in the mirror at the wedding ring on the other person's hand, then looked down at her own, and dried her silence.
On Thursday, she woke up in a hotel and saw an ultra-clear mirror hanging on the ceiling as soon as she opened her eyes. Next to her was a blond man whom she had never seen before. He looked at her tenderly with his blue eyes, took her hand and kissed her:
"Let's resume the engagement. I will go to my uncle and aunt to explain the situation."
Born in an orphanage, taking selfies is like a mirror for family photos:...
On Friday, she woke up in a Japanese-style room. The blue-haired man clung to her and asked very happily: "Xiao Jing~ We are both 18 years old now. Can Xiao Jing agree to my [proposal] now?"
I vaguely remember when I was about 14, Tsukimi Mijing:...
On Saturday, it was still a Japanese-style room, just when she thought the world would never change again. She turned around and saw her classmate Lian Si Jingren, whom she had met for a short time and was trying to clean up the campus environment, kneeling next to her with a dignified and solemn expression.
Lian Si Jingren: "I have thought clearly, and I will be responsible for you!"
Sunday, this time it was a bedroom I had never seen before. A pink-haired man next to her stared at her seriously, and after meeting her eyes, he said solemnly: "If what you said to me yesterday is true... No, no, the Rika Tsukimi I know is a big liar. He was lying when he was in school, but that doesn't matter..."
His fingertips gently brushed her eyebrows: "I love you, let's be together."
……
"... You mean, you wake up next to a different lover every day, and then learn that you and they have experienced different stories. And if the lover from the previous day also appears the next day, there will be a completely different story and relationship with you. For example, it is like waking up every morning and entering a different game branch in the galgame, right?"
Tsukimi Rijing nodded vigorously: "Teacher Menzhangchen, I'm sick!!"
Men Zhangchen thought for a moment and asked, "Are you and Narukami-san the same?"
Tsukimi Rijing: "... Ming Shanglan? Who is that?"
Men Zhangchen: "... You told me yesterday that Narukami-san is your girlfriend and asked me to stay away from him in the future."
Tsukimi Rijing:... Yes, she is really sick.
And he was very ill.
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I don't know what to write, but it's probably that the victims are not just the copywriters. I'm not sure if there is a newcomer element. If there is, I will assume that I won't be able to make it to Red Moon and fly solo.
Purpose: To pursue the answer
