My girlfriend is actually myself.

Chapter 18: I can only bribe my sister.

"What looks like?" Asakura Chihaya asked, looking at her daughter after wiping the window.

"A new friend," Airi Asakura held up a photo to her mother, "looks a lot like you. When I first saw her, I thought you had dyed your hair and were wearing colored contact lenses."

Asakura Chihaya went outside, washed the rag, dried her hands, took off her apron, and tidied the bed: "How similar?"

"Remove the hair and eye color, and it's practically identical. Oh right, we also need to remove the body shape." Airi Asakura put down the photo frame and continued wiping the furniture. "Too bad I don't have any photos."

Asakura Chihaya stopped what she was doing, turned to her daughter and warned, "You absolutely mustn't say this in front of Madam."

"I know," Airi Asakura said, sounding dissatisfied. "I'm not stupid."

The mother and daughter continued tidying up the room.

Their family had a close relationship with the Yuegong family for generations, and even their population size followed that of the Yuegong family, with the husbands dying young and the only daughter carrying on the family line.

Since Miss Yuegong passed away, the Yuegong family has been without an heir. Many distant relatives and collateral branches have their eyes on the Yuegong family's business, causing a lot of trouble. This has made Madam Yuegong, who was already immersed in the pain of losing her daughter, even more exhausted.

Chihaya Asakura brought her daughter to the Tsukimiya family's villa, partly to help her with chores, and partly to have her daughter comfort the lady of the house.

As they finished tidying up the house and were busy in the garden, a car pulled into a garage not far away, and a young woman in a suit dress walked out of the garage.

"Madam." Asakura Chihaya and Asakura Airi bowed to the woman.

The other party is the owner of the villa, the current head of the Tsukimiya family, Tsukimiya Aoi.

Her appearance bears a striking resemblance to the photo of Tsukimiya Ruri. The fitted suit dress accentuates her curves, exuding a mature charm, like a ripe tropical fruit.

But her expression was even more serious than the glass moon in the photo frame, her charm completely transformed into majesty. Her gaze was cold and hard, her steps quick and heavy. In the group, no one dared to face her directly. Even distant relatives who coveted the family business dared not be presumptuous in front of her, only daring to probe her indirectly from the outside.

She walked along the garden path and saw Asakura Chihaya. She nodded slightly, her expression unchanged. When she saw Asakura Airi, she was startled at first, then the harsh winter vanished and the spring breeze caressed her face.

She smiled and asked, "What brings Airi here today?"

Airi Asakura was a little reserved: "My mother asked me to help with the cleaning."

Handing the briefcase to Asakura Chihaya, Tsukimiya Aoi beckoned to Asakura Airi: "Come here, let me take a closer look."

Airi Asakura walked up to the lady with her hands clasped in front of her.

Tsukimiya Aoi took her hand, looked her up and down, and her smile became even brighter. However, that smile was not for Asakura Airi. The woman's gaze seemed to be looking at Asakura Airi, but in fact, her focus had shifted past the girl in front of her and landed on the past in her memory.

"If Ruri were still here, she would be this big by now," Tsukimiya Aoi sighed.

Airi Asakura and Chihaya Asakura were unable to respond.

Tsukimiya Aoi patted Asakura Airi's hand: "Stop cleaning, help your mother tidy up, and we'll go shopping together and grab a bite to eat."

"Madam, there's no need for shopping..." Asakura Chihaya tried to stop her.

Every time they go shopping, Aoi Tsukimiya buys a lot of things for Airi Asakura. What are ordinary items for her are expensive luxuries for the Asakura family.

Asakura Chihaya therefore dared not let her daughter come over all the time. If it weren't for the fact that her wife looked too haggard these days, she wouldn't have called her daughter today.

"I see Airi is happy," Tsukimiya Aoi interrupted, knowing what Asakura Chihaya was about to say, "The child is willing to come and keep me company, so what's wrong with me, as an elder, bringing her something?"

"Besides..." Tsukimiya Aoi sighed, "Ruri is the one who plays best with her."

Airi Asakura raised her head and glanced at the lady. She knew that in the lady's eyes, she was more of a substitute for her mistress, and the lady had never hidden it, so she was used to it.

She suddenly remembered the figure on the slope a few days ago. If she were to consider a stand-in, perhaps the other person would be more suitable.

……

"Brother!" Sakura Nene pinned Shiraishi Saku against the wall in the corridor, her face serious.

She was short, only reaching Shiraishi Saku's chest, and her arm, which she used for the wall slam, was braced against Shiraishi Saku's waist. To maintain her dignity, she didn't look up, but stared straight at Shiraishi Saku's chest, as if she were talking to his pectoral muscles.

"What is it?" Shiraishi Shuo raised his hand, placed it on her head, and gently rubbed it.

It doesn't feel as good as a young girl's body.

After Yukimiya Natsune came along, this little sister lost her value in being petted occasionally.

"It's been almost a week already, how long is Yukimiya-neechan going to stay?!" Sakura Nene still didn't look up.

Shiraishi Saku lowered his head and could only see his sister's head and her bulging cheeks.

As the person in charge of the household finances, Sakura Nene felt heartbroken when she saw the increased numbers while calculating the family expenses on the weekend. So she went out and cornered her brother against the wall, demanding an explanation from him.

"Live here for the rest of your life?" Shiraishi Saku probed.

"It's not like we're forming a band, how could it last a lifetime!" Sakura Nene couldn't keep up her serious act anymore. She raised her head, revealing her canine teeth, looking like she was about to bite Shiraishi Saku.

"Generally speaking, doesn't 'a lifetime' refer to marriage? How did we get onto the topic of forming a band?" Shiraishi Saku joked.

"But you two aren't a couple at all!" Sakura Nene was furious. "I've never found any evidence in the trash can in my brother's room, and you two never went to take a shower in the middle of the night!"

This statement contains a lot of information; if someone else had said it, Shiraishi Saku would have called the police.

"We've moved beyond lowbrow tastes." Shiraishi Saku pondered what excuse to use.

"I don't believe it!"

"Okay, actually it's just that I can't do it anymore."

"Don't try to fool me, I saw him full this morning!"

Shiraishi Saku pondered again whether or not to call the police.

"Speak quickly!" Sakura Nene glared fiercely.

In Sakura Nene's eyes, Yukimiya Natsune's problem was no longer about being a bad woman. At least a bad woman would give her body, but in reality, her brother got nothing.

"She ate it." Shiraishi Saku found an excuse.

The younger sister tilted her head, first looking confused, then widening her eyes in alarm, taking two steps back, and staring at her brother in shock.

By the time she realized what she had heard, her imagination had already rehearsed the scene in her mind.

"Brother, you're such a bad guy!" The girl blushed, kicked Shiraishi Shuo, covered her ears, and ran quickly into the room.

Shiraishi Saku squatted down and rubbed his calves; the girl's kick had been quite heavy.

This girl is getting harder and harder to fool. This time, he sacrificed the reputation of two bodies to keep the right to reside in the girl's body. Who knows what kind of test he will face next time.

Once the pain in his calf subsided, he got up and continued forward. Passing by his sister's room, the girl opened the door again.

"Even so, she can't stay here for free!" the girl said firmly. "She needs to get a job!"

It's impossible for me to work, since I don't have legal status.

I have no choice but to bribe my sister.

Bai Shishuo thought for a moment: "How about she covers some of my shifts, and I'll spend my free time playing games or shopping with you?"

The girl's eyes lit up immediately: "Okay! It's a deal!"