My girlfriend is actually myself.

Chapter 30 The Moon Palace Lady is Full of Confidence

Rabbit Coffee, located 100 meters from the corner of the convenience store, is also owned by Yuko Takahashi. A week ago, Yuko Takahashi said that she had been busy lately because the coffee shop was about to open.

The shop opened two days ago, but business has been lukewarm, barely breaking even.

Yuko Takahashi thought her retirement plan was about to encounter setbacks, with her retirement progress slowing down to 2/10 or even 1/10. Unexpectedly, a benefactor appeared out of nowhere and gave her a huge boost.

A mysterious tycoon suddenly bought her coffee shop for a large sum of money one morning. She did the math and realized she not only didn't lose money, but actually made a small profit! Her retirement progress didn't slow down, it actually accelerated!

Yuko Takahashi is practically born to run a business!

Unfortunately, her success in business could not mask her failure in friendships.

Looking into Airi Asakura's eyes, she tearfully revealed the truth.

……

"No way!" Tsukimiya Aoi sat in the coffee shop, her gaze stern.

Yukimiya Natsune had not yet arrived; only she and Asakura Chihaya were in the shop, and her voice echoed in the room.

Looking at his wife's stubborn eyes, Asakura Chiharu sighed inwardly.

Last night, she and her wife discussed it until late. She felt that since her wife cared so much about that girl who resembled a young lady, they should raise her as such, have ordinary conversations, make ordinary invitations, adopt her in an ordinary way, and build an ordinary mother-daughter relationship.

But this stubborn lady refused to admit her feelings for the girl and refused to embrace the girl who resembled the young lady in the manner of a weak mother.

She wanted to use a strong stance to keep the girl by her side.

Asakura Chihaya disapproved of this approach, just as she had long disapproved of the lady's education of her daughter.

But neither her agreement nor her opposition had any effect.

After one last attempt, Asakura Chihaya gave up. The bodyguard outside knocked on the door; the girl who resembled the young lady was about to arrive.

Half a minute later, Yukimiya Natsune pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and the bell hanging behind the door rang out crisply, welcoming the guest.

The coffee shop is neither too big nor too small, with an overall wooden style. The windows facing the street are large European-style windows, letting in sunlight and creating a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

A woman dressed in a classic maid's long dress stood at the door, smiling as she led Yukimiya Natsune to sit in front of Tsukimiya Aoi.

"Miss Yukimiya, please have some coffee." Asakura Chihaya handed over the coffee.

Yukimiya Natsune moved her coffee aside, looked up at the maid, and saw that her face resembled Asakura Airi's, revealing her identity.

She turned her gaze to Tsukimiya Aoi across the table. Everything was as Shiraishi Saku had predicted; the other woman was the wealthy lady who frequented the convenience store.

Tsukimiya Aoi stared at her without saying a word, and she wasn't in a hurry either, looking around at the coffee shop that should have gone out of business.

The shop fell into a deathly silence. Asakura Chihaya gripped her skirt tightly with both hands, watching the two of them nervously.

She knew that the lady's silence was a way of putting pressure on the young girl. The lady often did this, and it always worked well—even with her former mistress.

But this time, the trick seemed to have no effect. The blonde girl was neither nervous nor afraid, and even yawned.

If Airi Asakura knew that Aoi Tsukimiya was planning to do this, she would definitely advise her to give up as soon as possible. Yukimiya-chan and Shiraishi-kun are the same kind of people. They only care about themselves and don't care about others. They won't panic because of other people's coldness.

Time ticked by, and Tsukimiya Aoi finally couldn't bear it any longer.

"I checked your information in the population records." She only said half of it, leaving the girl to guess what she found.

Yukimiya Natsune fiddled with the silver coffee spoon and hummed in agreement.

The response was extremely cold, and Tsukimiya Aoi frowned.

She crossed her arms, sat up straight, and looked down at Yukami Natsune: "You're not in the archives at all!"

"Oh." Yukimiya Natsune wondered if adding more sugar would make the coffee sweet.

When Asakura Chihaya saw this, she noticed that her wife's hand was clenched tightly, and her skin had turned pale from the pressure.

"Did you come here illegally? What country are you from? Where are your parents?!" Tsukimiya Aoi asked sharply.

Having to answer this question, Yukimiya Natsune put down her coffee spoon: "I don't know, I'm not sure, I have no recollection of it. I woke up here."

"How could I not remember? Where did you come from? How did you get here?" Tsukimiya Aoi pressed.

"have no idea."

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Asakura Chihaya looked up and secretly glanced at her mistress. Her mistress had disappeared near Tokyo Bay, so the explanation of water damage didn't seem quite right.

"Perhaps," said Yukimiya Natsune, her words both truthful and false, "I woke up here, with no memory of what happened before."

Asakura Chihaya's hand trembled violently as she looked at the girl in surprise.

The girl's expression was calm, and what she had just said did not seem to be a lie.

She looked at the lady again, whose tightly clenched hands loosened, her eyes wavered, and her fingertips trembled.

Three years ago, the young lady disappeared. Three years later, a girl of similar age and features, with no memory of the past, appeared before them. Isn't this a revelation? A miracle?

Although the other person's hair and eye color are different from the young lady's, since it is a revelation, since it is a miracle, how could there not be any abnormalities?

"You treat me like a child?" Tsukimiya Aoi squinted.

Yukimiya Natsune did not answer. She enhanced part of the boy's perception and could clearly see the mist in Tsukimiya Aoi's eyes and hear her rapid heartbeat.

This noblewoman is already under my control!

No mother who has lost her daughter can remain sober in such a trap.

Tsukimiya Aoi looked the girl up and down, her mind swirling with doubt and disbelief, but ultimately trust prevailed.

This wasn't just because of her longing for her daughter, but also because of reality. She investigated the girl, with the top detective team in all of Tokyo, and with the Tsukimiya family's authority with the government, they investigated meticulously for a week. The girl's trail ended two weeks ago, and before that, there was a blank.

In modern society, no one can truly hide themselves, but no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find any trace of the girl's life from half a month ago.

It was as if the girl had suddenly sprung out of the stone half a month ago.

It was as if the girl had suddenly crawled ashore from the waters of Tokyo Bay just two weeks ago.

After a moment of silence, Tsukimiya Aoi slowly spoke: "You must have heard from Airi that you look a lot like my missing daughter."

"Yes," Yukimiya Natsune replied.

"That child only ever made me angry when she was alive. I don't care about her being gone, but her grandmother was so heartbroken that she was hospitalized," Tsukimiya Aoi said, her face held high.

Asakura Chihaya glanced furtively at her mistress, amazed by her acting skills. Even she, as a maid, felt guilty hearing those words!

Tsukimiya Aoi continued, "I can provide you with an identity; you can pretend to be my daughter and put her grandmother at ease."

Yukimiya Natsune lowered her head and did not answer immediately.

"You should have noticed by now that the Yuegong family is very wealthy. As long as you listen to me and keep your grandmother happy, I can leave you some of the Yuegong family's assets in my will, enough for you to squander for several lifetimes!" Yuegong Kui said arrogantly.