Shugo Chara: Be happy today too

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After a while.

On the park bench, Kukai, Aoki An and Amu sat in a row.

"Because you felt like your performance on the first day of school was not like yourself? You couldn't do anything when facing the bad guys?" Aoki An was shocked.

Aren’t these all very normal things... Sometimes you may go crazy, but you can’t say that you are no longer yourself when you are crazy, right?

Yameng was a little nervous: "Well, An-chan, do you think I'm bad..."

"I am not worthy of being An-chan's friend."

Qing Mu An was even more shocked: "Why do you think so? These are not the criteria for whether we can be friends!" Although she didn't know what the criteria were...

"Because An-chan is very good, she is good at studying, good at e-sports, and usually very gentle and friendly. Everyone likes An-chan very much."

Aoki Yasushi: ...

Aoki Yasushi: !!!

She suddenly opened her eyes wide. She had never expected that Yameng would think so highly of her. She was so shocked that she stuttered, "Ya... Yameng, don't think like that. I'm not that great... On the contrary, Yameng is much more powerful than me!"

"Yes," Kong Hai interrupted her decisively, "An is really amazing."

"Kukai! --Ugh."

Aoki An was about to tell him not to make trouble, but Kong Hai pressed down on his head and rubbed it.

Kong Hai: "Didn't you ask me to help? An, just shut up and sit still. Don't deny yourself."

"..." Qing Muan was stunned for a moment, and then he ate the ice cream in his hand with grievance. In his heart, he thought, fortunately, in order to make the return of the cube successful, he called Kong Hai over. It was useless for him to pretend to be a good person...

Yameng lowered her head slightly: "Well, what Kong Hai said is right, so I may not be suitable to be An-chan's friend, nor suitable to be a joker. Maybe it's just not like myself..."

"Idiot." Kong Hai raised his head helplessly, "How can I trust you to leave An to you if you lose confidence so easily and give up being a guardian?"

Aoki Yasushi:?

"Have you forgotten your previous promises and confidence?"

Aoki Yasushi: ? ? What promise?

"This is not a reason for you to be depressed, Hinamori."

Promise and confidence... Ya Meng was slightly stunned: "But...but, I don't know...I don't know what it looks like to be like me, my image..."

Qing Muan paused: "..."

Kūkai interrupted, "I don't know either, like 'my appearance' or anything like that."

Yameng was stunned and a little excited as if she had found her organization: "Really?" How could such a sunny and confident person like Kong Hai not know?

"Yeah." Sora said as a matter of course, "I've been worrying about whether to join the soccer club or the basketball club."

Aoki Yasushi: ...

As expected of you.

Ya Meng suddenly became depressed: "What? This kind of thing?"

Hearing the silence in his tone, Kukai (ー_ー): “What’s wrong with this?”

Yameng: "Because you are the captain of the soccer club, I thought you must be..."

Kukai: “That’s because I love football and someone advised me to do so.”

"But playing football is more like me. It's just an impression."

“I want to challenge all kinds of me.”

“I’m not sure what it means to be like me, but isn’t this more exciting?”

Ya Meng was slightly stunned: "Don't you even understand yourself?"

"It is precisely because you don't understand yourself that you have greater possibilities." Kong Hai continued as a matter of course. He caught a glimpse of Aoki An's dazed look out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but reach out and touch her head.

It is precisely because she does not understand herself that she has greater possibilities... Aoki An remembered that in the dance studio last night, the Shugo Chara said that she likes dancing and can try to develop more in dance...

I don’t know what I like, but people around me find out…

Only then did Aoki An realize that there were other possibilities in this anime-derived world... (In fact, it was equally possible whether it was a new world or not, but An An had made a mistake here.)

Another shining image of the cube...

Oh, by the way, where is Cube... Qing Mu An paused slightly, glanced secretly behind him, and found that the bad guy Cube was hiding behind him and listening, then he breathed a sigh of relief with a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

As for the mischievous hand on her head, she had long been accustomed to it.

Aoki An was about to tell Yameng about the cube, but Yameng suddenly asked, "Is An-chan like this too?"

Qing Muan was stunned, tilted his head slightly, and hesitated: "Maybe?"

"What are you talking about, An."

Kong Hai felt a little helpless and gently tapped Aoki An's head.

"It hurts, what are you doing!"

Aoki An complained subconsciously and was about to touch the place that hurt from being hit, but the next second, Kong Hai's hand was already rubbing it gently.

"Really? An is not like me. An has a clear goal for his image." Kong Hai explained helplessly, "He knows clearly what he wants and which direction he wants to develop. Painting, e-sports and writer are all An's choices."

Qing Mu An's expression froze. It seemed that what he said made some sense?