[Comprehensive] Die well, lie down every day

I have a question for you guys.

How much do you know about the two roles of heroine and supporting actress?

Most of the heroines needless to say, regardless of the differences in personality and appearance, the biggest commonality of the so-called heroines is that they have a male protagonist who loves her deeply. There is no objection to this point.But now I want to discuss the role of female supporting role.

Although it is said that the female supporting role is a bit more advanced cannon fodder in a certain way, but after all, it is different from the passer-by role with incomplete characters. The female supporting role is always the only enemy that the heroine needs to fight with her heart.

So what do the women have in common?In my opinion there are so many points.

The first is the appearance that is a little better than everyone else.No matter whether she is alluring or beautiful, she is always more beautiful than the heroine.Otherwise, I would have lost the appearance score from the very beginning.

The second is to be able to pick things up.This is different from the heroine's ability to stir up trouble. The trouble here means that the matter is not provoked by the female supporting role, so it must be connected with the female supporting role and then involved in the heroine.At the same time, the female supporting role needs to be equipped with skills 'white lotus' or 'femme heart'. Please be careful not to be more innocent than the heroine, but must be more vicious than the heroine.

Then you need to fall in love with a leading actor who will never fall in love with you, or have a supporting actor beside you who will never choose you for the heroine.

In the end... In my opinion, you probably need a physique that can be blamed on yourself no matter what.

Yes, just like me.

As usual, I squatted by the window sill of the room on the second floor, looking at the sun in the distance, which is still giving light to everyone even though it has set in the west, and suddenly remembered the day when I became a person with such a role setting, and it was the same one evening.

I don't know why, but I always feel that if the sun disappears one day, it will probably be my fault.

Ah, that's how things started.

On the third day when I was forced to become a single dog, with nothing to do, I came to the top floor rooftop where I often stayed, watching the sunset while feeling the passing of youth.

Then when I closed my eyes and looked back at the revolving lantern theater of life, I suddenly heard a man's voice that I had never heard before, and spoke a language I had never heard before.

You must know that although man is a changeable creature, he is not very good at adapting.

So no matter who you are, you can't accept that you are still on the top of a tall building at the beginning, and then you are in a strange man's car when you open your eyes.

At least I can't accept it.

"I'll take you back, and you can handle the rest by yourself." The voice was subtle and a little anxious. From the central rearview mirror, it could be seen that this man was about the same age as me, maybe even younger than me. .

I hesitated for a while, stared at the eyes I saw in the central rearview mirror and said, "Excuse me..."

The man slammed on the brakes, "What are you talking about?" He just turned his head to let me see his appearance, but at the same time, I was also taken aback by the sudden brake, so I had to shake my head violently to express that there was nothing.

The strange thing is that I can understand the language that the man speaks without being exposed to it, and my limbs are weak, and I feel that if I don't have a sub-skeleton, the whole person will be soft into a puddle of mud.

The man looked at me suspiciously, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he continued to drive and took me all the way to a strange residential area, and then took the initiative to find the keys from the bag I was carrying. .

After opening the door, the man pushed my back and pushed me into the house, but he didn't go in, but put the bag and keys on the shoe cabinet at the door, looked around and turned to leave. "Ah, yes. Are you okay by yourself?"

I didn't care what he said, just nodded.

"Ah... Anyway, that's it," the man scratched his hair, "Then close the door."

I stared at the man's back, and a sentence suddenly came out of my mouth, "Be careful all the way,... Yamamoto-kun." This sentence was obviously not from my own will, but the man named Yamamoto heard this sentence After speaking, he looked back strangely, with a wry smile on his face.

"Although they all say that, I always feel that you are still the same as before..." The man sighed, "However, I still hope that you will stop doing this. Tsuna..." The man frowned suddenly, but did not continue. plan. "Forget it, good night."

I didn't understand what was going on, so I just nodded along with the man's words.After waiting for the man to leave, I quickly closed the door. Looking at this house I was not familiar with at all, I finally felt a pain in my head, so I simply fell down on the sofa hoping to relieve the pain.

Who is that man, and what kind of relationship is it, I don't understand at all.

I don't know if it was because I was too tired, but I slept like this until the next day with a lot of questions, and then I woke up hungry at about eleven o'clock in the noon.

After struggling from the sofa, I struggled a bit between looking for information such as my ID card and filling my stomach. It took me a second to decisively choose the latter.

After all, a hero is also afraid of being hungry.

Because I don't know where this place is or whose home it is, I can only mutter sorry while wandering around the house looking for food.Fortunately, I quickly found the refrigerator next to the kitchen, but the happy mood didn't last long, and I was completely defeated by the food in the refrigerator. "...What are these..." I looked at the hamburgers in the refrigerator with a slightly complicated mood, and couldn't say a word at all.

For fast food like burgers, I can still accept it once or twice, but if I eat it every day, I can't satisfy my picky tongue.

"Oh? This is an egg." I reached out and searched among the hamburgers, and found another bowl of refrigerated rice. "Very good, it looks like the rice is still fresh."

If you have eggs and rice, egg fried rice can almost be made, but if you don't have other seasonings...

"Forget it, I also graduated from the college dog life of pickled vegetables and rice." I sighed and closed the refrigerator door, and then borrowed the kitchen of this restaurant to fry a plate of fried rice with eggs.

After eating and washing the tableware, I looked at the fairly large room and decided to find the most important thing first. "Speaking of things like mirrors, shouldn't they be in the living room?" I looked around on the first floor for a while, and walked up to the second floor as a last resort.

By the way, is there no one else in this family?If there are no parents or brothers at all,... it should be a rich man's family, right?Like the bachelor apartment I live in, basically the living room is only enough for a TV, a bed and a small square table, and at most a full-length mirror is added.No matter how you look at the living area here, it shouldn't be the size of a single dormitory or an apartment, right?

oh oh?There appears to be a bedroom on the second floor.In general, bedrooms should at least be equipped with a full-length mirror, or even a vanity mirror, right?

"...I'm really hopeless... Huh?" I suddenly realized that the language I was speaking seemed a bit strange, and after repeating a few words, I suddenly realized that it seemed to have the same tone as that of the man last night.

Enduring the surprise in my heart, I walked into the bedroom and smoothly saw a full-length mirror standing beside the bed.

"...!" When I looked into the mirror, I obviously felt that my breathing had stopped.And the reason lies only in the face in the mirror.

Exactly the same as me.

No, what I want to say can feel a little different, but I can't say what it is.I hate to say it, but it seems that even the size of the chest is the same.

I scratched my very soft breasts and sighed in the mirror. "So what's going on here..."

It seems that I shouldn’t have other thoughts at this time, but I still can’t help but let my thoughts spread to such things as ‘Can I wear this girl’s clothes’, ‘Is there anything else in my family’s food besides burgers’, and ‘Is there any extra savings? ’ This kind of thing is a little bit far-fetched.

The problem to be faced now is the identity of this girl and what to do in her future life.

"By the way, I'm already in my early twenties. That kind of magic trick won't happen to me...Ahahaha..." I sat at the end of the bed, trying to shake off the uneasiness in my heart with a dry smile, but in the end I could only be frustrated He covered his face and fell on the bed.

After putting down my hands and opening my eyes, when I turned my whole face away, I happened to see something like a notebook with a pink skin beside the bed. I was sensitive to the fact that it was probably a little girl's diary, so I stretched it out immediately. Taking the book in his long hand, he sat up and opened the first page while holding it.

And opening it was the second weirdest thing I ever encountered.