Muzi's part-time job went very smoothly.

Her efforts were recognized by her boss, who transformed the store's storage room into a single dormitory for her convenience.

Although the room was small in size, almost half the size of the association, no one could refuse a private space of their own, so Muzi agreed without hesitation.

She immediately shared the good news with the members of the association and generously offered to treat them to dinner with her first month's salary.

Because of this, everyone gathered together at Salia near the station.

Although Muzi himself expressed that he wanted to treat the guests at a more decent place, the girls all tacitly chose an affordable place like a family restaurant.

After ordering, the waiter brought the food quickly.

After making sure everyone had their drinks, Asami took the lead and raised their glasses as a matter of course.

"Well, in order to celebrate Xiaomuzi's official graduation from the association, let's all drink together~!

"

"

"cheers."""

Muzi, Sayu, and Xiao Xi clinked glasses with each other, and then everyone drank.

After taking a few sips, Muzi put down the cup with a little regret, "Thank you everyone, it would be great if Xiaoxiang could be here too."

"Ah, I'm sorry, Miss Muzi, Xiaoxiang seems to have been selected by the dance class teacher as a performer at the summer festival, and I really can't get away from it today."

As soon as Serizawa Yu finished speaking, the three girls focused their attention in surprise.

Muzi: "Summer Festival..."

Sayu: "The dancer..."

Asami: "Performer?"

"Hmm, Xiaoxiang's dance teacher seems to be the executive committee member of the Summer Festival, and she already has cheerleading skills, so that's why...don't you know?"

"

I don't know." Sayu and Asami shook their heads.

"So, the boss has mentioned this to me. Our store will also set up a stall at the Summer Festival~" Muzi said with a smile.

"Eh? Even "Tokyo Melonpon" is going to have a stall? Miss Muzi, what are you going to sell?" Serizawa Yu opened her eyes in surprise.

"It's a waffle~"

"Wow, it's actually a muffin, Miss Muzi is so awesome!"

"No, the person in charge is the boss, I'm mainly the assistant."

"Yes~ Then I will definitely come and visit you then!"

Everyone chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Looking at Muzi with a completely new look, Asami spoke in a relaxed tone.

"By the way, Xiao Muzi, I'm actually writing a promotional article for the association recently. Can you be my first guest?"

"Eh? Guest...?"

"Yes, that's right~ To put it simply, I think your experience is very representative, so I want to do an exclusive interview with you and shoot a vlog for promotion. Are you willing?"

Muzi couldn't help but be stunned and tilted his head thoughtfully.

"Asami, what do you mean, you want to make a video of my experience and put it online for everyone to watch?"

As soon as these words came out, even Sayu and Xiao Xi were stunned.

For a girl with mental illness, this kind of behavior is tantamount to asking the owner to open the wound for others to watch. It can't even be easily described as excessive!

Asami laughed "Hey", as if she was unaware of the tense atmosphere around her, and instead gave a thumbs up generously.

"Correct answer~! As expected of Xiao Muzi, you can see through it with just one point, it's amazing."

"Ahahaha, I am a woman with five Twitter accounts alone. How can I not understand your thoughts? The question is, Asami, can you interview me?"

"Idiot, the person sitting in front of you is a female college student who wants to become a writer. This suspicion is unnecessary."

"Ah~ Do you think I will become a character in the novel?"

"Well, maybe it's not possible now, but I'm considering writing a book specifically about the group of "god-loving girls" in the future and getting it published."

"Wow, this sounds so interesting! Okay, then when do we start?"

"Because it's not good to interrupt you at work casually, why not just leave it to after get off work and when you are resting~"

The two of them talked like no one else was around, making Sayu and Xiao Xi dumbfounded.

"——No, you two wait first!"

Sayu said in a panic: "Why did things suddenly become like this? Is this something worth getting excited about? Does Muzi really think there is no problem?"

Serizawa Yuu nodded like a pound of garlic, and it was equally difficult to understand.

Muzi looked at them with a smile on his face and nodded.

"Yeah~ I don't have a problem? Because it's you, so I don't mind, and if my experience can help other people, I will also feel very happy~"

Asami said generously:

"Don't worry, Xiao Muzi! Your story itself is contagious and will definitely give others courage.

When filming, I will help you mosaic and use a pseudonym to try not to affect your current life."

Because the two hit it off immediately, the matter was settled.

After the dinner, Sayu secretly bought the order.

Such behavior earned Muzi's blame, but he dismissed it on the grounds that there would be another chance next time.

Serizawa Yuu wanted to see Muzi's dormitory, so she went to the bakery with her. Sayu and Asami walked to the association.

As she walked on the road, Asami stretched her arms comfortably.

"Ah~ Salia's baked rice with bolognese sauce is really delicious, and their thin pizza tastes good too. Let's go there another day~"

Sayu looked at her sideways and said depressedly:

"Asami, were you too nervous just now? You actually made such a request to Muzi. Even if the other party will be angry, it is not an exaggeration."

"Haha, okay, okay, Xiaomuzi is not that fragile. Sister Sayu, you worry too much. Wouldn't it be better to get along with everyone easily like me?"

"I also get along easily with everyone? It's just that I can't be as casual as Asami."

"I understand this~! From Katozai's incident, I understand that you are a hard-working and strong-willed girl. People can't help but want to help you."

"...You want to do an exclusive interview with Muzi for the purpose of writing a book?"

"That's just one reason. The important thing is that it's also for our association." Asami spoke thoughtfully.

"Compared with those adults, public welfare organizations like ours composed of students are still easily underestimated.

You should be aware of this when raising funds, so we must change this stereotype.

My idea is to increase people’s trust in us by sharing our organization’s story online and on social media. What a great idea, right?”

"Hmm~~ It's great, but is it that simple? I'm not questioning your writing ability, Asami, but I think credibility can't be obtained through the Internet alone, right?"

"Idiot, don't underestimate the power of the Internet. Look at Katozai. His popularity on the Internet has always been very high.

If we move him out to help raise funds, we can attract girls to donate to our association in just a few minutes."

"——You can't do that!"

Sayu suddenly stopped and emphasized angrily: "I'm serious, absolutely, absolutely, absolutely can't do that kind of thing!"

As the girl said this, the resistance on her face was clear.

Asami covered her mouth and snickered, then raised her hands as if surrendering.

"Yes~ I was just joking. I promise I won't do that kind of thing. Sister Sayu, don't be angry.

And you are right, credibility depends on the combination of online and offline, so we cannot relax in both aspects."

After she finished speaking, she put her hand on Sayu's shoulder and said in a cheerful tone:

"In short, leave Xiaomuzi's affairs to me. I will definitely handle it beautifully~!"

…

A few days later, a popular video appeared on Youtube.

"The Story Behind the Girl Who Was Treated by God"

The video tells the story of a young girl who witnessed her sister being subjected to domestic violence by her parents since she was a child, and then fell into the abyss step by step.

Q: "Why did your parents commit violence against your sister?"

A: "My parents are typical academic-supremacists, with strong violent tendencies and desire for control, and cannot tolerate the slightest resistance from their children.

Because I was afraid of what they would do, I kept telling people around me that they were very good parents, and over time, I gradually became sick inside."
To be continued...