Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

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Chapter Sixty Countdown

No one, including Deng, questioned Yanming's words.

Lena vanished the moment she announced the end, along with her guitar case lying in the corner. No one could guess what she was thinking.

Wildcat seems to be the same wildcat, unchanged by her encounter with this band. Even though she cherishes this little nest that may bring her warmth, she still retains her wildness most of the time, wandering outside, free and unrestrained.

"I have something to attend to, so please excuse me." Oblivionis wiped away the tears on her face the moment she realized her lapse in composure, then unplugged the keyboard and left the rehearsal room.

Miao Meng's words did not elicit any response from Xiangzi. She no longer had the leisure to treat the band with a playful attitude. She did indeed plan to form a profitable commercial band after leaving Crychic, so she knew that her final destination was not in this nameless temporary band, and therefore had no particular thoughts.

Deng gave a soft "hmm" in response to Yanming, then walked to a corner of the rehearsal room with the microphone in her hand. She swallowed mouthfuls of the cold liquid in the bottle to moisten her dry throat, without saying anything about Lenai and Oblivionis leaving.

She's always been an introverted person. Even if she really wanted to say something, she would stammer and struggle to organize her thoughts, which would only bother the other person. It would be better for her to just say nothing at all... just like when Crychic disbanded.

"...Huh? Does that mean I'm the only one who thinks this way?" Meow Dream was dumbfounded.

Are today's teenage girls really more indifferent than she is, a working adult?

Don't they feel even the slightest bit of regret? It was such a high-quality performance; with a little more refinement, it could easily have gone down the commercial path and made a lot of money... Ah.

"Well... I'll be going now, Yanming."

Meow Dream realized

The members of a band have different interests and goals; each is pieced together with their own ideas, and among them is someone like her with ulterior motives.

Even if such a band doesn't disband voluntarily, it was destined not to last long.

It's not that others are indifferent; on the contrary, it's Miaomeng, who has always taken all of this for granted and placed it in her own perspective, who is the most superior one.

"Yanming-jun, you said... that the five of us would be the five most correct people, and that statement is absolutely correct."

Only by being as unrestrained as a cat

Mysterious and unpredictable like an octopus

Hesitant like a penguin

And people like myself, blinded by greed...

Only animals like them, each with their own way of living, could form a band that was destined to disband, and only then could no one care too much when the final moment arrived.

No one will care, which means no one will be sad about it.

Is this what Yanming-jun was thinking?

That's so childish, like a little kid who hasn't grown up.

Miao Meng shook her head with a grin, slung her little bag over her shoulder, just like when she came.

"Is there anything else you want to say to me, Yanming?"

"Be careful on the road, don't be late for the weekend."

"Okay, see you later~ Bye-bye!" That put her at ease.

This indifferent tone suggests that even Yanming kissing him didn't seem to care much.

Finally, only Yanming and Deng remained in the rehearsal room.

As always, Yanming spoke first: "Xiaodeng, thank you for your hard work today."

"Mr. Yanming... what is the purpose of keeping me behind alone?"

"It's about time to invite the other members of Crychic. Xiaodeng has their LINE accounts, right?"

……

"Mr. Yanming, this is Lixi-chan. She's the drummer for Crychic. She's a really nice person... She used to take good care of me, though I don't quite understand why she took such good care of me..."

"Because Xiaodeng deserves to be taken care of, there's nothing strange about it."

"Eh……?"

[drop!]

[Your friend, Deng (Special Attention), sent you a message]

"boom!"

Shiina Riki, who was lying down, bumped her head against the headboard and almost fell to the floor.

In her panic, she yanked the phone out of the charger and turned on the screen saver.

[Light (Special Concern): Lixi-chan, there's a live show at 9 PM this weekend, would you like to come watch it with me?]

“The lamp…” Her violet-like pupils trembled as if an earthquake struck, and she murmured to herself.

[Li Xi: Okay, see you there.]

After sending the message, the girl let out a long sigh, lay down on the bed, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

……

"99 unread messages?"

"Um... this is Su Shi, the bassist. After Crychic disbanded, I've been... avoiding her."

Now that Deng is suddenly asked to take the initiative to contact the other party, to be honest, Deng's mind is... a complete mess.

"Running away won't solve the problem."

"……Um."

[Your friend, Takamatsu Akira, sent you a message]

In an extremely luxurious area of ​​Tokyo, a duplex villa overlooking the sea and river.

That was where Nagasaki Motoyo was.

At this moment, Ms. Nagasaki was sitting on a sofa large enough to fit an entire elephant, sipping her homemade English tea while tapping her phone screen incessantly, seemingly sending a text message to someone.

Upon closer inspection, the messages in the chat box appear to be one-way.

"...Little Lamp? Why would she message me at this time?"

[Light: Su Shi, I'd like to invite you to go see Ring's live performance together this weekend at 9 PM.]

Nagasaki Motoyo initially dismissed it, but the next second, a new text message caught her eye.

[Light: The rest of Crychic will be there too.]

Others, that is to say...

Nagasaki Motoyo slowly sat up straight, seemingly oblivious to the spilled tea.

[Su Shi: Will that person go too?]

There was a moment of silence on the other end.

[Lamp: Hmm.]

[Su Shi: I will definitely be there.]

Nagasaki Motoyo put down her phone, picked at her uneven fingernails, and a startling wisdom began to flow in her deep blue eyes.

……

"Then there's Xiao Mu..." Deng thought for a moment.

How should Xiao Mu be described?

The lamp realized that it didn't understand the other person at all.

"...Xiao Mu can play the guitar...and she said she has never felt happy playing in a band."

"Don't take it to heart. Sometimes, people say things that go against their own wishes."

"Just like Mr. Yanming's usual stubbornness?"

"That's right, just like me usually... cough cough! Little Lamp."

"Excuse me……"

[Your friend, Deng, sent you a message]

Ruoye Mu: "..."

Mu Touren put down his guitar.

"..."

[Light: There's a live show on Saturday night, and I'd like to invite everyone from Crychic to go...]

[Mu: She won't go. If she doesn't go, I won't go either.]

"..."

Mu Xiangqu

Because Soyo will be there too.

But she can't go.

Because Xiang couldn't meet with them.

I need to be with Xiang.

[Light: That person will go too.]

[Mu: You're lying.]

[Mu: I don't believe you.]

"..."

Ruoye Mu put down her phone, ignoring the notification sounds that followed, and began to play her seven-stringed guitar, which was very special to the girl.

Testimonials

Since I'm practically a seasoned veteran of the Hedgehog Cat series, I don't really have any thoughts to share about the product launching tomorrow.

Even if this book performs poorly, I'll at least finish it before starting the next one; it won't be abandoned. So you can read it with peace of mind. Subscribing to it would be even better!

I could tell that the first part was poorly written because it had a similar feel to other books. I was too lazy to revise it, so I could only try to salvage it later. I guess it was somewhat salvaged.

However, judging from the activity level in the book review and discussion sections, most of the readers of this book have left, and it seems that no one is reading it anymore.

Why don't you raise your hand? (Probing)

In short, there are no plans to castrate eunuchs.

Ten chapters will be released tomorrow.

Thanks for the support.

Chapter 61 You've messed with me, you've really messed with cotton.

"Mr. Yanming... Xiaomu refused..."

Yanming looked at the dejected lamp and gently comforted him, "It's okay, there are still two days. Let's take it slow and deal with 'that person' first."

Encouraged by Yanming, Deng cheered up a little.

“Mr. Yanming, ‘that person’… I want to come myself, is that alright?”

"Okay, then I'll excuse myself for a bit."

"Thanks……"

Yanming turned around without hesitation, picked up his phone, and went about his own business.

Subsequently.

[Your friend Xiaodeng (Special Follower) has sent you a message]

[Your friend, Paito Naiichi (Special Contact), has sent you a message.]

[Lamp: Xiao Xiang, the live performance this weekend... please help me out, and also... could you help me invite Xiao Mu... that girl said she won't go if you don't go.]

[Xiangzi: I understand, I'll tell her.]