Tokyo: The evil god doesn't want to be the top star

Chapter 114 I want to try
"A DEMO? Even if I listen to it now, I can't hear the real melody at all..."

"Besides, a song that even you don't think highly of probably won't have much of a chance to win."

Yayoi Tsuki smiled at herself, took out her cell phone and swiped it casually.

As a top singer of the new generation in Bethesda, she could originally "flip" any of the dozens of songs prepared by the music club, but now she has fallen into the embarrassing situation of having difficulty finding a song.

"Demo: "I once thought about ending it all", lyrics/composition/arrangement: Xia Fan"

A notification of new email flashed above the phone.

"This song title... Xia Fan... It's only been a few days, and he actually wrote a song for me. Is he trying to fool me?"

Yayoi Tsuki had a cold face and stared silently at the name of the songwriter.

After a while, she put on her custom hearing aid, connected it to her phone, and pressed play.

This expensive custom-made hearing aid essentially only amplifies the sounds heard by her "human ears" to counteract the excessive "volume" of her "fox ears", but it cannot eliminate interference at all. Using it is like listening to music in a howling wind.

But at least, you can get a general idea.

"Don't worry, the most urgent thing is to find out the cause and treat it with peace of mind..."

"This kind of unexplained hearing loss is very common. The doctors in District 11 are not able to help. We can go to our suzerain country, Dragon Country, across the sea. There will always be a way."

Xiaoxi's agent chopped and weighed the vegetables, added vinaigrette, and served it with a cup of low-fat yogurt. Then, he brought this "standard breakfast for female stars" to the coffee table.

"Come on, eat first. You can't cure the disease on an empty stomach...Yayoi?!"

Only then did Xiaoxi notice that Yayoi Tsuki had sat up from the sofa at some point.

She looked dazed, staring blankly at the empty wall, tears streaming down her cheeks...

She didn't even notice the shoulder strap slipping off, the jade rabbit escaping from the cage, and the beautiful scenery leaking out.

"Yayoi...what's wrong with you?"

Seeing her like this, Xiaoxi's agent looked a little timid and asked in a low voice.

Ever since the last time Yayoi Tsuki attempted suicide while she was away, she came to check on her condition almost every day, fearing that she would become depressed again.

"I...it's okay..."

"I didn't expect this person to be able to write such a song..."

After a while, Yayoi Tsuki took off her headphones and wiped the tears from her face.

"Sister Xiaoxi, I want to try this song."

She said this seriously to Xiaoxi's agent.

"This song doesn't seem to have as strong a rhythm as the previous masters' DEMOs. Are you sure you can master it?"

Seeing that her composure had returned, Xiaoxi's agent breathed a sigh of relief.

If it is just recording songs in the recording studio, Yayoi Tsuki can record ordinary songs word by word in the form of "blind singing".

But what he wanted was a song that he could completely master and sing live perfectly even though he was deaf.

"I can't really hear the melody of this song, but the emotions in the lyrics alone are enough to move me. The rhythm of the song is indeed not the strongest, but it is still within the range that I can perceive now."

"This 'Psychic Slug' was able to customize such a song in such a short time. He is worthy of being the creator of 'Sakura' and 'Gurenge'."

Yayoi Tsuki hesitated for a moment, and her eyes became firm.

Although the song Xia Fan sent was just a demo of an electronic singer, the rhythm was strong enough for her to master amid the "interference", and the quality of the song was well above her standards. Moreover, the lyrics and emotions of the song seemed to be tailor-made for her current state of mind. She didn't need to spend time to understand it, and it could fully interpret the core emotions.

"Even if I can't sing every note correctly, I should be able to slowly master it by following the score and reach the level of live singing. Sister Xiaoxi, please help me arrange a trial recording as soon as possible."

Although Yayoi Tsuki is not sure whether she can perform this song on stage live to her fans who support her before completely losing her hearing.

But at least this song gave her the desire to try.

"Okay. You can't go out these two days, I'll have someone send the recording equipment over, let's give it a try..."

Agent Xiaoxi nodded, took out his phone and started making arrangements.

……

The month of May is approaching, and the tall cherry trees lining the trails of Tokyo University of the Arts are already full of pink blossoms.

The cherry blossoms, with petals as thin as cicada wings and like works of art, dye the ground pink with the wind and rain.

The second round of the Tokyo University of the Arts Campus Singer Competition arrived amidst the cherry blossom rain.

The contestants and spectators had already been waiting outside the stadium, ready to enter.

Shibata Makoto, dressed like a trendy rock singer and carrying a guitar, was also waiting outside with his friends from the "Makoto Band".

With the belief that "idols must maintain 24-hour image management", he pretended to be unrestrained and sat sideways on a roadside bench, staring at his phone with a smile in the cherry blossom rain.

"Hey, this post 'Tokyo Arts University rock boy, handsomely strumming and sliding on his knees' has exceeded 100,000 views and likes!"

On the mobile phone screen, the TIKTOK video software was playing the performance of him leading the "Cheng Band" in the last audition.

"Tsk tsk, this 'Tokyo University of the Arts Campus Prince Rock' has 50,000 views!"

He slid his finger, and several more audition performance videos of "Cheng Band" were refreshed one after another.

Of course, in these videos, the other members of "Makoto Band" can only be seen in the long shot, and the close-up shots are basically focused on Shibata Makoto, even deliberately aiming at his most photogenic 45-degree side profile.

"Hey, did you see the video of the campus singing competition a few days ago?"

"Are you talking about 'that one'? I saw it, it's really wonderful..."

"I missed the audition because of that video, so I came here today to watch the second round."

Several girls who were waiting in line to enter walked along the carpet covered with pink petals, laughing and talking about something.

Because of the publicity from the organizing committee, J-company and other forces, as well as the spontaneous recommendations from students, the number of viewers for the elimination rounds was much higher than that for the auditions.

"Hey, what they are discussing must be about my video..."

Shibata Makoto maintained his expression and pricked up his ears silently.

"J-company is indeed a big company. With just some 'online operations', the response is quite enthusiastic. It would be better if the comments from the water army accounts were a little more realistic..."

"Come on, come on, don't other passers-by take videos?"

After two and a half years of practice, he felt the thrill of being exposed to the public for the first time. He felt like he was poisoned, and his fingers slid across the screen at a high speed, as if friction was making fire.

After a few days of "high-intensity self-searching", he was labeled as a user by AI big data, and the system automatically refreshed the videos for him, which were naturally all related to keywords such as "Tokyo University of the Arts Campus Singer Competition" and "Cheng Band".

"Tokyo University of the Arts Campus Singer Contest ~ Sweet Male and Female Chorus ~ No Diabetes Allowed"

Suddenly, a video like this appeared on Shibata Makoto's mobile phone.

(End of this chapter)