Crossover Anime: This is not pure love at all

Today, Goto Ichiri has almost kept herself locked in this closet the whole time.

He played "Be The One," a song that had echoed repeatedly in his memory.

"Zheng—"

The raw and sorrowful sound of a guitar echoed in the cramped closet.

When the song ended, Goto Ichiri couldn't help but bury her face in her knees and sob softly.

Cry for a while, then play music for a while.

Play for a while, then cry for a while.

And so it goes.

After playing it countless times, Goto Ichiri's fingertips had unknowingly become extremely familiar with the piece.

"But...but Kuroe even asked me if I wanted to marry him..."

Goto Ichiri hugged his guitar tightly, recalling that day in the abandoned storage room, and the boy's eyes, which held a hint of a smile yet were incredibly serious.

"Why did I refuse back then...?"

"If... if I had agreed back then... even if he's now a star in the sky, I would at least... at least be his widow..."

"But now, I don't even know in what capacity I should remember him..."

Intense regret and longing overwhelmed Goto Ichiri like a tidal wave.

Only at this moment did she finally understand that her feelings for the boy who always gently encouraged and protected her were far more than just gratitude and admiration.

She liked him.

I like it very much.

However, this feeling of affection will never have a chance to be expressed.

"Kuroe-kun... I really want to see you again..."

Goto Ichiri buried her face in the guitar, tears streaming down her face.

She thought of the song "Be the One" again.

Goto Ichiri wiped away her tears, her hands trembling, and picked up the phone that was placed aside.

She opened the website account she usually used to upload guitar cover videos – "Guitar Hero".

Then the other background music for that song was synthesized, including drums, bass, synthesizers, etc.

Finally, there's her specialty: the guitar.

Goto Ichiri put on her headphones and poured all her sadness, longing, and admiration for that boy into the strings of her guitar.

"Zheng—!"

The exhilarating electric guitar intro exploded in the cramped closet.

……

A few hours later.

With red eyes, Goto Ichiri uploaded a video of her instrumental cover of "Be The One" to the internet.

The video's cover image is of a shooting star shining brightly in a pitch-black night sky.

Title: [Dedicated to...the heroes who had no dreams.]

After posting the video, Goto Ichiri shut down her computer and retreated back into the corner of the closet.

What she didn't know was...

This powerful and emotionally charged piece of music caused a sensation online within just a few hours of being uploaded.

The account "Guitar Hero" already had a large following, and the unprecedented style and highly infectious guitar solo of "Be The One" instantly ignited the entire music scene!

The number of views skyrocketed from 10,000, 100,000, 500,000...

In just half a day, the number of views exceeded one million!

……

However, Goto Ichiri was completely unaware of all this and didn't care at all.

With millions of views and countless accolades, she would have been overjoyed and rolling around in bed in the past.

But now, all she feels is emptiness and sadness.

Goto Ichiri hugged his knees, staring blankly at the wooden floor of the closet.

Just then.

Her gaze suddenly sharpened.

Sometime during the day, a small clump of white sand appeared on the ground.

And to her surprise, she discovered that she herself had quite a few of them!

"Huh? What's this?"

Goto Ichiri sniffed, and with a hint of doubt, stretched out his finger and picked up a bit of white sand.

The sand was very fine, and its texture was somewhat strange, unlike ordinary dust.

"How come there's sand in the house?"

Goto Ichiri frowned, but overwhelmed with grief, she didn't delve into it. She simply brushed the sand away and continued to immerse herself in her own world.

……

at the same time.

"Look here, the male lead's inner struggle when faced with the second female lead's confession is written so complexly."

"This way, readers might not even read it carefully and just glance at it before moving on to the next paragraph."

Kuroko Jiangshi circled the most important words in that passage, which startled Kasumigaoka Utaha.

As expected of a master, he could spot the few words she wrote with the most care at a glance.

"These are probably the ones you put the most effort into writing, right? Let's keep them, and then..."

Hei Jiang wrote another paragraph next to it.

"Writing it this way not only leaves room for the reader's imagination, but also makes the emotional pull more delicate and natural."

"..."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stood beside Kuroe Minoru, slightly bent over, her gaze focused intently on the modified text on the screen.

"I see……"

A look of realization and amazement flashed in Shi Yu's eyes.

By simply changing a few words and deleting those lengthy psychological descriptions, the tension of the entire passage was instantly elevated to a whole new level!

"Kuroe-kun, you really..."

Shi Yu turned her head, just about to open her mouth to praise.

But he realized that because he had been so engrossed in watching, he had unknowingly gotten very close to Kuroe.

Her long, flowing, jet-black hair cascaded down her shoulders, the ends of which gently brushed against Kuroe Minoru's cheeks.

"It's so itchy..."

Kuroe instinctively shrank his neck and turned his head away.

At this moment, their faces were less than ten centimeters apart.

They could even clearly feel each other's warm breath.

"..."

The air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's wine-red eyes widened slightly as she looked at the handsome face so close to hers, and her heart skipped a beat.

Upon closer inspection, Kuroe Minoru's features appeared even more three-dimensional and profound, especially his clear eyes, which seemed to possess a strange magic that made one want to immerse oneself in them.

Shi Yu's cheeks instantly flushed with an alluring blush, but she did not panic and back away like an ordinary innocent girl.

On the contrary, a hint of cunning and boldness flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Kuroe-kun..."

Shi Yu's voice became somewhat low and hoarse, carrying a... allure?

Instead of backing away, she leaned forward slightly, bringing the two of them even closer, almost nose to nose.

Your eyes... are so beautiful.

Shiyu's breath was as fragrant as orchids, her warm breath gently brushing against Kuroe Minoru's cheek, carrying a faint, girlish scent.

"..."

"?!"