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The sound of the guitar strings is clear and pure.

The stage lights softened.

The previous fervent rock atmosphere was replaced by a gentle and melancholic one.

Iwasawa Asami closed her eyes and gently stroked the strings with her fingers.

"While anxiously searching, the day had already ended..."

She spoke.

The singing was no longer the screaming and catharsis of before.

It is a calm narration.

It's as if it's telling a distant story.

The atmosphere on the screen was relaxed.

[Oh! New song! Is it a ballad rock?]

[This is so good! Iwasawa's wife is amazing, no arguments allowed!]

This song seems to tell a story...

The audience was filled with curiosity.

They adjusted to a comfortable position, ready to quietly enjoy the song.

In their eyes, this was merely an interlude in the revelry.

It was used to showcase the charm of the supporting character, Asami Iwasawa.

No one knows what kind of heartbreaking story lies behind this.

The singing continued.

The visuals, in sync with the lyrics, cut into Iwasawa Asami's complete memories.

It's no longer the kind of inspirational story about pursuing dreams that we used to hear.

Instead, it depicts a dark, cramped room filled with arguments and violence.

"You've been drinking again! What about this month's allowance?"

"Shut up! It's none of your business how I make money!"

The man violently overturned the table, the sound of the plates shattering sharp and piercing.

Young Iwazawa huddled in a corner, covering his ears tightly with his hands, his body trembling uncontrollably.

This was the background noise of her childhood.

Day after day, without stopping.

The smiles on the faces of the viewers in front of the screen froze slightly.

The flow of comments also visibly slowed down.

[...Hmm? This memory seems a little different from the previous ones?]

Wait a minute, you old scoundrel Su, don't cause trouble!

It's okay, it's okay, it's just part of character development, normal procedure, don't panic.

Some people tried to comfort themselves in the comments, but an ominous premonition had quietly begun to unfold in everyone's heart.

On stage, Iwasawa's singing voice trembled slightly, but also gained a bit more power.

"But we must move forward towards tomorrow, so let us sing aloud..."

In her memory, she found the guitar that had changed her life.

In that noisy world, she finally found a voice that could block out everything and belong only to herself.

She began practicing, playing instruments, and singing like crazy.

However, when she tried to use her singing to rebel against the world, an even bigger argument broke out.

She rushed between her parents, trying to stop it all with her small body.

"Stop arguing!"

What greeted her was her father's even more ferocious roar and her mother's hysterical screams.

After that day, she lost her voice.

She couldn't open her mouth.

That sanctuary built with music has collapsed.

At this point, the audience in front of the screen could no longer laugh.

The expressions on their faces changed from relaxed appreciation to shock and heartache.

The comments section froze.

The relaxed atmosphere vanished, replaced by sudden panic.

【？？？？？】

Holy crap?!

Wait a minute! This isn't a comedy!

[Su Bai! I'm warning you! Don't you dare mess with me!]

By the time the audience realized something was terribly wrong, it was already too late.

The memories unfolded on the last night.

The parents' argument reached its peak.

This time, the man picked up a wine bottle.

The woman screamed and dodged.

Iwazawa instinctively lunged forward, wanting to protect his mother.

The bottle traced an arc in the air.

It didn't hit the person the man wanted to hit.

It struck Iwasawa precisely on the back of the head.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The world fell silent.

The arguing stopped.

The screaming stopped.

Iwasawa lay in a cold pool of blood, his consciousness gradually fading.

She didn't feel any pain.

She just felt so tired.

Her dreams, her music, her life that hadn't even begun...

And so, it was completely extinguished before dawn.

Now, the whole truth has been revealed.

All the viewers in front of the screen were stunned, as if struck by lightning.

Their throats were choked by immense heartache, and they couldn't utter a single syllable.

Their minds were blank.

comedy?

A source of happiness?

Has that old scoundrel Su reformed?

It turned out it was all fake.

Asami Iwasawa once lived in such a tragedy, devoured by violence and crushed by fate!

"ah!!!"

On stage, Iwasawa's singing voice soared through the sky at that moment!

All the repression, all the resentment, all the pain, all erupted completely in this final melody!

She was crying.

Tears streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto the guitar.

But on her face, a radiant and satisfied smile blossomed.

"Thank you, my music."

"Thank you, my life."

She sang her final cry against this unjust world, and also expressed her forgiveness for herself.

She accomplished what she most wanted to do in her lifetime.

Hold a concert with your own singing to prove that you once lived.

The wish has been fulfilled.

Her body began to emit a faint glow.

The light grew brighter and brighter, gradually becoming transparent.

The comments section went crazy.

【Do not! 】

No!!!

[Su Bai! You're not human! Give me back my Yanze!]

Countless viewers jumped up from their seats and screamed at the screen with all their might.

They tried to stop the light from spreading with their voices.

But they can't do anything.

He could only watch helplessly as that handsome and strong girl...

At the climax of the song.

In their bewildered and horrified gazes.

Smiling, it transformed into countless points of light across the sky.

It slowly dissipated.

She graduated.

The singing stopped.

"Bang."

The red guitar fell from mid-air and crashed onto the stage with a hollow thud.

Then look back at the stage.

Under the spotlight, there was no one there.

In the animation, the audience below the stage was completely silent.

In front of the screen, the entire audience on Earth remained deathly silent.

That familiar, hopeful ending theme.

Brave Song slowly began to play.

But at this moment, to everyone's ears, the song sounded like a requiem from hell.

The screen went black.

Episode 3, End.

Online, no one is speaking.

A very, very long time passed.

On the screen, a single line of comments slowly floated by, filled with endless fear.

[Old Su... what exactly does graduation mean?]