My Romance Simulation with Them

Chapter Sixty-Nine. A Thousand Bundles of Brocade Wood (4000 words!)

The guitar roared, straining into empty tones.

On weekends, the Beize pedestrian street square should be a noisy and bustling place.

But when the intense guitar music really kicks in...

The once noisy place instantly returned to silence.

Everyone instinctively looked up at Nanxiang Shi, who was standing on the steps and a head taller than them.

The steps for an open-air performance.

This is undoubtedly a very shabby performance stage.

But for some reason, when I was in Nanxiang, I just stood in that place—

"It's like the center."

Ichi Niji Natsumi, with her head tilted back, opened her mouth.

She couldn't understand it.

Nanxiang was clearly performing outdoors for the first time; he was just a novice who had just started playing the guitar.

Why does it possess such a powerful and solid typhoon? It can easily attract people's attention.

This kind of powerful stage presence, capable of easily captivating all listeners, is simply impossible to possess without countless hours of rigorous and meticulous performance.

Moreover, it was visible to the naked eye that Ichiki Nijika could also sense it.

Nanxiang's already decent guitar skills improved even further at this moment.

With each chord he strummed, his progress was clearly perceptible.

The guitar roared!

A tearing, hollow sound emanated from it!

The intense guitar solo left her breathless.

but...

"The guitar sound is so intense and clean, so why does it... sound so thin and lonely?"

My heart clenched at the sound of the guitar.

Ichi Nijika muttered to herself, unable to understand.

Yes.

She could tell that the lead guitar played a significant role in the song "I Don't Want to Die Alone".

Long solo segments!

A powerful sweeping chord!

A long, booming, artificially created hollow sound!

These elements combined should create an incredibly intense and passionate feeling.

But why?

Why does such an intense, even deafening, voice, like a cry from the heart, sound so lonely and weak?

Ichi Nijika couldn't understand.

Just as she didn't understand how Goto Ichiri felt when she wrote the song in the simulation.

Yes. She couldn't understand.

But that doesn’t mean we can’t empathize.

The voice, like a lonely sea, had unknowingly captured her heart, drawing her in and causing her to fall deeper into the depths of her soul.

In a daze.

Ichi Nijika seemed to see someone, a lone girl.

She was walking alone on the street.

She sat alone at her desk.

In a hazy moment.

Ichi Nijika felt as if she had become that lonely girl again.

In this world, she didn't learn to play the drums.

He lacked caring friends like Goto Ichiri, Yamada Ryo, and Kita Ikuyo.

My sister is busy with band activities all day long and has no time to take care of herself.

I have no friends, and even less to talk about.

I brought my favorite things to school, but I couldn't find anyone to share them with.

The cold desks and chairs in the school have always been my companions.

Seeing her classmates chatting happily, she really wanted to join them.

But in the end, I still chose to sit on the chair and stare blankly, clumsily comforting myself in my heart.

The excitement belongs to them.

I have nothing.

The version of myself in this world did not create a band.

After graduating from high school, he was urged by his parents to take a job in a hurry. Step by step, he became depressed under the whip of society. After get off work, he could only stay outside and eat a simple hot-heated store bento.

The future seems like a distant concept to me.

After quickly finishing eating,

Exhausted, I returned home and said to the cold, empty room, "I'm home."

I always thought I could endure these dark and gloomy days.

But it wasn't until I reached out and turned on the light myself.

I noticed two lonely shadows under the incandescent light bulb.

One is one's own shadow, and the other is oneself.

Only then did she finally break down, hugging her knees and sobbing softly.

But all that could respond to her was the endless night and the empty room.

It's so cold here.

I'm so lonely...

Who can find me?

The scene before my eyes gradually faded away.

All that remained was Ichiki Nijika's inner scream.

But here, there is only profound darkness.

Only an indescribable loneliness churning in my chest remained.

next moment.

The clean sound of the guitar exploded in my ears!

It was really loud!

The gloom of loneliness has been dispelled!

The gloomy sky has come into color!

The previously somber and depressing melody underwent a complete 360-degree transformation.

When a person reaches their breaking point, they finally let out a roar of resentment and struggle.

"I'm right here!"

"Who's going to notice me?!"

Chords!

Nanxiang continuously strums chords!

The volume of the guitar, when output to an output device, increases in pitch with each note!

It was as if a heart that had been dead had started beating again.

All the pent-up emotions that had been building up erupted at this moment!

The booming guitar music was impossible to ignore.

The soaring tone reignited the previously stagnant emotions!

The surging sea of ​​loneliness has been evaporated!

Everyone looked up at that moment.

They could feel the emotions conveyed in the guitar music.

"Don't ignore me."

"I don't want to be held back by fear anymore!"

"I don't want to die alone!"

Om-! ! !

It's like someone's inner cry.

The artificial empty sound was drawn out for a very long time in the last section.

The song has ended!

The audience remained silent for a long time.