Momoi Taro wants to form a "don" brother duo, but it's a music anime.

Thinking this way, I inexplicably felt a surge of energy and inspiration.

"I...I can't sing any songs except the ones the band used to sing..." Gao Songdeng said, looking down a little embarrassed.

"Let's go with that one. Do you have the sheet music?" Taro didn't hesitate and picked the song directly. "Although this habit is not good, since we've decided on a street performance starting tomorrow, there's no time for you to learn any other songs."

“Goto’s technique is very good. Familiarizing himself with the score in one night shouldn’t be a problem, right?” Taro looked at Pochi, his eyes seeming to be asking him a question.

"I...I'll try my best..." The meaning of practicing pop songs on my own vanished—

Hopefully, it won't be too difficult a score...

“I have it here.” Wakaba Mutsu took out her phone and sent a picture to Taro’s Line. Taro then forwarded the picture to Pochi.

After looking at the score, Pochi breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It's great that the piece isn't particularly difficult.

"Then it's decided, we'll go to Shimokitazawa for a street performance tomorrow," Taro declared.

Shimokitazawa…! Isn't this a strong chance of running into Nijika and Ryo?! No, I'd better just pretend to be sick. I absolutely can't go there!!

"Yes!" Gao Songdeng nodded vigorously, then looked carefully at Boqi and apologized, "I'm sorry, I think I've caused you trouble."

Poch hurriedly waved his hands and shook his head, denying this claim.

“Then, I’ll pick you up tomorrow, so we don’t not know where to meet.” Taro looked at Pochi and said, “I roughly know where Takamatsu’s house is. Goto, where is your house? Or somewhere nearby?”

"Ah...yes!" While still thinking, Pochi subconsciously blurted out his home address. Ah...it's all over, the plan to fake illness has failed miserably.

"Hey~ I want to go too! Can I go and see?" Aine exclaimed, wanting to join in the fun.

"No!" Taro refused Aine's request: "You need more practice! Joint practice starts on Sunday."

"Eh... how could this happen?" Aine sighed. In the end, she didn't say anything more.

Meow Dream was about to speak up, but seeing Aine being scolded, she froze slightly and didn't say what she wanted to do. She had a feeling that her master would scold her and send her back to the training room... She decided to go find it herself.

"Well then, I'll come find you at ten in the morning," Taro said after briefly explaining the situation. "By the way, I won't be coming tomorrow; someone invited me to provide backup for the band tonight. You guys can practice on your own tomorrow."

"You haven't come for days!" Aine complained loudly. Taro turned to say something, but Aine interrupted him: "Ah, I know there's no rule that everyone has to be here before we can practice, right? I know, I know, I'll practice!"

"That's good." Taro said and walked out of the practice room first.

"Well... I'm leaving too..." Takamatsu Akari said softly, then jogged to Wakaba Mutsu's side by the door and whispered to her, "I'm so happy to see Mutsu again. Goodbye..."

After saying that, she pushed open the door to the practice room and left, following Taro's retreating figure.

"...Me too, lamp."

Xiao Mu smiled slightly, but quickly suppressed the smile, packed her things, and left.

Qinggao Ramen Restaurant is a two-story building. The first floor is the main building of the ramen restaurant, and the second floor is where Xiangzi and Fengchuan Qinggao live.

Since his father regained his strength, Xiangzi also had time to start practicing again.

She looked at the score she had written and smiled with satisfaction, wondering what it would be like to hear such a score played by a senior musician.

However, for some reason, she always had a feeling that she had forgotten something.

But she couldn't remember for a moment. She stroked her keyboard, thinking carefully about what she might have forgotten.

Her eyes darted around, trying to find some clue, and finally settled on a large doll in her room.

This doll was the only gift he ever owned, given to him by his mother. To Xiangzi, the doll's gaze upon him was like his mother still being alive and watching over him.

Therefore, she cherished this doll very much. Whether it was moving out of the Toyokawa family home or moving here from her father's old, dilapidated house, this doll had always been by her side.

"Mother..." Xiangzi murmured to himself, gazing into the doll's gentle eyes. He missed her so much...

"Ah! Oh no, I forgot!" Xiangzi looked for a while, then suddenly remembered something and covered his mouth: "I forgot to tell He Mu about the new band and tomorrow's practice!"

The rain fell slowly, enveloping the entire street.

Ruo Ye Mu bought an umbrella from the store, opened it, and slowly walked home. Suddenly, she heard her phone ring with a "ding".

"Hmm." She stopped in her tracks. The message was from Xiangzi. She took out her phone and looked at it.

Xiang: "Mu! I forgot something very important!"

Xiang: "I originally wanted to tell you this in person, but I was too shocked to hear about Su Shi's situation!"

Xiang: "Time was tight, so I told you on Line."

Xiang: "I'm planning to form a new band. Would Mu be willing to join?"

Ruo Yemu thought for a moment, then typed back, "Okay."

Xiang: "Great! I'll be practicing with my temporary teammates tomorrow night. Here's the sheet music. Xiao Mu, please practice it tomorrow."

Mu: "Okay"

She looked at the sheet music Xiang had sent; it wasn't easy, and she needed to familiarize herself with it properly in the morning.

Wakaba Mutsu sighed. She had originally planned to go see Taro's street performance the next morning.

She stood by the roadside, feeling the cold night wind. It was already very late. Ruo Yemu rarely came home this late, but she never worried about it because her parents never cared about her actions.

As long as she completes the courses according to their requirements, they basically don't interfere with what she does. However, the things her parents arrange, whether it's piano or ballet, are not things she likes, nor are they things that belong to her.

"Xiangzi is going too far!" Another voice inside him rang out: "He knows Xiaomu won't refuse her, yet he dumps all the troublesome things on her."

"..." Ruo Yemu didn't reply; her upbringing wouldn't allow her to speak. But the communication between souls was undisguised. Ruo Yemu's thoughts were completely conveyed to Motis's mind.

"What do you mean I'm the only one who's not qualified to say that? I'm not like her at all! I'm just... well! I'm just a little tired. As the second personality, I don't have as much control over my body as you do, which is understandable."

As I just mentioned, there's no hiding when it comes to communication of souls. So...

"Metis just thought it was too much trouble and left it to me. She was even wondering if Taro would give her a break online because of me."

"I...this...humph! Xiao Mu doesn't understand anything!" Motis was speechless, and could only resort to a path-dependent excuse.

"I understand what Mortis is thinking." A slight smile appeared on Ruoye Mu's lips, which she then concealed.

"...I understand everything you're thinking, Mutsu." Mutsu felt as if she were being hugged.

The two of them are truly bound together by fate, forever intertwined. No one can separate them.

The two of them became each other's support... Although Wakaba Mutsu had been somewhat aware of her own condition before, this was the first time she had felt this way.

Taro said that language is the voice of the heart, and although Wakaba Mutsumi is still learning how to make her language express the voice of her heart, she cannot yet reach Taro's level.

However, now that Wakaba Mutsumi has someone who can listen to the voice of her heart, she can go further and further down the path she firmly believes in.

"So, I have to say! Mutsumi trusted that Momoi Taro way too much!"

"Metis, you're so noisy. You're not being allowed out this month."

"How could this happen?!"

Two souls bound by fate, will they continue to walk together from now on?

Chapter Thirty-Two, Despair #Two Flags 91 Scattered ba 锍y ue漪 (6/8)

Salara...

"..." Nagasaki Motoyo lay on the sofa, holding her phone, staring blankly out the window. The light from the phone illuminated her slightly red eyes and pale face in the darkness.

In the past, when she came home from school, she would always light a diffuser and change into a clean, refreshing outfit on this hot summer day. But today she wasn't in the mood for that. After returning home, she lay down on the sofa in the same clothes she had worn when she knelt on the ground in Asukayama Park.

The summer rain relentlessly pounded against the glass, and the raindrops shattered against the glass as the wind blew them away.

It's like trying to revive the bitter and miserable self...

Motoyo Nagasaki dislikes rainy days, and every time it rains, she thinks about what happened that day.

But today might be a little different...

It's not that Nagasaki Motoyo has developed a liking for rainy days; rather, she feels that the raindrops are like herself.

Driven by a destiny called the wind, it crashes into something and shatters.

"It's really disgraceful to slander others so casually based on your own speculation."

Xiao Xiang's words echoed in Su Shi's mind.

Yes… it wasn't even a speculation, just a malicious assumption she imposed on Momoi Taro. She was simply trying to shirk her responsibilities…

It was clearly all her fault, causing Xiao Mu to become like this. But she couldn't accept this reality, so she made up a self-justifying explanation to make her guilt bearable and lessen her sense of remorse.

Nagasaki Motoyo...hates herself.

"It's really ridiculous to still be clinging to the past."

Everyone was so happy and joyful back then...

In the past, the little lamp wouldn't have shown such a sad expression when things were tough.

In the past, even when Xiao Xiang was suffering, he would never say such things, much less show such an expression.

Even in the past, when Xiao Mu was suffering, she was still... not this frightening.

Everyone is clearly unhappy right now, so why... why can't we go back to suffering?

Or is it... that everyone turned out this way because of me?

"So, have you asked other people for their opinions?"

Is it because I didn't ask for everyone's opinions... didn't communicate with everyone properly, and didn't take good care of everyone that everyone has become like this?

Su Shi's hands seemed to have lost their strength, letting the phone slip from her palms and fall onto the sofa. She covered her face and eyes with her hands in pain, her body twitching slightly, letting out muffled sobs.

No, that's not how it is... at least that's not the outcome I wanted. But Xiao Mu's current state is entirely related to me, and Su Shi really doesn't know what to do.

Having hurt so many people who love me, I'd rather be...

hum~~

The phone that had slipped under her arm vibrated, accompanied by a muffled sound, interrupting Su Shi's increasingly chaotic thoughts.

Su Shi stopped sobbing and slowly moved her hand away. In the dark living room without the lights on, she groped around in the direction of the vibration and finally grasped the phone in her hand.

She turned on her phone to see who had sent the message, but everything was blurry.