Another string reel from Bandoli

After exchanging (arguing) information that could not be shared with the public, the two of them still lifted the silent communication mode and continued to talk in the corner of the bar where not many people noticed.

Kasumi Toyama is now suddenly bursting into Kasumi language because of the performance of the band that just shined like a soul cry.

"So? How did you break the curse and meet Kasumi when you miraculously missed all the chances of meeting each other in the past six years? Forget it, looking at the guitar in Kasumi's hand, I have a general idea." Xianjuan Gan was tired of listening to Kasumi's words, and asked calmly and lazily.

From the moment she entered the scene, Kasumi Toyama was clutching a red, star-shaped guitar bag. This already allowed Xianju Gan to piece together the information.

Not to mention the pack of fashionable baby toys at the back.

"You should pay more attention to your guitar. Isn't that your guitar? I've been protecting it for several days."

"Huh? Is that so? Can you play the guitar, Liver Paste?" Kasumi Toyama showed a surprised expression when she heard the incredible topic.

"...I don't like playing musical instruments. It's just a prop I borrowed from your warehouse. It's up to you to decide what to do with it, Ichigo. Whether to sell it or give it away."

Xian Juangan waved his hand nonchalantly. He had no interest in the bands his mentors had played in when they were young. Every time he recalled the fragments about this part of his memory, he simply watched the strange, alien audience in the audience.

"Grandma has already said she'll give it to you. The decision is up to you."

The star-like ears that looked like cat ears seemed to be agitated.

"Then just give it to Kasumi, since it's mine. By the way, how much is this guitar worth in the market now?"

"Three hundred thousand yen"

"Forget it, just put it up for sale in the market."

“Ahhhhh!!!”

"I knew you'd say that. I already posted it!" Ichigaya Yusaki showed the guitar sales page on her phone. But a closer look revealed it was just a similar page that had closed earlier.

Arisaki Ichigaya and Haruka Makigan sang in unison and teased the third person.

"Don't be so heartless! I will save the money! Let this child go!" Kasumi Toyama hugged the red star guitar tightly with a look of grievance on her face.

Her legs wanted to go limp again like they did in the past—

"Mind control hairpin!" Xianjuan Gan took out the props he had taken from his backpack before the conversation in a flash, took off the double red star hairpin on the ordinary card, and gently clipped the double sunflower hairpin on the right end of Kasumi Toyama's hair.

The tool's brainwave controller prevented Kasumi Toyama from making any further attempts to embarrass herself in public.

"How many times have you done this? Why are you so skilled?" Ichigaya Yusaki complained as he watched the decorations being changed at a speed that was imperceptible to others.

“Practice makes perfect. With enough mistakes, people can always grow from failure.”

—Honestly, this kind of thing might happen once or twice to satisfy your vanity, but if it happens too often, it's really embarrassing.

"...Is that person on the stage someone you know? She's looking at us with cold eyes." Ichigaya Yusaki asked timidly.

The stereotypical rebellious punk look, with the heating turned on high, is dressed coolly with half of the shoulders exposed.

The sharp gaze exuded an air of forbidding approach. The bad lead singer, with red highlights, scrutinized the boy she had been particularly interested in recently, putting a hairpin on a new girl with brown hair and cat ears, clutching a guitar.

Who is that? Mei Zhulan was in anxiety and had difficulty breathing.

Chapter 75 Chapter 75 In fact, Xian Juangan does not know how to appreciate music

I gave up guitar

It was a sickly hot sunset.

The weather was not so good, with a somewhat dark and cloudy sunset.

Her fingertips tightly grasped the edge of her clothes, but she tried to keep her breathing even. She could feel her body tense.

With a gentle breeze on the rooftop of Yuqiu, the hair of the man in front of him was slowly blown up. His tall and slender figure, for a boy, flickered slightly. His dark golden eyes stared at the girl in front of him with some trembling. His hands stroked the star-shaped red guitar, as if to soothe it while it was waiting to be pressed.

But his eyes were as gentle as the bright moon.

"I am... a terrible person when it comes to music."

"There was a band I hurt."

"Even though they may not care anymore, even though what I did was to help them"

"But I still can't help but know what kind of emotions I have towards them."

It was sunset, and the remaining light lingering in the sky shone on his face.

"Afterglow is a great band, but there's no place for me."

“It’s nice to have someone by your side when the music is playing.”

"Mizuki-san, the person you should be waiting for on this rooftop is no longer me."

"Cherish your friends. I'm not worth your expectations."

The blown hair was combed back together, like a touch of bright color in the sunset.

She clenched her fingers into fists, her nails almost digging into her palms.

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With a smile on his face, the young man with the clip-shaped voice said his farewell words so calmly and gently.

Tomorrow will definitely be a sunny day, and things will definitely get better."

From that day on, he was never seen on the rooftop again.

Even the white radish fields were heavily shackled.

Even during class, we still meet.

Even during lunch break, we can still say goodbye to each other.

Even after school...

The backs of separation again and again.

She and [them] were as noisy as usual.

He was alone and displaced among the crowd.

Suddenly I felt that this classmate who always appeared to be very strong was actually stronger than me.

Unconsciously, this radio boy of the same age has planted countless small seeds in her heart, which are now quietly sprouting with the sunset.

Mei Zhulan is in love.

Another reaction from Ichigaya Arisa.

While she was still trying to figure out how to save Ushigome Satomi and Hanazono Tae whose memories might be erased, he found another one from somewhere.

The presence of Aoba Mocha beside him explains the reason to a certain extent.

Ichigaya Yusaki knows that Aoba Moka has always had another small group, but the only connection between her and Ichigaya Yusaki is Genmaki Kan.

……

Oh, that Mizukuri who got into big trouble...

Yusaki Ichigaya found the person who matched the criteria from his past conversations.

The classmate who caused Xian Juangan to lose [ten years] of memory.

Ichigaya Yusaki let his guard down.

……

I noticed the unnaturalness of the girl with highlighted hair who came on stage.

Xian Juangan, with a calm expression, naturally greeted Mei Zhulan on the stage.

He took a few steps forward, putting some distance between himself and the latter two.

After speaking softly for a few words in a tone that made Toyama Kasumi and Ichigaya Yusaki feel uncomfortable, he turned around and looked back at the platform.

Is this someone I know? Mizukami felt a sense of unfamiliarity with the latter two during this series of actions, so I guess they were just acquaintances.

This throbbing must come from fear.

"Lan, after the performance is over, there will be plenty of opportunities to go down and ask questions. Just focus on the performance and show your charming side."

The lead guitarist Aoba Moka, who was closest to Mizukari and had just changed into a hood as his performance costume, was the first to notice Mizukari's unnaturalness.

"...talk too much" he said, getting upset and turning his head to the side.

She lowered her eyes, making it difficult to see her expression.

Holding the new red guitar neck, Mei Zhulan took a deep breath. Her eyes changed.

It's just a guitar from the past.

Mizukari grabbed the standing microphone like a tyrant.

"Everyone! Are you enjoying the show tonight?"

"onoooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

There were some very respectful cheers from the audience, and many girls were still obsessed with the withdrawal reaction brought by the stimulation of the music.

Kasumi Toyama mixed in and joined in cheering.

They have completely integrated into it.

Yamabuki Saya is still taking care of the dehydrated Ushigome Satomi in the corner

Ichigaya Yusaki looked strange.

“We are afterglow!”

"This is the bassist Fei Ma Li." The hot pink-haired Fei Ma Li was holding the bass. When she heard herself being introduced, she shook the bass slightly, causing her chest to shake sinfully.

"This is the keyboard player, Thrush." ​​Thrush was about to greet shyly, but when she heard her name being called in plural form as usual, she staggered and almost pressed the keyboard with her shaking hands.

"This is our drummer Ba!" Ba Shuang tapped the drumsticks.

"This is guitarist Mocha." Hood's Mocha improvised solo guitar, the violent guitar sound tore the whole audience apart.

This caused the audience to burst into cheers.

In terms of band level, Mocha is actually considered to be the top-notch among the five members.

Not to mention that she actually has cheat codes and is a banned cheater.

"I'm the leader, vocalist and guitarist Mitakeran, and the song we're going to play next is—Tomorrow Night Sky's Sentinel Squad!"

Before Fei Mali could complain about how her leadership role had been snatched away, her pupils contracted when she heard the song title, and her grip loosened, nearly dropping her bass.

The other four were startled by the sudden mention of the song title.

This isn't the original song at all! ! ! ! x4!

Everyone knows how difficult this song is, especially the drums and vocals. If you didn't know who the composer was, you'd think it was a revenge song against the lead singer.

Looking back at the school festival video now, they think the performance was abysmal! The bass was weak, the guitars were sloppy, the keyboards were clunky, the drums were slow, and the lead singer was overly driven. They don't know why the audience was so excited, and later thought their performance was divine.

It was too late to stop it. Mizukane's pick had already fallen.

The five people's hands moved unconsciously.

"It depends on my mood"

“He is a young man who chooses his enemies to fight.”

“There’s not even the future I want to realize.”

"Just waiting for something I only dream of"

“So I fear the future.”

"Hate tomorrow and crave the past"

"Calling out without knowing where to go"

……

The main console was in a mess, and the sudden change left Marina Tsukishima, who was temporarily assigned by the boss to help part-time with the lighting, at a loss as to what to do.

After a few seconds of confusion, she discovered to her horror that the console began to move on its own.

……

Chaotic and disordered, like the sound of a guitar with a temporary tune changed.

As Mizukami's soft singing voice gradually became louder, the guitar and drums followed suit and the music gradually got better.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, please don't come."