Girl band, because of the shining heart

Chapter 6: Same as usual

"You, say it again?"

Mizukami's eyes widened in disbelief, then looked at Jiuzhong Qianxiao.

"How about we not talk about this anymore?"

Jiuzhong Qianxiao looked at Mizukuran's reaction, was silent for a while, then smiled and made this suggestion to Mizukuran.

After a while, the two of them stopped talking about this topic.

No one wants to admit that they lost.

Especially since Mizukami herself has a strong personality, she naturally doesn't want to admit that she lost.

But the question is, how can we win?

It's like in a game, you are a novice monster used for teaching purposes when the player goes out, and the player opposite you is a player who has played the game for who knows how many rounds and has maxed out all the stats. As a monster used for teaching purposes, it is impossible for you to win.

Especially the guy in front of you with maxed-out stats, which makes you hear a ding sound in your head.

Can this be fought?

This is totally impossible to fight, how can you win? You are guaranteed to die.

Mei Zhulan looked at Jiuzhong Qianxiao and finally, had no choice but to admit defeat.

She was just the only daughter of a family with a century-old history of flower arrangement. There was no need for her to face Jiuzhong Qianxiao, a person she could never defeat.

So, after leaving the topic of school, the two of them talked about other things.

Mizukami talked about the time when Jiuzhong Qianxiao was away. She and the other four people often talked about what he usually did when he was giving concerts abroad.

Jiuzhong Qianxiao also followed her topic and talked about what he did in his spare time after the concert.

Mizukuri asked him a lot of questions, and Jiuchong Qianxiao answered her questions patiently.

"By the way, Lan, I saw you waiting in front of the flower shop. You looked like you were waiting for me. Did you suddenly think of coming to see if I was back?"

"Eh? Well, it just suddenly occurred to me."

Speaking of this topic, Mei Zhulan was suddenly stunned, then silently lowered her head and drank the tea in the cup that was no longer so hot.

This reaction made Jiuzhong Qianxiao narrow her eyes slightly. It seemed that it was not the same as what Meizhulan said. She just suddenly remembered to take a look.

"Really? Ah, come to think of it, since you haven't come back for so long, I suddenly want to check the surveillance to see if there are any strange people near the store recently."

As soon as Jiuzhong Qianxiao finished saying this, he saw that Meizhulan's body visibly stiffened. Her hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and the turbulent water surface in the teacup explained her uneasy heart.

So Jiuchong Qianxiao pretended to be nonchalant and said, "But I just remembered that the surveillance camera at the door seems to be broken? I have to find time to replace it with a new one."

Mei Zhulan's hands stopped shaking all of a sudden. She breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Really? That's such a pity."

Seeing her reaction, Jiuchong Qianxiao thought for a moment and said, "But there is another surveillance camera in the store, facing the door."

Then Mizhulan's hands started shaking again.

"But it should be impossible to monitor outside."

Mizukuri's heart suddenly calmed down, and she couldn't help complaining. The way Jiuzhong Qianxiao spoke and gasped was very similar to her childhood sweetheart, who spoke very slowly and sometimes gasped. Oh, her name was Aoba Moka.

I don't know who learned from whom.

However, after learning that there was indeed no surveillance video capturing the incident, Mi Zhulan was completely relieved.

After pursing her lips for a long time, Mei Zhulan turned around and looked outside the store. The snow had stopped falling, and she asked with a trembling voice, "After you come back this time, are you going to leave again?"

"No, there are some things that I can't find that I'm still interested in."

Because of his natural talent, Jiuchong Qianxiao could quickly master something. It only took him less than half an hour to go from knowing nothing to reaching the pinnacle of mastery.

Therefore, he could not find the thing called a sense of accomplishment, let alone experience the sweet taste of the fruit of harvest after overcoming numerous difficulties.

That is why he would look for something that would interest him. But until now, he has tried a lot, including painting, sculpting, acting, dubbing, etc. Among them, only forming a band and playing music has kept him going for three years.

But now, he could no longer find anything that could be considered interesting.

"is it?"

I don’t know why, but Mizukani’s voice sounded both joyful and lonely.

After the two chatted for a while, and when it was confirmed that it was no longer snowing outside, Mi Zhulan prepared to leave.

Jiuzhong Qianxiao put gloves on her, put a scarf around her neck, and walked out of the store with her.

"You really don't need me to take you home?"

Looking at the alone Mei Zhulan, Jiuzhong Qianxiao frowned slightly and asked her with concern.

"You're so long-winded. I'm not a child anymore. For things like going home alone, I should just treat it as usual."

Mi Zhulan shook her head, looked at the concerned look on Jiuzhong Qianxiao's face, and answered him with a helpless smile.

Please, she is not a child. In the past, Jiuzhong Qianxiao wanted to go back with her, but that was because she was afraid of being lonely. Next year, she will be a high school student. In this case, she still needs Jiuzhong Qianxiao to send her home.

After saying goodbye to Jiuzhong Qianxiao, Meizhulan walked alone on the street. From then on, she basically did not go home alone. Every time after school, the five of them went home together.

They would only separate when they were near their respective homes, and now was one of the few times she went home alone.

In the past, at this time, Jiuzhong Qianxiao would take the initiative to accompany her back, and the two of them would chat happily on the way.

But now...

Well, after walking a few steps, Mei Zhulan wanted to talk about something, but no one who was willing to talk to her was around her.

I am all alone.

She was still not used to this situation, so she could only sigh with a little loneliness in her eyes.

Just when I was about to continue being alone.

"If it's the same as usual, it means I'm with you. If I let you go home alone, it won't be the same as usual."

Jiu Zhong Qian Xiao's voice sounded from behind her. She subconsciously turned around and looked at Jiu Zhong Qian Xiao's gentle smile. After being stunned for a moment, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her heart began to jump for joy.

But when she saw the increasingly gentle smile on Jiuzhong Qianxiao's face, she turned her face away, not letting Jiuzhong Qianxiao see her upturned mouth corners and slightly hot face.

"Let's go home together, Lan, just like usual."

"Yeah, same as usual."

Jiu Zhong Qian Xiao looked at the shy girl who was as young as a flower bud, smiled, walked to her side, stretched out her hand, and straightened the scarf around her neck.

Speaking of which, it was one winter when Mei Zhulan's scarf fell off, so he knitted a scarf specifically for her. Of course, after he was discovered to have this skill, he also knitted scarves for other people.

The scarf that Yamabuki Saya wore when she was released and returned home was also knitted by him.

However, because the scarf was originally knitted specifically for Mizukani, Jiuzhong Qianxiao also specially knitted a bright red orchid on it.

Mi Zhulan raised her head slightly, looked into those gentle eyes, and finally nodded. The two of them walked together on the commercial street as usual.

Only after sending Mizukuri back to her home did Jiuzhong Chixiao separate from her.

Then, as usual, I left alone, walking alone on the street, looking at the dead branches of the trees in winter.

Finally returned to his home.

In Tokyo, where every inch of land is valuable, the courtyard that Jiuzhong Qianxiao's mother bought for him was a little too big.

Close to the commercial street is a two-story building. The first floor is where the flower shop, kitchen, dining room, and bathroom are located. The second floor is a large bedroom and there are several empty rooms.

There is also a two-story warehouse in the courtyard. The first floor of the warehouse is a greenhouse for growing flowers, and the second floor has been converted into a band practice room. There is also a house, where people basically play in their spare time.

This place is too big, and Jiuzhong Qianxiao lives alone.

After sending Mizukami Lan home, Jiuzhong Chixiao returned home alone as usual. As usual, she ate the dinner she made herself, took a shower, lay on the soft bed, and fell asleep looking at the stars outside the window.

Chapter 7: Lying in the park for a day, and then being picked up by a JK hot girl after school

The day starts as usual when you wake up.

Lying on the bed, looking at the white ceiling, my sight moved as I stood up, and finally fell to the window.

The winter sky is clearing up, a rare occurrence. The warm sunlight shines through the window and falls on the ground. It should be a good day today.

She changed out of her pajamas, put on a white sweater, a pair of black trousers, and then a black down jacket. She went to the mirror, combed her long hair which was a little messy after sleeping all night, tied it into a ponytail and put it up high.

After a simple wash and a homemade breakfast, I opened the door of the store.

Jiuchong Qianxiao didn't care about the income of the flower shop. The money the flower shop earned in a year was not as much as he could earn from taking an advertisement.

Actually, I didn’t want to open a flower shop at first. I just wanted to open a random shop so that a few friends in the commercial street could come and have a look, sit down and chat.

The reason why she opened a flower shop was simply because Mizukuri was the only daughter of a flower arrangement family. In order to practice flower arrangement, she naturally needed to buy a variety of flowers, so Jiuzhong Chixiao chose to open a flower shop.

Whether the shop is open or not and what kind of flowers are sold all depends on his mood. The only exception is Mei Zhulan, because this flower shop was opened for her.

He raised his head and looked at the cloudless sky. The hot air exhaled from his mouth turned into white mist in the air and gradually rose. Jiuchong Qianxiao's eyes fell on a tree not far away.

After the dead leaf fell, he slowly walked away.

If you stay at home, you won't encounter anything and you don't want to play games, so just do it like before, walk around outside, stop and look at where the fallen leaves from the trees fall, and then decide where to go based on where the leaf falls.

Sometimes something will attract my attention, and sometimes I will just walk around like this doing nothing all day.

He didn't know what to do, nor could he think of what he needed to do.

His superior family background and great talent made him confused and he could not find anything that could make his silent heart beat.

Walking on the streets in winter, observing the people coming and going, there is joy and depression on their faces. Some are full of yearning and expectation for life, while others are worried about their current living situation.

Finally, he stopped at the fork in the road, and when another leaf fell to the left, Jiuchong Qianxiao walked towards the street on the left.

The scenery along the road gradually became unfamiliar, which made him frown slightly, but his steps never stopped.

Until he felt a little tired, he came to the vending machine, put in a coin, and bought a can of juice. The sweet taste slid down his throat into his stomach. His dry throat cheered at this moment. After drinking it, he threw the can into the trash can.

Jiuchong Qianxiao finally had time to look around.

This is a park. As far as he can remember, he seemed to have been here a long time ago. At that time, it seemed that he had just moved here. After that, he almost never came here.

Because there was nothing much worth remembering, he felt a little strange.

His sight fell on a bench.

In his memory, that was one of the few things about this place worth remembering.

There used to be two little girls here, one was singing, the other was playing guitar? I think it was the guitar, I can’t quite remember, and there was also an adult, I think he was the father of the little girl who was singing? He was also playing guitar?

Jiuzhong Qianxiao sat on the bench, looking at the sky and reminiscing.

It seemed like a long time had passed and he could no longer remember clearly. After recalling for a long time, he finally only remembered the names of the two little girls.

Since there was nothing to do, Jiuchong Qianxiao lay down on the bench.

evening.

After having lunch at a random place nearby at noon, Jiuzhong Qianxiao returned to the park and lay on the bench.

He doesn't have to go to school, nor does he need to think about his future life. He can't find anything that interests him, and he hasn't even found his dream yet. Therefore, he is really idle now, even terribly idle.

What can people do when they are idle? Jiuchong Qianxiao can lie on a bench in the park for a whole day in December.

Finally, wait until he leaves.

"Um, is that Kunou Chihaya-san?"

"? I am, who are you?"

The brown-haired girl who looked slightly familiar and looked like the one he was talking to was still in school, so she was just wearing a down jacket over her uniform. The other person's emerald green eyes made him frown slightly.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lisa Imai."

After she said that, Jiuchong Qianxiao remembered. After comparing the little girl in his memory with the girl in front of him, he understood why he felt that the other person looked so familiar.

The changes are big, or too big.

Very mature, or rather, too mature. She doesn't feel like a young girl at all, but rather a tolerant mother...a motherly feeling?

Although he didn't quite understand why he thought this way, Jiuchong Qianxiao just had this feeling.

"...What's wrong?"

Seeing Kunou Chisho looking at her with a thoughtful look on his face, Lisa Imai tilted her head, somewhat puzzled as to what he was thinking about.