I am your deceased love sustenance 1

Demon Slayer Wine is a relatively inferior liquor. Its only advantage is that it won’t break the bank. Although Deng doesn’t like the taste very much, he can still accept it.

She only drank one glass before opening the window to ventilate. If she drank a little more, she would probably be drunk during working hours.

"Hoohoo, drinking, it would be best if there was music. Does Xiao Deng know any music?"

He's getting bolder and bolder! He doesn't even call me "senior" anymore, but instead calls me by my first name or "Xiao Deng" or something like that... The last time I encountered this was when I was in a band in junior high.

“I can’t sing.”

A clean and decisive rejection. There was absolutely no way Deng would agree to the request to sing.

It has been ten years since Crychic disbanded. During these ten years, Takamatsu Deng has never sung again. If nothing unexpected happens, he will not sing a single word in the next ten years.

"Then let me hum a few lines. I want to sing my favorite single! Welcome to the Black Parade!"

While chatting, he finished the work of two people, without giving Takamatsu Deng any chance to react, and Noshiro Chitose tapped the office desk with his fingers to keep the rhythm.

"When I was a young boy,"

(When I was a little boy,)

"My father took me into the city,"

(My father took me to the city,)

"To see a marching band,"

(Go see the band parade,)

"He said, Son when you grow up,"

(His words are still ringing in my ears: "Son, when you grow up,

"Would you be the savior of the broken,"

(You are willing to be desperate,)

"The beaten and the damned?",

(The savior of the losers and the unfortunate?")

The singing stopped abruptly, and Chitose, who was singing happily, opened another box of Demon Slayer Wine and started drinking it by herself.

"It sounds nice... What type of music is this?"

Chitose's voice is definitely one of the best Deng has ever heard!

"Punk! And this song is called Punk Anthem!"

"hymn?"

"Yes, but I'll tell Xiao Deng the specific reason next time. My dear Senior Deng, do you want to go out for a bite to eat after this morning's rest?"

"I usually bring my own lunch, but today is the first time I haven't had time to prepare anything."

"Hey, let's go!"

As if nothing had happened just now, Chitose smiled carelessly and waved his hand:

"After get off work this afternoon, let's... go for a drink! I know a place that has punk music and amazing drinks! Senior Deng... you definitely won't be disappointed!"

Ch16.This is the inner spirit of punk!

This song is called Punk Anthem!

This is what the little angel junior who always carries drinks with him and hums a few lyrics when he is happy says.

"What do seniors usually eat during lunch break?"

"I can…"

I would stay on the warm little sofa in the tea room on the second floor of the company, drinking free black coffee and eating the little lunch box I made myself.

Deng hesitated for a moment and did not choose to say so, because she was too ordinary and would be defined as a boring woman by Qiansui's juniors, right?

But, there's really nothing more to say.

Gao Songdeng hesitated and pinched the wrinkles on the corners of his suit with his hands behind his back again and again.

"I'll just eat something, and then," after thinking it over, Deng gave up the idea of ​​pretending and said with a hint of self-abandonment:

"Then I go back to work to check the stone samples and collect some scraps that the company doesn't want anymore. On the way home, I pick up some more stones, and that's the end of the day."

Never mind, if she felt bored, then so be it. Anyway, the twenty-six years of her life were all so boring and ordinary, except for her third year of junior high school.

"Eh!"

Deng heard the exclamation and thought he had misheard at first, until Chitose quickly approached with the selected lunch box in hand.

"I just asked Senior what we wanted to eat, and he enthusiastically told me all the fun things he had all day! This is so unfair! Does this mean I have to trade something equally fun for something else?"

"Interesting...thing?"

Gao Songdeng was puzzled, Gao Songdeng was puzzled, and Gao Songdeng was amazed.

This kid... is truly unique. As expected, she's the kind of person who can befriend someone like me, someone who doesn't fit in with society...

Although it may be rude to say this, Takamatsu Deng really cannot understand what is interesting about such a boring thing.

This is clearly the most boring life in the world.

"I guess Senior is muttering to himself, 'This is meaningless, this is the most boring life in the world.'"

"!"

"My mood is written all over my face."

For lunch, I had curry chicken rice from a convenience store. The curry and chicken were not very delicious, but it was edible.

Two working adults were eating on the small swing in the park like a child.

"Chitose."

Looking at Chitose Noshiro who was working hard at her meal with her silver hair tied up, the lamp made a sound.

"Woo? What's up, Sister Deng?"

"..."

The words "Sister Deng" suppressed what Deng wanted to say.

"What's going on? Tell me now, or I can continue eating."

"I'm... curious why Chitose just said my daily life is interesting."

"Ah, that's the question."

Chitose Noshiro puffed out her mouth filled with food, nodded slightly and looked at the bare branches of the cherry tree beside her.

"Because Deng is very consistent with the core of punk. I think Deng-senpai is someone who can play punk!"

"Am I a punk? Seriously?"

Deng thought Qiansui was joking, but found that the other party put down his chopsticks very seriously.

"Seriously, do you know why My Chemical Romance's "Welcome to the Black Parade" is called the punk bible?"

"I'm sorry, I'm not very clear..."

"There was a line in the little piece I sang this morning that said: Are you willing to be the savior of the hopeless, the losers, and the unfortunate?"

"It is precisely because of this sentence that the innermost spirit of punk is revealed accurately. It is to become the savior of the oppressed, forgotten, and excluded, to speak out for them, and to lead them on a tour with music!"

"But this parade is no longer about showing off like a military regiment. On the contrary, it allows those poor people who are usually excluded to walk out into the streets and into the sun."

"I think Senior Deng can be the savior who leads everyone."

"Ah, ah, ah? This is too..."

Is this really me? Leading everyone? Parading? Seems a bit childish...

Takamatsu Deng never thought that one day a girl four years younger than her would describe her with such rock words.

"Xiao Deng is just too conservative! Seriously! How can life be like this? After get off work, I'll take Deng out to explore some new horizons!"

"I--"

Deng knew that he was now facing a choice.

Should I choose to continue living a monotonous and boring life like a stone, or go out and play with the younger generation who are very nice?

"I can!"

Anyway, no matter how bad it gets, it can't be worse than her current situation.

The long-lost sunshine shone through the gaps between the clouds, making the girl next to him who loved drinking and punk even more eye-catching.

The savior of others...actually, this is the role he should play.

Instead, I feel more like the oppressed, forgotten, and excluded who need redemption.

The amount of activity in my brain these past two days is incredible...

Takamatsu Deng imitated Chitose Noshiro and started eating lunch with big mouthfuls.

She never tasted the missing flavor in the wine glass yesterday.

……

STARY, an exhibition hall full of legendary stories.

Most people come here for the diverse musical performances, but there are also a small number of music fans like Chitose Noshiro who love the music and have deep memories of the drinks here.

Since its opening, it has witnessed the changes in Tokyo's underground music scene, and the types of performances at STARY have become more diverse over time.

"Deng~Senior~" Chitose, who was already sipping a cocktail, sat on a high stool at the bar and attacked Deng with a soft voice.

"Today, you must fully enjoy the spiral of happiness that comes from drinking."

Drink it, Gao Songdeng, just drink it, the more you drink, the better.

He had already drunk a lot of alcohol today, but Qiansui knew that the more sober he was, the harder it would be to let go.

The virtual drinking in the simulation was like an antidote, resolving her anxiety and longing for Xiao Deng.

Get drunk... As long as you are drunk, you can do it, which is a good thing for everyone, isn't it?

"Xiao Deng, the band that's about to perform is the reason I brought you here."

"Huh? Is it because they're singing punk?"

"Yeah, of course."

Noshiro Chitose nodded and shook her head at the same time.

"But it's not just that simple. The song they're going to sing today isn't their own original song, but the title song by the American rock band My Chemical Romance."

As they toasted each other, Takamatsu Touma had already been forced to drink several glasses of wine by Noshiro Chitose.

Thanks to the experience of the first day, I wasn’t too embarrassed, but it wasn’t much better either.

After a few drinks she started to feel groggy again.

"Xiao Deng, pay attention, the show is about to begin."

The soft piano prelude of "Welcome to the Black Parade" instantly woke Takamatsu Deng up.

Ch17. Cheers, for all the heartbreaks

All the lights in the venue suddenly went out, except for one.

It suddenly shone on the lead singer's face, but even so, no one in the audience, including Takamatsu Deng, could see the other person's real face.

Because, the heavy smoky makeup paired with a white wig created a perfect punk look for the lead singer.

"When I was a young boy,"

(When I was a little boy,)

The singing sobered Gao Songdeng up instantly, but a guy with bad intentions was still offering her drinks.

"My father took me into the city,"

(My father took me to the city,)