She tried hard to clench her thigh flesh until it turned red and purple, and the strange feeling of excitement slowly faded away.
Is this... the legendary adrenaline at work!
At this moment, I am the closest to being a human being!
Because only qualified humans can have such emotions.
"Seniors, seniors! It's your turn! Hey? Why are you still drinking? Hurry up and wake up the other senior!"
"Okay, we'll be right there."
Takamatsu Deng helped Chitose Noshiro up and poured a sip of Grandfather Whiskey into the other's mouth with ease.
"Wow! That's the smell! I'm resurrected right here!"
Chitose Noshiro suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed Takamatsu Deng and rushed out of the house.
She walked with a wobbly gait, but it didn't look like she was about to fall.
The young staff looked at the two people leaving with admiration.
Awesome! Is this the majesty of the seniors? They are so powerful! I want to be like them in the future...
Hey, that's not right. Why do I feel like something is missing?
"Wait! Seniors! Your guitars haven't been taken away!"
So this is what mature band members are like? I've learned something.
……
Many years later, when facing a new group of audiences, Takamatsu Dengshazhu will definitely remember that distant afternoon when Toyokawa Shoko took her into the Ring to perform "Kasuga Shadow".
"There are unexpectedly many people today."
Standing behind the curtain, Chitose Noshiro has completely entered the state.
Actually... it was her first time on stage, so logically speaking, the lights should be more experienced than her.
That's why she needs alcohol.
But then I thought, I probably won’t have much time to breathe, and the pressure of living for a thousand years was reduced a lot.
"Hoo-hoo, Xiao Deng, I'm going up first, follow me closely!"
Chitose took a big step onto the stage. Wearing the Yugaoka school uniform, she was surrounded by the breath of youth.
Since their group had no name, their names were introduced during the announcement.
"Hey, hey, hey! Can you hear me? I'm Chitose Noshiro! Today! I brought my best friend, Tomori Takamatsu! To give you a show!"
Ch27. Happy birthday, my sister
"call--"
Lights, remember to breathe.
Lights, remember to blink.
Light, don’t forget to smile.
Gao Songdeng walked out from the backstage under tremendous pressure.
My head hurts so much that it feels like it's about to explode, and the images in front of my eyes are flickering and unclear.
There weren't many spectators in the audience, but thanks to Noshiro Chitose's enthusiastic promotion, everyone's eyes were focused on Takamatsu Touma.
The drunk gray-haired girl was holding a pink microphone in her hand. She was wearing a high school uniform but was so mature that she didn't look like a high school student at all.
Behind the lamp, Chitose Noshiro is holding a guitar.
To be honest, she was quite attracted by Takamatsu Deng's outfit, especially the flesh color faintly visible through his dark green stockings, which looked even more delicious than the Arctic scallops he had enjoyed a few days ago.
Their outfits don't seem suitable for intense punk? But this contrast is even more eye-catching!
The audience was rustling, but Deng had no intention of listening to the discussions below the stage. He turned around and looked at Qiansui deeply.
Only Chitose can soothe her, Chitose is much more effective than alcohol.
The girl with white hair and red eyes moved her lips silently, and when the light turned on, she saw her age clearly and said: Come on!
Deng's delicate body trembled, and the shouts and fanatical gazes ignited her heart.
【I want to change myself, I want to keep moving forward, I want to...】
I want to catch up with the years old, and then surpass the years old, and become the "Savior" in the years old's mouth!
"Tō! Just relax! Well, hurry up and introduce yourself to everyone! Feel free to start talking while I play the guitar later! It's just a small performance anyway!" Chitose Noshiro whispered to Tō.
I...I try my best!
"Hello everyone, my name is Takamatsu Deng."
Would this be awkward? Probably not, right?
"lamp-!"
"lamp-!"
"lamp-!"
Chitose Noshiro took the lead in shouting Deng's name, and under her leadership many people also shouted.
The bustling atmosphere could be felt from the performance hall, and even passersby outside could feel the fiery enthusiasm inside.
"Little Light, get ready, I'm going to start!"
Chitose Noshiro took a big gulp of wine and gently plucked the guitar with her nimble fingers.
Gao Songdeng had been observing her movements, waiting for the prelude to end before speaking immediately.
"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,"
(To see the band parade.)
Chitose Noshiro's fingers brushed across the strings, and then the clear music came, and Takamatsu Touma's singing spread into the souls of the audience.
The performance was passionate and fast-paced, and it was so fresh. Noshiro Chitose's eyes flashed with excitement and relief.
[Kyomoto, this is your favorite music... I must play it for you when I get back!]
After a whole week of serious rehearsals, Chitose learned to play the guitar and Deng also slowly mastered his previous singing skills.
Deng's singing is unexpectedly perfect. Her voice should not have been buried from the beginning!
"Sometimes I get the feeling,"
(I feel it from time to time,)
"She's watching over me,"
(The spirit in heaven is watching over me.)
The lyrics flowed out of Deng's mouth, her tension and fear retreated, and she completely got into the state.
Deng's head was empty and he didn't think about anything. He only knew that he was floating in a happy paradise.
She was so excited that she sang with all her might, enjoying the joy of music to the fullest.
【Xiao Deng, it’s really great! 】
Chitose Noshiro was completely awake, and she was completely intoxicated by the wonderful atmosphere that spread around her.
The unknown gray-haired girl in front of me is shining brightly. She is so dazzling. This belated light has finally arrived from the age of sixteen!
"On and on we carry through the fears,"
(Again and again, we brush against fear,)
“Disappointed faces of your peers,”
(And the disappointed faces of your friends,)
"Take a look at me,"
(Please take me into consideration.)
"Cause I could not care at all,"
(Because I don't care about these.)
Qiansui walked to Deng's side, and they looked at each other briefly, singing and roaring tacitly, using the alcohol to incorporate their emotions into the lyrics.
“I! don’t! care!”
(But I don't care!)
"We'll carry on, we'll carry on,"
(We'll keep going,)
"And though you're dead and gone believe me,"
(Though you are at rest, believe me,)
"Your memory will carry on,"
(My memory of you will be passed on.)
"We'll carry on,"
(You will be passed down,)
"And though you're broken and defeated,"
(Though you are in despair and failure,)
"Your weary window marches on,"
(The will you leave behind will carry on.)
Punk and rock weren't just expressions of cynicism and rebellion; they represented the innate human capacity for resistance.
Chitose knew that the lights at this moment were interpreting the core of punk.
Notes escaped from the performance hall and began to color the world.
Takamatsu Deng, her life is accelerating. The real way for her to get out of the shadow of her junior high school days is now!
Faster! I can make music even faster! Faster! I want it even faster!
More!
Gao Songdeng gritted her teeth and sang with all her might, exuding an indescribable unique aura.
The gray-haired girl and the white-haired girl hand in hand, shining with a brilliance that belongs only to the two of them.
"Little Light! That's awesome..."
Chitose Noshiro has completely given up singing accompaniment and started to cooperate with Takamatsu Touma's performance as much as possible.
She didn't seem to notice that her guitar skills at this moment surpassed every previous practice.
“It sounds so good…”
Gao Songdeng's voice has a good balance of tension and relaxation, with order in chaos, sometimes delicate and gentle, sometimes wild and unrestrained, but without exception, it can captivate the audience.
Those who are lost can feel the lighthouse-like shine from the singing of the lights, and those who are regretful can reach a reconciliation with themselves.
When the song ended, the world was filled with the cheers of the audience, but the world on the stage was extremely quiet, with only the girls looking at each other with tears in their eyes.
The audience, the results, the ending, etc. are no longer important.
In the world of lights, only Chitose Noshiro is left.
She saw Chitose in her eyes and could faintly hear the sound of Chitose's guitar in her ears.
Only Chitose is the most important.
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