I am the emotional sustenance of your deceased

　Yes, Lixi also knows.

　It's hard.

　……

　On the fourth day before the performance, I met Xiangzi's band rehearsing next door.

　Mutsumi

　I went to rehearse next door today. To be honest, I spent most of the time with Crychic.

　Chitose joked with everyone that day that Muto had already found his next band. It would be great if everyone else could also find their next band.

　But everyone seems to lack some sense of humor.

　It’s outrageous that no one laughed.

　There was even the sound of a guitar falling to the floor from next door.

　Isn't the guitarist next door Mu? I don't know, not sure.

　……

　It’s the third day before the band ends, and all the members are here today.

　Wakaba Mutsu got a new guitar in a cool color, but when Chitose got home, she couldn't remember what color it was.

　Deng accidentally burst into tears after singing.

　Qiansui asked, why are you crying?

　Deng said, Xiaosui, what if I go to college in three years and can’t find you?

　Silly boy.

　Not to mention three years, you won’t be able to find me even in three months.

　Lixi was quietly wiping her tears behind the drum set, but Qiansui still saw it.

　Does Li Xi also have such worries?

　Shiina Riki has always been such a small fry.

　……

　The second to last day passed quickly, and now it was the day before the performance, which was also the first day before the band disbanded...

　The sound of the piano in Noshiro's house suddenly stopped, and Noshiro Chitose gasped in pain. At this moment, Li Xi was washing up.

　"I'm so tired, my body feels so heavy."

　Qiansui looked at his shriveled fingers blankly.

　She remembered that it was still very juicy, round and smooth half a year ago... It seems that her body really can't take it anymore.

　"System, can you hear me?"

　Chitose stood on the second-floor balcony, leaning against the balcony railing and staring at the light in the bathroom.

　In the haze, one can still vaguely see Li Xi's figure.

　She is so pretty and young.

　Her future was still very bright. Even her acquaintance with him was only a small part of Shiina Riki's long life.

　"What's wrong, Xiaosui?"

　The system's voice came from her head instead of speaking directly into her ear. It seems that Miss System is also afraid of trouble.

　"The performance is tomorrow... I asked for it."

　"It's pretty good, so?"

　I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Qiansui always feels that there is a hint of mysterious and powerful emotion in the system’s voice.

　What kind of feeling is this?

　"I think you've read the passage Camus wrote at the end of The Outsider."

　"Maybe."

　"Well," Chitose said, enjoying the simulated full moon that cast a pure white wedding veil over her. She forced her mouth open. "To put a perfect end to everything, and to make me feel less lonely, I only hope that on the day of my execution there will be a large audience, to bid me farewell with roars of hatred and disgust."

　"Hmm? My little one, are you trying to tell me what this sentence means?"

　"No, it just suddenly occurred to me... Can I invite you to the show tomorrow, my dear Tongzi?"

　"Why? This is the first time you've made such a request to me."

　If the system remembered correctly, Chitose Noshiro, his partner in cahoots with him, would only order him to do the dirty work or push the plot forward in many directions.

　This is the first time I have received such a straightforward invitation.

　"Is it difficult to understand?"

　Chitose felt that the system's cold electronic sound was becoming more and more human.

　"Because I want to put a perfect end to everything, so that I won't feel so lonely and more people can see me off."

　Noshiro Chitose's fingers brushed against the cold iron railings.

　She has always believed that there cannot be no funeral without people, and there cannot be too few people.

　Otherwise, when she dies, no one will come to her funeral.

　That would be too pitiful.

　It’s better to have some fun. At least you can have someone to brag about after you die, right?

　When ghosts in the afterlife gather together to drink skull wine, they will surely discuss and boast about whose funeral was the most lively.

　"Xiao Sui! Get me a towel... Never mind, you can't hear me."

　Riki's voice came from the bathroom, while Chitose just stared blankly ahead.

　Well, she actually wore hearing aids, but she just wanted to see a naked and wet Lixi slipping out of the bathroom.

　For this purpose, Chitose also took off her hearing aids.

　"I'm going to continue practicing the piano. Good night, system."

　Did the system answer later?

　Chitose forgot.

　Amidst the unclear piano music, only the sound of one's own burning soul can be discerned.

　"Regarding the way he died this time—"

　Chitose used the fastest possible piano music to cover up his mumbling.

　"Burning myself out in my favorite hobbies adds a touch of fantasy to the life of an ordinary person like me."

　This was the most romantic way to die that Chitose Noshiro had ever thought of.

　Shine brightly in the career you are passionate about until you burn out... As long as you run hard on your own path, even death will be sweet.

　In this way, life will be worthwhile.

　Li Xi opened the door and ran to get a towel, dripping wet.

　Chitose smiled and continued playing.

　She had played this piano for many years, and the thought of dividing it made her

　She will still be reluctant to leave.

　There is not much to say about the end of the night story.

　The black-haired girl is resting and the white-haired girl is playing the piano.

　Chitose thought:

　People are always pursuing something, and dying while fighting against fate is the best way to die she can think of.

　A person who is shaking his fist at fate and rebelling against it has already accepted the outcome that fate will fight back, destroy him, and crush him completely.

　But fate cannot destroy the courage and determination of anyone who challenges it.

　Would a deaf person named Chitose Noshiro dream of the finale of a funeral march being played for him?

　Go ahead and prove it to yourself and Lixi! Let Lixi see your courage and awareness!

　Ch239. One last time...cooking for you

　Shiina Riki was awakened by the smell of food.

　The fragrance seemed familiar, and she sat up in bed in a sleepy state.

　Sniffing the fragrance in the air, Li Xi couldn't remember where he had smelled it before.

　Where...

　what…

　"Is that the miracle pork cutlet and... soba noodles that Xiaosui made? Yeah! It definitely tastes like soba noodles!"

　Haha, he must not have woken up yet.

　How could I possibly smell the aroma of Chitose's food? Perhaps my tongue missed those flavors so much that even my dreams were tinged with the nostalgic flavor.

　Lixi turned over and planned to continue sleeping, but the sudden extra weight on her body made her frown.

　"Mmmmm, lazy Li Xi, hurry up and get up! Get ready, we have to get ready for the afternoon performance."

　"Years old... Sleep for five more minutes. Anyway, we're just rehearsing in the morning..."

　sleepy.

　Last night, Li Xi stared at Xiao Sui's profile in the dark for a long time and couldn't fall asleep.

　She was so panicked at that time, as if she would miss the chance if she didn't take a few more glances.

　It was not until three or four o'clock that Shiina Riki finally fell asleep.

　"But but! Rikiriki! If you don't get up, breakfast will get cold! I prepared fried pork cutlet and soba noodles, both of which you like..."

　In fact, there was also almond tofu, but Qiansui no longer had the energy to speak, so he didn't say anything else.

　Cooking was so tiring that she almost died in the kitchen.

　"Hmm... hm? Is this breakfast made by Xiao Sui?"

　Li Xi suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Chitose Noshiro who was twisting and turning while sitting on his waist. He was unable to react for a moment.

　She didn't know which one she should take care of first.

　Should I enjoy Qianteng's weight first, or should I enjoy Qianteng's craftsmanship?

　"Lixi, let's kiss first. This is our first kiss today."

　Similarly, this is the last one... Maybe he will kiss Li Xi's cheek again before going on stage, who knows.

　Who knows…

　"I, I! No way, let's save it for after the show! I'm getting up!"

　I suddenly feel embarrassed. This is what Tatsuki Shiina is like.

　She still couldn't stand Qiansui's subtle teasing, and was thrown into a panic every time.

　Looking at Li Xi who was hurriedly packing his shirt, Qiansui couldn't help but squint his eyes and smile.

　That's great.

　I hope you stay this happy.

　……

　Hope you always have such a good appetite.

　"Wow, so rich!"

　Li Xi's hands froze in the air, not knowing whether to pick up the spoon or the chopsticks first.

　The dining table was filled with her favorite foods.

　More than just soba.