You are the first one to get into Triangle, then who am I?

When the taxi stopped in front of an ordinary apartment building in Kamogawa, Chiba, the driver pressed the meter, which showed 25300 yen. His hand still shook as he paid.

"Thank you so much!" Niyuan Ling Wang bowed deeply to him, "I will definitely give you the money after the performance..."

"no need."

Sanjiao Hatsuxia yawned and then waved her hand: "I have to go back and get some sleep, otherwise if I make any mistakes during the performance, CHU2 will punish me."

After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for the other party to refuse.

At this time, the first tram was about to leave, and he could take the tram back.

(You can also take a nap on the train. Just set your phone alarm to the time you're about to get off.)

………………

"Vega, it's time to wake up!"

In his sleep, Sanjiao Hatsuxia felt someone shaking his shoulders vigorously. He struggled to open his eyes. CHU2's enlarged face was right in front of him, and her pink hair almost brushed the tip of his nose.

He rubbed his sore neck and sat up from the sofa, and found that all the people from [RAS] had arrived.

"what time is it now?"

"Two o'clock in the afternoon. What? You still want to sleep in?" She threw a black performance costume over to me. "Put it on. We still have to rehearse several times before the performance. There must be no mistakes!"

"I see."

After taking the clothes, Sanjiao Chuxia suddenly noticed that Pareo was hesitant to speak: "What's wrong?"

"Um..." The girl handed over the thermos cup, her expression a little unnatural, "When Vega-san was asleep, your sister called... I said you were catching up on your sleep..."

"Xiaochu? What did she say?"

"'Let him sleep until the end of the world'..." Pareo shrank his neck. "The tone is so scary..."

It was obvious that it was indeed terrifying, even the lively and outgoing Pareo was frightened.

"It's okay. I'll explain when I get home." Sanjiao Hatsuxia sighed softly and turned her head to the other two. "Layer-senpai, Masking-senpai, when did you come?"

"I came at 10 o'clock in the morning, and you were still sleeping at that time." Masking scratched the back of his head, and his expression looked a little fierce as usual.

It was 10 o'clock in the morning, and he had just been lying down for less than two hours.

Layer gently adjusted his bass strap with a gentle smile on his face, “Actually, after we arrived, CHU2 specifically asked us not to wake you up, and the voices talking in front of the sound console are not as loud as before.

It wasn't until just now, when the break was almost over, that CHU2 came to wake you up."

Hearing this, Sanjiao Chuxia was slightly stunned and turned to look at the petite producer who was debugging the equipment.

(No wonder Pareo is so "loyal" to you...)

"Don't be fooled by CHU2's aggressive and arrogant demeanor. She actually cares deeply about everyone."

"Actually, if I were to say 'looking fierce', I think you, Masking-senpai, would be more suitable."

"Eh?"

"Masking's expression is indeed very deceptive," Layer chuckled, agreeing with him. "Maybe that's why he's called 'Rabid Dog'."

"Hey! You guys—" CHU2 suddenly poked his head out from the sound console, his face puffed up with anger, "Are you having a tea party?!"

She came running over and looked at the three of them seriously. "The performance starts in four hours, Vega, and you haven't even played with anyone else yet!"

"Okay, I know!"

"Let's go and let Vega change clothes." Layer patted Masking's shoulder with a smile, and changed his address without knowing when.

"Oh."

In the dressing room, Sanjiao Chuxia changed into her new performance costume and discovered that someone had stuffed a few pieces of energy chocolate into the inner pocket.

He picked up a piece and found the small word "Fight!" written on the wrapping paper in fluorescent pen. The handwriting was round and cute, and it was obviously Pareo's handwriting.

When I changed my clothes and entered the practice room, a song had just ended.

"Hurry up! Final rehearsal is about to begin, and you have three minutes to get ready!"

A penetrating sound emanated from CHU2, and Triangle Chuxia quickly walked to his station. He expertly plugged in the power cord and plucked the strings, confirming the pitch was correct.

"Are you ready?" Layer asked softly, his fingertips already resting on the bass strings.

He nodded, then made an OK gesture towards the control console.

"This is a full rehearsal, give it 120%!"

The moment the music started, the entire rehearsal room seemed to be injected with vitality.

Masking's drum beats are as strong and powerful as a heartbeat, Layer's bass outlines a deep melody skeleton, and PAREO's keyboard sounds are dotted in between like stars.

And the triangle early summer... Vega's guitar perfectly fills every missing note.

"Stop!" CHU2 suddenly called out, "Vega, the harmonics in the second chorus are too conservative! We need to be a little more open and wild here!"

"As you command, Master CHU2!"

"Be serious!" CHU2's ears turned red and he returned to his seat angrily.

The rehearsal began again, and when the last note fell, warm applause rang out during the performance.

"Vage-san is amazing!" Pareo jumped up excitedly. "It's like he's been practicing with everyone for a long time!"

"Not bad, Vega." Masking tapped his shoulder with his drumsticks. "You can practice this well in just one night."

"Indeed, he is better than most of the guitarists before him. You can't tell that he was just hired last-minute." He even gave him a code name.

Layer didn't say the second half of the sentence, thinking that CHU2 might have her own considerations.

CHU2, sitting at the sound console, raised his lips slightly. "...Just barely passable. Now let's go to the lounge to adjust. We'll leave for the [Dub Music Experiment] in half an hour."

………………

P.S.: Let’s finish the RAS performance quickly, and then we can find time to let the little Mutou eat meat (

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Chapter 235 You don’t want CHU2’s ​​performance to be affected, right?

In the backstage lounge of the performance venue, Sanjiao Chuxia leaned back on a sofa, her eyes closed, resting. She could hear the sounds of staff adjusting equipment and the distant clamor of audience members entering the venue.

Suddenly, he felt someone touch his arm gently.

"Vega-san, have some of this." Pareo handed over a can of coffee. "Cheer up."

"Thank you."

Sanjiao Chuxia took the coffee, opened the pull ring and took a big gulp.

"By the way, where are CHU2 and the others?" he asked.

"CHU2-san is confirming the final details with the lighting technician. Layer-san and Masking-san went to the restroom together."

"I really need to prepare well before going on stage."

However, he didn't know that it was actually Pareo who took the initiative to ask Layer and Masking to leave for a while so that they could talk alone next.

Pareo looked at the triangular Hatsuka in front of him, took a deep breath, and suddenly bowed deeply: "Vega-san, I'm so sorry! And... thank you!"

He was stunned by this sudden action and almost choked on the coffee in his mouth.

"What's wrong? You're suddenly so formal..."

"It was so late yesterday, and I asked you to take me back to Chiba—" The girl paused, "The taxi fare was so expensive, and you didn't even have time to rest properly..."

When she raised her head, Sanjiao Chuxia could see the guilt in her eyes.

"I was the one who asked Vega-san to come to [RAS] to help, but in the end..."

"Don't mind it." He put down his coffee and patted Pareo's shoulder gently. "I offered to give it to you myself."

Originally, Sanjiao Chuxia subconsciously wanted to touch her head, but suddenly remembered that the girls opposite were not those close to him, so he gave up.

"But...!" Pareo took a step forward.

"Alright, alright, we're about to go on stage and perform. Control your expression. You don't want CHU2's performance to be affected, do you?"

"……I see."

After saying this, she smiled and returned to her usual cheerful and lively self: "I will use 200% of my energy to complete the performance, so as not to let down Vega-san's hard work all night!"

Just as Sanjiao Chuxia was about to say something else, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open.

"What are you still dawdling about!" CHU2 had already changed into his performance clothes, still wearing his usual cat-ear headphones. "Hurry up and get on stage and tune your instruments! It's almost time to start!"

"Yes! Master CHU2!" Pareo immediately jumped up like a frightened rabbit and trotted out of the lounge.

"And you, Vega!"

Sanjiao Chuxia, who was suddenly called by her code name, tensed up and became inexplicably nervous.

"I know you're tired right now, but I won't forgive you if you make a mistake on stage!"

CHU2 retracted his finger and suddenly lowered his voice: "And for last night, thank you..."

Sanjiao Chuxia was stunned for a moment: "What?"

"It's about sending Pareo home." She twisted her fingers unconsciously behind her back, "...I was inconsiderate. I knew it was so late, but I still left her alone..."

CHU2's voice gradually became quieter, almost turning into a mutter. He noticed that the tips of the ears of this always arrogant producer were turning red at a visible speed.

"So..." She suddenly took something out of her pocket and roughly stuffed it into Sanjiao Chuxia's hand, "This is for you! Don't lose it!"

It was a special pick with a gold-plated edge and an exquisite [RAS] logo and the word "Vega" engraved on it.

"This is……"

"It was originally intended for the official guitarist of [RAS]. Your codename was engraved on it this morning." CHU2 turned away. "Take it as proof of your collaboration with [RAS]. Accept it with gratitude."

As his fingertips gently brushed the lines on the pick, Sanjiao Chuxia couldn't help but smile: "Thank you, I will use it well, Master CHU2~"

"Don't call me that on purpose!" She jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on. "Hurry up and get on stage! If you dare to play the wrong note with this pick, I will... I will..."

"Just kill me?"

"That's right!" CHU2 turned around and left angrily, but suddenly stopped at the door, "...After the performance...the celebration party...you can come too..."

He almost choked on the last few words before escaping quickly. Triangle Chuxia stared at the pick in her hand, the sunlight filtering through the window casting warm smudges of light on it.

He carefully put away the pick and walked towards the stage.

The audience's cheers could be heard from afar, and Sanjiao Chuxia's mouth curled up unconsciously—

It turns out that this sharp-tongued little producer also has such a lovely side.

………………

The lights on the stage suddenly went out, and the noise in the audience quieted down.

In the darkness, Sanjiao Chuxia could hear his own accelerating heartbeat. He gently stroked the special pick CHU2 had given him, feeling the cool metal edge.

"Three, two, one..." The iconic sound of CHU2 came from the in-ear monitor.

boom--!

All the spotlights and washlights suddenly lit up, dyeing the stage a technological blue-green color.

"We are, RAISE A SUILEN!"

Masking's drumsticks arced through the air, slamming down hard on the cymbals with a deafening crash. Layer's bassline followed closely behind, its deep, powerful waves causing the entire venue's floor to vibrate slightly.

Vega's fingers rested steadily on the strings, the CHU2's custom-made pick colliding with the strings to produce a clear tone. He was completely immersed in the music, and every note was precise and powerful.

Sweat trickled down his temple, glistening in the spotlight.

On the left side of the stage, CHU2's state was completely different from usual.

She stood in front of the DJ booth, her cat-ear headphones slightly askew, her hands working quickly on the mixer.

When the song entered the chorus, she suddenly raised her right hand high and yanked down a fader—the sound effect was like an explosion, shaking the whole audience. A wild smile appeared on her lips, completely losing her usual arrogant look.

Pareo completely let herself go, her fingers flying across the keyboard, sometimes standing on tiptoe, sometimes bending over to get close to the keys.

At a gorgeous turn of phrase, she even played with one hand, raising the other high to encourage the audience to clap along, her ponytails drawing graceful arcs in the air as she moved vigorously.

Infected by their emotions, Vega unconsciously took a step forward during the interlude.