MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

And then, thank you.

In the rehearsal room, Hai Ling was thinking and looking forward to her first formal rehearsal since the start of the official day.

That idiot heard those words, walked away, and is now looking forward to a new and happy band.

Thanks, Saki!

P.S.: Bands, oh bands, no matter who it is, the initial reason for wanting to form a band must be because they saw another band shining brightly.

Attracted by whose brilliance, becoming the new KRKR—perhaps this is the underlying tone of the world of girl bands.

Therefore, and as a result, new people will come to like this kind of background and take action.

Right, Hailing, it's only natural to want to be happy, isn't it?

If I put a sparkly Xiangzi here, it should be enough to make Hailing want to form a band.

Probably?

Hey.

Then, I corrected the name error for Hailing and Lixi in the chapter before last. Since I haven't had time to check it, please point it out if there are any errors. I'm very sorry if it affects everyone's reading experience!

(Also, Photoshop really doesn't cost money, so I didn't say I was trying to reach a word count! Sorry, I'm sorry, but I still wanted to explain clearly!)

Chapter 58 Hachiman Kairin: I've found my home! Riki: ?

There was still half an hour until the scheduled performance time.

In RING's rehearsal room.

The up-and-coming band TTT, who are preparing to debut, are currently rehearsing.

The first and last rehearsal.

Hai Ling, standing in the middle of the crowd, trembled slightly. The warmth she felt had long been stripped away by the rain in her heart. The coldness from the inside out was bone-deep, a despair in her soul.

However, I should have been prepared long ago.

No?

Moreover.

I've already made all the preparations, and even if everyone doesn't perform very well, I'll still work hard alongside them, little by little.

Not everyone is a genius.

You can't expect a perfect band to fall from the sky, just missing a bassist.

Building our band little by little, finding our place, is truly about everyone working together.

Just like the neighbors next door.

"Ha, with this kind of performance, shall we leave?" The lead guitarist looked at the drummer. He could fool everyone else, but the drummer, the loudest player in the whole team, played like this, and his drumming was all messed up.

Good drumming resonates with the melody, and may even blend into the melody so that it is not noticeable.

Of course, there are many different situations regarding the relationship between the drumbeats and the melody.

However, if the drumbeat doesn't work, it's simple: it's like someone upstairs throwing glass marbles while you're sleeping at night, and it's so abrupt and unstoppable that it's even like someone dragging a chair.

Although we usually say it, let's cover it up with a louder voice.

However, among musical instruments, are those that produce a louder, clearer, and more distinct sound than drums?

Are you going to play the suona?

But nobody knows how.

No wonder, the lead guitarist suggested we run away.

just.

"No!" Hai Ling replied. "We have to go."

This was something I promised the store manager. How can anyone stay at RING after doing something like this? Not only that, but doing something like deserting at the last minute and standing up the audience will make other livehouses not let me perform there anymore.

Are you suggesting we all play house in the rehearsal room like a band?

Even so? What is a band without progress and without goals?

and.

If you run away from difficulties.

“We’re a band, aren’t we? At least, if we make a mistake, we can take responsibility together. If the performance is bad, we’ll apologize to the audience. At least this time, we’re a band, and we’ll get through this together.”

Hai Ling looked at her hands, slowly clenched them into fists, and raised them.

It imitates the appearance of a certain blue-haired little octopus.

"At least, this is our band, our sadness, our experiences, overcoming her, and moving forward."

However, everyone looked at her indifferently.

"It's clearly just the drummer's problem."

"Well, it's just that," the drummer's problem is the biggest, everyone has problems, so don't say things like that.

Hai Ling looked at the lead guitarist and said, "We're a band."

I also have problems. I should encourage everyone to practice more.

I had clearly agreed that I should have been more assertive.

Actually, my playing was just so-so. Rather, I couldn't cover up everyone's mistakes. Even though I have the most talent and ability, I couldn't help everyone. In fact, there are many things I didn't do well.

So don't say things like that.

We're a band.

No?

Everyone was so harmonious before.

"Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to the store manager, and we wouldn't be able to stay in RING. Other livehouses would also refuse us. So, at least, we need to give an explanation to the audience who are looking forward to us, and give everyone an explanation."

Hai Ling looked at the people around her.

"Well, well, that's right." The lead guitarist nodded in agreement.

“Let’s go!” Hai Ling said.

At least, let's face everything that belongs to us together.

. . . . . .

Standing backstage, waiting to go on stage, I quietly glance at the audience in front of me.

There were many people, and they were all people I knew.

Hai Ling looked at everyone.

Xiangzi, Le Nai, and Li Xi, who said he would never come, but was standing there with his arms crossed.

Rinrinko, the shop manager, and a dignified old lady were sitting there, along with an elegant young lady.

They're all people I know.

That's right.

Tickets for new bands are already hard to sell.

To keep Xiangzi company as he spent the last rays of the setting sun each day, he bought all the tickets himself. He gave away any unsold tickets to people he knew, and even to other bands he worked part-time.

They're all people I know.

I'm going to embarrass myself in front of people I know.

Hai Ling belatedly realized what was happening.

That guy Lixi will definitely say something—that awful premonition.

Hai Ling could almost guess what Li Xi would say.

"Ha, so this is your band?" Then he chuckled to himself.

Like Li Xi, Xiangzi, filled with expectations for himself, will stare wide-eyed as he hears his band's torment from below.

I came here to hear my band's happy music, but instead I heard their death hymns.

But even if it's a five-person death hymn, it's still a band that shares the burden.

Hai Ling smiled and shook her head.

Then he noticed the lead guitarist next door looking at him and smiling, as if he had discovered something.

"what happened?"

"I see!" The lead guitarist nodded. "Hailing, you're a genius!"

"Huh?" Hai Ling looked over.

This guy is a genius?

"When the time comes to perform, the audience will be able to tell who is the worst. Then, the store manager will blame the drummer, not us. If all else fails, we can change the drummer to appease the store manager's anger, and the audience will understand. Not participating is a matter for the whole band, but right now it's just a problem with the drummer."

"Hailing, you're a genius!"

"It's all the drummer's fault!"

"Ha," Hai Ling looked up. She hadn't thought of it that way. Wasn't her band a five-person unit? Why would she say something like that?

just.

Lixi felt a resentful gaze directed at him. He looked up and saw the drummer staring at him through gritted teeth.

"No, I didn't mean that."

Hai Ling's eyes widened; she had never had such a thought.

The drummer stood on the other side with his arms crossed, completely ignoring Hai Ling. However, resentment flashed in his eyes from time to time as he stared at Hai Ling, as if he was thinking about something.

"You're so mean, say it out loud." The keyboardist suddenly moved behind the lead guitarist and whispered so no one could hear him.

"Someone has to take responsibility. I just mentioned Hailing's approach," the lead guitarist retorted softly, clearly not wanting to be blamed.

"But didn't you just agree?" the keyboardist asked.

If you disagree, why don't you speak up and apologize on behalf of the drummer?

“Everyone’s accepted it!” the lead guitarist said.

"But we still have to bring up Xiaomeng's problem eventually. If I don't say anything and you don't say anything, Xiaomeng will keep having problems. So, it's the right thing to do. Besides, for the sake of harmony, if Xiaomeng resents everyone, or if she resents Hailing, it's definitely better to hate one person than four. Hailing is so proactive and hardworking, she can definitely eliminate Xiaomeng's resentment."

The lead guitarist said in a low voice.

It seems like it's for the band's own good.

. . . . . .

"Hey, you old codger, are you still not dead?" Tsuzuki Shifune stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the old man in front of her who, even when coming to a livehouse, always wore a kimono and acted like a nobleman.

"You, this scourge, haven't died yet, so how can I possibly die?" However, the old man opposite him showed no respect for Tsuzuki Shisen at all. Instead, he raised his head and coldly surveyed Tsuzuki Shisen as he spoke, expressing his regret as he spoke.

It's as if the fact that the other person didn't die is a sin of God.

"Hey, look at what you're saying. You dragged your granddaughter over here, do you dare to argue with me?" Tsuzuki Shisen looked at the girl who looked almost exactly like the old man, who had been ordered away by him to go see the livehouse.

"..." The noblewoman in front of him remained silent.

"You're not saying anything again, Anhe Tiantong. You're really outrageous. You're putting on an act in front of your own children and granddaughters. Humph, hypocrite."

"If you're not being hypocritical, why don't you call your granddaughter over?" Anhe Tiantong looked over at the white-haired girl who was leisurely hugging the blue-haired girl along with another green-haired girl.

"Fine, I'll call Rakuna over, and you'll call Subaru over? Do you think it's me who can't speak, or you who can't speak?" Tsuzuki Shifune asked, hands on her hips.

"..."

"So it's really funny how you can't say anything when you have nothing to say!"

"...I disdain speaking to masters of lies! They're just all talk!"

"Really? Did I lie?"

"We clearly said we'd become actors together, but you're the last one."