Pick up your guitar.

. . . . . .

"Damn! No way!"

"Not good enough!"

"Ha! What do you mean your skill level is all there is, and you can't play well anymore!"

"You clearly played what I asked for yesterday!"

"Get serious!"

"Didn't they say that fortunes change every thirty years, sometimes east and sometimes west?"

. . . . . .

"Is it really going to work, Miss Oblivionis?"

"Hey? Why aren't you saying anything, Oblivionis?"

"Didn't you say you could play it? With this finger technique switching, am I going to turn into a six-fingered piano demon?"

"Hello, Miss Oblivionis?"

"Say something! Didn't you just say I wasn't taking this seriously?"

"Hey?"

"How come I can play it now, but I still can't get your piece right, Oblivionis? Hello?"

"What's the use of apologies! If apologizing was enough, what would we need the police for?"

. . . . . .

Chu smiled, looking at the girl beside her. Seeing that the other girl had nothing to say, Chu finally became furious and questioned herself: Who is the teacher and who is the composer?

I casually wiped it into the bucket; the sweet strawberry marshmallows were all gone.

I specifically bought a super-sized portion, and it was still so expensive.

Have you finished eating?

Only a short while later.

But when I looked again, two hours had already passed.

. . . . . . .

so fast.

"What's wrong?" the girl next to me asked.

"It's nothing," Hina shook her head.

"Well, you're really good now. It's a bit much, but you're catching up with me little by little in guitar and vocals. You'll surpass me in a few days."

"Ok?"

"Then, when you've finished your studies and come down the mountain, you'll be able to tell them that fortunes change every thirty years, and never underestimate a young girl's potential!"

"Going down the mountain?"

"Yes! Didn't we agree? I'll teach you, and you'll help me. When the time comes, I'll put on a show. Don't underestimate a young man's potential; we both have bright futures!"

Yes.

When the time comes, you go perform, and I'll go back to my own band.

. . . . . .

Then, once they've learned what you've taught them, they won't come back if there's nothing left to teach them.

. . . . . .

I won't be coming back.

A professional band's arranger, lyricist, and keyboardist don't have that much time to interact with the people in the store.

Ultimately, they weren't part of the same band...

Thinking of this.

Hina's smile gradually faded, and even her gaze towards the girl beside her changed from blatant happiness to cautious, furtive glances.

"By the way, how's your band doing these days?" Chu asked.

"Well, it's alright. Now, besides performing, I also go out for roadshows to promote and sell tickets when I have free time," Xiangzi said.

These past few days, everyone has been busy practicing and using their own methods to promote the message.

Roadshows, Twitter, and even various short vlogs.

"However, despite that, nobody seems to be checking ticket sales figures," Xiangzi laughed.

We're all cowards.

I didn't even dare to look at the ticket sales figures.

I was afraid that seeing it would undermine my confidence.

Maybe it's Momoka's fault too. Momoka's words made it seem like if she didn't do well this time, it was a failure. Or maybe it's because she seemed too proactive, making everyone afraid that there would be a bad outcome.

As a result, everyone...

. . . . . .

But it's okay, everyone's working so hard, it's bound to be a good result.

Most definitely.

So, it's okay.

"..." Hina looked at the girl and finally whispered.

"What about the lead singer?"

In the end, I asked it anyway.

The desire and eagerness that welled up in my heart after I asked the question.

I clearly hate people who talk badly about others behind their backs the most, and I am one of them.

but.

That awful feeling churning inside me.

I want to hear Oblivionis say his lead singer is bad.

Tell me what's wrong with it.

Then he said he was much better than her.

Keep yourself here.

Instead of, as it is now.

I look forward to the girl's surprise, delight, and praise, and I will be happy because of it, and I will work hard for it.

But he understood better than anyone else.

The harder you work, the stronger you become, and the closer it will be for the other person to leave you.

Finally, leave the other person when they are most proud and happy with you, when you are at your happiest.

. . . . . .

"Well, after all, you didn't make this deal with me for her sake, did you?"

"Yes!"

Xiangzi nodded and said.

But he didn't see the girl's momentary desolation beside him.

Even if it's a lie, at this point, you're saying it's all for my sake.

Chu thought sadly.

"It really wasn't for you, and I wasn't joking," Xiangzi said.

"Rather."

"Thank you."

"You don't know, Dolores, hehehe, before, when she sang those parts that she felt uncomfortable, she would specifically look at me, afraid that I would think she was not good, and then she would try to get through it."

"Now, every time they sing these parts, after they finish, they puff out their chests and look at me, as if they're begging for my praise."

"After these few things were fixed, Dolores was finally able to walk straight and speak with confidence, hehehe."

His lips curled into an undisguised smile, his chin slightly raised, as if displaying a rare treasure.

His voice was filled with pride, every syllable brimming with a boastful energy.

"Really, I'm telling you, really, when Dolores sings, how should I put it, although I don't know about others, I've always felt that it's wonderful to hear Dolores sing, especially after she solved those problems and became much more confident. The feeling in her voice, every time she finishes singing, the audience's eyes are practically glued to the screen."

“Every time, after I finished singing, I would secretly turn around and look at me when no one was paying attention, hoping for my feedback.”

Looking at the girl in front of him, his pride was almost radiant.

Chu smiled and said, "If you weren't watching your lead singer the whole time, how would you know she was secretly glancing at you?"

. . . . . .

That's enough, stop talking, that's enough.

"Doloris is so cool to be able to sing freely!"

"Thanks to you, Chu, without you, it wouldn't have been so effective. Now, thanks to your help, we can proudly say that we did our best to bring you our best song. Thank you."

".......Uh-huh!"

"What's wrong?" Xiangzi looked at Chu. Was she unhappy?

"It's nothing," Hina said, forcing a smile.

How can I be happy?

Because of my own help.

The girl in front of me became increasingly proud of her role as lead singer.

I really like this sense of pride; this is the kind of band I've always dreamed of.

but.

but.

This isn't their own band, and...

"I'm sorry." Xiangzi looked at Chu and suddenly remembered the other person's band.

. . . . . .

Diamond Stars was a band that Momoka was always proud of, but now...

However, Momoka, who came from Diamond Star, was different.

. . . . . .

"Why don't you try, Chu, and take that step?"

"Ok?"

"The band you want might have to be created by yourself, so give it a try."

“You’re already great, so you deserve to have a great band.”

"Just give it a try."

. . . . . .

"See you the day after tomorrow!"

"We're going to rehearse live tomorrow; it's rare that we've managed to schedule a rehearsal time."

"Go for it, Hina!"

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