MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

For Xiangzi, the feeling that he might lose Xiaomu at that moment made him instinctively feel like everything was going to go black.

Especially right after a performance.

I heard about overwork.

Why do we overwork?

All Xiangzi could think of was the band activity, which was also his own problem.

In conclusion...

Xiao Mu's band activities are cancelled, and Xiao Mu is prohibited from continuing in the band.

That was Xiangzi's decision.

However, for Xiao Mu...

"It's not because of the band," Xiao Mu said, holding the guitar in Xiangzi's hands.

Stop the band's work.

and then.

Without guitars, is MUJICA no longer active?

Na Xiangzi.

If the activity is to be stopped by oneself.

In other words, someone else will take your place?

Neither way could Wakaba Mutsu accept it.

and so.

He clung to the guitar, resisting Xiangzi's demands.

"Listen to me, Xiao Mu!" Xiangzi wanted to snatch the guitar away forcefully, but he was afraid that Xiao Mu, who was holding the guitar, would be pulled to the ground, so he didn't dare to use force.

"It's not because of the band." Xiao Mu hugged her guitar tightly and shook her head repeatedly.

My current situation is not because of the band.

Therefore, the blame cannot be placed on the band.

"No matter what it is, you don't get enough rest, do you?" Xiangzi looked at Xiaomu and pulled the guitar slightly towards himself.

"By ceasing band activities, you can have more time to rest."

Even if there are other issues, there's the problem of insufficient sleep, reduced practice, or even canceled practice, and band activities.

Xiao Mu will definitely be able to rest for a while.

That must be right, isn't it?

"No." Xiao Mu didn't struggle, but just hugged the guitar, as if she would never let go. She didn't pull back forcefully, she just held on tightly.

"Xiao Mu, be good!" Xiangzi whispered.

"Sho! Be good!" Wakaba Mutsu followed suit.

"Xiao Mu, this is for your own good," Xiangzi coaxed.

"Snap." Xiao Mu let go of his hand upon hearing this, stood there stunned, and stared at Xiangzi.

Staring blankly, his eyes filled with sadness.

"Xiao Mu." Xiangzi looked at the other person. In Xiao Mu's eyes, there was fear and hope, and she looked at him longingly.

"Xiang, don't you want me anymore?" Ruoye Mu looked at the other person, wondering if it was for her own good.

In a daze, Xiao Mu saw another person smiling and looking at her.

"No, but if you continue like this..." Xiangzi wanted to say something, but Xiao Mu's eyes were too intense.

"Sister?" Xiao Mu looked at Xiangzi without saying anything, obediently letting go of her hand and standing far away. However, her hand remained on the guitar, as if it was about to break off, or perhaps it wasn't. She just looked at Xiangzi, letting Xiangzi give her an answer.

It seems that after answering, the connection between the guitar and Xiao Mu will change depending on Xiangzi's response.

"..." Looking at Xiao Mu like this, and seeing the alternating look of longing and fear in her eyes.

Xiangzi didn't say anything, but simply handed the guitar back to Xiaomu.

"I don't want you to leave my side, Xiao Mu."

"No, it won't." Xiao Mu hugged the guitar to her chest. "It's always been here, as long as Xiang still wants me."

She sat down and nestled in Xiangzi's arms.

No, as long as I have MUJICA and as long as I can still play the guitar.

I can stay by Xiang's side, help her, and do things for her.

"I'm not lacking rest because of the band," Xiao Mu said.

in contrast.

"I want to sleep with you," Xiao Mu said.

Only when I'm with you can I fall asleep.

"Then, sleep on me a little longer?" Xiangzi sighed and slowly stroked Xiao Mu's hair.

“But, the guitar.” Xiao Mu’s eyes narrowed immediately upon hearing this. Although she had just woken up and wasn’t sleepy at all, she could still feel a little sleepy if she were with Xiang.

However, today's practice has not been done yet.

"I'll practice with you for a while, then you can get some rest?"

"Ah."

. . . . . .

With a click of the door, the setting sun outside was shut out.

"Good morning, and in case I don't see you later."

Mori Minami looked at herself, softly chanting, her gaze sweeping over her as if expecting something.

What should be said, what should be responded to?

But what can they say, and what responses can they give?

Good morning, and in case I don't see you later.

What does that mean? What answer do you need to give? Is it a TV series, a movie, or something else?

"This means, 'Good morning, if I don't see you again.'"

Wakaba Mutsu began to speak.

"good afternoon, good evening, and good night."

Mori Minami waited with a relaxed and contented gaze for a moment, and only spoke after confirming that she did not receive the answer she wanted.

"This is the movie 'The Truman Show,' which won the Best Actor in a Drama and Best Supporting Actor in a Drama awards at the 56th Golden Globe Awards!"

"It's a very famous film that won a major award."

Minami Mori looked at her daughter.

Look up and down.

Looking at the other person's expressionless face, and seeing how the other person silently shrinks away when being stared at.

How does this work?

What should we do when we get to the film set?

What actor is afraid of being watched?

Can one really become an actor? And how does one become a Best Actor?

"Eh!"

Mori Minami let out a long sigh.

Completely ignoring the slight trembling caused by the stares, Wakaba Mutsumi lowered her head immediately upon hearing the sigh.

"Hey, come on in." She opened the door and let herself in. Mori Minami followed closely behind. Wakaba Mutsu watched as the other closed the door behind her, then carefully sat down in the chair with her legs together.

Listening to the raging wind and rain around me.

"Do you know how many invitations from directors and dinner parties your mother turned down, just to come back and see you?"

"When others are casting or filming abroad, Mom doesn't dare to go at all. Why? Because she's afraid you'll be home alone. She turns down all her social engagements just to take care of you. What am I after? Huh? What am I after? Isn't it all for you?"

My gaze was lowered, looking at the mirror-like floor where the light cast my blurry, distorted shadow.

Ruo Yemu only felt the noise and felt nauseous.

After the end.

"I'm going upstairs to do my homework." Wakaba Mutsu left like a zombie.

Meanwhile, Minami crossed her arms and looked at her daughter.

He took out his phone, switched to his alternate account, and posted his question online.

"Why is my daughter so disobedient and unruly, always making me worry, and refusing to talk to me? I've paved the way for her."

"That means she doesn't want it."

The question I just posted received an immediate reply, which I opened to take a look.

It's that annoying reply that comes from someone who doesn't know anything.

What do you mean she doesn't want it?

She is my daughter.

How could you not want it?

Click "Delete" to remove the comment.

"Hello? Huh? My comment just disappeared, it didn't post. So I'll say it again: she doesn't want it, she doesn't want it! See? She doesn't want it!"

Click to delete.

"Yeah, it's gone again. What's going on, Twitter? Did you hear that? She doesn't want it."

delete!

Block.

Looking at others who echoed this sentiment, saying their own children were the same, and some even refused to talk to them.

Then she would recount what she had done for her daughter, and they would say, "Wow, your daughter is so mean, you've done all this."

Mori Minami felt a little more comfortable.

Instead of reading comments, try communicating with your child, tell her how much you love her, and let her know.

Children are heartless if you don't tell them how much you love them.

Yes, that's right!

. . . . . .

"Hey, Chu Hua."

"Ok?"

"Um, are you free?"

"What's wrong, Saki? I'm free anytime."

"Um, I'll... well, never mind the songs later on."

"Huh? Don't forget it! Saki, leave everything to me! I can do it! Trust me!"

"No, it's nothing."

"Is it about Xiao Mu? Do you want her to rely on me a little more to ease her burden?"

"..."

"Sure, we're a team. If Mu needs help, we should all help each other. You should too. If you need help, I can help you too. And then, one day, if I need help, Saki, don't refuse me then."