Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

The moment Yanming uttered the word "crychic," the filter of "Toyokawa Shoko" on him gradually vanished in Deng's eyes, leaving only a hand with distinct knuckles that filled Deng's entire field of vision.

"Mr. Yanming..." The murmured whispers would not reach anyone's ears.

Ultimately, how to distinguish the differences between Yanming and Xiangzi will have to be determined by Deng himself in the future.

But at least for now, the person extending the invitation to her is...

The light is absolutely certain.

Not Xiao Xiang

He was simply making a resounding promise to help the young man.

"Let me be a little arrogant and say this: it's all for your own good... Come and do a live show with me, the kind that ends right after, okay?"

Not a band for life, but destined to be just temporary partners who will part ways afterward.

These words were spoken casually by Yanming, far less heavy than the “band” in Deng’s mind.

This was the first time Deng had ever seen anything like this... that playing in a band could be such a casual thing?

“…I do.” Just like when they first met, Deng entrusted her hand to 'Xiao Xiang' and said his name, “I do…do a live show with Mr. 'Yan Ming'.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the two blurry figures of Toyokawa Shoko in front of him slowly became clear in the light, separating into a complete man and a woman.

The lamp sensed that its heart, which had been pounding wildly ever since Xiangzi left Crychic, had finally found a temporary resting place:

“Mr. Yanming, and Ms. Oblivionis, thank you. From now on, the three of us…”

"Clang." The sound of a spoon tapping on an empty ice cream cup came from under the lamp.

Subconsciously looking down at the light

Then, after finishing her third parfait of the day, Lena used her finger to lick the remaining cream from the corner of her mouth and put it in her mouth, meeting her gaze with a half-smile.

"Interesting girl."

"Live, I want that too."

Chapter 42 A Four-Person Band

"Eh……?"

"I can play the guitar." As if to prove it to Deng, Lena pointed to the guitar case placed by the door after she came in, and emphasized again, "live."

“But as for guitars… we already have Mr. Yanming…”

"Mmm..." Le Nai climbed off Deng's lap, turned around and sullenly threw herself against Yan Ming's waist, "I want to play the guitar."

Yanming helplessly placed his hand on her hair.

It doesn't work for me to act cute.

Putting aside the fact that I don't buy into this, isn't it too strange for a band to have two guitarists instead of a drummer and bassist?

Lena buried her head in Yanming's waist and said, "Think of a way, I want to be with you."

However, Yanming couldn't always give in to her, so he rubbed her head with a wry smile and said, "This really won't work."

“I only have my guitar left…” Le Nai wrapped her arms around Yan Ming’s waist, trying to lift her head up. The disappointment on her face seemed genuine. “It’s okay if my place can only be for one live performance. Let me stay a little longer, Yan Ming. Don’t send me away.”

"..."

Even if he didn't want to admit it, Yanming really couldn't stand seeing others make that kind of face at him.

It's not easy.

Yanming touched the stubble on his face with some distress.

We can only try, to completely...

【well. 】

My poor host, you're always so soft-hearted. If it weren't for me, how much more difficult would you have to put yourself through this?

Let me occasionally help you out a little.

[Target: Takamatsu Akari]

Current task: Help Gao Songdeng rebuild the band.

[Task completion rate increased]

[Current completion rate: 10% → 30%]

[Phase rewards are being distributed]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Takamatsu Akari's Original Flavor %@□＃]

[Data has changed and is reloading—]

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: Bass Mastery Lv3]

[The funds have been automatically distributed. Please check your account.]

That's all I can do... Don't worry, it's just a minor violation.

I'll be back soon.

Don't worry.

【…】

In an instant, a wealth of experience and skills were rapidly poured into Yanming's brain in a miraculous way, merging and integrating seamlessly without any obstruction, becoming part of his muscle memory without any sense of separation, just as if he had always known how to play bass.

But Yanming didn't care about these things.

'……system?'

【…】

It seems we won't be able to hear that sound for a while.

How stupid... He already knows how to play guitar, so it wouldn't take him long to learn bass to a level where he could perform on stage.

Even though a lot of practice will wear down your wrist more, as long as you can still lift it for the next few years, isn't that enough? Why does it have to do this?

Yanming closed his eyes: '...Who told you to meddle? You always act on your own.'

"Mr. Yanming?"

After mentally organizing his bass skills and listing them separately, Yanming said, "Xiaodeng, I suddenly remembered that a friend of mine taught me to play bass, so let's let Lenai play the guitar?"

"...If Mr. Yanming thinks it's okay, then I have no problem with it either."

"Yay!" Renai cheered in her own way after getting Deng's permission.

In this way, the hastily assembled band now had four members.

Even Yanming didn't expect this.

Actually, he originally only planned to come with Deng.

So the current situation is:

The lead singer is a lamp

Lenai was in charge of playing the guitar.

Although the level of Miss Oblivionis, a third-year student from Tsukimori and a common passerby from a poor family with blue hair, as a support keyboardist still needs to be assessed, since Xiaoxiang has the confidence to recommend herself, she shouldn't be too bad.

Yanming himself is the bassist.

It's a shame that the strings on his Ultimate Rampage Smash Max Complete Guitar Hero: Magic King Pro were just installed.

Well... from the perspective of a complete band's standard structure, they are still missing a drummer, but as of now, they haven't been able to find anyone suitable.

However, Le Nai's guitar skills are enough to make up for some of the lack of drum rhythm, so it's not a big problem.

"Then, this rehearsal room will be our regular meeting place from now on. I'll go talk to the receptionist later and ask her to book it for ten or eight years."

The destitute oblivionis was the first to object to this outlandish plan: "Wait a minute, Yanming-kun! This is such a waste of money!"

waste?

"?" Yanming typed a question mark. "I think this is a necessary expense."

It's just a small amount of money, not even enough to buy a new set of strings for his Magic King Pro guitar.

"This isn't a necessary expense, is it? Right, Light?" The isolated and helpless Oblivionis hoped to win over another person with a normal understanding of money as an ally.

However, it's clear that she chose the wrong person.

Deng spoke weakly, "As long as it's Mr. Yanming's decision... I think it should be fine."

As long as it's Yanming, she'll accept it...

Oblivionis was stunned; she seemed to have noticed a huge change in her friend.

Would a lamp have ever unconditionally supported someone like this before?

Association

But that person was her.

Now there's one more person.

I forgot the beginning, I forgot the middle.

Anyway,

Why is this happening?

“The cat over there…” oblivionis tried to struggle a little more.

"Yes, Yanming." Le Nai answered the dog-like man as expected.

Yanming looked at Le Nai: "What's wrong?"

"Since you're spending so much money, will Rinrinko give you matcha as a gift?"

"?" Although the question was a bit abstract, Yanming thought for a moment and said, "If you mention it, I think I'll send it."

"I want to eat."

"You can't eat anymore today."

"Then I'll eat it next time."

"can."

oblivionis: "..."

It seemed as if a sad, thick barrier had suddenly appeared between her and the other three members of this makeshift band.

It hurts, it hurts too much.

What's more terrifying than forgetting... turns out to be poverty.

This is something she cannot be unafraid of; she is genuinely afraid of it.

Yanming interrupted oblivionis's sudden feeling of inferiority and said, "Emmm... but right now, the most important task is to work on our teamwork, right? Does anyone have any song recommendations?"

Cat: "What is a mission?"

Okay, next one.

ob: "If One Day I Become Very Rich"

???

Tell me honestly, how many languages ​​do you actually speak?

And that doesn't sound like a rock song, does it? No, next one.

Yanming's gaze fell on the lamp.

Deng: "...Mr. Yanming, how about we choose 'Spring Shadow' instead? I feel...that would be better."

Yanming paused for a moment, then asked in confusion, "But didn't Xiaodeng refuse to play 'Spring Shadow' before?"

Why are you suddenly asking to play "Spring Shadow" again?

Did something trigger it?

“Now… things have changed.” Lamp quietly turned his head to glance at Oblivionis. “As expected, ‘Spring Shadow’ still needs a keyboard.”