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

Only a girl like Deng, who is introverted, kind, and sincere, could interpret the lyrics of this song so well.

"Tōsei Sekai Saki Kua Oakiri Nato,

An important person who proudly shines in this sun-drenched world.

あたたかさを知った春は,

Knowing what a warm spring is,

PUのため君のための涙を流すよ,

Tears are shed because of you and me.

あぁなんて日しいんだろう，

Ah, how dazzling!

あぁなんて美しいんだろう...

Ah, how beautiful…

Yanming chuckled with relief, deciding to remind the girl when she officially went on stage.

During a live performance, the lead singer should face the audience, not their own keyboardist.

"ねぇお愿い,

Hey, please,

どうかこのまま里さないでいて,

Please never let go again.

ずっとずっと里さないでいて,

Never, ever let go again.

Yanming: "...?"

Wait... why did it seem like Xiaodeng made eye contact with him when she sang the last line?

"Huff...huff—" Deng gasped for breath, putting the microphone down from her lips. The glistening beads of sweat on her forehead made the girl's face shine in the bright light of the rehearsal room.

Yanming opened the bottle of water and handed it over, praising with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work. Even as one of the performers, I can't help but be moved by your singing."

Although the original version of "Spring Shadow" includes harmonies from other positions, which they were unable to perform, having Deng sing alone still creates a different kind of artistic conception.

To be honest, before the lamp spoke, Yanming wasn't really confident about his plan.

But as for now

It can only be said that the existence of this temporary band is now secure.

To have such proficiency on just the first time playing together, especially considering the lack of drum rhythm, and the fact that his bass was the part with the most mistakes.

After some time and practice, their performance will definitely help the lamp.

However, there was another point that surprised Yanming.

oblivionis... or rather, Xiaoxiang, why is she so skilled at it?

Throughout the performance, Yanming would occasionally glance at the keyboard out of the corner of his eye.

As it turned out, Xiao Xiang was completely at ease, playing the entire piece without even looking at the sheet music.

As for Lena, she goes without saying; she is a true cat emperor, even more shrewd and spirited than I was in my youth.

After the song "Spring Shadow" was played, the biggest and only flaw in the team turned out to be Yanming himself.

Oh no, it seems like I really messed up my game.

...He still needs to practice more after he gets back.

However, thanks to the system's assistance, regular practice should not affect the old injury on my hand.

Deng gulped down half a bottle of water in one go, still panting heavily, and asked, "Mr. Yanming... did I... do it?"

"You did a great job, but you pushed yourself a little too hard. Although the results are very good, if it's just practice, you should take better care of your stamina." He didn't want to see the lamp burn out of energy instead of becoming a floor lamp.

"...Yes, I'll be careful!"

“Sit down and rest for a while. After this, ‘Spring Shadow’ can be used as a practice piece for us to practice and refine our skills. As for the new song… Light, do you have any ideas?”

Deng nodded.

She had already figured it out; it happened just now while she was singing... Right, she needed to write it down quickly!

Deng hurriedly stood up from his chair and said, "Um... Mr. Yanming, please give me a pen!"

Inspiration is about to escape!

Yanming handed the pen he always carried with him to Deng, who, without even having time to thank him, opened the notebook with the lyrics to "Spring Shadow" written on it on the table and turned to a brand new page.

Deng pursed his lips, picked up his pen, and then wrote down several lines of lyrics that had just flashed through his mind:

How far is my memory?

Looking back at those distant memories again and again,

あふれそうなめもりスレスレでたゆたう,

It lingered on the edge of my heart, almost overflowing and difficult to calm down.

しとしと続いてる

A continuous drizzle

Don't worry about it, it's an empty model

A sky with a light drizzle

あの日と地続きで,

The connection with that day,

まだやまない

It's still not over.

Falling りきって Vibrating り出しに,

Even if the rain stops and the clouds disperse, returning to the starting point...

戻ってもきっと空は清れない,

The sky will certainly not be clear.

The lamp wrote very quickly, so quickly that some words and phrases couldn't even be connected together for understanding. Perhaps even the lamp itself needed to revise it again after finishing writing it to understand it.

Yanming watched quietly from the side, reading each line written on the lamp.

Today's はこのままでいい

This is fine for now.

やまないでいい，このまま

I just hope it doesn't end, let it continue like this...

lamp:"……?"

Wait a minute, what she wrote was...

"!"

Chapter 45 The Idea of ​​the Lamp

"Tear--"

Upon seeing what she had written, Deng's pupils contracted violently. Before Yanming noticed, she frantically smeared and blackened it with a pen, over and over again, until the ink seeped through the back of the paper and no one could read the words below anymore.

"What's wrong, Little Lamp?"

"Please don't mind... Mr. Yanming, there's nothing there." Deng tried to remain calm, covering the already dark notebook with the back of her hand.

What did she write?

What on earth is she thinking...?

Both Mr. Yanming and Xiaoxiang are working hard to help themselves.

She simply... greedily craved the warmth of having the two of them by her side while they played, completely unaware of any restraint.

There was even a fleeting thought... that I didn't need crychic, I just wanted to stay with these two forever...

...Indeed, my heart is about to break.

The lamp looked at the lyrics it had written, picked up the page, as if reluctant to leave its contents, and gazed at it intently for a long time.

咬牙

"Rip—rip—"

"Huh?" Before Yanming could react, all that remained of the page of text was a pile of shredded paper on the table.

“There was a slight error, but it’s not necessary… However, I will come up with new lyrics, Mr. Yanming, please believe me.”

By the time Yanming came to his senses, the lights had returned to normal.

"...Of course I believe you, but don't push yourself too hard. We still have plenty of time. You can use your free time until your summer vacation to write new songs." Yanming didn't notice the deep-seated sickness hidden in Deng's eyes and continued to comfort her with a smile.

"Hmm..." The lamp's attention wasn't on what Yanming was saying; instead, it was subtly looking into his eyes.

After confirming that Yanming was unaware of her selfish thoughts, Deng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These lyrics absolutely must not be sung to the members of Crychic during a live performance, or everything will truly be over.

...In that case, she would never forgive herself.

Oblivionis also noticed the unusual situation and moved closer to the two of them: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Deng is just thinking about the lyrics for his new song," Yanming said casually, frowning as he looked at the shredded paper on the table that was beyond repair.

What exactly did Deng write that made him suddenly so excited?

If it's just a matter of feeling the lyrics are inappropriate, there's no need for such a strong reaction, right?

...Perhaps it's related to Crychic and "that person".

If that's the case, it's best not to continue using the stimulating light.

Yanming shook his head and suggested, "How about we call it a day for now?"

Deng doesn't seem to be in a condition where she can play a second song. Since there's still no sign of a new song, it would be better to let her go back and rest to recover her energy.

oblivionis was the first to agree: "I have no objection, Deng looks like he needs a rest."

Lenai seemed a little unsatisfied, but then she remembered that her parents were probably still looking for her, so she nodded.

"Let's get together again next time, it was a lot of fun."

Everyone except the lamp agreed, so the lamp naturally didn't say anything more.

...It's good to let her be alone for a while.

Find a place where there are no little Xiangs... and stay there quietly for a while.

I can't keep going down this path of depravity...

It's addictive.

“…Okay.” Deng closed the notebook and put it in his pocket.

Seeing this, Yanming tidied up the table, then clasped his hands together and said, "Understood, disperse."

Subsequently

oblivionis left first, citing other matters he had to attend to.

After saying goodbye to the others, Deng also went home.

Lena...

"stare--"

Yanming said helplessly, "Well, Xiao Le Nai, I'm telling you, you don't actually want to go back yet, do you?"