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

结果

She disappointed everyone, including herself.

Aine felt she had no face left to show in front of her friends. She felt like a stray dog ​​with nowhere to go, the past clinging to her like a malignant tumor, constantly tormenting her nerves.

...Aine doesn't want to go through something like that again.

Now, the opportunity to forget the past and be reborn is right in front of her, and Aine must consider whether this is her only chance in this life.

"Xiaodeng's band is having problems, right? If it's as Mr. Yanming said, then maybe I can solve it." Because people like them who love vanity have no shortage of ways to ease interpersonal relationships.

However, Aine's words did not answer the question about the light; they only explained the benefits of having her join the band.

And the real answer to this question...

She wanted to gather enough people around her to flatter her, so that her vanity could be satisfied.

That's why she wanted to play in a band.

"As for why I want to join the band... I don't have the courage to tell Xiaodeng right now." Aine clenched her fist. "But I will do what Xiaodeng hopes for, to ensure the band can continue as long as possible."

The lamp did not give an immediate reply, but instead turned its gaze to Yanming.

The latter nodded: "It was my idea, but Ai Yin herself suggested joining the band."

"Um……"

"Whether you agree or not is up to you, Xiaodeng," Yanming said. That was all he could say.

The lamp turned its gaze back to Aine, whose lips were pursed in nervousness.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally lowered his head.

"I'm sorry... Aine-san, I can't agree to that..."

Although she really wanted to change the band's current situation.

However, Lamp couldn't make the decision to let others join the band all by himself.

This matter needs to be discussed and agreed upon by everyone before a conclusion can be reached.

But now, Lixi is so exhausted that she needs to rest for a while, and besides Lixi, no one else can find Lena...

"The band... isn't just mine alone, it's the result of everyone's hard work... If Aine wants to join the band, she should meet everyone first..."

Although his tone remained as weak as ever, Deng showed considerable persistence on this point.

"……sorry."

Aine's disappointed expression was reflected in the lamp's pupils, causing her to subconsciously utter words of apology.

"Why should I apologize? Xiaodeng didn't do anything wrong. I was just too hasty."

Because of her guilt, the light didn't notice that the despondency in Aine's eyes lasted for less than a second before being replaced by renewed motivation.

"So, if I can get the other members of the band to approve of me, then I can naturally join your band, right?" Ai Yin clenched her fist, and there was no trace of dejection in her eyes.

Compared to her experience in Britain, this setback was nothing more than child's play.

Don't underestimate her vanity!

"I will not give up until I have been explicitly rejected by everyone!"

"Well..." Perhaps infected by Aine's positive emotions, or perhaps the desire for change briefly overcame her timidity, Akari also perked up a little. "I can try... to find a way to let Aine meet with them."

Chapter 137 Love~

Ai Yin was pleasantly surprised by the lamp's answer: "Really!"

"Hmm... If that's all, I'm willing to help Aine-san." Akari placed her hand on her chest and said sincerely, "If no one else has any objections, I would welcome Aine-san."

Tomori-chan! Love~

Aine admitted that she was captivated for a moment.

But even so, it's still within her capacity to bear it.

That long-haired succubus lamp—she's a woman who was student council president in junior high! She won't fall for him so easily…

"Aine, the band is in your hands now." Xiangzi smiled at Aine, her soft voice and sweet face enough to captivate anyone. "If you need any help, just come to the next class and ask me for help—I've got you covered, I'm on Aine's side, okay?"

Sakiko-chan! Love~

Aine admitted that this time the charm might last a little longer.

But that's not enough to prove she's a casual person.

This only proves that Xiangzi, as a succubus of the "white moonlight" type, has terrifying destructive power when facing someone who doesn't yet have a "white moonlight."

"I... um?" Yanming was about to say something when Xiangzi forcibly stopped him with her hand.

He vaguely saw Xiangzi's lips move very slightly, as if he were saying something.

'...We can't have one more competitor...'

"?"

Yanming didn't hear clearly.

After confirming that Yanming had no intention of speaking, Xiangzi withdrew his hand and then picked up a lottery box from the cabinet behind him. "But since this matter has been settled, we can't let this private room go to waste... Everyone, let's sing! This time we'll use a lottery to decide the order, so there'll be no way to refuse!"

"...Why would a karaoke bar have props for drawing lots?" Deng asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Uh, I don't know, maybe it was left by someone before." Xiangzi gave a vague answer, then shook the lottery tube vigorously twice and placed it in the center of the table. "Anyway, let's draw!"

A moment later

Ai Yin looked at the slip of paper in her hand and chuckled softly, "It turns out I'm the one who started this."

However, this did indeed suit her wishes.

If you want to stand out, the beginning and the end will naturally leave a deeper impression.

The lamp held up the wooden piece in its hand. "I am... second."

Xiangzi looked at the last lot he had drawn and immediately understood the result of the lot Yanming had drawn.

As expected, Yanming flipped over the wooden slip: "I'm last in line."

Singing some simple songs shouldn't cause any problems.

Yanming pressed down on his vocal cords and, after confirming that he only felt slight pain and a slight tearing sensation, he felt a little relieved.

Even Xiangzi, who had known him the longest, did not notice that from the first day they met, Yanming had never spoken loudly to anyone. He always spoke in a flat tone with very little fluctuation.

At the same time, given his peaceful nature, he rarely needs to yell or shout at others, which means that unless he takes the initiative to tell others, it is difficult for others to discover Yanming's problems through observation.

Of course, Yanming didn't want them to know either.

Plugging one vulnerability often leads to the emergence of another, even larger vulnerability.

Under such a chain reaction, his biggest secret is also very likely to be exposed, and Yanming doesn't even have the courage to imagine such a situation.

As for losing one's voice due to overuse, that's the least important consequence. You can easily cover it up by saying it was an accident. It's nothing serious.

More than the cost of losing his voice, Yanming was worried that if he continued to refuse Xiangzi's request, it would arouse the other party's suspicion. After all, singing is not a luxury for others; it's just that he is too special.

After calculating the gains and losses in his mind, Yanming put the slip back into the wooden tube, indicating that it was time to begin.

Aine picked up the tablet, thought for a moment, and quickly made a decision: "If it's a solo song... then I'll go with Pastel*Palettes' 'Shuwarin☆Dori~Min'!"

"When I first heard this song, I felt like I was full of energy, like I could split ten roof tiles in one breath, so I tried to learn it." Then, Aine blushed slightly, "But please don't laugh at me if I don't sing it well."

In fact, Ai Yin was quite confident in her voice; after all, it was at a level where she had performed on stage before.

Even if he can't compare to the lead singer who has already performed live several times, he shouldn't be too much worse than the other two, right?

"しゅわしゅわはじけたキモチの名前教えてよきみは知ってる?"

"Repair the tiles, repair the tiles..."

Pastel*Palettes' style is mostly energetic, which happens to match Aine's voice quite well.

Even without the guitar, the pink-haired guitarist and lead vocalist still performed at a "lead vocalist" level.

Perhaps due to some nervousness, her voice cracked a bit halfway through the song, but the power she conveyed, capable of splitting ten tiles, was definitely felt by everyone present.

As soon as the song ended, Ai Yin couldn't wait to ask, "Little Lamp, how was it?"

"It sounds great...better than my singing..."

However, I went a little overboard... though I'm not really in a position to say that.

"Hehehe... I'm not that amazing." She was being modest, but who knows what was going on in her little head.

...For example, winning the martial arts tournament?

"Next is Xiaodeng. What do you want to sing? I'll help you light it." Worried that Xiaodeng wouldn't know how to use it, Aiyin enthusiastically continued to operate the tablet.

"Hmm..." Deng was a little undecided.

Yanming casually suggested, "Spring Shadow?"

"Why do we have to play 'Spring Shadow' again?" Xiangzi complained.

The main concern was that a 1.62-meter-tall girl with long, flaxen hair might suddenly jump out from the corner and shout at them.

The way Su Shi broke down last time really left Xiangzi with psychological trauma.

To be fair, if she were in that situation, she probably would have run away crying too.

The destructive power of "Spring Shadow"... is indeed quite significant for certain groups of people.

It's generally best not to use it lightly.

Ai Yin thought of something: "By the way, Xiao Deng, what about your band's songs? I wonder if any of them are in here."

Xiangzi shook his head and denied it, saying, "They haven't even debuted yet, how could they possibly have?"

"Little Lamp, do you have any songs that you're familiar with and that you can find at karaoke?"

"...Little Star?" the lamp tentatively asked.

Singing nursery rhymes!

...It seems like there's no problem?

"Let me look, I've found it."

The accompaniment of this 19th-century piece, which has been translated into multiple languages ​​and is known in countless countries, flowed slowly from the speakers.

Chapter 138 Who here isn't the lead singer?

"twinkle Twinkle Little Star……"

The sound of the high-pitched lamp is very clear, but that doesn't mean it's free of other impurities.

For example, the subtle tremor in the vocal cords further highlights the purity of the singing.

The nasal cavity resonates with the heart and lungs, and emotions and life are sublimated together.

"Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" may not be the first song many people learn, but it is certainly the first song many people heard in their childhood.

As children softly hum this melody, the haze in the sky dissipates, revealing the twinkling stars.

In the sky, they are called stars.

But here, it is called a lamp.

The lamp, with her delicate, trembling, and uniquely distinctive voice, sang or recited the lyrics, like all travelers yearning for the stars to guide their way.

If confusion assails you like a fierce storm, then become a beacon of light, illuminating your own path and comforting others.

This girl possesses unimaginable power within her, a power that even a star in its prime cannot match.

Incredible

The birth of each soul is an incredible, cyclical process.

Therefore, it is not surprising.

“Yanming…” Xiangzi nudged Yanming’s waist with his elbow.

"what?"