Sakura Emma, ​​I'm going to control you fiercely!

Yang Wen looked up at the top of the screen. He then noticed that the blue color had already reached 75% of the progress bar for the red-blue battle.

So that's how it is... All you need to do is have Emma keep watching Hannah, and the blue bar in the red-blue battle will grow longer?

What if we could make Emma smile again?

"Emma, ​​smile."

Emma: 'Huh? I-I'll try...hehehe~'

Yang Wen sent Emma an emoji, asking her to smile.

Hannah on stage also saw Emma smiling at her.

'If they like it, that's good, that's good...' That scared me to death!

She relaxed and focused all her attention on the music.

'Let's continue playing like this.'

[Blue bar: 80%]

Yang Wen discovered that not only watching Hannah play, but even smiling at Hannah could lengthen the progress bar!

This task is way too easy!

Yang Wen felt something was strange.

Emma listened intently to her senior's piano playing.

'I feel like the music has become richer and more complex.'

My senior's concert is a sure thing!

We'll win!

But then, the deep voice of the deity suddenly reached Emma's ears:

"That's a bit dangerous."

'Huh? Danger? Why?'

Emma observed from the corner of her eye. Everyone's reaction was great; they all listened attentively.

Moreover, Hannah was in excellent condition.

Judging from the smile on her lips, Emma knew that her senior was confident of victory.

In Yang Wen's view, the principle of "reading like a mountain, not a flat plain" applies to both games and writing.

Currently, in the red-blue battle progress bar, blue has occupied 85%. It seems like they "will win".

But since the game designers are already using the unskippable "Hannah's performance CG" to pad out the game's length, they're bound to come up with some weird things to pad out the length again.

For example, the decryption of "Atomic Heart," and the deliberately drawn-out action sequences in "Final Fantasy VII."

For example... that witch who sneaked into the concert.

……

……

Marg sat in the far corner of the music hall, the least conspicuous place.

She looked at Hannah, who was playing intently on stage, and Emma, ​​who was listening attentively in the audience.

"Oh, what a deep sisterly bond."

If Hannah turns into a witch in despair, can you still maintain your sisterly bond?

Marg had already investigated Hannah Tono, knew her past well, and knew that Hannah valued concerts especially.

If the concert could instill deep despair in her, then it wouldn't be impossible for her to fall into witchhood in one fell swoop.

Marge chuckled softly and silently took out a bubble gun-shaped Echo from the small cloth bag beside her.

She recalled Meruru's account from the previous night.

[This echo was originally named "Bubble Gun Spreading Childlike Fun," but after being corrupted by the witch's influence... it became "Bubble Gun Spreading Disappointment."]

Echoes are the most primal thoughts in the hearts of humans before they become remains or witches; they can also be said to be the most profound obsessions.

In Marge's opinion, just how perverse was Meruru's taste in polluting this most beautiful and original thought?

But I'm not much better off myself...

Marg felt a pang of sadness.

She closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and thought of Sakura Emma, ​​who had ruined her life's work, and the humiliation of having been forced to this point...

Marg resolutely opened her eyes and pointed the bubble gun at the audience in the front row.

Then, gently press the trigger.

Bubbles floated out one after another, finding their way onto the heads of each audience member. Yet, no one noticed.

In silence and invisibility...

All the bubbles burst silently.

……

……

Hannah was immersed in the flowing music, her fingers dancing merrily across the keys.

If you keep playing like this, you'll definitely succeed!

Just as she was harboring this hope, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the audience—

Her fingers suddenly stiffened.

"?!"

At least a quarter of the audience members were frowning deeply at that moment.

Their previous rapture vanished, replaced by undisguised impatience and disgust.

Some people even began to shift their postures in frustration, their gazes piercing Hannah on the stage like needles.

'What happened?! Did I play it wrong somewhere?'

Hannah's heart skipped a beat.

The fear of having her "true nature" exposed coiled around her throat like a venomous snake, causing even the notes she played on the piano to tremble almost imperceptibly.

Meanwhile, Emma also realized that the deity was indeed right:

The atmosphere in the whole place seemed to have changed.

Yang Wen looked up at the red and blue progress bars.

At this moment, the victorious blue color plummeted to 65%, like a rollercoaster. Meanwhile, the defeated red color occupied 35% and continued to encroach on the blue color's territory.

really……

Sima's malicious scheme has begun.

……

……

Marg kept pulling the trigger of the bubble gun.

Each time the button is pressed, more than a dozen bubbles will burst out.

When the bubble bursts, it causes an equal number of viewers to feel emotionally dejected.

She subtly sensed the amount of witch factor in Hannah's body.

If we were to quantify the relationship between Hannah's hope and the witch factor representing despair, the current values ​​would be 65% and 35% respectively—the despair level is low, but it's steadily rising!

All you need to do is raise Hannah's witch factor (despair level) to 75%, and then you won't have to do anything. Hannah's negative emotions will react with the witch factor, spiraling upwards, and automatically reach 100% witch factor—transforming into a witch!

Hannah, however, remained completely absorbed in her performance. The Fantasy-Impromptu had reached its middle and later sections.

Cold sweat beaded on her forehead as she poured herself into the music, trying her best to salvage the somber reviews from the audience.

However, Hannah noticed that the proportion of the audience with unusual expressions was not decreasing, but was actually gradually increasing!

'Did I play it wrong somewhere?'

For some inexplicable reason, Hannah had this thought in her mind.

As Hannah pondered this, her palms began to sweat.

The next second, Hannah's fingertip slipped and accidentally touched the white key next to the target black key.

Thump—! ! !

In an instant, a jarring discordant sound pierced the entire venue!

The audience's expressions instantly turned somber again.

As the invisible bubbles emerged, someone suddenly said:

"What is this being played?"

That sound was like a starting gun, instantly igniting the atmosphere in the entire venue!

"It was almost over, and they still made a wrong note!"

"Ouch~ My ears hurt so much."

"Hannah doesn't play very well either."

A chorus of cheers suddenly filled Hannah's surroundings.

Her throat was dry, and she bit her lip tightly, letting the strange taste of the lip gloss fill her mouth.

Yang Wen and Mag noticed that the blue bar representing victory/hope value had dropped to 45%, while the red bar representing defeat/despair value had risen to 55%!

Marge raised a light laugh:

"Just a little bit more..."

She dunked even faster.

The Fantasy-Impromptu is coming to an end.

Although Hannah no longer mispronounced any notes, Emma heard the audience's disapproval, which even included profanities.

The shouting and cursing also affected the entire audience.

Emma looked at Hannah on the stage with concern.

'Senior...'

At this moment, Yang Wen noticed that the red bar representing failure had reached 55%.

And an extra pop-up window appeared on the screen:

[Note: The task will fail when the red color accounts for more than 75%]

"6"

This means that for the blue bar to win, it needs 100%; while for the red bar to win, it only needs 75%.

As the red bar rapidly climbed to near the warning line for mission failure, Yang Wen couldn't possibly place all his hopes on a single game character.

Yang Wen pressed all the QWERDF keys on the keyboard, even breaking the [F5] key, but still couldn't stop the progress from dropping.

He even suspected that he might have missed some toilet-unclogging quest, resulting in a lack of the key quest item that would increase his mana bar.

Yang Wen gently clicked the mouse just as Hannah finished singing.

Snapped!

Emma clapped her hands on the screen.

Yang Wen was completely bewildered.

Why did the left-click basic attack turn into a clapping gesture? Is this game still about disarming in the safe zone?

What's the point of this?

However, Yang Wen noticed that the blue progress bar had risen slightly.

Yang Wen instantly understood how to play the game!