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

This is a hidden rhythm game where players need to frantically click the mouse to test their hand speed and cheer!

He continued clicking the mouse.

Congratulations! You have successfully unlocked the hidden skill: Passionate Support!

[Note: There may be strong particle light effects during the support process. Mr. Yang, please don't mind them and just unleash your enthusiasm!]

Huh? Clapping your hands even has particle light effects?

Got it, it's the glow stick effect used for cheering, right?

And they even know his surname is Yang... I've been exposed again.

correct!

Since it involves mouse clicks, could you...?

Yang Wenbi responded to the "Auto Clicker" request and clicked "Download"!

Continue controlling Emma to clap during the download to keep the blue bar stable.

But Hannah, who had just finished her performance on stage, looked at Emma with a strange expression amidst the jeers.

Volume 1: Chapter 72 Click to cheer? I'm using an auto-clicker!

"Go down!"

"Isn't the Fantasy-Impromptu supposed to be something anyone can do? Why did you play it like this?"

"Even Hannah is not doing well now."

Thirty seconds earlier, as the music entered its final section, Hannah pursed her lips tightly. She desperately wished she could lose her hearing like Beethoven.

No matter how much she tried to ignore the insults, they still pierced her eardrums like needles, making her dizzy.

She tried to check on Emma, ​​hoping to use her as a way to adjust her mindset.

Throughout the entire room, only he remained seated, which only made Hannah's throat tighten.

Hannah disregarded emotional expressions like dynamics and tempo in the music. Only muscle memory remained, mechanically reciting the notes.

The last note of Fantasy-Impromptu was pressed.

After the first piece of music ends, we enter a 30-second preparation and adjustment period for the final piece.

What can be called preparation and adjustment?

The particularly harsh insults only worsened her mental state.

Hannah's vision went black, with a thin layer of black rising from the edges of her field of vision.

At the same time, a strange thought arose in my mind:

"Stop playing. No matter how much you play, you'll still be Hanna Tono from the slums."

"Run away."

"If we kill everyone here, we can escape this concert."

"Kill Emma too. That way, she won't have to hear your awful playing."

Hannah remained silent.

Black particles drifted around her vision, staining her emerald eyes.

Her empty, listless eyes were just about to open her mouth slightly when—

Snapped!Snapped!

A clap of the hand shook the darkness in the field of vision, creating ripples—it actually shook it open!

Hannah's eyes regained their clarity, and her vision gradually cleared.

She frantically searched for the source of the applause.

Then, Hannah found out!

It's Emma.

Emma remained seated, expressionless. Yet her gaze never left Hannah.

Snap, snap...

She clapped her hands.

Although the applause was easily drowned out by the shouts, Emma clapped very hard, as if she was worried that Hannah wouldn't hear it.

Hannah swallowed, feeling a stinging sensation in her nose.

"How could I not hear you... you idiot."

Because you were the only one in the entire audience who applauded for me.

The half-minute break passed in the blink of an eye, but Emma was still clapping for her.

In a daze, Hannah saw particles of intense hope emanating from Emma and rushing toward the stage.

Hannah smiled slightly, as if Emma were performing alongside her.

She simply abandoned the second piece she had originally planned and chose a cheerful piece that would win Emma's applause—"Can-Can".

The negative comments from the audience continued to pour in, but Hannah ignored them.

It doesn't matter anymore.

Hannah intends to play this piece for Emma, ​​for her.

Meanwhile, Marg noticed that Tono Hannah's hope level was rising sharply, while the level of the witch factor, which represented despair, was falling steadily!

"What...what on earth is going on?!"

She looked at Emma Sakuraba, who was cheering and clapping for Hannah Tono, and saw the pink particles emanating from Emma's body.

"So that's how it is... Is this the power of bonds?"

I can't lose either!

Marg sped up the speed at which she pressed the trigger of the bubble gun.

Even more powerful bubbles erupted, further intensifying the negative emotions of the audience. This even affected Hannah's group.

[Marg and Hannah Tono's intense emotional fluctuations were detected, resulting in the acquisition of 13 pink filth items.]

Meanwhile, off-screen, Yang Wen shook his aching wrist, his brows furrowing slightly.

He discovered that the required mouse clicks were becoming increasingly faster, and the rate at which the blue bar was increasing was also slowing down...

But it's okay.

Two beeping sounds came from the headphones, and the words "Download Complete" popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

He scrolled through the D drive and found a folder:

[Auto Clicker]

Although the word "automatic clicker" has the suffix "device," most of them are actually computer software or scripts.

After switching screens and opening the auto-clicker, Yang Wen simply took both hands off the keyboard.

So be it if he's cheating. But Yang Wen doesn't like being called a "cheater" and prefers to be called "Pro Bro".

Emma's perspective.

At first, she was happy that the gods were able to support Hannah.

Emma was initially wondering if she could bring herself to give Hannah a unique round of applause amidst a flood of negative reviews.

But then she realized something was wrong:

Emma could vaguely see tiny black bubbles floating around Hannah, and even smell a faint scent of a despairing witch.

But what surprised Emma even more was...

'My Lord, you may be clapping, but why are you clapping faster and faster?!'

Emma noticed that the initially slow and steady clapping gradually increased in speed. After just one minute, it was as if an internal combustion engine was running, creating afterimages!

'Waaaaaah...'

Won't it break down so quickly?

At that moment, Emma suddenly noticed that a wisp of pinkish-white magic particles could be faintly seen in the afterimage of "herself" clapping its hands.

These hopeful particles, belonging to magical girls, slowly floated onto the stage, confronting the black bubbles of the witches!

To Emma's even greater surprise, her pink magic actually "ate" those bubbles!

Emma seemed to understand a little.

She could feel that the magic power within her body did not decrease at all during the clapping process.

Rapid clapping is like "doing work" in physics. Does this "work" of clapping generate magic, thereby protecting Senior Hannah?

Hannah also noticed Emma's strange behavior, and that Emma's clapping had become an afterimage.

Is it really necessary to go this far for support?!

Then I can't lose either!

Hannah was even more excited.

Even the bubbles that influenced her from the side couldn't reach her left and right, and could only be eroded by the pink particles.

A faint green glow appeared on Hannah's body.

On the other side, Marg watched as hope gradually overwhelmed Hannah's despair. Even the disappointed murmurs of the audience went unheard by Hannah.

The current ratio of hope to despair is 48:52, which has narrowed considerably.

"Tsk... Sakura Emma!"

Marg looked at Emma in the front row, but noticed the other woman's hand that was shooting a blur, and his lips twitched.

What is this guy doing...?

"Now that things have come to this... is focusing on influencing Tohno Hannah the only option?"

Margot concentrated all the bubbles of witch-like energy towards Tohno Hannah. She even added a large amount of her own magical power!

Due to the rapid loss of magic power, Mag's face turned slightly pale.

She looked at Emma Sakura and naturally saw the pink magic emanating from Emma's body.

"What...what is this magic? It can actually erode the witch's essence..."

Could it be... that this is the tangible opposition between the magical girl's hope and the witch's despair?

In Margot's view, this was more of a showdown between her and Emma Sakura's total magical power!

"Sakura Emma won't be able to hold on for long..."

Marg convinced herself of this.

[A total of 6 pink filth items were obtained]

Yang Wen yawned while lying in the computer chair.

Hmm? Why has the decline of the red bar slowed down again?

Speed ​​up the auto-clicker's pace.

Margot, I'm going to beat you with my elbow!

As the auto-clicker speed increased, the magic surging from Emma's body became even more powerful!

Large beads of sweat appeared on Margot's forehead as she hid in the corner. Watching Emma Sakura, sitting in the front row, unleash even more magic, she couldn't help but marvel:

"They can even increase the dosage?!"

Just how much magic does this guy possess?!

Margot also put all her effort into channeling her magic into the bubble gun, continuing to influence Hannah Tono's emotions.

Comparing magic power between a white-level character and a blue-level character like her? Don't make me laugh.

Emma and Mag engaged in a back-and-forth exchange, with black bubbles and pink magic filling Hannah's surroundings on stage, creating a momentary visual effect that allowed the audience to see some clues.

Naturally, some people noticed the pink magical light emanating from Emma.