People in Mygo are emotional firefighters.

"Ugh—no! I can't concentrate at all!"

She let out a wail and buried her face in the cold body of the guitar, her pink hair falling down and brushing against the soundboard.

Practice? How could anyone possibly concentrate on practicing!

Mayu said the video has been uploaded! It's the band's first behind-the-scenes clip! It even features a wonderful appearance by Chihaya Ayane!

Although... although the guitar playing was a bit... well, not quite satisfactory.

But her opening pose was carefully designed! Her energetic smile was absolutely impeccable! And didn't Zhenyu herself say at the end that it created a great "contrast" and "show effect"?

...Although now that I think about it carefully, it doesn't seem like it was entirely a compliment.

But no matter what, this is the band's first step towards the world stage! As the band's founder, guitarist, and lead vocalist, how could she not rush to support them immediately!

She picked up the tablet again and went back to Ishikawa Mayu's SNS page.

refresh.

No.

Refresh again.

There's still nothing there!

"Why is it so slow..." Ai Yin puffed out her cheeks, her fingers tapping impatiently on the edge of the tablet. "Is there a problem with the video format? Or is there a sensitive word in the title?"

The anxiety of waiting gnawed at her heart like tiny insects. She logged out of her account page, then logged back in, repeating the meaningless refresh action as if doing so would speed up the review process.

After refreshing the page countless times to no avail, she collapsed onto the bed in frustration.

"So slow!"

To alleviate this agonizing anticipation, her fingers unconsciously began swiping the screen, browsing through the past posts on the Zhenyu account.

The content on the screen was uninteresting.

A few casually composed photos of the sky, and a few short instrumental practice clips that were clearly recorded on the fly and were only a dozen seconds long, resulted in a pitifully quiet comment section and few likes.

This actually fits Makoto's usual image as someone who's unenthusiastic about everything and lacks social energy—a bit of a "gloomy" persona. Aine pouted, about to log out of her account, when her finger suddenly stopped.

Her gaze was drawn to the comments below a violin performance clip posted six months ago that had only a dozen or so likes.

That was a comment written in the Eastern Huang language.

She glanced at it and quickly caught only the familiar Romanized word "maha," and the word "few people" that she could directly understand from the Eastern Huang script. Maha and few people? This strange combination instantly piqued her curiosity.

Without any hesitation, she deftly long-pressed the comment, selected "copy," and quickly switched to a translation app to paste the content.

The translation results appeared almost instantly:

"Wow, I found Maha-sensei's account, but there are so few people using it."

"Maha...teacher?"

Aiyin repeated the unfamiliar name, confirmed through translation, in a low voice, her gaze fixed on the screen.

An overlooked detail then flashed into my mind.

Speaking of which... isn't Zhenyu particularly good at the Eastern language?

She suddenly recalled what had happened in the karaoke room.

When she and the lamp pushed open the door, they heard Mayu singing in a language she couldn't understand, but with an exceptionally beautiful melody. Her fluent pronunciation and absorbed expression, combined with this clearly pointed comment...

“Maha-sensei…?” Aine tapped the screen with her fingertip, and the vague guess in her mind suddenly became clear and specific, filled with unbelievable surprise.

Could it be that... in some online world she doesn't understand, where they use the Eastern language, she is actually... a very powerful person who is called "Teacher"?

And looking at these comments, complaining about having so few fans... Thinking about it from another angle, doesn't that mean he actually should have a lot of fans in that world?!

Aine sat bolt upright in bed, her heart pounding at the astonishing discovery. A mixture of shock, curiosity, and a subtle excitement she herself hadn't even noticed instantly washed over her.

The anxiety she had been feeling while waiting for the video to be approved vanished instantly. Now, she had more important things to do!

She picked up the tablet again, her fingertips trembling slightly with excitement.

She quit Maha's social media account, which had only sporadic updates and a small number of followers, and without hesitation typed "Maha-sensei" into a search engine in Chinese.

The search results page pops up, and at the very top, in the most prominent position, is a link to a video website called "PiliPili".

Ai Yin had heard of this website before, knowing it was a large video platform, but she had never looked into it in depth. With a hint of curiosity and an increasingly strong premonition, she clicked on it.

The moment the page finished loading, her silver-gray eyes involuntarily widened slightly.

Account name: "Maha_official". Number of followers... an astonishing number that she had to carefully count to confirm, far exceeding her imagination of "niche enthusiasts".

Although her updates aren't frequent, each one garners tens of thousands of likes and comments! The titles of the pinned videos are in Chinese, which she can't understand, but without exception, they all have an astonishing number of millions of views!

Chihaya Aine's fingers trembled slightly as she clicked on the video with the most views.

The video begins to play. The camera focuses on a pair of long, strong hands with well-defined knuckles and a dark-colored violin. Then, a technically complex, emotionally rich, and powerful melody flows out, instantly captivating her ears!

The comment section below the video was even more lively, filled with enthusiastic praise in various languages ​​she couldn't understand but could barely grasp through translation:

"Teacher Maha is amazing! The pitch is perfect! The emotion is so powerful!"

"Every time I listen to Maha play the violin, I feel like my ears are pregnant!"

"When will the teacher start a live stream?! Please reply!"

Chihaya Aine's gaze was fixed on the screen, as if trying to etch the scrolling, incomprehensible text and the astonishing number of views into her mind. She could even feel her fingertips turning slightly white from the excessive pressure.

The discovery was so shocking that her mind went blank for a moment.

Ishikawa Mayu, who was always lazy at school, would rather lie down than sit, had little enthusiasm for most things, and even had some social anxiety...

The one she half-coaxed and half-forced into joining the band, who occasionally showed a helpless expression because of her clumsiness, but most of the time surprisingly tolerant of her...

Behind the scenes, he is actually "Teacher Maha" who is admired and followed by countless people in another vast world?!

She always believed that she was the more "experienced" one, better at attracting attention and leading the band forward. Although her guitar skills were indeed a weakness, she was quite confident in her social skills and how to "become popular."

But now, this sudden discovery seems to have torn open a crack in her familiar map of knowledge, leading to an unknown area.

This feeling... is so strange. And... so unsatisfying?

She wanted to know more.

I want to know what kind of music Mayu plays, what kind of fans she has, and what kind of light she radiates in another world.

Chapter 111 (3k) Couple's Crosstalk?

With an almost pilgrimage-like feeling, Chihaya Aine clicked on the most viewed violin performance videos by "Maha-sensei".

The moment the first note flowed out, she was instantly captivated by the exquisite skill and deeply moving performance.

It wasn't until she exited full-screen mode that she was shocked to discover that the video titled "[When socially anxious high school students start forming a band... recording some precious moments]" had been quietly posted and was now lying silently in her list.

The publication time is already more than ten minutes ago!

"Ah! It's already uploaded!" Ai Yin exclaimed and quickly clicked on it.

She had already seen the video in the group chat, so she looked directly at the comments section.

Although it wasn't refreshing as frantically every second as she had imagined, the number of comments had still accumulated to an astonishing degree, silently demonstrating the influence "Teacher Maha" wielded on this platform.

She took a deep breath and began to try to decipher the Chinese characters, relying on her meager knowledge of Donghuang. For those she couldn't understand, she had to rely on translation software.

"cute!"

"Maha-sensei joined a band?!"

"The pink-haired guitar-playing girl is so lively, but her guitar skills... good luck!"

They're still saying she didn't play well! Chihaya Aine continued browsing with a little bit of grievance.

"That bassist is so gentle."

"The lead singer looks shy, but is surprisingly cute."

"The drummer with long, straight black hair is so cool!"

The comments seemed quite friendly, mostly expressing curiosity and initial impressions of these new faces.

Chihaya Aine breathed a slight sigh of relief, and was about to check if there were any more comments about herself when she suddenly noticed out of the corner of her eye that the number of comments on the video playing in the small window had suddenly surged!

what happened?

She turned her attention back to the video window, puzzled. It was playing Shiina Tatsuki's part—she had been reluctantly pulled in front of the camera, gave a hurried and vague self-introduction, and was then teased by Ishikawa Mayu for having a rock style. In the end, Tatsuki angrily grabbed a drumstick and threw it at him, but missed and was instead handed back to him by Mayu with a laugh…

This is it! The barrage of comments flooded the screen like a tidal wave, so dense that it almost covered the entire image!

Aine's heart skipped a beat. She keenly noticed the words "Lixi" and "love" repeatedly appearing in the rapidly scrolling comments! The kanji for these two words were almost identical to their Japanese counterparts; she couldn't possibly be mistaken!

Li hope... in love?

A strange unease gripped her instantly. She immediately paused the video, her fingers trembling slightly as she began to extract and copy the densely appearing comments containing the words "Li Xi" and "love," pasting them into her translation software.

The translation results kept popping up, like tiny hammer blows striking her heart:

"The drummer throws her drumsticks, and Maha quietly retrieves them—what a classic couple's comedy routine!"

"A drummer who seems fierce on the surface but is actually completely under someone's thumb x a string player who appears indifferent but is actually infinitely tolerant, I'm totally shipping them!"

"That look in his eyes when he handed over the drumsticks! There's definitely a story behind it!"

"Throwing drumsticks like that is just being tsundere! And Maha-sensei even smiled and threw them back, he's so doting!"

"@Maha_official, confess honestly, are you dating the drummer girl?!"

Although the translation software sometimes produces awkward and strange results, the core meaning is brutally clear—in this world belonging to "Maha-sensei," in the eyes of thousands of unfamiliar fans, the person with a special relationship and sweet interactions with Mayu is Shiina Tatsuki!

how so?

A huge wave of bitterness and grievance instantly surged into Chihaya Aine's heart, drowning out the shock and admiration she had just been immersed in the music.

She always thought that she was the one closest to Mayu.

Just as Chihaya Aine was looking at the comments about "Tachiki's love," feeling a surge of bitterness in her heart and almost unable to breathe, she refreshed the comment section.

A new comment, pinned by the blogger, appeared prominently at the very top.

Posted by: Maha_official (verified)

The comment reads: "They're just bandmates, we're not dating. Please don't make assumptions, it will only cause trouble."

It's Mayu-kun!

Ai held her breath and used a translation app to confirm Zhenyu's reply. Her heart, which had been pounding, finally settled back into place with a thud, and she let out a long sigh of relief. Thank goodness, Zhenyu denied it! He and Lixi weren't in that kind of relationship!

But then, a subtle sense of loss crept into his heart. He clarified his relationship with Riki, but... he hadn't specifically mentioned Chihaya Aine.

Amidst all the discussions about "who is a good match for whom," she was still... overlooked?

With a hint of defiance, she continued scrolling down to read the replies below the pinned comment. Sure enough, many fans weren't buying it.

However, before she could fully relax, she saw that the fans' reactions in the reply section of the pinned comment were even more varied.

"I understand, I understand, I get it~ (doge)"

"That's what it's called at the moment."

"Got it! Just a regular teammate! (Yeah, right)"

"Teacher, whatever you say goes, right? (laughing and crying)"

"This clarification... doesn't it feel like a cover-up?"

"Protection! This is what protection is!"

"Oh dear, young people are shy, let's not say anything more~"

Seeing these replies, some teasing and some insistent, Aine's newly relaxed mood sank again. It seemed that everyone... didn't completely believe Mayu's clarification, and still felt that there was something between him and Ritsuki.

This feeling of having her "territory" arbitrarily divided by strangers and having her feelings ignored made Aine feel very sad and a little wronged.

She bit her lower lip, staring at the reply box, and an idea popped into her head. She wanted to comment too! She wanted to ask!

The system prompted her to register an account before posting. Ai Yin clicked "register" almost without hesitation. Username? She thought for a moment; she couldn't reveal her identity yet, so… she'd go with "Unknown."

Registration successful! She immediately returned to the pinned comment and began to organize her thoughts. She wanted to ask a question in a lively tone, like that of an ordinary, curious fan.

She typed carefully: "What's the relationship between Teacher Maha and that pink-haired guitar girl in the video? She looks so energetic! (^▽^)"