A band simulator, but all girl-heavy!

Of course, more importantly...

I want to hear the person who wrote this song sing this dark yet non-resistance song with his clear voice.

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132

Chapter 132 Daily quarrels.

On this day, the five-member group of Kawasaki did not meet in the recording studio as usual, but gathered in a private room of an izakaya. Although there was a happy atmosphere of a cooking party, they sat around the dining table with serious expressions, as if they were attending a serious company meeting.

The table was filled with the snacks and chicken skewers that had just been ordered, but these delicacies that everyone usually fought over were like the mineral water in the conference room. No one touched even a sip. Only the carefree Subaru kept eating potato wedges, and RUPA drank draft beer one after another.

Some things had become so serious that they had no way to escape, and they even had to take time out of their practice to discuss them properly. However, when faced with this topic, everyone was silent as if their mouths were gagged. They had clearly agreed to have a good chat, but no one intended to take the initiative to speak.

Finally, Rencai was irritated by the strange silence and someone's behavior of eating alone and could no longer bear it. She gently slapped the table, breaking the silent atmosphere in the box.

"I think I really have to go and see her."

There is no doubt that she was talking about Saotome Aoi who frequently appeared in everyone's dreams. The original victims were only their original Shinkawasaki trio, but now even RUPA and Xiaozhi could not escape the clutches of the other party.

Although Aoi didn't do anything unpleasant, she even took the initiative to lead the band to perform on the streets, wrote new songs for the band, and persuaded Momoka to join a professional band in advance...but that's exactly where the problem lies.

A person who does not belong here has become more and more important in everyone's mind, providing help and spiritual comfort to everyone, but this person is not here.

It's like secretly invading their lives, but not taking any responsibility for it. It's also like telling them indirectly: It would be better with Saotome Aoi around.

Renai doesn't hate Aoi. It can even be said that she is somewhat dependent on Aoi in her dream. That's why she feels a little unwilling.

"Why? Just because of this song?"

Taoxiang folded her arms and fixed her eyes on the two notebooks on the table.

After Xiaozhi wrote down the complete music score, Nina also copied down the lyrics of the song. Now, what is placed in front of everyone is the song written by Saotome Aoi alone.

In other words, it was the music that Aoi in the dream wanted Momoka to like, a song that Nina could resonate with.

This shows that everything is not just a dream. After all, they have brought things that only appear in dreams into reality.

“…Isn’t this song enough?”

Renai frowned slightly, her expression agitated. "Everyone has memories of their dreams. I don't think Aoi doesn't have any. I want to talk to her."

"What are we talking about? About whether she's a succubus, whether she has a tattoo on her belly, or why she's here to eat everyone's dreams?"

Momoka turned her head slightly and glanced at Nina calmly. Her tone was so calm that it was in stark contrast to Nina's current state. "Don't think about it. Dreams are just dreams. No matter how many times it appears, she is a member of another band. This will not change."

"What about this song? Can Miss Momoka say that this song is meaningless?"

Rencai's azure eyes stared straight at Momoka, with a flickering light like a flame in them.

She didn't know if Aoi had achieved her goal of 'making Momoka like this song', but there was no doubt that this black sheep had conquered Nina.

The lyrics and arrangement, gloomy to the point of being pessimistic, seem to depict with pencil a cold, dark world composed entirely of black, white, and gray. In that world, only the red of the signal light at the tram station is clearly discernible. Elsewhere, the school classrooms, the texture of the uniforms, and even the expressions on people's faces are all in black and white.

It is hard to imagine that this song was written by a young lady from a happy and harmonious family. When Renai heard the recorded version of this song for the first time, she even imagined scenes in her mind, imagining people wearing lamb masks surrounding her and throwing countless negative words at her.

She is the black sheep in the lyrics, the one who is not understood by anyone and is forced to admit that "it's all my fault" even though she has done nothing wrong.

However, although the lyrics are full of pessimistic expressions, the emotions are not hidden in the heart. Instead, all the thoughts in the heart are sung out boldly, as if using music and singing to rebel.

This is a song that Aoi wrote after hearing about her past. It is a song that speaks up for her and fights on her behalf, so it is by no means meaningless.

She wanted to sing it, to play it.

"Since you acknowledge this dream and this song, then you should know who the owner of this song is, right?"

Momoka sighed, her tone softening a bit, "This is a song written by Saotome Aoi. We are not qualified to sing it directly."

"It's a song she wrote for us."

Rencai reminded unconvincedly.

"It was written to us in a dream."

Momoka corrected.

"Isn't it written for us? If we don't use it, will this song just circulate in dreams and eventually be forgotten?"

Nina said anxiously, "This song... shouldn't be like this. This song should be sung and sung to more people! Just like 'Hollow Box'!"

"How do you know she won't use the song herself?"

Momoka said calmly, "We know that Saotome Aoi doesn't just exist in dreams because we've known her in reality, but she may not know us. What if she thinks we're just people in her dreams? Have you ever thought about this?"

"Then go meet her and talk to her properly!"

"I remember I already said... I'm a member of a band that has already ended. Any songs I write will definitely be used by my own band first, even in my dreams."

"This song is written for us, for me, and for Miss Taoxiang. I don't believe you can't feel it!"

"Ugh……"

"Why aren't you talking? In my opinion, we should bring Aoi here even if it means having to drag her here, and then let her listen to us sing this song. This way, all the problems will be solved!"

"You're being willful again..."

Seeing the two of them arguing with each other, the others couldn't help but sigh, as if they were already used to it. They could only wait for them to finish arguing before speaking.

Everyone wants to unite and become a professional band, but this kind of thing happened at this critical juncture. It is normal to have disagreements. Although Taoxiang is a very cohesive and reliable leader, she often appears conservative and restrained because she is too mature.

Renai is passionate and has a strong fighting spirit. Because of this, many of her decisions are reckless and she is as reckless as a runaway locomotive. Although she is courageous, she often lacks consideration.

So whenever this happens, someone's role in the band becomes quite important.

"It's not bad to get to know each other first, right? Xiao Kui isn't a bad person. Even if we don't talk about the band, it's good to start as friends."

Subaru sighed, looking at the two people arguing fiercely, and spread his hands helplessly, "Momoka is bringing your attitude towards your former band into this, right? There's no conflict between us, you know?"

"Forget it... whatever you want, I'm not going anyway."

Momoka was silent for a moment, then glanced at the determined Nina again. She finally relented and said to her calmly, "Just don't affect your future training. Also, don't confront anyone with this song."

"Of course I know! Miss Taoxiang still acts like I'm here to cause trouble..."

Renai grumbled unconvincedly.

133

Chapter 133 No longer weak.

It was almost evening. After finishing a day's part-time job, Shoko Toyokawa walked out of the door of her workplace. When she looked up, she found a thin layer of dark clouds in the sky.

The Golden Week is almost over, the cherry blossoms have already withered, and the trees on the roadside are vying to grow new green buds, as if announcing that only the end of the new spring is still lingering.

The whole world was gray, but not bleak. It was surrounded by dark clouds, but there was no sign of rain.

It was probably like her reality, always covered by dark clouds, but her tears had long since dried up.

Xiangzi shook her head slightly as if in self-mockery, picked up her bag and quickly left this workplace that made her feel disgusted. She walked through the bustling crowd to the station and prepared to take the tram.

In her eyes, the world has become very different from before.

The whole world is like a giant machine, or a factory assembly line and luggage on a conveyor belt. People are slowly transported along different predetermined routes. Although they have different appearances and facial features, at first glance they seem to share the same parts, and those differences between them become different models of products.

Everyone was transported to their destination by an invisible machine and swallowed up one by one by the security checkpoint at the station, just like goods waiting to be packaged and inspected.

And she was the same, she was just an abandoned doll in the center of this mechanical ocean.

But is that really the case? Or is it only true for people like her who are at a low point, entangled in all kinds of heavy trivial matters all day long? At this moment, what are those children doing?

I guess they don't need to work so hard on this relaxing day off, don't need to shoulder the burden of life at the age of fifteen, and don't need to look at the world with such a gloomy perspective like her.

When Xiangzi thought of this, she couldn't help but think of the day at the music festival, when she saw those two songs blooming on a stage that didn't belong to her.

The day her last bit of weakness was completely shattered.

Afterwards, Xiao Mu actually asked her if she was angry. How could that be possible? Of course she was happy, happy for them, and even more happy for herself. It seemed that no one was trapped in the past like she was, still brooding over the past.

In this way, she finally escaped from her weak past and could face her future. Perhaps sensing her change in mentality, the dream did not continue after the last attempt to pull her back to the band.

According to the ending of the dream, the children eventually parted ways and did not reach the end, just like Crychic.

But it didn't matter, she didn't care. She had nothing to do with those children anymore. When the two songs she wrote were easily played, it showed that everything she was entangled with and valued was just a joke.

Is this their revenge on Toyokawa Shoko, or do they simply not care? Shoko no longer wants to pursue all this, and now she has only one attitude towards those children.

I just wish them happiness.

The memories of Crychic have completely collapsed and broken, and the beautiful memories of those dreams are like bubbles. It's time to wake up from the nightmare.

It's time to forget that person.

As the announcement of arrival at the destination sounded, Xiangzi took a deep breath and tried to shake off the memories that were still lingering in her mind. She shook out someone's emerald green eyes and smiling face under the sunset, and her pace could not help but quicken as she fled from the station.

The evening gradually deepened in the sky, the dark clouds still did not disperse, and only a dimly visible gray sky was covered with a gray-yellow halo like dusk. The whole world was gray as if someone was attending a funeral.

In such a disgusting atmosphere, she finally arrived at her destination and found a familiar figure waiting there early.

Xiangzi sighed slightly, and after simply tidying up her hair, she subconsciously returned to her usual elegant young lady appearance. She pushed open the door of the shop with dignity and composure, walked in, and sat in front of the other person.

"Gui'an, have you been waiting for a long time?"

The girl in front of him had golden shoulder-length hair, a pair of beautiful purple eyes, and a gentle smile that was as hazy and bright as the sunset, and so gorgeous that she looked like the stars in the sky.

The setting sun was covered by dark clouds, and only a faint dim light could be seen through the window. As Xiangzi looked, the girl's back overlapped with the setting sun in the window. The golden light briefly illuminated her sight, as dazzling as the clear and gentle smile on her delicate face.

In a trance, Xiangzi fell into a strange illusion for a moment, so that the smile on her face froze briefly and turned into astonishment.

Unconsciously, the girl's golden hair turned into beige slightly curly hair, which fell softly at her waist. Her delicate and beautiful cheeks became softer, and her eyes were crystal clear, bright and translucent, just like the lake covered with green tree shadows, verdant and charming.

She even mistakenly thought she was sitting in the height of spring, the dark clouds in the background dissipated, the setting sun suddenly bloomed, and the girl in front of her gently opened her red lips and said to her: "We will be together forever."

"Xiangzi? Are you okay?"

It wasn't until the girl in front of him actually parted her lips and spoke that the illusion that didn't exist in reality finally shattered like a mirror, and she transformed back into the blonde girl. Her gentle smile turned into a worried gaze. "You haven't spoken since a while ago... Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, it's okay."

Xiangzi quickly shifted his gaze, pretending to be calm as he picked up the cup of black tea in front of him. He stared at his weak expression reflected in the tea and suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Forget her...

Forget her, Shoko Toyokawa.

She was no longer in the same world as himself; it would be better to say that she had never truly entered Xiangzi's world.

It’s just a dream, how can it affect reality?

It's not like she will disappear if she loses that guy. There has never been any trace of that person in her reality, right?

Moreover, the person in front of you is your friend Sanjiao Chuhua, your childhood playmate, not that person. It is the most rude behavior to treat others as a substitute.

"Thank you for coming today, Chuhua."

Xiangzi subconsciously clenched the handle of the cup, trying hard to maintain the calm and elegant smile on her face. "It's been a long time since we last met, hasn't it?"

"Hmm... I was a little worried when I saw your message Xiangzi before. Is everything okay?"

Chuhua asked with a smile.

"Of course, I'm fine."

Xiangzi gently put down the teacup in his hand. His movement was a little heavy, but his smile was very relaxed.

Everything is okay, because Chuhua will help her forget everything.

She will abandon her weak past and be reborn in the most gorgeous, elegant and dramatic way. Perhaps this is the experience and script given to her by fate itself, and the process of her regaining life as a doll.

By the time she realized her idea as quickly as possible, those children...

Especially Saotome Aoi.

Will she, or they, regret it?

134

Chapter 134 Little Pochikawen.

It was probably one evening during the training camp.

The sky in Shizuoka Prefecture was clear and cloudless, and the celestial globe was a deep and vivid azure blue, a clear and transparent blue. There was only the sun, which was a bright orange like an orange, and a wisp of contrails that pierced the celestial globe like the mark of a white paintbrush.