Joker's Band Game Story

"So why did you refuse back then?"

As Hachiman Kairin leaned against the bathtub, her gaze fixed on the ceiling, she couldn't help but recall the matter she had once proposed to Amamiya, which Amamiya had calmly refused at the time.

Why... should I refuse?

Hai Ling's eyes glazed over, lost in thought. Her mind gradually calmed, but she completely failed to notice one thing—

My mind is filled with images of lotuses.

"Yawn~"

Ren Amamiya couldn't help but yawn as he walked home alone, carrying his musical instrument on his back.

Carrying two musical instruments on his back would have seemed strange to many in his past life. But in this world, most people see him with admiration.

After all, someone who can master two musical instruments is definitely not simple.

When he got back to his front door, his gaze fell on the neighbor's apartment, where the lights were still on.

Looks like you haven't rested yet; you're probably playing games.

Ren Amamiya simply chuckled softly at his neighbor, took out his key, opened the door, and went inside.

"I am back."

He blurted out, without thinking, that he had this habit from his past life.

Whenever he said that, his father, who was cooking in the kitchen, would loudly reply with "Oh!" and his mother, who was lying in the room because of back pain, would get up from bed to come out and greet him.

Compared to my previous life, in this life my parents are younger and healthier, and they travel and work away from home all year round, leaving me alone at home.

The neighbor's child is just like him; are they each other's only support? Or perhaps... childhood sweethearts?

Ren Amamiya placed the musical instrument next to the sofa, leaned back on it, and let out a long sigh.

I really don't have any regrets about my past life. I was born late in life, so my parents passed away when I was still in my prime. In a way, I guess that's a kind of luck.

After all, when I'm in my fifties, my physical condition won't be as good as my father's when he's in his eighties. Who knows who will be taking care of whom then?

His career is pretty good too. He hasn't made a lot of big money, but he's not worried about food and drink. Being able to afford to play rock music means he's living a very good life.

If I had to say there was anything I regretted...

"I can't play rock music with them anymore."

Setting his glasses aside, Ren Amamiya involuntarily closed his eyes, recalling the blurred faces of those people.

Perhaps that's just how people are; their hearts can only hold one band at a time, and once you've formed a band, it's for life.

This is precisely why Amamiya has never joined any band; he can never let go of the band from his previous life.

Perhaps, this band has ruined their lives... Even though Fei Long is sick, even though Lao Liu is married, even though Da Pang's hands can no longer hold drumsticks, even though they no longer perform on stage together, when they really get together, they are still willing to pick up guitars and basses, use chopsticks to bang on bowls as drums, and sing and make a ruckus together.

I really miss the old days.

Ren Amamiya closed his eyes, savoring the brief moment.

"Ding~dong~"

The doorbell rang, and the sound gradually woke up Ren Amamiya.

He yawned groggily, feeling a soreness in his lower back.

He had unknowingly spent the whole night on the sofa, no wonder he felt unwell.

If the weather weren't nice now, he would have caught a cold here.

I glanced at the time while yawning; it was only a little past six in the morning.

Who is it, arriving here so early?

Ren Amamiya opened the door and saw a blue-haired girl with twin tails dressed as a deliveryman. As soon as she saw Ren Amamiya open the door, she bowed at a 90-degree angle and said, "Sumimasai!"

What's going on here now?

Ren Amamiya didn't quite understand why the other person apologized as soon as they met, but after glancing at the package next to the girl, he seemed to understand something.

After all, the contents of the package were already written on the box.

"I'm so sorry! I made a mistake while delivering the package, and it's late!"

As he spoke, the other person bowed to Ren Amamiya again to express his apology.

It was indeed her fault. She hadn't delivered either of the two packages. She had planned to deliver them last, so she put them on the delivery cart at the delivery point. While she was delivering packages, her colleague took the cart away to do something else, and she forgot about the packages when she got back. She only remembered that she hadn't delivered them when she saw them while sorting through the packages these past two days.

"Oh, it's alright, then bring it in first."

Ren Amamiya blinked, took a few steps back to make way for the other party to bring the goods into the house.

The two packages were of different sizes; the larger one was even taller than the young girl. It must have been quite an achievement for her to deliver them all by herself.

If it weren't for the cart carrying this large package, this young girl probably wouldn't have been able to deliver it.

"Do you need help?"

"It's okay, I can manage on my own."

The little girl skillfully pulled the cart into the house, but she didn't notice the door frame. When she pushed the cart into the house, the wheels bumped, and the small package placed on the large package shook twice.

The rear wheel also bumped into it, and the small package fell directly to the ground.

"what!"

Upon hearing the sound of the package falling to the ground, the young girl immediately panicked.

She quickly pushed the cart into the room, ran to the door to pick up the package that had fallen by the door, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The package clearly displayed the words: "Fragile, handle with care".

"I am so sorry!"

The young girl immediately presented the package with both hands and bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle once again.

Ren Amamiya reluctantly took the package, picked up a small knife from the side, quickly opened it, and took out the contents.

Sure enough, it was a gaming helmet given to him by his parents.

However, there is a very obvious crack on the screen in front of this helmet.

It's obviously broken.

"I'm so sorry! We will compensate you for your losses..."

The young girl almost wanted to kneel down and apologize. She recognized it immediately as a gaming helmet, the one worth 200,000 yuan.

As a result, it broke because of her negligence.

"Don't rush yet."

Ren Amamiya gestured for her not to rush, and instead put on the helmet himself to see if it still worked.

If it works, then so be it; it's just that it doesn't look very nice.

When it arrived, it was already fully charged by default, so Ren Amamiya picked up the instruction manual, glanced at it briefly, and understood. He then pressed the switch inside the helmet, and immediately felt a jolt in his body. After a slight sway in his consciousness, he realized that he seemed to have entered another world.

Oh, it's just a hologram. The clear crack allowed Amamiya to see the nervous little girl standing opposite him through the gap, pulling him out of the immersive environment.

Chapter Five: Arrogant and Proud?

"Um... excuse me, what product..."

The little girl asked anxiously about the situation, while Ren Amamiya stopped playing the game, turned it off, and took off his headgear.

"It works, but the cracks greatly affect the user experience. I think it can be sent back to the factory for repair, right?"

As Ren Amamiya spoke, he picked up the instruction manual to look for the repair phone number, but before he could find the repair phone number, he found a line of text in the manual that was specially highlighted in bold.

The helmet screen is a critical component of the helmet; please handle it with care. Repairs are not covered if damaged.

It really feels like a unfair contract, Ren Amamiya thought, feeling that his luck was really bad. This feeling was indeed terrible.

He searched again and finally found the repair number, then dialed it with his phone.

"150,000 yuan to repair the screen? That's so expensive!"

Ren Amamiya hadn't expected the screen to be so expensive; he thought it would only cost a few tens of thousands of yen.

When he uttered those numbers, the girl's face turned pale.

150,000... She doesn't have that much money...

"We are very sorry, customer, but the screen is the most important and core component of our gaming headset. Repairs to other parts can be made free of charge within seven days of receipt, but the screen is the only exception..."

The customer service representative seemed to be in a difficult position as well. After all, the core of this high-tech product is the screen, and if the screen breaks, who can withstand it?

This helmet is like a tablet phone supported by several phone stands. If your phone breaks, will the repair price be the same as if those stands broke?

Moreover, since the screen is obviously broken, the entire screen can only be replaced. So no matter what the problem is, unless it's a technical issue, there's no way to repair it for free.

"Oh, okay, I understand, thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Ren Amamiya couldn't help but sigh; this helmet was going to be a problem.

Should I spend another 150,000 to repair it? It's not impossible, but I'd have to earn more money then.

He looked up and found that the little girl in front of him had disappeared. He looked down slightly and found that she was kneeling on the ground and continuing to apologize.

"I'm very sorry, I will cover the repair costs for you, but I don't have that much money right now. Could you... could you give me some more time?"

The other party's pitiful appearance made Ren Amamiya realize that things might be a bit troublesome; he certainly didn't intend to ask the other party for compensation.

To put it bluntly, judging from the person's size and appearance, they don't look like a rich family's child at all. To take out 150,000 yuan to repair a helmet, their family must be struggling to come up with such a large sum of money.

"Never mind, I'll do it myself..."

"I will definitely compensate you, please don't file a complaint."

Should we file a complaint?

Ren Amamiya was taken aback. Could it be that this complaint was more valuable than 150,000 yen?

"I'm still an intern. If I get a bad review, not only will I have to pay compensation, but the job I finally got will be gone..."

According to regulations, if the damage to goods is caused by the negligence or improper conduct of the courier, the courier is required to bear internal responsibility, such as disciplinary action or financial compensation.