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After five songs, Yui Hirasawa stood at the edge of the stage.

Sweat beaded on her forehead, wetting her bangs into clumps that stuck to her forehead.

She gripped the microphone stand, her chest heaving as she took a few breaths, then grinned at the 80,000 people.

It was that same silly smile, a little embarrassed, a little smug.

She looks just like that girl in the animation who never grows up.

Thank you everyone for coming to our concert.

Her voice trembled slightly as she gasped for breath.

The stage lights shone on her, making her look like she was glowing.

"This is the first time the five of us have stood on such a big stage."

She paused, looked down at the guitar in her hands, then looked up again, her gaze sweeping across the entire audience.

"A year ago, we were just ordinary high school students."

"Every day, I go to school, come home, eat snacks and drink tea in the club activity room, just like in the anime."

A burst of laughter erupted from the audience.

"Then someone approached us and said they wanted us to do voice acting for an animated film. We thought it was just voice acting."

"Then that person said, 'You guys play and sing your own songs.'"

The whole place fell silent.

He said, "You guys are K-On!"

Screams and cheers.

"At that time, we didn't quite understand what it meant."

Hirasawa Yui's voice lowered, as if she were recalling a precious memory.

"We practiced the song, recorded the audio, added animation, and then the animation aired. We received a lot of letters from people."

"Someone told us that they started learning guitar because they watched K-On!"

Some people say that their high school life became more interesting because of this animation;

Some people say that when they're feeling down, they watch an episode of K-On!, and it makes them feel better.

Her voice choked.

"It was only then that we slowly realized that what we were doing was more than just voice acting."

She took a deep breath, suppressing the tremor in her voice.

"Today we stand here, seeing so many people gathered together because of us, laughing, crying, and waving glow sticks because of us."

"We finally understand."

She turned around and bowed deeply towards the band.

"Thank you, Mio, Ritsu, Tsumugi, Azusa! Thank you, Light Music Club!"

She straightened up, turned to the audience, and bowed deeply to the 80,000 people.

"Thank you, Teacher A-Guang! Thank you everyone!"

"Thank you for making us K-On! girls forever!"

All the glow sticks were raised at the same instant.

Cheers surged toward the stage from all directions, wave after wave, without ceasing.

Yang Qian sat in the first row and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he raised his hand and quickly wiped the corner of his eye with his thumb and forefinger.

They moved so quickly that almost no one noticed them in the darkness.

But Su Xiaoran, who was standing next to him, noticed.

She didn't say anything, but pretended not to see it, turned her gaze back to the stage, and then waved her light stick even more vigorously.

In the second half of the concert, one classic song after another was performed.

When "Don't say 'lazy'" plays.

The entire audience of 80,000 people joined Akiyama Mio in chanting the phrase, "If a person does not love himself, how can he love others?"

During the time of "Utauyo! ! MIRACLE".

The girls on stage moved around and changed positions.

Ritsu Tainaka's drumbeats seem to be pounding on everyone's heart.

The drumsticks seemed to come alive in her hands, flying up and down.

Azusa Nakano's solo section.

She stood at the edge of the stage, her left hand sliding rapidly across the guitar fretboard, while her right hand flicked the pick.

She played the entire solo with her eyes closed.

When "U&I" started playing, Yang Qian stood up.

When Yui Hirasawa sang the line, "Has this feeling been conveyed to your heart?", her voice suddenly choked up.

Tears fell without warning, sliding down my cheeks and dripping onto the guitar's soundboard.

She continued playing while crying, but her fingers didn't miss a single note on the strings, and the rhythm remained perfect.

Tears fell onto the guitar, and she didn't even wipe them away, just crying as she finished the song.

Akiyama Mio saw it, and her eyes reddened as well, but she held back her tears and her voice became even more steady.

Ritsu Tainaka's drumbeats were even more forceful than before, as if he wanted to use the rhythm to sustain everyone's emotions.

The sound of the kotobuki tsumugi keyboard rises during the interlude.

A gentle melody, like an embrace, softly wraps around the softest part of everyone's heart.

Nakano Azusa closed her eyes, tears clinging to her eyelashes.

But her guitar is still online.

There were 80,000 people in the audience, and no one laughed at anyone else.

Because the people in the audience were crying even harder than those on stage.

Su Xiaoran's tears had already streamed down her face without her even realizing it.

The last song.

"Meeting the Angel".

This song is the graduation song for K-On!

In the anime, it's a song that Hirasawa Yui and the others gave to Nakano Azusa when they graduated.

It's written in the lyrics.

"The miracle of meeting you is the most precious treasure in my life."

Five girls stood at the very front of the stage, and behind them, a large screen began playing clips from the animation.

School festivals, training camps, school trips, New Year's shrine visits...

The final scene is the light music club's activity room.

The visuals and stage are synchronized, and reality and animation overlap.

I can't tell which side is the performance and which side is the memory.

"Will we ever meet again in the future?"

Yui Hirasawa's voice came through the stage speakers.

Eighty thousand people simultaneously shouted the next line: "We will definitely meet! Because we are—"

"Light-sounding girl!"

Sounds surged toward the stage from all directions.

Then everyone cried.

Including the five girls on stage.

No one was able to sing the last chorus completely.

Yui Hirasawa tried three times, and each time she cried and couldn't continue singing halfway through.

On the third attempt, she gave up, took the microphone off the stand, and handed it to the audience.

Eighty thousand people sang the last verse for her.

There was no accompaniment, no effects, only the melody sung by 80,000 people.

The last image displayed on the large screen was the blackboard in the light music club's activity room.

Five people's portraits were drawn on the blackboard in chalk, and below them was written the words: "Thank you."

The final fireworks display erupted outside the dome.

Golden rain poured down from the night sky, reflecting on everyone's face.

It was almost 10 p.m. when the show ended.

The lights at the Lotus Sports Center were not completely turned off.

Several rows of dim yellow lights were still lit on the light racks above the stands, and staff members were cleaning up the support trash with brooms and garbage bags.

Glow sticks, signs, scattered ribbons, and crushed beverage bottles.

Volunteers squatted down and carefully picked up the support bracelets that had been left on the ground and put them into the recycling bin.

Five girls were sitting in the backstage dressing room.

My makeup was all ruined from crying.

Hirasawa Yui was still holding her guitar, sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Mio was the one who recovered the fastest.

After removing her makeup and changing into clean clothes, she was preparing to pack her things.

Then her phone lit up.

It was a message from a staff member.

After she finished reading it, the expression on her face froze for a few seconds.

Then she looked up and turned to Hirasawa Yui: "Yui, your thank-you speech—"

Hirasawa Yui was holding a makeup remover pad to her cheek when she heard this, she turned around and blinked.

"What's wrong? Did I talk too much?"

"Not too many problems."

Mio walked over, turned her phone screen around, and placed it in front of her.

"Do you know that the teacher you're grateful to, Mr. Guang, is in the audience today?"

The air in the lounge froze for a full three seconds.

Hirasawa Yui's makeup remover pad fell to the ground with a thud.

"……where?"

"SVIP section, first row, right in the center."

Mio looked at her expression, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"He was wearing a mask and a baseball cap, so no one recognized him, but he was sitting next to Sister Xiao Ran, so you know what that means."

Hirasawa Yui was completely stunned.

Her brain seemed to freeze; she stood there for several seconds before regaining her ability to speak.

"...He saw me cry? He saw me sing the lyrics wrong twice? He saw me break down in tears during the last chorus?"

Ritsu was already doubled over laughing beside him, and only managed to stop after Kotobuki Tsumugi smacked him on the back of the head.

Nakano Azusa sat in the corner, looking down and pretending to look at her phone, but her slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her.

Hirasawa sat down on the sofa and covered his face with his hands.

"Oh no, I thought Mr. Guang would be watching backstage, but he's sitting in the front row?"

"He was sitting right across from me? And I was crying right across from him?"

She peeked out with one eye through her fingers, her voice weak, as if she were still making a final struggle.

"Can I start another game?"

Mio sat down next to her, remained silent for a while, and then spoke in a low voice.

"You know what? The moment you cried, I glanced down at the audience and saw Teacher A-Guang wiping his eyes too."

Hirasawa Yui was stunned.

"...He cried too?"

Zi asked in a low voice, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Mio thought for a moment and then shook her head.

"I'm not sure, it's too far away to see clearly."

Hirasawa Yui suddenly buried her face in the sofa cushions, her shoulders trembling slightly, and let out a muffled wail.

"I'm doomed, I'm doomed, I'll never be able to hold my head up in front of Mr. Hikaru again..."

The crowds leaving the sports center gradually dispersed from the plaza surrounding it.

The temporary stalls in the square are gradually packing up.

The volunteers are sorting out the remaining supplies.

Yang Qian is still standing in front of the autograph wall.

The ink on the densely packed messages on the wall had faded slightly after a whole day of sunshine.

However, the content of each line of text is still recognizable.

He read down line by line—

"Thank you K-On! for being with me through my senior year of high school."

"I hope to see your concert again in ten years."

"The source of inspiration for working people every day after get off work is watching an episode of K-On!"

"I originally wanted to come with my girlfriend, but we broke up. So I came alone anyway. Thank you K-On! for being there for me during the toughest time."

"Mio, I love you!!!"

(Someone nearby replies in red pen: "Wake up, Mio is mine.")

At the very bottom, there was a crooked handwriting that read:

"I want to form a band too, I want to become a guitar hero."

Yang Qian stood in front of that line of text for a while.

Then he took a marker out of his pocket.

In that still empty corner, I bent down and wrote a few words.

Su Xiaoran leaned closer to look, but he stepped aside to block her view.

"Director Yang, what did you write?"

She curiously peered over.

"It's nothing, let's go, we have to go to work tomorrow."

He put the marker back in his pocket, pulled up his mask, and turned to walk into the dispersing crowd.

Su Xiaoran quickly followed.

At the bottom right corner of the signature wall, there is a line of extremely small writing.

"Wait for you."

......

"Waaaaah, both generations of the GUTS team appearing at the same time! I knew this episode would happen! It brings back so many memories!"