In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

High female strength, √.

"..."

The more Akiyama Mio thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, and she couldn't help but start to doubt herself, "No way?"

Although everything fits together, something just doesn't feel right!

No, you can't think like that!

Yukinoshita is in Class A, and Kira is in Class C.

They probably don't even know each other.

So how could it possibly have been written for Yukinoshita?

So it must be a coincidence!

Yes, that's right, it's a coincidence!

Kotobuki Tsumugi asked gently:

"Kira-kun, would you like another drink?"

"Sorry, could I have another one?"

Yoshikage Kira handed over the cup.

"It's okay~"

Kotobuki Tsumugi gently poured him a cup of tea.

Akiyama Mio took a deep breath, clearing her mind of the jumbled thoughts, and analyzed the situation logically:

"Kira-kun's lyrics are excellent; all that's left is to compose the music. Since Kira-kun has already provided the sheet music, composing the music is quite simple. I'll leave that to Tsumugi and me..."

Ritsu Tainaka called out to her:

"mio".

Akiyama Mio was slightly taken aback when she saw Tainaka Ritsu proudly waving his sheet music at her.

"Kira-kun has already finished composing the music."

"what?"

Akiyama Mio looked a little confused. Are you sure you mean musical notation?

"This isn't right..."

Akiyama Mio snatched the sheet music from her friend's hand; on the clean title page was written Goto Doku's name.

Open the cover, and the first page is a hand-drawn musical score with the song title written on it.

"what?"

Akiyama Mio's expression grew increasingly bewildered, if even the composition was already finished.

What's the point of having her then?

"No, that can't be right!"

Mio Akiyama couldn't help but ask, "Wasn't it agreed that we only needed to write lyrics?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that her words were ambiguous and quickly waved her hand to explain:

"I'm sorry, Kira-kun, I didn't mean you did anything wrong, I just..."

She paused, seemingly unable to find the right words to describe it.

Yui Hirasawa blinked:

"That's shocking!"

"Ah."

Akiyama Mio nodded subconsciously.

He wrote lyrics and composed music.

And this happened in such a short time, and the person in question was an amateur.

How did you do that?

Are you really a genius?

Ritsu Tainaka complains again:

"You can even draw sheet music, and you still say you've never attended tutoring classes!"

Yoshikage Kira shook his head:

"I never attended any tutoring classes, but I worked part-time at a music store during junior high school, so I know a little about it."

"You call this a little knowledge?"

Akiyama Mio was about to speak but stopped.

Yoshikage Kira immediately changed the subject:

"That's not the point, you don't need to worry about it. Anyway, now that you have the lyrics and the melody, all you need to do is practice hard so you can play it together, isn't that a good thing?"

It doesn't matter whether he knows a little or not; he never intended to make a living from this anyway.

"That's how it is in theory."

Akiyama Mio hesitated for a moment, because when it came to practice… she subconsciously looked at Hirasawa Yui and asked:

"Wei, how well do you remember your chords?"

"Completely adorable with big breasts!"

Hirasawa Yui swallowed the cake in her mouth and proudly patted her chest, "I've memorized it all!"

Akiyama Mio breathed a sigh of relief:

"Oh, that's fine then. We can start practicing today."

Ritsu Tianjing complained softly:

"But the school festival is in December, right? There are still six whole months to go!"

Akiyama Mio asked back:

"Isn't this better? We can have plenty of time to prepare."

"And also."

Akiyama Mio sighed, "Who was it that said they wanted to hold a concert at the Budokan before graduation?"

"Ah ha ha……"

Ritsu Tainaka looked away and whistled at the birds flying by outside the window.

Hirasawa Yui whispered:

"But it would be a shame to practice all the time but not be able to perform, right?"

Kotobuki Tsumugi smiled and said:

"If it's for a showcase, you can go to Shimokitazawa~"

Yui Hirasawa tilted her head:

"Shimokitazawa?"

Kotobuki Tsumugi (softly explained):

"Yes, there are many livehouses there that can provide performance opportunities for some lesser-known bands."

"Livehouse, huh?"

Ritsu Tainaka immediately became interested and enthusiastically waved his fist, "Then let's go to Shimokitazawa this afternoon to find a livehouse!"

Akiyama Mio forcefully pressed Tainaka Ritsu into a chair, and said irritably:

"We haven't even started practicing yet! There's absolutely no need to find a livehouse, okay? You just want to go to Shimokitazawa to hang out, right?"

"Hehe~"

Ritsu Tainaka pressed her fist against her head, stuck out her tongue, and tried to act cute to get away with it.

Swish!

While they were chatting, Yoshikage Kira pushed back his chair and stood up.

Akiyama Mio asked somewhat nervously:

"Hey, Kira-kun, did I say something wrong?"

"Do not."

Yoshikage Kira shook his head, his expression serious. "It's 4:20 PM now, I have to go."

He downed the cup of black tea in one gulp, then got up and left.

"..."

Ritsu Tainaka hesitated, as if to say something but then stopped. It was a club activity, shouldn't it be something to enjoy to the fullest?

Why does Kira-kun make it seem like it's time to leave work?

Kotobuki Tsumugi watched Kira Yoshikage leave and whispered:

"Kira-kun does have to work, after all."

Yui Hirasawa took a bite of the cake, her expression very serious:

"Working is very hard!"

Akiyama Mio remained silent for a long time before asking softly:

"Is there anything we can do to help Kira-kun?"

Despite being a member of the same club, she always felt that they were very distant from Kira-kun.

Despite their various attempts to integrate Kira into the Light Music Club, such as providing him with lunch, weekly club activities, and the task of writing lyrics, they were still unable to become a cohesive unit.

Despite their active participation in club activities, there always seemed to be a sad, thick barrier separating them.