At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

Su Che said with a headache, "It's nothing..."

"Is it something to do with the band?"

"almost."

"What about the new song?"

"That's it."

"What about the lyrics?"

"..."

The kitten was very good at guessing, which made Su Che glance at her.

The guilty conscience on his face was quickly revealed, indicating a major problem in his interpersonal relationships.

"I understand. I completely understand."

Miya laid her left palm flat, palm facing up, and made a small fist with her right hand, then clenched it vertically downwards and tapped it against her palm, making an "Oh, I see" gesture with a surprised expression.

"I knew it! You kept smelling like other cats. Turns out you've been bothered by another bad cat!"

She sighed, "You cat owner, look at yourself. You only taught one class and you've already captivated the female students. If you become a popular guitarist in a hit band in the future, what will become of you in Tianhai?"

"..."

"I need to think of something. Tomorrow I'll go to the studio and ask the teacher what the best solution would be for your situation..."

"Don't ask."

Mentioning that person, Su Che's face turned cold, and he even became fierce like a kitten: "Don't mention anything about me in front of him, otherwise, I will take it as you not being on my side, and I will teach you a lesson."

Miya: "!"

Seeing that he was furious, the child was a little scared. He pursed his lips and muttered softly, "I know I was wrong. Cat owners shouldn't dislike me."

After saying that, she reached out her little hand and pinched the hem of his clothes.

Su Che frowned, and stopped halfway through his outburst.

He quickly relaxed, realizing that he might have been overly sensitive.

The kitten did nothing wrong, and it fell over with just a push, so how could it have any bad intentions?

The way she just said it clearly shows that she feels she hasn't been showing enough care for her lately. She can only spend Mondays with her, and even then, An Qing has to eat her alone in the evening. In her eyes, this might be a bit unfair.

Since taking the physiology class, the kitten has fully understood the entire process of how to have kittens with humans, and has even tried a few times, getting a little carried away.

However, considering that giving birth to kittens prematurely would disrupt Su Che's plans in human society, Miya refrained from pursuing that goal like the others.

On the contrary, for her, learning the process is enough. She can wait until she wants to give birth and then do it, respecting his wishes is the best approach, unlike some other cats who just sit on him regardless of his willingness.

Miya felt that she was a high-quality cat and shouldn't be too selfish.

This resulted in her, like Yuan Xiao, having opportunities in her emotional life but failing to seize them, a situation commonly referred to as "losing everything".

Su Che sighed, took a deep breath, and said, "Come with me this afternoon, I'll take you somewhere."

His usual tactic is to punch someone and then give them a piece of candy.

He felt guilty for bullying the kitten and wanted to make amends.

Hearing this, the kitten asked curiously, "Where are we going? How long will we be gone? Is there anything I need to prepare?"

"No need, just come with me when the time comes."

Su Che didn't say much, but silently gave the kitten a promise.

The two arrived at the school quickly and, before the class bell rang, reached Master Ma's studio carrying their equipment.

"Oh, Su Xiao, Miya, you've come at just the right time."

Master Ma was sitting in front of the recording console, swivel his executive chair, turned around to look at the two of them, and said with a smile, "Have you finished the homework I assigned you last week?"

Miya: "It's done."

Su Che: "!? There's homework too?"

Seeing his shocked expression, Master Ma was also taken aback: "Didn't you say before you left that you had to complete the performance of the standard piece, and use it to prepare a motif to see if you could write a new melody? There will be homework every class, Xiao Su, didn't you do it?"

"........."

Su Che was embarrassed.

He was certain that he had no recollection of it.

It's not that the master didn't say it, but rather that one's own attention, including the auditory system, simply didn't register this information into the brain.

I was probably too tired, which caused me to miss a lot of crucial information. This won't do; next time I need to have Miya remind me of things more often, otherwise the benefits of attending class will be greatly reduced.

Su Che knew that the value of a master class lay in "practice." A class might take half a day at most, but the homework would cover six days' worth of material. If you absorbed the knowledge, you would have gained something; if you didn't, it would be a waste of time.

He quickly admitted his mistake and said he would definitely make up for the missing information next time.

Master Ma wasn't angry, because he wasn't the kind of teacher who would be very strict with his students. So he gave Su Che a way out: "Oh, it's okay. Your level is already good enough. You can move on to the next assignment without any problem."

The old man was kind and approachable. After speaking, his gaze suddenly turned to Mikami Fubuki on the side.

"I heard you guys are going to compose music together. If you're recording live guitar, you can come over here and borrow my equipment."

The master was incredibly generous, and it was clear that he had heard about the cooperation when he was reporting the situation to the third emperor.

Su Che was grateful and nodded repeatedly.

He knew that Master Ma's studio wasn't always open, and the equipment there was almost perfectly suited to the needs of "guitar recording".

For guitar recording, the most complicated part is not internal recording, but external recording.

Internal recording refers to the piano being connected to the sound card, using recording software, and adjusting with software effects to directly record the performance into the computer. The result is clean after post-production, but it lacks realism.

External recording involves connecting the piano to an amplifier and deploying microphones at multiple points. The sound of the amplifier speakers, the sound holes on the piano body, the friction of fingers touching the strings, ambient sounds, every detail of the string vibrations during performance, and the friction of the strings against the wood when shifting positions are all recorded by the microphones in a true and authentic way.

This recording method requires a high degree of sound insulation and equipment sensitivity. Master Ma is a professional in this field, so his studio is naturally designed with those needs in mind, making it even better than ordinary recording studios.

"Thank you, teacher. I will contact you in advance."

When it comes to serious matters, Su Che will not refuse.

If you have good equipment, you might as well use it. Since the master has spoken, then we should do it the way it should be.

Master Ma nodded with satisfaction and gestured for the two to sit down.

"In the future, you will all have your own original works. Since you all come from the same school, remember to help and support each other."

He gave Miya and Su Che a meaningful look, then glanced at Mikami Fubuki.

The implication is clear—

Don't always stick close to the kitten. Even if you're good friends, you should consider the other classmates. Be fair and impartial.

Su Che never imagined that learning the zither would mean taking on the responsibilities of a senior brother.

Originally, he planned to use Mikami for a while and then dump him, which is the standard thinking of a landmine guy. But now, with the master speaking up, all his little plans have completely collapsed.

【broken.】

[I've been burdened with the responsibility of "supporting" them...]

What should I do?

Su Che had a headache.

But there's nothing that can be done now.

During class, he keenly noticed that Mikami Fubuki, who was sitting to his left, kept glancing at him and seemed about to say something but then stopped herself.

She seemed to have something she wanted to say to herself, but Miya was there, preventing her from speaking directly.

After thinking it over, Su Che decided to take Mikami Fubuki to the restroom to talk during the break between classes.

This idea is quite dangerous, but fortunately, Mikami is the kind of harmless little girl who isn't a high-risk type like a head maid or fiancée.

So the two went to a quiet place.

"Senior brother...you didn't reply to me at all yesterday..."

"..."

So that's what happened.

Su Che recalled that his phone had been taken away by the head maid last night, so he couldn't reply to the girl's long message in time.

Because his body was trapped and unable to move.

When I woke up in the morning, it was already bright outside, and I was about to be late, so I didn't think about it for a moment.

I couldn't help but apologize, "Ah, I think I might have fallen asleep. I'm so sorry. I've read your suggestion, but I still feel that renting a place specifically for that purpose is a bit..."

"Is it not okay? Senior, actually I've wanted to experience a campus romance for a long time... After all, I've been practicing the piano since I was little... It's rare for someone to make my heart flutter like this..."

Mikami Fubuki lowered her head slightly, her fingers intertwined, her face flushed.

Su Che initially thought she was just a teenage girl with unrealistic romantic desires, but what she said next was quite surprising:

"I want to experience what it's like to do *that* on campus... and then, secretly live with my boyfriend even though my family objects... hehe... and if I get pregnant, I'll go to the hospital for an abortion... without telling my family... ugh... just thinking about it is so exciting...!"

Su Che: "?"

What on earth is this guy saying?

He took another look at the seemingly quiet girl and suddenly had a guess—

Is she perhaps obsessed with practicing the piano?

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. A childhood of rigorous training, a completely empty romantic life, and an average appearance must have caused him considerable inner repression. Years of accumulated repression have led to his current state, so it's not entirely unreasonable.

Su Che took a deep breath and felt that Mikami was probably the epitome of repression, as thirsty as Nana.

"Calm down first. Listen to me."

Su Che tried to use a delaying strategy: "I understand that you urgently need a boyfriend, but I have to make it clear to you, Mikami-kun, we can cooperate, and it's not impossible for me to come to your house to work on a new song, but as for living together... I currently have more than a dozen people who have similar ideas to you... and they have already fulfilled their wishes."

"W-what!?"

Upon hearing this, Mikami Fubuki was completely stunned.

His expression was bewildered, as if his CPU had burned out; he seemed somewhat...incomprehensible.