Comet Dragon, breaking into the gravity field

Fortunately, Ritsu Narose is strong enough to handle it, and will not become the unlucky guy who is repeatedly run over by trucks in some works.

After successively declining JC, JK, and JD who were too enthusiastic for him, Ritsu Narose hurriedly hid in his private room while enjoying the front desk clerk's look of enjoying the fun.

Although some people's motives seemed to be relatively innocent, the bestial gazes cast by some people were enough to make even the Sky Comet Dragon feel afraid.

He is not just any guy!

After picking up the menu and ordering a cup of oolong tea and a plate of fried food, Ritsu Narose began to search for Sumimi's singles.

What's that song called? Hello world?

Ah, that's totally wrong...

Returning to the main interface, the slightly slow-witted Naruse finally realized he could search from the artist column. Without having to type, he quickly spotted Sumimi on the recent trending charts.

I can only say that it’s a good thing that he had foresight, otherwise his plan to pretend to be a fan would have failed.

Press the play button and a round of powerful music suddenly sounds from next door.

Ritsu Naruse:?

Before he could say anything, the door opened by the waiter who came to deliver the food became the path for the two identical songs to intersect and merge, forming a forbidden duet.

After turning down the default volume, Ritsu Narose heard the popular TV show "Here, the world!" playing next door and silently turned down the volume.

Everything is in the unspoken words.

But the strange thing was that the version played by the other party seemed different from the one he played. It sounded the same as the original, but it seemed to be missing something.

She kept comparing the original song playing in her ears with the song she just heard, and after analyzing it for a long time, she still couldn't figure out what was going on. The only thing was that there were a few pieces of fried shrimp tempura missing from the table.

It was not until the end of the song that he remembered that he had forgotten the important matter.

He picked up the microphone and looked around. The claustrophobic room was enough for him to display his strength without worry. But when Naruse Ritsu turned his head to look at the door, he saw a person sneaking around in front of the door on the other side of the frosted glass.

Feeling suspicious, he used the floating sound of singing to cover his footsteps, rushed to the door in two steps and opened it.

"Mr. Fake Fan!"

"What do you mean by 'Mr. Fake Fan'..."

Without showing any guilt, Mingse Ritsu looked at the girl in the baseball cap in front of him, and was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered her identity.

"Ms. Sumita Mana?"

Hearing her real name exposed, Juntian Mana hurriedly looked around, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that there was no one around: "Don't call me by my name casually in public."

Although he looked fierce, his soft words were not convincing at all.

"What's that look in your eyes? Haven't you ever seen someone come to karaoke?"

Ah, she blew herself up.

"Well, actually, I came here alone too." Realizing that the first half of his sentence seemed to imply something, Naruse Ritsu immediately took the initiative and said, "Ms. Junda is standing over here, is..."

"..."

Finding her every move completely exposed, Juntian Mana's face froze at first, and then she stammered, "I'm just curious..."

Oh~ I understand~

It turns out that idols are secretly checking the value of their fans~

Seeing Naruse Ritsu's eyes gradually turn into an understanding one, the embarrassed Junda Mana simply threw in the towel and said, "So why don't you sing? I can give up my singing time and stand outside waiting for a long time!"

"Because I was eating snacks," Naruse Ritsu pushed open the door and made room for half of his body, pointing to the fried food on the table, "and then I forgot about it."

Hearing this, the young idol was horrified, "Are you saying that Chuhua-chan and I's song isn't as good as that plate of shrimp tempura!?"

"I didn't say that...but this tempura tastes pretty good."

"It's too much!"

Shrugging, Naruse Ritsu looked at the screen still playing in the room, then turned back to look at Junda Mana: "So, can I ask Miss Junda for a favor?"

With her eyes half closed, Junda Mana, who gradually saw through Naruse Ritsu's character, said slowly, "...Sir, you don't want me to come in, do you?"

"I can go next door."

"That's not the question!"

70. Music is the first magic born in the world

"You want to practice singing?"

Sitting on the sofa opposite Ritsu Narose, Junda Mana took off her baseball cap and fixed her bangs. She was taken aback by Ritsu Narose's request, but then she remembered the song she had heard before and understood his intention.

So her eyes gradually turned towards foods rich in DHA.

"Mana thinks this behavior is terrible."

"Shouldn't we seize the opportunity to develop a new fan?"

"Wow, you finally admitted your identity, Mr. Fake Fan."

After this great victory, Junda Mana's mood became a little happier. Her inner guard against him slightly lowered, she picked up the tablet on the table that she used to order songs and began to check it.

"Hey, you only ordered this song?"

"Yeah, is there something wrong?"

"Of course! If you want to sing well, you can't just focus on practicing one song." Shaking her finger like a senior, Junda Mana handed the tablet to Naruse Ritsu again. "Pick a few more songs you like. That way you'll be more motivated when you practice—that's what Mana knows from experience."

"I see. I thought Ms. Junda was a mic-dominant type who monopolized the microphone."

"Ahahaha... How could Mana-chan be that kind of person~"

"Because the reason people go to karaoke alone is to be free. They can sing as many songs as they want, without having to wait in line, and without having to worry about other people's opinions or comments about their preferences..."

What the hell? Why does this guy always get everything right? Is he some kind of monster that can see through people's minds?

Turning her face away, Junda Mana tried hard to adjust her facial expression, trying not to reveal the shock and panic in her heart.

"'3年目の浮気' (The Third Year's Change of Mind), I really like this song."

As soon as Ritsu Narose finished speaking, a Showa-style tune echoed in the small space, making Mana Junda feel as if she had traveled through time and space back to the golden age when Hao Jun's hit songs were frequently released.

"...This song is from decades ago, right? Although Mana doesn't dislike it, I still suggest you change to a newer song."

Mana Junda didn't know for a moment whether she should deliberately praise Ritsu Narose's taste or complain about his old-fashioned preferences that seemed like those of a middle-aged man.

"Is that so? Then I'll change to another song."

After more than ten seconds, when Ritsu Narose finished her selection, a burst of live applause with a sense of age, which sounded no different from the sound of fried popcorn chicken, came from the speakers.

"'Kimi wa rouge yo ri mei shi ' (You are more beautiful than a rose),' Akira Fuse's signature song. This one should be good, right?"

"I say, this is a few years earlier than the last one..." With a polite smile, Junda Mana decided to give up proposing to Naruse Ritsu.

No, what's wrong with this guy? Is he some old man from somewhere? Why are all the songs he ordered Showa classics?

"And this one, Teresa Teng's '時の流れに身をまかせ' (Let Time Pass By)... There's even a later Chinese version!"

As he continued to flip through the playlist, Narushe Ritsu's mood gradually became cheerful. To him, these "old songs" still belonged to the category of "popular songs."

True art is timeless. The passage of time will not only not wear it out, but will make it bloom with a unique luster of experience.

Seeing his inexplicably high spirits from the moment he started singing, Junda Mana blinked in confusion, increasingly puzzled by this strange man's thoughts. However, for the next ten minutes or so, she could clearly sense the emotions lingering within the singer through the music.

In addition to these Showa golden songs, there are also classic songs such as "Never Gonna Give You Up" and "365 Miles", which make her dream back to the era that she has never experienced but is better than experiencing.

"As expected, music is the first magic born in the world." After putting down the microphone, Ritsu Narose showed an expression that looked unsatisfied.

The dissatisfaction of being kicked out of the recording studio due to a slip of the tongue, the restlessness caused by worrying about the progress of the potion preparation - all these complicated thoughts were dissolved by the exciting notes and flowed into the vast air as a song.

Junda Mana, who was sitting opposite, clapped in agreement, then stood up and said, "It seems that Mana is no longer needed here, so please allow me to take my leave."

"Eh? Why?"

Glancing suspiciously at Naruse Ritsu, seeing that his expression didn't seem fake, Junda Mana sighed, "You sing really well, don't you? Even if you're learning a new song, you probably only need to hum along a few times before you can sing it, right?"

Not to mention the so-called "singing skills", just the extraordinary lung capacity shown by this guy when he sang "You are more beautiful than roses" for six bars in one breath is scary enough.

Even without deliberately using any vocal techniques, he can still sing a song that scores over 80 out of 100.

"But that song by Sumi isn't the same as these songs, right?"

So you knew it!

Almost fainted from anger at this guy, Junda Mana leaned back slightly and found that her ability to manage facial expressions as the father of the Oulin League had reached a bottleneck.

Patting her cheeks lightly, she regained her composure and said, "After all, Mana doesn't think you need to go to this extent just because of a boast you made on Twitter."

"After all, everyone knows that this is just a business courtesy." Spreading his hands, the active idol who is on the rise showed an extremely cute smile.

"Really?" Naruse Ritsu asked after a slight nod. "Ms. Junda has seen the updates I posted."

"Ah... since it's a job requirement, I definitely need to understand it thoroughly."

By the way, I also read his historical updates.

Ritsu Narose, whose EQ is temporarily offline, did not notice Junda Mana's little thoughts. He was full of confidence and reopened his real goal, which was to try his best to perfectly sing the popular single of the idol he supports.

Half a minute later, realizing she had become a Showa idol, Junda Mana closed her eyes without any sadness or joy, trying to get through this speechless time.

However, the truth is always cruel. The suggestion she made earlier became a trap that bound her, and her inner self-esteem did not allow her to escape at this time.

So, while stuck in the music on repeat, Junda Mana vaguely saw herself becoming a veteran artist who is still as hot as ever after decades, and the day when "Here, the world!" becomes a new generation of Internet meme.

Don’t do that kind of thing—

Sitting up suddenly, Junda Mana realized she had dozed off on the sofa without realizing it. Sitting across from her, Naruse Ritsu was still singing with great passion, seemingly completely oblivious to her anomaly.

71. Kindness, only found in the shadows (two in one)

"Mana seems to be in low spirits today?" Sitting in the lounge, Sankaku Hatsuka looked at Junda Mana in surprise.

His partner was still wearing headphones after practice. The sunglasses and baseball cap she used to conceal her identity were thrown on the other side of the sofa. She exuded a listless air.

Without even the energy to speak, Junda Mana just smiled and continued to lie on the sofa in a daze.

After what happened at the karaoke bar yesterday, she sadly discovered that the tune of her singing had been completely diverted by that guy.

Not to mention that the medley melodies of those classic old songs were still echoing in her ears, what was more important was that even the song she sang herself was affected!

Singing "Here, the world!" in a Showa style or something like that...

Gu... Kill me...

"Um... Mana, do you want to go out for a walk?" Seeing that his partner was still in this state, Sanjiao Hatsuka asked tentatively, "I'm planning to go to the bookstore."

"bookstore?"

Mana Junda, who was struggling to fight against Showa Melody, desperately needed something to distract herself, and immediately nodded and accepted the invitation to become a partner.

As the music in her headphones changed from "Bohemian Rhapsody" to "The Legend of the Horse Jump" and then to "The Blue Danube", she finally realized that she had put on the wrong playlist.

After seeing the ID of the playlist creator, Junda Mana first paused the playback and deleted the playlist with an expressionless face, and then opened Twitter and logged into her secondary account.

Looking at the source of all evil who recommended a playlist to her yesterday, Junda Mana still couldn't bear to unfollow him.

Returning to the player and switching back to her own playlist, she couldn't help but sigh, thinking that she shouldn't have been curious about who was playing Sumimi's songs next door yesterday.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be so uneasy.

Shaking her head, Junda Mana looked up and saw Sankaku Hatsuka taking a book from the bookshelf with a clear purpose.

"This is..." She quickly noticed the name under "Author" as she stepped forward. Silence fell over her, and the idol, who hadn't been undergoing any extra training today, sighed once more.

"Is Mana too tired? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dragged you out with me."

"No, no, Mana is just a little... uh... By the way, does Hatsuka-chan want to buy this book?"

"Well, I looked up some relevant information before, so I'm a little interested."

Having said that, Sankaku Hatsuka's real purpose is to take the opportunity to understand Naruse Ritsu.

Although understanding a person through his or her works may seem a bit like "seeing the tiger through the cage", for Sanjiao Chuhua, who has no other means to obtain information, this has become one of the indispensable ways.

Otherwise, it is difficult to judge a person's true character based on just a few words on Twitter and a few occasional encounters.