MYGO's guitarist has ice attribute bonus

After bidding farewell to Su Shi, Ai Yin hummed a discordant melody and walked briskly back to her home. She came to her own little house and just took off her coat. Before she could turn on the light, the cell phone in her pocket vibrated. She took out her cell phone - it was Xiangzi.

Aiyin answered the call and put the phone to her ear, a hint of a smile still lingering in her voice: "Hello? Sakki~ You're looking for me so late, did you miss me?"

Xiangzi's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Well, I have something to tell you."

She seemed to clear her throat and got straight to the point: "AveMujica's concert is next weekend. I'll reserve the best seats for you."

Aine was stunned: "Is that so? What song are you going to play?"

"Uh..." Xiangzi paused, as if he was considering his words, "That song... 'Foolish God' will be officially premiered at the concert."

“Foolish God…” Aine murmured the name, the smile on her face completely vanishing, replaced by a complex and indescribable shyness and embarrassment.

That song... that was the "memorial song" Xiangzi composed for her after he thought he was dead in that terrible collective nightmare! Strictly speaking, it was indeed a requiem for "the dead Chihaya Aine".

Now, she was asked to go to the scene, sit in the audience, and listen to Xiangzi and the others sing a song "mourning themselves" in the most dramatic way? This feeling... was really weird!

Aiyin just felt uncomfortable all over, and her cheeks were a little hot. She really didn't have any "special hobbies" to appreciate this kind of "commemorative performance" with herself as the protagonist.

“Um… Sakki…” Aine’s voice lowered unconsciously, with obvious hesitation and embarrassment, her fingers unconsciously twisting the corner of her coat, “Concert… I really want to support you guys… but… that song…”

She hesitated, unsure how to politely express her objection. Should she simply say, "I don't want to hear the elegy you wrote for me"? This would be too hurtful, especially since the person she was with was Xiangzi—her first confirmed lover of all people. She didn't want to hurt Xiangzi's creative passion and that... heavy heart.

The silence on the other end of the line grew heavy.

Xiangzi keenly caught the resistance and embarrassment in Ain's voice. In a flash, she suddenly woke up - she only wanted Ain to hear the song she wrote for her and feel the deep emotions contained in it, but she completely ignored how ridiculous the background of the song was for the living Ain at this moment.

"I" came to listen to my own "memorial song"? This was simply... Xiangzi felt her cheeks burning instantly, and a strong sense of embarrassment swept over her.

Just as Aiyin was racking her brains to think of how to refuse without upsetting Xiangzi, Xiangzi on the other end of the phone, with a clearly suppressed panic and shyness, almost rushed to say, "Song... lyrics! I changed the lyrics!"

Xiangzi spoke much faster than usual, with a kind of emphasis that hinted at something being hidden: "It's not... it's not the version in the dream! It's completely... completely different! It's... it's new!"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice, and it was obvious that she felt extremely embarrassed to tell such a makeshift lie.

In fact, the original manuscript of "Foolish God" was still treasured in the deepest drawer of her room, without a single word being changed. She just wanted Aine to hear the song she wrote for her so badly, even if she had to use such a clumsy lie as bait.

“Eh?” Aine was stunned. It had been changed? It wasn’t the original mourning lyrics anymore?

Xiangzi's eagerness and the shyness that he tried hard to hide but still revealed were like a breeze that gently blew away the embarrassment and resistance in Ain's heart.

Aiyin knew Xiangzi too well. She could imagine that Xiangzi on the other end of the phone might be blushing and looking vaguely.

The hesitation and embarrassment gradually melted away, replaced by a soft and somewhat helpless smile.

“I see…” Aine sighed softly, her voice returning to its usual softness. “You’ve changed… Then I feel relieved.”

"Yeah, I'll be going to the concert. Sakki wrote the songs herself, I'm really looking forward to it."

On the other end of the phone, Xiangzi breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I'll give you the ticket tomorrow. Hang up."

Aiyin stood in the dark room with her cell phone in hand. She guessed that Xiangzi was lying. The song "Foolish God" probably didn't change a single word, but... what did it matter?

"Stupid Sakki..." Aine chuckled to herself, her voice filled with sweet helplessness, "You're not even that good at lying."

She turned on the lights, and the warm glow instantly dispelled the darkness. "Next week's concert... Listening to my own commemorative song... How weird."

Chapter 429 Prejudice in People’s Hearts is a Mountain

Next week's concert arrived as scheduled. Aine and the other four members of Mygo sat in the center of the first row according to the seats reserved by Xiangzi.

When the stage lights came on, the five members of AveMujica walked from the side of the stage to the center, and Aine could clearly see their eyes scanning their positions.

Xiangzi looked in Aine's direction and nodded slightly. Aine smiled softly and nodded in response.

The performance was in full swing, and finally, it was time for them to release their new song.

Xiangzi walked from the piano to the center of the stage. She picked up the microphone and her voice reached everyone's ears with her unique elegance and a hint of nervousness.

"The next piece..." She paused slightly, her eyes seeming to sweep over the first row where Aine was, her voice becoming even softer. "It's a piece of music dedicated to the one I cherish and love."

Xiangzi didn't mention anyone by name, but that emotion made Aiyin's heart skip a beat and her cheeks slightly hot in the audience.

Su Shi sat next to Aine and said nothing, but just squeezed her hand gently.

Xiangzi sat back in front of the piano, took a deep breath, and as if he had made up his mind, his slender fingers struck the first note with determination.

The melody of "Foolish God" poured out.

The passionate melody, with the unique heaviness of Gothic metal, reveals a strange and breathtaking beauty under Xiangzi's superb arrangement. The lyrics are full of sorrow, questioning of the unfairness of fate, and a love that is almost desperate.

Aiyin sat in the audience, feeling extremely complicated.

To be fair, the music itself is… fantastic! Xiangzi's talent for composition and arrangement is fully demonstrated in this song, and with the wonderful coordination of the others, it feels like a hymn.

Of course, if we ignore the background of the song's creation and the fact that the "commemorated" protagonist is herself...Aine can completely indulge in it and applaud and cheer for this wonderful music.

But the point is... she can't ignore it!

The images of "death" and "farewell" in the lyrics can be strongly felt through the melody and atmosphere, even if you don't understand the subtle lyrics.

Imagine Xiangzi writing these notes and words in grief when he thought he was dead in a nightmare...Ain felt uncomfortable all over and sat on the chair with pins and needles.

She tried hard to remain calm, but her facial expressions were clearly out of control - sometimes she was amazed by the wonderful performance, and sometimes she showed indescribable embarrassment and awkwardness because of "mourning herself", and the corners of her mouth twitched from time to time.

Aiyin could feel the occasional amused glances from Su Shi beside her, and could also hear the almost inaudible "tsk" sounds from Riki behind her, while Deng nervously held her other hand the entire time.

Finally, the last powerful note fell, and the whole audience erupted in applause. Aiyin joined in the applause, partly for the music itself, and partly because... it was finally over!

After the concert, Aine came to Mujica's lounge according to Xiangzi's previous information. As for the other members of mygo, they did not come because they were stopped by their agent in advance and said they had something to discuss.

Aine opened the door of the lounge alone.

The five members of Mujica had already taken off their stage costumes and changed into casual clothes, but their faces still had the flush of excitement and fatigue after the performance. The lounge was filled with makeup, sweat and... an atmosphere of waiting to see a good show.

As Aine stepped through the door, two pairs of eyes locked onto her.

"Pfft—hahahahaha!" Miao Meng was the first one who couldn't hold back. She pointed at Ain and burst into a hearty laugh. She collapsed on the sofa without any manners, clutching her stomach. "I can't take it anymore! Aiko! The look on your face down there! When I was playing the drums, I saw you in the first row, wanting to applaud but feeling awkward, wanting to run away but not daring to move... It's really killing me!"

Chu Hua couldn't help but laugh. She sat in front of the makeup mirror, removing her eye makeup while looking at Ai Yin in the mirror. Her beautiful eyes curved into crescents. "Yeah! Really, this is the first time I've seen Xiao Ai show such... colorful expressions."

Chuhua deliberately emphasized the four words "colorful and colorful".

Aiyin's face flushed bright red, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in. She opened her mouth, just about to explain something to save face.

"Little Love."

A cold, yet anxious, voice interrupted her. Xiangzi had already hurried over to her, her face still stained with foundation. Her eyes, startlingly bright, stared intently at Aine, filled with anticipation and nervousness. She grabbed Aine's wrist, a bit too hard.

"How's the song?" Xiangzi's voice was faster than usual, with a little rapid breathing.

Aiyin felt a little pain when Xiangzi grabbed her, but when she met her eyes that were full of expectation and even a little nervous, her heart softened again.

There was no other way. Aiyin tried hard to ignore the embarrassment of being teased by Miaomeng and Chuhua. She thought carefully and gave an objective evaluation: "Hmm... the rhythm is very tight, the arrangement is very layered, and the overall atmosphere... well, very Sakki style, and very shocking."

She studiously avoided lyrics and thematic content.

However, Xiangzi was clearly not satisfied with this. She tightened her grip on Aine's wrist, leaned forward slightly, and fixed her gaze on Aine, demanding, "So... what about the lyrics?"

Xiangzi's voice lowered a few notes, with a kind of persistence, and even a rare hint of insecurity: "This is... my first time trying to write complete lyrics... I don't think it's very good? Is it... a little too..."

She seemed to be searching for the right word: "...too childish? Or...not good enough?"

“Uh…” Aine was momentarily stuck, the heat on her face rising again.

Lyrics?! Asking her to comment on the lyrics of a eulogy for her "dead self"?! Is this a public execution? No, it's worse than a public execution!

Aiyin's eyes wandered and her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

"Puchi..." A suppressed chuckle came from the side - it was Mu.

At this moment, Mu Zheng covered his mouth tightly with one hand, his shoulders shaking slightly, and his golden eyes, which were always calm, were now filled with smiles, which he was obviously trying very hard to hold back.

Hailing leaned against the wall with her arms folded. Her face, which usually had no expression, couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth into a noticeable arc, as if she was watching a good show.

Even Meowmu, who had been laughing just now, stopped and waited for Aine’s answer with great interest.

Under the focus of several eyes, Aine felt like she was being roasted on a fire.

Aiyin looked at Xiangzi's eyes that were full of expectation and even a little fragile and uneasy, and she couldn't say no.

Finally, she nodded with difficulty, as if accepting her fate, her voice as thin as a mosquito's: "...The lyrics...are also quite good."

It would be even better if these lyrics weren't written for me, if I wasn't the main character...

The lounge erupted in an uncontrollable burst of laughter, a mixture of Miao Meng's laughter and Chu Hua and Mu's chuckles.

Xiangzi finally realized from Aine's extremely unnatural expression and extremely forced answer that Aine felt very awkward and resistant to the background and content of the song.

A huge sense of loss and a trace of grievance surged in her heart, and Xiangzi suddenly let go of the hand that was holding Aine, but the next second, as if she was afraid that Aine would run away, she opened her arms and hugged Aine's arms tightly, and her whole body almost stuck to Aine.

"Xiao Ai..." Xiangzi's voice instantly took on a thick nasal tone, with a kind of grievance that was almost like a spoiled child. "Don't you... dislike this song? Don't you like the song I wrote?"

Xiangzi buried his face in Aine's shoulder, his voice muffled.

Aiyin was stunned by the sudden hug and coquettishness. She didn't expect Xiangzi to react like this.

She subconsciously hugged Xiangzi back, feeling the slightly trembling body in her arms and the undisguised fragility and dependence, and sighed softly.

"No, I don't dislike it..." Aine patted Xiangzi's back gently, trying to comfort her.

"You're lying!" Xiangzi raised her head, her eyes red as she looked directly into Ain's eyes. "Xiao Ai, tell the truth! I want to hear the truth!"

Aiyin looked at Xiangzi like this and sighed again, her cheeks still flushed. She spoke in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness and frankness: "Okay... the music itself is really nice, super good! But... the lyrics..."

She paused and continued, "It sounds...it still feels a bit strange..."

She looked at Xiangzi's eyes, which dimmed instantly, and added hastily, "After all... according to the context of your song's creation... it should be me who's dead who's listening to it, right? But now it's me who's sitting here listening to it while I'm still alive... this feeling..."

Aine spread her hands and made an expression that said “you know what I mean”.

Xiangzi was stunned, and then a huge expression of embarrassment appeared on his face.

Indeed... Xiao Ai is right. I didn't consider it from Xiao Ai's perspective... I just wanted her to listen to her own lyrics...

"Ah... I'm sorry, Xiao Ai..." Xiangzi's voice lowered, full of apology and embarrassment, "I... I called you the other day to tell you that I changed the lyrics..."

After a pause, as if mustering up a huge amount of courage, he quietly and shamefacedly admitted, "...actually no. I... didn't change a single word."

She raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness: "Because... I don't know... what to change. Those words... were my truest feelings at the time... I... but that mentality, I don't know how to explain to you... I'm sorry."

Aine looked at Xiangzi, who lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, his cheeks flushed with shame, and his fingers twisted the corners of his clothes nervously.

I originally just guessed that Sakki might not be able to change, but I didn’t expect it to be true!

Although I told myself before that it didn’t matter, that was only when I didn’t hear the song “in memory of myself”.

Thinking of this, a slight dissatisfaction surged in her heart. Aine couldn't help but pout and glared at Xiangzi.

But when Aiyin saw Xiangzi's pitiful and weak appearance, the dissatisfaction in her heart deflated like a balloon being popped.

Aiyin sighed helplessly and reached out to ruffle Xiangzi's soft hair.

“Forget it, forget it…” Aine’s voice was filled with indulgence and a hint of resignation, “It doesn’t matter. Anyway… this is also the song Sakki wrote for me.”

She tried to make her tone sound more relaxed: "Although I feel weird inside...but I accept it!"

"Eh?" Xiangzi raised his head suddenly, his eyes filled with disbelief, but then filled with excitement, "Xiao Ai...you..."

Before she could finish, Aiyin had already opened her arms and hugged the still dazed Xiangzi tightly and gently. Her chin rested lightly on her shoulder, and her voice was full of smile and warmth: "Well, I accept it. It's the song Sakki wrote for me."

Xiangzi was frozen for a moment by the sudden hug. She hugged Ain back with her backhand and buried her face deeply in Ain's neck. She greedily breathed in Ain's scent, her body trembling slightly with excitement.

"Xiao Ai~" Chu Hua said in a sweet and coquettish voice. She had come over without knowing when, hugged Ai Yin's waist from behind, and rubbed her back like a big coquettish puppy. "I want a hug too! I'm so tired on the stage just now!"

Aiyin felt a little itchy from Chuhua's rubbing, and nodded with a smile: "Okay, okay, Chuhua has worked hard too." She freed one hand and patted Chuhua's back soothingly.

Mutsuya silently approached. Though she remained silent, her green eyes were filled with longing. She gently tugged at the hem of Aine's shirt. Aine understood, freeing her arms to embrace the quiet cucumber girl.

Although Hailing didn't say anything, she also walked over and stood next to Aine. Although she didn't join the hug, her bodies were obviously much closer, and her arms were barely touching Aine's body.

For a moment, a small hug circle formed in the middle of the lounge, and a warm, intimate, and slightly noisy sweet atmosphere spread.

However, just outside this cozy corner, on the sofa, Meow Meng, who had just laughed out loud at Aine's expression, had a smile on her face that gradually faded and eventually disappeared.

She still sat there, looking at Ain who was surrounded by four people, with a face full of happiness and a little helplessness, and then looked at Xiangzi, Chuhua, Mu who were clinging to Ain, and Hailing who was standing next to her.

A clear understanding quietly came to my mind.

They...are all Aine's girlfriends.

Xiangzi, Chuhua, Mu, Hailing... They have such a deep and mutually recognized intimate relationship with Aiyin.

And I, Yutenji Wakami, was the only person in the entire Mujica who didn't have a close relationship with Aine...

To them, I am just an outsider.

This realization didn't bring about anger or jealousy, but a sudden, profound sense of alienation and...loneliness.