I'm here to form a band, what do you want to do!

"Impossible," Nagasaki Motoyo replied firmly. "There's simply no time left. It'll take at least a few years to replicate Xiaomu's guitar skills."

Mortis sighed and said nothing.

There was an awkward silence at the small table for three people.

A guitarist who doesn't know how to play guitar can't save the band from the dire situation no matter how hard he tries.

Nagasaki Suyo glanced at him and said, "Is there any way?"

"Ito Rin, sixteen years old, a high school student, has no plans to become a god yet." Ito Rin said tactfully.

Only the system can handle this matter. Not to mention that he doesn't have enough points, the redeemed skills cannot be transferred to other people.

"It's okay, I will study hard." Mortis encouraged himself.

Very good, no matter how dark the road ahead is, seeing Xiao Mo Neng so full of energy, Ito Rin smiled with relief.

Come on, girl.

"That's good." Nagasaki Suyo pushed away the plate in front of her, feeling a lot more relaxed.

"It's almost time." said Ito Rin, who had been paying attention to the departure time.

"Well, let's go. After we go back, Xiao Mo, go home first, and then you can follow us." Nagasaki Suye's casual words can actually express the feeling of parents taking care of their children.

And you still say you are not **'s soul?

Mortis nodded in agreement without objection, and Nagasaki Suyo smiled with relief.

For the next five hours, the three tired people fell asleep on the train until the attendant woke them up.

We have arrived in Tokyo.

Because he had to go back first and Mortis was worried, Ito Rin had to go.

"Be careful when you take her back." Nagasaki Suyo fastened the buttons in front of him.

"Don't worry." Ito Rin patted his chest and assured.

It's this clothes that's making it so tight that he can hardly breathe.

Leaning close to his ear and biting it, Nagasaki Suyo warned, "Don't be a beast."

hiss……

You're a little late in saying this.

Volume 2: Chapter 125 Liang's Memory is Seven Days

He didn't call Mori Minami, because that woman must be up to no good if she came.

She might not even have time to pick up her daughter.

I stopped a taxi on the roadside and sat in the back seat with Mortis. Looking at the night outside the window, Ito Rin rubbed his temples.

The experiences of the past two days have been too magical, and he needs to calm down.

"What's wrong?" Mortis asked with concern.

Ito Rin said: "I didn't sleep well last night."

"Then go to bed early. Staying up late is bad for your health!"

He stared at her for two seconds, and finally waved his hand helplessly. Why did he stay up late last night? How could this guy pretend to be stupid so well?

"Soyo is a good girl," she said.

"You don't need to remind me of this. She's really stupid for wanting to care about you in this situation."

"No, this is not stupidity, this is kindness!"

"Yeah, she is kind, and I am the bad guy who takes advantage of her kindness." Ito Rin told the truth casually.

"Not really, my brother is also a good person." Mortis was unhappy.

"I'm just telling the truth. I am indeed a bad person. From yesterday until now, I haven't done a single good thing."

The driver in the front row was observing them through the rearview mirror. Because the amount of information was so huge, these few words were like an episode of a TV series in his mind.

Seeing the boy's handsome appearance again, he became more certain of his inner thoughts.

What a scumbag!

This girl looked pretty, but I don't know how she got cheated.

"You're not a bad person. I took the initiative to do all this!" She suddenly shouted, "If you really want to blame someone, blame me!"

"Keep your voice down!" Ito Rin quickly stopped her.

This quietly shattered the driver's guess, especially when the car stopped in a wealthy area and he heard the boy's tone as if he was sending the girl back, which made him feel even more frustrated.

The intersection is less than fifty meters away from Wakaba's house.

Mortis grabbed his arm and refused to let go. "Take me home," she said with a pout.

"Don't you know the way?"

"We know each other."

　"Then why should I go there?"

"Oh my, you were so gentle last night, but you became like this today!" Mortis put her hands on her hips and complained like a bullied wife.

Nonsense, he definitely wasn't gentle last night.

Sighing, Ito Rin picked up her backpack and carried it forward.

Behind him, the successful Mortis smiled triumphantly and followed him in a hopping manner.

"Are you really going to look for Soyo?"

"Yeah." Mortis nodded.

"You know, she sees you as a rival in love. Even if maternal love prevails now, who knows if she'll rekindle her memories."

"But it's even harder to stay at home. Minami looks at me like a monster."

"..."

When he didn't say it, it turns out that a love rival is still a better choice.

No matter how slowly they walked, the distance was not long. Mortis went to ring the doorbell, and Ito Rin relaxed her shoulders and prepared to take the tram home.

The door was opened, and when the maid saw her, she shouted in surprise: "The young lady is back."

Mortis nodded reservedly, and in a trance, Ito Rin even felt that Xiao Mu had logged in again. When he turned around and made a face at him, his lips trembled slightly.

Does it mean that every personality has such acting talent?

It's really scary Mu.

"The master and his wife are not at home. Do you need me to call them?"

Mortis shook his head, turned around, and said, "Did you hear that? No one is home. Do you want to stay?"

Ito Rin quickly took a few steps back, feeling the maids' vigilant gazes, and waved her hand with a wry smile: "Forget it, I should go home too, bye."

"Oh." She waved goodbye regretfully.

What are you regretting?

Is it really going to be at your house?

When he is discovered by the maid, Mori Minami will definitely ask him for the details.

And then what? He's going to say that he took advantage of your daughter's personality switch to have some negative distance contact with her?

In this case, his future days will either be to become the son-in-law of the Ruoye family, or to spend his days in jail!

……

The next day, it was sunny and sunny.

Less than two seconds after Ito Rin arrived in the classroom, Nagasaki Hiroshi and Anten appeared in front of him like NPCs that suddenly appeared, looking at him in amazement.

"It's a miracle you actually skipped class."

"Or two days in a row."

"You're in trouble. Mr. Aoyama is angry."

"There's nothing she can do even if she likes you."

Ito Rin waved her hand in annoyance: "You idiot, I just asked for leave."

"Eh?" Ando Takao adjusted his glasses. "But the teacher's anger yesterday didn't seem like a pretense."

"..."

Wait, yesterday?

Ask him to sort out his timeline carefully. It seems that he asked for leave the day before yesterday, and he said at the time that he would be able to come back to class yesterday.

This is not surprising. After all, the original plan was to rush to Fukuoka on the first day, pick her up, and come back directly the next day, so as not to delay the afternoon class and not make the teacher angry.

But plans are not as fast as changes. Who knew that Nagasaki Suyo was going there? This back and forth delayed the whole morning, and when we came back, school had already been over.

"Teacher Aoyama is in the office." Takao Andeng reminded him.

Ito Rin gave him a grateful look, dropped his schoolbag, and ran towards the office.

When it was time for the class meeting, he finally explained everything clearly and accompanied the teacher back to the classroom.

"Christmas is coming soon." Aoyama Chizuru watched Ito Rin return to her seat and listened to their cheers, a beautiful smile on her lips. "So, the school has decided to hold the exam this weekend."

"Isn't it?"

"Just kill me!"

"Why do every holiday have to be accompanied by an exam? Are the teachers and the principal perverts?"

The classroom was filled with joy and excitement, but sighs and groans filled the air. Aoyama Chizuru smiled and tried to appease them, "Isn't this a good idea? The results will be out on Christmas Day."

"That's a good idea, but it's easy to get beaten!" Nagasaki Hiro shouted, "Especially for someone like me who's definitely not going to do well in the exam."

"Domestic violence is not allowed. Nagasaki-san, give me your parents' contact information so I can talk to them."

He kept silent.

"Does anyone else have questions?"

"Teacher, the results should be out a week before Christmas." A girl raised her hand.

"Why?" Aoyama Chizuru blinked.

"If that's the case, even if I have to be scolded, I won't wait until Christmas."

"Why do we have to assume I'll get scolded? If I get good grades, my family will be happy for Christmas too."

"Not everyone is Ito-kun!"

“My family expects too much from me.”

"If you fail the test, you won't even get to eat turkey."

"Hey, you actually like to eat that?"

“It’s unpalatable, but it looks beautiful.”

High school students who jump from topic too quickly, discussing the upcoming exam one second and analyzing how to cook turkey to make it delicious the next.

By the time Teacher Qingshan had suppressed all the unhealthy practices, the class meeting had just ended.

All the time I wanted to express my opinions was wasted. Although he is a new teacher, Mr. Aoyama's methods are quite cunning.

"By the way, why did you take leave?" Takao Andeng asked him during the break.

"Go out for a while."

"What's the difference between this and not saying anything?"

"Anyway, I'm going to take care of some personal matters."

Nagasaki Hiroshi and Ando Takao looked at each other, guessing that he must have gone out to date a girl.