Chihaya Aine is a member of the team Zero

A few moments of thought flashed across Nagasaki Suye's blue eyes, but she still chose not to speak at this time.

"Isn't this the right way to be harmonious?"

Chihaya Aine looked at Toyokawa Shoko, Nagasaki Motoyo, Wakaba Mutsuwa and Mutsuwa holding hands in front of her, and felt happy for them from the bottom of her heart.

At this time, Toyokawa Shoko and Nagasaki Motoyo seemed to have discussed it beforehand. While holding Wakaba Mutsu, they grabbed Chihaya Aine with their free hands.

"Hey, hey, hey, why? Why are you arresting me?!"

Chihaya Aion looked at Toyokawa Shoko who was holding her in confusion, then looked at Nagasaki Suyo who was holding her on the other side, and finally looked at Wakaba Mutsu who was opposite her.

“After all, we can’t just leave you, Aine, the golden mediator and all the heroes, to fall off your stockings like this~”

Toyokawa Shoko said with a happy smile.

"I just discussed this with Xiangzi. We're in this situation now thanks to you, Aine. It wouldn't be nice to leave you out."

Nagasaki Suyo also looked at Chihaya Aine beside her with a smile on her face.

"Aine, hold hands."

Wakaba Mutsuya spoke immediately afterwards.

"Okay, okay, I have no objection if you want me to join in, but we really look like those paranormal enthusiasts who summon UFOs from the rooftop~"

As Chihaya Aine spoke, she used herself as the axis and led the others to rotate. This made it look more like she was summoning a UFO.

"Hahaha~"

The girls' silver bell-like laughter floated in the night wind, and the starlight fell on their pretty smiling faces.

It was late at night, and Chihaya Aine was lying on the bed, savoring the feeling of spinning in circles just now.

"Cero, we now have another option for the vehicles we'll deploy in the future."

The vehicle that Chihaya Aine mentioned was naturally Wakaba Mu's men and Nagasaki Su

Although it was also a black luxury car under the world's hands, it was completely different.

"If you have time to think about this, you might as well think about how to improve your guitar skills. You don't really want to go on stage with a synthesizer and just fiddle with it yourself, do you?"

In the consciousness space, Ultraman Zero reminded his good partner not to forget that forming a band is a very important thing in this era of girl bands.

"Hey, although I really want to refute you, but this time, Cero, you are right."

After hearing what her good partner Ultraman Zero said, Chihaya Aine gave up the idea of ​​going to bed, jumped out of bed with a somersault, and went straight to the sofa where she usually practiced guitar.

Anyway, with her enhanced body now, she needs less sleep every day than normal humans.

She opened her tablet and found the record of her last practice. Then she picked up the guitar and started practicing.

As the cool night air condensed on the strings, Chihaya Aine was struggling with the capo.

The guitar pick danced on the strings, and Chihaya Aine shook her long pink hair. The moment the hair tips brushed against the electric guitar pickup, a series of unexpected noises were created.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window at night was like an out-of-control delay effect pedal, stirring the warm light on the attic ceiling into sticky amber, which then stuck to her hot guitar case.

As my index finger rubs against the string, a forgotten blues scale suddenly dances on my eardrums. The faint ringing of a policeman's bicycle bell outside the house creates a wonderful syncopated rhythm with the lingering echo of the delay pedal.

"Luckily, my strengthened body doesn't let my fingers get blisters so easily. Back in junior high, when the training wasn't as intense as it is now, my fingers would swell and hurt like crazy."

Chihaya Aine suddenly sighed.

"But your junior high school wasn't that long ago...how come you seem to have forgotten all your guitar skills?"

In the space of consciousness, Ultraman Zero has been unable to reconcile the memory of Chihaya Aion, who performed on stage as the student council president and the guitar vocalist, with his current good partner Chihaya Aion, with whom he is one in mind.

"What?! Zero, you actually look at me like that?! Is my guitar skill really that bad?!"

Chihaya Aine, who was already feeling a little impatient after the intense piano practice, naturally started arguing with Ultraman Zero.

"This little guitar, with my talent, only needs a little practice, and it's a piece of cake."

Chihaya Aine kept moving her hands and talking non-stop.

"Okay, okay, I believe that the genius Aiyin will be able to easily take the guitar. This guitar is just a bid to sell it in Seoul in front of you."

In the space of consciousness, Ultraman Zero finally chose to help his good partner.

The friction sound of the swinging blades of the space fan became a natural metronome. Chihaya Aine arched her back so that her fingertips could fully feel the vibration of the strings.

The guitar solo sound of "Guitar Hero" in the tablet computer was still echoing for a long time. At this moment, those vague melody fragments suddenly overlapped with the trajectory of the right hand strumming.

The brightly colored pick was flying in Chihaya Aine's hands. It was slipping between the D and G strings, but accidentally produced a strange vibrato similar to the skipping sound on a vinyl record.

On the tablet in front of Chihaya Aine, the red words that had been cluttered with "No vibrato" and "Pay attention to the curvature of the palm joints" seemed to be slowly disappearing.

When Chihaya Aine failed to click the strings on her seventeenth attempt, she suddenly buried her face in the vibrating resonance chamber of the guitar case, with her nose against the maple top that had a pine scent from the sun, until her breathing frequency synchronized with the aftershocks of the speakers.

The carbonated beverage can left a circular water stain on the wooden floor. The moment the night wind lifted the gauze curtain, the overtone unconsciously drawn by the little finger of the right hand resonated with the sound of the slowly blowing night wind.

Chihaya Aine jerked upright, and the metronome that had been knocked over by her knee began to swing at an odd angle, the shadow of the brass pendulum casting on the wall like the afterimage of a jazz drummer's improvisation on the snare drum.

At one o'clock in the morning, when the vibration of the last tram came from afar like the roar of a steel giant, the speed-boosting obstacle that had troubled her for a long time was suddenly solved.

Chihaya Aine didn't realize that she was cutting a sharp angle in the air with the head of the guitar, just like when she used a steel rod to beat the GZZ Babar alien to the ground on the street corner.

The bubbles in the carbonated drink at my feet, which I had indulged in before bed, had long since dissipated, but the sixteenth notes bursting from my fingertips at this moment were carrying the unique stimulation of carbonic acid, exploding countless transparent whirlpools in the stuffy room.

After a while, the capo finally took hold of the fourth fret position.

The pink-haired girl collapsed on the soft sofa, looking at the light spots on the ceiling that were rotating with the fan. Suddenly, she found that the distribution of the areas where her left hand was pressed the most during practice was very similar to the arrangement of the effects matrix.

Chihaya Aine raised her aching arm and scratched a new mark on the wall with a pick.

"White teeth! This is also a sign of an overpowering physique..."

Chihaya Aine slowly ran her fingertips across the scratch she had just made, feeling speechless.

"Rather, you can subconsciously scratch a mark on the wall with a guitar pick. That's the real magic."

"This shows that you have mastered the control of your force, concentrating all the force on the tip of the pick without damaging it."

In the consciousness space, Ultraman Zero gave high praise to Chihaya Aine's move.

"I would rather this ability to make light of heavy tasks be reflected in my guitar playing."

After Chihaya Aine finished speaking, she continued with her practice session.

The bright moonlight passed through the glass window of Chihaya Aine's room and shattered into a light silver frost on Chihaya Aine's eyelashes.

When Chihaya Aine's left ring finger pressed the eighth dent on the steel string, she finally felt that she had reached a bottleneck.

The pick drew the seventeenth imperfect arc under the white moonlight, and the F chord was still like a thorn stuck in the throat.

The air conditioner was humming outside the window, and sweat dripped down the ends of her pink hair onto the guitar case, leaving a small dark mark.

Chihaya Aine stared at the bar lines on the tablet computer that were repeatedly painted with red bold font, and tasted the salty taste of sweat on the tip of her tongue.

You have to know that Chihaya Aine didn't even sweat when she was crushing countless half-ape soldiers Digon and half-fish soldiers Digon in the woods tonight. This shows how intense this guitar practice was.

"One last time."

Chihaya Aine whispered to the guitar in her hand, as if she was talking to herself, or simply to the good partner in her body who was of the same mind and heart.

Chihaya Aine tapped her left foot to the rhythm of the metronome's brass pendulum. As her fingertips touched the guitar neck, she felt a surge of warmth, realizing that the rosewood fretboard had already absorbed her body heat. The metal strings shone coldly in the fading light, like six silver bridges suspended over the edge of a cliff.

The moment the sweat dripping from the ends of the hair seeped into the threads of the strings, a sudden "hum" resonance was heard.

The C string in the bass register was vibrating in the air, shattering the bright moonlight into tiny, silver particles.

Chihaya Aine stared blankly at the golden light band that floated out of the piano case and wrapped around her wrist. For some reason, the principle of resonance suddenly came to her mind.

"Huh, that's all for today's practice~ Genius Aiyin's guitar skills have made great progress again.

Looks like I’ll be able to catch up with everyone soon! "

Volume 1: Chapter 182: A Legacy of 350 Million Years

After practicing guitar all night, Chihaya Aine fell into a deep sleep until the sun came out the next day.

Chihaya Aine was awakened by the soft warmth brought by the morning sun. She slowly sat up from the bed and stretched, and her joints made crackling sounds.

"Dad and Mom have some urgent work to do today. Breakfast is already on the table. Remember to eat breakfast before going out. Don't go to school on an empty stomach."

"Leaving this for my precious daughter, who worked so hard practicing guitar last night - Mom"

"It seems that we need to strengthen the sound insulation of the room..."

Chihaya Aine thought helplessly.

"Well, practicing guitar in the middle of the night isn't really a good idea."

In the consciousness space, Ultraman Zero also nodded in agreement.

"Then whose fault is it that I practice guitar in the middle of the night?"

Chihaya Aine's eyes became sharp.

"Ahahaha, whose problem is this?"

In the space of consciousness, Ultraman Zero said this and stopped talking.

Just as Chihaya Aine finished washing up and was eating the breakfast prepared by her mother in the restaurant downstairs.

At a construction site somewhere in Tokyo, construction workers unearthed a strange cylindrical object.

The commander, realizing that the construction team had dug up something like an antique, quickly blew the ladle to stop the construction and kept waving the safety stick in his hand.

After receiving the notification, people from relevant departments immediately rushed to the scene to investigate the true appearance of the cylindrical object.

The young man in a suit walked towards the cylindrical object that had been lifted to the ground by a crane. Regardless of his clothes, he immediately squatted down and gently stroked the silver-white cylindrical object with a hint of mystery in front of him.

"Dr. Ichinose, this thing didn't come from space?"

A young man asked Dr. Ichinose who was squatting in front of the silver-white cylindrical object.

"Well, if we humans want to leave something or information for future generations, we put it in a sealed barrel and bury it deep underground. The time capsules that used to be popular among students actually originated from this custom."

After Dr. Ichinose finished speaking, he curiously touched the edge of the broken part of the silver-white cylindrical object.

"Hmm... looks like it got broken a long time ago."

"So, this mysterious silver-white cylindrical object is actually a relatively large time capsule?"

The young man continued to ask, it would be a good idea to ask more experts about such matters.

"Yes, Mr. Chihaya, you're right. Could it be that the ancients buried them underground to convey certain messages to future generations?"

Dr. Ichinose's palm gently brushed over every part of the silver-white cylindrical object, and he could feel the unique traces left by the passage of time on it.

"So, what's inside here is thousands of years of human heritage? I wonder what these caring ancestors left us."

The young man next to Mr. Chihaya, who had spoken first, also spoke.

"Alright Kita, let Dr. Ichinose focus on his work."

Chihaya Masafumi felt helpless when he saw his younger generation, who was already a father but still as cheerful as a child.

"Okay Chihaya-senpai, I got it!"

Kita Kensuke immediately covered his mouth with his hands, indicating that he would not say anything more.

Dr. Ichinose put on gloves and took out an ammonite fossil from the silver-white cylindrical object, carefully and repeatedly observing the quality of the ammonite fossil in his hand.

"This is an ammonite fossil. The earliest ammonite was the angular ammonite, which disappeared from Earth during the mass extinction event 2.45 million years ago. Later, the odonto-ammonite appeared. When this animal became the dominant marine animal in the Triassic period, dinosaurs also began to live on land. However, the odonto-ammonite disappeared at the end of the Triassic period, about 2 million years ago. Later, there were the ventral ammonite, the lepidolite, and the belemnites."

Dr. Ichinose kept observing the ammonite fossil in his hand, trying to find some information about the silvery-white cylindrical object in front of him.

"Ammonites first appeared in the early Devonian period of the Paleozoic Era, about 4 million years ago, flourished during the Mesozoic Era, and were widely distributed in the Triassic oceans around the world. Therefore, they predate the appearance of dinosaurs by 1.7 million years. Ammonite shells have a variety of shapes, including triangular, conical, and spiral, with spiral shells being the most common. Ammonite shells also have front, back, dorsal, and ventral portions. Ammonite shells vary greatly in size, typically measuring only a few centimeters or tens of centimeters, with the smallest being only 1 centimeter and the largest reaching 2 meters."

"Based on this ammonite fossil, this silvery-white cylindrical time capsule is even older than the fossil itself, probably dating back 350 million years..."

When Dr. Ichinose came to this conclusion, he was still a little bit unbelievable in his heart, but the professional knowledge in his mind reminded him that his judgment was not wrong.

"Wow, what would be inside this 350 million-year-old time capsule?"

After hearing the unbelievable year number from Dr. Ichinose, Kita Kensuke became even more interested in the silver-white time capsule in front of him.

"Wait a minute, Dr. Ichinose. You just said this silver-white time capsule is from 350 million years ago. Doesn't that mean there were already intelligent species on Earth at that time that could make time capsules? And the materials they used to make this time capsule can actually survive being buried deep underground for 350 million years. It's incredible..."

After learning about the time span of 350 million years, Chihaya Masafumi instantly realized how incredible this silver-white time capsule was from the perspective of modern knowledge.

Chihaya Masafumi was just planning to ask the people behind him to take this time capsule from 350 million years ago back first and then study it carefully.