Another string reel from Bandoli

The names she reported also included musicians with bad records that were already known to the public.

"But even so... we believe that one day we will succeed."

"But... until the end, no one discovered us... No one asked us to debut."

"Then our band just broke up, and no one ever took our show flyers anymore..."

Marina Tsukimura has hidden a lot.

Although the disbandment of her band was indeed the main reason, but... at least in this world, something is a little different.

Whether it was the lack of success after graduating from university, the phone calls from family in Hokkaido, or the burden of no longer being able to play guitar...

The pressure she endured once made her unable to recover.

I have stood at the crossroads of fate many times, whether to continue staying in Tokyo or return to Hokkaido.

But she recovered.

"Then I realized... As expected, when it comes to music, I'm not obsessed with winning or losing. What I want is to enjoy the process of making music."

Tsukishima Marina seemed to feel that she was being too arrogant while speaking, and quickly corrected herself.

“Of course I’m not saying winning or losing isn’t important… but if even the people performing the music aren’t happy… how can the audience feel happy about the music?”

"Doesn't their existence prove that miracles really do exist in this world?"

Marina Tsukishima has not come out of the haze.

She just felt it.

The rainbow is so bright.

"I really miss and cherish those times, no matter whether they were happy or sad."

"Music is truly amazing. I've realized this once again..."

"Hehehe."

"Looks like I can continue working hard tomorrow."

If you can't become a miracle yourself, at least be someone who discovers miracles.

I will support those who have dreams. This is the reason why Marina Tsukishima finally chose to stay in Tokyo.

Pretty arrogant reason, isn't it?

……

The coffee was cold, and Marina Tsukishima hadn't touched her cup of coffee.

The sunset is about to end.

Tsukishima Marina seemed to have something else to say.

"Goto Ichiri" learned here that she is not Roselia's guitarist and doesn't even want to be one.

"Goto-kun... maybe I was just talking too much."

"Today we had a customer in our store. He was a very clumsy kid. He only just got selected to debut as an idol today."

"She came to the store today just to practice singing. Obviously, it would be better to go to a KTV for this kind of thing, but she still chose the recording studio."

"She cherishes this opportunity because some people don't have the next chance."

"This Yukina kid...she deserves a second chance."

Tsukishima Marina paid the bill and was surprised herself as to why she said so much.

Perhaps the answer can only be known by Xianjuan Gan and a secret item in his backpack.

Xian Juangan's face was still a little gloomy, and he looked at the poster wall for a moment.

His face fell unconsciously.

"One by one..."

he muttered.

"Do you really want me to be a good person..."

Explain the strength of the Thorn Group.

Just as Bandoli showed in many places in the mobile game.

There is indeed an increase in the emotional expression of music among the people of the country.

As Xian Juangan did not participate in the middle and late stages, but was controlling the situation behind the scenes, he could not feel the emotional increase at all.

Naturally, in terms of pure technology, in his eyes, the Thorn Group is just a complete dud.

It turned out that he had ruined their evaluation.

But in the eyes of musicians like Chu Pingfang, even if the technique is flawed, the added bonus of emotional appeal can make up for some of the losses, making them feel that the merits of the group outweigh its flaws.

Above

Did I say too much in this article? It would be better to reduce it in the future.

Chapter 93 Princess Yumei kidnapped by Xian Juanxin

The amber liquid was injected into Xianjuan's body through a syringe.

Xianjuan felt like he was burning...

……

His hands were firmly fixed to the medical cabin. Xian Juangan offered no resistance, allowing the robotic arms he had planned to penetrate his body at will.

A robotic arm resembling a trilobite's tentacle was measuring the internal structure of the pink-haired girl, Xianjuan Gan's transformed body.

The scene became like a cyborg surgery, but in reverse.

Without any anesthesia, Xianjuangan didn't try to think about the behavior of the robotic arm.

Now with an intelligence of 5, he couldn't understand the normal version of the equipment and means he had prepared in advance.

……

The body analysis data has been collected and the dissected organs have been put back in place one by one.

After the dark green light.

Still emitting the light particles of rebirth energy, he returned to his original state.

No longer the unfamiliar pink bangs, the messy side bangs once again blocked her vision.

The heart is beating strongly.

Covering the newborn heart in the right chest.

After taking a breath, Xian Juan Gan dared to deal with the watch only when he had two hearts.

The dark green watch is being disassembled.

The square external stabilizer screen with a triangular hourglass icon was removed in an orderly manner, revealing the three claw marks hidden under the dark green watch lens...

In the depression of the first mistake, Xianjuan Gan made the second mistake.

Under the inducement of the second mistake, the third mistake was born out of the destruction of Xianjuan Liver.

And to save the citizens of Kumamoto who were destroyed by the third mistake.

Use the replica mirror's string coil liver to intercept the fourth error.

Then he awakened a power he shouldn't have...

Made a huge mistake.

The hatch opened, spewing out white mist.

The inspection report was very successful, so successful that Xianjuan Gan almost doubted that he had really conquered this watch.

Xian Juan Gan once again looked at himself in the refractor of the transparent cabin with a gloomy expression.

The Matrix Core was once again re-encumbered with a lowly Antitrix accessory, disguised as a watch.

The dark green watch with white stripes on his wrist looked normal.

He pressed a button on it using the correct method of using the new watch, which Yazi and the others didn't know.

The movement dial rises again.

A circle of turntable projection cursors appeared above it.

Goto Ichiri's avatar icon... no, the gray offline mechanical locust icon indicated that it was String Liver, the only one among a million options that could dare to function normally with the external gene intake.

Getting up and running is at least an improvement.

Even though I won't be able to use it in this lifetime.

Xianjuan Gan took a breath and came down from the medical cabin in the master bedroom of the Ichinose mansion. Although he had just undergone a human body dissection, he was still weak and tried eagerly to continue studying the big plan in the basement.

There was still some time until dinner at the Toyama family's house. Then he could devote himself to...

I haven't even reached the door to the living room.

The walls were covered with densely packed high-standard firearms, ready to face the invaders.

Countless beam weapons were aimed at him.

The intruders, who had undergone emergency medical treatment and whose current genetic similarity to humans was not as close as that of a banana and who had undergone informal genetic modification, might be their creators, had better get out of the house now.

As an alien currently possessing two hearts [reverting to normal human form in three hours], Xian Juangan, having regained his intelligence, suddenly realized that his previous intelligence of 5 had misjudged his own genetically certified acuity, and how foolishly he had chosen to inject the amber liquid for emergency use...

……

At the Toyama residence, Toyama Asuka opened the door for Genmaki Gan.

She looked at the man with an expression of accustomed to it, as he was covered in black smoke and smelled of burning. A non-functional gun with smoking muzzle hung on the side of his waist, and his right hand was dislocated and twisted in the direction it shouldn't be.

I looked at the mysterious little cube creature on the ground carrying a fruit basket.

"Nissan, have your AIs rebelled again?"

"It's because they didn't rebel this time that I can't do anything to them," Xian Juangan retorted seriously. While he was saying this, he was still straightening his leg which was broken by jumping off the building.

He was actually more afraid that if he continued to fight, the Ichinose Mansion would transform into a giant mechanical Gundam or something right in front of him.

Can't you, as a young kid, cause yourself less trouble?

Xian Juangan, a freshman in high school, scolded his fifth-grade self in this way.

……

In Toyama's living room,

Eat the bitter grapefruit pieces due to ingredients such as naringin with a bamboo stick.

Xianjuan Gan easily watched the progress of his family members' field scientific research on the remote office terminal equipment moved by his family members.

The progress was unexpectedly fast, and several projects were much faster than if he had worked alone.

There is no need to rush back today.

Xianjuan Gan tried to relieve his anxious mood in this way.

The only relative who was still with him was jumping around and making a bed on the sofa in the living room.

Xianjuan Gan used up his security certification in the previous battle.

My sixth-grade self, paranoid, programmed a computer program to prevent a parallel world or timeline's String Liver from hunting me. (It never happens.)

Let the current Xian Juan liver, even if the time limit is up and he turns back into a human, he can't go back tonight.

It can be cracked, but it's not necessary.

Toyama Kasumi hasn't returned yet; she's probably at Ichigaya Arisaki's house again. She feels like she's having a carefree life like this, which is quite nice.

During this time, Ms. Kaori Toyama hinted to him that he didn't actually need to use the sofa to make the bed, but he chose to pretend not to hear.

As usual, Toyama Asuka was watching TV on the side.

"Nissan, did Sister Yumei tell you what happened in Xiaodeng?"

Holding the cantaloupe from the fruit bowl in her mouth, Toyama Asuka asked casually.

"Who's in the lamp?"