I have bound two systems.

How could she not be experienced? After two consecutive dreams and two consecutive lives, it would be unreasonable if her writing skills in all aspects did not improve.

The same is true for illustrations. Eriri originally came from a book drawing background. Although she has temporarily changed to be responsible for illustrations for Kasumigaoka light novels, her basic professional qualities are still there. Although she consciously restrains herself, the characters she draws still show a natural and charming sense of temptation.

The book suddenly became a big hit, and the popularity of the female characters in the book suddenly soared. In the past few days, some people even started to create indescribable colors for them. She deserves credit for this.

Therefore, taking advantage of this great trend, the people at the library smelled a business opportunity and immediately launched a novel signing event, with the original author and illustrator attending together.

Since there is money to be made, Kasumigaoka and Eriri would naturally not refuse, but they would probably be very busy in the next period of time.

"What time will we leave tomorrow?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha asked while gently rubbing Suzumiya Chisato's head.

As Kasumigaoka was with him almost every day, he naturally knew what he had been busy with recently.

Although she was not interested in the so-called music festival, she could not help but care since important people were involved.

"Get up a little earlier, around six, and try to meet them at the store at seven."

Suzumiya Chisato answered with her eyes closed.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"I am just an attendant, helping to carry bags. I am not the one who will actually perform on stage."

"In that case, why don't you come with me to the autograph session? I'm also in need of a bag-carrying assistant. I'm sure Eriri will be very happy to see you here."

"The library has assigned you a temporary assistant, right? Besides, they are not like Shiyu. If no one is watching them, who knows what kind of trouble will happen."

"You will say nice things."

"This is true. In my eyes, Shiyu has always been a representative of independent and strong women."

Kasumigaoka curled up the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, no matter how much you praise me, I won't let you succeed tonight."

"..."

Suzumiya Chisato slowly opened her eyes and met her smiling eyes.

"Why are you suddenly silent?"

"No, it's just that you suddenly emphasized that it's not possible, which made me quite concerned. How does that saying go? Oh, right, what you can't get will always make you restless."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's hand stopped, and Suzumiya Chisato was touching her ankle.

She was a little panicked. This shouldn't be the case.

"Stop making trouble. We already agreed that we have something important to do tomorrow. Tonight...can't!"

Chisato Suzumiya sat up, changed the position of her hands to perform the action, and pressed her body against her skin as smooth as porcelain.

"I swear I will control myself and will never let Shiyu's autograph session be affected by this..."

"Hey, wait a minute... wait a minute... um—"

There was no time to wait for Kasumigaoka, who had a complaining look on her face, to say anything forceful in rejection.

The soft touch reached Chisato Suzumiya's face through the cotton pajamas.

Knowing that Shiyu would be shy at first, he chose to turn off the desk lamp.

The time that followed was not as intense as before, but rather warm. Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to be still asleep, and kept making coquettish murmurs that lasted for a long time.

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Saturday, June 11th.

It’s a little after six in the morning.

"Okay, I'm leaving now, don't sleep too late."

"Well, let's go...be careful on the road."

Chisato Suzumiya possessed the head of the bed. Kasumigaoka Utaha tried desperately to turn her head away because she hadn't brushed her teeth yet, but he succeeded in the end.

"Today's Shiyu is strawberry flavored."

"You're an idiot."

Kasumigaoka stretched out her hand and ruffled his hair hard.

Last night, Suzumiya Chisato fulfilled her promise and really just stopped at the right time, stopping when Kasumigaoka's physical strength was on the verge of overload. This made her not as tired as before, but just in a state of slight fatigue. Now after a night's sleep, she has just recovered.

But this guy, when did he learn that trick, sticking his head under the quilt or something...

Thinking back now, I still feel shy, but I cannot deny that it was really comfortable. I kind of want to do it again...

Chisato Suzumiya did not indulge too much in the warm contact in the morning, and left home after the good morning kiss.

I ran into my neighbor Yukinoshita Yukino who was going out at the same time.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and then looked away almost at the same time.

As they sat in the elevator going down, there was silence between the two of them, and no one spoke.

After leaving the apartment building, the two walked separately. Suzumiya Chisato breathed in the fresh air outside and stretched contentedly.

Today's weather is just like his mood, with plenty of sunshine, but the temperature is also relatively high.

The hat that Isshiki Caiyu had given her before actually showed its use at this moment, and it could somewhat block the sunlight and prevent dizziness.

As originally planned, we arrived at the Fanxing store at around seven o'clock.

The store door was already open, so he walked right in.

Ijichi Xingge was lying drowsily in front of the bar. Because she bent over, the back half of her T-shirt was slightly pulled up, revealing her skin around her waist.

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I didn't expect that the cold-blooded store manager actually has such a girlish side. This is quite rare nowadays.

For a moment, Suzumiya Chisato wondered if she was the protagonist in a comedy light novel. The benefits kept coming one after another.

Last night it was Yamada Ryo, this morning it was the store manager, who will it be next?

"Wake up, Manager."

Chisato Suzumiya deliberately greeted loudly, waking up Ichichi Hoshika.

She raised her head with a tired look on her face, and her half-open eyes looked a little lifeless.

Honestly, after getting used to her usual expressionless look, she still looks pretty cute now.

It seemed like I was going to reach out and rub her face, but I would definitely be hit back with an iron fist afterwards, so I better forget it.

Suzumiya Chisato held back her laughter, walked to the bar, took out a bottle of carbonated drink, unscrewed it and handed it to her.

"Now that you're up, don't sleep any more. We can set off once everyone is together."

"call--"

Ichichi Xingge took a sip of the drink and sobered up a little.

"Is it really okay for you to drive us like this?"

Chisato Suzumiya looked at the store manager's condition and couldn't help but worry.

"You really listened and didn't drink last night, right?"

Ichichi Xingge rolled her eyes at him.

"Who are you looking down on, little brat? Today is my most important sister's performance on stage. Do you think I won't take it seriously?"

"But your current state is indeed very suspicious."

"It's just that I haven't gotten up so early like today in several years. My biological clock is protesting against me now. Just give me some time to suppress it."

"...Thank you for your hard work."

Suzumiya Chisato looked around the store. The agreed meeting time was eight o'clock, so it was understandable that others had not arrived yet, but why didn't she see Hong Xia?

As the captain of the band, she was so excited the night before, there was no reason for her to stay awake now.

Ichichi Hoshika knew what Suzumiya Chisato was thinking and explained,

"She went out to buy us breakfast. Considering that it was inconvenient to eat at the festival, she bought lunch as well."

"I see. But why don't you let me do this kind of thing when I get there? She still has a performance later, so she needs to conserve her energy."

"That's what I said, but that idiot didn't care at all and just ran out like that. It seems like he has enough energy, so you don't have to worry."

Ijichi Xingge gradually stopped feeling sleepy during the chat. She stood up, raised her hands above her head, stretched herself, and her shirt was pulled up again.

Well, the view just now was from the back, and now it’s complete with the view from the front.

There are even small bow ribbons. The store manager is really a person who can’t be judged by appearance. There is a lovely girl living in her heart.

"Okay, since you're here, let's not wait for them. Let's get started. I'll go to the parking lot and drive the van over. You go to the karaoke room and get the instruments out. We'll set off as soon as everyone is here."

"kindness."

Suzumiya Chisato nodded, this was his job.

Before Ijichi Xingge offered to help, his original idea was to transport all the musical instruments over the night before the music festival, and in fact many people did so.

But since there is someone to help drive, it is still possible to prepare for this early in the morning.

As long as nothing unexpected happens.

When Suzumiya Chisato was moving Nijigasaki's drum out, Yamada, who carelessly posted a photo of himself last night, was caught off guard.

This guy also looked like he hadn't slept well and was yawning all the time. After coming and saying hello, he lay down directly on the sofa in the karaoke room.

Then it was Goto Ichiri who arrived. As soon as she arrived, she wanted to help Suzumiya Chisato, but gave up after being repeatedly rejected.

Finally, Ijichi Hinikaka and Kita Ikuyo came into the store together, talking and laughing.

In this way, everyone is gathered.

After a simple breakfast in the store, everyone got on the bus.

Target, the festival venue, Yoyogi Daiichi Gymnasium!

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Chapter 6: No time to explain, get in the car!

The First Gymnasium is located in Yoyogi Park, covering an area of ​​approximately 91 hectares.

This stadium was built for the Olympic Games. In recent years, countless singers and groups have held concerts here. It is no surprise that a music festival with a huge turnout would be held here.

Although Yidizhi Xingge was yawning early in the morning, as if I didn't sleep well, the car was driving very steadily, which was incredible.

Thank God the road was smooth without any traffic jams, and we arrived at the music festival smoothly.

After parking the car, everyone worked together to move the musical instruments to the designated location.

There were a lot of people at the music festival. Before it officially started, people of all kinds gathered here, laughing and talking to each other, and it was very lively.

There were also many staff members wearing headsets on the scene, walking around to offer help while trying their best to maintain order and safety.

Everything seemed harmonious, but the accident that Chisato Suzumiya had worried about still happened.

They had arrived at the venue in advance and followed the staff's instructions to rest and wait in the backstage area of ​​a stage. They had also brought all the musical instruments with them, so everything was ready.

The problem lies at the most critical point.

"cough--"

Kita Ikuyo covered her mouth with her hands, turned her face to the other side and coughed softly.

Chisato Suzumiya looked at this scene and narrowed her eyes in worry.

In the morning when the stars gathered, he discovered that there was something subtle and unnatural about the other party.

Although Kita Ikuyo herself tried her best to cover it up, such an obvious condition obviously could not be hidden from others.

On the way here in the car, the other members of the band noticed that she seemed to have a small cold because of her occasional coughing.

After being asked directly, Kita Ikuyo realized that she could no longer conceal the truth, so she apologized again and again, and repeatedly assured that she was in good condition and would definitely not delay the performance at the music festival, and would not let everyone's efforts over the past few days go to waste.

However, the promise she made under such circumstances still makes people feel somewhat uneasy.

But everyone was very considerate and didn't show it.

Everyone who ended the band was a good kid. They were more worried about their teammates’ health than whether the performance at the music festival went smoothly.