For the peace of the Lonely Band, please sacrifice yourself!

Kita Ikuyo wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Hey, is everyone here?" Hongxia pulled the sleepy Yamada Ryo out from behind the door, pulled him to a chair, then clapped her hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Ahem~" Ijichi Hongxia cleared her throat and said seriously: "We finally recruited enough members, and I want to make us more like a band first." The girl took out the sketchbook and opened the first page.

"I see...I see." Goto Ichiri nodded, not knowing why.

"Um...Normally, after forming a band, the first thing to do should be training, right?"

Mochizuki Saku looked at the very similar scene in front of him and couldn't help but think of the famous "Afternoon Tea Club" in Sakuragaoka Girls' High School.

Kotobuki Tsumugi: Let’s not talk about anything else, let’s have some tea first~

Looks like, very much like, how can they be so similar?!

"Ah, I know that hard work is the most important thing, but we can't just practice all day long. I think more communication is also necessary."

I don't know why, but when Hongxia said this, she kept secretly looking at Kita and Ichiri. Could it be that she saw that Kita had been practicing too hard recently and had to treat Ichiri's social panic disorder, so she wanted to let them both relax?

Wang Yueshuo drank a sip of mineral water and looked at Hongxia thoughtfully.

This captain is very competent.

"Start with the simplest surface work first."

"It's just like imitating popular makeup. You'll get good at it after learning it."

"Yes, yes, that's it."

Hong Xia nodded in agreement, took out a few cable ties from her pocket, and said with a smile:

“So I tried making band merchandise first!”

After that, she took out a red cable tie and tied it on her hand, "Look, this is the support item - the bracelet of the End (Cable Tie) Band!"

"It's even simpler than I thought..." Mochizuki Saku said with his eyes half closed, "It's just a bandage tied around the hand!!!"

"Yes, but it's cute, right? I have many more colors here~" Hongxia put the blue, yellow, pink and black cable ties in her hand on the table.

"...You call this peripheral?"

Wang Yueshuo kept overlapping the straps, and finally folded them into a small square of 1 square centimeter. He expressed great doubts in his little head.

"...The price can be set at 500 yen." Liang tied the blue one to his hand, thought for two seconds and added: "The special version with exclusive signature can be sold for 650 yen."

"Robbery, huh?" Mochizuki Saku said speechlessly, holding up his face. "Then why don't you set up a fan reward system? For example, if you spend 1980 yen, you will get a handshake coupon and a gift. If you spend 3280 yen, you will get a signed gift and a greeting card from your favorite band member..."

"That makes sense!" Yamada Ryo's greedy eyes lit up again, "As expected of Mochizuki, it's even deeper than I thought."

"hehe....."

"Who else has thought of other ideas to improve the band's style?" Perhaps Hong Xia also found that the prices of these peripheral gifts were unreasonable, so she quickly stopped Liang and Shuo from continuing to discuss the evil money-making plan.

"I say... didn't you create band accounts on YouTube and Line a few days ago?" Mochizuki Saku opened his phone, flipped through the band's official accounts, and suggested: "Take some daily photos, post some daily rehearsal videos, or record the live performance at the next performance. These can help you attract fame on the Internet, right?"

"For example, Kita-san, her personal account has almost 1 followers."

"Yes, then if you want to operate the [Photo Wall] account, leave it to me." Kita raised his hand and recommended himself.

"Great, then I'll appoint you as the Minister of Social Networks!"

Mochizuki Saku:? So you guys are into role-playing?

"I really envy you guys who can confidently express your passion for the Yangjiao." The boy sighed.

"...What does Yangjiao mean? I have no idea~" Kita's eyes gradually became dangerous.

"Now that we have a social networking account, let's also put the plan of establishing a fan club on the agenda."

"No, no, no, that's too far away."

"The annual membership fee is 10,000 yen!" Yamada Ryo raised his hand.

"No, you also want to find a way to make money everywhere, right..." Wang Yueshuo was surprised.

"The benefits of membership are that you can attend the handshake meeting, plus have a takoyaki party with the band members once a year. You bring your own ingredients. What do you think?"

"...Do we have to save even the cost of food?" Ichiri's worldview is suffering a serious attack from chaotic evil.

"Goto-san, do you have any ideas?" Kita blinked her sparkling eyes and looked at the pink girl next to her.

"Um...I...I..."

"Yili doesn't need to give any advice. After all, she still has the important task of writing lyrics for original songs. From my personal experience, writing lyrics is just like killing brain cells maliciously."

Wang Yueshuo recalled the miserable experience of being locked up in a small dark room by the drummer captain and bassist in his previous life, and couldn't help but sighed worriedly.

“Eh——?”

Goto Ichiri seemed to have just woken up from a dream and was stunned.

"Didn't we decide on it before? Liang will compose the music and Xiao Gudu will write the lyrics." Hongxia looked at Yili expectantly and smiled.

"By the way, are you already writing Liang's song?" Kita asked curiously.

"Not yet. I'll write when I get inspiration." Liang shook his head and picked up a pencil to draw on the notebook nonchalantly.

I'm doing it, I'm doing it, it means creating a new folder.JPG

"I'm suddenly worried about the future of this band." For no reason, Mochizuki Saku had this thought. He turned his head to look at Goto Ichisato who was in a state of empty confusion and laughed.

"Ichiri, if you have any questions, you can ask me." He combed Goto Ichiri's long pink hair gently as if he was stroking a well-behaved kitten.

Chapter 2: Yamada Ryo's past and band promotional photos (Added 12/)

"Liang, our performance was obviously a great success, why don't you look very happy?" The young girl sat down happily next to the girl like a young bird.

"Are you satisfied with the lyrics?" Yamada Ryo lowered his eyes.

"Eh? I'm very satisfied! Look..." The girl hesitated for two seconds and forced a smile.

"But I think you're just forcing yourself to use popular lyrics. The lyrics you wrote before were not like this."

"....Liang, what do you mean? We are popular, we have received more feedback from the audience, we are successful, isn't that good? Why are you so obsessed with this lyric?"

The girl didn't understand. She didn't understand Yamada Ryo's thoughts, so she looked at the indifferent and even ridiculous blue girl and her voice became more and more intense.

"I can't see your thoughts or ideas in the lyrics. You just blindly agree and cater to others. Your personality has disappeared." Yamada Ryo originally wanted to tell the girl that rock bands don't have to cater to others. The most important thing is to do what they want to do and sing the songs they want to sing.

However, the girl's cold voice, which sounded like a sermon, became the fuse that completely ignited the girl's anger.

"...Tsk, if you don't want to perform, just quit the band and stop being so high and mighty here!"

"What's wrong with catering to the audience? What's wrong with that? They like lyrics like this!"

"It's better to be popular than to be ignored!"

"Think about it carefully. If it really doesn't work, you'd better leave. Our dilapidated temple can't accommodate a big Buddha like you." The girl sneered, looked at the girl who had a different path and pursuit from her, and said the last sentence.

"Okay then, I'm quitting the band."

.......

Yamada Ryo rubbed his dizzy head and slowly climbed up from the cold porcelain table.

Did you have a nightmare? Forget it, it's all in the past.

Liang sighed, picked up the boiled water in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.

As she moved, the black windbreaker draped over the girl's back fell to the ground.

"Is this... Wangyue's?" Liang picked up the black windbreaker, looked at it for a few seconds, and confirmed who the owner of the clothes was.

But it's true. Except for the male Wang Yueshuo, all the people in Fanxing are girls. You can figure out whose windbreaker it is just by thinking.

"What a shame~" Yamada Ryo chuckled, got down from the high chair, pushed open the door of the hall, looked around, didn't see the familiar figure, so he asked Kita who was working at the bar:

"Where's Mochizuki?"

"Senior said he had something very urgent to deal with, so he left. What does Senior Liang want to talk to him about?" Kita tilted his head curiously.

"It's okay, his coat was just left inside." Yamada Ryo shook his head.

"Okay then. By the way, Senior Liang, Senior Hongxia said that you should go find her when you wake up. We are going to go out to shoot the exterior scenes and promotional photos." Kita waved his hand and reminded.

"Yeah, okay, I'll go find her."

Yamada Ryo nodded and was about to go up the stairs, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a brown mango box shaking from side to side.

The girl moved closer and eavesdropped through the box.

"Hey, I will definitely write band-style lyrics that will definitely be a big hit!"

"Style..."

The cold beauty with short blue hair narrowed her eyes, thinking of the nightmare she had just had. Her sharp nails hurt her palms, leaving deep red marks.

“But… it’s so hard to write. I can’t think of a single word!!!”

"Ah, I'm giving up! Hehehe, a band parasite like me doesn't deserve to live in this world! I'm going to explode! Beng~"

Yamada Ryo: ...

The girl suddenly felt that Yili would not follow the same path as her last band. Listening to the girl hiding in the box and going crazy, she couldn't help laughing.

"Come on, Ichiri."

She whispered encouragement, patted the cardboard box, and left without looking back.

.......

"Do you want... do you want to go outside to take some pictures?" When Goto heard that they were going out to take some pictures, his face instantly turned pale and he raised his hand tremblingly to ask the question.

"It costs money to go to a photo studio. We can't afford it." Hong Xia crossed her hands, made an "X" sign, and explained helplessly.

I actually have to take photos on the streets of Shimokita. It’s too difficult for a loner like me!

"If all else fails, we can go to Fanxing to take photos, like the group photo we took at noon." Hong Xia spread her hands, "But it's really important for promotional photos to show the style of the band, the characteristics of the members and other information."

“Then you have to shoot it carefully!”

The sun is shining today, the wind is gentle, and the air is not too hot, making me feel refreshed.

The dazzling light shone through the rustling leaves and was chopped into small pieces. Stepping onto the mossy stone steps, the band ended the band's performance at the suggestion of Ryo Yamada and chose a street with few people but rich band history.

The shadows of the trees are mottled, and some dilapidated houses are covered with thick dust. In the dark and damp places, the climbing ivy has replaced the band's performance posters and become a new parasite on the wall.

The worn poster, ravaged by time, has taken on a light yellowish-brown color, a filter full of memories.

The sky is an inverted green sea, and the clouds are a rolling dream. Yamada Ryo leaned against the railing, casting his eyes on the endless fields. The cicadas seemed to urge the girls to move on and not to linger in this "ruin" that seemed to be superimposed between two eras.

But to some extent, Yamada Ryo, who is extremely sensitive to emotions, likes nothing more than wandering around this romantic old place and digging out the mysteries buried deep within.

It is the nature of an artist to feel sad about the passing of time, and the girl who often calls herself an artist is no exception. She gently touched the old gray and yellow poster of Guns N' Roses and couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic.

"Kacha kacha——"

Kita took out his camera and took a picture, preserving this beautiful and sad picture of a young girl in his photo album forever. "Senior Liang is indeed a natural for this kind of low-key and petty-bourgeois scene."

She looked down at the design of the photo in the camera and was amazed. The blue-haired girl and the old street of the "old times" were integrated, separated, and analyzed to reconstruct a new flavor with unique charm.

"Ryo-senpai is indeed a well-known figure in the girls' group." Kita sighed.

Thinking back to the time when she was confused by Senior Liang’s handsomeness, she impulsively joined the band. Thinking of this, she suddenly waved to Hong Xia:

"Senior Hongxia, may I ask what the promotional poster for the band will look like after I escape?"

"Ahaha...since Kita ran away, I had to use Photoshop to paste your photo." Hongxia smiled awkwardly.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! Please don't let me see this!"

Kita-san was in tears.

ps: The update has come to chapter 12, and the pressure is coming to me QAQ......

Chapter 4 End of the band's promotional photo (k

Ryo Yamada stood in front of a coffee and bookstore with a sign saying "Closed". His hands were constantly rummaging in and out of his pockets, trouser pockets, and inner pockets. His cold expression became more solemn, and his two delicate eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"That's strange. I remember taking the key with me when I went out." Unable to find the key, Yamada Ryo supported his chin and sighed.

"Is this store owned by Senior Liang?" Kita blinked her beautiful eyes and asked curiously.