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

“Is it possible that I worked hard before, so now I can enjoy it a little bit?”

"Before? I've never seen you study hard, burning the midnight oil, or reading by candlelight."

"Do you have to work so hard?" Wang Yueshuo was shocked.

“That’s what we call hard work~”

"Oh, then you obviously want me to die!"

Wang Yueshuo gave up explaining and went to his death calmly.

"Hehe, now I have nothing to say."

Akiyama Mio was arrogant and humming.

"I heard that Wei-chan and Azi-nyan have signed up for the 32nd Entertainment Convention at the shopping street tomorrow?"

Mochizuki Saku grabbed the girl into his arms with amusement, and pulled her little face which still had a bit of baby fat amid Mio's surprised screams.

"Mmmmm...ah, yes."

The girl's voice sounded a little unclear because her face was pinched.

Akiyama Mio raised her head, looked at the strands of hair hanging down on Mochizuki Saku's forehead, and smiled faintly.

"Her schedule is quite busy. Can Dai Wei's single-threaded brain handle it? Will she forget everything she learned after the performance?"

"Don't underestimate her..." Akiyama Mio was speechless.

As soon as they finished speaking, they heard a singing voice with a strange accent.

"Hooaaaah~Time~?"

"Pfft - what is this, a light folk song version?"

Wang Yueshuo couldn't hold it in anymore and burst into laughter at the strange song.

Akiyama Mio: ???

His deep eyes darkened instantly, and his deep and gloomy gaze followed the singing to the two beautiful JKs holding electric guitars in their arms on the river bank.

It turned out to be the two of them!

Are the two of them here to practice?

"It sounds like you're still a long way from being a folk song." Mochizuki Saku commented as he watched Nakano Azusa shaking his body, using his body as the axis to exert force in an attempt to express the flavor of a folk song.

"Azi is not very good at singing." Akiyama Mio added.

"Oh, that's how it is. That's right. After all, not everyone is a freak like Wei who is born with a natural sense of music." Wang Yueshuo nodded in approval, then suddenly opened his mouth wide.

His dull eyes fell on Hirasawa Yui, who was singing a folk song with her eyes closed and candles taken out from somewhere, and he cried out in surprise:

"She also knows the folk songs of Fuji Prefecture?!"

ps: I had a fever last night, and my head felt dizzy and heavy. I felt bored even when typing, so I didn’t update.

I am so sorry.

Chapter 93: Come back if you can

"In some ways, she really is a musical genius."

Wang Yueshuo slipped out from under the parasol and headed towards the riverbank, shouting loudly and waving his arms.

"Ah, Saku and Mio-chan, oh~"

Hearing Mochizuki's voice, Hirasawa Yui turned her head, still with that silly smile on her face. She tiptoed cutely and waved in the same greeting.

"You are here too, hum, are you attracted by our singing?"

The brown-haired girl raised her face proudly, like a child waiting for their praise.

The girl's feet, wrapped in black over-the-knee socks and black leather boots, rose and fell. Her white and tender thighs, which looked extremely plump, were held in place by the stockings, making them particularly eye-catching. The dark green pleated skirt was slightly lifted by the breeze, and the black safety pants inside the skirt could be vaguely seen.

Tsk, safety pants are indeed the most useless invention in human history!

Nakano Azusa greeted him in a somewhat flustered manner.

The girl with twin ponytails subconsciously took two steps back the moment Mochizuki Saku spoke, glanced at Hirasawa Yui who was asking for praise, muttered something under her breath, and grabbed the hem of her skirt that was blown up by the wind with her fingers.

Even if it's Senior Mochizuki, Senior Wei should have been more careful!

Ah, I understand how You feels.

Like a mother worried about her child, Nakano Azusa sighed softly and covered her forehead with her hands in worry.

"Hey, do you want some potato and meat croquettes?" Dai Wei scratched his head, quickly picked up a bag of snacks from the stone steps next to him, and handed it in the direction of Wang Yueshuo and the others.

"Potatoes + meat filling + cola + pancakes?" Wang Yueshuo was stunned. He took the paper bag in confusion, blinked his eyes, opened the bag and looked inside curiously.

"Trivia: There's no Coke in it. It's just potato pancakes."

Akiyama Mio explained carefully.

"I see." Wang Yueshuo suddenly realized that this was the same as there being no wife in wife cakes and no fish in fish-flavored pork shreds.

"This is what my neighbor's grandmother gave me just now QWQ."

"My grandmother is such a nice person..."

Wang Yueshuo took out four from the paper bag and shared them with everyone, then picked up his own portion. The brown potato pancakes were fried until the crust was crispy and the aroma made him salivate. He took a bite and the delicious and juicy gravy instantly flowed in his mouth.

The meat is delicious, the potatoes are tender and smooth, and the combination of softness and toughness creates an indescribable beauty. The taste cells on the tip of the tongue are instantly stimulated, making Wangyue's taste buds comfortable and satisfied.

Beautiful...delicious!

"Yeah, grandma's okonomiyaki rice and Inari sushi are also delicious." Hirasawa Yui responded with a smile.

"Now, I have to work hard." Nakano Azusa lowered his head, savored the delicious potato pancakes in small bites, and cheered himself up.

"We must do our best at tomorrow's performance!"

The clear river water was like a mirror, reflecting the blue sky, green mountains, green waters, and the people on the shore. There were only some gentle ripples on the river surface, as if a singing girl was gently singing a touching tune.

The fluctuating light is like tens of thousands of golden butterflies dancing, sometimes bright and sometimes dim. The quiet sun shadow, against the backdrop of the light butterflies, seems like a jade disk sunk into the water, emitting a soft and warm light.

"By the way, what's the name of your team?" After finishing his potato pancake, Mochizuki Saku took the tissue handed to him by Akiyama Mio, wiped his mouth, and asked curiously while turning his head.

"Tea party after school?" Nakano Azusa hesitated for two seconds.

"Senior and junior!" Hirasawa Yui said without hesitation.

"This...there's no need to emphasize it." Azimiao reminded silently.

"What about [Wei and Azusa]?"

"It sounds like I'm Senior Wei's pet." A Zi Miao rolled her eyes at her and complained.

"Then why not just call her [Weizi]?" Akiyama Mio made the appropriate suggestion.

"Good idea!" Hirasawa Yui woke up as if from a dream, his eyes lit up, his left fist knocked on his right palm, then he put his big hand around Nakano Azusa's neck, stretched out his palm towards the bright and dazzling sunlight, slowly clenched it, and said in a sonorous and powerful voice:

"Then let's call him [Wei Zi]!"

“It’s much more European and American~”

Mochizuki Saku applauded and congratulated the two girls for finally forming a team on the last day before the performance.

"Senior Mochizuki, we have to continue training." Nakano Azusa escaped from Hirasawa Yui's arms, secretly glanced at Mio who was watching, and said seriously to Mochizuki Saku.

Wangyue nodded and said goodbye with a smile: "Then we won't bother you anymore. Good luck to you guys. I will also go to the performance tomorrow."

"I hope I won't disappoint Senior Mochizuki."

After waving goodbye to Weizi, Mochizuki Saku and Akiyama Mio took a leisurely stroll along the river bank.

An unknown white bird flapped its wings and flew over from the opposite bank, gliding low over the golden river surface and landing on the table lamp on the river bank. Its cry became brighter and more melodious, disturbing the tranquility.

Wang Yueshuo's sight followed the flying birds to the river bank. On the tree-lined avenue where dappled sunlight was sprinkled, a young boy and a young girl in sportswear were strolling around pushing their bicycles, their laughter getting louder and louder as they got closer.

The wind chimes on the bicycle make clear and pleasant sounds, like a pure symphony.

The leaping of simple notes becomes clearer and louder in this quiet environment.

The surface of the river was shimmering with a faint light, like a lazy girl covered with a layer of gauze. Because the sunlight was too dazzling, her slender and picturesque eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her beautiful eyes were gently squinted under her crow-feather-like eyelashes.

......

......

"Shall we go sit in a park for a while?"

After walking around for most of the day, Akiyama Mio was a little tired, so she readily agreed to Saku's proposal.

The closest park to here is a park called Misuien located in Shinjuku. It is less than 2 kilometers away from the river where they are, which is perfect for a rest.

We took the tram and arrived at Yushuien Park at exactly 4:32 in the afternoon.

As soon as they entered, they saw a female guitarist sitting on the street. She looked to be 22 or 23 years old, with long burgundy-dyed hair.

In her arms she held a sunset-colored electric guitar that matched her hair, and her knuckle-jointed fingers slid the pick across the six strings.

Akiyama Mio and Mochizuki Saku each occupied a spot on the only two swings in the park, holding the swing chains with both hands, with women's singing echoing in their ears.

"Home is a gift

満たされてたいの

できれば君にちょっと

......."

Perhaps because of the lyrics, the female guitarist's singing was deliberately suppressed, and the clear original sound became slightly hoarse, as if she was drowning in the wind and breathing water, with a soft feeling of being drunk, or as if she was waking up and complaining with a dry throat.

She performed the lyrics very well, and Akiyama Mio's face turned red unconsciously while listening to them. Mochizuki Saku looked at the girl's inexplicably hazy eyes, and his heart beat a little faster.

After a long time, the song ended. The female guitarist picked up her guitar and bowed slightly to the audience.

"Thank you all for your presence—"

ps: Finally caught up!

Chapter Ninety-Four Xia Feng Talks about the Past (4k) Please comment and read on!

"Do you perform here often?" Akiyama Mio walked up to the woman and started chatting.

"No, I'm just going out to collect folk songs during the holidays." The woman with wavy wine-red hair answered the girl's doubts while putting the guitar into the guitar case and continued:

"This is actually my first time here. I usually hang out in Ueno Park, but today I came out to collect some scenery. I happened to see the nice scenery here, so I stayed a little longer. I was in the mood for the beautiful scenery, and someone happened to request a song, so I sang."

She waved to the girl who was about to hand her money to order the song, indicating that it was free and there was no need to pay.

Come with excitement and leave with satisfaction...

It's really artistic. In my previous life, my dream in high school was to be a traveling musician. Unfortunately, I was tricked into joining a band by a jerk drummer.

"Caifeng? Sister, are you a student at the music school?"

"Yes, I'm from Tokyo University of the Arts. I was planning to take some time off today, but I was dragged out by a keyboard player who was overly enthusiastic and asked to perform on the street. Not long after I arrived, he was called away by the instructor again, leaving me sitting here all alone."

The woman with burgundy hair complained about her companion's incompetence, but there was no trace of blame on her face.

"So, big sister is also playing in a band?"

"Yeah, little sister, are you the same?"

"Yes, yes, I formed a girl band with my friends in the club." Akiyama Mio nodded.

"That's great. A band in high school. Oh my, I'm suddenly a little envious. High school in my hometown doesn't allow club activities at all." The woman muttered.

"What a shame! Big sister is such an amazing guitar player!"

"Ahaha, it's okay. Actually, I majored in fine arts and learned guitar halfway through. And it was mainly because of my family... No, the keyboard player in my band taught me well. He is not only good at playing the piano, but also one of the best at playing guitar."

"How awesome!"

"Yeah, yeah, let me tell you..."

The topic inevitably fell on the "keyboard player" again. The wine-red-haired art department sister talked endlessly about her and her story.

Listening to what she said, Wang Yueshuo also thought of the guy beside him who was always full of drive and vigor.

The big boy who once put his arm around his shoulders, his eyes shining, his thumb pointing to the sky, and boasted that he wanted to make great plans and realize his dream of forming a band dynasty.