Why play in a band if you don't form one for life?

why?

She doesn't understand Xiaoguang.

Is the light point that left the group really Xiaoguang? Even if it is, is it really her own reason for leaving?

Hua Lian doesn’t know.

"How... should I know?"

The tears that did not fall in the rain finally fell drop by drop onto the isolated spot of light in the sandbox.

Shizi looked at the crying Hualian expressionlessly. She wanted to stand up, sit next to Hualian, hug her, and let her know that she was not alone. But she did not move.

"Sure enough...it can only be her." Shizi shook his head helplessly and laughed.

"Wu...what?" Hua Lian raised her face, with the tears on her face still not wiped away.

Shizi stood up: "It's nothing. I will help you, don't worry." She stood up, said nothing, patted Hualian's head, and walked out the door.

Chapter 8 Gentlemen, I like to write about daily life

After Shizi left Hualian's room, he went back to his own room.

But on the way, she met someone.

……

The next day, Shizi locked himself in his room all day and didn't see anyone.

"Shizi...what's wrong?" Yili stood at her door, hesitating and not daring to knock on the door.

"Maybe he's thinking about a new song." Liang pretended to push the door open. "It's not locked, why don't you just go in?"

Yili hurriedly tried to stop him: "No, no, no, I'm afraid I went too far yesterday..."

Click.

The door is open.

There was a pile of draft paper, metal blocks, jade slips, and scriptures on the ground. What was written on the draft paper was not music scores, but complicated patterns. Shizi was sitting among this mess of things, fiddling with something in his hands. When he heard the door open, he raised his head, with dark circles under his eyes, and gave a weak smile to the person who came over: "Hey, good morning? Or good afternoon?"

"Shizi...didn't you sleep all night?" Yili carefully walked around the debris on the ground, approached Shizi, and looked in front of her. It looked like a missile, silver-white in color, with the words "Heavenly Punishment" written in large black letters.

"It's a missile." Shizi seemed to have read Yili's thoughts. She lay back, put a layer of sponge behind her, and closed her eyes. "Tonight..."

Before she finished saying the word "An", she began to snore steadily.

"Falling asleep in seconds." Liang opened her eyes wide, and she tried to lean against the wall like Shizi did, "Pochi, late..."

Before she finished saying the word "An", she began to snore steadily.

Yili was stunned for a moment, then he tiptoed to Liang's side and poked his face: "He really fell asleep..."

She carefully carried Shizi to the bed and covered her with a blanket. Shizi slept soundly during the process. Yili looked at her sleeping face and was lost in thought.

By the time she reacted, the end of her hair had already brushed against the corner of Shizi's mouth. Shizi's warm breath blew on her face.

Yili's heart skipped a beat and he quickly shrank back, covering his face and not daring to move. His face was already red and hot, and his heart was beating without a rhythm.

"Why don't you continue?" She suddenly heard Liang's voice. She looked over and found that Liang had opened his eyes without knowing when, and was still holding a camera in his hand.

Ichiri trembled, the substance that made up his body about to break apart: "You all saw it...?"

Liang nodded and raised the camera in his hand: "Yeah, I took a picture of it."

“Haaaaaa——” The color began to fade rapidly and turned into sand——

"What-happened?" Kita's voice sounded faintly at the door.

The next moment, Liang's figure disappeared from the spot, as if he had never appeared.

The Ichiri molecules that had already dispersed into the air returned to her body as if they had encountered a crazy diamond. Kita walked in and helplessly supported Ichiri.

Yili came back to life and let out a breath: "Thank you, little Kita..." However, she saw that Kita's eyes were about to cry.

"...?" Kita asked quietly. Ichiri didn't hear it clearly.

"That's it..." Kita's face was almost blending in with his hair in color, "You know, just now... was there...?"

Yili lowered her head in embarrassment. "I... don't know." She couldn't remember anything about what happened just now. Maybe she really did something on impulse, but of course, she might not have done anything.

Shizi was still sleeping peacefully. So, it seems that she didn't do it, right? After all, if that really happened, according to the fairy tale, she should wake up, right? Ichiri tried hard to find excuses for himself.

Kita's face was getting closer and closer.

"Hey," Kita's voice was almost a whisper, "...is it okay?"

Yili trembled slightly, his eyes shifted slightly, and finally, he nodded very slightly.

She closed her eyes and waited nervously.

"Hey..." Someone's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Kita immediately separated from Ichiri and looked at the person who came.

Hua Lian squatted in the corner, hurriedly covered her uncontrollable mouth, and ran away like a flash.

"(Such a complicated relationship...)" Hua Lian's mind was confused. She had only heard about these three people before, but today she saw the actual evidence. How can I put it... As expected, it is still very complicated...

Behind her, there was a high temperature that seemed to ignite hell. She turned around and saw Kita with a violent expression she had never seen before, holding a burning sword, and slowly walking towards her step by step.

"Wow wow wow I'm sorry—" She ran away.

The shouts from behind were getting closer and closer: "Anyway, people who have already died won't die again! See for yourself, this is rock and roll!"

“Rock and roll is so scary—”

After the two ran past, Liang stepped into the charred corridor from the corner. She still had no expression on her face: "Yu Dai, rock and roll."

She stepped on the ground and made a hole.

"Wow..."

At night, with everyone watching, Shiko and Ako stood in the charred corridor, one with their arms crossed and the other with their hands on their hips, looking fierce. Hongxia stood beside them, speechless. In front of them, Karen and Kita knelt side by side on the ground.

Shizi growled in a low voice: "You, do you know how long it took me to build this corridor, Kora!"

"Kora!" Ako followed with a threatening gesture.

"No, I remember it was only one or two hours..." Hong Xia complained.

Shizi ignored her: "What are you going to use as compensation, Kora!"

"Kora!" Ako followed with a threatening gesture.

"Xiao Yazi, when did you become a follower..." Hong Xia's eyebrows twitched.

Hua Lian apologized hesitantly: "I'm... sorry..." She looked like she was about to cry again.

"Ah, Hua Lian is not wrong," Hong Xia quickly squatted down to comfort him, "Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry..."

"Are you really my mother?!" Kita looked over here in horror, then looked at Shizi unconvinced, "I'm sorry - but no one can help doing this!"

"What's the matter?" Shizi looked curious.

"It's...it's..." Kita's face turned red and he didn't dare to continue.

"What compensation are you going to use, Kora!" Shizi's voice became vicious again!

"Kora! Kora!" Yazi repeated it twice happily.

"If Mr. Wu were in my position, he would definitely do the same thing!" Kita shouted.

"I would say we are rehearsing a stage play." Shizi answered immediately.

"Huh? I'm obviously the stage girl?" Hua Lian pointed at herself.

"You were awake at that time--" Kita grabbed his face.

"No, I'm just guessing." Shizi rubbed his chin, "Is that really the case..."

"Anyway, what are you going to use as compensation, Kora!" Yazi was already impatient.

"Kora! Kora!" Shizi also made a threatening gesture.

Hong Xia suddenly turned around and said, "Is there no other place to complain about this? This conversation is full of complaints!"

"As for the role of complainer... Ichigaya-san should be considered one, right?" Saya tilted her head.

"Too bad she's still at Poppin'Party." Yukina nodded in agreement.

"Can we switch?" Hongxia grabbed the hem of Ayako's skirt, "Ayako, you know how to swap, right? Can you switch Shiko and Yousaki?"

"Huh?" Yazi was startled.

"No, Hongxia." Shizi said seriously, "This is not a joke."

"That's right." Yukina said, "The pilot of the airship..."

"If I go over there, there won't be any complaints!" Shi Zi said righteously!

There was an immediate rustling sound among the crowd of onlookers.

“There is no role for complaining—this is really a big deal.” PAREO agreed.

"Huh? Will there be any impact?" CHU? Didn't understand at all.

Pareo smiled and pointed out: "CHU? You think so, sir, because there is no one in RAS who is stupid enough to need to be complained about~"

"I'm so sorry that there are so many idiots here..." Hongxia's facial muscles twitched, and she suddenly snapped, "How long will this daily routine that has nothing to do with the main plot last? Hurry up and do some work!" She stood up and grabbed Shizi by the collar, "If you want to fix the floor, fix it now! All the onlookers can go away! All go away!"

She drove the audience away. Everyone dispersed in small groups.

Kita stood up and patted her knees: "Is there anything I can do to help?" After all, it was she who burned the corridor like this.

But Shizi shook his head: "No, I have one more thing."

"What's the matter?" Yazi asked.

Shizi nodded his chin: "It's hard to explain... I'll do it now, you all come and see."

Her gaze lingered on Hua Lian's face for a while longer.

ps: When I was writing, I felt that it was too watery, but I really couldn't stop. I don't know if you can accept this daily watering method. If you can, I will still write like this.

Chapter 9 I, Reproduction

Last night, I bumped into Yukina on the way back to my room.

"Ah, Yukina." Shiko greeted. Yukina noticed that her expression seemed not very good, but it was not to the point where she needed to be taken care of, so she just nodded and was about to leave. However, Shiko suddenly stopped her and said, "By the way, there is something I want to show you."

Shizi took out the sand table and showed it to Youkina.

Compared to Seihō, Youxi was more concerned about Poppin'Party's movement.

"When did they start moving?" She measured the distance between the six spots of light and their starting point with her fingers.

Shizi shook his head: "I don't know the exact time. But if we count from the last time I looked at the map, it's about a day."

"It's only this far in one day..." Youkina gestured on the sand table, "This is the direction of movement, even if we deduct the influence of the terrain..."

"It is estimated that in half a month, they will reach the Tower of Babel." Shizi also discovered this. She was too concerned about Shengxiang before and had not calculated it carefully.

Popipa entered this world at about the same time as Roselia and The End. If there were no special circumstances, their strength should be similar to the two bands today, or even lower, after all, the two bands have grown a lot during their journey.

Even the three bands today have only barely reached the level of previous generations of time travelers with the help of inheritance, and those predecessors could not even defeat one of the final boss's clones.

Even if Poppin' Party arrived at the Tower of Babel, it was just delivering food.

"We must stop them before they reach their destination." Youxina nodded. "If the airship goes at full speed, how long will it take to reunite with them?"

Shizi calculated in his mind: "Nine days... No, eight days, eight days is enough."

There was not much time left. Not only the Tower of Babel, but also the surrounding area of the tower was full of dangers. They had to reserve at least two or three days of space.

Do you want to leave now?

However, there is no sign of Hualian's reproduction...

Youkina looked at Shiko's face, watched her expression change, and waited quietly.

Finally, Shizi raised his head, expressionless: "One day. Within one day, if Hualian cannot be resurrected, I... will leave her here temporarily."

Yukina saw determination in her eyes and nodded slightly.

Now, Shizi smiled and took Ako, Kita, Hongxia and Karen out of the airship, and came to a flat land in the cool late autumn evening breeze.