Anime, but you can win a prize by confessing your love

The voice was the same as usual, but the trembling voice exposed her forced calmness.

Standing up, Liang suddenly felt a little dizzy. She had actually figured it out a long time ago, but she just didn't want to accept it.

After taking a few deep breaths, Liang was about to leave when Ye Mu called her.

"Do you still want to watch the performance tonight?"

"Let me think."

After saying this, the girl with short blue hair walked away, leaving only her back.

Watching her go away, Ye Mu bit his lip, feeling equally uncomfortable.

Perhaps if I said these words later, I might be able to get closer to Liang, but after careful consideration, this was the only way to be fair to her.

Gabriel and Vinate are not affected by human moral concepts and are indifferent in this regard. The important girl, Bochi, doesn't care at all. As long as Ye Mu has a place in her heart, she is already very satisfied.

But the others who ended the band are different, they are independent and autonomous individuals. No matter what, using a word like "harem" requires a certain psychological preparation. This is why Ye Mu revealed the "Harem Declaration" to them - to give them a shot of prevention.

The empty feeling didn't last long before the phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated.

【Gabriel: What happened again? 】

Good guy, you still remember to peek at me through the mind link.

Ye Mu forced a smile and typed a reply.

[Nothing, the trip to the seaside has been arranged. Let's go to Naha. There is a private villa of my store manager there. She can let us stay for two days.]

[Gabriel: Oh, the possessiveness of men. Yes, a very possessive bastard!]

This useless angel is addicted to playing the role of a female ghost.

[The time is two days next weekend, we will take a plane or a boat there next Friday]

[Gabriel: Eh? But we can fly, can't we just fly over there? ]

[It's too far, idiot! And there's a lot of luggage. Your 'God Steps' skill probably doesn't support checked luggage.]

Seeing this, Gabriel recalled the embarrassing experience of teleporting her panties to Ye Mu’s bedroom when she used the divine walk for the first time in the human world.

But if it weren't for that mistake, I'm afraid their relationship wouldn't have progressed so rapidly.

She chuckled, turned over, and finally sent a message.

[Oh, I'm so annoyed. I'll leave it to you to handle. Let your useless angel wife take a rest.]

Chapter 93: Underground idols and unknown bands

After finalizing the details of going out with Gabriel and the others, things gradually came to the evening, and Ye Mu, who had been busy for half a day, changed his clothes.

After greeting the store manager, I stood on the street at dusk holding a bag containing my clothes and tickets for an underground idol show.

I dialed Liang's number, and after a moment, a voice carrying the drowsiness of just waking up and the impatience of having its sleep disturbed came into my ear.

"It's me, Ryo, you have to watch the show tonight."

After a moment's silence, Liang replied, "Wait for me at the station," and then hung up the phone.

Listening to the beeping sound of the receiver, Ye Mu became happy instead. No matter what, Liang's willingness to keep the appointment could at least prove some of her thoughts.

After a while, he saw Liang, who was walking unsteadily, at the station.

"What happened? Why are you walking like this?"

He supported Liang's arm, and she naturally put her whole body weight on it, covering her right breast and answered.

"My heart aches because of you."

"Your hands are in the wrong place."

"You talk a lot!"

For Liang, enjoying delicious food is the second thing she enjoys most besides music.

So she didn't hesitate to take Ye Mu to a restaurant to have dinner, and then she slowly talked about their next plan.

"I'm full, I'm going home."

Liang wiped his mouth elegantly with a tissue, glanced at Ye Mu and said.

"You're dreaming. Eating my meal is like getting paid. You have to accompany me to watch the show in return."

"Oh, I met a bad guy. There's nothing I can do. I can only listen to you."

"Liang, your crying sounds so fake."

After playing around, the two of them walked towards the performance hall in silence.

After walking, taking escalators, and going around in twists and turns for a long time, they finally reached the entrance of the exhibition hall.

Although the performance had not yet started, the two curious people still secretly looked inside by watching the doors opened and closed by the audience coming in and out.

The scale of this performance hall seemed even smaller than Fanxing. The space under the stage was so compact that there were not even any seats. The lighting was dim, and it was pitch black except for the spotlights on the stage.

I took out my phone and checked the time. The performance was still half an hour away. I had nothing to do and suddenly thought of a good place to kill time.

"Let's go check out the game console over there."

Feeling Ye Mu's strange gaze, she asked back, "Is it not possible?"

"Of course, I just didn't expect Liang to be interested in this."

“Don’t treat people by stereotypes.”

Less than ten minutes after they left, they returned.

"It's a broken machine. The joystick is not as comfortable as the tremolo bar on an electric guitar."

It sounded like he was complaining to himself, but also like he was explaining something to Ye Mu.

puff.

Ye Mu couldn't help laughing.

It has to be said that Liang is like a blank sheet of paper in some ways. It was also the first time he saw this cool girl being clumsy when facing unfamiliar things.

It was a classic fighting game, The King of Fighters. However, the four buttons plus a joystick overheated the CPU. As he was playing, he went from being confused to being angry and embarrassed, and then he angrily pulled Ye Mu away.

"why are you laughing?"

"I remembered some funny things."

"Speak out and listen."

Liang's eyes were full of resentment, giving the impression that he would be beaten if the answer did not satisfy her.

"Hongxia prayed to the heavens, but the only responses she got were Pochi's social skills, Kita's playing skills at the beginning, and Ryou's empty head."

She was stunned at first, then raised her legs hard and stepped on Ye Mu's shoes.

He twisted it a few times until Ye Mu bared his teeth before lifting it up.

After the fight, it was time to check tickets. Because there were so few people, the two of them easily grabbed the front seats on the stage.

There was a lot of empty space around, and including the two of them, there were barely four or five people.

"She's in the same situation as we were during the typhoon performance. I don't know if she can handle it."

Ye Mu whispered to Liang.

"We all come this far step by step. If you can't even handle this little setback, then there's no need to continue on stage."

"How cold-blooded and heartless, Ryo. You were also feeling uncomfortable at the beginning of our performance."

Ye Mu touched Liang's short blue hair with his hand, but she naturally slapped his hand away.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't."

After a moment of silence, Liang, who was staring at the stage, suddenly spoke up:

"But it's different, after all, there are five of us doing this, and she's alone."

Before Ye Mu could open his mouth to answer, the girl who was selling tickets this morning came skipping out from the stage.

"Good evening everyone, it's such an honor for you to come and see my performance..."

The girl on the stage wore cat-ear shaped hair accessories, which matched her twin ponytails and pretty face and made her very cute. However, her unfluent self-introduction and the disappointment in her eyes proved that she was a novice.

After a brief opening speech, the music started and she began to dance to the rhythm.

The timing was very accurate, but unfortunately the movements were still a bit stiff. I don’t know if it was because of nervousness or some other reason.

Ye Mu silently evaluated this doll in his heart.

At the end of the show, everyone just clapped symbolically, and the sparse applause did not last long, and several audience members behind him just walked away.

The girl on the stage looked at the audience leaving, biting her lips, her eyes red, and she even forgot to say hello.

Turning her gaze back to Ye Mu and the other person, she forced a smile and was about to bow to express her gratitude when Liang stopped her.

"Come down for a moment."

Ye Mu and Liang looked at each other and understood what she was thinking.

Being an underground idol also has one advantage, which is that you have a lot of freedom.

The height of the stage was only about 20 centimeters. After hesitating for a moment, she took off the loudspeaker and walked down.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. This was a failed performance. There was supposed to be a photo signing session, but now it seems completely unnecessary."

When she stepped off the stage, she lost her 20 centimeters in height and looked very small, even smaller than Liang.

"Ah, actually, for someone who is performing on stage for the first time, it's already very..."

"In the traditional sense, the performance was indeed a failure."

Ye Mu wanted to say a few words of comfort, but was interrupted by Liang.

Hearing this, the girl's eyes became even redder.

"but--"

"That's not true for yourself."

"At my first bass street show, no one stopped except one person who watched, but I still played it completely and didn't feel sad at all."

"Because I think that performances are first and foremost for myself. If someone can appreciate it, that's even better, but it doesn't matter if no one stops to watch. This doesn't mean that you don't care about objective reality at all, but you should first understand one thing—"

"What's important about a performance is not just the result, but also the process. This process should not be judged only by the audience, you have the same rights as well."

"For you, this is your first time on stage. Isn't this event itself worth enjoying with both body and mind?"

Leaving her in a daze, Liang pulled Ye Mu and turned away.

"The only person who stopped was Hong Xia, right?"

Recalling what happened before, Liang's face remained expressionless, but his eyes were gentle.

"You guessed it right, but there's no reward."

When the two of them reached the gate, the doll caught up with them, panting.

"Wait, are you still in the band?"

"End the band."

"what?"

"We are the closing band. If you have a chance, come and see our performance."

There was one more sentence, Liang hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking it out.

"We can understand the pain of underground idols. If you can't support yourself financially, just keep your dreams in your heart and don't rush for success. Of course, don't forget about it."

Chapter 94: Black-hearted Store Manager

On Friday, the band, which had not appeared together for a long time, gathered under the stars and started their weekly band ensemble.

Maybe it was because they suddenly broke away from the inertia of daily training. Everyone was a little lazy and kept playing and chatting in the hall. No one mentioned going to the rehearsal room.

Kita is an absolute live person, sharing with everyone what he saw and heard when he went out with friends these days.

"Everyone was surprised when they heard that our band was going to perform on stage. They didn't expect that the band they thought was just playing around was actually doing activities so seriously."