Heavy girl? I feel worse than Black Hole Trigger!

I'm a genius! She gloated.

"..."

When Zhe Li heard this, he couldn't help but lean back.

It seems that Xiao Su Shi doesn't know that there is a curse that all lovers in the world become brothers and sisters.

Never mind. Seeing her grinning like she'd just come up with a brilliant idea is quite amusing, so I'll just let her be.

"See you after school then?"

"Ok!"

Su Shi turned around and smiled.

Fallen flowers were dancing on the street not far away.

The sunlight penetrated the shade of the trees and lit up her way forward.

……

……

……

P.S. I'll probably only update once today. I have Ave Mujica 2nd LIVE this afternoon, so I'm busy.

Lost Star Chapter 21 Summer Record: Chapter Overlooking the Scenery

"...Light? Lamp~?..."

A vague sound came from far away.

A heavy head, numb arms, a slightly sore back, and finally a sound that gradually became clearer in the ears; it was as if the soul was called back from another dimension and took over the body again.

For a moment, Gao Songdeng even missed the light and free look in his dream.

While I was still waiting for the signals from my sluggish brain to connect with my limbs, I heard the sound of the door being opened with a click.

"A lamp?... Oh, you're sleeping on the table again?"

"Woo." Gao Songdeng groaned meaninglessly, and with difficulty turned his head which was lying on the table, looking towards the door.

It's his mother.

My mother walked around me, went to the window, and pulled open the curtains with a swish.

The dazzling sunlight shone in, causing Gao Songdeng's still hazy consciousness to overlap with the current world.

She slowly stood up, straightened her back, and relaxed her sore muscles.

At this time, the mother clapped her hands and said, "I'm going to sleep first. Remember to lock the door for me."

"Did you work the night shift yesterday? Was it busy?" Gao Songdeng asked.

"It's the same as always... Good night."

"..."

Gao Songdeng watched his mother walk out of the room and leave the door ajar before slowly lowering his head to look at the table where he had been lying.

She had fallen asleep at her desk yesterday, with a notebook filled with writing under her face. She carefully checked for a moment, confirming that she had not drooled in her sleep and wet the paper, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

I changed into my school uniform and went into the bathroom to wash my face, but when I looked up, I saw words printed on my face in the mirror.

Gao Songdeng reached out and wiped it gently, and the graphite writing became a smudge on his face.

Her heart suddenly tightened, and she didn't even bother to wash her face. She hurried back to the room, grabbed the notebook on the table, stared at it, and flipped through several pages to check it continuously.

He didn't stop until he saw a line of crooked text spanning several lines.

Among the other sentences neatly arranged on the grid, that line of words seemed particularly abrupt and quite sloppy.

It was obvious that the owner of the handwriting was writing in a hurry.

There were only five words written down in this line: "ほとおれい (Hoto Orei)".

Gao Songdeng stared at it for a while, then suddenly sat down as if he had an epiphany, picked up his pen, turned to a new page, and re-recorded the five words in neat handwriting.

Then, she finally closed her notebook with peace of mind and went back to the bathroom to wash up.

……

Gao Songdeng walked silently on the street.

This route to school is not exclusive to her.

The people coming and going included students wearing the same uniform as her, as well as people wearing the uniform of the nearby famous school for young ladies, "Tsuki no Mori Girls' Academy."

Some, like her, walked alone, while others walked in groups.

Just by watching the repeated "Good morning" and "Good evening", one can feel as if two worlds are passing by each other, yet remain like parallel lines without any intersection.

And she... is a small dot between the two lines.

No one would notice her, no one would touch her.

It's clearly here, but it seems like I've never been here.

"Good morning, Lantern!"

"...Ah, um... Good morning."

"Did Deng watch yesterday's TV series?"

"Yeah. I think it's a bit scary..."

"……fear?"

"what--"

While I was dazed, the classmate who spoke to me had already gone far away.

"By the way! Have you seen Ruoye? She's so funny!..."

"Yeah, it's really funny..."

"..."

Gao Songdeng raised his head.

The sun is quite bright today, but it is surrounded by white clouds.

She could only see a few rays piercing the sky through the gaps in the clouds.

But the white clouds could not stop the sunlight from penetrating the sky.

The azure color continued to extend to the edge of the horizon, like a huge net, surrounding the starry world, getting tighter and tighter, until it was suffocating.

——In the blazing flames of the rising sun, the light of the stars is faint and invisible.

It was clearly a sunny spring day, but she felt so lonely.

It seemed that as long as the stars stopped looking at her, she would lose the courage to step into the world.

"...I really want to become a human."

Her murmuring voice gradually sank and melted in the spring sunshine, blending into the shade of the trees.

It turned into a mottled halo.

●

What is it like to sing KTV alone?

"Singing is fun."

Bao Deng Zheli spent the whole morning wandering around Ikebukuro, bought a lot of useful and useless things, and then went to a KTV alone to sing for the whole afternoon.

I have to say, yelling into the microphone can really relieve stress.

Of course, he also had a legitimate reason: he was going to perform on stage tomorrow, so wasn't it normal to practice a little?

……

Time flies, and two weeks passed in a flash.

Come to think of it, since traveling to the Build world, Baodeng Zheli seems to have never had a moment of true relaxation.

Perhaps, his tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment.

In the Build world, he knew from the very beginning that the final BOSS was beside him, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was sitting on pins and needles.

Even though he still remembered some happy times of joking around with his comrades, he always knew that the end was truly approaching. Even if he wanted to follow the "script" of the "original work" strictly, the unexpected situations manipulated by Aberrut would shake his confidence and force him to do something.

Maybe it seems like all his efforts are in vain now, but he really tried his best to save everything.

It's embarrassing to say, but the most relaxing time for him in the Build world was when his body was taken over by Abort and he had become enemies with his comrades.

——I tried my best, but still failed. What can I do?

Having convinced himself in this way, he gave up the fight against the poisonous snake and willingly sank to the bottom of his consciousness.

That was the weakest moment, but also the happiest moment.

Fortunately, that weak self is dead.

Oh no, the strong me also died once.

Haha.

After walking out of the KTV and returning to the bustling shopping street in Ikebukuro, Bao Deng Zeli took out his cell phone to check the news.

As a result, I clicked on the screen for a long time, but there was still no response.

"Your phone is broken?"

He felt a little helpless, but not surprised.

This device is based on the "Creation Phone" invented by Kiryu Sento and was created by Zheli himself after arriving in the BanG Dream world. The workmanship is full of what I consider to be aesthetics, and I can't expect it to be used for a long time.

Fortunately, I made some money from setting up a stall these days, enough to buy a real mobile phone.

After that, I have to go back to the laboratory in the cafe to retrieve the data from the old phone.

Most of them were not very important. The only thing that concerned him was probably the contact information of Su Shi and Lenai, as well as the long chat history with Su Shi.

Thinking of Nagasaki Suyo, Zheli realized that he had to pick her up from school today.

As fate would have it, it became a routine for the two of them to have breakfast together, and Zhe Li also developed the habit of making time to go to the entrance of Yuezhisen after school.

The reward for picking up Sushi from school is that the coffee shop will have a mascot who loves to have refills of black tea.

Sometimes I would stay until around six o'clock before leaving, and sometimes I would even stay until closing time.

If there are not many customers in the cafe, Su Shi will even take the initiative to sit at the counter and argue with him.

It’s like I really have a younger sister, which is quite interesting.

Anyway, he was very free, and his main job was to pick up Su Shi after school. He could arrange more schedules for his overly leisurely daily life, and prevent himself from getting sick from idleness.

However, Sushi mentioned this morning that there was wind band practice after school, so he should come later. Plus, Nascita is closed on Fridays...which meant he could have a leisurely day today.

He remembered that he had previously wanted to go to the Sunshine Aquarium.

“It’s better to choose a different day than to hit it, let’s do it today!”

Lost Star Chapter 22 Summer Time Record: Chapter Remaining Pain

Perhaps it was true that "happy times always pass by quickly" that when the younger members of the wind band club whispered about their nervousness and anticipation about going on stage the next day, Nagasaki Suyo realized that tomorrow was the Tsuki no Mori Music Festival.

Trying to recall what he had experienced over the past two weeks, Su Shi felt a little overwhelmed.

Is it because of monotony? Her daily schedule is almost the same -

In the morning, she went to the cafe "nascita" to have breakfast with someone. Sometimes the other person had prepared exquisite morning tea when she opened the door, and sometimes she walked into the kitchen proudly to take out the pre-prepared ingredients to make a sumptuous meal.

What followed were the school days that were so boring that they are hard to describe.

Occasionally, she would open her phone and tap it, waiting to hear someone scold her, "Be good and attend class!", before she would snicker and pull out her textbook.

After school, sometimes, like now, she would go to the wind band for group practice. With the music festival approaching, the frequency of club practice increased significantly. She was always a little distracted at times, but fortunately, past experience would guide her fingers to hit the right notes.

If the club doesn't have to practice on a certain day, she would be eager to go home and would knock on the door of Nascita before it opens.