Heavy girl? I feel worse than Black Hole Trigger!

Lost Star Chapter 28 Summer Record: Chapter Cloudy Sky

"This is my first time standing on the stage, and I'm a little nervous."

The man who said this smiled brightly.

"We were originally planning to perform around 4pm today, but there was a temporary problem with the sound system. The RiNG staff handled it very diligently, so we were able to perform at this time. I would like to express my gratitude."

Baodeng Zheli gestured to the sound control console from a distance, and the sparse audience below the stage applauded tactfully.

"And then, well, I'm not very good at saying something to liven up the atmosphere. I believe that everyone visiting RiNG wants to see the beautiful ladies perform, so it would be a bit inconsiderate for an old man like me to talk too much here. If I want to chat, I can only talk about my recent experiences or the weather..."

Amidst his self-deprecating words, a few faint laughs were heard.

The man waited for a moment, until the exhibition hall was quiet again, and then slowly installed the microphone on the stand.

At the same time, the spotlight gradually dimmed, and his figure melted into the darkness bit by bit.

Both eyes were covered by darkness.

My ears were filled with silence.

Even friends who are close to me seem to have suddenly disappeared from the world.

In this gradually rising anxiety.

"...It's a cloudy sky."

The man's calm words ignited the signal fire.

——Music suddenly started.

I only saw,

At another spot on the stage, under the spotlight that suddenly lit up,

There was a petite figure plucking the strings of a piano vaguely.

The continuous, powerful chords precisely stirred his consciousness. Even though he couldn't see the face clearly, his eyes subconsciously followed the figure's movements as he played the notes.

Then she slowly raised the pick, and the long melody turned into lingering notes, echoing throughout the exhibition hall.

The audience subconsciously held their breath.

The man's deep voice followed closely:

"Please listen... 〈曇天〉 (cloudy day)."

The sounds of guitar and bass sounded at the same time, and the lights finally illuminated the entire stage.

It was not bright day, but dim twilight.

But it is precisely because I can't see the face at all that I am more attracted by the rhythmic figure.

Then, bit by bit, it melted into that simple yet intense impact——

"The leaden sky slid down heavily"

"The sun, stagnant in pure white, is shattered into pieces"

"The ringing in my ears is getting sharper..."

The voice is lazy, calm, relaxed, low and magnetic. It sounds soft at first but is enough to overwhelm the full-throttle guitar tone, like mud flowing in the blood, infiltrating it with an extremely painful feeling.

The singing, which was totally out of tune with the entire building, seemed to be leading the entire gray sky to crush the building.

And that figure still stood there.

"Quickly, quickly, low-flying swallows"

"Drawing the figure 8, soaring through the valleys of the skyscrapers!"

"Instantly, a sudden downpour arrived..."

The notes stopped for a moment, and the breath also stopped.

The next moment, the melody caught up with the silence again.

First came the first note. The man suddenly raised his hand and pushed his bangs back. Then came the second note—

Nagasaki Suyo held her beating heart.

Because the eyes that suddenly looked at her were bright and sharp, like the stars chasing the moon...

"On the cloudy road, I forgot my umbrella"

She thought of the thick curtain of rain.

"She was walking, afraid of the heavy rain"

She thought of the umbrella beads that were so close to her.

"So, I too"

She remembered a smile.

"Holding a timid heart"

She remembered the sound of the rain dying down.

"Look up at the sky..."

The guitar solo intensively pursues the fading singing, but the distant memory has completely occupied the mind.

The girl stared blankly at the figure on the stage.

The sparse audience in the audience was completely excited, even Shoko Toyokawa shouted excitedly; the door of the exhibition hall kept opening and closing, and more and more people stopped to listen to the song that swept across the cloudy sky.

But her eyes could no longer hold so many things...

"Floating around, used to stumbling"

"If you stay in a cafe and enjoy this relaxing time"

Blurred vision held a blurry figure. The girl murmured—

“I can’t go back, I won’t go back…”

And the man was smiling.

In that ambiguous light. In that overly heavy rain.

In the melody that suddenly rose again——

"On the cloudy road, wobbling"

"The two people walking are like nobody"

"Imitating someone's love is dangerous."

“Cowards…!”

——As if, roaring.

The voice was cut by the tight guitar melody, and the arms were raised high to show the wounds all over the body.

And that figure still stood there.

The wind was sharp as a sword. The rain was fierce as a knife. The dark clouds robbed him of his courage. But he kept moving forward.

The powerful chords raging in my ears were like a war cry, and the guitar alone depicted a vast army; the man stood on the wasteland like steel, holding a knife called strings in his hand, roaring loudly about the vicissitudes of life.

It's like chasing the sun under a sky full of dark clouds.

"On the cloudy road, forget the umbrella!"

The seemingly casually plucked strings produced a tremolo stronger than the heartbeat.

"She was walking, afraid of the heavy rain!"

Layer after layer, continuously stacked upwards, continuously raising the line of sight, facing the haze that is blowing in the face.

"So! I too! Embracing my inner fear..."

And he.

“Look up at the sky—!”

It is the ray of light that pierces the haze.

……

Until the lights were completely dimmed and the vibrations echoing in the air returned to calm.

I didn't know when thunderous applause broke out in the auditorium which was already mostly full.

"thanks, thanks……"

The man, with only a faint outline remaining in the darkness, regained his usual gentleness and elegance, whispered, "See you next time," and disappeared from the stage amid the cheers of the audience.

Nagasaki Suyo's eyes followed his outline until he completely disappeared.

“…This is really—”

The voice of Toyokawa Shoko came from beside me.

"What an amazing performance! Deeply moved!"

Su Shi turned around and saw that the other person was smiling brightly. He could even see through the dim light in the exhibition hall that his cheeks were flushed with excitement.

"Thank you, Nagasaki-san! If it weren't for Nagasaki-san, I would have missed such a performance."

"No, I didn't do anything..."

Nagasaki Suyo tried to put on a polite smile, but she just couldn't adjust her expression to look right.

That strange look made Toyokawa Shoko calm down a little from her excitement, and she spoke with some confusion:

"Shigasaki-san, you seem... very happy?"

"Eh?"

I am very, happy?

Su Shi quickly raised his hands to cover his face.

The warmth from her cheek transferred to his palm actually made her throbbing heartbeat gradually calm down.

The person I care about, the person I like, can receive correct evaluation from someone other than myself - just because of this, can I feel so happy for him?

——'You are you, the unique and best you.'

On the small screen of a mobile phone, a line of ordinary text flashed before my eyes.

That was a chat record that Nagasaki Suyo had screenshoted early on and she would happily stare at it before going to bed every night.

She once regarded it as just a consolation, a blessing, and an expression of tenderness shown to her by the other party.

but now……

She seemed to understand the man's current mood.

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"call……"

It was not until he walked into the backstage and was isolated from the slightly harsh cheers outside that Baodeng Zheli finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yao Lenai, holding her beloved qin, followed closely behind him. Upon hearing the long sigh, she walked over to his side and looked up at him. "Are you okay?"

"Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just a little uncomfortable." Zhe Li rubbed his nose.

Although he was not stage fright or nervous - he was still a blood star slime after all, and controlling his physiological reactions with his extremely strong will was basic operation, but as an "ordinary person", he still felt uncomfortable: after all, he did not come from a family of political or business celebrities, and he had never experienced being the center of attention.

As soon as I stepped onto the stage, I didn't know what to say, so I improvised and imitated DOES's performance at "ARABAKI ROCK FES", but I don't know how it would work.

Judging from the enthusiastic response from the audience, I guess it passed, right?

"……never mind."

Anyway, he didn't play in a band just to be popular with little girls.

Zhe Li shook his head to get rid of the remaining anxiety, and saw Lenai also shaking his head in the same way.

He couldn't help but smile: "After spending so much time with cats, you really become a cat."

Lenai raised her face, "Okay, kitty."