Heavy girl? I feel worse than Black Hole Trigger!

"...Zhe Li."

"Ok?"

In the brief moment when she was stopped by the red light, the girl looked at the seemingly eternal twilight and opened her lips.

"Sure enough, I still don't understand."

Zhe Li was stunned for a moment and turned his head away.

The girl beside me was standing quietly in the twilight, looking into the distance.

The man pondered for a moment at this ink-like scene and asked, "About what?"

The girl also paused for a moment.

"...Why did Xiaoxiang quit?"

It didn't seem like she was speaking because of this rhetorical question, but rather it was a question that she had been thinking about since a certain moment, and now it was finally woven into words and turned into sound.

Zheli tilted his head, "Hmm. Even if you ask me this question, I'm not Fengchuan-san."

"That's right." The girl lowered her eyebrows.

"but."

Zhe Li looked up at the still red signal light.

His impressions from passing this spot several times told him that there were only 7.2 seconds left until the red light turned green. This was also the time it took Shoko Toyokawa to walk into the backstage of Nascita and push open the door to the recording studio on that rainy afternoon.

It wasn't a long corridor, and even if you took a leisurely stroll, you could reach the destination in just a few breaths.

And the girl with a determined look took a full seven seconds to complete this journey.

"She must have made a great decision to make such a choice."

The red light turns green.

The man was the first to step onto the zebra crossing. The gray-haired girl followed his back with her eyes before she remembered to take a step.

"So, the reason doesn't matter." Bao Deng Zheli turned around at the other end of the road, waiting for Gao Songdeng to arrive. When the girl followed him, he smiled and said, "No matter what the reason is, it won't change the fact that she once valued you so much."

Likewise, it doesn't change the fact that she ultimately chose to let go of these memories.

Zheli didn't think Toyokawa Shoko was pitiful...and of course not hateful either.

What he said when he gave him the umbrella was his only thought towards Xiangzi: "Thank you."

Create a place for everyone to live and give them the value of their efforts. Even if the results are not satisfactory, the growth they gain in the process is by no means false.

For example, this girl who once only knew how to use pen and words to express her inner thoughts has now learned to express her unresolved confusions through words.

"……Pay attention to."

Gao Songdeng slowly raised his head.

The engine revved, the wheels shuffled; the zebra crossing only maintained a brief moment of peace before the overly bright red light brought the overwhelming noise back into the world. The cacophony momentarily drowned out the questioning voice within, and she suddenly realized she had already walked this road—

Looking back, the place where I was standing just a few seconds ago was so unfamiliar that it seemed like I was in another world.

"Yes."

The man's voice like a clear spring made her stop looking back.

She looked ahead.

That person was grinning widely, as if he was genuinely happy and couldn't help but laugh.

"You too, right? You value 'CRYCHIC'."

It's not just a band. It's a group of flawed individuals brought together by chance, filling in each other's lost youth's five-line poem: perhaps the little things that may not be a big deal in the eyes of adults, but they are everything to the immature children.

It is precisely because the poem has lost its value and meaning that it becomes even more poignant and beautiful.

That’s why I wanted to sing out loud no matter what.

Even if you know that trying your best is meaningless, it doesn't matter.

"She may have tried her best, and you are trying your best."

"...It's just, that's all the story."

Gao Songdeng stared at that smile blankly.

The words that resonate in my heart. The voice that echoes in my mind.

Because I want to be that kind of person, I look up at the stars and call out for the first sound.

Because I yearn for the same "uniqueness" as him, I stumble forward.

and so……

The girl hugged her notebook tightly.

“—‘I want to be your god.’”

"Ok?"

Baodeng Zheli blinked.

The girl in front of me desperately raised her head.

Those amber eyes had never been so bright, like a starry sky.

"I want to sing."

Until the stagnant light finally began to move.

……

The stars that ignited in her heart. Her heart. Her songs. And everything else.

Just at this moment——

Perhaps, it is really possible to achieve eternity.

Lost Star Chapter 100 Summer Time Record: Chapter The setting sun peeks into the valley

"Hello, Toyokawa-san."

"Gui'an."

Campus life in Tsuki no Mori was already lacking in passion, and now it was even more boring.

Shoko Toyokawa had to try hard to put on a smile whenever someone familiar came towards her, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she made it all the way back to her classroom.

This was probably the first time in her life that she hated herself so much for being so sociable.

If she had been as cold and unapproachable as she was when she left CRYCHIC, she wouldn't have to spend so much extra energy on these people now.

But while she was complaining in her heart, she also felt somewhat relieved.

Summer vacation is coming. She can finally say goodbye to this place——

"Toyokawa-san, you're here!"

"...Ah. Yes." She smiled again and turned to the classmates who came to comfort her.

"You've been taking leave so often lately, we were worried you'd miss your final exams."

"Everyone, you're all worried too much. It's just that there are some important matters at home..."

Shoko Toyokawa's gaze lingered on the faces of several girls for a moment, then quickly returned to her desk.

She avoided the gazes of several people by taking a textbook out of her bag, placing the textbook and stationery on the table. "After all, we are just students, and it's a critical period for further studies. We still have to report for the final exams."

"Wow, Toyokawa-san is still as serious as ever."

Several people exchanged a few words, but Toyokawa Shoko turned a deaf ear. Whether it was Toyokawa Shoko's aura of staying away from others or whether they simply had no interest in continuing the conversation, they quickly dispersed and returned to their seats.

Seriously? Of course.

Toyokawa Shoko lowered her head and stared at the textbook where she had carefully marked the key points.

I am still a student. My value as a student comes from getting good grades.

She'd transferred to Haneda in the second semester of her third year of junior high, aiming for a direct entrance scholarship to high school. Even though she'd already decided on her next year's career path the moment she received the Toyokawa family's order, she wasn't ready to transfer out of Tsuki-no-Mori. Even if she hated to admit it, the mere fact of her "graduated from Tsuki-no-Mori" education was an asset in itself.

As long as they can still afford the high tuition fees for the remaining two semesters.

The girl forced herself to focus on the text in the textbook, but her mind was still occupied by random thoughts.

'……Father.'

Shoko Toyokawa did not have a deep impression of her father.

A large part of the reason was that her father, as the eldest son of the Toyokawa family, was being groomed as the successor and was therefore extremely busy. Another part of the reason was that her mother, having married into a wealthy family, shouldered the sole responsibility of raising Shoko, attempting to train her to be a worthy successor to the name "Toyokawa."

She admitted that she had admired her father since she was a child. Because every time her mother asked her about him, she would tell her about him, and the light in her eyes was not false: he might not be a good father, but he was definitely a good husband and a real man - until her mother chose to divorce.

…No. Even in the following years, she still believed this.

Until that day, when Shoko Toyokawa received a text message and hurried home.

"Father has made his decision."

The man she should call uncle smiled kindly.

"Xiaoxiang, please come to our house from now on."

"……what?"

At that time, she couldn't even think for a moment.

"Then, what about father?"

"Big brother..."

My uncle looked a little troubled.

"He is no longer from 'Toyokawa'."

……

Taking advantage of the "child's willfulness", the decision to "move" was put on hold.

Toyokawa Shoko was anxious, but at the same time her thoughts were clear.

As long as "Fengchuan" does not "abandon" herself and her father, it proves that she still has that "value".

If it's just temporary, like within the half year before she goes to high school, her kind uncle and grandfather will still be kind, and will just let her be "willful" and say "oh well".

Then there was still a chance to salvage everything - that's what she originally thought.

but.

When the girl hurriedly rushed to the address the housekeeper told her with her luggage, she saw only a cramped apartment.

Since they had only recently moved in, the room wasn't quite dirty, but it was clearly unkempt. The two bags of trash piled in the entrance hadn't had time to stink, and the empty bottles next to them had already been carelessly dumped.

She suppressed the feeling of loss in her chest and walked into the lighted living room.

"...Xiao Xiang?"

The man was just stunned when he saw her face.

But when he shifted his gaze and saw the suitcase she was carrying.

The slight hesitation that remained in the astonishment was completely replaced by deep anger in that instant.

He was never a good father.

Then he stopped being a good husband.

Now, he is not a man at all.

"You, why are you here?"

It's natural for a daughter to want to be by her father's side when he's at his lowest point.

The first thing that man did was to yell at her...

"..."

Did i do something wrong?

Shoko Toyokawa gently stroked the pages of the textbook, gently stroking the sentences she had marked with a highlighter.