"Hey, Mom."

"How are you doing in Tokyo alone?"

"fine,"

He changed his posture, from lying prone to lying flat on his back. He stretched out his right hand and looked at the wound on the back of his hand from hammering the wall. He pretended not to care and said, "Isn't this what young people are like nowadays? They live in rented houses alone, go to work alone, and live their lives alone."

"So, when will you come back to visit?"

There was also some silence on the other end of the phone, "Your brother misses you."

"He? He will miss me? I don't believe it."

Miao Meng was confused when she recalled her younger brother who was much younger than her.

Miao Meng also knew that when her mother said this, she actually missed her. However, she also missed them a little, or rather, missed the days of living at home. "Oh, by the way, is he going to junior high school?"

"Yeah, don't you come back and take a look?"

"It's just junior high school, it's not a big deal, so I won't go back."

Then the other end of the phone fell silent again. After a long while, a voice came out again, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Hmm...I ate it."

Actually, I haven’t eaten yet. I came back from the company, took a shower, and then lay on the bed. I have no appetite at all.

"What to eat?"

"Buy your own groceries and cook your own meals."

Actually, I haven’t cooked for a long time. I usually order takeout or eat some fast food.

"Well, eat less outside food, and... take care of yourself."

"understood."

"Ah."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, I lost interest in watching videos and just stared at the ceiling.

Why did I come to Tokyo by myself?

Of course, he couldn't draw any conclusions just by looking at the ceiling. The wound on his right hand still ached. But, after all, life had to go on. He had to go to work tomorrow and face those bosses who seemed to owe him money.

I'm just watching videos, I don't have any desire to do anything else.

Final exams are coming up soon. I was supposed to study with a dozen friends today, but we ended up playing games instead (????)

Dozens of friends studying together? Can they even handle it? Miao Meng looked at this somewhat baffling post, feeling as if they were deliberately emphasizing the term "dozens."

And the name is... Guitarhero, Guitar Hero?

No... No matter how much I love playing guitar, I wouldn't name myself after a hero. That's a bit too childish. Even my silly little brother, who's not even in junior high, wouldn't name himself like that.

But, as for guitar, I've learned to play drums before, and even formed a band with my classmates. It's a small place, so there aren't any live houses, and I've only performed at school, but...

Suddenly I miss it a little bit...

I clicked on the homepage of "Guitar Hero" with some curiosity, thinking it would be a funny account, but unexpectedly... it was actually a serious guitar practice video.

However, compared to this...

Live? A thousand friends? And a boyfriend? That's a bit too much...

When I was a student, I was more or less a current friend, so having a thousand friends is a bit too exaggerated.

And then there’s…

"Do you have a flamingo at home? Hahahaha, you wouldn't go to this extent just pretending to be rich online, hahahaha..."

Although it's a bit pitiful, it's a bit too exaggerated to reach this point. How lonely must one be in real life to act like this online?

Then he remembered that he had just pretended to be doing well in front of his mother, so he shut his mouth and stopped laughing.

Only then did I click on the Guitar Hero guitar playing video. I thought it would be like some ridiculous online impersonator, but...

Unexpectedly good technology?

I am a little curious about what kind of person he is and how long it took him to reach such a level.

Why would someone like that pretend to be a real person online? With such guitar skills, they should be welcomed everywhere.

With such curiosity, I clicked to follow.

-

"So, when Pochi appeared before me, I could tell right away that he was my guitar hero."

"Hey...I...that..."

He twisted in Miao Meng's arms, but it was in vain and he couldn't break free from her arms at all.

Although he had fantasized about telling others about his identity as a guitar hero and gaining popularity, but... the first person who discovered his identity was Miao Meng?

"What's wrong? My Guitar Hero is a real person, so he should be good at dealing with this kind of thing..."

Now Miao Meng held Pochi in his arms from behind, greedily breathing in the scent of Pochi's hair, "By the way, Guitar Hero, there hasn't been an update for a long time, Pochi, do you know what's going on?"

"Eh? I...I'll go back and update..."

"You want to go back now? How can it be that easy?"

Miao Meng hugged Pochi and put her arm around her ear. "Speaking of which, does anyone else know about Guitar Hero?"

"No...no, I've never told anyone..."

"Really? Then Pochi...you don't want to either."

Meow Meng licked Pochi's ear and said, "Guitar Hero's story, let others know~"

“Eh…eh?!”

210

Chapter 210: Going Home.

"Meow... Meow Meng, this is not the way home."

I followed Miao Meng into the car, thinking she would take me home, but after walking for a long time, I realized that this was not the way to my home at all.

"It's home,"

Meow Dream responded with a smile, "It's just going back to my house. It should be okay for Pochi to come home later."

"No...Is everything alright? I should..."

It seems that now my parents are no longer surprised by my coming home so late. However, Erli doesn't want to go home too late. "But what are we going to Miaomeng's house for?"

"Anything is fine. You're welcome. Just treat it like you're at home."

Miao Meng hadn't figured out what to do with Pochi after bringing her home. She just felt that after she told her about the past and revealed that she knew her identity as a 'guitar hero', she might be able to get closer to her...

"oh oh."

But, lately, whenever I go to someone else's house by myself, it feels... weird, doesn't it?

Whether it's Mu or Su Shi...

-

"Pochi, are you home?"

Not getting an answer from Riki, Lenai followed her memory and walked directly to the door of Pochi's house.

"elder sister?"

It was Erli who opened the door. He was very fond of Lenai, but regarding the current problem...

"I don't know where my sister is."

Lenai's little brain didn't understand so many social conventions. "Hmm...it should be the band. My sister has been getting busier and busier lately. Isn't Sister Lenai aware of this?"

"I... don't know..."

After all, he wasn't a member of the Pochi band, and he learned from Lixi and the others that "she wasn't busy with band matters."

"Eh? Not a band?"

Erli was also shocked when she heard Lenai's words, "What else can my sister do besides the band?"

"do not know."

Lenai shook her head and turned around, grabbing her entire set of pedals and preparing to leave.

"Eh? Sister Lenai, are you ready to leave?!"

"Well, then, let's go find Pochi."

……

"Do you know where Pochi went?"

Lenai left Pochi's house, ran to Mu's house, rang the doorbell, and spoke into the phone.

"Lena?"

Hearing Lenai's voice, Mu, who had just returned home from extracurricular classes today, was a little surprised. He never expected that Lenai would come to see him.

When he opened the door, he saw Lenai, who looked a little tired but still had a stubborn look in her eyes, "You..."

"Pochi, where did you go? Do you know?"

Lenai lowered his head and repeated what he had just said.

The distance from Pochi's house to Mu's house is not short at all. Kaname suddenly realized that her connection with Pochi was so fragile. After she didn't come to Ring, their worlds had no intersection at all.

Obviously... we had an agreement to play guitar together.

"You come in first."

Although Mu was not quite sure where Pochi was now, he had some understanding of the matter of Hen Ka. He knew that their first live performance was about to begin, so they must be training hard now.

"Do you know where Pochi is? Take me to her."

"No... I don't know, I just..."

Mu was about to explain something, but Lenai interrupted her.

"Have you forgotten your promise with Pochi? Let's play guitar together..."

"I……"

In the afternoon at school, after Suye rejected his request, Mu really didn't know what to do. He just hid at home, not daring to deny the promise Lenae had made to him in front of Pochi as Suye had said.

I... really want to play guitar with Pochi...

But now, I am confused and unwilling to move forward, and Lenai just ran to my house and pushed me forward, just like I pushed Su Shi back then...

"Look, I brought my guitar. Now all I have to do is find Pochi and I can play it. So, take me to find Pochi..."

"Okay, let's go find Pochi."

-

"Yeah... I remember my house was a bit messy, but... was it really this messy? Normally, when I live alone, I don't feel that much..."

Miao Meng was rarely embarrassed. While Pochi was looking elsewhere, she picked up a pair of underwear on the sofa and said, "I should have cleaned it up earlier..."

"Meow... Can Meow Meng really take care of herself alone?"

Looking at the several instant noodle bowls stacked on the table, the takeout boxes on the ground, and a few beer cans lying around, Pochi was very suspicious that if he let Miao Meng live alone like this, he would never see her again one day.

"What? It's still pretty neatly tidied!"

Facing Pochi's somewhat disgusted expression, Miao Meng began to quibble, "Look, the instant noodle soup has been poured out. Here... at least it's all garbage put together. At least it's not on the bed, right?"

"Yes...really?"

If Pochi hadn't seen the various clothes, skirts, and socks piled on the bed, leaving only a small space for sleeping, he would have actually believed Miao Meng's nonsense.

"If...if Meow Meng's fans saw Meow Meng living in a place like this, they would definitely be disillusioned..."

"Ahahaha... Next time... next time Pochi comes, it won't be like this, I promise."

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