Guitar Hero also wants to play Kasuga Shadow!

"Feel?"

After hearing his somewhat puzzling words, I looked up at the dazzling array of musical instruments.

"I didn't feel anything."

"Just imagine yourself holding the instrument, trust me."

But, I have never played a musical instrument...

"I can't imagine it at all. Or rather, if I learn an instrument from scratch, when was the band officially formed?"

"That's right, Naoki."

Wakaba Masao also came over and asked, "Why do we have to accompany him in his nonsense?"

"Hey! Naoki finally showed some interest!"

"The problem is, you're the only one who plays an instrument, keyboard at that. How are we going to form a band with three of us? And where are we going to find a lead singer?"

Masao crossed his arms and refuted with the most realistic reason.

"Instrument... Since keyboard isn't an option, I could try learning something else, right?"

"Hey! Did you misunderstand?!"

"As for the lead singer... well, let's play rock-paper-scissors!"

"Clam?!"

Even Naoki couldn't help but complain, "Isn't it... a bit too hasty?"

“This is rock and roll, this is ROCK!”

"Naoki, let's go."

"Hey! Wait a minute!"

……

Wakaba Masao looked at his outstretched hand and slowly raised his head, "So... why am I..."

"In that case, it's decided to be you, Masao!"

"Tsk..."

Why didn't I feel that this guy was abnormal when we first met? Wakaba Zhengxiong thought it was not too late to move out now...

"So... what instrument should I play?"

It was a very strange feeling that I wasn’t the lead singer in the end, but I felt a bit relieved but also a bit regretful at the same time.

"Well...like Masao said, if there are three of us, let's go with drums, bass, and guitar."

Kurasuke said as he looked at Masao who looked unhappy, "Since Masao is the lead singer, then I will play drums. You can choose between guitar and bass?"

"Then... Masao chooses guitar? A guitar vocalist should..."

"No, I'll choose bass."

"Eh? But, the lead guitarist is the most..."

"That's all I got."

As he said that, he picked up a bass next to him.

"Oh, so it has already been chosen?"

Kurasuke walked up to Masao and asked, "Are you feeling something special?"

“No, this one is cheaper.”

"..."

"I guess the band won't last long, so a cheap one will be fine."

"Hey! The band is a community of shared destiny!"

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Chapter 285 ends.

"Isn't this... too expensive?"

Kurasuke looked up following Naoki's gaze and saw a guitar hanging very high up. It looked very expensive, and the price tag on it further confirmed his statement.

"Well... a little."

Naoki nodded, but when he looked up and saw it, he did have the feeling he had just described, that special feeling.

And, “Didn’t you say that the band is a community of shared destiny?”

"Yeah, isn't it fate that we can share a house together?"

Kurasuke smiled, his smile was quite contagious. Perhaps, he should be the lead singer, Masao thought.

Maybe I should get a better bass...

-

"Well...then what?"

Pochi looked down at the guitar in his arms. So this is where the guitar came from...

"And then, I ate instant noodles for three months to buy this guitar."

"..."

So... Daddy is like this, too? He tilted his head and looked at his father, as if he had seen a different side of him today.

"Okay, okay, I won't dwell on my story anymore. Anyway, the three of us started a band from scratch with instruments we'd never played before. We went to class every day and then practiced with our instruments. Luckily, there weren't many neighbors around, and all the houses were empty. Otherwise, we would have been slammed with complaints."

"It's really hard to practice a musical instrument at first..."

Pochi also remembered that when he first started practicing guitar, he couldn't even recognize the notes...

"But everyone started from scratch, and to be honest it was quite difficult. It took three years from the beginning to the first performance on stage."

“Three…three years…”

Although it took me longer to learn guitar and perform on stage now, but...

My original goal wasn't to form a band together. The three of us have been working towards this goal for so long...why have we lost contact until now?

"Yeah, three years. I'm almost graduating from college..."

-

"call……"

Naoki Goto walked backstage, put down his guitar, wiped the sweat from his chin, and adjusted his breathing.

"Zhengxiong is amazing, you sing so well. You usually don't want to open your mouth during practice. Where do you practice secretly?"

Kurasuke behind him was full of excitement.

"No……"

Masao was still the same as usual, but just now...

"You're still saying no, but I noticed you're completely different on stage, especially when you're MC."

"Tsk..."

I don't really want to pay attention to my own drummer. I should have let him be the lead singer.

"Then...our performance..."

Naoki turned around and looked at the two of them hesitantly.

"It's pretty good, isn't it? It's our first performance as a new band, and there were quite a few people applauding from the audience."

Kurasuke hadn't recovered from the atmosphere on stage just now. "Next time I perform, I will definitely..."

"I'm not going to continue."

"Eh?"

It was not known whether he really didn't hear clearly or didn't want to accept this fact, but the obviously flustered Kurasuke asked again, "What...did you say?"

“I said, I’m quitting.”

Masao took the bass off his back and placed it on the table.

His tone was still a little too calm as usual, which made Kurasuke very unhappy. "What do you mean by quitting? You didn't look like you were about to die on the stage just now!"

"Isn't the whole point of being in a band to perform live? Now that the live is over, isn't it time to quit?"

"you!……"

Kurasuke stepped forward and grabbed Masao by the collar, "The band is a community of shared destiny, everyone agrees on that, right?"

"No, I never said that."

Masao knocked Kurasuke's hand away. "Besides, weren't you well aware that this would happen? You just kept pretending not to see it."

"I……"

Before Kurasuke could say anything, Masao continued.

"It's been three years, and college is almost over. We don't have time for this anymore, don't you understand?"

"But……"

"No buts, I'm leaving for Hokkaido, my flight is tomorrow."

He turned to look at Naoki, who had been silent the whole time, and said, "Michiyo has told you, Naoki, if you continue to play in a band like this, will her family let her be with you?"

"But, Michiyo isn't..."

Kurasuke turned to look at Naoki, "Doesn't she really like us watching us rehearse?"

"But her family won't let her be with the band members,"

Naoki touched his guitar, not daring to look up at Kurasuke's eyes that looked like they were about to die. "We are adults now, and we have other things to do. This is a very simple truth. You should understand it, Kurasuke, right?"

"But... a community of shared destiny. You mentioned it yourself. I remember it all!"

"That is……"

I can't say anything to explain it, or maybe I used to think this way, but now, it's different...

"But even if we have to work and do other things, we can still get together and hold a live show or something. Why are you saying you want to quit?"

"We'll talk about the future later."

Masao just turned and left, leaving the two of them in silence.

"Three years... is too long, Kurasuke,"

After a long silence, Naoki stood up and walked over to Kurasuke, who was lowering his head. "If... we had met in high school, the ending might have been different."

"ending……"

Kurasuke muttered to himself before looking up into Naoki's eyes, "It's not over yet."

"Maybe..."

Although Masao and I had some musical talent, it wasn't much. Or rather, compared to Kurasuke, we were still lacking. "Kurasuke, you should be able to continue on your own. You can play drums, piano, and write lyrics and music. Without us as a burden, Kurasuke..."

"I'm not a burden. I'll find you later!"

Kurasuke glared at Naoki and said, "Just wait. When the time comes, I will find you guys and continue the live show."

"Really……"

Seeing Kurasuke's eyes full of enthusiasm again, Naoki smiled and said, "I'll wait..."

-

"That...that..."

This story shouldn't be over yet, but Dad now looks melancholy as if it's over, leaving Pochi at a loss as to what to do. "So what then..."

"There's nothing more to it. First of all, twenty years ago, communication wasn't as advanced as it is now. After I married my mother, I lost my phone, and I never contacted them again, even though we didn't have much contact before..."

Naoki patted Ichiri's head as he spoke. Only then did he feel the vicissitudes of a man in his forties. "But, I also know that Mu's father became an actor. If we go look for him, maybe we can find him. I don't know why Kurasuke changed his last name. I'll ask Xiangzi later..."