Create MYGO second creation, but make them cry

"You... agreed?" Banami asked.

She agreed to replace Hatsune Miku and become "Mitsubara Hatsune" to complete Ave Mujica's debut and SUMIMI's performance.

"For my sister's sake, just like how you, Brother Xi, even though you were unwilling, still swallowed your pride and tried to persuade me."

Now, I also can't bear to watch my sister suffer.

As she said this, Hatsuka shrank back, and Banami could sense the bitterness in her words.

But the next moment, Chu Hua suddenly reached out her hand and said, "Brother Xi, could you... hold my hand?"

Although she didn't understand his meaning, Hanami, feeling guilty towards the girl, took her slightly cool, fair hand in hers.

"I didn't mean to deliberately make things difficult for you or my sister, or to force you to beg me. I just... I'm just very scared."

What are you afraid of?

In her heart, Banami also had a general idea of ​​the answer.

Hatsune's voice was very soft, as if she were revealing a secret that had been buried for a long time: "I'm afraid that when I stand on the stage and hear the audience, hear Xiangzi-chan, hear everyone shouting 'Hatsuka,' I will feel that everyone is really calling me."

I'm afraid that once I put on the mask of 'Triangle Chuhua,' I'll lose myself and become obsessed with that dazzling identity.

"I forgot, Chu Hua, who's now squatting here, feeling pain, confusion, and jealousy."

"Wouldn't that be better? Didn't Hatsune say she could give you the identity of 'Triangle Hatsuka'?" Banami said softly.

Chu Hua shook her head heavily: "At least, the me here now, doesn't want to."

But if she puts on a mask and steps onto the stage, she can't guarantee that she can maintain her original intentions after facing desires.

After all, the reason she was able to take Hatsune Miku's place on stage was because she wanted to become "Triangle Hatsune".

"Brother Xi, can I ask you for a favor?" The girl looked at the boy calmly.

“You said it, as long as I can do it,” Banami said in a solemn tone.

"I just want you to promise me that if one day I really lose myself and completely identify with 'Triangle Chuhua', please be sure to find me."

Not the glamorous, adored lead singer and guitarist on stage, but the dejected fool standing here now, holding your hand.

Banami took a deep breath. He could feel the power in Hatsuka's palm and sense the fear in her words.

“I promise you.” Banami’s voice was clear and firm. “No matter what you become, no matter where you are, I will find you and bring you back.”

I will make you remember that you are Chu Hua, the one and only Chu Hua in the triangle, not someone else's replacement.

Finally, the pale-faced girl, her eyes reddening, smiled.

****

When Hanami returned to the ward, Hatsune's eyes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.

Banami rushed to the bedside, took her hand, and sure enough, before she was fully conscious, Hatsune said in a dazed voice, "Performance...I want..."

The boy gently stroked her forehead and said, "It's okay. Chuhua has already agreed to take her place on stage tomorrow, so get some rest."

Hearing the boy's voice, Hatsune's tense wrists finally relaxed, and she fell asleep again.

The girl outside the ward watched this scene, calmly regaining her composure. At that moment, she took out her phone, just like when she first arrived in Tokyo; it was Hatsune Miku's phone.

Now, it has become her mobile phone.

Chapter 46 The Fated Avenger

At 8 a.m., the backstage area of ​​the livehouse was filled with the sounds of instruments being tuned and staff working together, making the entire corridor quite noisy.

Yutenji Wakana, already wearing her signature red stockings, ran back from outside and exclaimed excitedly, "Hey, I just peeked outside and the audience has already started lining up!"

Although no one responded to her words, the expressions on everyone's faces seemed to become even more tense.

Hachiman Kairin tugged at her leather trousers in front of the mirror, her long black hair styled with hairspray into sharp curls. Wakaba Mutsu was adjusting the guitar strings, her fingertips moving with exceptional gentleness as they glided across the instrument.

Everyone has changed into their first performance outfits for today's stage performance.

Only Xiangzi stood at the door, a slightly anxious expression on his face.

"That idiot Hatsune, I should have dragged her back to the Toyokawa house to sleep yesterday..." The girl's tone was somewhat annoyed. After all, among the members of Ave Mujica, only Hatsune had not yet arrived. Although it was not yet the scheduled meeting time, everyone had arrived early without prior arrangement.

Xiangzi, with her worrisome nature, couldn't help but overthink. Even as her calls to Hatsune continued with a monotonous "beep beep" sound, her brow furrowed even more. Just as the call was about to end, a familiar cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded around the corner of the corridor—

That's Hatsune Miku's usual ringtone, "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"!

Xiangzi turned around abruptly and saw that familiar blond figure wearing a baseball cap hurrying towards him.

"Sorry, there was some traffic on the way." Hatsune said in her usual timid tone, revealing a face that looked exactly like Hatsune's, but with a hint of nervousness hidden in her eyes.

Xiangzi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hatsune Miku..."

However, the blonde girl whispered, "Xiao Xiang, there are a lot of strangers around. I think it's better to just call me Chu Hua."

Xiangzi paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement. She had never doubted the identity of the person in front of her—the same hairstyle, the same habit of rubbing the edge of the phone with the fingertip, even the slight tilt of the head when speaking was exactly the same.

“Hey, Hatsune… uh, no, Hatsuka-chan, I heard that Hanami wasn’t at the Toyokawa house last night. You were late, could it be because…” Meow-Yume leaned closer to them and said in an amused voice.

Xiangzi's face immediately turned green, or perhaps it wasn't just his face that turned green, but also a hint of scrutiny in his gaze as he looked at Hatsune Miku.

Hatsune Miku hurriedly said, "SAKI-chan, you know my... I..."

She glanced at Miaomeng and didn't continue, but Xiangzi immediately understood what she was talking about.

Hatsune was too nervous to successfully unite with Hanami, so she naturally couldn't do anything bad.

Hatsune said somewhat shyly, "It's just that I'm used to having someone sing lullabies to me when I can't sleep."

Xiangzi's expression became quite interesting... That bastard, he's never sung me a lullaby to put me to sleep!

Banami: You're sleeping like a log, do I need to coax you?

However, looking at Chu Hua's rosy complexion, as if she were forcing herself to admit it, Xiangzi said, "Never mind, you seem to be in good shape today."

After saying that, he turned and left, pulling Miaomengqin back with him.

Watching Xiangzi's retreating figure, the timid expression on Hatsune Miku's face gradually disappeared.

Chu Hua followed the two into the dressing room. She looked at her sister's face in the mirror and touched her cheek with her fingertips. For so many years, she had been imitating her sister, so she could be said to be a master at imitating Miku Miku.

In fact, when she first arrived in Tokyo, her tomboyish personality seemed like a deliberate act to differentiate her from Hatsune Miku.

Therefore, it seems natural that no one can recognize her as Chu Hua now, not even Xiangzi.

Originally, she thought that her years of hard work were now useless because she had given up, but now... this gave Chu Hua a sense of the absurdity of fate playing tricks on her.

It's as if her destiny is to become an avenger, even though she once voluntarily gave it up.

The stylist had already prepared AVE MUJICA's performance outfit: a black velvet bodysuit covered by a dark red lace cape, with silver thorn patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs, and a wide black belt around the waist, which accentuated the waistline to be exceptionally slender.

She really liked the outfit; the cool, aloof style suited her better than her sister's.

Chu Hua changed her clothes and put on Hatsune Miku's signature black leather headband, the silver studs on the edge of the headband gleaming coldly under the light.

When she walked out of the dressing room, even the usually silent Hachiman Kairin glanced at her a couple more times: "You look good today."

"Everyone worked so hard for this day." Chu Hua imitated her sister, clenching her fists and her heart pounding slightly. Even though she was just replacing her sister, she felt as if she had naturally inherited the responsibility and reason of "Triangle Chu Hua" in this atmosphere.

This held a strange attraction for Chu Hua.

Just then, the dressing room door was pushed open, and Junda Mana poked her head in, saying, "Everyone, let's do our best in today's performance!"

Chu Hua widened her eyes slightly in surprise and said, "Mana-chan, shouldn't you be resting at home today?"

As a result, Junda Mana said with a grin, "This is Hatsuka-chan's debut performance, how could I, as your partner, not come?"

Mana's smile was open and warm, but Hatsuka's fingers trembled slightly as she took the drink from her.

Junta Mana's tolerance and favoritism should have belonged to Hatsune Miku, but now it's fallen on this imposter...

No, a thought suddenly popped into her head: if she had come to Tokyo herself, or if Hatsune Miku hadn't come to Tokyo under the name Hatsuka, would she still have received this sincere affection?

"Thank you, Mana-chan." Hatsuka lowered her head, concealing the complex emotions in her eyes.

Mana Junda's purity is truly touching; countless times she has fantasized about stealing that sincerity from her.

"Good luck!" Mana ruffled her hair, then turned and ran towards SUMIMI's backstage area. "I'll be here watching everyone's performance!"

As the opening bell rang, an announcement came over the backstage loudspeaker: "AVE MUJICA, get ready to go on stage."

Xiangzi took a deep breath and took the lead towards the passage leading to the stage. The members followed one by one, their heartbeats becoming increasingly intense.

Chu Hua clenched her fists slightly, wondering if her sister had woken up yet, and if she had, what she would think if she saw her standing on the stage.

Will you feel resentful, or will you envy the "self" on stage?

It was as if I had been watching her stand on the stage all these years.

As the heavy curtain was lifted, the blinding lights instantly enveloped her. The stage was bathed in black and red lights, the backdrop was a Gothic castle with pointed roofs, dark red velvet curtains hung on both sides, and the floor was covered with a reflective black sequined carpet.

A deafening cheer erupted from the audience, and a sea of ​​red glow sticks surged in the darkness, accompanied by shouts of "AVE MUJICA," "Doloris," and "Ob a string of letters," crashing onto the stage like a tidal wave.

Chu Hua's heart nearly leaped out of her chest when Xiangzi's voice, like an operatic aria, suddenly rang out behind her—

The voice, devoid of its usual sharpness, was enveloped in Gothic splendor and a sense of destiny, clearly piercing through the entire arena amidst deafening cheers: "The twin moons rise, the lost puppet has broken free of its thorny cage. Tonight, let us, in this theater of dark fairy tales, play the destiny symphony belonging to the cursed—welcome to witness the birth of AVE MUJICA!"

Donning the mask belonging to the Lake of Sorrow, Chu Hua took a deep breath.

Destiny, what a fascinating word.

Mitsuba Hatsune Miku, let everyone witness this tonight! You who truly hate Mitsuba Hatsune Miku from the bottom of your heart, can this hatred make you the true "Mitsuba Hatsune Miku"?

Chapter Forty-Seven: The Real Dolores (Lake of Sorrow)

Hatred? Yes, hatred.

Chu Hua loathed the name "Hatsune".

What's even more disgusting is that, despite how much she hates this name, when strangers excitedly call out to her, "Are you Misumi Hatsune?", she has no choice but to reply, "No, my name is Misumi Hatsune."

Admit it, Chuhua, you've actually been looking forward to this moment for a long time.

Your so-called surrender in front of Banami Yu was only because you couldn't defeat her temporary dormancy.

You are waiting, waiting for the time when you can rightfully take over the identity of "Triangle Chuhua".

He was waiting to get his sister to willingly relinquish her identity without having to be a bad person.

It's like... like it is now.

A blonde girl stood on the stage as the lead singer of Ave Mujica. Everyone, from the audience below the stage to her teammates on stage, was waiting for her to announce the beginning of that dark fairy tale.

I once heard a saying.

Human death can be divided into two levels.

One layer is death in a physical sense.

The other layer is when everyone forgets you.

However, Chu Hua felt that although her body was still in this world, her existence had been forgotten.

When people talk about the name Mitsumi Hatsuka, they are not referring to her, but to other people.

Therefore, she gradually lost the feeling of being alive.

That's only natural, after all, she's just a ghost existing in this society.

She walks through the school as "Miss Miku," and therefore, she has no friends.

Those who want to become her friends simply want to learn about "Triangle Hatsuka" through her.

The boy who confessed his feelings to her only wanted a physical appearance similar to "Triangle Chuhua".

Therefore, she has many friends by virtue of being Mitsumi Hatsuka's younger sister.

Therefore, because she is the younger sister of Mitsuba Hatsuka, she has neither friends nor a so-called adolescence. She dares not let others get close to her heart, dares not try to fall in love, dares not gamble on the other person, and sees herself or "Mitsuba Hatsuka" in her eyes.

Doloris, a lake on the moon, is only visible to humans through the refraction of sunlight.

Hatsune Miku, don't you think I'm more suitable for this name than you?

When she stood on this stage, the emptiness that had been nagging at her heart seemed to be instantly filled by the crowd.

Everyone is looking forward to her, looking forward to Dolores, looking forward to Mitsumi Hatsuka.

"ようこそAve Mujica の世界へ"

Her lips parted slightly, and her tone changed abruptly. That mysterious, heroic, forgotten doll would, tonight, do its utmost to unleash the anger that had been forgotten.

As the vocals of Misaka Hatsuka filled the air, the melody suddenly exploded, the heavy bass crashing down like thunder. The drumbeats of "Love (Yutenji Wakanagi)" struck the heart with intense rhythm, making the stage floor tremble slightly. "Death (Wakaba Mutsumi)" plucked the strings, the sharp guitar solo cutting through the air, perfectly complementing the band's melody.