Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

"For the plan."

Toyokawa Shoko chuckled softly, and warm ripples appeared in her consciousness.

"fraud."

...

If Ye Mu's problem is resolved smoothly, everything will be back on track.

For "Toyokawa Shoko" at the moment, the most important thing is of course the band and the upcoming tour.

Speaking of which...Osaka.

This place really makes me feel nostalgic.

Although Osaka is not the main activity location of the Canglong Society, it is indeed an important part of its power in the previous life?

However, most real estate companies in Osaka don't like him very much.

The rehearsal room on the second day was filled with a relaxed atmosphere.

Sunlight streamed through the windows onto the floor, creating bright patches of light. The instruments were already laid out, and the band members were arriving one after another, greeting each other.

Kujo Renji was the last to arrive.

He pushed open the door, his blue twintails swaying gently with the movement, and his amber eyes swept over everyone present.

"Sorry, I'm late."

He bowed slightly and said sincerely:

"I was unable to attend rehearsal the past two days due to some matters. I hope I didn't cause too much trouble to everyone."

Sanjiao Chuhua immediately waved her hands, her short golden hair dancing with her exaggerated movements: "It's okay, it's okay! We practiced pretty well on our own!"

——I know you are defending me, but why does it sound so weird?

Kujo Renji complained in his heart.

"Yes, yes!"

Yutenji Wakamugi echoed the sentiment, focusing on the story of a loyal minister protecting his master:

"Xiao Xiang is already exhausted from working for the band, there's no need to apologize!"

Although she doesn't know what the other party has done, she is Xiaoxiang's most loyal supporter!

Never ask, never question, never object!

This is what a qualified band member should be like.

Thinking this in my mind, the rehearsal time passed by little by little.

For some reason, Yutenji Wakamu always feels that the current Ave mujica has a more subtle atmosphere than before.

It's one of those subtle, yet strange little details.

For example, when Kujo Renji raised his head, Ruoye Mu would immediately lower his head.

But when he looked away, her gaze would unconsciously follow him, her light green hair falling on both sides of her cheeks, and her golden eyes hiding a kind of cautious expectation.

Yutenji Wakamu sat behind the drum set, his brows unconsciously furrowed.

And more..

Whenever Kujo Renji said "very good", Ruoye Mu's mouth corners would slightly rise. It was a fleeting, real smile, completely different from his usual indifference.

When Kujo Renji gave suggestions to other members, Wakaba Mu's fingers would unconsciously tighten the strings, and his knuckles would turn slightly white.

During the break, Ruoye Mu did not sit alone in the corner as usual.

She held the cup of water and stood quietly two meters away from Jiujo Liansi, neither close nor far away, like an asteroid bound by gravity, maintaining just the right orbital distance.

When Kujo Renji reached out to grab the music score, she even subconsciously took half a step forward, as if wanting to help, but stopped halfway and pretended to just adjust her posture.

"Xiao Mu is in great shape today!" Sanjiao Chuhua said.

Ruo Ye Mu nodded slightly, but still glanced in the direction of Jiujo Liansi from time to time, as if waiting for some confirmation.

It was not until Kujo Renji nodded slightly to her that she relaxed and her fingers stopped unconsciously stroking the neck of the guitar.

Yutenji Wakamu bit the straw and his eyes moved back and forth between the two of them.

The most intriguing moment was lunchtime. Wakaba Mutsu, who usually ate alone, sat quietly across from Kujo Renji today. She didn't initiate conversation, simply nibbling at her bento. But whenever Kujo Renji spoke, she would immediately put down her chopsticks and listen intently, even chewing with great care.

She neatly arranged the cucumbers in the lunch box aside - Yutenji Wakamu remembered that Wakaba Mutsu used to eat the cucumbers first.

This dependence became more obvious during the afternoon training session.

When Kujo Renji walked to the center of the stage to demonstrate a certain movement, Wakaba Mu followed closely and even unconsciously imitated his posture.

But the change is really subtle.

Yutenji Wakamugi prides himself on being very sensitive to subtle changes in the atmosphere.

But she was a little confused about the current situation.

——Do you feel like it might be your own illusion?

After all, Ruoye Mu was quite dependent on Xiaoxiang before.

And this thought only lasted until the end of lunch.

When everyone was preparing to change into their tour clothes, a scene that overturned Yutenji Wakamaki's cognition appeared before her.

Dressing room.

The door of the rehearsal room had just closed and the noisy footsteps gradually faded away.

Wakaba Mutsu stood next to the clothes rack, holding the dark blue uniform jacket of Kujo Renji in his hand.

Her fingertips unconsciously stroked the gold buttons on her cuffs, and her eyes wandered around the empty rehearsal room.

After confirming that there was no one around, she suddenly did an unexpected action - she buried her entire face in the collar of her coat and took a deep, greedy breath.

Her long light green hair fell down, covering most of her face, but Yutenji Wakamu could still clearly see her slightly trembling shoulders and the tips of her ears that turned red for a moment.

“Ah…”

An almost inaudible sigh escaped from the fabric of his coat. Ruoye Mu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his golden eyes were half-closed, revealing an expression that was almost obsessed.

She rubbed her nose against the label on the inside of the jacket, where the faint scent of cedar still lingered, mixed with a barely perceptible hint of mint.

Yutenji Wakamugi, who had just returned to the rehearsal room because she realized she had forgotten her hair accessories, happened to see this scene.

The girl held her breath and hid in the shadows around the corner.

She watched as Wakaba Mu rubbed his cheek against the shoulder of his coat like a cat stealing food, then suddenly raised his head as if suddenly awakened.

After making sure that no one noticed, Ruo Yemu quickly smoothed out the wrinkles on his coat, his movements as gentle as if he was treating something fragile.

Her fingertips lingered at the collar for a moment before she reluctantly hung the coat back in its place.

——Wait a minute, what’s going on?

——Could something have happened during these two days without rehearsal? Just like what happened to Hailing that time? !

Yutenji Wakamu's inner drama began to unfold. She recalled Hachiman Kairin's sudden change of heart towards Kujo Renji, and the maid's headpiece that had fallen out of her bag. Now, Wakaba Mutsuki was also experiencing a similar change, which seemed too much of a coincidence.

— What the hell is going on with Ave Mujica?! Why does it feel like everyone is weird and hiding something?!

Is this still a band?!

Yutenji Wakamu's face suddenly turned red.

Her left brain began to imagine wildly: in Toyokawa Shoko's secret room, all kinds of special costumes were neatly arranged - Hachiman Kairin's maid outfit, her own cat ears, and... Wakaba Mutsu's?

——Then what is Ye Mu’s identity?

Hai Ling is a maid, and I am a pet, so what is Ruo Yemu's identity? !

A series of absurd images flashed through Yutenji Wakamu's mind: Wakaba Mutsu wearing a butler's uniform, standing dignifiedly beside Toyokawa Shoko; Wakaba Mutsu wearing a female samurai uniform, holding a long sword to protect Toyokawa Shoko; Wakaba Mutsu wearing... an angel's uniform? A devil's uniform? A witch's uniform?

——Oh, no, bah, bah, what pet!

Yutenji Wakamu's right brain immediately began to refute these absurd ideas.

—What are you thinking, Yutenji Wakamugi! I'm not a pet! Xiaoxiang just wanted me to cooperate with the training that day...that day! Yes, training!

She shook her head vigorously, trying to get rid of those inappropriate fantasies. But her left brain continued to insist:

——But Xiaoxiang did let me wear cat ears.

—Shut up! That's just... That's just a, a punishment!

Yutenji Wakamu gripped her drumsticks tightly, as if that would stop her chaotic thoughts. But when she saw Wakaba Mu leaning forward slightly, listening carefully to Kujo Renji's whispers, those thoughts came flooding back.

So what is Wakaba Mu's role? She seems like... a loyal follower? A personal advisor? Or...

——Don’t think about it anymore! Xiaoxiang is not that kind of person!

——But if it really is...

--no!

——Then what about the harmonious relationship between Hailing and I?

——Ahhh! Stop thinking about it!

"boom!"

Yutenji Wakamu's inner dialogue became increasingly intense, and she suddenly hit the snare drum with a sound so loud that it scared herself.

Only then did she realize that she had returned to the drum set without knowing when.

Everyone turned to look at her, including Wakaba Mutsu who had just walked to the door.

"Sorry!" Yutenji Wakami laughed dryly and waved his hands: "My hand slipped!"

"Ruomai? Do you need a break? Your face is so red."

Sanjiao Chuhua asked with concern.

"Huh? Oh! It's okay, it's okay! I'm fine!"

Yutenji Wakami hurriedly replied, "It's just... a little hot! Yes, too hot!"

She looked at Kujo Renji, who was looking at her with a slightly bewildered smile. Beside him, Wakaba Mutsuya cast a concerned look at her.

This scene made Yutenji Wakami's imagination even wilder: Toyokawa Shoko stood in the center, with Hachiman Kaisuzu, Wakaba Mutsu, and himself standing on three sides of her, each playing a different role, forming a complete...

band?

"Ahhh!"

She suddenly screamed, startling everyone.

"Uh... I'm sorry! I just... thought of a weird rhythm! Yes, rhythm!"

She stammered as she explained, feeling like her face was hot enough to fry an egg.

Jiujo Renji sighed softly: "Ruomai, if you feel uncomfortable, you can take a rest first."

"No, no, no, I'm fine! Really!"

Yutenji Wakamu shook his head desperately, fearing that his abnormal behavior would attract more attention and lead to his absurd imagination being seen through.

The rehearsal continued, but Yutenji Wakami's attention was completely distracted.

Her eyes kept moving between Kujo Renji and Wakaba Mu, trying to find more evidence to support or refute her theory.

——Maybe I'm just overthinking it. Xiaoxiang is very nice to everyone, that's normal...

——But what on earth was Ruoye Mu doing just now? !

——Maybe they just had a chat and solved some problems?

The left and right brains of Yutenji Wakamu are in fierce conflict, each holding their own opinions, and neither can convince the other.

Just as her thoughts were drifting away, an obvious mistake brought the entire band to a halt - Yutenji Wakamu had completely misplayed the rhythm and was seriously out of sync with the others.

Kujo Renji's voice brought her back to reality, "You really seem a little absent-minded today."

"Feel sorry!"

Yutenji Wakami shouted in panic, then realized she was overreacting and quickly lowered her voice. "I mean, no, I'm fine, really. Let's move on."