Reincarnation Band Magician

"I see……"

Qinggao sent Qing to the door and leaned against it.

"Qing, I...our family will always remember this kindness. Thank you for taking care of Xiangzi."

"She also often took care of me when she was over there," Qing turned around and smiled, "I'll let her tell you these words when the time comes."

A week after I came back, I think of that blue-haired, elegant, stubborn and somewhat lustful girl every day.

"See you then."

"Ah."

After clearing the door, it opened again when it was almost closed.

"Um, the ticket is 1500 yen."

Recently they have been helping to sell tickets and doing their bit.

A person who won't lie in front of acquaintances will be easily discovered if he pays for it himself.

Qinggao laughed and said, "Here you go. Give me another one. Xiangzi can't see it, but at least the ticket will stay."

He is supporting his wife's career.

I didn't expect it would be at this time.

Qing waved his hand and returned fifteen hundred.

"I stayed."

……

Coming down from the rental house, carrying a bass guitar and a violin bag.

Feeling that the grip of the sword was about to disappear, Qing wondered when he would encounter the underlying logic.

At this time, there was an inorganic voice calling from behind, and he only heard it the second time.

“Soyo, you…”

A touch of green comes into view.

“Cucumber flower.”

Qing blurted out.

It's true that his first impression of the other person was the cucumber flower avatar on the social software.

My name is Wakaba Mutsu, the daughter of a non-famous crosstalk artist - no, the well-known comedian Wakaba Takafumi, and the famous movie star Mori Minami.

But he seems to neither laugh nor be good at acting.

Su Shi's evaluation is that after the band disbanded, he was a child as dull as a cucumber.

After getting familiar with them, my sister no longer maintained that hoarse voice all day long and imitated her classmates' elegant posture. She made this evaluation while rolling around on the bed.

My sister is very cute. I didn’t pay much attention to this description at that time, but later I became a little confused. What does it mean?

"No, Su Shi," the other person's pupils shrank slightly, "Xiang, it's with you."

Maybe it was his keen intuition, or maybe it was just a simple guess, but seeing Qing nearby, he was able to make reasonable associations.

It doesn't matter. Qing has met Xiangzi's parents, so he is not nervous when he sees his friends.

He noticed that Mu's eyes were exactly the same as Xiang's.

According to Aunt Mizuho, ​​the two families are related by blood, so it is normal for them to look somewhat similar.

Delicate, cute and petite, but lacking in vitality, this is Qing's first impression.

She didn't show her emotional ups and downs, but through her body movements, it was clear that she was on guard.

Now after seeing Ruoye Mu, Qing understood Su Shi's words a little bit.

Small, silly, and green.

"Hello, I'm Qing..."

Qing didn't get close, but kept a safe distance and introduced himself. The other party also bowed politely and introduced himself.

Introductions before conversations are an ancient ritual that must be appreciated.

"He Xiang is a friend."

"Lie, Xiang, you have no friends."

Perhaps feeling that such words were a bit hurtful to her, Ruo Yemu added: "No one has ever called her by her name before."

This child likes to omit things, and Qing can probably understand it. She didn't know it before because she and Xiangzi were together and could understand it. Up to now, Xiangzi has been missing from this world for a week, and it is impossible for him to have a friend who is as familiar with him as this.

Qing found her very amusing and rubbed his nails.

"Is it like this over there, Xiang? It's not like this over here. If you have the courage, come over here and take a look."

He folded the ticket into a triangle, exerted force, and threw it over like skipping stones on water, and it landed accurately on the collar of the other person's plaid skirt.

She was startled, but her evasion was minimal.

I opened it and took a look.

"Performance, Xiang, is it there?"

Wakaba Mu knew Banshen's personality and current situation very well - at least that was the case before, because at that time, Xiang's personality and current situation were basically impossible to change.

So this person must have changed Xiang...

What kind of job would require not contacting someone for half a month? Xiang's father had said it was okay before.

Is it a lie?

"Who knows... Um, the ticket is 1500 yen, can you let me go?"

Ruo Yemu probably didn't know how to skip coins, so he had to walk over cautiously, open the small bag and take out the banknotes.

"for you."

"Chenghui, be sure to come when the time comes. Sushi will be there too."

After getting closer, looking at the faint expression on her tender face, Qing still couldn't bear to see the little girl worried and scared, so he smiled.

"I'm Su Shi's brother. It's our first meeting, and I was just joking. See you then."

He waved and left.

Wakaba Mu was thinking about the information just now.

[Is Su Shi... an accomplice? ]

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PS: For the sake of my balance, this chapter is very crammed.

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Brave: 273, Not Good at Saying Goodbye

Maybe today is a celebrity’s birthday, a country’s independence day, or the day a major invention was invented...

There may be dozens or hundreds of people who can fill the Tokyo Dome and feel that today is special, but tens or hundreds of thousands of people in the dome are doing nothing.

It's like this every day of the year.

Today, in the city of Tokyo, perhaps only one percent of the people in the dome know that a live house has officially opened today, and perhaps less than one in five hundred are truly involved in it.

For them, today is special and worth looking forward to.

For the operators of exhibition halls, lunch is the official start of the day.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the store manager and the sound engineer arrived, after all, it was the opening ceremony.

"Tickets go on sale at five, and admission starts at six. The show will last about two to three hours... You minors, get to bed at eight."

"It's so rare for it to open. Wouldn't it be a shame not to see it all?"

"The last few teams are usually not very interesting. Of course, they are all very skilled today, but normally, this period of time gives those lesser-known teams a chance."

Because a live performance can last two or three hours, and most venues do not provide chairs, standing for such a long time requires a lot of physical strength, so many picky audiences adhere to the principle of "arrive late and leave early", not looking at the front or the back, and leave as soon as the few bands they like come on stage.

Unless it is a place where you cannot enter after a certain period of time.

Xingge explained these little industry common sense while confirming the list.

"How are you and your sister? Are you nervous? It's still early, you can go and rest."

Qing put the bass bag aside and smiled easily, "No need, there's a little bit of nervousness, but more of anticipation."

Su Shigang was lost in thought as he stared at the stage. When asked, he stroked his nails and said, "As for me, I've performed on stage before, and with my brother around, the pressure is much less."

This time was much more relaxed than that one, but just as warm and enjoyable.

Xingge still reminded him proudly, "Keep that quality. Don't worry about how well you play, just show how much fun you have."

"learn."

Qing came closer and said, "Thank you for your concern, manager. Is everything okay here?"

"Of course not. I don't have to worry about minors yet."

The store manager's cheeks flushed slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable with the scent of his sister's fragrance.

"It means just let Xiaoqing rest."

After checking the status of the equipment, PA-san didn't look up and added a sentence.

"Long-winded!"

"whee……"

As the first band to open the venue, Qinghe Sushi now has the privilege of wandering around the venue.

STARRY is not large in scale, but it is decorated with great care. The overall background is iron-gray, and some areas are painted bright red, which enhances the metallic feel.

The stools in the stage area will be removed during the performance, and the best viewing position can only accommodate about forty to fifty people, and the rest will have to come here.

However, because the venue is small, the lighting and sound effects are more outstanding, which I have already experienced when it opened.

You can’t understand the charm of live performances unless you go there in person and feel the impact of the sound waves and the cheers and support of the audience.

When the atmosphere is heated, the stage has gravity, it sparkles and makes your heart beat faster. Perhaps it is because of this vortex-like charm that the band members persist.

“It feels new and sparkly.”

Qing walked to Hongxia and sighed softly.

“Like a wrapped gift.”

"Hey..."

Sister Ijichi smiled with a mixture of embarrassment and pride, but said nothing.

When accepting a gift, just say thank you.

But it’s not convenient to tell my sister now because I haven’t done anything yet, and it’s not convenient to tell Qing either.

Where are my band members?

Hongxia was sorting the tickets. Fanxing still had paper tickets, which were easy to count and confirm. Some live houses used fluorescent stamps, and the guests reached out and stamped them.

It’s a famous venue, and some people collect stamps by posting them on the shelves.

It can also be regarded as a derivative culture of the love for the band.

Here, Yamada Ryo is checking the ice machine and beverage machine and the quantity of consumables.

Because I have been able to eat every day during this period, I look good today.

“Don’t sneak drinks.”