Fighting you is like being in jail.

So embarrassing! I dug my little toe into the ground and it looked like I had a two-bedroom apartment.

Especially when I think about how I know them...

Homura Akemi couldn't help but cover her face, while Mamika awkwardly opened her mouth, wanting to laugh but unable to. Finally, Madoka Kaname covered her eyes with both hands, unable to look.

She leaned back strategically, tilting her head back and making an embarrassing sound while pursing her lips.

"Wow! How embarrassing! Especially considering I know him... Waaah!"

"This is what they mean by 'as long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed,' right..."

"Ya Mie Die! Don't say it! Saying it will only make it more embarrassing."

In an instant, the three of them felt hopeless, even though they hadn't done anything.

Just then, Leng Changshao tossed his head with a strange rhythm, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and shouted with great force:

"Ready, turn around! Continue in a different direction! Boom boom boom!"

"Here it comes! Let's beat it!"

Kitahara Iori and Leng Chang turned around at the same time, and a feeling of passion erupted between the three of them!

"Wow! It's on fire!"

"Please, please stop jumping! Please stop jumping! I feel so ashamed! Oh my god! Woohoo!"

Madoka Kaname let out a mournful cry, at a loss for words.

Finally, the shop assistant, bewildered, discovered the situation and exclaimed in surprise.

"Manager! A group of three people, swaying and bobbing their heads, have come in! They must be experienced!"

Store Manager: "What?! Let me see... Quack! It's the death metal band, Koya! Quickly, bring them in, Koya—!"

Chapter Sixty-Two: Guitar...Hero...

The second floor of the music store.

Going upstairs, you'll see countless musical instruments displayed, leaving only a small aisle. The aisle, just big enough for two people to walk through, is lined with instruments hanging on shelves, from guitars to basses, and drum kits with plastic wrap.

In the very center of the room stood four unique guitars, arranged in a square, as if their presence made the second-floor room feel truly complete.

It's immediately obvious that these four guitars are of extraordinary value.

With just one glance, Leng Chang already sensed that sense of destiny.

"That's..." Leng Chang, looking incredibly stylish, stood in the aisle, propping up the four guitars with his fingers, and asked the smiling shop assistant beside him with shining eyes.

Upon hearing this, the shop assistant's smile widened even more, and she quickly began to introduce the product.

“Gibson 1968…Our store price is 120 million yen.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Goto Ichiri clutched his chest, his facial features instantly contorted, and his heart pounded wildly.

The brain was so overwhelmed by these enormous numbers that it was unable to think.

"120 million?! Gwasn't that a shock! This...this is terrifying!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Chang's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, and the corners of his mouth turned up at that moment; he even nodded slightly.

He pointed at the four guitars, grinned crookedly, and said, "Yosh! That's it!"

"Okay! I'll pack it for you right away!" The shop assistant was overjoyed, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Wait a minute," he suddenly interrupted coldly.

"Is there anything else the guests need?"

"I was referring to the four."

"Joy! To the extreme!"

At that moment, the shop assistant felt that happiness had come too suddenly. He packed the four guitars at the fastest speed in his life and stood in front of the counter with the shop manager, their faces beaming with joy.

Ding Dong!

After Leng Chang paid, at the front gate

Goto Ichiri stood there convulsing uncontrollably, her body shaking violently as if powered by an electric motor, unable to stop. She had a guitar slung over her shoulder and another in her arms, both gifts from Leng Chang.

"No, no, no... No! This... this is too valuable! I can't accept it!"

She shook her head vehemently, squinting her eyes and refusing to accept it no matter what. Her long pink hair was shaken into waves, and she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes unable to look directly at the brilliance emanating from the guitar.

"Take these. One for practice, one as a spare. This money is nothing to us; you're one of us."

"Exactly, this amount of money is still not as good as what we used to have for a meal."

The two men's words made Goto Ichiri hesitate, but she still felt a little guilty.

"But...such a nice guitar..."

She held the guitar with a mixture of worry and joy. Her fingers lovingly stroked the guitar's case, her eyes filled with delight and an instinctive resistance.

"Take it, money is nothing to us now," Homura Akemi said, unable to bear watching any longer, encouraging Ichiri Goto.

"Is this really okay?" Goto Ichiri hesitated, clutching her guitar and looking down, her bangs obscuring her eyes.

“There’s nothing wrong with that. Pochi, if you feel really bad about it, then try to cure your social anxiety. After all, we might have to fight together again later. I hope that every time you see a guitar, you’ll unleash your courage. You’re a guitar hero.”

Leng Chang's eyes were filled with seriousness, and he even raised his fist to encourage Goto Ichiri.

"Guitar...Hero..."

Upon hearing this name, Goto Ichiri tightened his grip on his guitar, his eyes widening as he looked up, his gaze filled with emotion.

"Go, Pochi-chan!"

Madoka Kaname also raised her fist, her eyes sparkling with affirmative encouragement.

"Ok!"

Goto Ichiri nodded heavily, his grip on the guitar tightening. Looking at the people before him, at the smiles on their faces, he felt a warmth in his heart.

A little while later, Goto Ichiri invited everyone to his home.

Everyone happily agreed, especially Madoka Kaname, who was really looking forward to visiting Ichiri Goto's house.

"Great! Let's go quickly!"

Madoka Kaname jumped up happily, her face full of expectant grins. Homura Akemi and Mamika beside her smiled slightly, looking quite pleased with themselves.

Goto Ichiri, holding her guitar with great joy, nodded emphatically, her long pink hair swaying behind her.

"Okay! Let's go!"

However, at this moment.

Leng Chang suddenly noticed a familiar figure in his peripheral vision and turned his head in confusion. His pupils instantly contracted, and his eyes immediately hardened as he stared intently at the girl in the black sailor uniform walking by the roadside.

Her black sailor uniform rippled with her bouncy movements, and with each jump, the gold bells under the red bow on her chest jingled crisply. Her long, dark purple hair was tied into a whip, the ends of which also held gold bells.

Wearing black gloves with a blood-red six-pointed star printed on them, she swung them around her.

His narrowed eyes held a dangerous smile, his parted lips curled upwards, and his teeth, resembling shark fangs, were clearly visible.

True Mirror of the Castle Construction Institute

Known as Little Detective

A complete entertainer, and even more so, a dangerous person with no bottom line.

The biggest problem is her ability; Kotoba can deceive everyone.

A lie can be made to seem true.

If a lie is denied, then the lie becomes the truth.

Such an ability is extremely cheating, but it is useless to Leng Chang, since the limit of her ability is not enough to affect the One God.

The greatest power of the one God who transcends the Law of Cycles is to modify...

But it is also a very dangerous presence for others.

However... what Leng Chang is concerned about is that this person is too dangerous. Many things that were not so serious to begin with will definitely explode after she gets involved.

This is an unstable factor.

They must be eliminated.

"I just remembered something, so I have to go now. Have fun."

Leng Chang said something and walked away without looking back, as if he had made up his mind.

"Huh? Why now?" Kaname Madoka looked at Leng Chang's departing figure with some confusion, her eyes full of disappointment. However, she did not stop him, but just sighed regretfully, feeling the slow exhalation through her nose.

Just after Leng Chang left, Kitahara Iori also spoke up with a smile: "Then I'll be leaving too. I'm going to bring some wine back to my people over there."

"Ok."

Kaname Madoka nodded, not giving Kitahara Iori's departure much thought.

......

In the deserted streets

Chikujoin Makan skipped along the road, in a very good mood, her smile full of anticipation, even tinged with danger.

"How wonderful, this world created by the Creator."

She skipped along the road, then slowly stopped, turning around with a smile to look behind her. Her golden, feline-like vertical pupils gleamed with a pre-existing glint.

"Do you think so?"

Chapter Sixty-Three: It's so great to be able to fight alongside you.

"Do you think so?"

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded on the sidewalk.

It was the sound of casual footsteps. Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori stood under the road sign, their eyes gleaming as they stared intently at Tsukijoin Shinkan ahead.

They didn't hide along the way, but simply followed slowly.

It was only a matter of time before they were discovered, but it seems they deliberately moved to deserted areas.

This made things much easier for the two of them.

The two stood silently on the sidewalk, staring ahead.

Seeing that the two remained silent, Tsukiyomi Shinkansen, standing opposite them, smiled and asked:

"So, what brings you two here? I'm a little scared!"

However, Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori ignored her, instead exchanging a glance and saying in a tone full of petty arrogance:

"Who goes first?"

"She's all alone, let's go side by side!"

Kitahara Iori's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he clenched his fists and shouted forward.

The next second, the two rushed forward simultaneously, their eyes flashing with ferocity. They charged forward with a hand-blade style of sprinting, Leng Chang's mind racing as he considered his attack plan.

The opponent is quite strong, but the biggest problem is their ability!

But it doesn't matter!

As long as I keep attacking, her abilities will have no effect!

In an instant, Tsukijima Shinkan's golden eyes narrowed, and he said with a wide, expectant smile:

"Your attack will be ineffective."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Chang and Kitahara Iori's fists came flying at him instantly.

This situation made her pupils shrink, and she quickly dodged, her body moving like a cheetah to a short distance away in an instant, her legs landing steadily on the sidewalk, the soles of her shoes making a scraping sound.

She stood on the sidewalk, her eyes flashing with surprise, her smile vanishing and the corners of her mouth turning down.

"You probably don't know my abilities."

"..."