Even though I need you so much, I let Xiangzi stay.

It's all your fault.

If you don't say those things, if you help me.

Everything should not be like this.

It was all your fault that CRYCHIC disbanded.

and so.

Rebuilding CRYCHIC, actually, is also for you.

So that you may atone for your sins!

In order to make Xiao Mu obedient, he asked Xiao Mu to take him to see Xiangzi.

Nagasaki Motoyo had a sudden inspiration and comforted herself by telling herself that she did it for Mutsuki.

Xiao Mu simply didn't see it clearly.

Moreover, even if Xiao Mu hates herself, as long as Xiangzi comes back.

Everything will be alright.

Ever since the concert ended, ever since I learned that Xiangzi might have been hospitalized.

Motoyo Nagasaki often thinks how much better it would be if Kasuga Kage had never been performed.

If only Xiangzi could have been kept.

Is CRYCHIC the same as...?

But every day when I wake up, all that's left are CRYCHIC's photos.

Oh, if only I could see Xiangzi.

Xiao Mu, you'll understand eventually.

They must want to rebuild CRYCHIC.

"No!" said Wakaba Mutsu.

"Xiangzi, CRYCHIC doesn't matter anymore, so please don't bother Xiangzi anymore!"

"No way!" Nagasaki Motoyo roared! "Shoko wouldn't be indifferent to CRYCHIC, she was clearly so happy, don't say things like that! It's all your fault that she's like this."

Su Shi looked at Mu's lowered head and quickly changed her tone.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Mu, don't say things like that. How could Xiangzi not care about CRYCHIC? Don't say things like that!! Um, clearly, clearly we said we would form a community of shared destiny, clearly we were so happy and warm at that time, I, no, everyone, everyone misses CRYCHIC, so don't say things like that."

"Xiao Mu, you also want to rebuild CRYCHIC, right?"

"Me!" Ruoye Mu lowered her head, just about to speak.

“Don’t tell me you’ve never enjoyed playing in a band!” Nagasaki Motoyo immediately cut off Mutsu’s words.

"Xiao Mu, don't make jokes like that. Everyone will be very unhappy if they hear it."

"CRYCHIC has never said they're disbanding."

"Isn't that right, Xiao Mu?"

"This is for everyone!"

It's not for everyone's sake!

Wakaba Mutsu watched as Nagasaki Motoyo made her decision.

because.

Ruoye Mutsu doesn't want Xiangzi to turn back.

. . . . . .

"what!!"

Shiina Tatsuki, the former drummer of CRYCHIC and now the drummer of the band formed by Nagasaki Motoyo, sighed and slumped onto his desk.

"Huh? Your band's debut performance went wrong, they just exploded?"

"No way!!!" Shiina Ritsuki stood up and looked at the girl in front of her, who was holding a bass guitar and looking at her.

"Hey, which company is it today?"

"FLY, KIRAKIRA".

"Oh, I don't know him."

"FLY's bassist, uh, what was his name again? Never mind, I don't remember. Anyway, he was pressured out by the drummer because of his poor performance skills, and I was asked to replace him. KIRAKIRA's bassist chose to leave because of the band's philosophy. I think the band chose to cater to the masses, while the bassist chose to stick to his own ideas and left."

"I don't recognize them. There are several more bands now. Hailing, are you really managing to keep up?"

"I just play music in the past, and then I leave. I don't have anything else to do. As long as I play well, that's enough," Hachiman Kairin said nonchalantly.

"Ah~ They don't care about anything, they don't have any connections, they just play their own music, what kind of band is that?" Shiina Tatsuki asked.

"Is there a problem?" Hailing asked doubtfully. "And what about you guys? Is your band making you sigh and lament here?"

"Well, how should I put it?" Shiina Tatsuki scratched his head.

"Tsk, there's nothing wrong with our concert, except that one, one jerk listened to our performance and fell and ended up in the hospital on his way out."

"That guy, Toyokawa Shoko!"

"It's her again!"

"Xiangzi?" The blonde girl behind the two stood up and looked at Shiina Tatsuki.

"Xiangzi, you mean Xiangzi is in the hospital?"

"Eh? Misumi Hatsuka-kun?" Shiina Tatsuki looked at Yahata Kairin as the big star Misumi Hatsuka hurriedly ran out.

Yawata Kairin shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

And the eye of the storm.

Toyokawa Shoko is still fast asleep.

Ever since I discovered that what this Japanese high school teaches is not much different from what I learned in junior high school.

And yet, I am still a doctoral student studying physics.

If you listen to someone repeating "1+1=2" next to you for an hour, you'll just want to sleep.

In addition, there's the issue of working overnight shifts.

Xiangzi was fast asleep.

Wait until school is over.

I rubbed my eyes and got up.

Oh, school's out, the moon's about to rise, time to go to work.

Ok.

Everyone has left.

I feel a little lonely.

it is good!

Decided!

I took out my phone and found Mu.

type.

"Xiao Mu, why don't you talk to me? Is it just because I didn't say anything?"

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Chapter 6: Succubus Xiao Xiang's Cake - Will You Eat It? Eat It! I'd Eat It Even If It Kills Me!

"Sorry, I'm going to watch a movie," said Wakaba Mutsu, looking down.

However, this is a lie.

Using this excuse, Ms. Nagasaki Motoyo won't bother me anymore today.

However, he was actually going to find Xiangzi.

Nagasaki Motoyo asked him to take her to find Shoko, but he refused, saying that Shoko was unwilling.

However, he secretly went to see Xiangzi in private.

Even Wakaba Mutsuki thought it was extremely excessive.

However, I also have my reasons.

Looking at Xiangzi's text message.

"Little Mu, Little Mu, do you like cake?"

"Hmm?" Cake? Wakaba Mutsu couldn't figure out how Shoko and cake were connected.

Xiangzi wouldn't buy himself desserts because they were too expensive.

"The shop manager said she'd teach me how to make cakes!"

By the way, Xiangzi worked at the cake shop.

But ask yourself, why?

"Making a cake? Then why are you asking me?" Wakaba Mutsu asked, puzzled.

"Because I wanted to make it for Xiaomu!" Xiangzi seemed even more puzzled. Did he need a reason to make a cake for his friend?

"Huh?" Wakaba Mutsu's eyes widened slightly as she typed.

"why?"

"Because Xiaomu has helped me a lot, I want to thank her! So, well, I wanted to make a cake for Xiaomu, hehe, this is my first time making one!"

"Xiangzi, are you going to make me a cake?"

"What's wrong? Gu, I know it might not taste good since it's my first time making it, but with the shop manager's guidance, I don't think it'll be that bad~ Besides, I specifically asked you what flavor you like."

"Was it made especially for me?"

"Well, well, anyway, I had to do it anyway, so I felt that at times like this, I should definitely share it with my best friend, so I did."

"Best friend?"

"What? Do you want it or not? If not, I'll eat it myself!"

"Yes!" Ruoye Mu quickly sent it.

"What flavor?"

"Hmm, mango flavor?"

"What flavor is this? I'll add more mango and top it with a layer of mango pudding."

"it is good!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at the store!"

"Okay!" Xiao Mu raised her hand, put her phone away, and quickened her pace slightly.

Cakes don't taste good if they're left out for too long.

But what flavor does the cake taste like?

There are many things that Ruoye Mutsu has never eaten.

After all, those who practice dance and performance must control their body shape.

She eats the most traditional Western food every day to maintain her figure.

Cakes are high in calories, so while it's okay to eat them occasionally, monitoring their intake is quite troublesome.

My mother wouldn't want to think that much; high-calorie foods are all forbidden.

After all, it's all for my own good.

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