Aunt Xiangzi, how did you manage to live?

"Although I find this kind of thing boring, Kazama might actually be the kind of person who would do something like this."

Hachiman Kairin was still wearing her usual black leather jacket and denim skirt, showing little interest in Nyanmu's attempts to make conversation.

In her mind, today was the day she and Kazama had agreed to give Riki a little "surprise," but the girl next to her was really beyond Hachiman Kairin's understanding of surprises.

"I know Kazama-kun, but I don't really know Yutenji-kun very well."

"Hmm hmm~"

Miaomeng responded with a soft hum while watching beauty vlog videos.

"Then why did you come with us?"

"Because I was curious~ And I already found out, you know? Our group doesn't revolve around that Miss Toyokawa, it's Akatsuki-chan, right? I just wanted to get a little closer to everyone, a little closer to the center of the group, what did I do wrong?"

"An explanation that doesn't even qualify as sophistry."

"But aren't you curious, Hailin? Why is it that Xiaojiang, who is usually so easy to talk to, suddenly becomes like an overprotective parent whenever the topic of Xiaomu comes up?"

"Maybe he really just enjoys being a father to quiet, cute girls. Hmm, he's probably a genuine fetishist."

"Ugh, that sounds disgusting. But if that's true, why didn't he take care of Hailin too? Hailin is also very sparing with words, okay? She has a love for Mutsuki, so having a love for Hailin too is fine, right?"

"Let's skip that kind of thing, because I have my own father. Doesn't Yutenji-kun have his own father too?"

"Wow, that was a great punchline! And the insults were really filthy, Hailing!"

"...Actually, I really didn't mean to curse."

Hailing, who had inadvertently delivered a stand-up routine, sighed and then remained silent no matter how much Miaomeng explained with a smile.

It was the height of summer, and the scorching sun beat down relentlessly on the earth, distorting even vision with the intense heat. Hailing and Miaomeng didn't have to wait long before a figure appeared, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, as they drew closer.

"I'm sorry to have kept you both waiting."

The boy, who jogged up to the two, wiped his bangs, which were damp from the fine beads of sweat. He wasn't actually late; it was just that Miaomeng and Hailing, those two top students, had arrived at the agreed location ahead of time.

"Xiao-chan, you look so disheveled~ Here, use my handkerchief to wipe the sweat from your face?"

Miaomeng smiled and handed the boy a brand new handkerchief.

"Let's go, I can't wait to see what kind of interesting expression that guy will have when you show up with us."

The usually composed Hailing was overjoyed and eager to try, seemingly imagining the amusing expression on her friend's face when the friend discovered her surprised to find her at a place she shouldn't have been.

"I hope you two won't cause me any extraordinary trouble."

Kazama shook his head as he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Kazama-kun, I have something to say. Yutenji-kun just claimed that you seem to want to become Wakaba-kun's father."

"Wait... which of my words did I mean that? By the way, Hailing, you actually have a good sense of humor, don't you? I underestimated you!"

"Hey...can you two just shut up for a bit?"

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Inside the recording studio on the other side.

Shiina Riki was completely unaware of the storm that was about to hit her. She was sitting in a spacious and comfortable recording studio, practicing the drumbeats she already knew by heart over and over again in front of the drum kit.

Only when the frequency of the foot drum vibrations under her feet and her heartbeat were in sync could she feel that she was not nearly as restless as she appeared.

"call----"

As the rhythmic drumbeats ended, Shiina Tatsuki, without even catching her breath, gently put down the drumsticks, trying to even out her somewhat flustered breathing.

"...Calm down. You're in good shape."

Her touch was pretty good today, more than enough for her usual training sessions—but using it to play dumb is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

[It's not exactly feigning ignorance; after all, this behavior is merely a way to shorten the distance between two people by showing weakness, not a genuine attempt to pretend to be completely clueless. It's just a tactic. Knowing boundaries and being reasonable, knowing when to step back and leave room for others to approach you—that's how you succeed, isn't it?]

Su Shi's earnest teachings still echoed in Li Xi's ears. She swallowed and then gripped the drumsticks in her hand tightly.

Room for maneuver, um... room for maneuver.

Li Xi, who never knew how to show weakness or leave room for others, was a little uneasy.

In her dictionary, any problem related to music requires genuine skill and all-out effort to achieve satisfactory results.

But now she has to rein in some of her fearless impulsiveness at the right time, and also leave some room for others to get close to her...

It feels a bit difficult.

Lixi tapped the drumhead dryly, the dull tone mirroring her anxious and restless mood.

If it were someone else, Shiina Tatsuki would absolutely disdain the idea of ​​changing herself just to please that person.

But this guy just happens to be Kazama.

Well, doing what Su Shi said isn't necessarily wrong. Maybe this way, he can more easily separate his own image from the image of Aunt Li Xi in his memory. Why not?

Shiina Tatsuki made up her mind and sat quietly in front of the drum set, waiting for the approaching footsteps to slowly draw near. As the footsteps grew louder, her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

Finally, as the boy pushed open the recording studio door, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in Li Xi's eyes—

"excuse me."

"Ta-da! Our surprise guest has made a grand entrance!"

But this light quickly dissipated as the unexpected duo followed closely behind the boy, appearing in her field of vision.

"………ha?!"

Li Xi couldn't help but let out a "Ha," his face showing a complex mix of confusion and bewilderment.

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Chapter Sixty-Two: Aunt Meow Dream, the Prankster

Shiina Tatsuki is a very stubborn guy who rarely listens to others.

Appropriately signaling a need for help? That's just showing weakness! Showing your vulnerable side to someone you admire at the right time? That's not cool at all. How can you reveal your flaws in front of someone you admire?

In conclusion, Shiina Tatsuki, with her prickly personality, finds it difficult to build healthy and intimate relationships with others, and she doesn't believe that making such concessions can help her establish good intimate relationships with others.

However, this time is an exception.

She unusually chose to listen to Su Shi's advice, and after some awkward deliberation, she sent the text message with great anticipation.

Even without that kind of close, one-on-one tutoring, that guy would definitely rush over, saying things like, "I just can't do anything with you," and then take action to solve her problems.

Although Lixi felt that her behavior was tantamount to lying and was somewhat despicable, she had no other way to shorten the distance between herself and the boy at the moment.

Let's be despicable then.

With this awareness, she arrived at the recording studio early and practiced repeatedly. The moment she saw Kazama push open the door and enter, a glimmer of joy suddenly appeared in Ritsuki's eyes—

However, the appearance of the short-haired purple girl and the serious-looking medium-length black-haired girl that followed the boy completely erased the joy in his eyes.

"surprise".

Yawata Kairin curled the corners of her mouth slightly, and a subtle playfulness appeared in her smile as she looked at Riki.

"...What are you doing here?"

Feeling that his plans had been completely disrupted, Li Xi frowned and looked at Hai Ling with a rather unpleasant expression.

"And also, this Miss Meow Dream over here..."

"Hi hi~ It's nice to meet you, Lixi! We're in the same position, please take care of me!"

Miaomeng had none of the airs of a top beauty blogger; she waved and greeted everyone warmly and familiarly.

"...I remember I asked you to come, Kazama, not trying to organize a team-building activity for your ave mujica."

Sensing that there might be other subtle emotions behind Miao Meng's overly friendly smile, Li Xi turned to look at the curly-haired boy standing between them, her sharp eyes now carrying a noticeable sense of pressure.

Clearly, she wanted an explanation from Kazama.

"Oh, about this—"

"We've heard about Li Xi's difficulties, right? Actually, it's because Xiao Jiang really wants to solve Li Xi's problem, so Hai Ling and I volunteered to help Xiao Jiang solve this urgent issue!"

Just as Kazama was about to explain why Hailin and Nyanmu had appeared in this place with him, Nyanmu domineeringly seized the right to explain and even more familiarly took control of the conversation.

"So, this has nothing to do with Xiao-chan. It's just that Hai-ling and I wanted to help, and I also really wanted to get to know MYGO's drummer."

Miao Meng, with her masterful communication skills, gave a perfectly appropriate answer, which somewhat dispelled the gloomy cloud that had been hanging over Li Xi's face.

However, Miao Meng also noticed that when the name "Xiao Jiang" came out of her mouth, Li Xi's eyebrows furrowed down again in displeasure.

Noticing this detail, Miss Meow's eyes curved slightly with a hint of pleasure.

It seems the relationship between the two is far more interesting than she imagined.

The short-haired girl wisely kept quiet, but compared to the eloquent Meow Dream, the taciturn Hailin's words were not as pleasant to hear.

"You actually asked for help? Could it be that your drumming skills have deteriorated to the point where you're so bad that the audience can tell without guidance?"

"You're so long-winded, you really have a sharp tongue."

Lixi retorted without holding back, which was exactly the feedback Hailing had hoped for, so she smiled with satisfaction.

“Ahem… I think we should get straight to the point, ladies.”

As the only man present, and also the one who brought the three of them together, Kazama quickly brought the focus back to the main topic.

"Since we agreed to give Lixi some pointers on drums, let's all help him out, shall we?"

He knew what Miaomeng was planning.

She and Lixi were quite close, and Lixi and Hailing were like-minded classmates. Only she was in a distant, unfamiliar position in Mujica, not knowing anyone.

Although it might be a little awkward to force her way into such an occasion, as an opportunist, she would never miss any opportunity that would benefit her plans.

If anyone else had realized her intentions, they would have definitely rejected her persistent attempts to join with obvious disgust. But Kazama also harbored feelings for Nekomu since childhood, and knowing Nekomu's temperament, he tacitly approved of her behavior.

Moreover, allowing these three to meet and get to know each other in advance, just like he remembered, and chatting happily about music and the band, would satisfy his personal desires.

"Come on, let's begin."

So he eagerly sat down in front of the drum set in the center of the recording studio, looking at the three girls sitting in front of him with great interest.

The three people standing in a row, each with a different expression, looked down at him, just like the three aunts who had guided him to master musical instruments in his distant memory.

Despite the passage of time and the changes in people, he still felt overjoyed that these three people could appear in front of him at the same time.

This time, however, the roles of teacher and student have been completely reversed. It's as if he traveled back to this time and space to repay the aunts for raising him—this time, he has become the teacher who imparts all his knowledge, while Lixi is the confused and eager-to-learn student.

"...I can't play at this pace."

Feeling a little downcast that her carefully prepared private time with two uninvited guests had been disrupted, but too embarrassed to say anything, Riki still obediently handed the sheet music to Kazama, honestly playing the role of a student who needed a teacher to impart knowledge and resolve doubts.

Just as Kazama lowered his head to carefully examine the rhythm on the sheet music—

"Oh, I just practiced this a couple of days ago?"

Miaomeng once again poked her head out at an inopportune moment, joining the learning process between teacher and student with great familiarity.

"Hey, Xiao-chan, it was definitely a wise decision to call me over! Let me demonstrate!"

She even snatched the drumsticks from Kazama's hands without a word, and then, under Riki's somewhat astonished gaze—