Don't be afraid, I've truly come to bring you happiness.

The only way is to pretend to be a hopeless rock 'n' roll idiot and make him give up on that idea completely.

Not only her, but Nina and Subaru next to her thought the same way.

Although the three of them considered the other two as clueless accessories,

But in fact, they have already formed a strategic alliance!

"Okay, I understand."

Lin Yuanshan pursed his lips, feeling somewhat bored because he hadn't seen the amusing expression on the pretty girl's face as she found herself in dire straits.

"Alright, enough chit-chat. As you all know, our mission at Starry Sky is to nurture new bands."

He cleared his throat, preparing to announce the "mentor assignment".

"So, as a newly formed band, the first thing you need to do is..."

coming!

Nina, Subaru, and Momoka had alarm bells ringing in their hearts.

This guy would definitely say, "It's about laying a solid cultural foundation!"

"It's a live performance!"

Rencai shouted loudly, getting ahead of him.

Subaru followed immediately, his tone firm.

"That's right, it's about hosting a live performance!"

Lin Yuanshan was taken aback by their excitement.

"...That's exactly what I wanted to say, why are you all in such a hurry?"

He scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

"However, since Momoka's song 'Empty Box' has been used by someone else, what should we do with the performance repertoire? Should we cover it, or should I go and get the copyright back?"

"By the way, if you're going to cover songs, feel free to use any of AveMujica's or End Band's tracks."

Rencai immediately straightened her chest.

"We can write it ourselves!"

Lin Yuanshan nodded:

"Okay, so what's the band's name?"

"Let's call it Shin-Kawasaki!"

Taoxiang answered without hesitation.

TOGENASHITOGEARI without thorns?

Those English names that require looking up in a dictionary look like they come from a cultured background.

No!

You must establish your "poor learning ability" persona from the very beginning!

"...Isn't this name a bit too old-fashioned?"

Lin Yuanshan cast a suspicious glance at the other two.

As a result, Nina and Subaru nodded vigorously, speaking in unison.

"Good name!"

"Uh... okay, as long as you like it. I can also help with the composition."

[Emulator Tip]

You have used a skill upgrade card.

Your skill band training has been upgraded to green quality.

"No need! I can do it on my own!"

Renna refused without even thinking.

Are you kidding me? If you keep worrying him, will he cough up blood again in the next second?

The first meeting of the new Kawasaki band ended in this strangely harmonious atmosphere.

Back in her rented apartment, Renna turned on the computer she had assembled from parts she'd salvaged from a junkyard.

This monster, which cost less than 5,000 yen but boasts performance comparable to mainstream workstations, is her pride as a PhD in computer science.

Turn on.

She spent half an hour writing an AI program to assist in music production.

Next, he drew upon his vast database of life experiences to complete the lyrics.

Finally, the audio is mixed and modified using an electronic synthesizer.

A rock masterpiece with a complex structure, rich emotions, and brilliant techniques was born.

Renna put on her headphones and listened carefully once.

"Perfect."

She nodded with satisfaction.

Then, select the file, drag it to the recycle bin, and select "Permanently delete".

How could a rebellious high school dropout write lyrics and music of this caliber?

Her public persona will crumble.

but……

How could she, a PhD student, accurately compose a song that matched the level of a "high school dropout girl"?

How can a piece of music be both brilliant and not too genius-like, full of primal anger but not too logically profound?

Renna buried her head in her hands and lay face down on the keyboard.

It's over.

This is even harder than writing a doctoral dissertation.

Chapter 107 That's very lifelike.

How do you compose a piece of music that matches the level of a "high school dropout girl"?

This is a problem requiring a doctoral degree.

Dr. Rencai, a leading scholar in the field of information and automation, is currently tormented by this problem and unable to sleep all night.

She first needs to gain a deeper understanding of the lives of "high school dropout girls".

Fortunately, she had two ready-made, perfect subjects to observe.

So, the next day at noon, Nina invited Momoka and Subaru to Yoshinoya's beef restaurant.

Choosing this place was purely based on rigorous sociological considerations—the cost of living here perfectly matches the persona of a "high school dropout girl".

Dr. Rencai's plans are flawless.

"So, Nina (An and Subaru's nickname for Nina) is experiencing a creative block in her composition?"

As soon as he sat down, Subaru spoke first.

Rencai nodded heavily.

"I need to find inspiration in you."

Tao Xiang poked at the beef rice in her bowl with her chopsticks.

"What kind of inspiration is it? If it's music theory, it would take quite a while to explain it from the beginning."

"That's not necessary."

Rencai immediately denied it and asked bluntly:

"I mainly want to draw inspiration from everyday life. Tao Xiang, besides working and drinking, what else do you do?"

Upon hearing this, Tao Xiang pinched her chin.

Working? Drinking?

She could easily spend all the money she had by registering a few new patents for polymer materials.

On weekdays, she usually does the waltz while holding the life-size replica of Lin Yuanshan doll, or browses the latest issue of Nature Chemistry while playing the violin.

But can these things be said?

"A high school dropout rock 'n' roll idiot!"

What do people like this usually do?

Momoka's brain was racing, its blankness comparable to a reaction vessel waiting to be filled.

This is even harder to write than a paper published in a top-tier journal!

Under the scrutinizing gazes of her two teammates, her eyes swept frantically across the store, finally settling on the screen of a high school student's phone at the next table—Initial D.

Got it!

Takumi Fujiwara, by all accounts, could be considered a high school dropout!

Using him as a template will guarantee success!

Tao Xiang cleared her throat and spoke slowly in a weathered tone:

“I usually enjoy driving fast on the nearby mountain roads.”

Nina, Subaru:? ? ?

"The senior colleague at the shop where I worked noticed that I liked to use the drainage ditch to drift when I was driving, so he insisted on dragging me to participate in a night race."

“My opponent was a red FD, and I won without even realizing it. Since then, drivers from the neighborhood have been constantly coming to challenge me, and I’ve spent all my time racing against them.”

"..."

An and Subaru: "..."

The air fell into dead silence.

Peach Blossom's heart tightened, and she immediately shifted her focus:

"Don't...don't just ask me! What does Subaru usually do? He can't possibly be hiding in his room submitting articles to The Economist!"

Subaru's pupils dilated slightly.

You guessed it, I just published an article last week about quantitative hedge fund risk models.

But of course she couldn't say that.

So, Dr. Subaru also began to look around.

It was quite a coincidence that the high school student who was watching "Initial D" was watching "The Ryuo's Work is Never Done!" with his friend.

Inspiration instantly infused my soul!

She cleared her throat and began her storytelling segment:

"I... enjoy playing shogi in my spare time."

"My goal was to reach the pinnacle of the Japanese shogi world and win the Dragon King title, until one day, a strange elementary school girl entered my life."

Dr. Subaru's wildly imaginative ramblings left his two teammates speechless.

Dr. Rencai began to seriously question the meaning of life.

So, is the daily life of a female high school dropout really this exciting and hardcore?

Having drawn inspiration from her "teammates," she found no inspiration, but instead fell into deeper confusion...

The next day.

"Huge Echo" Karaoke Room.

With dark circles under her eyes, Renna handed over a piece of paper covered with song lyrics.