We agreed to be in a band for life, what the heck is Dragon Raja?

If Ye Mu needs to use the guitar to heal herself, then isn't she the same?

The room where the piano was placed was empty, and no one would come to disturb it.

This is a very private place for the villa owner. Apart from when cleaning, only members of the Toyokawa family can come here.

Toyokawa Shoko spent almost the entire weekend here.

Aside from necessary rest, washing up, and meals, she spends almost all her remaining time here.

Perhaps... it's because of the upcoming music festival in Tsuki no Mori?

Toyokawa Shoko herself didn't know why she felt a particular urge to touch the piano this weekend.

Pianos, too, have a lifespan.

If you don't wipe the piano body regularly, clean the keys, and perform other professional tasks... its lifespan will be shortened, and the tone will become unstable.

The piano in the Toyokawa family is in such good condition that it looks as if it were just manufactured.

Toyokawa Shoko cherished it dearly; above it, she placed a doll of her mother.

Whenever she plays this piano, she can recall her childhood, as if her mother is still by her side, and the atmosphere at home is so warm that she never feels lonely.

Toyokawa Shoko thought of her mother again.

As the Tsuki no Mori Music Festival approached, this longing lingered deep within her heart, growing ever stronger.

The father's long hours of overtime work and the cold atmosphere at home amplified these emotions to a surge.

This emotional state caused her to suddenly feel unwell, and after resting at home for a while, she came to Tsuki no Mori to attend school.

wow——

As Toyokawa Shoko listened to the cheers erupting in class because of the geography teacher's sharp critique of the TV series, her thoughts were pulled back to the lesson.

Amidst the unusual noise in the classroom, the image of Wakaba Mutsu inexplicably popped into her mind.

As childhood friends with Wakaba Mutsu, the two have known each other since they were young.

Naturally, Toyokawa Shoko also knew something about the Wakaba family.

Perhaps... Xiao Mu's mood this weekend is the same as hers.

Toyokawa Shoko thought to herself.

She lowered her head and looked at her geography textbook.

The geography teacher said he was tired, and then suddenly brought up the key points from today's class again. A large group of students were frantically flipping through their books.

Seeing that Toyokawa Shoko in front of him seemed to have calmed down a bit, Wakaba Mutsu lowered his head again and started flipping through his textbook.

next to

Nanun Ugetsu seems to still be asleep.

His geography textbook was also placed on the table, but he never opened it.

At this moment, the scene in Nan Yun Yuyue's mind was completely different from that of everyone else in the classroom.

Chapter 54 Changes in the Consciousness Space

At this moment, within Nan Yun Yu Yue's consciousness.

The scene here is completely different from what he saw when he first arrived.

Now, his consciousness space has become a vast palace with almost no end.

Nan Yun Yuyue stood still, looking up.

The entire hall does not follow any known architectural style.

It is neither like the flying eaves and brackets of Chinese architecture, nor like the solemnity of Western arched domes. It is as if it comes from a civilization independent of this world, forming its own system.

This is?

Nan Yun Yu Yue walked forward on her own, without taking a step back.

As he walked, he glanced down at the ground.

The hall's floor was paved with some kind of unknown black-gold stone slabs, so smooth that his reflection could be seen.

He took a few steps forward, his footsteps light and silent.

Furthermore, instead of large chandeliers like crystal chandeliers hanging overhead, a floating 'pocket watch' provides illumination inside the hall.

And this pocket watch, in appearance, is almost exactly the same as the one that Nanon Ugetsu lit earlier.

Nan Yun Yuyue found the changes in her sea of ​​consciousness very strange.

He remembered the very beginning of the "temple of consciousness," which had no boundaries and no shape.

But in his current state, calling it "consciousness" is no longer accurate; it's more like some kind of "connection terminal," linking him to... some unknown behemoth.

How is this going……

Nanyun Yuyue's thoughts drifted.

Using the light cast by the pocket watch, he looked around the hall.

Countless paintings hang on the four walls.

The first image depicts a white dragon bound by a bronze pillar, sinking into an icy sea. The sea surface is covered with thick ice, and the dragon's body is pressed down, its form seemingly still struggling.

The second image depicts a bronze city, its underground excavated for thousands of meters to reveal a massive red dragon skeleton, winding and coiling deep within the ruins.

The third image depicts a storm and a tsunami. At the crest of the giant wave, a dark figure stands silently, his clothes fluttering, looking down upon the world below.

……

These are just a few representative paintings. In addition, there are many other similar paintings, each with a different style and content, standing here in a somewhat chaotic manner.

Nan Yun Yu Yue walked over to each of them and looked at the scenes above.

His thoughts seemed to freeze at that moment; he could only passively look at the content on the painting, but had no feelings of his own.

He looked around and, without realizing it, walked to the last wall.

There was only one painting there.

On the painting, a giant, jet-black dragon is nailed to a mountaintop, iron nails piercing its skeleton, and blood flowing down the rocks like a waterfall.

Down the mountain, however, a tiny group of people, as small as ants, were cheering, as if celebrating the end of an era.

The painting stands majestically, as if it were embedded in the skeleton of space.

As Nan Yunyu gazed at the painting, it was as if a million streams of information were simultaneously pouring into his mind, quickly taking over his thoughts.

He tried to look away, but found his gaze fixed on the painting as if by some force.

Consciousness was torn apart in that instant.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Scenes flashed before his eyes.

Frozen, Bronze City, Subway Station, Storm, Mountain, City...

A multitude of unknown elements, mixed together in his stream of consciousness, rushed toward him.

Nan Yun Yuyue staggered and covered her forehead.

He then realized that the scenes he had seen when he first came here were all paintings inside the palace.

He felt his thoughts were somewhat chaotic, like a language he didn't know, constantly arguing in his ear.

Nan Yun Yuyue gritted her teeth and persevered.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally recovered, his body covered in cold sweat.

at the same time,

Inside the temple of consciousness, the floating lamp, resembling a pocket watch, went out.

The world fell into darkness.

"call……"

Nan Yun Yuyue tried to raise her consciousness and then opened her eyes.

wow——

The light from the classroom ceiling mixed with natural light fell on his face, and the wind outside the window rustled the leaves.

His head was still a little fuzzy. He looked down and saw that his textbook from the last class was still on the table. He had no idea how long he had slept.

"What time is it now?"

Nanon Ugetsu glanced at Wakaba Mutsuki beside her; her geography textbook was on her desk.

At that moment, Ruo Yemu was looking at him, which is why he hadn't had time to change his textbook for the next class.

"Oh, so the second period has already ended."

Nan Yun Yuyue then realized how long she had slept.

"Two classes... that's not too long of a nap."

He felt the strange sensation disappear and his body return to normal.

A pale blue panel naturally popped up in front of Nan Yun Yu Yue:

[Progress towards unlocking 'The Burial Ground of Gods' (2/6)]

[Current Word of Power: 1]

……

"The panel is more complete than ever before."

With a thought, Nan Yun Yu Yue clicked on 'Current Word of Power Fire', and the remaining content on the panel was displayed:

【'Precepts'】

[Forbidden Zone: LV3] [Heart Abyss: LV2] [Candlelight: LV2]

[Rebirth: Not yet available]

[Currently available skill points: 0]

Following the fire of the power of words in 'Discipline', there is another section:

[Other specialized skills:]

[Novel Writing Level 5] [Guitar Level 4] [Cooking Skills Level 4]

"Unexpectedly, apart from the skill specializations related to the dragon race, they were all placed at the very end."

"but……"

Nan Yun Yuyue looked at the contents above and pondered to herself:

"The fire of words, the burial place of gods... there is still much to be unlocked."

"Speaking of which, tomorrow is the music festival. I wonder what Crychic will become with my presence."

As Nan Yun Yuyue was thinking this, Ruo Ye Mu saw that he had woken up, got up from her seat, and walked to his side:

"Xiang..."

Toyokawa Shoko?

Nangumo Ugetsu didn't expect that just after he woke up, Wakaba Mutsu would suddenly bring up Toyokawa Shoko again.

What happened again?

He looked toward Xiangzi's position.

now,

Toyokawa Shoko was lying face down on the table, her head buried in her arms, her long blue hair sliding down her body, obscuring her face.

However, in Nan Yun Yu Yue's perception, Xiang Zi showed no signs of losing control.

No, wait.

Nan Yun Yuyue suddenly remembered the last time he saw a fleeting gray mist on Toyokawa Shoko's body after the rules were activated.