The lady can hear my voice

Sora Niijima nodded.

"But not yet."

Upon hearing this, Sanjiao Chuhua also fell into deep thought.

She then came to the same conclusion.

"It really doesn't work."

The two looked at each other.

In this regard, they don't need to communicate to understand each other.

It's very simple. With their current status, inviting Xiangzi is actually a kind of almsgiving attitude.

And the example of Sanjiao Chuhua could not really convince Xiangzi.

Something more practical is needed.

For example, right now, we can see the success.

Sankaku Hatsuka: "Then...what should we do? Niijima-kun, your idea is good, but can we only wait now?"

"Saki-chan...I guess you're still working hard at this point...it's really hard work."

Sora Niijima: "...Tōra Takamatsu, you should know, right?"

Mikado Hatsuka: "Well... after all, he was the lead singer of Saki-chan's original band."

Sora Niijima: “Now, they have reunited as a band and will soon be performing at a music festival.”

"If they can succeed at music festivals and gain enough fans, then there will be opportunities for commercialization."

"And if they can succeed, then there will be examples around them that can convince Xiangzi."

"Then...when we invite Xiangzi again, it won't be unequal anymore."

Sanjiao Chuhua's eyes lit up: "It becomes, because we saw an opportunity, and Saki-chan just happens to be someone who meets the requirements, we want to cooperate with her, this is not just to help her..."

"Niijima-kun...you are really amazing...you can actually think of so many things."

Niijima Sora shook his head. "But these are just ideal scenarios after all. The future may not be so smooth."

"We'll have to adjust based on the situation at that time."

Sanjiao Chuhua looked at him and was still dissatisfied with himself and somewhat self-blaming, and was stunned for a moment.

He really values ​​Saki-chan more than he thought...

It's no wonder... when Saki-chan mentioned him, she smiled so naturally and happily...

Sankaku Hatsuka feels that as long as Sora Niijima is determined to get Shoko into the band, this is actually feasible.

But by that time, Xiangzi's autonomy and her independent personality would all be forcibly destroyed.

In other words... Xiangzi will no longer be Xiangzi.

Sora Niijima didn't want this to happen, so he tried his best to think about what to do next.

……

When parting with Mikado Hatsuka, Sora Niijima smiled again.

But Sanjiao Chuhua could not forget the sad look on his face in the coffee shop just now.

And just now on the stage, he expressed himself freely through playing the guitar.

Indifference to passers-by, politeness to people around you, genuine concern and worry for friends.

Although Sankaku Hatsuhua was not particularly familiar with Niijima Sora, they had only met four times.

But during these effective times, Sanjiao Chuhua saw many different versions of him.

Different from what others see, he seems to be perfect.

But there is one thing that Sanjiao Chuhua can’t understand.

Why...when he faced himself, he forgot about his disguise?

Am I also a trustworthy person to him?

The girl walked back to her rented house with a lot of doubts.

-

Late at night.

Toyokawa Shoko dragged her tired body back home.

After taking a shower, she glanced at the empty living room.

Recently her father often stays out all night and no one knows what he does.

However, he did get his compensation.

Two million.

The person who beat him was said to be a foreign student.

Because foreigners don't understand the laws here, he can succeed.

When Toyokawa Shoko thought of this, she couldn't help biting her lips.

For such a father, she really...

Back in her small room, Shoko Toyokawa sat on the futon and looked at the photo of her mother on the desk.

Then he glanced at the gift box on the other side.

This gift box was originally used to hold necklaces, but now luxury items like necklaces have long been sold.

Only the box remained.

Shoko Toyokawa reached out, picked up the box and gently opened it.

Inside was the prayer tablet that Sora Niijima had given her.

Shoko Toyokawa took out the prayer card, placed it in the palm of her hand, tried to warm it with her body temperature, and then prayed to it.

After doing all this, Toyokawa Shoko felt that all the fatigue from today's work had been relieved, and she felt that she had new hope in the days when she couldn't hold on any longer.

All that could be thought of in Toyokawa Shoko's mind was the boy's face and every word he had said to her.

"Sora, thank you for the gift."

The girl whispered to herself with a happy smile on her face.

After Toyokawa Shoko finished doing all this, she carefully put the prayer cards into the box and finally placed them in the corner of the table.

Just started recording today's bills.

This is a habit that Shoko Toyokawa developed after she moved out of the villa.

Keep track of your daily expenses, how much money you earn, and how far you are from your debt repayment goal.

But... every time she saw that astronomical figure, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

The three years of high school passed in a flash.

Even ten years pass in a flash.

Do I really have a chance?

Although the girl thought so, she never stopped writing.

117 End of band building?

A bright morning.

Hongxia is preparing breakfast for her sister.

While waiting for the water to boil, she kept the beat by tapping the chair with drumsticks.

She is not a very talented person, she is just mediocre.

So the only way to make up for this is through daily practice.

"Oh, done." Hong Xia put down the drumstick, washed her hands and started cooking noodles.

……

Xingge was eating Hongxia's breakfast, checking her phone, and asked, "Hongxia, summer vacation is almost here, don't you have any plans?"

Hong Xia: "What's your plan?"

Xingge looked at her and saw that she didn't understand what he meant at all. He sighed and was about to explain when he was interrupted.

"Sister! Look at this!"

Hongxia was also checking her phone. She had just sent the breakfast she had prepared to the band’s group, and then sent a message to remind everyone to get up.

Then I saw a text message pop up.

"what?"

Xingge took the phone and took a look at it.

"Music festival invitation...? Saitama Prefecture... Hmm, is this the one that the Mygo band will be attending next?"

Hong Xia: "Maybe?"

Xing Ge: "That's great, just go and join us. I'll bring people to see you then."

However, Hongxia was not as straightforward as before, but hesitated a little.

"This kind of large-scale music festival... there should be a lot of people, right? Is it really... okay to attend?"

Xingge listened to these words that were not in line with her style, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"So you want to ask Sora Niijima's opinion, right?"

Hong Xia: "...No, this kind of thing is also the band's business, we can't always..."

Xing Ge: "Hong Xia, let me remind you, although I think that guy is just average, he is undoubtedly a hot commodity."

"If you don't have any ideas, give up as soon as possible."

"If there is, I'll call him over to you."

Hongxia blushed and said nothing, just ate noodles.

Seeing that she didn't reply to him, Xingge ignored it and continued to eat breakfast.

In fact, I was very happy.

When it comes to teasing their younger sisters, older sisters all over the world are the same.

When Hongxia finished washing the dishes and was about to turn on the TV and sit down, Xingge said lazily, "Sora Niijima told me that he will be here in five minutes."

Hong Xia: “Huh?”

"Sister, why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Watching Hongxia running back to the room in a hurry.

Xingge laughed wildly.

-

"Good morning, Niijima-kun."

Hongxia changed into the clothes she wore when she first met Pochi-chan.

A pure white dress and a light blue jacket, a red bow as big as Conan's voice changer, and a pair of small red boots.

[Although Hongxia looks cute in anything, this outfit is really...]

Sora Niijima: “Oh huh.”

Hong Xia: “Oh?”

Sora Niijima: "Nothing, good morning, Nijima."

【A beautiful morning starts with seeing Hongxia. 】

Hong Xia, who was walking beside him, was almost losing herself listening to countless compliments, and her face was flushed.