Who says meal replacements can’t be eaten as meals?

A slightly cool touch came from the palm of my hand. It was Hai Ling's hand. The fingertips were a little rough and not warm at all. Someone even took the opportunity to pinch it twice.

"Let's go." Miss Hailing said in a flat tone, holding Sakuya's hand.

"Okay..." The dazed little country girl walked out of the cafe naturally, feeling at ease.

“Moshiro-san, you look so bad.” This is Miss Aine who is still immersed in ‘Moshiro-san LOVE!’

They walked all the way to the lobby on the first floor. As they saw the reflections of the two people on the glass door, Miss Sakuya suddenly realized what she had just done. She blushed and pulled her hand away from Hailing's.

"Oh, it's all your fault. My sister will definitely interrogate me severely when I get home. Don't hold my hand suddenly." The soft voice was half complaining and half coquettish, and it sounded completely unintimidating.

"Really? I'll pay attention next time." Miss Hai Ling's tone didn't change much. She tilted her head to appreciate the new scenery.

"You said the same thing last time!" Thinking of the unpleasant experience of their first meeting, Miss Sakuya spoke out angrily and turned around with puffed cheeks.

After staring at each other for five seconds, Ms. Sakuya turned her head away sheepishly, looking at the orange panda milk jelly in her hand and whispered, "Thank you very much this time."

"I would be happier if you could look at me instead of looking at the milk jelly." Miss Hailing complained in her usual calm tone as she opened the door of the practice room.

The lights in the studio were bright, and the drums and keyboards were standing quietly. The band that was practicing had obviously not arrived yet. Miss Sakuya collapsed to the ground, looking like she had just survived a disaster. How was she going to explain this to her sister when she got home?

Although Xiao Deng is probably not her sister's lover, it is still a secret that is at least worth three meals of vegetable macaroni. Just thinking about it makes me almost cry.

Troubled and melancholy emotions filled her mind, and the sad and mournful melody was portrayed by the bass line. Sakuya felt like she was hallucinating a classic by Pink Floyd...

No! I really heard it.

"Really? What are you playing?" Miss Sakuya burst into laughter and looked up at Miss Kailing who was playing seriously.

"'The Great Gig in the Sky' seems to fit your mood just now." Hai Ling simply put down the bass in her hand and leaned against the wall.

"Did you change your bass?" Ms. Sakuya looked at the light purple five-string bass curiously. Although it was not as luxurious as the last time, the tone was definitely not cheap.

"The drummer in today's band is quite good, so this one is more suitable."

"So rich..." Miss Sakuya murmured softly with her lips curled, then hugged her GB-4 tightly without any envy.

"Oh my, you can't compare to Miss Ichinose." Hailing lowered her head and smiled.

Sakuya didn't know why, but she chuckled as well.

After a long while, Miss Sakuya quietly raised her head and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to ask me why?"

"Will asking make you feel better?" Hai Ling asked in a serious tone, as if she was really considering whether to cooperate with the question.

"Wow, what a cunning answer!" Ms. Sakuya widened her eyes and then sighed in frustration. "It's true that we can't... Hasn't the band arrived yet?"

Miss Ichinose stretched out her hand, signaling someone to help her.

Hachiman Kailin followed suit, put one hand behind her back, and took Miss Sakuya's hand with the elegant movements of a waiter in a high-end restaurant.

"The band is called Lyric, and the members have to rush over from Shimokitazawa, so it might take a while."

"I see. So should we practice first?" Ms. Sakuya has regained her former energy and put GB-4 on her back, obviously ready to do a great job.

"Listen to Miss Ichinose." Miss Hailing had no objection, shrugged her shoulders and played the music.

Looking at the back of Miss Hailing fiddling with the tablet, Sakuya tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "Hailing, why are you so nice to me?"

Hachiman Kairin turned around and saw a specially selected four-string music sheet on the tablet. "The main factor should be that adults see cute children imitating themselves and subconsciously want to take care of them."

"Hey~ Am I a kid..." Sakuya complained softly, taking the tablet and swiping casually. "What about the secondary factors?"

"Charming, right?" Hachiman Kairin spoke softly as she looked at Ichinose Sakuya's pretty face.

Chapter 72 Goodnight from Customer Service S

I'm so stupid, really. If I hadn't tried to get Ain into the astronomy club, my sister wouldn't have known about my relationship with Xiao Deng. If my sister hadn't known about my relationship with Xiao Deng, my image as a good little sister wouldn't have collapsed, and I wouldn't have ended up on the sofa waiting for death.

Ichinose Sakuya came back a little late today. After the practice, she had a feeling that dinner would not be very sumptuous, so she adopted the ostrich spirit of delaying as long as possible and took Miss Hailing to the M-Ki fast food restaurant on the street to have their last meal before going to the execution ground.

Although I don't quite understand what Hai Ling means by charm, it's probably just a compliment on my good looks!

She remained in that silly and happy mood until she entered the elevator. The closed Faraday cage cut off the network signal while also making Sakuya's brain, which had been unwilling to think about the consequences, start working again.

On the 45th floor, the elevator door opened and the fingerprint lock made a crisp unlocking sound, like a horn announcing the start of the trial.

Miss Sakuya glanced curiously at the empty living room. The chandelier in the middle was not on, and only two night lights were left on near the sofa. The familiar space was a little dim, and the atmosphere was as if a team of brave warriors had just dealt with the Four Heavenly Kings and opened the door to the Demon King's palace.

The lone brave warrior Sakuya closed the door, tiptoed quietly, and planned to sneak back to the room. He thought positively, maybe his sister went to bed early today!

"Sakuya." Nagasaki Motoyo's emotionless voice made someone shiver.

The dim light of a cell phone lit up in the darkness. My sister's posture as she sat on the sofa was like a great devil guarding the devil's castle alone. The usual smile was gone on her lips. She swiped her thumb upwards, and even the light reflected in her eyes dimmed.

[Aine]: "Thank you so much for today. It's okay to be a temporary support. I'm really happy that we can form a band together!"

[Aine]: “Please give me your guidance in the future :)”

The drop-down message bar was pushed back to the top corner, and the read design of Line messages was perfectly avoided. After all, his gentle personality had to be preserved.

Chihaya Aine is still useful at least.

The familiar Crychic art word appears on the phone's LCD screen, with large, medium and small C-shaped patterns nested together, and a drop of light blue water at the bottom.

This is Crychic's SNS interface. Su Shi hasn't reopened it to look at it for a long time. There are 12 posts, 6 followers, 36 fans, and a new fan avatar that pops up automatically. It has a blue little whale hair accessory, which coincidentally is the same as the avatar of her younger sister's account.

"Sister... I'm back." Miss Sakuya's voice was a little low, her neck shrunk, and her guilt was written all over her face.

"Come here." Miss Su Shi said calmly, her eyes fixed on the last post from a year ago - [Tomorrow is the first Live, we will all cheer together! ] "Let's have a good talk."

"Eh? Okay...but why don't you turn on the light, sister?" Ms. Sakuya complained as she pressed the switch at hand. The light of the incandescent lamp poured down from the top, and the heavy atmosphere dissipated a lot.

Nagasaki Motoyo silently pressed the screen-off button on her phone. She couldn't tell Sakuya that she had been browsing a certain yuri artist's personal page on the sofa since dinner, and had been doing so until now...

Her angry mood was interrupted for a moment, but Miss Su Shi still stood up with a firm face, showing her elder sister's authority and wanted to say a few words of reprimand.

So, she was interrupted before she could even open her mouth. Faced with Sakuya's gentle hug and coquettishness, Miss Sushiro really couldn't bear it.

This afternoon, there was the frivolous and irritating bassist, the rising star of the band, Hatsuka Mikado, Takamatsu Touma who had a good relationship with the Uigaoka Astronomy Club, the insignificant stray cat, the unclear Shiina Ryuki, the non-threatening Chihaya Aine, and most importantly, those paintings about Shoko!

Each of them made her furious, and Nagasaki Suyo really wanted to question them directly.

Questioning why Sakuya kept the secret from him about Crychic, why she said goodbye to everyone so late and went home, and how many so-called friends Sakuya still had that he didn't know about...

But the warm feeling coming from the waist and abdomen is so familiar.

Nagasaki Suyo, who was wearing pajamas, did not feel the cold at night until Sakuya pressed warmly against her body, then she realized that the air was a little chilly. The concept of family had long been forgotten, but at this moment, it suddenly lit up in her heart, warm as ever.

Her fingertips brushed across her sister's smooth flaxen hair. Miss Su Shi's tense face relaxed helplessly, and she sighed softly before adding, "Welcome back."

"Hehe~ Sister, aren't you angry anymore?" Miss Sakuya, who was concentrating on acting cute, raised her head quietly and blinked her gray-blue eyes twice, looking watery and adorable.

"No, I'm still very angry now." Miss Su Shi put her fingers together and tapped the wooden head. "What happened this afternoon, what happened to Sanjiao, what happened to Xiao Deng..."

Miss Suyo struck the target for each word like striking a wooden fish, causing Miss Sakuya to let out a little "Ah." in pretended pain.

The unhappiness accumulated in her heart was released bit by bit, and the corners of Miss Su Shi's mouth gradually curled up with her sister's "cries".

"I know I was wrong, sister, please forgive me~" Miss Sakuya still put her face on her sister's chubby belly and rubbed it pitifully.

"No! You are still hiding something from me, right? Confess and confess voluntarily!" Nagasaki Suyo said angrily, but her voice didn't sound as scary as when she first entered the door.

"Eh? There's more!" The clever little brain began to think, there seemed to be many things that she had done behind her sister's back. After a stalemate, Miss Sakuya tentatively asked, "Shouldn't I secretly take my sister's treasured Darjeeling to make tea in the Astronomy Department?"

Miss Su Shi's face darkened. She had not expected to have such an unexpected reward. With the grief and indignation of revenge for the black tea, she knocked hard on the Sakuya brand wooden fish. "It's another one!"

"Eh~" Miss Sakuya held her head in her hands, strategically retreated to the sofa at the other end and sat down. After racking her brains, she asked cautiously, "Shouldn't I seduce my sister's former lovers?"

"It seems that hitting the head with the palm of the hand is not painful enough..." Miss Su Shi began to look around for a suitable weapon.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I was wrong! So what is it?" Sakuya quickly slid down to her knees and begged for mercy.

"I'll give you a hint." Nagasaki Sushi said faintly. "Your [Customer Service S] sent you a good night message at 10 o'clock last night."

At this moment, Ichinose Sakuya knew that she was going to die tonight.

Chapter 73 Will you help me?

Some people are alive, but she is dead.

Tonight is a full moon, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the cold moonlight is scattered on the clouds, adding a few wisps of light to the night. Looking out from the French windows of Nagasaki's house, the lights and revelry of the whole city are in full view. The lights of the desolate and cold Tokyo city are turned on. Just one look will fill your heart with a sense of heroism and superiority.

But at this time, Ichinose Sakuya was obviously not in the mood to appreciate the night. She had already written three lines of her will in her heart, written in a messy cursive script: Goodbye, Mio. Remember to light a lantern for me during the Bon Festival in the future. It would be best if you could bring some tea and cake...

"Sakuya, is there anything else you want to explain?" Nagasaki Motoyo was ruthless when torturing her own sister.

"Before I die, can you let me eat McDonald's one more time..." Ms. Sakuya said in a heavy tone.

"If you don't answer properly, you will only be able to eat vegetable pasta from now on!" Su Shi shouted.

"Oh~ No!" Miss Sakuya cried out, and put her two index fingers together and then moved them apart, and whispered, "I don't want to hide it from my sister, but Xiaoxiang asked me very seriously... so..."

"Is that so." Su Shi murmured, folding her fingers. "Did Xiao Xiang take the initiative to ask not to tell me?"

"Well, sister, have you ever done anything too much to Xiangzi... Like playing with her feelings, abandoning her, etc.?" The gossipy spirit in her heart finally overcame her fear, and Miss Sakuya shrank into the corner of the sofa and asked in a low voice.

Nagasaki Suyo, who was still immersed in sadness, was once again ruined by her sister's magical imagination. She angrily picked up the pillow and threw it at Miss Muyu, who had just been hit many times by her.

"What are you thinking about! I should have told you that I don't like girls." Nagasaki Suyo looked resentful, sighed and spoke softly. "We used to be in the same band. You should know the name of the band, it's called Crychic."

"Me, Xiangzi, Xiaodeng, Lixi, and Xiaomu, the five of us really had a happy time back then." Su Shi spread out his hands, and his slender fingers retracted one by one until his five fingers were clenched into a fist, his tone nostalgic.

"Yeah, I know that, so is it a relationship dispute?" After shouting in her heart, Sakuya-san hugged the pillow that her sister had just thrown at her, sat down obediently, and pretended to eat melons.

"It was about three years ago. My mother suddenly moved me in here, and the academy was transferred to Tsuki no Mori because my mother thought I looked cute in the uniform of the Young Ladies' Academy..." Miss Su Shi chuckled twice and continued, "Although I quickly integrated into the family of Tsuki no Mori, there is always a sense of distance between me and the real young ladies in terms of status..." Her voice became lonely. In front of the person closest to her, all the burdens of observing people's words and expressions and being considerate seemed to be completely left behind.

"Sister..." Miss Sakuya clutched the pillow in confusion, not quite understanding why the topic suddenly turned to the past.

Perhaps she finally found someone to talk to, Nagasaki Suyo sniffed and continued. "My mother was even busier at that time. This apartment is big, right? But I didn't like it at all. I was always curled up in bed by myself. I could see the vast sky of Tokyo by looking up. It was weird, right~"

Ichinose Sakuya stared blankly. Her elegant and generous sister, the omnipotent yet somewhat scary sister, now acted like a child lacking love.

"At that time, I really missed my mom, dad, and Sakuya, but I was all alone..." Su Shi suddenly raised her head, her gray-blue eyes blinking continuously. After a short pause, her voice became cheerful again. "Later, my sister joined the wind band with her classmates. The double bass from that time is still in my room. The performance at the school festival was a great success~"

"What about Crychic?..." Miss Sakuya curled up her legs, obviously completely immersed in her sister's story.

"It was also thanks to that performance that Xiangzi suddenly came to me after the performance and asked if I was interested in forming a band. After that, we all got together and talked about silly things like 'a community of destiny playing music together'." Nagasaki Suyo's tone was full of nostalgia, but their fingers were unconsciously entangled. "Going to karaoke with everyone, rehearsing together, and the final live performance may not be a rare scene, but it really made me happy for a long time."

"That's great, sister." Ms. Sakuya's troubled expression finally eased, but she soon realized that something was wrong. Why did Crychic... become like this?

"Yeah~ I was really happy when I typed the first tweet on Crychic. I rolled on the sofa for a long time like an idiot like Sakuya." Su Shi chuckled, but her eyes quietly moved to her sister opposite.

After adjusting her tone, Miss Sushi continued her story. "Later, Xiangzi suddenly appeared on a rainy day, soaking wet... and said she wanted to... quit Crychic."

Even though she had rehearsed it several times in her mind, Miss Sushi couldn't help but lower her eyes. "After that day, Xiangzi could no longer be contacted, and then Xiaodeng gradually stopped coming to practice... Then it was Lixi, and finally even Xiaomu left..."

Hearing Suze's voice becoming lonely again, Sakuya could no longer restrain herself and stood up, opened her arms, and gently hugged her sister who was already in tears.

The night was lonely, tears blurred my vision, and they were entangled with the memories that I couldn't let go of. My breath was trembling and I finally couldn't help sobbing softly.

In her sister's arms, Nagasaki Suyo seemed to have really turned into the girl who had just arrived in Tokyo, sobbing wildly. After all, she had been waiting for tears for too long, so long that she had forgotten how to cry.

The tear glands have not been used for too long, like a broken pump, the tears gather and slide down the corners of the eyes, obviously... obviously just want to act...

The sense of time was a little hazy, and she didn't know how long she had been crying. Nagasaki Motoyo gently pushed away Sakuya who was hugging her tightly, and said the first sentence. "Is Xiangzi okay now?"

"Hmm..." Sakuya-san hesitated for a long time before finally speaking as her white and tender fingers passed through her hair. "Probably, it's not very good..."

"Well...thank you for today, Sakuya." Miss Motoyo's voice was still a little choked, and her thumbs were crossed.

"I should be the one to say sorry. It's obviously something that made my sister so sad..." The little country girl was rarely embarrassed towards her sister.

"The disbandment of Crychic has made all of us very sad. Xiao Xiang must be sad too... but it's not anyone's fault." Nagasaki Suyo said softly, running her neatly trimmed nails across her fingertips. "I want to reconcile with Xiangzi."

"You'll help me, right? Sakuya."

Chapter 74: The Middle

The continuous sound of the pen tip rubbing against each other came to an abrupt end. Toyokawa Shoko closed the pen cap elegantly and comfortably, and finally put a period at the end of the test paper, ending the exam.

As a famous high school for college entrance examinations, although Yuqiu does not reach the devilish level of holding a small test every three days and a large test every five days, it still holds examinations regularly to test students' academic qualities.

After reading it correctly, Toyokawa Shoko gently put down her pen. Since she moved to Ueka, she has really experienced a lot. She has encountered difficulties and troubles (created by herself), and has also experienced depression and entanglement, and is entangled by the afterimages of the past. Fortunately, there is a fool who is always by her side, and after many twists and turns, it is still okay.

Speaking of which, that certain idiot seemed a little too quiet today. Was it because the test questions were too difficult?

Miss Xiangzi turned her head slightly, but she could not hear the low wailing of the poor student at all. Instead, she could hear the rustling sound of the brush strokes.

What's going on? Could it be that Sakuya has changed recently and started studying hard?

The strange scene of Miss Sakuya wearing frameless glasses and talking eloquently came into Xiangzi's mind. No matter how he looked at it, it seemed out of place. It was not until her eyes returned to their usual clear state that he felt it was more appropriate.