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

She failed to recognize who was the nasty woman who had stolen her Buffy yesterday, and the cat decided to sniff it out later and take revenge.

“Wait... wait a minute... She’s the girl who sat with Sakuya that day, right? Did Sakuya ask her to come?” Miss Aine recognized that the girl with short white hair in front of her was the guitarist who performed solo in the cafe that day.

Ms. Sakuya blinked innocently.

The buckle popped open, and the black hard leather guitar bag with a rock style of the last century was opened by the white and tender little hands. Miss Lenai knelt down and put on the guitar, then opened the effects storage box she carried with her.

Even if it's just a cat, when you see the distortion, delay, phase, and resonance effects lined up in a row, you can tell that it's a cat that's really good at playing the guitar.

Want Lenai to connect and scan.

Renai found the music score in the hands of a familiar woman.

Kaname Lenai leaned close to the woman's chest and sniffed it. It smelled like flowers. It was a bad woman.

Yao Lenai patted the soft paw twice, snatched the music score, then changed to a cat's paw and patted it twice more, taking revenge.

The bad woman's cry sounded strange, like a cat's cry in spring, but the cat didn't care.

Sheet music, finished reading.

"Don't you want to play together?" Miss Lenai looked at the bad woman who was covering her chest and asked again.

Chapter 93: Civil Service Examination Questions

The dark green standard pick slid across the six-string guitar that was full of age. The edges of the burgundy flame maple body had begun to fall off, and half of the varnish had natural cracks.

The young fingers slid across the strings from bottom to top one by one. Yao Le Nai skillfully adjusted the 22-fret purple nanmu fingerboard with his left hand. Mao wanted to play this song, and the strings should be looser.

"Don't you want to play together?" Miss Lenai looked around with her cat-like eyes. She didn't quite understand why the woman with bigger breasts looked so bad. Playing music should be a happy thing.

"Mr. Le Na, what you did just now was very rude to a girl. Can you please not do that again next time?" Nagasaki Suyo's expression was so gentle that it was a little scary.

Maomao tilted his head in confusion.

"Runa-chan is just a bit natural. This is a very important area for girls. Please be gentle with her." With a little red frost still on her face, Sakuya-san stood up, holding her chest and (she thought) indifferent.

"Okay, I'll remember that." Maomao nodded and promised to be gentler next time.

"The guitar is so old..." Miss Aine compared the equipment of both parties. This stray cat looks super tough.

"This belongs to my grandmother." Yao Le Nai said in a flat tone, her voice was childish but without any emotional fluctuations. Maomao just wanted to play with an interesting woman.

"Don't you want to play together?" Lenai tilted his head and asked for the third time.

"Um...what do you mean to play?" Miss Su Shi became suspicious.

"Band." Lenai said nothing more.

She closed her eyes, replaced the keyboard bars at the beginning of the piece with a hum, and gently played the melody of spring.

Gao Songdeng leaned forward slightly and clenched his right hand on his chest even tighter.

The gentle chords of the guitar sway.

Shiina Riki's tense body relaxed, and a rare cute daze appeared on his face.

The rhythm continues, and the not-so-obvious bass sound rises, supporting the frivolous music. The jumping melody is connected by continuous finger rolling, pushing the guitar to a higher scale, silently but indispensable. Perhaps this is the charm of the bass.

Ichinose Sakuya did not play the music completely according to the music score given by Riki, and because Rakuna didn't play it either, at this moment, "Haruhi Shadow" was more like an impromptu performance on the street. When she wanted to play, the instrument made a soft sound by itself.

Chihaya Aine looked melancholy. She hugged her tender green guitar tightly. Her fingers slightly tightened on the strings, which was a bit painful, but she was not in the mood to enjoy the music anyway.

Nagasaki Suyo's eyes were calm, without any extra movements. She just looked at the two people immersed in the performance. The corners of her mouth turned down slightly, and her expression was so complicated that it could be the last question in the civil service examination.

Halfway through the song, Kaname turned her head to look at the woman with the scent of flowers, revealing a faint smile and a satisfied hum.

She likes this piece of music.

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RiNG, coffee shop.

Ms. Lenai was contentedly savoring the matcha parfait that had become extra mellow after the performance.

The cat ate very quickly, putting small pieces of ice cream into his mouth one spoonful after another, and his busy little hands were almost as busy as when he was playing the guitar.

Because there are bad women competing with her for food.

Ms. Sakuya also held the same long-handled spoon, and her behavioral principle was the opposite: to win by quality. Every time she dropped the spoon, she would destroy a piece of fruit.

It’s great that my sister’s band has this style. I can relax and eat dessert at the same time. Do you want to try drinking black tea together next time?

"Well... little Lenai really likes matcha." Miss Su Shi looked at the two people who were fighting over Buffy speechlessly, but decided to ask for clarification.

"Yeah, and soba noodles," Le Nai took the time to reply, her hands moving non-stop.

"It's really delicious~" Su Shi read in a strangled voice. "So what do you mean by playing in a band together..."

"Let's play in a band together." Lenai was forced to stop eating, so she used her other hand to pinch the wrist of the bad woman who was trying to snatch food from her mouth.

"Um...what I want to ask is..." Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Do you want to join the band?" Gao Songdeng's voice sounded like a starting gun.

The duo continued to eat, while the remaining three looked at Miss Deng who suddenly spoke with a little surprise.

"I want it." Maomao used a spoon to knock down the freshly cut strawberries that someone had dug up, without changing his tone and using a double entendre.

“Why?!” Miss Aiyin asked subconsciously while staring at the cat. But after she said it, she felt a little embarrassed.

“Why did you choose us? Your playing skills are so good, there should be other bands that would invite you, right?” Miss Su Shi calmed her restless right index finger and asked the second half of the question for Aine.

Yao Lena stuck out her tongue, licked the matcha at the corner of her mouth, and then pressed down the other handle with a spoon, signaling a temporary truce.

For the first time, his eyes moved away from Matcha Buffy, and his heterochromatic eyes revealed a sense of detachment that transcended his age.

"They are all boring women."

“Uh…” Miss Aine pursed her lips and her pupils shrank slightly.

"Eh——" Su Shi couldn't finish his words.

"But." Maomao glanced at the bad woman who was wiping her mouth with a tissue, then turned her head to stare at Gao Songdeng.

The cat just stared into the small animal's amber eyes without saying a word.

Everyone turned their eyes in the same direction.

Gao Songdeng didn't turn her head away. Her extraordinary perception allowed her to roughly understand the intentions of the white-haired girl in front of her.

She raised her hand hesitantly, wanting to say something.

Li Xi moved, taking a step to the side, blocking the two people's eye contact.

"What do you want to do?" Li Xi said sharply.

"An interesting woman." Under the evening light, Kaname's emotionless face and tone rose slightly.

"Huh? You..."

The people who had no sense of band seemed to be still talking about something, but Ms. Sakuya, who had just won a major victory in the first Matcha Buffy Battle, had already jumped up and down to pack up her bass.

Miss Hailing sent me a Line message, saying that she had prepared milk jelly at the station and was looking forward to it.

"Well, I still have things to do!" Chihaya Aine's tone was a little stiff.

"what?"

“Sorry, let’s contact each other next time.” Miss Aine lowered her head and fled.

Sakuya-san, who had just been fully armed and was still thinking about how to make a cool exit like Kairin, glanced at the open automatic door.

"I have a live performance tonight, so I'll be leaving now." Ms. Sakuya trotted out the door.

"What are these guys doing?" Ms. Lixi held her forehead with one hand and declined to comment.

"Also, sister, I'm not going back for dinner tonight." Miss Sakuya came back and added, then hurriedly chased after the pink-haired figure that was about to disappear from her sight.

Miss Su Shi's expression was very interesting.

Chapter 94: When you are confused, touch your head

It had been a long time since Chihaya Aine had run so miserably.

The platform at dusk always reveals a unique solemn atmosphere, with the train tracks gently moving, the setting sun, and even the fine dust floating in the air is stained with the unique melancholy of a young girl.

Miss Aine wasn't in a very good mood, and it wasn't because of the train she just missed.

That's too bad...

It's really embarrassing to brag about being able to play G and F chords.

The light pink eyebrows were bent into an arc of grievance, the light gray eyes that used to smile were now tearful, and the corners of the mouth drooped dryly.

If that girl named Lenai joins the band, wouldn't I just be the consonant guitarist standing at the outermost edge of the band?

He's totally an idle teammate in the band!

"What should I do~" Miss Aiyin cried out, holding her embarrassing head with both hands. She had promised Xiao Deng that she would work with him until after the first Live.

"I don't think there's any need to worry, Aine-chan."

Along with the sound came a gentle touch on the top of my head.

Am I being appeased?

"Today is the first time I've seen someone perform a C chord for me. Isn't that quite interesting?" Sakuya chuckled.

“Don’t make fun of me. It’s embarrassing enough as it is, and then that girl named Rakuna is so powerful. I…” Aine turned around and faced Ms. Sakuya who attacked her from behind.

"I really think it's very interesting. It's a topic that I can still talk about with everyone in the band after a long time." Sakuya smiled.

“Willn’t that mean we’ll be hung on the band’s pillar of shame? That’s even sadder!” Ms. Aine crossed her arms and refused firmly, and her mood actually improved a little.

On the opposite platform, another train passed by. Ms. Sakuya tilted her head to look at it, and suddenly spoke again. "What do you think of my performance, Aine?"

“Eh?” Aine scratched her cheek and said the truth in a frustrated tone. “It’s much better than my guitar…”

"Well, do you want to pinch it?" Sakuya stretched out her left hand with her five fingers spread out. Her fingers were slender, and the fingertips were plump and a healthy pink.

“Ah?” Miss Aine was slightly stunned, but her body was very honest and she pinched it.

It felt soft and smooth, and flexible when pressed lightly. Miss Aine couldn't help but scratch her white and tender palm which was covered with palm marks.

"Fingers, fingers!" Miss Sakuya, whose earlobes felt slightly hot, rebuked lightly and retracted her hand.

“Oh, sorry!” Although she was completely confused about the current situation, Miss Aine still apologized guiltily.

Sliding along the fingers with distinct knuckles, Miss Aine pinched Sakuya's fingertips. They were still soft, with a thin layer of calluses on the surface, not as smooth as the palm of her hand.

“Sakuya, this is…”

“Koto Kan, this may sound a bit self-boasting, but I just want to tell Aine that I played the bass for a long time when no one knew about it to reach my current level.” Sakuya, whose ears felt even hotter, pulled back her hand and twirled her flaxen hair a little embarrassedly.

"I am very grateful to Saki-chan... but I can't even play chords well right now, and even if I start practicing now, I may not be able to catch up with everyone else." Aine was still a little disappointed, but she forced a smile and complained quietly. "If I were to perform on stage, I would definitely stand at the very corner. Maybe everyone would not notice that there is a consonant guitarist in the band during the entire live performance..."

"How about I stand on the outermost side?" Sakuya tilted his head and thought seriously. "Although the position of the bass guitar is not very good, most likely next to the drummer, but it can be seen by others more or less, right? Aine should not have a cold war with Riki at that time."

“No, no, then Sakuya will just become invisible.” Aine waved her hands. The bass was not very loud to begin with…

“Isn’t it cool that no one noticed?”

"Eh?"

"Although the bass is a bit dull and has little presence, it can blend in smoothly with any kind of music." Ms. Sakuya looked at the figure in front of her who was not too familiar, and covered half of her cheek embarrassedly. "I still like this kind of full bass. It sounds very warm. The audience under the stage may not notice my performance, but there will always be someone who notices it."

"So, just work hard from now on, and everyone will be with you."

The dry air, the smell of dust, it was the first time that Chihaya Aine felt this kind of passion fruit-scented, summer-sun-like mood.

In the midst of confusion, I saw the warmth of lights lit up in the distance.

"Or how about preparing some relaxing songs? The junior high school classmate I told you about before is also trying to write her own songs. After all, it's a girl band, so it wouldn't be bad to have our own new songs..."

Ms. Sakuya was still talking quietly, but Chihaya Aine was no longer listening.

Chihaya Aine shrugged her shoulders and jumped a little, then used the natural force of gravity to put the slightly drooping guitar backpack back on her back.

"Thank you, Sakuya, I..."

The station announcement sounded from overhead, and a polite electronic voice without any emotion interrupted their conversation, saying that the next train to Shimokitazawa would arrive in two minutes.

“Sorry, Aine, I have to go!” Ms. Sakuya put her hands together, interrupted the conversation, and hurriedly ran towards the exit just like she had come.