Loneliness and Rock and Roll with Band Observer

"Huh?" The clerk's smile froze. "...Sorry, I don't think we have this."

Ryo lowered his head in disappointment. "Then I won't order anything. After all, I don't have a single yen left..."

"Ah..." The clerk looked embarrassed.

She looked around and noticed that there were still many empty seats. She smiled bitterly and responded, "Well, then, my dear, if the seats here are full, you may need to give up your seat..."

"Oh, that's no problem." Ryo nodded, "That's a big help."

After the clerk left with a wry smile, Liang, with his back to the two of them, took out his cell phone as if nothing had happened and pretended to browse something.

But in fact, her attention was completely focused on the conversation between the two people behind her.

"…If you want to form a band, that's your business." The waitress at the back table who was off work replied in a tough and cold tone, "There's no need to get involved with me, right?"

"Lixi, you are so cold." said the female student with flaxen hair.

"It's your fault that you always talk about uninteresting things as soon as you see me, Su Shi." The clerk called Li Xi responded.

"..."

The female student called Sushi was silent for a moment.

"Lixi...what if I tell her that Xiao Deng will join as well?"

"lamp……"

There was an obvious change in Lixi's tone.

At first there was excitement, and then there was a strong sense of denial.

"...That's absolutely impossible. She must still be suffering from 'what happened back then'."

Faced with the other party's resolute tone, Su Shi always maintained his emotions stable.

"As for the pain, we are all the same. After all, something like that happened..."

"But I think that's why we should think of a solution, right?"

Su Shi paused for a moment. Liang thought he heard a faint breathing sound.

"Let's put it this way, Lixi. Don't worry about the possibility or the method. As long as Xiao Deng is willing to 'come back', then Lixi you can also 'come back' to the band. Is that okay?"

"How is that possible..."

"As long as Xiao Deng comes back, you will come back too. Can we make a deal like this?"

"...If you can really do it, then...it's okay with me."

"That's great!" Su Shi's tone was obviously filled with joy, "As expected, Li Xi, you think the same as I do, right?"

"...What do you mean when you say we have the same idea?" Li Xi's tone sounded doubtful.

But Su Shi didn't seem to intend to answer this question.

"It's a deal."

Ryo heard her stand up from her chair.

"As long as Xiao Deng joins the band, Li Xi, you must come too."

"Although I didn't hold out much hope, but..." Li Xi responded somewhat helplessly, "...I understand."

"I am very grateful for your words, Riki. Well, see you later."

"..."

The female student called Su Shi walked past Liang. Liang looked at her back and watched her leave RiNG.

...Things like that? Forming a band? And "coming back"?

I'm a little confused. Liang shook his head.

Bands are meant to disband for inexplicable reasons.

Although it will be reorganized for some inexplicable reasons...

But this girl called "Sushi" seems to be a rather troublesome woman.

I saw her chatting with Qiu Hui before. Could it be that she intends to make Qiu Hui a part of her plan?

Although it sounds interesting, after all, it is still Akie's own business.

I don't need to be too concerned about it.

Thinking of this, Liang naturally turned his attention back from the two people who were talking just now.

By the way, the lyrics for Pochi and Akie are almost finished, so it’s almost time for me to make my debut.

There is also a sheet music for cover songs, which seems to have room for a little more arrangement.

In the next period of time, there will probably be a lot of practice. After all, everyone will definitely want to perform on stage as soon as possible.

It seems that my money is really running out...

Somehow, Yamada Ryo's thoughts jumped to this heavy practical issue.

Nijika will probably not lend me money again. Akie... I feel like she's also living a tight financial life. Pochi and Ikuyo. Would it be better if I start with them...

Liang, who was sitting in the cafe without paying a penny, was thinking about something quite greedy as if nothing had happened.

Chapter 58 Responsibility

at the same time.

After saying goodbye to Liang, Qiu Hui left RiNG.

After taking the tram back to her residence, she began to think about how she would spend the rest of the night.

Want to play some games to relax?

Thinking of this, Qiu Hui turned on the computer.

But after operating the screen for a while, she didn't feel the proper happiness from it at all.

...If you think about it carefully, if you look at it from an abstract perspective, playing games is actually a process of facing an endless stream of man-made "problems" and constantly looking for solutions.

In a sense, isn't this just another form of work?

Qiu Hui realized that she was too tired to play games and turned off the computer.

Since I will only feel tired no matter what I do, then... I might as well do something serious.

So, Qiu Hui began the cycle of typing and practicing the piano.

When I can’t write anything, I practice the piano for a while. When I don’t want to practice the piano, I continue writing.

If you don't want to do either, just do your school homework perfunctorily.

If you can't even finish your homework, just lie on the bed and stare blankly for a while. The feeling of emptiness and boredom will quickly come over you and become your motivation to continue working.

In such a machine-like rhythm, time passes quietly.

It was soon late at night, and judging by the clock, there was not much time left until the next day.

I have classes tomorrow. Is it time to go to bed? Qiu Hui thought as she looked at the clock.

Although she felt tired from working for a long time, her sleepiness disappeared as soon as her head touched the pillow.

I was tired and sleepy but couldn't fall asleep. In short, I was in this embarrassing state.

After tossing and turning in bed for some time, Qiu Hui realized that she couldn't fall asleep yet, so she stood up and walked around the room aimlessly.

This low-intensity physical activity is said to help promote sleep.

However, the area of ​​this suite was too small, and the furniture was very compactly arranged, so Qiu Hui simply changed into casual clothes, walked out of the room, and took a walk on the street.

Anyway, continuing to stay in this small suite would only make me feel unnecessarily annoyed.

When she came to the street, Qiu Hui found that the lights were still on everywhere. There was a constant flow of cars on the main road, and many shops on the roadside still had their lights on.

people.

Everywhere.

I guess behind every lamp there is a person's breathing sound.

Everyone has his or her own voice, smile, life trajectory, and logic of action, which together make up this noisy and silent world.

Yes, I am now in the largest "open world" in human history.

This is a miracle that cannot be replicated in any form, even with all possible technical means.

On this endless and grand stage, in this particular second, there must be someone working hard, someone ready to give up, someone happy, someone sad, and someone indulging in endless numbness.

Some people gather together, some people leave, some people are in love, some people are masturbating; love is budding, war is brewing, bridges are built, buildings collapse; love letters, suicide notes, judgments, compulsory execution notices...

...The greatest artistic creation of this century was born in the previous second, and the culprit of the Third World War was born in the next second.

The possibilities of the entire world collide with each other billions of times in endless thermal motion.

…but none of this has anything to do with me.

I, Akiie Togawa, am just an unnoticed noise made by the scraping of instruments in a corner of this never-ending symphony.

Walking aimlessly on the street, Akie suddenly thought of the lyrics written by Goto Ichiri.

"To whom should I reveal my true self..."

“…Even if I sing loudly, it will only be considered as a nuisance.” Akie said with a wry smile.

Ah, but speaking of disturbing others... I suddenly had an idea.

Qiu Hui took out her cell phone from her pocket, but did not unlock the screen. She just stared at her own image vaguely reflected in the black screen.

...If I had a close enough friend, I would call her right now. It would be great if she was still awake, but it would be even better if she was woken by my call.

I want to pour out to that sleepy guy all the inexplicable thoughts that are all over my mind when I can't sleep in the middle of the night, regardless of whether he can understand it or not.

In the end, the other party will definitely respond to me perfunctorily...

"Don't get mad in the middle of the night! Go to bed early! Staying up late will make your skin worse, right?"

...It would be even better if you could curse me cleanly and clearly like this.

Then, I will lose the motivation to have wild thoughts because of the feeling of loss and go to bed obediently, right?

Thinking of this, Qiu Hui revealed an indescribable strange smile.

…It’s a pity that I don’t have any close friends yet, she thought with some disappointment.

Therefore, the gameplay based on this can only be explored later.

Qiu Hui thought half-jokingly.

At this moment, the moonlight was not bright and there were no stars in the sky.

Although new energy vehicles have become a trend recently, the air quality on the streets of Tokyo is still not that good.

The iron-gray, dull modern buildings all around and the gloomy, starless night sky are not at all sights worth appreciating.

Just like my current situation.

I resolutely turned my life onto an unpleasant track.

It is very different from the ideal state described in the comics. All the scenery as far as the eye can see is uninspiring.

But it's pointless to regret now.

With a pragmatic and responsible attitude, the only thing I can do is to continue to bear the consequences of my choices and keep going.

Even after the tragedy ends, there is still the responsibility of cleaning up the stage and clearing the trash.

Only those who have achieved this can be considered qualified losers.

Whether it's novels or bands, it's not a job that's gratifying to me, but...

Akiie thought of Takamatsu Tomori as a reader, and everyone in the Ending Band as companions.

My work, it seems, has unknowingly become something that is not just about myself.

Correspondingly, "responsibility" also arises.

Damn it. I hate the word "responsible" the most...

...When she thought of this, Qiu Hui felt a sense of fatigue rising in her heart.