Teacher Daxiang, please teach me how to play Kasuga Shadow!

"Afraid of you?" Xiangzi was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Ayano's first words to not be sympathy for her situation, nor encouragement. "I don't understand what you mean."

"you understand."

Ayano held Shoko's wet hand, "You've already told me what you're afraid of.

You're afraid that my opinion of you might hurt you, that my choices might go against yours, that... we're no longer the same kind of people, and that one day I'll learn all your skills and kick you out."

"......"

"Look, you don't even dare to answer this question, and you say you are not afraid of me?" Ayano laughed again, but her laugh seemed a little annoying to Xiangzi.

But before Xiangzi could refute anything, Ayano continued:

"But Xiaoxiang, you know what? I'm not afraid of you."

"?"

"Actually, if you were in my shoes, you'd definitely be thinking...ah, this is such a heavy topic. How should I comfort her? Should I even comfort her?

Or can I understand her and help her get out of her depression without hurting her?

Then you'll be afraid, afraid of how the next topic will unfold, afraid that every word you say will turn into a knife, stabbing the troublemaker named Toyokawa Shoko."

"what do you want to say in the end?!"

Xiangzi felt a little like she was being teased, but also felt as if she was being cut open and dissected. In short... she felt that this kind of communication was completely beyond her expectations.

“I want to say that I am not afraid of whether my next words will hurt you, because I never thought

We are strangers on different paths.”

"...Are you still going to show off your eloquence at a time like this?"

"Haha." Ayano didn't show any dissatisfaction after being rebuked. She just gently explained to Xiangzi, "Actually, Xiaoxiang, you don't have to worry about the economic issues affecting our relationship.

You can’t doubt that we were one kind of people from the beginning.”

Seeing that Xiangzi didn't say anything but his eyes were full of disapproval, Ayano knew that she still needed to spend more effort to persuade him.

"You know what? When a person becomes rich, it doesn't actually change her original nature.

It just makes you more like yourself.”

"More like myself?"

“Yes, kind people will become even kinder when they become rich, while people who are already evil will only magnify the evil that they could not show when they were poor under the influence of money.

Money is such a wonderful thing. It is a mirror that reflects the real you.

So, please answer me a question first. Do you think that I have looked down on others because my family is rich? Have I turned the friendship between you and Aine into an exchange of interests because of my wealth?

"......"

Xiangzi was suddenly asked such a question and was a little unable to react for a moment.

She also didn't expect that Ayano would actually take the initiative in her own hands while talking.

But no matter how she thought about it at this time, she knew that if she didn't deliberately lie, then she had only one answer:

"No."

"What about you?" Ayano smiled, looking at the bewildered Xiangzi and gently launching the next attack, "No matter how you have been doing recently, at least as a young lady, you are sincere to others.

It can be said that... he has committed countless sins and harmed many decent women."

“No, who is causing trouble…”

"In short, I just want to point out that when we have money, the true nature we show is actually the same, which shows that we are essentially the same kind of people.

You don't need to put pressure on yourself because of such an issue and doubt whether there will be any disagreement between us.

Of course, there are definitely differences, but as long as we are essentially the same kind of people, I don’t think these differences will be the reason for our friendship to break up.”

Is this really the case?

Xiangzi felt that her mind was in a mess and she couldn't say anything to refute it because in her opinion Ayano's logic was very convincing and it did make her feel a little relieved.

"By the way, do you remember I told you that 'Spring Day' was the song I wrote for you?"

"So what?"

"What?" Upon hearing this, Ayano looked at Xiangzi with a sad look, and Xiangzi blushed at the inexplicably ambiguous look. "Then I will explain to you, idiot, why I wrote this song for you."

The conversation paused here, but Xiangzi did not express her doubts, but just waited quietly for the answer she wanted.

"If the spring shadow refers to the spring sunshine, then the spring day refers to the sun itself."

“I hope that you can become the shining sun itself in the future, and the light of your life will illuminate you and those around you.

You don't need to wait for others to give you warmth, because you can bury your own life in the ground.

Nourish it with your tears, warm it with your remaining warmth, and let it grow into a towering tree that only you need to look up to see.”

At this moment, Xiangzi suddenly felt a sour sensation in her nose.

Although Ayano's words were essentially just chicken soup, for some reason, she felt very moved.

Even the song "Spring Day" was ringing in her mind, and she thought of the beautiful future described in the lyrics, which could actually belong to her.

Just when Xiangzi didn't know what expression to use to face Ayano, and was trying hard to turn her head so that Ayano wouldn't see her embarrassing appearance, she found herself pressed against the wall behind the bathtub.

Ayano's face was getting closer and closer, and her pink lips seemed to be touching hers. For a moment, Xiangzi felt like his brain was smoking.

Xiangzi couldn't help but close his eyes.

It was only after several seconds that she felt her lips being gently touched, and when she opened her eyes, she realized that it was not Ayano's mouth that touched her lips, but Ayano's delicate fingers.

Looking up again, Xiangzi saw Mizushima Ayano's signature smirk again.

"I'm sorry to have wasted your time. After all, I think the first kiss should be given to the person you're sure you'll spend your life with."

For example...a pink-haired girl?

"You pervert! Get out of my way...ah!"

Before Xiangzi could finish a complete sentence, she found that Ayano had leaned close to her face and kissed her on the forehead.

And when Xiangzi was about to turn red like a ripe apple, Ayano whispered something in her ear that made her tremble all over:

"When your spring moon sets, I hope I can be the only moon in the night sky in your eyes."

"...

. "

This damned girl.

Chapter 103: I Have a Suitable Name for Your New Band (1/2)

“Looking back… I feel like I could have added an extra wardrobe to the studio.”

Ayanoto sat on a chair, in front of her was a dressing table that had been temporarily moved to the workshop in order to make it easier to appear on camera.

There were a lot of cosmetics and hairbands on the elegant white table. Because Ayano rarely wore makeup, except for some skin care products, everything else on the table was newly bought by Xiangzi online.

There are many wigs in the cabinet of the dressing table, but what Ayano is most concerned about at the moment is Xiaoxiang's real hair with a head full of wet hair.

"Sit still, I'll blow your hair."

“…Isn’t that necessary?”

Xiangzi felt that she would feel inexplicably nervous whenever she was in the same room with Ayano, but seeing the other party's unquestionable look, she walked to the dressing table helplessly and sat down obediently.

Ayano smiled, picked up the plugged-in hair dryer, and gently blew it at the blue-haired girl's hair.

Xiangzi's body and head kept moving slightly dishonestly, and he stared at himself in the mirror with a nervous expression.

It was as if he was afraid that Ayano was too careless and wouldn't be able to control the temperature well and hurt her scalp, or as if he was worried that his hair would be blown into a mess.

Of course, the most fundamental reason has nothing to do with the hair being blown, but with the person holding the hair dryer.

However, when Ayano's hand gently touched the hair behind her ear, Xiangzi felt as if her body slowly relaxed, because she saw the girl in the mirror who could be gentle for more than an hour without becoming bad.

"Will you run away from home again?"

"..."

"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent." Knowing that the girl whose hair she was playing with was being extremely stubborn, Ayano didn't care.

"Is it okay for you not to go to school?"

"I pretended to be sick and asked for leave."

"No." Xiangzi rolled his eyes at her unhappily. "I mean... never mind. If someone like you doesn't have one day of class, it's a benefit to other students."

Xiangzi's emotions have gradually calmed down, just like her damp hair being blown dry, the anxiety in her heart has gradually evaporated and disappeared into the air under the influence of the warm wind.

She could even turn around and push Ayano down on the seat when she was about to blow-dry her hair, then express her response in the same way with a stiff expression.

Of course, what made Xiangzi most determined was the complete shattering of those unrealistic dreams and the establishment of new goals.

The shattered dream naturally refers to the crychic past.

She had refused to admit the collapse of Group C before, but now she understood that it was her own fault. However, some mistakes could not be made up for. She felt that the only thing she could do was to respect Deng's choice and wish her to find her own happiness in the new chapter of her life.

The past should be past. The playful band may belong to Ayano and Aine, but it obviously no longer belongs to her.

She would not force Ayano to come and help her, although Ayano had indeed been helping her all along.

"Ayano, please continue updating the Red Ginger account."

"I didn't think I said I was going to stop updating, did I?"

Xiangzi laughed dumbly, nodded, and continued, "Well, let's just think of it as a semi-commercial, semi-free music publishing platform. If we can get some collaborations, that would be great, but if the demands are too much, that's fine too. Anyway, I have an idea for a purely commercial way out."

"Row."

"...No, can't you just ask one more question?" Xiangzi knew that Ayano said this on purpose, wanting her to explain, but she was still a little unhappy.

So he put down the hair dryer in annoyance, and started to retaliate by tying Ayano's hair into two ponytails.

But you have to say... Ayano in twin-tail form unexpectedly made her unable to take her eyes off her.

"I'm planning to form a new band. Unlike those playful student bands, I hope this band will be truly commercial."

"Do you need me to come?"

"No, you have your band. Ayano, just stay with Aine for now. I don't want you to lose your passion for music and your interest in it right away."

"Is that so..." Ayano didn't feel uncomfortable at all, but instead asked with concern, "Do your members have any ideas?"

"At the moment I have only two people in mind, but I am not sure whether they are willing to come."

Seeing Ayano looking at him questioningly, Xiangzi smiled slightly and added, "One is a friend I've played with since childhood, her name is Wakaba Mutsu, she can be a guitarist."

"Childhood sweetheart?"

"Oh, do you think you're the only one who has it?" Xiangzi rolled his eyes at Ayano, looking very proud.

"Hey... I thought I was special to you."

"..."

It is indeed special.

Of course, Xiangzi would never say this out loud.

"There's another friend I knew from childhood, but I don't see her as often as Xiaomu does. She's in the duo Sumimi now, and she can..."

"Tsk tsk, breaking up my world of two, you are worthy of being the blue-haired villain."

"I..." Xiangzi just

I wanted to explode, but I felt that there was no need to argue with a real scum like Ayano, "Her name is Sanjiao Hatsuka, but I don't know if she will agree to me, after all, I just told her about this this morning.

...It’s still not clear.”

"She didn't refuse?"

"No."

"That's not a big deal. If it doesn't work out, I'll take action and tell her I'll kill her if she doesn't come."

“…Huh, one hour and twenty-three minutes.”

"what?"

Looking at the bewildered Ayano in the mirror, Shoko rolled his eyes and explained, "I mean, your humanity only lasted for an hour and 1 minutes before it disappeared again."