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

Xiangzi looked at Nagasaki Suyo in front of him and finally softened his heart, "You ask."

"Have you formed a new band with others?"

"..."

Forming a new band?

This idea was a luxury for her, but it would be a lie to say that she had never thought about it.

However, this idea has not been completely confirmed in her mind. At least now, she is not fully prepared.

"No."

After shaking his head, Xiangzi no longer cared about Nagasaki Suyo's expression at the moment, and walked straight past her into the piano store.

Su Shi, who was thrown away by her, folded his hands together, kneading his fingers randomly, and a bitter yet relieved smile slowly appeared at the corner of his lowered face.

still have a chance.

Xiangzi hesitated and thought just now, and sure enough... Xiangzi, like himself, had not forgotten crychic!

Chapter 9 I am already dead because I am weak (2/2)

"Feel sorry."

When she walked to Ayano, Xiangzi looked back deliberately. After finding that Su Shi had left, she walked forward to talk to Ayano with peace of mind.

However, Ayano did not answer her, but just nodded slightly, her eyes looking at the simple black electronic piano in front of her.

"Are you planning on buying this?" Xiangzi thought for a moment and decided that this model was indeed more suitable for a newbie. "Yamaha P225B, price... well, 11 yen."

11 yen is an astronomical figure for Xiangzi now.

Although she could save money by working, she would definitely not be willing to spend it on this.

However, a piano that costs 11 yen is actually not expensive in this piano store. Moreover, as a local brand of Japan, Yamaha has a large market share in the country. Although this store is not the largest, it is easy to find pianos that cost millions.

"Can I try?"

Ayano said this to the owner of the piano store.

Playing the piano in a music store is a very normal thing. Even if the player does not intend to buy the music, it can serve as a promotion to attract other people to stop and watch, thus generating a desire to buy.

But there is a prerequisite, that is, the person playing the piano should not be a novice who can't play the piano at all.

So when the boss heard Xiangzi say the words "suitable for newcomers", he was actually a little nervous.

But after all, Ayano is a customer, and she is very beautiful... Never mind, if she plays badly, then she plays badly. At least

Can you attract some potential customers by your beauty?

"of course can."

"Thank you."

Ayano was actually quite polite towards strangers. She nodded slightly to express her gratitude, which made Xiangzi, who was standing next to her, feel like he had recognized the wrong person.

It was probably rare to see someone playing the piano in the store, let alone such a beautiful girl. Xiangzi immediately felt that the people around him were slowly gathering around them.

However, Xiangzi didn't care too much about these onlookers. Her eyes were always fixed on Ayano in front of her.

She also wanted to know how far this girl named Mizushima Ayano could go just by memorizing how to play the entire song.

As the first note was struck, the discussions of the people around stopped consciously, as if the entire Tokyo night had been muted, and Ayano's piano sound was the only living thing awake in the night.

The unfamiliar tune was music Xiangzi had never heard before.

It is obvious that it has a similar emotional tone to the previous song "Yearning Across Time and Space" and the beat is also slower.

Xiangzi listened to it and found that it was probably in 4/4 time. This slow beat made the whole piano piece more lyrical. Combined with some cyclical major and minor chords, the overall emotion was somewhat sad and dreamy at the same time.

This guy... is it because music with this kind of beat is easier to get into, or is he deliberately picking songs that can easily touch her heart to play a prank on her?

However, considering that the two did not know each other when they first met, Xiangzi quickly eliminated the second possibility.

At this moment, she closed her eyes slightly, listening to Ayano's soft and smooth chord transitions as a teacher, and silently appreciating the quiet and melancholy main melody.

For some reason, old and yellowed photos appeared in her mind, and then one by one they gradually dimmed like stars in the night sky, as if the people in the photos would never meet her.

But after a closer look, Xiangzi discovered that the people in those photos were not anyone around her, but her past self...

No, she is not that weak. Reminiscing about the past is not something she, Toyokawa Shoko, would do!

Wow~

When Xiangzi opened his eyes, Ayano had already finished playing the whole song. The audience around him applauded, and some girls even secretly wiped away tears from the corners of their eyes.

They are really a group of little girls with well-developed tear glands.

Shoko Toyokawa rubbed the corners of her eyes, which felt a little strange, and looked at these little girls who cried at the slightest provocation with disdain.

However, she couldn't help but chuckle when she saw Ayano being surrounded by a group of people of different ages, who kept praising her and asking the name of the song.

It's so rare to see this guy showing that obviously stiff fake smile.

"Alright, alright, please don't disturb this student. Thank you for your cooperation."

In the end, the female store manager stepped forward and dispersed the crowd that had been gathered. After these people left reluctantly, she sighed from the bottom of her heart:

"Classmate, what's the name of this song? Why have I never heard of it?"

“Because this is my dream…”

"This is her original creation." Xiangzi rolled his eyes in his heart and interrupted Ayano's irritating reason for creation.

At the same time, she also turned her attention to Ayano, who had regained her composure. After a brief pause, she asked, "Does this song have a name?"

“It seems to be called…His Theme.”

Ayano no longer remembered why the melody in her dream was called this name. She only remembered that in her dream she fell into the underground world and interacted with various monsters.

And this song "His Theme" is a song that can make her full of determination even in such a bizarre world.

Although it was simple, Ayano always felt that this song was very suitable to be played for Shoko, who always seemed to be hesitant.

"His Theme?" Xiangzi frowned. She had no idea what the title meant, but she didn't intend to delve into it. Instead, she said, seemingly baffled, "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for?" Ayano chuckled, her eyes full of smiles.

"No, it's nothing."

Ayano didn't ask any further questions, but took out her bank card and bought the guitar she had just played. She didn't refuse the boss's discount and even asked if it could be delivered to her home for free.

After receiving a satisfactory answer and leaving her contact information, Ayano patted Xiangzi's arm and said, "Let's go. I have to thank you too... for accompanying me on this trip."

“…Just work.”

"Tough talk."

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"So, where have you been?"

As soon as she got home, Ayano saw Aine wearing an apron and holding a frying pan, standing in front of her and questioning her angrily.

"Buy a piano."

"Buy...a piano?"

Aine was slightly stunned by this answer, and then asked uncertainly, "Which Koto are you talking about, Ayano-chan?"

"Electronic organ, didn't you invite me to form a band?"

"Ah? Are you serious?!"

Aiyin's originally sulky expression suddenly turned into a smile, and the happy mood seemed to be in this guy's body.

It's like a fire sale, it really feels like it's worthless.

But she was indeed very happy in her heart. If there was anything that could make her happier than being admired by everyone in school, it would be to get Ayano-chan into the band, and then rely on her status as a veteran in the band to bully the hateful Ayano-chan!

From now on, she will be the sky of this family!

Of course, if Ayano-chan could hug her, speak softly to her, and act coquettishly and cutely, she would not be unwilling to give the C position to Ayano.

Wait... She almost forgot the most important thing.

"Ayano! What are these two dark histories of mine?!"

"Ah, you saw it after all." Ayano smiled like a fox, sizing up the pink-haired girl in front of her with a teasing look. "But you're overthinking it. Just because I wrote 'Dark History Three' doesn't mean there are really three dark histories."

"Really? You didn't lie to me? Is this really the only one?" Aine blinked and looked at Ayano suspiciously.

"I'm not lying to you. Who told you that 'three' was the last number? Let me count... there are about seven or eight in total, right?"

"???"

…………

At this moment, on the other side of the city.

Wakaba Mutsu, who was practicing guitar in the basement music room of his home, had just finished an impromptu melody and was about to continue when he saw a message on his phone which he had placed aside.

There was no emotion in her indifferent eyes, but her practice plans were indeed slightly disrupted by the content of this message.

[Soyo-chan: Xiaomu, I met Saki-chan today.]

Soyo-chan: I feel like Saki-chan is hinting at me to do something. Once I'm ready, I'll definitely bring everyone in Crychic together again!

Chapter 10: After you form a band, I'll protect you! (1/2)

The messy hair was intertwined together, the black and white plaid was a mess, and the stockings and underwear were placed neatly on the shelf beside the bed, but the two breathing sounds in the room were not in sync.

Don't get me wrong, it was just a little crowded for two people to squeeze into one bed. It was simply because it was uncomfortable to sleep, and the horizontal quilt covered the nose of the pink-haired girl, causing her breathing to become a little rapid.

The cell phone alarm rang on time at 6:30 in the morning, breaking this disharmonious scene.

Aine was the first to wake up. She opened her eyes and sneezed subconsciously. Then she touched her bare arms and looked at Ayano who was in the form of Sleeping Beauty beside her with some resentment.

"You're even trying to snatch the quilt from me... How abominable."

“This was originally my quilt.”

"Eh? Ayano, you're awake?" Aine was startled by the sudden reply and fell to the ground from the edge of the bed.

While rubbing her sore butt, she looked with resentment at Ayano, who was supporting her head with one hand and admiring her embarrassing appearance.

"Who told you to make me do all those things yesterday? You made a mess in the house. There was water all over the walls, traces of your fighting. In the end, I had to clean it up. I couldn't even sleep well.

Hey, how did I end up with you? "

"???"

When Aine heard these suggestive words, her face turned red for a moment, and then she immediately realized that she was being pranked by her good friend again.

"Ayano! Explain it to me clearly! Stop being so ambiguous, okay?!"

While wearing her school uniform skirt and top, Aiyin kept mumbling, "I worked so hard to cook a table full of food, what's wrong with asking you to wash the dishes and clean the kitchen?

And it’s not like I wanted to make such a mess in the kitchen…”

"Yes, it's my fault. I didn't just stand there and let you splash water on me."

“Hehe…” Aine touched her head and smiled foolishly.

"Whose child is this?"

"..."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ayano smiled and waved her hand, then pulled away the quilt covering herself and climbed out of bed.

After changing into her school uniform and putting on pantyhose, Ayano stood in front of the floor-length mirror and gently touched the slightly standing hair on her forehead with her hand.

But just as she was about to leave the room, Aine pushed her down on a stool.

"Ayano is always so casual...even though she's so pretty."

While pouting, Aine took a comb from the dressing table and carefully combed Ayano's long hair.

The scent of shampoo still lingered between the girl's hair. Although the ends were a little split, the already smooth hair soon became well-behaved under the comb. Ayano silently looked at herself in the mirror and the cute little face next to her, with a faint smile on her lips.

Breakfast in the morning was simple. Ayano often cooked for herself, so she took out the bacon that Aine had bought yesterday from the refrigerator.

While frying two large pieces of meat, they also fried two eggs, and finally added two glasses of milk. This was their breakfast for the day.

"Ayano-chan, are you really going to form a band with me? Are you kidding me?"

"When have I ever regretted what I promised you?"