A band simulator, but all girl-heavy!

"what……"

Unlike Aine's exclamation at this moment, Deng just stood there, looking in a certain direction of the crowd in surprise, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

At this moment, in a corner of the crowd, two familiar figures stood elegantly on the street, as quiet as exquisite dolls.

"...Xiangzi...Mu."

The two people who were thought not to appear here stopped at the corner of the street, their eyes seemed to be always fixed on the billboard at the door of the Livehouse.

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Chapter 217 Xiaoxiang switches between soft and dark forms.

Shoko Toyokawa's mentality has changed a lot.

Before this, she simply stopped thinking of it all as a simple dream, but now, she no longer even thinks that these are just strange coincidences.

All this is inevitable... She always dreams of Crychic and Saotome Aoi. There are reasons for this. If it happens once or twice, it can be explained as coincidence, but Aoi must be there every time. There is no way to deceive herself anymore.

This dream, no - this supernatural event that used dreams as a medium to show projections of other worlds and other possibilities was like God opening an invisible window for her that no one else could find, and it was God guiding her in the dark.

This may be too superstitious and too self-evident, so Xiangzi would attribute it to fate, an invisible thread connecting her and Aoi in countless worlds. No matter what the trajectory is, they will always be entangled in the end.

Perhaps there was no such thing as God's will in this world, but there must be some subjective or objective factor that used this dream as an opportunity to guide her, warn her, and admonish her...

That's right, this dream must be trying to tell her something... or perhaps guide her to do something. Among them, the greatest possibility and key point must be Saotome Aoi.

So after that dream, Xiangzi went to find Mu and confessed her plan to Mu - she wanted to take a good look at the performance of Aoi's current band, and was considering inviting Aoi as a violinist to join a gorgeous new band she was about to form.

Of course, she would not ask Aoi to quit the current band, just as she did not ask her friend Mikado Hatsuka, who is an idol, to give up her idol group. This band will wear a mysterious mask, hiding the truth under the veil, and will not affect Aoi's real life.

As for whether Aoi would agree... Although Xiangzi had considered this issue, she had not yet figured out how to deal with it specifically, but she probably wouldn't give up easily.

Just like Aoi never gave up on Xiangzi even if she disappeared in the dream and was forgotten by everyone.

"Come to think of it... I don't think I've asked you yet, Mu."

Looking at the bustling crowd in front of him, Xiangzi's delicate facial features were shrouded in the brilliant sunshine. His light blue hair seemed to have turned into light gold by the light, and the faint smile on his face was very much like the spring before everything happened.

Just like Xiangzi at that time, gentle, elegant, and considerate, like the pure moonlight shining on the lake on a full moon night, white and clear, and even making people feel a hint of warmth.

She smiled gracefully, turned towards Mu, and asked softly, "Before you invited me to this independent live last time... I think you met Aoi, right? What happened then?"

Mu looked up at Xiangzi in surprise, and a subtle change appeared on her inorganic, doll-like face, but she said nothing and quickly looked away. Her lips trembled slightly, but she still chose to remain silent.

She had been using silence like this recently instead of answering, as if she was tired of solving problems with her own words and tried to turn herself into a silent puppet.

"Forget it, that kind of thing is not important..."

Xiangzi tilted his head slightly to look at Mu, and seeing that she remained silent, he shook his head nonchalantly and asked calmly, "I'm planning to invite Aoi to the cafe after today's performance. Do you want to go?"

"Ah."

Mu finally responded. His originally lost expression finally turned into joy, and he nodded slightly.

Xiangzi glanced at Mu lightly and said nothing more. He just quietly looked at the people who formed the pattern of Cassiopeia on the billboard. Light spots kept flashing in his golden eyes, as if he saw unforgettable memories through the picture in front of him.

She didn't feel embarrassed about her sudden regret...

All this is not for her, but for Kui. Only when Kui is by her side and they are closer, can Xiangzi feel at ease.

If we weren't close enough, what would happen if one day Kui disappeared from this world again? What if even Xiangzi forgot about her this time?

This kind of thing cannot happen...

Moreover, she swore that she would find a way to solve all of this——

"...Tomorin! Wait for me~!"

Just as the two remained silent, immersed in their own thoughts, the hurried footsteps and calls from the side quickly broke the situation.

They turned their heads almost at the same time and saw two familiar-looking girls standing in front of them, panting. The girl following closely behind had long cherry-pink hair and bright gray eyes. Whenever she spoke, her iconic little canine teeth were as conspicuous as a sign.

Next to him was a petite girl with short gray hair and amber eyes that were always full of spirit, as cute as a little animal.

They were not familiar with the pink-haired girl. They only knew that she was Yuqiu's classmate and the guitarist of the Mygo band. As for the little animal girl in front of them, they would definitely recognize her.

Former lead singer of Crychic, Deng Gaosong.

"...Xiangzi...Mu."

Deng clutched the corner of her sleeve tightly, her face filled with surprise and timidity. However, an impulse that came from nowhere swept her away and she finally stood in front of the two men, whispering excitedly: "...You, are here too."

"Takamatsu-san, Chihaya-san, hello. We are just passing by and happened to want to watch the performance."

Xiangzi nodded slightly, his tone as cold as if he was talking to a stranger he just met, and the last trace of smile on his face disappeared.

"...Is that so...B-but...I'm, very happy..."

Gao Songdeng gripped the corner of his sleeve even tighter, lowered his head, and didn't dare to look Xiangzi in the eye. He just whispered weakly: "It's like... everyone in the past has gathered together again..."

Xiangzi's brows gradually frowned, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble.

"You mean now? It's clearly torn apart."

She said in a somewhat suppressed tone, "No need to explain anything. Takamatsu-san is very happy in his new band now. I won't judge him or anything. Rather, this is what I hope for. But, can you please stop talking about the past?"

In that dream, her attitude and feelings towards Aoi completely changed, but her feelings towards Crychic and Deng never changed.

After all, Group C could not continue. A beautiful bubble like a dream of spring was destined to be unrealized. Xiangzi felt guilty for quitting the band without authorization because of his own changes, but Deng, Su Shi and others had obviously walked out of the shadow of Group C and established new bonds in the new band.

Neither Crychic nor Mygo now needs her, and she doesn't need Crychic and these past partners.

All she needs is Aoi.

"Excuse me, can I go take care of something else?"

Xiangzi glanced at Deng, who looked lost, and nodded politely. Then he walked aside and said, "Mu, let's go."

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Chapter 218 The calm before the performance.

Today is probably the most special day for STARRY.

After the temporary clerk opened the door and announced the start of ticket checking, it was like a valve being opened in a reservoir, and the audience gathered here waiting immediately poured into the livehouse leading to the underground like a tide.

Perhaps most of the people who came to watch the performance were high school students or college students. Even though there were so many people, everyone lined up in an orderly manner, slowly followed the flow of people to check their tickets one by one, and then found their own area in this small world dedicated to music.

The small STARRY was like a small fish tank filled with seedlings, and it became crowded in an instant. The originally dim space now looked like a cave where small ants were breeding. Although it was not crowded, the already small Livehouse seemed even more cramped.

The shop assistants, who had already been busy all day, seemed even more overwhelmed. The store manager, who usually sat by and watched Hong Xia and others work leisurely, was forced to sit at the front desk.

But fortunately, the number of spectators was just large and did not exceed what STARRY could bear. After all the spectators entered, they only filled the area near the stage, and it was not so oppressive that the air became thin.

"This is incredible... I guess I'll have to think about convincing my sister to expand STARRY. At this rate, fans who want to see our shows will have to line up all the way to Futako Tamagawa!"

Hong Xia pushed open the door, carrying the packaged snacks and mineral water provided by the store today, and walked gently into the band's lounge. She was still shocked by the number of spectators waiting, and sighed: "Maybe when we really go to the Budokan... STARRY should also expand to the same size!"

"Will it still be built underground? It feels like... it's turning into some kind of underground industry."

Aoi had a subtle expression on her face, and she couldn't help but imagine STARRY expanding to the same size as the Budokan or Tokyo Dome. All sorts of strange and dark comic scenes appeared in her head.

"Yes, it can be developed into an integrated industry chain. The main area will be the rock band's performance area. If there's a conflict between rock fans, they can be taken to the fighting area. We'll have an underground unlimited fighting cage. If something goes wrong, they can be taken to the organ donation area..."

Yamada Ryo looked back at the two of them expressionlessly, and once again uttered some terrifying words. When everyone else's expressions were stunned, he nodded secretly, muttering, "Yeah, that's too rock 'n' roll."

"Has rock music begun to spread into the realm of illegality and crime?"

Aoi's face was filled with disgust.

"Sounds so cool! I still haven't quite grasped the world of rock and roll."

Kita's eyes sparkled as he commented, "Can I also participate in the unlimited fight? For example, the winner can get a handshake with Aoi or something!"

"Really, really?"

Little Pochi, who had been strumming his guitar with his head down, suddenly looked up. His eyes, revealed from between his bangs, were so sharp they shone with light. A powerful aura instantly erupted from him: "Gigigi, can I bring a guitar in as a weapon?"

"STOP!!!"

Hong Xia was so angry that Daimao almost exploded. She put the tray on the table and quickly stopped the conversation that sounded a little strange: "Come to think of it...you guys don't look nervous at all now. I was worried that everyone would be nervous in front of so many people."

In terms of audience numbers, the audience at the independent live show is definitely not a fraction of that at the music festival, and the stage scale is not big enough. But unlike the music festival, the audience this time are not passers-by who just happened to pass by, but real fans who came to see the band, trust them, and want to see their wonderful performance.

Although it is normal to be nervous in front of a crowd, whether you are expected to do something is the key factor that affects your mentality. Being scrutinized by a group of strangers and being scrutinized by a group of people who expect you to perform well are two completely different things.

Originally, Hong Xia's mentality had been affected by the crowd, and she gradually became nervous. She was worried that she would not be able to meet the audience's expectations, or that something might go wrong on the stage. However, when she returned to the lounge, she saw everyone sitting peacefully, just like they were training at Hong Xia's home as usual.

Kita was pulling Aoi aside to find the best angle for a selfie, while Ryo sat alone, his mind in a daze, and little Pochi, as usual, huddled in a corner with his guitar...

These kids are so good, they have a relaxed attitude that doesn’t care about anything, no matter how they face it, regardless of life or death.

"I was a little nervous, but now that I think about it, it doesn't really matter."

Kita raised his scissors hand gesture with a smile.

"...Aoi told us that it can be done just like a music festival."

Pochi replied in a low voice. Although she looked as withdrawn as usual, the fact that she maintained her human form showed that she was truly calm.

"That's right~"

Hong Xia was stunned for a moment, but soon a bright smile appeared on her face again, and the anxiety in her eyes gradually dissipated: "If Aoi is here, if everyone is here, there won't be any problems."

"Everyone always exaggerates so much, but the key is that we're all together, okay?"

The color of Aoi's eyes is still as crystal clear as a lake dotted with green trees and grass, clearly reflecting the brightness of the earth.

She is still very confident. She put a lot of effort into the stage effects for this independent live performance. Coupled with the intensive training during this period, Pochi, who has gradually become accustomed to the ensemble, is slowly regaining his guitar hero level. Hongxia and Liang, who already have experience, are making steady progress. The beginner Kita is evolving at such a speed that other guitarists are questioning their lives.

They are now much stronger than they were at the last music festival, and should be able to handle an independent live performance without any problem.

As long as there's no trouble, there shouldn't be any problems...

"By the way, isn't it a bit inappropriate for everyone to go on stage like this?"

Hong Xia clapped her hands gently, carefully observing everyone's appearance, and enthusiastically suggested, "Didn't we have time to decide on a uniform for the band? As a band with a special name, if we don't have some common features... wouldn't it be a bit lacking in character?"

"Ah~ Should we wear stockings of the same color? I brought a lot of the same black stockings today!"

Kita agreed.

"Why socks... and it'll be hot, right? Can you expect Pochi-chan to wear them too?!"

Aoi complained.

"It won't be hot, they're all 10d..."

Kita thought for a moment: "Do we have to wear the same color contact lenses? Ah! Let's use this time to style our hair together with curling irons!"

"I think the plan we considered last time, disguised as a male college rock band, is more suitable. The wigs are still there."

Liang nodded seriously.

“I mean…!!”

Hong Xia couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted the conversation. She let down her long ponytail, lifted her long hair, and piled it into a big bun on her head:

"Get a uniform hairstyle... or something?"

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Chapter 219 The calm before the storm.

"Ijichi-san...is it really okay for us to be like this? This hairstyle! Is it really okay?"

Kita Ikuyo stared at the mirror in front of her, poking the big red bun on her head with a strange expression, and even her tone became tangled.

At this moment, the little Pochi and Ryo beside him have also changed into the same hairstyle. Their hair is tied up high on the top of their heads and tied into big buns with hairbands of different colors with triangular pendants. From a distance, it looks like a gourd, or a bunch of dumplings of different sizes.

Ryo's hair is on the shorter side, while Pochi has the second-longest hair of the five. Together, they resemble the Big Maruko-chan and Little Maruko-chan combination. If Aoi were to compare them, it's the Big Calabash Brothers and the Little Calabash Brothers! The two of them, sitting there blankly, are indeed adorable, completely abandoning the rock and roll spirit that marked the end of the band.

"This way... I can't shake my hair like crazy when I'm playing vigorously."

Liang's face was full of regret.

"Your hair isn't very easy to shake, is it?"

Hong Xia complained ruthlessly.

"I was thinking that Pochi could shake it off. I was really looking forward to it, but she never did once..."