Zongman: Dream with me

On Saturday, in a patch of grass in the park, Yamada Ryo was bending over, looking for something.

It's called a park, but in fact not many people come here anymore. Not far away are dilapidated ruins. It's a place where only weirdos like her come.

But what she didn't notice was that not far away there was a little girl holding a camera looking at her curiously.

Did I lose something? The little girl thought, hesitated for a moment, and was about to go forward to ask, but then she saw an extremely absurd scene.

She saw the older sister with short blue hair grab a handful of weeds and put them into her mouth.

"What are you doing!"

"Can't you see?"

"..."

Yamada Ryo asked with a puzzled look on his face, leaving the little girl at a loss for words. Was it her problem?

"Do you want it?"

The little girl waved her hands repeatedly to refuse. Who in her right mind would eat grass?

Just when the two were in a stalemate, there was movement on the steps not far away. Then Mu You, who had just visited the mountain god here, saw Liang eating grass and a little girl who looked very familiar.

"Ah, it's you guys."

"Would you like some?"

When Yamada Ryo saw Mu You, he greeted him familiarly and solemnly gave Mu You a piece of the grass in his hand.

"Okay."

"what about the taste?"

"It's okay. It's a little bitter at first, then a little sweet. It's a wonderful taste."

"You are very sunny." Yamada Ryo gave Mu You a thumbs up, then looked at the little girl next to him.

"Really not going to try?"

"..."

The little girl looked at Yamada Ryo, then at Mu You. Would it be impolite for her to refuse again?

So he timidly picked a piece of grass that looked the cleanest, put it to his mouth, and ate it with difficulty.

Then, he looked at the remaining two people with a complicated expression.

"How is it?" Mu You asked curiously.

“I don’t want to judge.”

"Okay, but..." Mu You looked at Yamada Ryo, "Since you've treated me, I can't refuse. How about I treat you to cake?"

"I'll choose the place!" Yamada Ryo raised his hand decisively.

So Yamada Ryo took Mu You and the others to a cake shop that looked very high-end, and she ordered four cakes without hesitation, and she ate two of them herself.

"Is there anyone who kills people like you?"

Mu You was a little amused and helpless.

"It's you who wants to be taken advantage of, okay?"

"Let's not talk about this for now." Mu You glanced at the little girl next to him. She was sitting very obediently on the chair, looking very reserved. "Would you like to introduce yourself?"

"Huh? Isn't she your friend?"

Now it was Mu You's turn to be dumbfounded. Yamada Ryo also reacted, raised his head and stared at Mu You.

"..."

The little girl next to her didn't say anything. She had originally wanted to walk around and relax today, but she didn't expect to meet these two weird people. One asked her if she wanted to eat grass, and the other rushed to treat her.

"Ahaha, sorry, it's my treat this time."

"Yes, that's his fault."

"Hey, Liang, is there anyone like you who would kick someone when they're down?"

……

"name."

Just as the two of them were apologizing and shifting the blame, the little girl said something incoherent.

"Yamada Ryo."

"Kasugano Yu."

The two people who were arguing just now gave their names in tacit understanding, and then looked at the little girl beside them.

"Tsuru...Ji Rumi." Why were these two able to answer so tacitly?

"Hello."

"Hello, can I ask you to stay in the US?"

"……Can't."

Weirdos, all weirdos. Tsurumi Rumi realized that the two people she met today were both weirdos, especially the guy named Kasugano Yuu. How could he call someone by their name right away?

"So sad," Mu You sighed, feeding himself a spoonful of cake.

"You can't tell at all." Tsurumi Rumi complained, then looked at her delicious cake, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"do you need my help?"

"If you want to eat, go order it yourself. It's nothing to steal from a young girl."

Mu You tried to stop Liang who was trying to snatch the cake from the little girl, but the other party didn't seem to care.

"Hey, that's what you said." Yamada Ryo replied with a smile.

"Yes, yes, by the way, why are you here today?"

Mu You remembered that the mountain was actually a bit desolate and few people came here.

"Looking for ingredients, what about you?"

"Worship the mountain god."

"Oh."

The two of them chatted one sentence at a time, without paying any attention to Tsurumi Rumi who was sitting next to them. She thought for a long time whether she should leave or stay.

Finally, Tsurumi Rumi's hand picked up the fork. The cake was so delicious.

Tsurumi Rumi listened to the conversation between the two while eating cake.

It turns out that these two weirdos are both high school students who play music, but they are from different schools and not in the same band. The older sister named Yamada Ryo looks a little cold and speaks very bluntly.

"Are you ready for my song?"

"What do you mean by yours? You're not the lead singer. This is something I wrote for the Ending Band, okay? Besides, have you finished writing your song?"

"Ah."

"So fast?"

"Yuu is putting too much pressure on everyone."

When Yamada Ryo talked about Qiong's performance, the whole band saw the gap, so they trained even harder.

"But I think they're trying a bit too hard. Pochi was also influenced by you when he wrote the lyrics."

"Then you must have taught him a lesson."

"Well," Liang put away his usual frivolousness, "I told you... I used to be in another band, and I liked the immature yet straightforward lyrics of that band.

But they tried too hard to become famous, and wrote lyrics more and more for the sake of selling well.

I didn't like it, so I quit. When I quit, we had a fight.

It wasn't until Hong Xia invited me that I rejoined the band.

……

To lose one's individuality is tantamount to death."

"Really? I feel like the songs I write don't have much personality."

Mu You said self-deprecatingly.

"But you love music, don't you?"

"..."

"I just don't understand why you're so lazy that you don't even sing the songs you wrote yourself."

"That's true, because when I sing, I sing mostly for myself, so I want to hear how you sing."

"What a weirdo."

"Each each other."

……

Tsurumi Rumi listened quietly, the two people beside her seeming to ignore her presence, talking to each other. They have their own personalities, their own insistence, and are unwilling to be tainted by the world.

But they don't seem to be bothered by this. How is that possible? If only I could do that...

"Rumie-chan, Rumie-chan?"

"Huh?!" Tsurumi Rumi, who was lost in thought, suddenly came to her senses when she heard Mu You's shout.

"Who do you think is weirder between the two of us?"

"Forehead--"

"It's okay, just say it."

"They're all very strange!" Tsurumi Rumi hesitated for a moment, but still said honestly.

"Hey, Liu Mei-chan. Isn't it weirder that this guy who invites you to eat grass is weirder?" Mu You was a little bit unbelievable.

"It's even weirder for someone like you to call someone that for the first time."

"Very good, I win." Yamada Ryo was very happy, "Then I will arrange the next step."

"This is clearly a draw, okay?"

"Wasn't our bet about whether I was weirder than you? It's obvious that I won."

Yamada Ryo said confidently.

Is this even possible? Mu You was a little dumbfounded.

Tsurumi Rumi, who had been distracted just now, was full of questions: What bet?

"Where should we go next...ah, I know!"

Yamada Ryo came up with a brilliant idea, and Mu You looked at the other party who was in a playful mood, and inexplicably had a bad premonition in his heart.