Mygo, are you all yanderes?

The lamp nodded gently, agreeing to Kusano Akira's request.

A girl with flaxen hair walked out of RIG and saw Shiina Riki running in with light steps. She looked out curiously and saw Takamatsu Akari and the others. She clenched her soft fingers and a thoughtful glint flashed in her big blue eyes.

Volume 1: Chapter 3. Nagasaki Motoyo

"Hehe, I didn't expect to find so many people so quickly~"

Aiyin lay comfortably on the sofa, her two long, white legs swinging restlessly up and down.

"And I'll be teaming up with the class mascot, Tamamo, and Kusano Akira, who's a bit of a chuunibyou but always a handsome guy when he shuts up. This way I'll quickly become a school celebrity, right? My grand plan to steal the spotlight!"

Thinking of this, Ai-yin happily buried her face in the doll and chuckled.

Suddenly, she remembered something, quickly got up from the sofa, and rummaged through the corner. She finally found the guitar she had bought in junior high school for a performance. It was covered in a layer of dust because it hadn't been used for so long.

"Hey... how do you play this again? Speaking of which, doesn't the sound sound a bit off? It didn't sound like this when I first played it."

Her fingers clumsily pressed the strings, her left and right hands unable to coordinate as they used to, because the sound of the instrument had become somewhat distorted due to its long period of disuse.

"And the picks... Where are the picks? I remember buying a lot of them back then."

After another search, a cloud of dust rose from the room.

........................

Putting aside Chihaya Aine's situation for now, let's focus on Kusano Akira.

Kusano Akira casually stepped into the elevator. Besides him, there was also a brown-haired female student wearing the Tsuki no Mori school uniform.

The female student seemed surprised to run into Kusano Akira here, and she covered her slightly parted cherry-like mouth with her hand in astonishment.

After a while, the brown-haired girl took the initiative to talk to Kusano Akira.

“Um…” the female student began, her overly affected and sweet voice reaching Kusano Akira’s ears. Unlike Aine’s natural voice, this one was full of affectation. Kusano Akira frowned slightly upon hearing this voice; it was too unpleasant for him.

"I saw you at RIG before. Are you in a band?"

"Yes, you are in a band." Kusano Akira put away his phone and looked at the girl beside him. "I really didn't expect to see you here, Nagasaki Motoyo-kun." Hmm.

"Huh? Do you know me?" Qi

Surprised that Kusano Akira could call her by name, Nagasaki Motoyo's sapphire-like eyes widened slightly.

"Of course I know. After all, if I had to say, I'd consider myself a fan of Crychic. I was even in the audience at your performance that time."

Kusano Akira shook his head with a hint of regret, as if he was lamenting the fleeting popularity of Crychic.

"Really? What a coincidence!"

Nagasaki Motoyo smiled broadly and continued the conversation, building on Kusano Akira's words.

"I never expected to run into a Crychic fan here! It really gave me a fright." Ai

"I never expected to see you here, Nagasaki-kun."

"I've reached my floor, I'll be going now, Nagasaki-kun, see you tomorrow."

Upon seeing the elevator display indicating that he had arrived at his home, Kusano Akira quickly stepped out of the elevator and into his apartment. Nagasaki Motoyo watched him leave with a gentle smile, before her smile faded once he was out of sight.

That person... was he in a band with Xiaodeng and Lixi? I ​​never expected he could get them to form a band again. She tried for a long time but couldn't do it.

Perhaps we can use this opportunity to rebuild Crychic?

You should check out RIG when you have time.

Su Shi frowned slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

Night fell, and a fierce wind howled.

Raindrops pattered against the French windows, and flashes of lightning occasionally pierced the darkness inside. Nagasaki Motoyo lay on the bed in her pajamas, her beautiful eyes gazing longingly at her phone. She slowly swiped her phone and tapped her e-mail.

Looking at her chat boxes with everyone she knew, most of them were just ordinary chats, where she would say a few words and then stop. The few chats with a lot of messages were almost a one-woman show by Nagasaki Motoyo.

One person's chat history was so long it was like a towering building, with very few messages from the other person, the latest being from a long time ago.

Biting her lip, Su Shi propped herself up, her empty and confused eyes staring at her room. Both the facilities and the layout could be described as "high-end," which was more than enough for a high school girl.

However, it has one unique and fatal flaw—this house doesn't feel like a 'home' at all. The excessive space and the lack of any sense of life in the decorations make it more like an uninhabited room template than a residence.

Lu Changqi Su Shi hugged the pillow in her hand and buried her head in it. The dark room created an indescribable loneliness. Loneliness, along with the sound of rain, entered her ears. She felt even more upset, but the more upset she became, the more tormented she felt by the fact that she had sent messages to others but received no reply.

Meanwhile, Kusano Akira was watching Chihaya Aine's frantic barrage of emoji comments in the group chat while familiarizing himself with the keyboard's keystrokes.

Since graduating from junior high school, Ling has hardly touched a keyboard. Now that he suddenly wants to form a band, he can only reluctantly take out the keyboard that has been covered in dust.

I'm figuring things out as I go, but luckily my foundation is solid. I wouldn't dare say I can do it perfectly, but if I hurry up, I think I can manage.

Kusano Akira looked at Aine's profile picture with some envy. If he remembered correctly, Chihaya Aine had performed on stage during her junior high school years. However, because the performance was scheduled after his, he left immediately after his performance and didn't see it.

Zero thought that since she was Chihaya Aine, who could do everything well, her skills must be quite good, not to mention that she was now calmly sending emoticons here, looking very confident.

He had seen the strength of his teammates Takamatsu Akari and Shiina Tatsuki, and they were at least stronger than him at the moment. He was the one who needed the most training in the team right now.

Thinking of this, Kusano Akira sighed heavily and lay back on the bed, feeling utterly exhausted.

Speaking of which... Nagasaki-san also lives in this building. Should we invite her to join the band? Akari and Ritsuki would be happy to have another familiar face.

But wouldn't Aine feel uncomfortable? After all, that would mean only she and I wouldn't belong to Crychic, and we'd feel like outsiders.

Kusano Akira turned his head to the side and stared at the raging wind and rain outside the window.

That's the idea, but Nagasaki might not necessarily want to join. Her initiative to greet us earlier might just be out of curiosity about her old bandmate forming a band with someone else, and it doesn't necessarily mean she wants to play in a band.

Straightening up, Kusano Akira patted his face to clear his mind.

Let's put those aside for now and keep playing the piano. Although both Akari and Aine are easygoing, he would still feel ashamed if they made a mistake on stage.

Takamatsu family sou

"Hey, there's watermelon!" Takamatsu Hikaru knocked on the door and asked the lighthouse hiding inside.

The lamp didn't respond. She simply sat at the table, turned off the room lights, and turned on a table lamp, fiddling with a stone the color of a fiery sunset. Judging from its smoothness and color, the lamp had taken excellent care of the stone.

She gently cupped the stone in her soft fingertips, gazing at it with tender eyes.

There were two notebooks on the table. One was the one she used to write down her thoughts, and the other clearly recorded specific dates, with the words "泀" written on it.

February 4:

On the first day of school, I saw someone who looked a lot like Ming. Could it be him?

February 4:

It really was him! The name and appearance matched perfectly! Although I don't know why he wasn't carrying any stones, I'm still so happy. Great, I've seen him again! (Part 3)

February 4:

I really want to talk to Ming, but does he still remember me...? Will he think it's weird if I suddenly start a conversation with him?

February 4:

Ming tried to talk to me! But I ran away... Ming must think I'm weird...

February 4:

Ming asked me to form a band... If it's Ming, he definitely wouldn't let the band break up, right? ...Definitely!

Gao Songdeng stared intently at the stone in his hand, a sweet smile curving his lips.

She picked up her pen and quickly wrote in her notebook. Suddenly, she seemed to notice something. She flipped through the notebook and found that only the last thin page remained.

"...I've used it all up, I need to buy a new one tomorrow."

Takamatsu Akari closed the notebook with some regret and stuffed it into a storage cabinet under the table. In that cabinet were seven or eight notebooks with similar covers, all of which contained her writings about Kusano Akira.

After stuffing the notebook inside, she quickly locked it and then hid the key. Once everything was done, she quickly climbed into bed, covered herself with the blanket, lay on her side, gripped the stone tightly in her hands, brought her head close to her hands, and happily hummed a song.

Hoping to dream of tomorrow again, Takamatsu Akari drifted off to sleep with a peaceful smile.

Volume 1: Chapter 4. A Strange Dream

After a night of battling with the keyboard, Kusano Akira walked into the classroom the next day with obvious dark circles under his eyes. He sat down in his seat, looking somewhat tired.

Chihaya Aine hasn't arrived at the classroom yet. Only Takamatsu Akari and a few others are in the classroom. She sits up straight, with a red stone on the table in front of her.

For some reason, Kusano Akira always felt that Takamatsu Akira looked a little lost when he passed by her, as if she hoped that he would stop and talk to her.

He had a feeling that the stone was a bit... He secretly looked at the stone and felt that it looked familiar. He shook his head vigorously, trying his best to stay awake.

Think too much.

"Good morning, light."

Kusano Akira weakly replied, his mind exhausted from concentrating on the keyboard all night. He tried his best to keep his eyes open and not let his eyelids relax.

"I'm here!"

The lamp immediately turned around, and she quickly turned back to earnestly respond to Kusano Akira's call.

"You don't need to respond to me so seriously..."

Feeling the curious and ambiguous gazes of his classmates focused on him and Takamatsu Akira, Kusano Akira's lips twitched. He straightened his expression and said seriously.

"I have something I want to ask you..."

Do you still have Nagasaki Motoyo's contact information?

"Su Shi?"

Takamatsu Akari looked puzzled when she heard Nagasaki Motoyo's name.

"That's right, I actually ran into her after we parted ways yesterday..."

Kusano Akira explained to Takamatsu Akira about his encounter with Nagasaki Motoyo yesterday. Of course, he didn't mention his worries about Aine and himself, but only told her part about Nagasaki Motoyo.

"So I'm thinking, should I invite her to our band? We're actually short a bassist. I don't know her well, and if I just invite her out of the blue, she'll probably be very suspicious. So I wanted to ask you, Deng..."

"Good morning, Teng-teng!" Aine skipped into the classroom, her face beaming with joy. "You too, good morning, Aki-san~"

"Good morning," Kusano Akira replied casually. "You're here just in time, Aine. It's about the bassist..."

"Oh, I've already found this one."

Ai Yin grinned triumphantly, revealing her canine teeth.

"After you all left yesterday, I ran into the young lady from Moon Forest. She said she also wants to play in a band, so I could be the bassist~"

As Aine was saying this, she suddenly frowned and said somewhat irritably, "Four # Three:!" ◆※№4¤

"I mentioned all of this last night. You didn't see the message they sent, did you? Honestly."

"Five or six emojis plus a message? Who would even look at that?" Kusano Akira thought to himself. Hearing Aine say she was a student of Tsuki no Mori, he had a hunch. "Um, Aine, what's that young lady's name...?"

“Nagasaki Motoyo.”

Aine and Akari both said the name at the same time. Aine glanced at Akari in surprise.

"Huh? Could she be your friend, Dengdeng?"

"...a bandmate I used to be in."

"What a coincidence? Is Tokyo such a small city?" Aine muttered, then gently poked Kusano Akira's face with her finger.

"Speaking of which, you seem really listless today. Did you stay up late?" Poking ...

"Are you my mother?"

He shoved Ai-yin's fingers aside with a hint of annoyance, yawned, and said slowly,

"After all, I haven't touched a keyboard in a long time, and my finger dexterity has deteriorated a bit. Since I want to form a band, I can only cram at the last minute—hmm? You didn't sleep well either? Why do you look so pale?"

"Ah... haha~ Oh, I forgot." Aine's face stiffened slightly. She was so engrossed in her dream of making a name for herself in the band that she completely forgot about rehearsals. But, well, it should be alright, right? She'd performed in middle school, so it should be fine!

"If a band member can forget about playing music, you're practically a born rock 'n' roll angel."

Kusano Akira wrapped his arms into a circle, squeezed his head inside, and lay face down on the table.

"Anyway, I'm going to take a nap first. Please wake me up if it's time for class."

After saying this, Kusano Akira fell into a deep sleep.

........................

Kusano Akira had a dream that could be described as bizarre and fantastical.

In his dream, he was incredibly successful. Under his leadership, his band became a sensation across the country, defeating bands like Roselia and Mujica, which he didn't know much about but seemed very powerful.

Not only did he successfully live a life of extravagance and debauchery, but he also saved a famous card game company president who had fallen into the water. In gratitude, he made a set of exclusive cards for Kusano Akira, making his life a perfect success.