Mygo, are you all yanderes?

【Mumu, please save us!】

【Mumu, please save us!】

【Mumu, please save us!】

The dolls screamed pitifully, and the conductor crawled on the ground in a sorry state, almost pleadingly clinging to Wakaba Mutsu's leg and whispering his pleas.

[Mu, I'm begging you!]

Don't let it happen again, don't be like me, don't repeat it.

Go after love! Go after courage!

Go after love! Go after courage!

The choir members also came from all directions, singing and pleading with the conductor. They frantically crawled towards Wakaba Mutsu, trying to climb onto her thighs with the conductor.

I don't want to go through that again.

Failure, pain, sharing, separation, disgust

This time, Wakaba Mutsu was finally able to discern a trace of feeling from its sharp roar—it was indeed her own voice.

This is the first and only first time.

You can, you can, you can!

The conductor stood up once again, with an unprecedentedly unrestrained and joyful smile, opened his arms to the sky, and sang loudly as if performing a hymn.

The dolls also surrounded it like schoolchildren in a choir.

Right here, in this place of happiness.

I understand, Mu. Don't suppress your desires. Just take the stone for yourself, let it leave the center of the matter, let it disappear!

Like waves sweeping in during a storm, like surging lightning, the shadows that originally formed the curtain, the ground, and the ceiling all melted away at this moment, disappearing here with the music and the orchestra, disappearing from Wakaba Mutsu's sight.

When Wakaba Mutsu came to her senses again, she saw Kusano Akira holding the milk she had just placed on the coffee table to her lips. The slight sweetness made her previously dazed mind clear up a bit.

She looked down and saw that she was still tightly clutching the green stone in her hand.

"Oh dear, you're awake again?"

When Kusano Akira saw that Wakaba Mutsu had woken up again, he said unsurprisedly and placed the milk in Wakaba Mutsu's hand.

"You really should go to the hospital to get checked out. You're always so engrossed in your own world. I called you several times just now and you didn't answer."

"...What just happened?"

Ruoye Mu shook her head, trying to shake off the dark thoughts that were still lingering in her mind.

"Nothing happened just now, you were just spacing out—oh, and you suddenly said you wanted this stone, so you asked me if I could give you this one too."

"That wasn't what I said..."

Looking at the stone in his hand, Wakaba Mutsu seemed to hear the wail of the capricious conductor once again.

"Here, take this back."

If Ye Mu put the stone in her hand into Kusano Akira's hand, she didn't know what was going on with the two hallucinations that had happened today, but her instincts told her that she shouldn't believe that voice.

"You don't want it anymore?"

"No, this is something from when you were little."

"OK then."

Kusano Akira took the stone and put it with the other things.

Although he didn't really care about giving this to Wakaba Mutsu, it was something from his childhood, and it would be good to keep it.

【…】

【Ah】

It failed.

Mortis hid in his backpack and let out a soft sigh.

When it sees the stone through Wakaba Mutsu's perspective, it tries to control Wakaba Mutsu to firmly grasp the thing in its hand.

After all, this thing is the biggest connection between Takamatsu Akira and Kusano Akira. Without this thing, if 'Takamatsu Akira' doesn't come back, she won't be a threat at all.

But to its surprise, Wakaba Mutsu was able to suppress his desires.

[I've developed resistance now]

Author's note: Goodnight

Volume 1: Chapter 62. The Lamp's Hesitation (2k)

Although she regained her senses in time and returned the stone, Ruo Yemu still felt a lingering fear.

For a fleeting moment, she actually had the idea of ​​destroying the stone so that Takamatsu Akira and Kusano Akira would never be able to recognize each other again, and judging from Kusano Akira's words, she actually did just that.

Although she really didn't want Takamatsu Akari and Kusano Akira to recognize each other like this, her subconscious warned her not to do so.

"Finally finished cleaning up."

Kusano Akira straightened up, rolled up his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned around to smile easily at Wakaba Mutsu.

"So, isn't my room much more interesting than the living room?"

“Hmm i silk ♂∵℃ research [start ♂∽0 swell] √ zUan:…”

Ruoye Mutsu nodded. She wasn't really interested in collecting musical instruments, otherwise she wouldn't have used the same guitar for so many years. But Kusano Akira's room did have a more lived-in feel than the living room.

Moreover, she also obtained some clues here that would normally go unnoticed.

"How is the band doing now?"

If Moku wanted to get information about Takamatsu Akira from Kusano Akira, but she was afraid that asking directly would attract Kusano Akira's attention to Takamatsu Akira, so she decided to start from the band's perspective.

"Is that the end of the conversation in my room?"

Kusano Akira regretfully picked up a guitar, connected it to the amp, hugged it to his chest, and casually played a blues scale.

"The band is great, the only problem is Su Shi."

"Then...what about the others?"

"The others didn't say anything either, it was just normal—Lixi forcing herself probably counts too."

"...What about the lamp? Has she been behaving strangely towards you?"

Wakaba Mutsumi looked at Kusano Akira with a puzzled expression. She realized that asking the question directly might not yield any information from Takamatsu Akari, so she simply asked directly.

"The lamp's strange behavior..."

Kusano Akira pondered for a moment before speaking slowly, but then he seemed to realize something.

Nine: "What was Mutsumi like to Toyokawa-kun before?"

4. "...cares a lot, and has a very good relationship with them."

8. "You said that Toyokawa-san used to be a very gentle person, right?"

Two, "Yes."

"Then it's not surprising."

Mikusano Akira felt a sudden enlightenment and happily snapped his fingers.

"I've always cared about the lamp a little too much, and I'm still wondering why."

"Now it seems she was just using me as a substitute for Toyokawa-kun. That makes sense now."

five"……"

Sou Ruoye Mu felt that this was most likely not the case.

However, seeing that Kusano Akira wasn't angry and even seemed somewhat happy, Wakaba Mutsu lost the will to defend Takamatsu Akira.

As long as Takamatsu Akari isn't disliked, that's enough; her relationship with Kusano Akira can stay where it is.

"But it's hard to say—maybe it's not a meal replacement—hopefully it is."

Kusano Akira patted the seat next to him, gesturing for Wakaba Mutsu to sit down.

"Mu, do you want me to learn guitar here? The one we agreed on during the day."

"Ah."

Wakaba Mutsu obediently sat down next to Kusano Akira, then suddenly stood up and walked towards the living room as if she had remembered something.

"wait for me."

Not long after, Wakaba Mutsu returned to Kusano Akira's side with the camera's packaging.

"Oh, you did say you wanted to take pictures."

"Ah."

Ruoye Mu nodded, holding the packaging box, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.

"Okay then—but do you know how to use a camera? Let me make it clear first, I don't know how to use this thing."

"I know how to use it, but I don't know how to assemble it."

Wakaba Mu shook his head.

"Hmm... If I follow the operating instructions, it should be fine, right?"

After taking the package from Wakaba Mutsu, Kusano Akira took out scissors, cut it open, and searched for the instruction manual inside.

"Uh, this is installed here, and then this... camera..."

He held the camera and webcam inside, frowning as he compared them to the instructions.

"Hmm... should this be considered done?"

After operating the camera for a while, Kusano Akira held the camera in his hand and said somewhat uncertainly.

"Give it a try."

Wakaba Mutsumi took the camera from Kusano Akira and pointed the lens at him.

"Smile."

Kusano Akira smiled at the camera as he listened to Wakaba Mutsu's words.

"Yeah, no problem."

After testing the camera eight times, Ruoye Muku nodded and said to Kusano Akira, "3" §±‖二｜、

"Let's take pictures then... What do you want to photograph?"

"you."

Wakaba Mutsu pointed at Kusano Akira.

"I?"

"Correct."

Wakaba Mutsumi raised the camera, aimed it again at Kusano Akira, and snapped a picture.

"Change your position."

"Oh."

After the two had been taking pictures for a while, Kusano Akira awkwardly called a halt to Wakaba Mutsumi, who was engrossed in the activity.

"Wait, don't take pictures yet."

"why?"

"It's a bit embarrassing. They're taking pictures of me all by myself here. Haas made me try out all sorts of poses. It felt a bit like taking a photoshoot."

"Would you feel ashamed?"

Wakaba Mutsu tilted his head, seemingly not understanding the meaning of Kusano Akira's words.

"Of course, it feels deliberate and artificial."

"I won't."

"I don't believe you unless you try it."