Girl band, because of the shining heart

There have been too many things happening recently, so much so that he has no time to think about them. And if it weren't for Qingye Moka's reminder, it would probably take Jiuzhong Qianxiao some time to realize this matter.

"Hehehe~ Little Mocha didn't say anything~ and didn't do anything~"

After being stunned for a moment, Aoba Moka shook his head and said this with a smile.

"What if I say I'll bake some bread myself later?"

Jiuzhong Qianxiao put forward an extremely tempting condition.

"Will you give it to little Mocha?"

"Who knows?"

"Wow~ The evil person~ is trying to take away Mocha's bread~"

"How could it be taken away? It's just that it won't be given to someone."

Looking at Aoba Moka's wide-open mouth, as if her most beloved treasure had been taken away, and her depressed look with her head lowered so that no one could see her expression, Jiuzhong Qianxiao chuckled and reached out to rub her head.

"Okay, all of them are baked for Mocha."

"Wow~ This is a gift from an angel~ Little Mocha is full of energy~"

Hearing these words, Qingye Moka, who had originally lowered her head, slightly raised the corner of her mouth. As a best friend, she knew Jiuzhong Qianxiao's character very well.

In the evening, after sending Aoba Mocha back home, Jiuzhong Chixiao smiled gently.

"Thanks, Mocha."

Qingye Mocha also turned around with a sense of something, looked at Jiuzhong Qianxiao, and smiled.

Finally, Kunou Chisho was walking on her way home and looked up when she passed by Mizukuri's house.

I saw a figure on the windowsill illuminated by the setting sun, and then he quickly left and pulled the curtains.

But he seemed to realize that his action might cause Jiuchong Qianxiaozhao to misunderstand, so he silently pulled the curtain open a little bit. Although he could not see the person, he could still see the hand tightly grasping the curtain.

"Well, isn't this Qian Xiao?"

"Huh? Ah, good afternoon, Uncle Mizuki."

Just when she was about to say something, a slightly majestic voice sounded behind her. Jiuzhong Qianxiao turned around and saw a majestic man wearing a kimono and glasses standing behind her.

Mizukuri's father.

"Well, good afternoon. By the way, have you had any conflicts with Lan recently?"

"Eh? Ah....How should I put it? I guess so, right?"

"Really? In the past, Lan always smiled when she came home, but in the past few days, I haven't seen a smile on her face."

"Forehead......"

Jiuzhong Qianxiao didn't know how to answer. He couldn't say, "I was helping other girls practice instruments, and I was busy with other bands, so I forgot about the agreement with Mizukani."

Even other bands are all girls or something.

"Do you want to go in and talk to Lan?"

"Um, can I ask why?"

"Lan said that she recently joined the band and has been slacking off on her flower arrangement practice. I think there must be some other reason. As a father, there are many things that I can't talk to her about. You have a good relationship with her, so I think you should be able to talk to her about it."

Unlike those rigid and strict fathers, although Mizukuri's father also looks rigid, he actually just has a big age gap with his daughter.

In addition, his daughter is not someone who can express her feelings well, which leads to a lack of understanding between the two of them.

That's why he wanted to understand his daughter's thoughts through Jiuchong Qianxiao.

"Well, about the band thing, it's actually like this."

Jiuzhong Qianxiao began to explain the whole story about Mizukuri forming a band.

After listening to Jiuzhong Qianxiao's words, Meizhulan's father was silent for a long time. After thinking for a long time, he looked at Jiuzhong Qianxiao and said, "What do you think?"

"my thoughts?"

"If Lan really gave up flower arrangement and focused on being a band, would you support her?"

Mizukuri's father's tone was more serious and earnest than before, and his cold gaze fell on Jiuzhong Qianxiao through his glasses.

"I will support Lan in whatever she wants to do."

"What if she wants to give up the band and practice flower arrangement again after forming it?"

Mei Zhulan's father once again raised a question. As a father, he would support his daughter in whatever she wanted to do, but other than support, he had no other way. After all, he was just a father who was not good at communicating with his daughter, so he wanted to know Jiu Zhong Qian Xiao's thoughts.

"I do not know."

Jiuchong Qianxiao opened his mouth, and after thinking for a long time, he shook his head.

"Really? That's right."

There is no need to blindly support everything Mizukuri does. Everything is unknown. This thing may happen or may not happen. He does not want Jiuzhong Qianxiao to blindly support every decision his daughter makes. On the contrary, he hopes that Jiuzhong Qianxiao can guide and persuade his daughter to make the right decision.

"Give."

"This is?"

"The key to Meizhu's house. Please spend more time with Lan in the future. There are many things between her and me that are hard to understand, so I hope you can understand Lan better and stay with her. After all, you are the same as her, a child who is afraid of loneliness."

Reaching out and rubbing Jiuzhong Qianxiao's head, a rare smile appeared on Mizukuri's father's serious face.

PS: Again, in Bandoli's worldview, except for Toyokawa Shoko's father in MyGO, parents seem to be pretty good, so you know what I mean?

Chapter 37: Sunday at Meizhulan's House

Sunday, the last day of the weekend, is not only the end of a week, but also the beginning of a new week of hard life. No matter if you have to get up early to go to work or go to school the next day, it is not a happy thing, not to mention that Sunday also heralds the end of the weekend.

Sunday, 8am, Meizhu’s house.

After waking up from the bed, he opened his eyes dazedly. His light pink eyes looked a little dazed, which meant that his consciousness had not returned to his brain after waking up.

I changed out of my pajamas into a white short-sleeved T-shirt, a black jacket, and a pair of denim shorts. This was my outfit for today. I walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and scooped up a stream of cool water with both hands to splash on my face.

The cold water awakened her consciousness, and her confused mind became completely clear. Looking at Jingzhong's dyed red hair, the girl's mouth corners slightly raised. After forming the band, the name of the band was determined to be Afterglow.

After that, they basically chatted on the school rooftop as usual, and then went to the practice room to practice their instruments after school, although they were unhappy that someone hadn't walked them home recently.

But when she thought that he had made new friends, she would be happy for him, but such happiness was often fleeting.

She still hopes that the other person can stay with her like before.

But she didn't want to speak, as she always felt that if she took the initiative to speak, she would lose.

After washing up, I went downstairs.

I didn't see my father sitting on the sofa, but instead I smelled a very fragrant smell coming from the kitchen.

She walked towards the kitchen with some curiosity, and what she saw was a very familiar figure.

His waist-length hair that fell like ink was tied into a high ponytail behind his head, and he wore a floral apron tied around his body. His pale blue eyes were gently gazing at the pot in front of him. It seemed that something delicious was cooking in the pot, emitting an enticing fragrance. He picked up a spoon and poured something that looked like soup into a small dish. After taking a sip, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

The light from the kitchen shone softly on him. For a moment, Mi Zhulan stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the figure.

"Qianxiao?"

"Hmm? Ah, good morning, Lan. Breakfast is ready."

"Ah, um, eh? That's not right!!! Qianxiao, why are you in my house? Where is my father?"

"It's a little troublesome to explain. I'll explain it to you over breakfast later."

After turning off the fire on the stove, Jiu Zhong Qian Xiao chuckled and pushed Mei Zhulan out of the kitchen. After letting her sit down at the dining table, he returned to the kitchen, served the food, brought it to the dining table, and placed it in front of Mei Zhulan.

"Well."

Rather than the tempting food in front of her, Mizukuri was more curious about why Kunou Chisato was in her house.

"Don't want to eat?"

"No, I'm just more curious about why Qianxiao is in my house."

"Because your father gave me the key to your house."

"Huh?! What did you say?!"

Mizukami stood up suddenly and looked at Jiuzhong Qianxiao in shock, while Jiuzhong Qianxiao took out a key slowly.

Looking at the key shown by Jiuzhong Qianxiao, Mizukuri was sure that it was indeed the key to her house, but why did her father give it to him?

"Wait a minute, you haven't been to the second floor since you came in, right?"

"After I came in, I went straight to the kitchen, and then I made breakfast while waiting for you to wake up. I didn't go anywhere else."

Hearing this, Mizukami breathed a sigh of relief but also felt inexplicably regretful. It turned out that those girls' comics were all lies. How could someone walk directly into someone else's bedroom after getting the key to a girl's house?

"Do you want me to go to the second floor, Lan?"

"No way!!!"

Her fair face suddenly turned rosy. After her little thoughts were exposed, she sat down again and ate breakfast in silence, using this method to divert Jiuchong Qianxiao's attention.

Seeing this, Jiuchong Qianxiao just smiled and didn't say anything else.

After breakfast, because the practice time was in the afternoon, Tsugumi Hanezawa was helping out at her family's coffee shop, Mocha Aoba had a part-time job today and would probably not finish until the time of the afternoon practice, Himari Uehara went clothes shopping with her family, and Tomoe Ueda was practicing drums with Ako Ueda.

so......

Mizukami, who was practicing with a guitar in her hand, glanced at Jiuzhong Qianxiao who was sitting on the sofa opposite her and looking at her expectantly, and couldn't help frowning.

It's very strange. She could play the guitar and sing easily when practicing with everyone, so why does she feel ashamed now when facing Jiuzhong Qianxiao alone?

"When will father come back?"

"Uncle said that he is going to attend a flower arrangement exchange meeting today and will probably be back in the evening."

"Then Qianxiao, do you have nothing else to do today?"

"Hmm, ah, is it because I'm here that you can't concentrate on practicing, Lan? Then I'll go back."

Kunou Chisho first shook his head, indicating that he really had nothing to do. Apart from going to instruct Lisabeth Imai in the afternoon, he really had nothing to do.

After Bai Lu Qiansheng left the notebook behind, he also revised his practice guidelines according to the instructions in the notebook and is currently making rapid progress.

Xianjuanxin sent him a message yesterday, saying that their band has found a bass, a guitar and a drummer, and of course the band's mascot Michelle and its agent.

As for Toyama Kasumi, she has been going to Ichigaya Arisaki every day recently, wanting her to form a band with her.

So from this point of view, he really has nothing to do recently.

But since Mi Zhulan said so, and seeing that she seemed a little uncomfortable and had difficulty practicing, Jiu Zhong Qian Xiao prepared to get up and leave.

After all, since Mizukami has formed a band, she will naturally want to perform in the future. And since his presence here will make it difficult for Mizukami to relax and practice, he will naturally choose to leave.

"Wait, I didn't say I let you go!!!"

Seeing that Jiuzhong Qianxiao was really about to get up and leave, Meizhulan suddenly felt a little upset and hurriedly called out to Jiuzhong Qianxiao, but when he turned around, she blushed and looked away, not looking at him.

So when Jiuzhong Qianxiao saw her like this and was about to leave, he felt an inexplicable gaze staring at him at this time, but when he turned around, he could only see Meizhulan who looked away with a flushed face.

This made him a little confused at once. He didn't know whether he should leave or stay, and felt helpless.

"..."

"Sit over here."

"Eh?"

"I asked you to sit here."

Seeing that he was a little hesitant, Mi Zhulan gritted her teeth, patted the sofa next to her, and motioned for him to sit over.

"But if I'm here, can you really practice well, Lan?"

Jiuzhong Qianxiao looked at Meizhulan with some hesitation.

What followed was Mizukani's shameful and angry look.

This guy, she has already made it so clear, why is he still thinking about other things?

So she patted the sofa next to her again, but with much greater force than before.

Then Jiuchong Qianxiao didn't hesitate and sat directly on the sofa next to her.

"As always, just stay with me."