People are in animation, but they can connect to reality

Faced with the sudden change in the atmosphere in the class, Asagi could only bite the bullet, twitching his facial muscles and responding awkwardly.

Ding ding ding…

Fortunately, the class bell helped Asagi escape from this predicament.

When Asagi looked at the culprit of the incident, Kotobuki Nanaha gave him a smile, a smile that could be misunderstood.

Asagi felt uneasy throughout the rest of the class. When school was finally over, Asagi could finally relax. He checked his phone to check on how the discussion between Rupa and MMK went.

A glaring message appeared before his eyes.

"Ms. MMK seems to be planning to give up music."

Seeing the message from Rupa, Asagi felt like his head was exploding and buzzing. He had never expected something like this to happen. Even if MMK had the idea of giving up music, Asagi thought that would be a long time in the future.

Asagi stood up and didn't want to stay for a moment. He put on his schoolbag and walked outside.

"Please wait a moment, Asagi-san."

Kotobuki Nanaha, who was standing by, stopped him. Under the astonished gaze of her classmates, Kotobuki Nanaha reached out her hand to stop Asagi.

"You said last time you wanted to join the band, right? I found some good teammates, and you're the only one left."

Asagi blinked. Did he say that? He had forgotten, completely forgotten. Did he ever promise Kotobuki Nana such a thing? Thinking about how much he had wanted to form a band before, perhaps he had said it at some point.

But, things are different now.

"I'm so sorry, Kotobuki-san."

Asagi rejected her politely and was about to leave. Suddenly, Qinbuki Nana grabbed him, stared at him, and asked,

"why?"

Qinbuki Nanaha's tone was very firm, and her hands were tightly grasping the corner of Asagi's clothes. If she was not given a reasonable reason, it seemed that she would not be able to leave.

Asagi had no choice but to tell the truth.

"I'm a complete amateur, my skills are very weak, and I know almost nothing about music. So, what I said before was just a spur-of-the-moment thought. I'm sorry for delaying you."

"So this is ah."

The hand that played the zither slowly relaxed.

Asagi breathed a sigh of relief and was finally able to leave.

But he was pulled back. As he watched Kotobuki Nana's hand loosen and then tighten, Asagi was speechless. What else was going on? He was anxious and wanted to leave. Although this little time was insignificant, Asagi was very anxious inside.

“Even if you don’t understand, you can still learn.”

Kotobuki Nana blinked very seriously and said, "Although her eyes were charming and her face was pretty, Asagi's mind was elsewhere at the moment."

"I'm sorry, Kotobuki-san, I have something important to tell you. Could you please let me go? If you have anything else, please tell me another day."

"Really?"

Unexpectedly, Asagi, who was just trying to get rid of Kotobuki Nana's polite words, was taken seriously by her. She took out her phone and put it on Asagi's phone, and then with a beep, the two exchanged contact information.

"Okay, now we can get in touch."

Kotobuki Nanaha seemed very happy, which allowed Asagi to leave.

Sitting on the tram, Asagi was thinking about Kotobuki Nana. He always felt that she was a little strange and obsessed with herself.

"Is MMK still with you?"

Asagi sent a message to Rupa.

"It's gone now, but she left her guitar here."

Rupa replied very quickly, almost instantly.

"I'll be back right away."

Asagi replied to the message.

Sitting on the tram, he couldn't understand why MMK wanted to go home. He had already introduced Rupa and Ebizuka Satoshi to MMK. Both of them had professional-level skills, which fully met the requirements of MMK's teammates.

what happened?

Chapter 21 How Can You Be So Despicable

After arriving at the station, Asagi ran straight to Rupa's rental house. Standing outside the door, Asagi gasped for breath.

He knocked on the door anxiously and Rupa opened it for him.

“Why didn’t you stop MMK?”

Asagi wanted to vent his anger in front of Rupa. But the person standing before him was Rupa, a good man who had done nothing wrong. If Asagi lost his temper, Rupa would definitely not get angry. Instead, she would comfort him and take the blame.

But, Rupa obviously did nothing wrong.

It was he who was careless.

He thought it would be a long time before MMK gave up music and chose to go home. He thought that finding excellent teammates for MMK would revive her music career and make her give up her idea. He was wrong.

Perhaps he should have noticed MMK's unusual behavior last night, drinking crazily until he passed out. He should have noticed even more that MMK was so calm in the face of Rupa's invitation.

He thought that the MMK crisis would break out only after Rencai appeared. Before that, he did not consider his own factors.

Rupa let Asagi in with a smile. At this time, Asagi had a gloomy face and was in a very bad mood.

"This is Miss MMK's guitar. She forgot it here."

Rupa took out MMK's guitar from the corner and placed it in front of Asagi. Asagi looked at the guitar and felt that MMK had not forgotten it accidentally, but had left it there on purpose.

When many street singers are forced to give up their musical career due to practical reasons, most of them choose to entrust the instruments that have accompanied them for a long time to their companions or juniors, allowing them to continue on their way instead of their timid selves.

Even if I gave up and retreated, I still felt unwilling to accept it, unwilling to death.

So, if there is something that can express their emotions, it must be the musical instrument that has accompanied them through the years.

Even if I can't go on, I hope that the instrument in my hand, my most reliable partner, can continue to move forward on my behalf.

"Could you run an errand for me? Return the guitar to Miss MMK for me?"

Rupa is an adult, a mature one, one who has experienced a lot of pain. The children's expressions, micro-expressions, and even the slightest changes cannot be hidden from her eyes.

She handed the guitar to Asagi, then took out her cell phone and gave Asagi MMK's contact information.

"This is MMK's online ID. We exchanged contact details."

Asagi looked up blankly at Rupa, his eyes full of gratitude. After getting MMK's contact information from Rupa, Asagi felt a little relieved. He put his guitar on his back,

When he reached the street, he saw Lupa raising his fist by the window, making a cheering gesture. Asagi returned the same gesture to Lupa and forced a smile.

Opening the phone, Asagi typed in the message,

"Ms. MMK, where are you?"

Soon, I received a reply from MMK, which was a question mark from MMK.

"Who are you? Why do you know me?"

"Ms. MMK, this is Asagi. You left your guitar here at Rupa, so I came to bring it to you."

Asagi never mentioned that he knew MMK was going to give up music and go home. He pretended to be a delivery man, so that MMK would let down her guard and tell him her address.

Asagi knew that when MMK left the guitar at Rupa's house, she had no intention of getting it back. MMK hoped that Rupa would entrust the guitar to a trustworthy person on her behalf.

Moreover, people like MMK who have given up their dreams are very likely to no longer want to interact with people in related industries and want to avoid anything that reminds them of painful memories.

She lay in bed, looking up at the ceiling. The empty ceiling made her feel calm for a while. The signal light on her phone kept flashing. MMK looked at the message on the phone and was silent for a long time.

MMK opened his phone and typed in a message.

"Leave it to Rupa. Take me to apologize to her for my little willfulness. I hope Rupa can find someone suitable for it on my behalf."

Then she threw her phone aside again, her eyes wandering around, looking at everything familiar in the room.

But soon, her phone lit up again, and MMK couldn't help but open it.

"Rupa refused to accept it, so he asked me to bring it to you."

MMK remained silent, unsure how to deal with the person who had been with her for so long. She felt like a loser, abandoned by music, one thing. But was she also unwanted by it?

MMK felt a dull pain in his heart.

She opened her phone again and replied,

"I don't need it anymore."

After saying this, MMK closed his phone completely and threw it away. But soon, the message light on his phone flickered again. MMK lazily stared at it.

There's no need for that anymore, MMK told herself. But she really wanted to see the other person's reply, to see how her end would look in their eyes.

I really want to see it, I can hardly hold back.

After a while, MMK finally got up and picked up her phone to see how the other party responded. Then, MMK's eyes widened, and she couldn't believe the other party's shamelessness.

How could he be so despicable! The words that MMK feared the most were written prominently on the phone.

"If Miss MMK still won't tell me where you live, then I can only ask the people at Diamond Star. They're Miss MMK's companions, so they should know where she lives."

Diamond Star is the person Kawahara Momoka least wants to face.

If they knew, they would definitely find a place to bury themselves.

At this moment, the people she feared the most and the ones she least wanted to see were them. If they knew what was going on with her, they would definitely come and ask her about it. How would she face them?

This is horrible. It can't happen! Absolutely, absolutely not!

Asagi looked at his phone, feeling very nervous.

As he typed this, Asagi had no idea whether anyone at Diamond Star knew where MMK lived. But he wanted to take the gamble, because he had nothing to lose, and the worst-case scenario couldn't be worse than it was.

He bet that MMK wouldn't dare let Diamond Star's companions know about her current situation.

Even if she couldn't hide it, she hoped that it would be a long time later, when she had a new job in her hometown, started a new life, and had already given up music. If she was discovered, she would be able to tell her former companions with a tolerant attitude.

"Oh, I still failed. Sure enough, my idea was wrong. Fortunately, you persisted."

Then, boldly admit the fact that you are a clown.

"How could you be so mean!"

MMK's message was very harsh, and Asagi could already imagine MMK's angry expression at that moment. However, MMK's reply to him meant that he had won the bet.

Sure enough, MMK sent her address soon.

Chapter 22: Mid-gate confrontation

MMK lived not too far from Rupa's house. From the outside, it looked like an old building. Asagi walked to the door and knocked gently.

Soon MMK came out from inside.

Entering the room, the space inside wasn't too small. Along the wall stood a bookshelf, filled with a number of books. Asagi looked around and saw they were all real books, not just decorations.

Asagi stood in front of MMK and asked:

"Why give up?"

"It's none of your business,"

She responded lightly.

Asagi continued to question,

"Are you just going to run back like this?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

MMK turned around and wanted to go back to the room to end this conversation.

However, Asagi held MMK back and wouldn't let her go. Asagi had a cold expression on his face.

"Who said it has nothing to do with me?"

"what?"

MMK opened his mouth with a confused expression.