People are in animation, but they can connect to reality

486 let out an unwilling cry, fell on the bed, reached out and grabbed the pillow to cover himself.

"Yeah, thank you very much for your concern, classmate 486. However, there's no need to worry at all. It's late, go to bed early."

486 turned on his phone, and a message from Inoue Asagi flashed on it. An Heang hummed softly and closed his eyes.

After a while, Asagi saw that An and Ang hadn't sent any new messages, so he knew he could sleep peacefully. It had been more than half a month since he came into this world, and except for the first day he received a call from [Mother], he hadn't received any since then.

Asagi opened his eyes again, picked up his phone, and opened the contacts list. It was empty, with only one contact lying there quietly.

A lot of information can be gathered from the cell phone information, indicating that the original owner was probably an introvert and unsociable person, and may even be autistic.

Otherwise, there should be at least a few friends and classmates. However, thinking about the fact that there are many people with personality disorders in the anime world, Asagi figured it out.

During this time, strange memories would occasionally surface in my mind. In my memory, Asagi's hometown was far away from here in the countryside, and it was in the mountains.

Not only is transportation inconvenient, but there are also very few people of the same age around.

However, these memories were few and vague, and Asagi did not get any key information from them. In his memory, Asagi never saw anyone's face clearly, and everything seemed so distant in his memory.

"Are you asleep? Are you still awake? Half asleep? Can you hear? Can you see?"

As he stared at his phone, reminiscing about the past, another message popped up. Asagi initially assumed it was a polite reply from An and Ang. But when he looked, he realized the profile picture that lit up this time wasn't 486's, but MMK's.

Momoka sent him a message? Asagi instantly perked up.

"??? What's wrong? MMK's words sound strange. What happened?"

Asagi felt that MMK's message this time seemed strange and not in MMK's usual style. He had a feeling that when something so unusual happened, there must be something brewing.

"I drank some wine." MMK replied.

Asagi frowned. Drinking was nothing special to MMK. On the contrary, there was a reason why MMK didn't drink.

But this time was different because drinking and chatting were combined together.

Asagi didn't reply immediately, but waited for MMK. Sure enough, after a while, MMK's profile picture lit up again, and she had sent a new message.

"I want to ask you something." MMK sent a message again.

Huh? Asagi was a bit overwhelmed. MMK would proactively ask him something? What was it? Asagi couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Hope is a good thing, and if it is something to look forward to, it is even better.

Chapter 34 Escape

"Please go ahead, Ms. MMK. I'm listening."

During a break from work, MMK found himself in a quiet corner, staring at his phone. Regarding Asagi, MMK had a persistent question in his mind. Even after years in the big city, it was understandable that he had some loyal fans.

However, Asagi's presence made MMK feel very strange, and a very disharmony-filled feeling grew in her heart.

A composer who can produce such works will have no problem in becoming a professional composer. The problem is that he can only produce three songs at once. But why did he go to such lengths?

A rabid fan? Or something else?

"Are you really my fan?"

MMK hesitated, staring anxiously at his phone. After typing these words, he felt a surge of anxiety. What if he answered "no"?

MMK shook his head violently, throwing the thought out of his head. Then he slapped his face to sober himself up a little.

I've been thinking about it for so many days, I should at least express my inner thoughts.

He was clearly an adult, and the other person was just a child. Yet, now, at this moment, he was so hesitant, he acted like a child. Meanwhile, Asagi had always acted like an adult, almost making MMK forget the age difference.

"Yes, it's genuine."

Asagi quickly replied MMK.

After seeing Asagi's reply, MMK felt a little relieved. The surroundings were very quiet. At this time, all the workers were resting and few people would come here, but MMK could still hear his own heartbeat.

MMK stared at the phone, quickly typed a few words, and continued asking.

"Do you like Diamond Star?"

What kind of question is this? Is it a free point question, or a fatal question? Can I just say I don't like it? Asagi on the other side was a little confused, completely confused about what MMK was doing.

It was late, and MMK should be going to bed. Maybe she was lying in bed like me, looking forward to the live show this weekend, too excited to sleep, so she wanted to find someone to chat.

Of the few people, Asagi and MMK were the closest. After all, MMK had shown Asagi that side of him. That was why MMK came to him.

"I like them all, whether it's Diamond Star or Miss MMK, I like them all."

Asagi answered.

Just kidding, this isn't a free point question, it's a life-or-death question. Asagi knew MMK was a very reasonable person, and she wouldn't throw out the "sever ties" card just because of this.

But according to Asagi's answer, is it to increase or decrease the favorability? Asagi can still tell the difference.

Whether it is Diamond Star or MMK, of course he likes them both.

"Do you know why I'm not with the Diamond Stars?"

MMK stared at the phone and mustered up the courage to speak out the secret in his heart.

After a moment's silence, Asagi didn't immediately respond. Meanwhile, MMK was equally uneasy, for her heart was set in her heart. She wanted to sing songs she loved, and these songs didn't necessarily have to be composed by her; compositions by her bandmates were also acceptable.

However, MMK is picky about the music.

Throughout her time with Diamond Star, MMK was both the guitarist, vocalist, and songwriter. Therefore, MMK was free to sing her own songs because she loved that style.

However, what MMK likes is not necessarily what the public likes. Even though some professional seniors have said that they like MMK's songs very much, her songs have never been popular, and even her band is almost unable to support itself.

So the agent came to discuss with them.

Either change their style and go the more popular idol route, or terminate the contract. The agent knew the potential of the group and didn't want to terminate the contract with Diamond Star. Therefore, the agent sincerely pleaded with Diamond Star to change their style and try new ones, rather than being stuck on a fragile single-plank bridge, standing on the edge of a cliff.

Faced with her agent's pleas and the looks from her peers, MMK compromised. Because she had tricked them out, she had to take responsibility. She had to take responsibility for their lives, for their futures.

If she can't do it, how can she be unworthy of her former fearless self and how can she be worthy of everyone's trust in her.

So MMK accepted her agent's request and began to try to change her style, no longer singing the songs she wanted to sing, but the songs that everyone liked more.

"Please say."

"Actually, I escaped from Diamond Star."

MMK gritted his teeth and made up his mind to tell the secret in his heart.

Yes, she escaped. Even though she accepted her agent's request, accepted everyone's encouragement and support, and forced herself to convince herself and accept it.

But I still can't do it!

I can't do it, I can't do it, I can't do it, no matter what. Even on stage, I keep telling myself to change, this is the way everyone likes me. In front of the audience, I try my best to sing, dance, and play music, to act cute, like a sweet idol.

But inside, I felt like countless ants were crawling around in agony, and I wanted to die. I wanted to hide, to throw down my guitar, and run off the stage alone, abandoning everything: the audience, the agency, my friends, and the music. Everything, everything.

So, MMK chose to abandon everything, including the best song he had composed, the one that was most popular and accepted by the audience, "Empty Box". MMK also felt that he had lost the qualifications and face to own it again.

After handing over the copyrights of all his songs to his agency and companions, MMK once again walked alone on the streets of the city.

Standing on a street corner, MMK raised his middle finger, looking down at the city, the sky, and the troubles of the past. Sticking out his tongue, MMK believed he could make it big and create even better music.

Sooner or later, one day, MMK will become famous, and then she will return to everyone, stand in front of her companions, look at their faces that are slightly surprised and filled with joy, pretend to be relaxed, and say casually:

"I'm here to pick you up."

However, reality hit MMK hard in the face. Not only did he not become famous, but even surviving became a very difficult matter.

Standing in a corner on the street, I played my new composition alone. The streets were bustling with people coming and going, but the number of people who were attracted by the music and willing to stop and take a look was very small.

Chapter 35 Senior

Therefore, the former professional singer had to transform into a crazy working warrior! Work, work, work, and work again.

This time, she looked up at this familiar yet strange city, and found that her companions were no longer around her. At that time, MMK felt very lonely.

But Asagi felt.

escape?

That's a poor choice of words, Ms. MMK. While true, if someone continues to harbor such thoughts, they'll be carrying a heavy burden. They'll feel like they've let down their former companions.

Out of cowardice and fear, I fled alone. To this day, MMK doesn't dare meet up with his former companions. If he sees them, he's filled with shame and wants to run away.

MMK waited for a long time, but still no response from Asagi. MMK decided to speak out what was on his mind. If he didn't speak out now, the Diamond Star incident might happen again in the future.

"Because my companions and I have taken different paths."

"You know, our songs have never been popular. Although we've received recognition from our seniors, we don't have many fans."

Asagi looked at the message sent by MMK, he knew this.

"No matter how hard I tried to write new music, everyone worked hard to improve their playing and perform on stage. They were also uncritical and worked tirelessly to take on various orders to increase the commercial value of Diamond Star."

"But reality is so cruel. It won't show any mercy to anyone just because of their efforts. This is especially true in the field of music."

The words on the phone kept appearing in MMK's hands, but she suddenly stopped typing. Her fingers trembled slightly, and every word was a reflection of her past life.

He took a deep breath to relieve his depressed mood. MMK's eyes became firm again.

"A few days ago, a senior asked me to help out on a business trip. She's a professional who debuted earlier than me. When we first arrived here, she helped us a lot."

"She has more experience than us and has lived a more complicated life. Her band never became popular and ended in failure. In the end, the band disbanded and everyone went their separate ways. Even so, she persisted."

"It was because of that senior that I was able to make up my mind to go it alone. He was like a beacon, guiding me in the right direction. I also believe that I can persevere like him."

Yes, it would be great if I could just hold on, MMK thought.

"It's just that my senior is going to quit. So, for the last live show, she thought of me."

"I didn't know this at the time. I, too, had my share of setbacks and my musical journey was full of twists and turns. But when I received the message from my senior, I was so happy she remembered me. I also planned to seek out her advice on life experiences. I was lost and a little afraid. So, I wanted to ask her, 'How have you persevered all these years on your own?'"

"It's just that I haven't had the chance to speak yet. My senior was sitting at the table, drinking silently. He looked at me with a look of pity and said, 'I'm sorry, I set a bad example for you. I'm going back home.'"

At this point, MMK's vision began to blur. This wasn't the first time she'd seen someone she knew leave. But this time was completely different. This was the support she felt in her heart, the cornerstone of her perseverance.

But in that scene, the foundation stone collapsed, and with it the collapse of the dream house on top of it.

She worked so hard, fought so hard, and was so optimistic. She never gave up. Even when the band disbanded, MMK went to visit her seniors and she was always optimistic. Her seniors gave MMK a lot of encouragement.

But now, even the senior was defeated by reality. At that moment, the long-standing confusion overwhelmed MMK, and she began to doubt herself. Was she really right?

"And then, you know what happened. At that moment, my mind kept reminiscing about my predecessors and the path they took in music. The future before me was so bleak, and I planned to return home like my predecessors. However, I never expected you to stop me at all costs."

"Thinking about it afterwards, is this something fans could have done?"

Seeing this, MMK burst out laughing. Thinking back to Asagi that day, that look didn't seem like a fan at all. Instead, Asagi seemed more like a long-time friend who had helped each other.

"Are you still listening? Asagi. Are you asleep?"

Suddenly, MMK realized something was wrong. Asagi hadn't replied to her in a long time. She wondered if what she said was boring.

"Yes." Asagi replied.

Asagi didn't want to interrupt because MMK kept talking about what happened a few days ago. And Asagi was also curious about where MMK had gone those days, which made it difficult for him to find her.

The song that was originally prepared was delayed for a long time. When thinking about the song, Asagi remembered the other two songs that he had lost.

Even though he didn't want to think about it, it kept popping up in his mind. And Asagi also had a clue, probably in Toyokawa Shoko's hands. At that time, Toyokawa Shoko leaned against him tightly, and their school bags happened to be placed together.

As the station neared, Asagi paid no attention and simply stuffed the song into his bag relying on the feel of his memory.

Later, after calming down and thinking about it, Asagi thought that it might have been accidentally stuffed into Toyokawa Shoko's schoolbag. After all, he hadn't been paying attention at the time. Since it was stuffed into Toyokawa Shoko's schoolbag, Asagi was not too worried.

On the contrary, he even looked forward to Toyokawa Shoko using those two songs. Because, once Toyokawa Shoko couldn't help but use those two songs, it would be like Asagi had caught Toyokawa Shoko's tail.

I really want to see what expression Toyokawa Shoko would make when her tail was grabbed. Would this noble lady, who always seemed aloof and arrogant, make a pleading expression like a puppy? Just like, just like, Nagasaki Suyo.

I can do anything!

"My story is boring."

MMK couldn't help but laugh at herself because her story wasn't that bizarre, but rather a common experience for most musicians.

This time, Asagi was a little flustered. I didn't expect MMK to think in a wrong way. It wasn't boring at all.

"No, fine."

"Ah! No, I'm not saying the story is good. No, I just want to say it's miserable."

"It doesn't seem right. Anyway, it's not boring. I'm listening."