People are in animation, but they can connect to reality

His life couldn't be this miserable. The more Asagi thought about it, the more horrified he felt. Although he didn't know how Teacher Mitsuki would punish him, people's most frightening moments are often when they have wild thoughts.

When Asagi wasn't paying attention, Nanaha secretly covered her mouth and smiled evilly.

"By the way, Asagi has been slacking off recently, and has been skipping classes regarding club matters." Suddenly, Qiyu mentioned the club matters.

Because he had been busy with 486's affairs last week, he had hardly participated in any club activities. Nanaha seemed a little unhappy about this, but Asagi could do nothing about it.

Things have their priorities, and Asagi joined the club with a very practical purpose. Originally, he planned to learn some music theory and then learn to play an instrument.

Music theory is much simpler, you just need to read more and memorize more. But practicing a musical instrument is much more difficult, and it requires repetitive practice day after day to get to the point.

"Takeda-senpai is getting angry. She said that the club will be handed over to Asagi in the future. How can I not participate in club activities?"

Nanaha imitated Takeda-senpai's angry look, but Asagi had never seen Takeda angry before, and Takeda was shorter, with a cuter, rounder face. Nanaha, on the other hand, was a perfect beauty, with delicate, chiseled cheeks. She was much taller than Takeda, so Nanaha looked a little funny when she imitated Takeda.

This made Asagi suspicious.

"Did the president really say that?"

"What do you think?" Qi Yu pretended to be mysterious.

"Forget it, I won't guess."

"How about taking a guess? There's a reward." Qi Yu tilted her head, and her long, soft hair fell down like a waterfall, carrying a hint of fragrance.

Asagi turned aside, avoiding Nanaha's sight.

"Forget it, I'll go to the club today and ask the president and I'll find out."

During lunch break, which is also lunchtime for high school students, students have a lot of free time. Some even put their desks together in class and eat their packed lunches.

Asagi, like him, must have gone to the cafeteria to buy something to eat. As soon as he stood up, he saw Teacher Mitsuki coming in from outside. Asagi immediately felt something was wrong. Sure enough, Teacher Mitsuki walked straight towards him.

"Asaki-san, please come to the teaching office."

After saying that, Teacher Mitsuki turned and left. Asagi turned to look at Nanaha, who looked as if she was gloating.

After arriving at the teaching room, Teacher Mitsuki was sitting behind a black desk with various materials piled on it. When Asagi walked in front of Teacher Mitsuki, she raised her head.

"I heard you were sick and hospitalized?"

"???"

As soon as Teacher Mitsuki opened her mouth, Asagi was filled with questions and felt lost.

"Are you healed?" Teacher Miyue asked again.

Asagi could only nod woodenly.

"That's good. But, can't you be more careful with the medical records you provided?"

Asagi took the medical record handed to him by the teacher, but what was written on it made Asagi unable to open his eyes. It was too shocking. What kind of disease is this?

If you don't join the club, you will get sick!

The problem is not just the name of the disease, the key point is that the medical records are complete with all the necessary procedures, even with the signature of the school health teacher and the seal of the teaching department.

Which big shot is the author of this?

Chapter 148 I will teach you to play guitar

Asagi walked out of the teaching room and returned to the classroom to sit down. He turned his head to look at Nanaha, who was surrounded by a group of girls, who were talking about something.

Their faces were filled with smiles. Nanaha was not only popular with boys, but also with girls. Asagi felt that Nanaha was an outstanding and dazzling person. No matter where she went, she would become the focus of the crowd.

After school, Asagi arrived at the clubhouse. Entering the clubhouse, he found only Takeda-senpai inside. Asagi glanced around, but Nana wasn't there. Although he felt a little strange, he still found a seat.

"Hehehe..." President Takeda snorted through her nose, staring at Asagi with her eyes wide open. She crossed her arms and looked a little serious.

However, Asagi felt that Takeda-san was not suitable for this kind of posture, because she was short and had a round, baby-like face. There was nothing in her that could be called "dignity."

On the contrary, the angry senior looked very cute and soft, making people want to poke her with their hands. However, Asagi held back.

"President, you're here early today," Asagi greeted Takeda. He opened the cabinet in the activity room, and a guitar lay quietly there. Takeda-senpai said that this guitar was left behind by the seniors who had graduated.

Sometimes, upon graduation, senior members would leave some property to the club, which became the foundation of the club's survival. Because musical instruments are not cheap, their high cost creates a high barrier to entry. Even if someone is interested in music and wants to join the club, they may not have the money to buy an instrument.

For those who can afford an instrument, joining a small group or forming their own band is a better option than joining a club. Learning doesn't matter where you go, and joining a band feels more fashionable and brings you closer to the thrill of music.

This is probably why there aren't many people in the club. Besides that, there are many music clubs in the school, and there are even large clubs like symphony orchestras, which seem more prestigious.

Asagi picked up the guitar and sat across from Takeda, staring at the strings and trying to play a few times. As expected, the guitar made an extremely unpleasant sound, like noise.

"I've always been this early, but you're the one who frequently skips club activities. For example, last week, you didn't come for the entire week. You know, as the club president, I was really pissed."

"Also, if you don't practice hard, you won't be able to play the guitar well. Even though a guitar doesn't have many strings, it takes a long time and effort to play it well."

Takeda acted like he was disappointed in his son. Asagi was helpless. He looked like he had a lot of free time, but he really did. Just because he had free time didn't mean he had to be able to play guitar.

Asagi tried to fiddle with it for a while, but found that it was still unfamiliar.

On the side, Takeda watched for a while, she sighed softly in disappointment, shook her head, and told herself to be tolerant, to be friendly to the newcomers, and to act kind and friendly like a senior.

No, it will make the younger generations feel alienated because they are the only ones in the club.

"Perhaps I'm not suited to playing it myself." Asagi smiled, easing the awkward atmosphere. He looked down at his guitar, which was covered in scratches, likely from accidentally bumping into something while playing.

Moreover, some places were worn so badly that even the outer coating could not be distinguished. However, at least Asagi found a very cartoon-like pattern on the bottom of the guitar.

"Why did you suddenly think of playing the guitar today?" Takeda stood up and snatched the guitar from Asagi's hand, holding it in her arms and stroking it gently. Her expression was as if she was stroking a small pet, with a doting look on her face.

"No matter how much Takeda-senpai likes that guitar, it will never say, 'I like Takeda too.'" Asagi stood up and walked to the shelf, pulling out a book.

Compared to guitar, this kind of sheet music book is more suitable for him. At least, after he mastered it, he would have no problem writing his own music. Of course, he wouldn't be able to write any good music.

"That's because Asagi doesn't understand any musical instruments. People like you can't play the guitar well." Senior Takeda stood in front of Asagi angrily, pointing at him.

It looked like Asagi had angered Takeda-san, but he didn't care. Takeda-san was just like that; she wouldn't hide anything and would say it directly. She could be happy one moment, angry the next, and complain the next.

"But we can't give up just like that. From now on, I will teach you to play the guitar myself." Senior Takeda thought about it and made a decision that would change her future.

Suddenly, Takeda's declaration was announced. Asagi was stunned, her mouth hanging open, a chorus of questions running through her head. Without giving Asagi time to react or refuse, Takeda-senpai, guitar in hand, moved a chair and sat down beside Asagi. Her small figure was charmingly adorable, yet she held the serious demeanor of a teacher, making one want to stroke her hair.

Then, he patted her gently and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Senior."

If this really happened, Takeda would definitely jump up and hit him. Because, that's the personality of the senior, he would never be as understanding and tolerant as Nanaha.

"I haven't agreed yet." Asagi muttered.

"As the next club leader, how can you not know how to play the guitar? It's too embarrassing for the club to say it out loud. I will never allow the club to be destroyed in your hands." Senior Takeda roared angrily.

"Hey... hey..." Asagi was unable to refute and complained softly, "If it weren't for me, the club would have been ruined by the senior. On the contrary, I should be the savior of the senior."

Senior Takeda suddenly looked up and smiled brightly, but Asagi sensed a dangerous aura hidden beneath the smile.

"What are you talking about?" the senior student said word by word.

"Nothing?" Asagi shook his head.

After Asagi's objections were ineffective, Takeda-senpai began to demonstrate in front of him. She taught him step by step, starting from the most basic things. At the same time, she stopped doing her own things and sat in front of Asagi to supervise him.

After practicing for almost two hours straight, Asagi's hands were a little sore, and his fingers were burning with pain, as if they were swollen. Nana still hadn't shown up in the activity room, which made Asagi feel strange.

"Qiyu is absent too, why don't you complain about it, Senior?"

"Qi Yu is running for student union president, so I gave her an indefinite leave of absence," the senior explained.

Chapter 149 Doing bad things

After the club activities, Asagi was exhausted. He had never felt this real before. Learning an instrument was incredibly tiring and painful. His fingers ached, and every movement felt like needles pricking them.

He walked out of the campus and stopped at the fork in the road in front of the station. On one side was the road home, an empty, lifeless rental house, and on the other side was the road to Yoshinoya.

Following the crowd, he boarded the train to Yoshinoya. Today wasn't his day to work, so after getting off the train, Asagi didn't go to Yoshinoya first. Instead, he went to the place where he first met MMK.

He walked down the street where he had first come into this world, observing the people passing by. Nothing had changed. However, Asagi himself had changed a lot, and the uneasiness he had felt back then had completely vanished.

He found the place where he had sat before, where he had sat for hours watching MMK perform as an audience. At this moment, Asagi was also sitting there, staring at the passers-by around him.

A new singer had already taken up residence in the booth where MMK was performing. They were a duo, with a guitarist and vocalist, and a bassist. From the outside, they looked smaller than MMK, roughly the same size as 486 and the others.

The bassist is tall, wears a pair of black glasses and has a long ponytail. He looks cheerful, while the lead singer is dressed more normally.

As it happened, with nothing else to do, Asagi sat in her usual spot and watched the singers perform. Her situation was similar to MMK's, with so many people passing by, but few of them stopped to pay attention to them.

On the one hand, Asagi felt that their songs were not outstanding, at least not as good as MMK. On the other hand, although the girls' looks were okay, they were not as stunning here.

Moreover, in Tokyo, there are many street singers, and passers-by may have long been accustomed to them, even a little numb. The girl performed hard, but no one stopped for a long time.

Gradually, Asagi saw a frustrated look on the girl's face, so they stopped and squatted on the ground to rest. While resting, the girl looked at the bustling Tokyo, but her face looked lonely.

The girl with glasses and ponytail took out a bottle of water from her bag and handed it to her companion.

"Would you like some water?"

"Hmm." The companion took the water and took a few sips. After finishing, she returned the water to the girl with glasses next to her. The girl took off her glasses, and Asagi realized that the glasses were just a decoration, not real glasses.

The girl with ponytail wiped the frame of her glasses. When the glasses were clean, she held them up with both hands and looked at them carefully. After making sure that the dust was cleaned, she put them back on.

When a girl wears glasses, she'll hold them up in front of her eyes and glance around. Asagi used to have this habit, too. He also liked to do this when he wore glasses. This not only allowed him to check the light and clarity of his eyes, but also allowed him to take in the surroundings and secretly look at things he couldn't normally look at openly.

As the girl was observing her surroundings, her eyes met Asagi's. She blinked in confusion, put the frame of her glasses on her nose, and took a closer look. Asagi also noticed the girl's gaze, but he didn't avoid it.

The girl paused for a moment, then waved at Asagi. Asagi smiled back, and he saw her smile back. Perhaps the girl saw him as an audience member or a potential fan.

"Do you like our song? I see you've been looking our way."

Unexpectedly, the girl with ponytail opposite suddenly walked over. At this moment, she was standing in front of Asagi, looking at him.

"Uh..." Asagi hesitated. He didn't like it, but he couldn't say it out loud because it seemed a bit hurtful. Besides, it was hard to accept saying something bad about someone face to face, even for a friend, let alone a stranger.

What girls need most at this moment is encouragement and support. Their situation is already very bad, and their hearts are probably as fragile as their current situation.

"It's okay." After thinking for a while, Asagi managed to say a vague word.

"Are you okay? Would you like to buy a CD?" The girl stretched out her hand and handed over a CD.

Asagi was stunned on the spot, looking at the CD in the girl's hand. Because of what she said just now, Asagi couldn't refuse. He had to ask,

"how much is it?"

"1000 dollars."

"Such a familiar price," Asagi said casually. Was this exactly the same price as MMK's? Or were all CDs priced this way? Oh, and the CD I bought from MMK last time was still lying around in my room.

“??? What do you mean familiar?” The girl frowned and asked curiously.

"Nothing." Asagi readily took out 1000 yuan and gave it to the girl, and took the CD from her hand. Just when he thought the matter was over, the girl did not leave, but stopped where she was and looked at him in surprise.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Asagi touched his face and asked the girl curiously.

"No," the girl shook her head and smiled. "I just felt..." She deliberately prolonged her tone, which aroused Asagi's curiosity. So Asagi asked,

"What do you think?"

"I think you're easy to fool." The girl suddenly burst into laughter. After saying this, she turned around and ran back to the performance venue, not giving Asagi a chance to fight back.

Asagi could only stay where he was, holding the CD he didn't particularly like. After spending the past few days, the money he got from MMK was almost gone, so he had to save some for the next paycheck.

After a short rest, the girls stood up, patted their cheeks, and tried to cheer themselves up. They picked up their instruments and began playing again. Asagi looked at the time and decided it was time to go to Yoshinoya. As he turned around, a terrifying presence appeared in his eyes.

Asagi was so frightened that he jumped up and even dropped the CD on the ground.

"Am I that scary?" She bent down, picked up the CD on the ground, looked at it in her hands, and then handed it back to Asagi. "Asagi's attitude would make me sad too."

"It's not scary at all, not at all. I was just suddenly frightened. I didn't expect you to be here. I was a little surprised. Well, surprised." Asagi explained.

"Surprised? Are you doing something bad?" The other person frowned and looked behind Asagi.

"No, it should be a surprise." Asagi blocked her view.

Chapter 150: Collecting Copyright Fees

"Is it really a surprise?" MMK looked at Asagi with suspicion.

While MMK was asking questions, Asagi noticed that MMK's eyes were a little dim.

"Yeah, it's definitely a surprise. I don't dislike MMK at all." Asagi explained, then asked, "Why is MMK here? Didn't you move somewhere else? Besides, this place has long been occupied by other street musicians. Even if MMK returns, he won't be able to find his place."