Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

The result is this form.

"It's not me who wants to play the Kasuga Shadow, it's 'you' who wants to play the Kasuga Shadow."

Jiujo Renji was amused and did not hold back on his own mockery:

"All I can play is the piece you remember most fondly, Miss, you're really a bit ridiculous..."

In a sense, this can be considered a song engraved into the flesh and blood?

Now it was Shoko Toyokawa's turn to be speechless.

"..."

I have to say, it's really satisfying to torture someone with a personality like Miss Shoko Toyokawa.

She can actually distinguish right from wrong, and has a low offense and low defense. In addition, Miss Xiangzi has a relatively high self-esteem... As long as she is caught and tortured for something she knows she has done wrong, she will be like a punching bag, being scolded and unable to fight back.

[Original Sin Points Harvested: 2]

[Original Sin Target: Toyokawa Shoko (Pride)]

There are also points to collect, which makes it even more exciting.

When the last trace of the tremor dissipated in the air, Kujo Renji stretched his waist.

There are a few songs that need rehearsing... To be honest, I'm still not very proficient in them, but if I can get by, I should be able to finish them in one afternoon.

The sound of the door hinge turning broke the silence of the classroom.

Chihaya Aine's pink hair peeked out from the gradually widening gap in the door.

The bow tie on the collar of her uniform was tied neatly in front of her chest. The girl held a can of melon soda with water droplets on it in her right hand. The condensation on the surface of the aluminum can flowed down the can body.

The sound of the piano just now had not completely dissipated. Jiujo Liansi was sitting on the piano stool, looking at the person coming at the door with his head slightly tilted.

After seeing the people in the classroom, the edge of Aine's knee-high socks rubbed against the door frame as she took a half step back.

——Eh?

The fluorescent lights in the corridor burned thin spots of light into her irises.

She opened her mouth in astonishment, revealing her iconic fangs.

The cherry blossoms that floated into the room passed through the frozen air between the two of them. One petal gently landed beside Kujo Renji's little finger, which had not yet left the keyboard, while the other petal stuck to the shoulder of Aine's uniform jacket.

The former broke the silence first.

Jiu Tiao Lian Si's long eyelashes cast tiny shadows on her eyelids, and when she raised her eyes, amber ripples appeared in her pupils:

“Aine-san?”

Aine suddenly straightened her back, her fingertips unconsciously twirling the hem of her dress: “Ah, sorry…”

A short breath escaped from her throat, and her face flushed slightly. "I just heard a familiar melody in the corridor, and I walked in unconsciously. I didn't expect to disturb you."

Jiu Tiao Lian Si, the corners of her lips raised in a gentle arc, and the ends of her eyes curved into a crescent shape:

"It's okay, I was just practicing. I'm actually happy that you heard me."

"Ah, ahahaha, really?"

Aine smiled awkwardly, trying hard not to look at the "label" on the blue-haired girl's head. She told herself, "This is a bug in my ability. Don't look at it, don't look at it!" while pretending to speak naturally.

"Um... Xiangzi plays the piano really well."

To be honest, although I didn't make any mistakes in the whole piece I played, it can't be said to be very good.

At least not as good as Toyokawa Shoko herself.

"Thank you." Kujo Renji smiled: "But I think there are still many areas that need improvement..."

She suddenly turned her face to the side, the tip of her nose gilded at the intersection of light and shadow, "By the way, how's Aine-san's guitar practice been lately?"

Her eyes wandered, and her eyelashes cast uneasy shadows under her eyes.

"Ah... It's okay. Although it feels difficult sometimes..."

Kujo Renji smiled and said meaningfully, "Music is like the relationship between people. Sometimes it goes out of tune, but as long as you adjust it with your heart, you can always find a harmonious tone."

The girl’s voice was as sweet as honey, and Aine couldn’t help but secretly glance at her.

There is still that long list of labels on his head that makes people afraid to look directly at them.

But a new label appeared below.

Cleaning up the city's sinful side

"?"

What the hell is this about cleaning up the evil side of the city! Batman?!

Chihaya Aine didn't expect that her secret glance would cause such a big shock to herself.

"what happened?"

As if noticing something strange about Chihaya Aine, Kujo Renji asked.

"No, nothing." Chihaya Aine tried hard to calm herself down and act as natural as possible.

"That's good. By the way..."

She suddenly held her chin with her hand and looked at the pink-haired and tiger-toothed girl with a smile:

"How's the band doing? Is everyone okay?"

It seemed that Kujo Renji was always very friendly, and Aine gradually began to relax.

"Everyone's working hard. But..."

Aine hesitated for a moment:

“Sometimes I feel like I can’t keep up with everyone else.”

"It doesn't matter, everyone has their own pace..."

Kujo Renji tilted his head and said encouragingly with a smile, "I believe Aine-san can do it."

The girl's voice has a power that can make people feel relaxed.

Chihaya Aine wasn't as nervous as she was at first.

——Xiaoxiang...she is so gentle.

Was it like this before?

Chihaya Aine recalled some words that Takamatsu Deng had said about Toyokawa Shoko.

It seemed that in her impression, Xiangzi had always been very gentle, like the white moonlight.

She suddenly understood why those people in Crychic were still obsessed with Miss Xiangzi.

"Uh-huh!"

Chihaya Aine nodded vigorously.

My peripheral vision caught sight of the gradually fading labels, and suddenly I didn't feel so scared anymore.

How could such a gentle Xiaoxiang be the "underground emperor of Guandong"?

Moreover, isn’t the status of “Kanto Underground Emperor” and “cleaning up the evil side of the city” contradictory in itself?

Hum, there really is a bug.

Scared me.

.........

Chapter 20: Appearance is not compatible and spirit is not compatible

——Ding ding!

The cell phone suddenly rang. The pink-haired girl took out her phone and took a look. The familiar avatar and tone of voice made her suddenly realize...she almost forgot something very important!

"Oh! Oh no! Oh no—"

Aine suddenly gasped, and replied while tapping the phone screen with her fingertips, her sneakers making short scraping sounds on the floor:

"I'm going to be late for band rehearsal! Li Xi is already rushing me..."

Jiujo Liansi gently lifted the fingers on the piano keys and smoothed the blue hair hanging by his ears.

She looked at the girl who started spinning around in panic and said with a smile:

"Is it too late to run over now?"

The girl's neatly manicured nails tapped lightly on the edge of the piano cover. As she closed the cover, she said:

"Be careful on the road."

"Uh-huh!"

Aiyin nodded and hurriedly stuffed her phone into her canvas bag. The phone and some cosmetics inside the bag made a crisp jingling sound when they collided.

When he rushed to the door, he braked suddenly and the strap of the canvas bag slipped halfway down his shoulder.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she grabbed the door frame and turned her head, her eyelashes casting tiny shadows under her eyes:

"Um...thank you Xiaoxiang for talking to me today. I will try my best!"

She is really grateful to Xiaoxiang...

Although the girl usually acts a little heartless, she has always felt a little uncomfortable because she can't keep up with everyone in the band.

It's a very happy thing to be recognized for your efforts...but the other people in the band may not be the type to encourage others in person.

Kujo Renji stood up from the piano chair, sunlight streaming through the window onto her hair:

"Come on, remember what I said, come to me anytime if you have any questions."

"Ok!"

Aine nodded vigorously, a bright smile appearing on her face:

"Well...I'll be leaving first. Xiaoxiang, you have to do your best too!"

Kujo Renji chuckled, and the black ribbon slipped off his shoulders as he tilted his head. He waved his hand and said:

"Say hello to everyone in the band for me."

"Yeah! See you tomorrow, Xiaoxiang~"

Chihaya Aine waved and turned, her canvas bag slamming against the door frame as she turned, sending the metal kettle tumbling down the hallway. The girl frantically chased after the rolling metal can.

Looking at the girl's back as she walked away in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

The tenderness in Jiujo Renji's eyes gradually faded, and he became thoughtful.

This classmate Aine didn't have much interaction with Toyokawa Shoko, and they could only exchange a few words on weekdays.

But the other party's reaction was a bit...abnormal.

Fortunately, my performance just now made the other party relax his vigilance, and that abnormal behavior gradually faded away.

——Maybe I should find an opportunity to find out the reason for the other person's abnormal behavior when he first met me?

He shook his head and put on his bag which was placed next to the piano.

Well, maybe it’s time to go meet the band members of Ave mujica that Miss Xiangzi has been thinking about.

...

The practice room was filled with the lingering scent of pine, and livehouse posters were posted on the walls covered with blue-gray sound-absorbing cotton.

The tripod music stand was tilted in the center, and the scattered music scores were cut into gold and red stripes by the setting sun that seeped in through the blinds.

Musical instrument cases printed with colorful stickers were piled up in the corner, and the drum cymbals glowed coldly in the twilight.

The mottled light and shadows coming through the window were cast on the tips of Wakaba Mu's light green hair.

An empty can of coffee rolled around the sofa where Yutenji Wakamu was sitting, and Hachiman Kairei was leaning against the wall covered with sound-absorbing cotton.

"It's already half an hour past the agreed time."

The girl with short purple hair frowned and tapped her phone with her fingertips. The corners of her pink eyes arched upwards as she looked at the time on the phone screen:

"As the initiator, you're the last to arrive. Isn't that too irresponsible?"