Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

This surprised Jiujo Renji.

He originally thought that this agency was just a tool used by the Toyokawa family to monitor their eldest daughter.

I didn't expect that they would rush to send up some resources.

Was it the Toyokawa family's intention? Or was there another reason?

It can't be that the Toyokawa family has started fighting between their left and right brains again.

The others obviously didn't think as much as he did, and cheers suddenly rang out in the rehearsal room:

"Great."

“It’s not just magazines.”

Nakamura pushed his glasses up:

"There's also an influential music program that wants to interview you on live broadcast."

Teacher Da Miao's eyes sparkled, her fingers tapping unconsciously on the drum, her tone filled with unconcealable anticipation:

"A TV interview? Really?"

Hachiman Kailing was also a little surprised, but a subtle light flashed in her green eyes:

"When?"

Nakamura looked at his watch:

"Tomorrow afternoon at 3:00, at TFM Radio in Shinjuku. Remember to wear a mask, they want you to be interviewed as Ave mujica."

When Ruoye Mu heard the news, his shoulders tensed noticeably, and a hint of uneasiness flashed in his golden eyes.

Kujo Renji noticed this detail but didn't say anything.

"What is the general content of the interview?" asked Kujo Renji.

Nakamura flipped through the documents:

"It was mainly about the feelings about the performance in Yokohama and the prospects for the Tokyo show. There were also some questions about Ave Mujica's musical philosophy and future development direction."

Kujo Renji nodded. If this was really arranged by the Toyokawa family, then he had to consider whether it was a "gift" or a "trap."

The media is always good at digging out secrets, and there are quite a few secrets inside Ave Mujica.

"We'll be ready."

He finally said, his eyes sweeping over the other four people:

"Everyone remember, don't answer any questions about personal information. Maintaining mystery is the core of Ave mujica."

Nakamura nodded with satisfaction. "That's it. Then, I won't disturb your rehearsal."

He turned around to leave, then turned back as if remembering something and added:

"By the way, the video of the Yokohama performance has gone viral online, especially Oblivionis's performance, which has caused quite a bit of discussion. The media will probably try to dig up information from you, so be careful."

His words subtly changed the atmosphere in the rehearsal room.

After Nakamura left, everyone started rehearsing again.

The TFM studio is decorated in a simple yet modern style. Signed photos of various musicians hang on the gray-blue walls. In the center is a round glass table surrounded by six comfortable swivel chairs. The lighting is soft, and the atmosphere is relaxed yet professional.

The five members of Ave mujica entered the venue wearing their respective iconic masks, causing a small commotion and sidelong glances from the staff.

They sat quietly in their assigned seats, waiting for the interview to begin.

Wakaba Mu was visibly nervous, her fingers twisting together beneath her light green hair. Kujo Renji gently touched her arm, silently offering comfort.

Wakaba Mu's shoulders relaxed a little, but his golden eyes still flickered uneasily.

The host, Akemi Kono, was a woman in her thirties with short, neat hair and a business suit. She wore a friendly yet professional smile. She sat across the table and nodded slightly to the five masked young men.

"We welcome Ave Mujica to the 'Music Frontier' show,"

Her voice was bright and enthusiastic:

"First of all, congratulations on the success of your performance in Yokohama. The video of that performance caused quite a stir online."

Kono Akemi smiled, her eyes swept across the five members, finally stopping at Kujo Renji:

"Ms. Oblivionis, as the heart and soul of the band, could you share your thoughts on the Yokohama performance?"

Jiujo Renji paused and said:

"Every performance is a journey for Ave mujica. Yokohama is just the beginning. We will do better next time."

His answer was flawless, responding to the question without revealing too much of his personal feelings.

“That’s a very unique answer.”

Kono Akemi nodded and turned to Wakaba Mutsu:

"Ms. Mortis, your guitar style is very unique. Could you tell us about your musical inspirations?"

Wakaba Mutsu was visibly frozen, and just as the tense silence was about to reach the brink of embarrassment, Kujo Renji naturally took over the topic:

"Mortis's music is inspired by deep emotions, which is also the core concept of Ave mujica - releasing the true self through the mask."

Kono Akemi smiled and nodded. "I understand very well. So, regarding the mask, many fans are very curious about your true identity. Can you reveal some clues?"

"Sorry, I can't reveal it for now."

Kono Akemi nodded thoughtfully:

"So, regarding your performance style that incorporates elements of drama, it's indeed rare in the Japanese music scene. Ms. Oblivionis, how did you come up with this idea?"

Jiujo Liansi leaned forward slightly, his voice steady and powerful:

"Actually, this idea was born one morning while tossing and turning—I suddenly realized that music and theater share the same sorrowful origin. Isn't idol performance essentially about portraying other people's lives while wearing a mask called 'perfection'? If so, why not let the mask itself become part of the story?"

“That’s bullshit…!”

Toyokawa Shoko complains in the consciousness space

"That's not what I meant."

Jiujo Renji responded in his heart:

"It's enough to just say polite words."

"A very avant-garde concept." Kono Akemi was obviously very satisfied with this answer, and then asked curiously:

"So, regarding the Tokyo performance, are there any special arrangements you can share with the audience in advance?"

Kujo Renji was about to speak when he was interrupted by Hachiman Kairei's voice.

"Tokyo Station will have more interactive elements."

The black-haired girl's voice was calm and steady, her green eyes sparkling with confidence behind her mask. "We plan to add more improvisation to the performance."

——I took the test and knew that a traitor would jump out at this time.

Jiujo Renji frowned calmly.

In fact, he had a completely different plan for the performance in Tokyo - a more sophisticated stage design, a more rigorous performance process, rather than what Hachiman Kairei called "improvisation" and "interaction."

Akemi Kono seemed very interested in this answer:

"That sounds very innovative. So what are the long-term plans for the future development of Ave Mujica?"

Just as Kujo Renji was about to answer this crucial question, Hachiman Kairei spoke again:

“We hope to break the mold of traditional bands.”

Her voice remained calm, but with a rare firmness. "It's not just limited to music performances, it may also involve more areas, such as musicals, video works, and even cross-border collaborations."

Kujo Renji's amber eyes narrowed slightly.

Hachiman Kairei's answer completely deviated from Ave mujica's original route - maintaining mystery, focusing on the music itself, and rejecting commercialization and cross-border cooperation.

"What is she talking about?"

Toyokawa Shoko almost jumped up in the space of consciousness

"This will destroy Ave Mujica's worldview."

——Xiao Xiang, isn’t the more serious problem now that the traitor killed the leader? Why are you still thinking about your worldview?

This Miss Hailing usually keeps a low profile, but at the critical moment, her ambition is even more outrageous than that of Big Cat...

Big Cat just wants to divide the family, but you want to seize power.

Who gave you the courage?

"It sounds like you have big plans for the future," Kono Akemi said with a smile. "One last question. With such rapid growth in popularity, has Ave Mujica ever considered signing with a major record label?"

This time, Kujo Renji made sure to speak first: "Ave mujica values ​​artistic freedom. We are currently very happy with our cooperation with Winwing. They give us ample creative space."

His voice was calm but carried an unquestionable tone, and his eyes briefly swept over Hachiman Kailing, as if giving a silent warning.

The latter pursed his lips and said nothing more.

It seemed that the other party's caring attitude when she asked Wakaba Mutsu just now caught her attention. In the last interview session, Kono Akemi turned her gaze to Wakaba Mutsu, who had remained silent.

"Mortis, as the most mysterious member of the band, can you share your thoughts on the future of Ave mujica?"

This sudden question made Ruoye Mu freeze. His golden eyes suddenly widened behind the mask, and his heartbeat roared in his ears, almost drowning out all the surrounding sounds.

She could feel the camera lens turning towards her, countless pairs of eyes staring at her in front of the screen, the fear of Shoko Toyokawa's "existence", what she had feared for countless days and nights, and the shattered memories.

And crychic, who had long since vanished, with only wreckage remaining in her memory.

It seemed that this thought completely aroused the memories that Ruoye Mu did not want to recall.

Countless beautiful pictures reappeared, and then it was as if a mirror was shattered.

— Click

The cracks in crychic's memory gradually spread to ave mujica's memory.

Ruoye Mu's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and her breathing became difficult and shallow. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out, and she felt dizzy.

The faces around him began to blur and distort, like melting wax figures, making him uneasy. The studio lights became glaring and sharp, as if countless tiny needles were piercing his eyes. Wakaba Mu's fingers began to tremble unconsciously, his nails almost digging into the flesh of his palms.

She lowered her eyes to the ground, trying to escape those gazes, but the fear still surged in her heart like a tide. Her long light green hair fell in front of her.

At this moment, Wakaba Mu's right hand suddenly felt warm. The girl with blue hair and twintails calmly grasped her hand, restraining her strength.

Ruoye Mu heard his disordered breathing dissolving.

It's like lighting a lamp in the dusk when the wind is gradually dying down.

The surrounding noise seemed to be isolated by this connection, turning into a distant whisper.

Ruo Yemu felt that his heartbeat was recalibrated at this moment, gradually calming down from the rapid chaos to a quiet rhythm.

Ruoye Mu felt that the overwhelming panic was gradually receding like a tide, and was replaced by a strange yet peaceful calm.

She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling slightly, and slowly raised her head.

“Ave Mujica will continue forever…”

Her voice was soft but clear, reaching the ears of everyone present.

..

PS: This chapter is three-in-one, and it can be considered as yesterday’s update.

I was planning to ask for leave, but the gods controlled my mind and forced me to write 6,000 words.

Chapter 62: Wu Miling, You Are So Brave! (Five in One)

At the moment the interview ended, Akemi Kono still had a smile on her face.

But the red light on the camera had gone out, marking the official end of the live broadcast.

Wakaba Mutsu's brief and firm words "Ave mujica will continue forever" were really surprising.

Even the experienced Akemi Kono was moved by the sincerity that came from the heart.

——Alas, Xiao Mu, I didn’t expect that you would become the one who is least troublesome.

Kujo Renji sighed in his heart and couldn't help but feel emotional.