Reincarnation Band Magician

As for Qing... in elementary school, apart from being close to his mother, he was a stubborn child outside and fought against gossip alone. When Yukari found out later, she put down her work and communicated with the child. Qing started learning bass at that time.

"I transferred to another school in my third year of junior high. By then, Qing was already a good kid who could take good care of the family!"

"My Su Shi is the same. Every time I come home, she always has dinner ready for me. Sometimes I even think I'm being too much."

"Me too!"

I resonated with you again at this time.

Generally speaking, Su Shi's mother's work is busier. The more money she makes, the more she feels like she will never make enough. She wants to retire but is worried about various things. Qing's mother also gradually had that feeling - but now she doesn't have that feeling anymore.

They have not yet left the working class, and if they stop working or change jobs, their lives will change significantly.

In order not to worry my children and not be looked down upon by people around me, I have to bear more and more pressure.

Ms. Toyokawa Mizuho shared the same sentiment. "It's been a long time since I've been able to spend a full day with my daughter. Even when I'm listening to her play the piano, my attention often wanders."

"It's not easy for either the children or us."

The staff poured tea and the three mothers clinked their glasses with the tea.

Su Shi's mother thought that she should pay more attention to her daughter. Then, as they continued chatting, she asked with some doubt, "Where's Qinghe Xiangzi? Didn't you bring him here?"

"Well... now it's time to test your ability to accept."

Start talking about things in the other world.

"I feel a little..."

"They might still be in that world now. The goddess said time passes quickly there. Maybe I can see them tomorrow, but when I think about it, several years have passed."

Ms. Mizuho patted her friend's shoulder.

She was also a little worried, both excited and afraid.

The closer you are to home, the more timid you feel. That's the feeling.

【Saki...what have you become now? 】

This topic is over for now.

"Why don't you guys come over to my house tonight? If we're late again, that Sushi kid will definitely pretend nothing happened again. How about we all go over together and have some fun? Ryo's mom might even give her a scare!"

"Forget about that joke. I really want to see your daughter, but it's hard to explain."

"You won't leave Tokyo, so you might see it someday."

"That's right."

So, after a simple operation, Qing's mother's identity became Su Shi's mother's long-lost sister.

It's very sloppy, but it's good enough to fool children.

Afterwards, while waiting, we chatted and watched videos to confirm whether there were any more differences between the two worlds.

Because of their children's hobbies and the trends of the times, several mothers also pay attention to music.

After Qing's mother registered a new account, she followed a guitar player whose name sounded a bit rustic but whose skills were good. The reason she followed him was that she thought people with brown hair, blue eyes, and who could play the bass were handsome.

Tasteful.

……

It's raining outside.

Miss Nagasaki Motoyo watched the steam from the food dissipate, thinking that today was a repeat of the past that she hadn't counted the number of times.

I don’t mean to blame my mother. It seems that my cell phone broke this time. In order to prepare for tomorrow’s work, I must make full preparations.

My mother has worked very hard for my current life. I feel sorry for her and don’t blame her at all.

Moreover, it is almost eight o'clock, and some people may want to go to bed, but for modern young people, this is not the end of the night, nor even the beginning of the end, it may just be the end of the beginning.

But for Ms. Nagasaki Suyo, who doesn't stay up late and has the habit of going to bed early, when she is not checking CRYCHIC's videos and comments and her friends' chat records, and not bombarding the person who won't reply to her messages, it is indeed almost her rest time.

"I can't cause trouble for Mom...I can't make Mom worry."

These are also her habits.

It’s just... I feel so empty. Apart from the time when my mother is around, I can’t feel any warmth.

But the time when my mother was here was too short, not enough to bring warmth, just a little relief... As expected, I still want to go back to that time, to that bright spring day...

"Saki-chan, CRYCHIC, everyone..."

The emptiest person in the world, staring up at the ceiling.

At this time, the phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

connected.

"Hello, it's Mom. My phone is being repaired, so I borrowed someone else's. Hey, Sushi, Mom has two 'friends' coming back together today. What a surprise."

"Eh? Then I'll prepare some more food!"

"No, no, we'll buy some to take back, don't worry about ours."

Although her intuition and her understanding of her mother indicated that her mother's tone was a little strange, the novelty outweighed that and Su Shi began to get busy.

A little, relieved.

In this way, she met "Aunt".

He was so surprised that he couldn't even keep his voice steady.

The other was a lady of elegant temperament, with a gentle and graceful demeanor, and those eyes...

Nagasaki Suyo felt inexplicably nervous and didn't dare to look at him.

"This is your aunt. She left home when she was little. I unexpectedly met her in Tokyo! And this is her friend. Just call her Aunt Mizuho."

Mizuho Toyokawa introduced herself seriously. In her eyes, children of this age are already equal adults.

"I'm Toyokawa Mizuho, ​​hello, Suyo-chan."

"Eh? Toyokawa?"

……

In the morning, Qing's mother opened her eyes and heard the prompt sound.

It’s the child I was paying attention to yesterday.

Her work habits required her to confirm the news as soon as possible.

After clicking, you will see the updated videos. The first one has a small icon, which is a sign of a sudden increase in the number of views, which is the so-called popular one.

"Ok?"

I clicked in and took a look, and there was only brief content and pictures.

"Alas, so young again."

Having experienced life and death, Qing's mother couldn't help but shake her head. After giving a thumbs-up, she couldn't bear to continue reading.

Ms. Nagasaki took a final glance and felt that a corner of the portrait looked familiar.

illusion.

There is only one person her child can talk to at school, so how could he have a girlfriend?

And there will be no funeral at this time, in this world.

PS: Today is the minimum. I went to the hospital for a follow-up check in the afternoon and had no time to write. I also adjusted my work and rest schedule, so it’s 6k. Sorry.

A short break on the journey: 232, Aunt

I turned over and prepared to lie down for a while, waiting for the child to call me, taking the opportunity to act coquettishly and enhance the parent-child relationship.

After turning the page, I remembered that although it was the same place and the same surname, this was not my home.

Her child is not a girl either.

Now I am a "guest".

With such emotion, Ms. Yukari Nagasaki prepared to get up.

Maybe he was just browsing his phone, and his current movements disturbed the people next to him.

Yukari just remembered that there was someone next to her.

"Um……"

Mrs. Toyokawa, who has the temperament of a noble lady, wakes up.

Since we were only staying temporarily, they didn't want to disturb us too much, so we slept in the same room.

"Awake?"

"Well, good morning."

"It's not nice to lie down in someone else's house. I feel like Xiao Sushi is already up. Will Ruisui cook?"

"Hmm? Ordinary fried bread and salad are still okay."

"Better than me. Let's go and see. I still feel uncomfortable in someone else's house."

"I thought you'd be more relaxed."

"It really won't work. The setting of this kind of science fiction movie is too extreme."

The two ladies chatted while changing their clothes.

When I opened the door, I could clearly hear the sound of wind and rain, as well as the subtle noises in the kitchen, in the empty room.

The other Nagasaki woman was sleeping, because that's what she would do.

There are still more than two hours until work time.

"We have to get up in 40 minutes at most. We have to drive in this weather, so we have to leave enough time."

Qing's mother took out her phone and took a look. She was so sure. When it came to work, she became a little curious and turned to ask, "If it's Mizuho, ​​is Toyokawa the Toyokawa? Togawa, group~the one that Mori Minami did commercials for."

She hummed a tune and made wing-flapping motions with her hands.

Mizuho's smile was a little forced, feeling a little... not decent enough.

"Well, I was previously serving as a department head, which was considered a sinecure in the group."

“He’s actually a senior executive.”

Nagasaki Yukari sighed.

Minister is already a very high position. If you go up further, you basically have to be related to the shareholders.

And ministers who hold idle positions are even more...

The materialism of an adult flashed through Yukari's mind, but she would not let it affect her communication with her friends.

Regardless of her other identities, Mizuho is her friend now, and that is enough.

"It's all in the past," Mrs. Toyokawa said calmly as she adjusted her hair in front of the mirror in the bathroom. "Thinking about the current situation, it's a mess."

Don't want to think.

In the past, the group's affairs were left to the designated personnel to handle. In Toyokawa Mizuho's heart, family occupied the most important place. She accompanied her husband, watched him work hard, and saw her father constantly find fault and criticize him in order to train him...

very funny.

But now something seems to be changing.

Mizuho knew it was time for her to do something.

After washing up, I heard some noise coming from the kitchen.

"The little girl is really sensible. My Saki is a child who sleeps in on holidays and never does housework."

"Every family has their own life, and it's not good to force your child—even though what I said wasn't very convincing and even sounded a bit boastful, Qing is a very sensible child at home. One time, I let him rest and wait for his mother's loving breakfast..."

Mizuho probably knew what happened next, but she still asked with interest, "What happened next?"

"Later, I went out for lunch and asked someone to clean up the kitchen. I couldn't remove the pot from the wall without professional equipment."

"This is really..."

The two ladies walked to the kitchen, chatting and laughing.