Reincarnation Band Magician

Many times, the human heart is like this. It can remain intact when alone, but as long as there is a little care, a little external force, or even support - the shell will fall apart.

This is the situation that kindergarten and primary school teachers often encounter: the more they comfort their children, the harder they cry.

"We used to have such a good relationship, happily together every day. Now it's so weird, isn't it? Except for Xiaoxiang, no one responds, as if they've never been happy... Lixi, Deng, and Xiaomu, aren't we a community of destiny?"

Her voice began to tear up.

Qing understood the current situation and empathized with it in a short period of time, and felt that Miss Su Shi was really powerful.

Imagine the people around him. If his only friend was treated like this, and the band they had finally formed suddenly broke up, and they might even have been criticized a few times before the breakup... I'm afraid he would have turned into a sunny doll that night, and his ghost would have possessed the instruments of the band members.

Even now, he would feel short of breath when imagining such a thing.

Xiaoxiang, you are committing a heinous crime!

You must be spanked when you return!

"Wa Garimas! The band must not end like this! Sushi, your behavior is normal."

"Right? I tried so hard... and the result is..."

The girl finally couldn't help it, she held Qing's shoulders and began to sob softly, and finally covered her face with her hands and squatted on the ground.

This……

To Qing, the tears of acquaintances are more terrifying than axes, swords, and knives.

Unfortunately, apart from simulating how to control Xiaoxiang in his mind, he can't really help.

I could only squat down and gently hug the child's shoulders so that she had a place to lean on.

"The band called CRYCHIC is not over yet."

At least, it won't end this way.

Given Xiaoxiang's personality, it's hard to imagine that she would go back to the way things were before. In the past, turning back meant abandoning all her dignity and life - but things are different now.

Qing decided to go back and complain to Aunt Ruisui.

I'm going to report you.

Qinggao wanted to torture his uncle, and Xiaoxiang should also be tortured. Only in this way could it be considered a complete solution.

A short break on the journey: 253. Morning topics

The morning with only the sound of the gentle wind becomes colorful because of the girl's delicious cry.

Su Shi quickly controlled her emotions, but was then overwhelmed by the shame that surged. She said "I'm sorry" in a crying voice, felt sorry for wetting Qing's shirt, and went back to the room with her face covered.

It looks like he won't come out in the morning.

Well, let the girl ease her shame for a while.

Once we are ready here, we will start.

"Hmm! Xiaoqing's cooking skills are even better than Su Shi's... Ah, luckily she's not here. Please keep this a secret for me, thank you!"

Yukari said this, winked at Mizuho, ​​and then became a little confused, "Why is that kid so late today? That date isn't in the near future..."

"Cough um."

The elegant and reserved lady coughed, ending the somewhat impolite topic and reminding her to pay attention to the occasion.

Qing brought up the last dish. "Are these to your liking? If not, the others are quick to make. Does Auntie have enough time before she goes to work?"

"That's enough! These are great! They're perfect for my taste, especially this...hiss! Hot, hot, hot!"

Ms. Nagasaki gave a thumbs-up, took a bite of the greasy fried meat patty, and then put it down with a huff.

This is her favorite dish, but it is too oily for both breakfast and dinner, and the taste is a bit strange when heated up in a lunch box, so she usually can only order it at a restaurant outside - and then she doesn't have the feeling of being with family.

Qing relied on his six years of cooking experience and, referring to the warrior's hamburger meat, made some slight improvements, making it more juicy and less greasy.

The size has also been adjusted. Normal women can try other dishes after finishing their meal. He knows that his mother's mouth is always busy and she wants to try everything. If she eats too much, it will affect her work.

It seems that my aunt is the same.

"It seems you have the same taste as mom, that's great."

"Ah! What kind of life does she lead? Hey, Qing, can you trade a few days with Su Shi? Just a few days, you know? After the holidays, Su Shi will cook a lot of vegetarian dishes in the morning, and sometimes even make me drink vegetable juice, Kurushi."

"Uh……"

Qing silently pushed the vegetable juice in front of him over.

"I adjusted the ratio and added some sugar to relieve the greasiness and clear the mouth."

"Well……"

Ms. Yukari took it with a bitter face, pinched her nose and took a sip.

"Eh? It's really not that weird."

At least it's much better than simply blending vegetables into juice.

After finishing a hearty meal, Aunt Nagasaki couldn't help but hug the child who didn't belong to her and pinched Qing's face. "Are you really not going to stay here for a few more days?"

"Well, because there are things I want to do."

"Oh, so please come back often. You're always welcome here. If you have any difficulties, just let me know. My phone number is the same as your mother's, so be careful not to dial the wrong number—especially when you're being coquettish..."

"Then, as for Su Shi...you young people should communicate more. She also plays bass, so you can exchange ideas. That's it, I'm leaving."

As they were about to start work, Ms. Nagasaki's tone became more efficient. She raised her wrist and frowned. Qing picked up the watch she had taken off during dinner and put it on her, adjusting the strap.

"It's 7:20, please don't rush and be careful on the road."

Then he smoothed his slightly messy hair easily, and finally raised a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth.

After a series of services, he walked out the door in confusion, carrying a lunch box in his hand.

After entering the elevator, Ms. Nagasaki suddenly shuddered.

"Ah...this child is so scary."

It looks gentle and weak, and seemed easy to "tamper with" when I touched its horns and ears yesterday, but as we got along, our positions changed unconsciously and I was dominated by him.

You won't even feel repulsed or wary during the process.

Terrible.

"Su Shi is not bad either..."

Thinking of her daughter, Ms. Nagasaki resisted the temptation of "other people's children."

……

"Didn't Yukari say she was going to Ochanomizu to pick out musical instruments today? Why isn't she up yet? We talked until very late yesterday."

"Um...about three o'clock."

"It's too late, is she a child?"

"You really are like a child, eh."

"It seems Qing has worked hard."

Mizuho smiled, observing Qing in a not-so-obvious way.

"Won't the wound hurt? I know the technology here can't understand it, but it really surprises me."

Here, an injury like this would require one to lie in bed motionless and not be able to eat.

And Qing's performance was as if the wound was painted on.

"Maybe it's because I'm a warrior, so I have a better physique. If I were a magician, I'd still need to rest well."

Mizuho couldn't keep up with the topic.

Qing said as he placed the appropriate amount of food on the tray. "Please pass it to Su Shi for me. I talked to her about the band this morning and she became a little shy."

I was about to tell tattle right away, but after thinking about it, I decided to wait until we leave today. We have an appointment to buy musical instruments, and Aunt Mizuho seems to be looking forward to it, so I won’t ruin her mood now.

To do this he resorted to some tricks of lying.

Ruihui felt a little strange and took notice of it, but didn't think too much about it for the time being. She believed that the child had her limits.

"Well, leave it to me."

Carrying the tray, he walked to Su Shi's room.

Mrs. Toyokawa also has a good impression of Su Shi, although she is a little too obsessed with the band, but considering family factors... Alas.

Xiaoxiang didn't do well, but it was probably to protect Qinggao, so she couldn't point fingers at him. She was reluctant to criticize either of them, so she felt a little indebted and sympathetic towards Sushi.

"Sushi, I brought you breakfast."

Unexpectedly, the door opened.

Miss Su Shi, who had changed back into her regular clothes, took the food with both hands and said, "Thank you, it's okay now. I'll just go to the living room."

As a responsible child, Su Shi went back to her room and rolled around in tears and laughter for two minutes, then she remembered her mother and had to prepare breakfast.

I sneaked closer and found that my cousin had already started and seemed very skilled.

Her shame and humiliation deepened, but her trust in Qing also grew, so she retreated to her room with confidence and continued to vent her emotions.

She must have calmed down now. Just now, she even used makeup to cover up her slightly red eyes. There's nothing wrong with it.

【Why are you crying? 】

Ruihui didn't point it out and went to the living room with Su Shi.

Qing was enjoying the rain in front of the window.

He didn't take a close look at this place when he came last time, and now he felt that it was so empty that it was a little scary. The only thing worth noting was the scenery outside the window.

But after watching it for a long time, I am afraid it will seem even less popular.

People living in this place will definitely crave warmth even more.

When he turned around and saw Su Shi, he gave a shy smile and pointed at his eyes, probably telling him not to say anything.

Qing nodded slightly in response.

In addition, he felt that Su Shi's makeup was rather ordinary and did not have much concealing effect.

"Do you need it heated up again?"

Qing asked in a normal tone. He deliberately gave the child some time to calm down, and now his words were a little colder.

"No, thank you cousin—thank you Qing."

She still remembered the previous agreement.

“It tastes great, much better than mine. How did you do that?”

It was very surprising, as he didn't look like a boy of her age.

If I were to describe it...it's like the level of a housewife or husband who cooks and takes care of his family in a normal family.

There are no special tricks, just ordinary and homely perfunctory performances that save as much as possible. However, with the accumulation of memory and experience, it is still better than a beginner who works hard for half an hour.

Su Shi spends half of her boring time practicing musical instruments, the rest studying aromatherapy and vanilla, and finally cooking.

Compared to most high school students who have empty heads, she thinks her skills are outstanding.

“It’s just a simple accumulation of time.”

There's really no better way than this.

Su Shi nodded, "I really need to work harder."

"Come on, if you have any questions, I'm always here to communicate."

Mizuho sat down at the table. "Qing, can you teach me when you have time? Just some simple things would be fine. Sometimes I want to move around a bit. I used to leave everything to the hired hands at home, and sometimes I felt like I didn't have a sense of 'home'."

"Well, then I recommend..."

We chatted until almost noon, and then Ms. Nagasaki, with her messy hair, pushed the door open and came out.

"Qing~ help mom comb her hair."

A short break on the journey: 254, Ruoye Muqiren