Reincarnation Band Magician

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"Wait five more minutes. If you don't reply within five minutes..."

Thinking this way, he no longer cared about the looks of passers-by.

three minutes.

Four minutes.

When Qing picked up the instrument bag and stood up, he vaguely heard some noise.

——It’s a cement pipe.

My limited knowledge has not yet included the indescribable modern existence of the "cement pipe monster", so my first thought was that a child had run in to play.

This is actually a bit dangerous. Children's bodies are soft, so they like to play around in it. Getting stuck is not news at all, it happens every year.

When Qing was a child, the park managers once scared them by saying, "There are children stuck in there and died."

"Please enjoy this elegy, written and composed by me, in memory of my lost youth and my former 'comrades'. Alas—"

The noises that came out one after another made Qing rule out other possibilities. It was obvious that there was someone inside, playing the guitar. Wasn't it powered on?

There are no wild guitarists spawning from cement pipes, so...

[Hey, Goto, this is not the way——]

Qing moved over lightly.

A pink thing was lying inside, holding a guitar and playing it in such a difficult posture. His level was superb.

But this behavior is really inexplicable.

"Goodbye?, the old you..."

It was probably a dark and light-avoiding creature called Goto Ichiri. After playing for a while, he stuck his head out, wanting to observe his friend who used to have social anxiety, and now seemed to be a member of a real band.

She suddenly remembered the article written by a foreign literary giant in the Chinese class where she was daydreaming.

When childhood friends who haven't seen each other for many years meet again, the gap between them has already spanned two worlds.

She can no longer meet the best friend in her memory. I'm afraid that if she greets him now, she will say "Nagasaki-sama".

It is indeed a classic article, and it actually resonated with her heart at this moment.

"Wuwuwu... Qing, why are you..."

Goto looked over and saw that the swing was swaying gently and was empty.

"I left! Oh no! I forgot to send a message explaining! Even if I become a real friend... at least let me say a few words... If this goes on, I'll be sentenced to death for neglecting an old friend!"

"There's no such punishment in modern times."

A strange yet familiar voice came from the side.

Qing's voice change period started a little earlier, and it was almost stable during the two years of junior high school, but there were some changes in the last year.

This strangeness makes the intimacy even more precious.

Goto looked up and saw a shadow in front of her. The face that used to be as cold or numb as hers was now smiling, which made people feel warm.

The blue eyes used to be as cold as the paint on the painting, but now they remind people of the surging sea and the sky after a typhoon.

"clear……"

"Goto, no, Ichiri."

Qing stretched out his hand to her, and Goto Ichiri also reached out and grabbed it tremblingly.

His body seemed to be emitting a glow, giving people the illusion that he was about to disappear.

"Hey, Ichiri!"

She fell into a trance, as if she had handed the light to Tiga's child, running happily in the glorious heaven, her body and mind enveloped by the light.

It was not clear what had happened, but Qing's instinct told her not to continue basking in the sun at this time.

After pushing this guy in, Qing walked to the other side and got in.

The girls in the distance watched this strange scene.

"This is?"

“That’s how band members are.”

They left reluctantly.

There was some dust in the pipe, but it was tolerable. With Qing's figure, he could curl up and lean against the wall after coming in.

But then the bass won't be able to be used.

So he simply lay down, put his coat underneath to prevent it from getting his hair dirty, and leaned his head against the bed that was tucked back in.

Maybe because the place is narrow, the sound effect is surprisingly good - probably the level from pulling a steel wire to pulling a rubber band, except for some empty wind sounds.

Goto Ichiri recovered quickly.

"It's a dream..."

"Not really."

"Qing, Qing!"

"Long time no see, Ichiri—is this a normal development? You're still the same as before, maybe even a little worse."

"Guomea! I'm truly sorry for offending the master. I'll immediately perform a self-inflicted groaning with my guitar. Now, please allow me to perform my final performance before I die..."

"So there's no such thing as 'being introverted means being sentenced to death'. Calm down first."

"It's called 'I'm Sorry for Being Born a Human'... Yes, yes, I'm sorry! I, I, I, I'm a little..."

"Then don't talk for now."

Qing plucked the bass strings.

"Do you still remember the song we practiced together before? Let's start first."

Muscle memory is very strong. Just like a song you haven’t heard for years or a poem you haven’t memorized for a long time, you can subconsciously follow it after the first sentence.

Qing played a melody on the bass. The tune was almost inaudible when it was not plugged in. Goto Ichiri's mind was still blank, but his hands had already started plucking the strings.

She has been practicing this piece, not only because it is very suitable for practice.

Because someone had practiced with her before, even though they were on video at the time and could hardly hear any sound, they were still able to practice for a long time until one of their phones ran out of battery first, then they hung up and continued their personal time.

We have always said that we would play together, but due to various reasons, it never happened.

After more than a year, the first time we played together here, it was surprisingly smooth. In the narrow space, the sounds of the bass and guitar were so clear - of course it was impossible, an unplugged electric guitar or electric bass is not as good as a rubber band.

It's just that the melody is too profound, and just the slightest vibration can echo clearly in their minds, lingering around them under the processing of imagination.

[This is the feeling... This is what I'm pursuing! ]

Goto Ichiri was about to cry.

This feeling of being included and resonating, the sense of security that comes without words, and the joy of being with friends, this is the starting point for her learning a musical instrument - she wants friends.

Later, it wanted to become more popular, but because this goal was not achieved, it grew in a retaliatory manner.

The first song, which I played on repeat for who knows how long, ended when my fingers ached.

"Qing...I, I...long time no see."

She was finally able to utter a normal sentence. Her bangs were wet with sweat, but she was in an extremely happy mood.

"Well, long time no see, Ichiri."

……

A short break on the journey: 265, I will send you away

He brushed the dust off his coat and picked the twigs and leaves out of his hair.

The two sat on the swing and didn't speak for a long time.

After all, we had been separated for a year and had hardly talked to each other, not even having any topics to discuss.

While Qing was thinking, Goto Ichiri started to get nervous again.

"If I don't say something now... that's bound to happen, right? 'I came to you out of kindness, and you're acting so arrogantly. We're no longer friends!'"

【Hurry up and say something to myself! 】

"That...that..."

"Don't be nervous, Yili."

Qing could understand her nervousness and turned to look at her. "I don't think we have to do anything to be friends. We can sit together without saying anything and not feel awkward. I really yearn for that kind of relationship."

"Ah, yes!"

"So there's no need to be like this. Weren't we still able to talk to each other before?"

"But now Qing has become so dazzling..."

Not to mention communicating, just being close to each other gives me the feeling of being given alms - no, it's not given by the other party, but I prayed for the gift.

"Thank you so much for being willing to be with someone like me!"

Miss Goto felt that she was as dark as a moth in the corner, and it was a luxury to smell the same air.

Doesn't it smell a lot better here? There's a citrus scent. She subconsciously takes a deep breath, wrinkles her nose and sniffs.

[Hehehe...it smells so good, totally different from me, is this what a real person looks like? ]

She felt that the fragrance cleansed her body and mind, making her sunny from the inside out.

[I have a friend who is like this, so I can be considered a real person, right? Hehehe...]

"..."

Qingzhen felt that her symptoms were terribly serious.

Since we met, her emotions have been in two states: high and low. If Qing was not familiar with this child, he would recommend that people with such symptoms see a psychologist.

Let’s continue talking about the past, this will make Yili more relaxed.

We chatted like this for a long time.

"Later...in my last year, no one talked to me. I spent my middle school years like that, just like that, until I saw the news about Qing a while ago..."

Her expression fell.

"I was depressed at home for a few days before I realized I had arrived in another world. Then... a private Marseille! I secretly made Qing's photo into a posthumous portrait and destroyed it immediately after I returned! And the updates on the video website, I'm sorry... for being mistaken for a boyfriend by someone like me..."

"It doesn't matter, because I'm the only friend in the village. Or rather, you think I'm that..."

Even though she was clear, when she saw the descriptions of her boyfriend in the articles, she couldn't help but wiggle her toes and scratch the ground lightly.

"Let's not talk about those things, Yili, and don't lie anymore."

"Um...Okay..."

But what I said before can’t be done anymore, right?

Goto Ichiri felt like she had finished talking for a year, and she seemed to be floating in the air.

[Is this kind of happiness really allowed? ]

"Okay, now that I've finished talking about the past, let me tell you about my side. I've also been through a lot."

Just like communicating with your mother, the way to narrow the distance and eliminate barriers is to open your heart and communicate with her.

If I keep everything in my heart...I'll probably become like Su Shi, right?

I couldn't help but think of my sister at this time, because that child was really worrying.

The root lies in the band and in Xiaoxiang.

When she comes back, I must talk to her in detail.

Back to the present.