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Immediately afterwards, Mingze Feng grabbed the microphone and shouted, "Everyone, 3!"

Naruzawa Kaede: "2!"

Crowd: "1!"

"Happy birthday!"

In an instant, the pattering sounds blended into a single sound, echoing throughout the stage.

Ruoye Mutsu felt a lump in her throat and covered her mouth with her free hand.

Surrounded by voices, only the hand holding the guitar, held above her head by Mingze Feng, beside her, could bring her a sense of reality.

Turning her head, she could still see Narusawa Kaede talking to her. The distance was so close that Wakaba Mutsu couldn't hear each other clearly, but looking at Narusawa Kaede's lips, she recognized what he wanted to say.

"Cheer up, don't worry about anything else on stage."

Ignore everything else...

A strange sensation, a tingling, numbing feeling, started from my spine and the back of my head, and then traveled to my limbs. It gradually disappeared from my other parts of my body.

Only the palm of my right hand, perhaps because it was being held, felt exceptionally hot and warm.

“This is… Saki’s medicine…” Wakaba Mutsu raised her head, looking at Narusawa Kaede’s profile, muttering to herself in a daze, words only she could hear.

Chapter 10: Wakaba Mutsumi's Past and Saki's Medicine

On stage stood Ruoye Mutsu herself, and Naruzawa Kaede, who was a head taller than her. Guitars and basses hung in front of them, and the fast-paced yet repetitive rhythm drew them in. The rough tone of the electric guitar swept out powerful chords.

Mingze Feng used a rough, roaring vocal style, combined with the fast rhythm of the electric guitar, to rapidly sing out a melody that was almost devoid of melody.

The audience cheered, their cheers as joyful as the cicadas chirping in the forest on a summer evening.

—It seems like Wakaba Mutsu saw this scene.

No, she did see such a scene: the body named Wakaba Mutsumi stood on the stage and felt joy.

Happy... She even heard that voice, a voice deep inside her telling her that Wakaba Mutsu was very happy right now.

After realizing this, Ruoye Mupian's thoughts became even more chaotic.

Even though I haven't felt the same joy playing guitar since Crychic disbanded, I still find it hard to recapture that feeling. Even though...

"Clearly... I didn't play well enough..."

If Ye Mu controlled herself, just like the thin thread behind the doll's neck drooping down, she also lowered her head.

Many people may have had this feeling: in the midst of a summer's noisy cicada chorus, or the misty silence of a late night, after a busy day, in a moment when the body is in either a bustling or quiet atmosphere, suddenly, consciousness leaves the body, and one can see oneself and what one is doing.

At that moment, Ruoye Mu also saw herself and became aware of herself. Even with the loud music and cheers echoing in her ears, her fingers were still unconsciously strumming the guitar in front of her.

But if Ye Mu could see himself, could talk to himself, control his emotions, and even every micro-expression on his face.

The body has become the limbs of a puppet, and all actions are reactions driven by consciousness. Absurdity and comicality creep out from some unknown corner and occupy one's mind in an instant.

Everything in the world has gone far away.

Only you remain in the same place.

Is this kind of life really happy?

Her gaze rose higher, and gradually she could even see the back of her own head. The stage lights were very bright, and Mingze Feng was much taller than her. The guitar was very loud, with a great tone, and it was very well maintained.

The performance was fantastic.

"What am I doing...?"

Ruoye Mu thought to herself, with a strange feeling.

This body, this stage, this world—everything I can touch, hear, and perceive right now is strange.

Even the things she deliberately forgot and ignored were now rampaging through her body, seemingly trying to make a mess of it.

Recalling these events, Ruoye Mu originally thought she would feel nauseous, but at this moment, she not only didn't feel those feelings, but was actually very calm.

Today, Nagasaki Motoyo came to inquire about Shoko again, and she added a strange young lady to her list. Nagasaki Motoyo's tired eyes were red-rimmed, perhaps from staying up all night. But Mutsu didn't know anything about the young lady she was talking about.

Nagasaki Motoyo still cares so much about Shoko...?

All she cares about is that Crychic that can never be relived.

I'm lost in thought about my past hiding place, wondering when I'll be able to step out of it and look forward again.

But what right do I have to... criticize her?

I'm sorry, I couldn't get through to Mu myself this morning.

When Mutsu woke up, there were new dolls in the room, gifts from Minami, but Minami wouldn't be coming back. Mutsu carefully arranged Minami's things.

Before leaving home this morning, she hesitated and called Xiang.

The call went unanswered.

Maybe they weren't fully awake yet, or maybe Yuqiu doesn't allow cell phones.

No sound was heard from Xiang, and no recording was made by Ruoye Mu.

Today, Wakaba Mutsumi once again answered Nagasaki Motoyo with silence, just as Toyokawa Shoko ignored Wakaba Mutsumi today.

Motoyo Nagasaki's petty schemes and tricks are too easy to see through. Mutsu can't like someone who wears a social mask like this; if it weren't for Shoko, Mutsu and Motoyo would probably be strangers.

If there were no Xiangzi, no Crychic, wouldn't... everyone be less upset?

Regardless, he had promised Shoko to keep her whereabouts a secret. This wasn't difficult for Wakaba Mutsu; Nagasaki Motoyo's acting was a generation behind Minami's, utterly superficial.

As always, Motoyo told Nagasaki that there was still no news of Shoko, but Nagasaki said she had encountered...

This time, Wakaba Mutsu vaguely felt that he might not be able to stop it.

"..."

After school, Tsukinomori felt chest tightness. Playing guitar at home didn't help, so she went to see a live performance.

Ruoye Muku thought of the person who had been by Xiangzi's side last time.

Shoko Toyokawa always manages to attract people who like and cherish her, no matter where she appears.

But this time it won't be her. Wakaba Mutsu thought to herself. Once, she could be by Toyokawa Shoko's side, comforting her when she was sad.

But at the celebration party after the joint concert in Tokyo, Xiangzi told her not to disturb the other person's current life.

Ruoye Mu still remembers what Xiangzi said back then.

"Xiao Mu, I'm doing well now. But don't contact me for a while. I have some things to take care of, but all of this will be over soon."

"It will be over soon."

Let me ask you something—what do you need to deal with? You look like you're in love. What are you ending this time? Is it the band, or a man?

What do you need to take care of?!

It's impossible for Ye Mu to say it out loud.

What would happen if he said it aloud was unknown to Wakaba Mutsu.

"Anyway, I guess I can just watch from afar."

I received another message from Xiangzi a few days after the New Year.

Toyokawa Shoko wanted her to come and keep an eye on things, to see what Narusawa Kaede would do. Wakaba Mutsu understood what she meant; she was preparing to leave.

Later, the task was cancelled.

If Ye Mu didn't know what had happened between the young couple, she guessed that either something had happened between Toyokawa Shoko and Narusawa Kaede, or Toyokawa Shoko hadn't left as originally planned.

Ruo Ye Mu didn't know what else she could do to help Xiang.

Even Wakaba Mutsu had no idea what he was doing.

The guitar is no longer a safe haven; the basement is unbearably quiet; I went out to listen to a live performance and unexpectedly encountered Xiangzi, who is building a new band.

That's great, Xiangzi has moved on.

Xiangzi's struggle is truly admirable.

Only you remain in the same place.

As the world slipped away, I watched helplessly.

Only you remain in the same place.

In that instant, watching Toyokawa Shoko's departing figure, Wakaba Mutsu felt a sense of suffocation.

Ruoye Mu opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

She felt suffocated, almost unable to breathe. She couldn't even answer Xiangzi's question about whether she should join the band.

It was as if if nothing was done, this body would die in silence.

Just as silence relentlessly poured into my mouth and nose.

The body began to move on its own.

Wakaba Mutsu saw herself move.

She pulled out a T-shirt from her handbag and handed it to Yahata Kairin, hoping that Yahata Kairin could take her to find this person.

Simple lines, natural movements, perfectly timed silences—in just a few words, he portrays himself as a fan of that person. He hopes that Hachiman Kairin will take him away to find that... the reason why Shoko has pulled himself together.

Wakaba Mutsu watched as she displayed a flawless performance.

"If Minami sees this, she'll be very happy," thought Mutsuka Wakaba.

Just as a traveler in the desert seeks water, or a patient seeks medicine.

The body began to move on its own, searching for a cure for the broken soul.

She actually knew that the person's name was Mingze Feng, the guitarist of the band Sickhack, who often appeared at various live performances as a mercenary.

In fact, Ruo Yemu had already checked the information countless times, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and that's when she bought the SickHack T-shirt.

In addition, she also plastered her bedroom with photo booth pictures and all sorts of merchandise; she collected everything that Mingze Feng dared to release.

The reason she wanted Hachiman Kairin to accompany her was because she was afraid she would collapse halfway through the journey, and even more afraid that she would collapse before the finish line.

If Xiangzi doesn't want to be a part of her and his life, then does he feel the same way?

As it turns out, that's true.

Ruo Ye Mu found Ming Ze Feng squatting in the employee passage. After just one glance, Ruo Ye Mu knew that the other party still remembered him.

And that look of rejection and unwillingness to engage, so obvious at a glance, even... there was fear in it?

Ruo Yemu suddenly realized.

Naruzawa Kaede is a sensitive person, just like her.

That makes sense.

Her current disheveled appearance frightened the other party.

Although it was amazing and unbelievable, Ruoye Mu could tell that she had frightened Naruzawa Kaede.

Saki's medicine has already taken on Saki's shape; Saki's medicine doesn't want to accept itself.

Sure enough, he wasn't good at playing the guitar, and he was far less attractive than Xiangzi, who was dazzlingly handsome...

I don't know where to go anymore.

I don't know what to do anymore.

I don't know what to do next.

At that moment, Wakaba Mutsu had no idea what she was doing.

She just sat there blankly in the lounge. She didn't know how to stand up anymore.

But when she came to her senses, she was already standing on the stage.

I messed up again.

No.

At that moment, Wakaba Mutsu heard her own voice.

In that moment of regaining her senses, Wakaba Mutsu also realized that she was standing next to that person.