Want to be human, but cube-like

Being soaked by rain is unpleasant, and the sticky feeling of clothes clinging to the skin is even more unpleasant.

I got caught in the rain and might get sick when I get home tonight. My shoes are also very wet and hard to dry.

But at least.

On this day, let her cast aside her worries.

'...I want to quit Crychic.'

What was her mindset when she said those words?

'...Are you really going to quit?'

When faced with those amber eyes, did she ever waver even slightly?

The light is asking you a question! Why aren't you answering?! And you're being so irresponsible!

Did she feel guilty at the moment she was scolded?

Even today, we are still waiting for you—

Even if I'm not there, you guys can still rehearse, right?

There's no rule that says you can't practice if not everyone is present; don't shift the blame onto others.

If... if she hadn't received the call from the police station before deciding to go to band practice that day, would she really have had the courage to tell everyone everything?

'But, if it weren't for Xiao Xiang—'

Perhaps she wouldn't have said those words then?

'Don't say such capricious things! Deng is clearly the one who needs to work the hardest, but what have you been doing all this time?'

'The light has been waiting for you!'

What happened after that?

'I... have never felt happy playing in a band...'

Oh, right, the band has already ended.

Crychic, that's all.

Against the backdrop of the bustling crowd and the cold drizzle, she stepped out of the livehouse, raised her head, and felt the heavy raindrops pounding on her cheeks as if they were about to shatter her disguise.

The gradually blurring, gray world before her eyes resembled the path she was about to walk, devoid of any color.

The liquid, indistinguishable as tears or rain, slid down from the corners of my eyes, chilling even the warmest skin to the bone.

Uncontrollable sobs escaped her throat, perhaps attracting the concerned glances of one or two passersby.

But none of that matters anymore.

Standing in front of the zebra crossing, she was surrounded by an endless crowd of people. The colorful umbrellas were like walls wrapped with barbed wire, pressing down on her, stinging her, and making it hard for her to breathe.

Even in the midst of a bustling street, loneliness and fear were robbing the last remaining warmth from her heart.

All this prosperity is no longer something she can possess.

Because she had already pushed away the last bit of warmth with her own hands.

Toyokawa Shoko has lost everything.

She was wailing.

He was venting.

will

The sorrow in my heart poured out into this silent world.

Leave the passing of time behind.

But at one moment, the tip of my nose suddenly felt itchy and I felt like I was going to sneeze.

In the increasingly blurry vision, a beam of white light pierced through the gloomy sky.

then.

……

She opened her eyes.

"you're awake?"

A soft voice sounded in my ear.

As Toyokawa Shoko slowly awoke from her dream, the first thing she saw was a pair of beautiful, pure, crimson eyes, as clear as blood agate.

Her delicate and charming face was pressed very close, and the soft curves of her face perfectly outlined her stunning beauty, which was like that of a woman described in poems and paintings.

The soft, snow-white hair at her temples fell down due to gravity, just touching Xiangzi's small nose. As it brushed against her, it tickled her a little.

It has a grapefruit-like scent.

It's sweet, with a refreshing jasmine scent and a slightly tart, unripe citrus aroma.

She suddenly remembered the answer to a question she seemed to have been struggling with before.

The girl stared at him blankly for a long time.

"Why no response?"

The latter tilted her head in confusion, which conveniently exposed the ceiling light that she had been blocking to Xiangzi's view.

Is this the light from my dream?

Gradually regaining her senses, Xiangzi's thoughts returned from their daze. She turned her head slightly uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact with the white-haired girl.

But the cool touch on the pillow beside her temple and the soreness in her eyes startled her again.

"You were crying a lot while you were sleeping. Were you feeling unwell?"

The girl in front of him asked a question at just the right moment.

"...No, I'm fine."

Gradually coming to terms with her current situation, Xiangzi propped herself up on the bed with her elbows, lifted herself up slightly, and moved a little closer to the head of the bed, away from the white-haired girl who had been talking to her so closely.

"Where am I...?"

She gently wiped her eyes, asked in a low voice, and turned to look around.

This is probably a guest room that no one has lived in before. Although the walls are painted white and the wooden floors are solid, there is only a single bed, a bedside table, and a wardrobe in the whole room, and no other furniture.

“This is my home. You just fainted outside, so I brought you back here.”

The beautiful girl in front of him no longer maintained her overly close posture, but sat back down on the edge of the bed near the foot of the bed and said.

"Um... thank you so much for your help."

Because a stranger had witnessed his shameful side, Xiangzi's face flushed, and he seemed somewhat uncomfortable.

"If this has caused you any loss, I will find a way to compensate you accordingly. Well, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now..."

She subconsciously adopted social etiquette, making a gesture as if she wanted to get up and leave, but the single bed against the wall meant that if she wanted to get out of bed, she would have to avoid the girl sitting on the edge of the bed.

"..."

However, the white-haired girl didn't seem to understand her meaning very well.

"..."

The other person just sat there watching her, neither getting up to move aside nor making any attempt to persuade her to stay.

Xiangzi froze, unsure how to react.

After all, she couldn't just step over the other person; that would be too impolite. Having received a good upbringing since childhood, Xiangzi couldn't do such a rude thing.

"Oh!"

The two stared at each other awkwardly for nearly ten seconds before the latter suddenly seemed to realize something.

"Do I need to introduce myself before I can continue with the beginner's storyline?"

She suddenly blurted out a string of sentences that Xiangzi couldn't understand.

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Alex."

As she spoke, Alex stood up from the edge of the bed and introduced herself.

It was only then that Xiangzi realized just how perfectly developed the white-haired beauty in front of her was, compared to herself, with a figure that could be described as tall and slender.

Standing at least 1.7 meters tall, Xiangzi's lowered eyes fell precisely on the curve of her buttocks, accentuated by her tight hot pants, and traced down the curve to reveal her taut muscles. Her long, slender legs, clad in black stockings, were thus fully and generously displayed before the young woman.

Above, her perfectly shaped, high breasts were visible inside the simple, loose T-shirt, making the shirt bulge out. Perhaps because she was at home, the hem of the T-shirt, which had been tucked into her hot pants waistband, was now pulled out.

But because of this, the hem of the T-shirt, which was stretched high, couldn't properly cover her fair abdomen and could only hang down in front of her like a curtain.

In the dim light, Xiangzi could even see the faint outline of the V-line beneath her firm belly as the hem fluttered, admiring it like a finely crafted work of art.

So, that's why she tucked the hem into her pants...?

Xiangzi, whose face felt inexplicably hot, had this strange thought pop into his head.

Whoa! What am I thinking?! How incredibly rude of me...!

Then, she immediately felt ashamed and annoyed that she was so concerned about other people's bodies.

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PS: Fixed the issue of insufficient information in the description.

Those who read the synopsis the day before this chapter was updated can go back and take another look; there's an extra keyword.

I can't find the word "practice" to write, so I can only change the classic line to "try hard." Seriously, I'm speechless. They weren't like this before; how did they become so strange after all these years?

Volume 1: Chapter 6 Is this a kidnapping?

Shaking off the jumbled thoughts in his mind, Xiangzi suppressed the faint blush on his face.

"My name is……"

She paused, as if hesitating about something.

"My name is Toyokawa Shoko, nice to meet you."

Then, she sat up from the bed, pulled her toes out from under the covers, and let them dangle to the side of the bed, touching the clean wooden floor. The cold touch made her small toes instinctively lift up and curl up slightly.

Xiangzi was startled and looked down.

"Eh?"

She then realized with a start that she had already been dressed in a light blue nightgown, clearly Alex's size. It was much looser on Xiangzi, with the sleeves extending too far out and neatly rolled up several times. The nightgown pants were the same, with the overly long parts rolled up several times. However, there was an elastic band around the waist, so they were not loose.

It could also be because Alex's waist is naturally very thin.

The materials and fabrics were of the highest quality, so comfortable that Xiangzi didn't notice anything amiss.

"Wait...! This outfit?! You, you...!?"

Xiangzi, realizing what was happening in an instant, blushed and clutched the collar of her pajamas tightly to her chest with one small hand, her tone filled with embarrassment and anger.

"Clothes? Your old ones? They got dirty when you were lying on the floor, so I changed them for you."

Alex blinked, looking completely innocent.

"They're all in the bathroom, I haven't taken them to wash yet. Oh... don't worry, the outfit you're wearing is new, I haven't worn it yet."

She seems to be quite hygienic.

However, in reality, it was Alex's mother who manipulated her, and she never liked letting her wear monster-dropped, worn-out armor.

It was only through his constant nagging and whispering of unclean things in her ear that she developed this awareness and habit.

"That's not the issue...sigh..."

She was about to retort, but looking into Alex's clear eyes, Xiangzi didn't know how to explain for a moment, and she sighed.

Are you a foreigner?

Thinking of the other person's name, and seeing her silver-white hair, and then thinking of Alex's generous and unconventional manner, which was completely unlike that of a native, Xiangzi asked another question.

"Perhaps... is that right?"

If someone comes from another world, they can also be considered a foreigner.