A band simulator, but all girl-heavy!

"Hehe... Xiangzi~ I've prepared more than one surprise this time. Can you guess what the next one is?"

Kui smiled and kept the secret.

"Did you bring a gift?"

Xiangzi raised his eyebrows and asked uncertainly.

"Wrong answer~"

Aoi stuck out her tongue playfully, "I dropped out of Jingquan Girls' School~"

That was the aristocratic private girls' school that Aoi attended. It was said that it was formerly a church school in the Showa era, but has now been transformed into a comprehensive aristocratic school with a music orientation. The school spirit was strict, even stricter than that of Tsukinomori.

Xiangzi didn't like Aoi going to that school, but after hearing the news, she was a little overwhelmed. After all, the word "dropping out" was too far-fetched for a well-behaved young lady like her.

"W-what? What happened? Was Aoi bullied? Or did she say something else…"

Xiangzi's face changed and he asked with some concern.

"Why is Xiangzi so pessimistic..."

Aoi's smile is very charming.

"I can't stand such a strict school atmosphere, and... I want to spend the last six months of junior high school with my best friend."

"So...Aoi is coming to Moon Forest?"

Xiangzi quickly understood Aoi's subtext and immediately opened his eyes wide with joy.

"That's right!"

Aoi nodded vigorously, hugged Xiangzi's soft body again, and murmured with a smile.

"Remember the promise we made before we graduated from elementary school? We'll spend our junior high and high school years together, or find some like-minded friends and do something great!"

174

Chapter 174 One thought is heaven, one thought is hell.

Crychic again.

It’s that spring again…

It's that Saotome Aoi again.

When Shoko Toyokawa woke up from her dream, opened her eyes and saw her simple bedroom, she felt indescribable sadness and anger surge over her.

Fake, everything is fake.

That spacious, clean, and luxurious home, that carefree and bright life, Aoi, who accompanied her with a clear smile, and those beautiful and happy promises and future...

All are fake!

She covered her eyes and slowly sat up. She felt the corners of her eyes twitching. Her brain felt a little dizzy from the intense emotions, and she even felt her vision gradually darken.

No matter how many times she dreamt of it, those things were gone, weren't they? Her innocent past, the harmonious Crychic, and that Saotome Aoi...

None of them were still with her.

Why did he keep showing her these things? Why did he keep showing her these things that didn't exist, that she couldn't have, that she had lost? Why did he keep destroying the resolve she had worked so hard to build?

"It took me so long to forget it."

Is this a punishment for her?

Because this is simply the cruelest thing in the world. All the beautiful things are filled in front of your eyes, allowing you to feel it and get it, but in the end you have to open your eyes and see that there is actually nothing around you.

The truly cruel thing is not having something and then losing it, but not having it but mistakenly thinking that you have it, and can only fantasize about it over and over again, mistakenly thinking that you have lost it over and over again.

"Xiangzi—where did you put the wine you bought last time? Xiangzi—"

The call from the living room penetrated the thin walls and door of her room and entered her eardrums, causing Xiangzi, who was curled up in bed, to cover her ears even more tightly.

Anxious and sad emotions echoed in her mind like a spiral, entangled like a whirlpool, turning her thoughts into a mess.

The pressure of life, the huge contrast and separation in her dreams, the failure in interpersonal relationships, all of these combined together were like an invisible hand pushing her to the edge of the abyss.

Shoko Toyokawa felt that she was reaching her breaking point.

boom! !

She suddenly grabbed the plastic water cup on the bedside table and slammed it against her door, letting the afterglow of anger make her breathe heavily, exhaling the gloom in her heart.

"It's so noisy!!"

Xiangzi screamed loudly at the other end, and only after he was sure that the surroundings were silent again did he cover his head and lie back on the bed.

Maybe she really was breaking down.

But it doesn't matter, even if she repeatedly feels the gap between loss and possession...

She doesn't care about that anymore, does she?

The weak Shoko of the past is dead, and now she has already cried all her tears dry. As for Takamatsu Tomo and Saotome Aoi, Shoko Toyokawa will choose to respond with her new band.

She simply...

not give a damn about.

"Woooo...ah..."

Xiangzi gradually curled up on the bed, covering her eyes with trembling hands, allowing the wet liquid to flow through her palms and wet the sheets.

As long as new bands are established, everything will be fine.

must……

……

When Momoka Kawahara woke up in the morning and opened her eyes, she felt that the sunlight was many times brighter than ever before.

After waking up from the dream, she only felt a force gathering in her chest, warm and even hot, which completely ignited the originally lost and pessimistic emotions, burning like a bonfire.

She got out of bed, stretched her muscles while standing there, washed up quickly, and quickly left without even having breakfast.

The morning breeze blew across her cheek, so refreshing as if a hand was gently caressing her cheek, urging and tempting her to unconsciously quicken her pace, so that in the end she was running on the morning streets.

This dream was probably the longest one she had ever had, and also the most shocking one for her.

She has now begun to suspect that she is not seeing a dream, but a projection of an event that actually happened. Otherwise, how could such a thing happen in the world?

She vividly remembered the scene when the band stood in the festival's lounge and declared war on Diamond Dust. She could still vividly recall the expression on Renai's face when she faced her old friend. She remembered her own emotions, and the tears that welled up in everyone's eyes, when the festival announced that Thornless had won first place in the popularity vote. She remembered nearly every thrilling performance after signing the contract...

Among them, the moment she stood in the martial arts hall is probably the one she will never forget in her life.

They stood firmly on the most glorious stage in Japan, and the cheers and applause they saw were all dedicated to them. No longer standing on the distant street, gazing dejectedly at the outline of the Budokan, no longer were they the underground independent bands who could only struggle in the streets. Looking at the Budokan from afar, Sora felt how far away it all was.

She could still feel the mood at that time, so much so that her heart was still pounding, and a strong emotion was accumulating in her throat, about to burst out.

Along the way, she experienced dropping out of school, experiencing the final conflict with her former band, singing on the streets, and accepting the pressure of reality and being on the verge of giving up...

Who could have imagined such a story? From a street musician who could barely make enough money to cover his daily toll, and had to work part-time jobs to make ends meet, to finally stepping onto Japan's tallest stage, standing in a martial arts hall, receiving the cheers and praise of tens of thousands of people?

It was all just a dream.

She had said this to Rupa, and she also thought that the biggest drawback of this dream was that it was just a dream, but now, she no longer thought so...

She clearly remembered all of this so clearly, and her dream had clearly shown her the possibility of being able to enter the martial arts hall. How could she still say that all this was just an impossible dream?

None of this is impossible.

She ran all the way to the Tama River bathed in shining sunshine, feeling the clear air by the river and couldn't help breathing heavily.

After seeing how Aoi's Thornball overcame all obstacles and finally made her way to the martial arts hall, Momoka probably has figured it out.

Whether this was a dream or a projection of some other world... she could no longer forget the feeling of standing in the martial arts hall.

"what--!!!"

Taoxiang tightly grasped the damp guardrail that was still covered in dew, leaned her upper body toward the Tama River where spots of light were shimmering, and almost roared, spreading her voice onto the silent river surface.

"You actually showed me these things... Aoi, I don't care about this anymore."

Taoxiang took a deep breath, a smile appeared on her face, and she shouted loudly towards the river again.

"I won't give up—Budokan!!!!"

175

Chapter 175 We can do it.

The Tama River seemed exceptionally quiet in the morning. Only a few morning joggers hurriedly passed by on the trail in the riverside park, and no one paid any attention to Taoxiang's excited shouts.

The sun hung in a corner above the distant city, making the glass of the tall office buildings sparkle. The golden sunlight sprinkled on the surface of the Tama River, like countless dancing spots of light, flickering and glittering.

Taoxiang leaned against the railing by the river, staring at the calm river surface in a daze, until she heard clear footsteps behind her.

"I knew you would come here."

A familiar voice sounded behind her. Momoka turned her head slightly and saw Nina wearing loose sportswear. Her blue eyes were clearer than the Tamagawa River and dotted with the bright light of the morning.

"Ms. Momoka."

"...How did you know I was here?"

They had clearly just had a fight, but the atmosphere between them was now as peaceful as the surface of a river, bathed in the morning light, just flowing calmly.

Taoxiang had a faint smile on her face, her whole body relaxed, and even her eyes did not show any trace of the previous depression and retreat.

"intuition!"

Renai frowned slightly, but a smile was on her face, as if she was proud and relieved. She said lightly, "After I had this dream, the first thing I thought of was that I wanted to come here... So I think Miss Momoka feels the same way."

"It seems that everyone sees the same thing."

Momoka smiled.

"Of course...of course!"

Nina clenched her fists and said excitedly, "This is not a dream, Momoka-san. This is the future we once achieved together. It can't be wrong... No matter what this dream is, in that memory, we, and Aoi, really went to the martial arts hall together."

For each of them, this is an almost unimaginable memory, as if they had gone from nothing to everything, from an empty arena to a packed stage.

Even a broken dream is already desirable enough, let alone a memory that is so clear?

"Ms. Momoka, have you made your decision now?"

Nina smiled and looked at Momoka confidently, as if she was not worried at all about receiving a negative answer.

"Ah, almost there."

A gentle breeze blew, ruffling her soft long hair. Taoxiang casually pushed the hair aside her cheek and tucked it behind her ear. She said lightly, "Call everyone out. We need to have a good talk about this."

"Ah."

Jinna nodded without hesitation.

She didn't worry at all that other people might not have gotten up yet, or that they were busy with other things. She just opened her phone and found that Subaru in the group was frantically tagging other people, asking if they were still awake.

After simply sending a message to each person saying that I had something urgent to discuss in detail, I received positive responses one after another.

I'm sure everyone feels the same way.

It just so happened that today was the weekend, and within half an hour after Rencai made an appointment with everyone to meet, all the members of the band gathered in a nearby cafe that they often went to, which was more punctual than any other band rehearsal and dinner.

Especially An Hesuba, she changed her previous depressed and silent state, and rushed over excitedly when she saw Renai and others, hugged Renai's petite body, sobbing and muttering, "That's great..."

Apart from RUPA who maintained his usual peaceful smile, even Xiaozhi covered his mouth, with red eyes, and tightly grasped RUPA's sleeve, looking like he had just cried.

"We obviously don't have anything right now, but everyone seems so excited."

Taoxiang had a smile on her face and said something that seemed to kill the fun, but her eyes were as bright as everyone else's.

"We already have the most precious thing, don't we?"

Subaru had a bright smile on his face and winked at Momoka, "Everyone remembers, right?"

Memory is the most precious thing.

The memories and past accumulated by a person in his life will only become more and more. All those precious, happy, sad, and angry things will eventually become memories. Even the objects originally owned will gradually disappear from reality, leaving only a stroke in the mind.

Nothing is more important than precious memories, and they now have them.

"Momoka... I think we need to reconsider the matter regarding Saotome Aoi."