Chapter 166

Ten minutes later,

Ichiji Nijika, who was almost ready to give CPR, finally brought the two back to their senses.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, put her hands on her hips with a sigh of relief, and said, "Seriously, is it really that powerful? You two are exaggerating!"

Gotou Hitori remained silent, Kita Ikuyo sadly wiped away her tears and looked at Yamada Ryo with a sorrowful expression. "Senpai, I'm sorry! Wa-watashi!"

"Hey? What are you apologizing for?"

"Kita- chan, aren't you acting a little strange?"

Both men's gazes, filled with doubt and indifference, fell upon her simultaneously.

"Are you alright? If you're alright, can we go back now? We'll be opening for business soon." Sakurakoji Talent urged, glancing at the time.

"Okay, let's go right away!"

"Th-that!"

Just as Ichiji Nijika was about to lead the problem children away, Gotou Hitori struggled to his feet and shouted.

Her unusual behavior drew everyone's attention.

"What's wrong, Bocchi-chan? Is there anything else?" Ichiji Nijika asked with a slight smile and raised her eyebrows.

"Th-that!" Gotou Hitori turned ashen, and he was speechless for a moment.

'I'm so nervous, the words are stuck in my throat!'

'I'm... I'm suffocating!'

Her face gradually turned pale, her gaze became increasingly vacant, and saliva dribbled from the corner of her mouth.

"Bocchi-chan, calm down!!"

"Bocchi, who's about to die, is really funny."

"Liang, stop watching and come help!"

After another round of intensive treatment, including a chest-breaking sledgehammer operation, she was finally pulled back from the brink of death.

Then, Ichiji Nijika inquired, "So, what exactly are you trying to say?"

Gotou Hitori, having recovered somewhat, shifted her gaze anxiously, avoiding eye contact. "Um, I want to know the name of the song Mr. Talent sang by the roadside last time."

"Ah! That's it!" Ichiji Nijika clapped her hands, her smile bright, understanding the reason. She turned to Sakurakoji Talent: "That's it, Mr. Talent, can you answer Bocchi-chan's question?"

"Ah, because I couldn't find the original song online, so..." Gotou Hitori timidly raised her hand to add to the explanation.

Although she roughly memorized the melody after listening to it once, she was a little distracted at the time, so she didn't memorize it completely, and memorizing lyrics wasn't her strong suit either.

When I got home, I wanted to find the original version of this song, but I couldn't find it anywhere. Searching for a few lines of lyrics was also futile.

She only remembered that the lyrics resonated with her deeply, feeling like they described her perfectly, and she was determined to learn the song no matter what.

Heaven knows how long she hesitated and stammered before finally blurting out her wish.

"Hmm~ that..." Sakurakoji Talent glanced at Gotou Hitori with amusement, catching a glimpse of her quick eye movement as she looked away.

This kid is incredibly talented at dodging; he's so fast that even I couldn't see him clearly.

"The song is called <Tengaru Iwa, Kimi ni Asa ga Furu>, which I'll tentatively call my original composition." Although he didn't really want to be a copyist, that was the only explanation he could offer for now.

"Huh? It's an original song by Mr. Talent? I really want to hear it! Right, Ryo?" Ichiji Nijika excitedly sought her companion's opinion.

"Yes, I want to hear it too!" Yamada Ryo nodded in agreement.

"After all, I've never heard Mr. Talent play his own music before. I really want to see him! Don't you think so, sister?"

"Eh, me?" Ichiji Hoshika, who was seemingly typing a schedule on her laptop but was actually secretly watching the scene, was caught off guard by her younger sister.

She was just feeling indignant that Sakurakoji Talent had used trickery to seduce another young man, and now she's been thrown into this topic.

"Well, it's not that I'm not interested..." she replied hesitantly, scratching her head a couple of times.

She was actually quite interested in his music.

That guy is clearly Talent, but he has absolutely no interest in forming a band or creating music. He has even performed on his own initiative only a handful of times. He doesn't seem like a musician at all.

She had thought he had some unspeakable secret, but now it seems that's not the case.

"My sister is very curious too, Mr. Talent! Could you please play a piece for us?"

"Hey! That's not what I said!"

Ignoring her own proud and arrogant older sister, Ichiji Nijika extended an invitation, cupping her face in her hands.

The performance was live, and he wasn't really in the mood... but since the atmosphere had gotten this far, there was no need for him to spoil their fun.

Life is a live broadcast at any moment; perhaps that's what rock is all about?

"I understand. I'll play it once then. Could you lend me a guitar? I didn't bring mine today." He gestured with his hand in the air.

"Ah, then use mine!" Gotou Hitori raised her hand again, "Because it was my request."

"That's okay too."

A moment later, she retrieved her guitar bag and took out the smooth-finished black guitar.

The heavy weight pressing down on his palm made him feel it instantly.

Oh, this is a high-end guitar worth tens of thousands of RMB.

Although the original price may not have been this high, because it has been discontinued for a long time, its value on second-hand websites has increased significantly over time.

If, after the performance, someone were to imitate those violent guitarists and smash their guitars to create a dramatic effect— Bocchi would probably cry for a long time, right?

Just thinking about it is exciting!

Especially when the object of his affections is a delicate and introverted woman, it will always inadvertently stir up the dark side of him that wants to bully the weak.

No, no, he can't bring himself to trample on someone's feelings. Let's try a different approach next time.

He casually strummed the strings a few times, pressed some keys on the fretboard to get a feel for it, then cleared his throat, ready to sing.

Once everything was ready, he glanced at the expectant gazes of the crowd in front of him and around the bar, and it felt as if he had rediscovered the carefree and unrestrained self he had been that day.

He gave a Vibrato to signal the start, and then began his performance, the clear sound of the guitar strings resonating throughout the studio.

A brief moment later, a clear inhalation sounded, and he began to sing in a languid, emotional tone:

"Come out of the world to the world (I hope to rewrite the world if possible)"

" battle をなくすようなれたことじゃない(not that it's such a great thing as eliminating the war)"

"だけどちょっとそれもあるよな(But maybe I have that kind of expectation too)"

"..."

"Haiyu やスターにはれない(Can't be an actor or movie star)"

"それどころか(Not only that)"

"Kun no mae no smile (I can't even laugh in front of you)"

"そんなにはないよな(I'm really helpless when I'm like that, right?)"

"あ~あ~(Ah~ah~)"

"..."

"Frozen world を (in the frozen world)"

"がるようにした(run out without fear even if you fall down)"

"Oh~ Oh~ Oh~ Oh oh~ Oh~ Yeah~~"

After the hoarse, relieved release of the sound, the trembling, rapid strings gradually calmed down after a brief solo, and then returned to silence.

He took the guitar off his body and broke the silence with a smile, "That's about it."

Yamada Ryo and the others also seemed to wake up from a dream, recovering from the lingering effects.

"Wow, amazing! Mr. Talent! This song is so beautiful and evocative!"

"Yes, it's very unique, I like it very much."

"Me too!"

"So handsome!"

"I kind of want to play." Kanau nodded with a relaxed expression.

"Well, it's not so bad, is it?" Ichiji Hoshika felt a little thirsty and picked up the Drinks next to her and took a sip.

That jerk! Even the way he plays guitar is so cool! It's infuriating!

But back in her day, she probably wasn't inferior to him either, right? A faint sense of nostalgia flickered in her eyes as she recalled the days when she was still playing in a band.

"If you like them, you can have them as a gift for your establishment."

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 212 Is this called "Kabe-don"?

"Is it okay?!" they all shouted in unison.

"Hey, Talent, is it okay?" Ichiji Hoshika interrupted, frowning as she looked at him.

For every musician, these are precious memories and the fruits of their hard work, not something to be given away easily.

Besides, she felt that the song she just heard was of very high quality and its value should not be low; even if measured in monetary terms, it would not be a small amount.

Once an unreleased song is sent out, it means that any subsequent revenue and copyright ownership are no longer related to the original author.

"It's okay, the most important thing is that a good song meets the right person." Sakurakoji Talent looked at the several youthful, beautiful, and energetic figures (excluding one person) and nodded.

He doesn't intend to support himself with music. Even if he did compose it himself, he wouldn't feel bad about giving it away.

Anyway, it doesn't affect his singing in private.

"You haven't even started trying to compose and perform your own music yet, have you? Let's take this as a starting point. I believe you can definitely do it!"

"Mr. Talent ..." Ichiji Nijika's eyes welled up with tears of gratitude. "Thank you so much!"

"Hey everyone, hurry up!"

"Thank you very much!" X 4

After giving her thanks, she thought of another question, "Ah, but we can't list ourselves as the composer and lyricist. If it's published later, should we just put Mr. Talent's name on it?"

"Uh..." Sakurakoji Talent arched as she pondered; this was indeed a problem.

He can't just write his own name; he doesn't want to attract attention so early, especially since he's definitely going to pursue a business career in the future.

This was also a factor in his reluctance to join the band.

So, does that mean I can only use a pen name?

"Then let's use a pen name. How about Tsukimi Sakura?" He made one up on the spot.

However, they weren't entirely improvised. Like the pen name Yukimi Sakura that I used in my novels, both of these songs are taken from real instrumental music.

Speaking of this, he suddenly remembered that he also worked part-time as a novelist; he had almost forgotten about it.

I'll take some time to write the second volume of "DanMachi" and then submit it to the publisher for release. It's been a while since the first volume.

Although Machida Enko hasn't urged him yet, she'll probably send him a message to do so in a few days.

This is such a hassle. I shouldn't have chosen such a complicated method. Now that I've achieved my original goals, is it still necessary for me to continue with this part-time job?

Or should we just stop updating and leave the story unfinished?

The thought itself is sinful!

Forget it, I shouldn't make the readers suffer the consequences of my own actions. I have to finish writing it, even if it means crawling on my knees.

At worst, he could shorten the length, not write so many side stories and epilogues, and just make up the ending himself—after all, he doesn't know what the ending will be anyway.

To satisfy most readers' expectations, a happy ending for a harem story is probably the best outcome, right?

Hmph, the readers of this world are truly fortunate to have an author like myself who is willing to care about them.

If it were the original author, you'd be in for a world of hurt.

What kind of nonsense is this IF line? It's like drawing a line when you're not even wearing your pants!

"Tsukimi Sakura, is it taken from Mr. Talent's surname?"