Chapter 358

For some reason, her intuition told her that the matter between Ouka Mai and Koto Satsuki was related to that person...

"You're overthinking it. It's not like a soap Morning Drama plot—that kind of thing won't happen."

She quickly put the matter out of her mind and strode to catch up with the two people ahead. "Hydrangea! It's still early, where should we go next?"

After seeing Ashikaga and the others off, and with Koto Satsuki continuing her work, Sakurakoji Talent glanced at the time, closed her eyes, and pondered her next move.

A flash of inspiration struck him as he recalled what Chihaya Aine had told him the night before. He opened his eyes again, thought for a moment, made his decision, and then headed towards the dressing room.

More than half an hour later.

[Sakura Rain] Parking Lot next to the building, Ogura Asahi stepped out of the dark car door, walked around to the front of the outdoor staircase, and went straight up to the top floor.

Mirai the end of the corridor, he could faintly hear the sound of a guitar coming from the very back.

"Knock knock knock! Mutsuko-chan ~ Are you there?"

"Knock knock knock!"

I knocked several times, but there was no response. I don't know if the music was too loud or if I was too focused to hear it.

Fortunately, he made a point of improving the soundproofing of each room during the renovation; otherwise, the loud noise from her Electric Guitar would definitely have greatly disturbed the people working around her.

He waited patiently until the song ended, then knocked on the door again.

Although he also had a key to the room, since it had been said that the room was her private property, he was not prepared to go back on his word.

This time, not long after, the heavy, soundproof door of the private umbrella was opened.

A cute, expressionless face, dressed in an exquisitely detailed dress, with features as delicate as a top-tier doll, appeared before him.

Her long, light green eyelashes fluttered slightly when she saw him.

Her expression didn't change much, but a slight surprise was visible. "Asahi?"

"Yes, it's me! Mutsuko-chan ~ Happy Holidays~"

He pulled out a fairly large cake from behind him, smiling as he congratulated him, "I heard you playing the guitar and thought I'd come over. Let's eat together during our break!"

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"Is it tasty?"

The two sat around the desk in the room, Ogura Asahi smiled and stared at Wakaba Mū as she asked.

"Hmm, it seems even more delicious than last time."

Wakaba Mū subtly arched her willow-leaf eyebrows and gave her evaluation.

"Thank you. I've done this so many times lately, I guess my skills and techniques have improved."

He didn't deny it, after all, it was true, but he didn't know whether he should be happy about it.

After all, even those "pseudo-geniuses" have the ability to quickly master skills. How could a genius like myself, who combines Talent work and talent, possibly stagnate if I do everything myself every day?

But...

Ha! Young Master worth hundreds of millions has actually been reduced to working as a chef to make a living...

As he rested his chin on his hand in a melancholy mood, Wakaba Mū was sipping the Drinks he had just prepared at the coffee shop downstairs, while also enjoying the cake he had brought.

Gradually, her movements slowed down, and the small plastic fork floated in mid-air.

Ogura Asahi closed one eye slightly, while glancing sideways with the other, noticing the change in her thoughts, and felt that the time was about right.

"Does the bird have something on its mind?"

He asked casually.

"Um?"

She slightly opened her mouth and raised her head, her blank expression making one want to handle her like a doll.

"You seem so distracted, I'm wondering if something's bothering you."

He looked at her with a grin, seemingly offering his answer, "Tell me, and I'll give you some advice."

Wakaba Mū lowered her eyes again, wondering how to explain.

He didn't urge him, but waited quietly, his gaze taking in the cityscape stretching for over ten kilometers through the clear glass behind his desk.

The area near the building is lush with tall trees, creating a tranquil atmosphere. You probably can't find many places like this in all of Tokyo Metropolis. It's truly an elegant and serene place, full of artistic charm—although soon, this area will no longer be so quiet.

Unlike Shimokitazawa, which has a vintage and retro vibe, this place leans more towards a traditional street art style, with a stronger artistic atmosphere including painting and music.

During his observations over the past few days, he also discovered the studios of many painters and sculptors.

From any perspective, this place is ideal for people working in the arts.

Such a coincidence made him wonder if this really wasn't a place Okura Iyo had specially found for him?

No, that can't be right. No matter how you look at it, this was a location he painstakingly chose to use as his clothing studio, right?

"Actually,"

What pulled him back from his drifting thoughts was the voice of Wakaba Mū beginning to explain, and he looked back.

Wakaba Mū pursed her lips and put down her knife and fork. "I used to be in a band with some friends, but it disbanded later."

I know, I've never felt happy being in a band... Ogura Asahi looked at her with complicated emotions.

"Recently, it seems she's reunited with her former teammates and wants me and another friend to join. I don't know whether I should refuse..."

She briefly explained the situation, using very few words, and then fell silent again, occasionally glancing timidly at him.

"The answer is very simple,"

Ogura Asahi shrugged, giving a prepared answer, "Of course, it's NO."

"Huh?"

"Since you're feeling troubled and conflicted, it means you have feelings of resistance, right?"

He walked behind her, running his Hands through her grass-colored hair. "At least, the bands you used to be with didn't always bring you joy and happiness."

"Ask yourself honestly, was your initial decision to join in truly your own, or were you forced to join because someone dragged you along?"

"Like I told you last time, don't worry about what other people think. You need to clearly express what you really want to do and what you don't want to do."

"That way, at least you'll be happy... If the other person truly cares about you, they'll definitely be happy for you."

"Once you experience pain by going against your conscience, that's enough. You can't keep falling into the same trap."

"..."

Wakaba Mū remained silent, Liu Mei struggled tremblingly.

Is this really okay? Can such selfish behavior really be allowed? If I refuse, Sōse Shi...

Don't overthink it!

He patted her head, pulling her out of the complicated interpersonal relationships. "Considering others is certainly important, but unless it's a matter of life and death, considering yourself is even more important."

"Or... Mutsuko-chan, would you like to play in a band?"

He moved around to face her, cupped her cheeks and gently rubbed them, then stared intently into her eyes.

Its texture was even smoother and cooler than the finest ice jade, which he found extremely pleasant. Truly worthy of being Mori Minami's...

"... I have no idea."

Wakaba Mū gave a dry reply.

Playing the guitar brings her joy because it's the only thing that truly belongs to her.

Playing guitar with my bandmates wasn't without its joys; at least I felt safe and comfortable when we were together.

But you also have to constantly worry about your skills not reaching your ideal level, which is completely different from when you're entertaining yourself alone.

A band that chases fame and fortune is not the place she wants.

Moreover, being seen and pointed at by so many people on stage only added to her melancholy...

"Knowing is an answer, not knowing is also an answer. Just do what you think is right."

He released her small face, smiled mysteriously, and placed his index finger on his lips. "However, you must promise me that you won't regret this choice later."

"Is it possible?"

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The room was silent for half a minute. Finally, under his expectant gaze, Wakaba Mū nodded with difficulty, "I understand..."

"Very good! Good baby, good baby~"

He ruffled her hair, completely messing up the neatly combed tassels, and then, seeing her pouting and frowning, he chuckled and tidied it up for her again.

"Well, it's not a big deal. You can form a band anytime you want, it's just that the teammates will be different."

"But then again, compared to a band with only a few fixed members, isn't it better to have more friends?"

"..."

What came to mind?

Seeing that his voice had stopped, Wakaba Mū glanced back.

"Hmm, I've come up with a Mirai that should be considered pretty good..."

He narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, gazing into the void. This option, it seemed, wasn't entirely unacceptable.

In short, life is not static; the options and answers are constantly changing.

"If Mutsuko-chan ever wants to play in a band again, come find me, and I'll help you."

"Help me?"

Wakaba Mū opened her eyes slightly, a hint of anticipation in them.

She had an inexplicable confidence in him; he always seemed to be able to solve problems she couldn't figure out or do with ease.

"Have you forgotten? What does this company do?"

He tapped the floor with his foot, smiling without saying a word.

"Once we have more staff here in a while, it will be quite easy to arrange a temporary status for you."

"Or, even if you don't want to show your face, we can just put a mask on you, like this."

He took out his own mask from his Backpack, put it on, and demonstrated it to her.

That way, others won't know who you are, right?

Putting practicality aside, his mask looks way better than Mujica's; it wins in terms of appearance alone!

"Oh..."

Wakaba Mū opened her mouth wide in surprise, never expecting that this could be done.

"But is this okay?"

"I'm the CEO here! If I say it's okay, then it's okay!"

"Is this company owned by Asahi District? So cool!"

"Right? After afternoon tea, we'll go see how your little vegetables are growing, and then I'll take you to visit the recording studio here, and maybe we can play a duo band!"

"Um!"

"By the way, do you know Sumimi? They're also... By the way, can you sing?"

"..."

Evening.

Ogura Asahi and Wakaba Mū parted ways and arrived at the shopping street in Toshima Ward.

To be precise, it's a livehouse here called Galaxy.

Like STARRY, which only opened this year, this is a relatively new livehouse; judging by the time it was renovated, it's only been open for about a year.

It's not very big; it can hold about a hundred people.

This is also the home of Sato Masuki (MASKING), the drummer of RAS.