They loaded up the love simulator

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the center of the crowd.

With a warm smile on his lips, Toru Kitahara raised the microphone: "Everyone, for the last song, let's play the original song of Miss Hiroi Kiuri, the lead singer of the SICK HACK band next to us - ワタシダケユウレイ (The Ghost I Only One)!"

"ohhhhhh!!!"

千'.;?寻.;'免:?:费:?"?小,.说!:裙!!.2:5';5"5,9?5,?3;:0"'!0　　前几天刚得到神级的贝斯演奏，北原彻手痒难耐，渴望出来人前显圣一番。

So I took advantage of today to come to Shinjuku Street Performance.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he sat on the bench and tried to play a song without even connecting the bass speaker, he was stared at by Hiroi Kiuri who was drunk next to him.

When she opened her mouth, she just said - Your bass sounds so good! !It’s simply a sound of nature!Do you want to join my band? ?

...There is a live house called FOLT nearby. As the resident bassist of a popular band, she is very good and has a professional level.

They play funk bass, and the band's songs give the impression that it's close to psychedelic music + art rock + post-hard rock.

I originally said I was going to the live house to play, but I didn't expect that the place was full today and I couldn't get in.

Kithara Toru didn't care, he had planned to perform on the street.

In the simulator, he has been acting on the street for almost ten years and is very familiar with it.

He quickly found a place where the police would not easily spot him and set up the equipment.

As a result, not long after the performance started, a group of female fans arrived before the police and surrounded the place.

It was only then that Toru Kitahara realized that in reality he seemed to be a big star——

The artist's contract at the agency has not expired, and from time to time he is dragged out to whip his body and bring in new people.

Kitahara Tetsu originally became an artist for fun, but he unexpectedly became famous and made money without paying attention. Alas, it was because of his good looks.

Although he was constantly thinking in his mind, his bass did not stop.

A rhythmic beat swept through the entire street.

The girls who were watching raised their hands and chanted along with Hiroi Kikuri's distinctive hoarse voice...

Some people passing by thought it was some underground idol running up to hold a concert, but after listening carefully, they realized it was a street performance.

Immediately afterwards, most of them would get closer and closer with the mentality of watching a show, and finally they were attracted by the charming bass and stopped.

In this way, like moths to a flame, more and more people moved towards the center of the performance.

The street was soon blocked.

In the crowd, Ichiri Goto couldn't see Kithara Toru's face clearly. There were too many people!

It was like walls separating her from him.

Woohoo, my paper man husband was blocked by a bad woman~

The sad Goto Ichiri turned his head and found that Yamada Ryo was in a confused state, and asked with concern: "Ryo-san, are you okay?"

Hey, why do you feel that you feel more uncomfortable than me?

Do you like him too?

"……fine."

Ms. Liang was just surprised. If there was something wrong with her ears, the person playing bass was Toru Kitahara—at least she had known him in the simulator for more than ten years.

But just because she heard it, she felt puzzled... If Toru Kitahara could play bass, why did he have to learn it from himself in the simulator?

Maybe the simulator and reality can't match up completely?Ryo Yamada could only guess this.

It's a pity that the detection function cannot be used in reality, otherwise she would have to touch Kitahara Tooru's lower body no matter what... to test the bottom line.

Halfway through thinking.

The singing in front of me gradually stopped, and the bass also finished in harmony.

After a few minutes, people dispersed. As the police came with loudspeakers to clear the crowd, the female fans were excited but had no choice but to leave reluctantly.

Ryo Yamada and Ichiri Goto were carried by the crowd towards the tram stop.

"Bye, Porky."

"Bye~" Goto Ichiri waved and walked into the station.

After watching her figure disappear, Yamada Ryo silently turned back...

The only obstacle is gone and you're ready to steal your home!

Pochi, don't blame me.

There is no sequence in love, there can only be one winner.

This is a rare opportunity for Miss Ryo to get in touch with Kithara Toru, and she is not ready to give up.

Chapter 21 The Most Familiar Stranger

street.

"Your bass is really good."

Hiroi put her arm around Toru Kitahara's shoulders, smelling of alcohol. She carried the guitar she borrowed from a friend, burped, and then continued to drink the boxed wine in her hand.

This is the cheapest category in convenience stores.

As a drunken angel, Hiroi Kiuri usually drank wine as water, and she couldn't afford expensive wine.

Only after the live is over, she will buy some good wine or go to an izakaya for a drink.

"To put it bluntly, my bass is the best in the world."

Toru Kitahara patted Hiroi Kiuri's arm and pulled her away, turned around and put the new bass he just bought a few days ago into his gig bag.

"Ahaha, you little brat doesn't know how to be polite, burp~"

Hiroi Kiuri burped and sat on the ground. She drank too much today and her consciousness was not clear.

Kithara Toru sighed slightly when he saw this, "I'll take you to the live house."

"Okay." Hiroi Kiuri said and lay down on the ground.

Kithara Toru put on a mask and dragged her body around, like a murderer who had just killed someone and was processing the scene.

10 minute later.

In the performance hall FOLT, Toru Kitahara threw Hiroi Kikuri to the ground.

Phew, the traces of murder have been dealt with. This should be able to hide it from the police for a few months. After all, the Japanese police know how efficient they are.

...Just kidding, he didn't kill anyone.

"Ah, Kikuri-chan? Why do you look like you're sleeping soundly... so cute." Store manager Yoshida Ginjiro covered his mouth and walked to Kitahara Toru's side with an exaggerated expression.

Kithara Toru sighed, "Manager Yoshida, could you please call her friend over? I'm leaving soon."

It's getting late.

"It's okay, it's okay. I have a sofa here. Let her sleep there. I will get her a blanket." The store manager waved his hand.

"Well, thanks."

Kitahara Toru thought that summer was not far away recently, and sleeping on the sofa with a blanket would prevent him from catching a cold, so he didn't say anything more.

He helped Hiroi Kiuri to the sofa.

After doing all this, he went to the front desk and ordered a glass of juice...

The rules in Japan are really strict and minors are not allowed to drink.

Speaking of which, before Toru Kitahara traveled through time, the elders of the Celestial Dynasty would always persuade him to drink at the wine table. Ever since he entered high school, his father had used the excuse that his child had grown up to persuade him to drink and exercise his alcohol tolerance.

I don’t know how this useless wine table culture became popular.

Halfway through drinking the juice, Kithara Toru found a familiar stranger coming in at the door - short blue hair, charming tear moles at the corners of his eyes, a pretty face that didn't show much emotion, and wearing the white uniform of Shimokitazawa High School. It was him. The second paper person’s wife, Miss Liang.

The cool sauce is so cute~

at the same time.

Yamada Ryoya looked at Kitahara Toru.

The two's eyes met for a few seconds and then separated quickly.

No matter how close they were in the simulation, in reality, they were just strangers who had never been in contact with each other.

Kitahara Toru is a man who can clearly distinguish between simulation and reality, and he will not be sentimental at all.

'...'

Miss Liang recalled his emotionless look just now. This was the first time she had been treated with such an indifferent look by Kithara Toru.

During the simulation, Kithara Toru's eyes were full of love every time he looked at her, and it never disappeared——

No matter the years they spent practicing bass together, the moment he fell in the snow and risked his life to protect her, or the last moments spent chatting with her on the hospital bed when death was not far away, his love never weakened.

Only then did Miss Liang really understand.

Everything is gone.

His love for her has disappeared into the unknown dimension with the end of the simulation, leaving not even dust behind.

……have nothing left.

The slight soreness in his heart made Yamada Ryo stand there for a moment.

She originally thought that Toru Kitahara in reality would be the same as in the simulation. He would come up to talk to her and smile at her when they first met. Unfortunately, everything was her delusion.

The Toru Kitahara who loved her was already dead. He was killed by her own hands and died in her arms.

The Kitahara Toru in front of her is just a similar flower. They have similar faces and similar voices, but their souls are completely different.

However, even so, Ryo Yamada was very happy to see Toru Kitahara again. She walked to the bar as if nothing had happened and ordered a glass of juice.

"I just listened to your bass under the overpass. It sounded great."

Completely different from the simulation, this time Miss Liang took the initiative and chose to talk.

"Thank you."

Kithara Toru turned his head and smiled at her.

This familiar smile made Yamada Ryo slightly stunned. She was a little sad and aggrieved and wanted to cry, but she held it back.

Miss Liang didn't want the first meeting between the two to be strange, nor did she want to become a weirdo in Kithara Tohru's heart.

Even if she can't be the other person's lover, she still has to work hard to become a friend.

'What to say. '

Ryo Yamada doesn’t know.

She and Toru Kitahara are not in the same school, so it would be inexplicable to talk about personal matters when they meet for the first time. How about talking about bass and music?Is it possible?

Thinking of this, Miss Liang was a little overwhelmed.

She has always maintained a strange personality. She does not participate in social activities, does not hang out in groups, and is a lone wolf far away from the wolves.

Yamada Ryo has never tried to make friends actively at all. In junior high school, the reason why she became best friends with Ijichi Hongka was because the other party forcibly struck up a conversation with her.

"Why do you have such a sad expression? Are you in trouble? Tell me?" Kithara Toru turned his face sideways and smiled to appreciate her interesting expression.

This is the first time I have seen cold sauce like this.

Quite cute.

"The band I formed with my friends... will have a performance early next month. But they can't sell... the tickets. Can you please... buy one?"

Lying was originally as easy as drinking water. Yamada Ryo, whose grandmother was forced to die from illness more than ten times by her, now stuttered. She didn't know why. It was probably because of the strong guilt in the simulation, so it was difficult to lie to Kitahara Toru.

In fact, the Nexus band hadn't even passed soundcheck, let alone performed on stage. It was all nonsense!

"How much does one cost?" Toru Kitahara recalled the contents of the simulator.

Liang Jiang is probably talking about the band that died young?

Please support me. It doesn't cost much anyway, so just pay for it for your favorite paper man's wife.

Those otakus who play mobile games can pay for love, and Toru Kitahara feels that he can do the same. Furthermore, a ticket is not worth much, and it cannot reach the price of 648 RMB.