Hearing the fans cheering her on.
Thinking of how Bai Qiu had even learned to play the Bass Guitar to support her.
He had never once looked down on her.
At this moment, Gotou Hitori felt a surge of energy.
She had both fighting spirit and strength.
And, it looked like Qiu-kun didn't want to lose.
Gotou Hitori felt she had to do something.
Her soft fingertips slid across the fretboard.
The alternating strumming became more and more skillful.
Beautiful melodies kept coming.
Bai Qiu held the Bass Guitar, silently cooperating with Hitori.
Because he had just started with the Bass Guitar, his hands didn't have any calluses.
Also, after pressing the strings for a long time, his fingertips were also red.
From this point of view, playing the piano was indeed better.
But Bai Qiu was also listening carefully.
Now he also understood.
Why do so many people like guitars? Because people who can show off their skills with a guitar are really cool.
It's attractive.
Gotou Hitori felt this way.
Iroha Nana on the opposite side also felt the same.
Iroha Nana's eyes narrowed slightly, blinking in a daze.
She seemed surprised by the sudden change in front of her.
Sure enough, that pink-haired woman was very good at playing the guitar.
She just wouldn't play with her.
She wanted to see what was happening on the other side of the crowd.
However, with her height and being surrounded, she couldn't see a thing.
So, Iroha Nana gave up.
She started to immerse herself in her playing.
And so, a scene unfolded.
On one side, Iroha Nana's free-spirited, irregular improvisation.
On the other side, Bai Qiu and Gotou Hitori's tacit cooperation on a pop song.
The audience chose what they liked to listen to.
Some people couldn't resist dashing back and forth between the two venues.
They didn't want to miss anything.
Among the crowd.
Hachiman Mirea watched Bai Qiu and Gotou Hitori with her beautiful, emerald eyes.
Iroha Nana's performance was also wonderful.
But since she often went to RiNG, Mirea wasn't hearing it for the first time; she knew the other person's technique was excellent.
As for Gotou Hitori's guitar.
Hachiman Mirea had initially thought the other person was a beginner.
To her surprise, the other person suddenly displayed professional-level skill.
It was Bai Qiu's left-handed Bass Guitar that had initially caught her interest.
From her professional perspective, it seemed like a beginner. While the fingerwork wasn't particularly advanced, the fundamentals were solid.
He was a good prospect for playing the Bass Guitar.
That's why she was even more interested in these two peers.
The playing on both sides gradually slowed down, the guitar sound also slowly diminished, until it disappeared.
The performances ended one after another.
The audience clapped their hands, paji paji.
"You cooperated well."
Hachiman Mirea said to Bai Qiu, who was standing in front.
Bai Qiu was slightly stunned. So, someone was still paying attention to the Bass Guitar.
He replied, touched, "Thank you."
Hachiman Mirea nodded.
Beside them.
Bocchi-chan didn't have the courage to look up at that cold face.
She thought she was being praised.
So, Bocchi-chan's expression brightened.
"Eh, thank you... ehhehe... thank you..."
Hachiman Mirea added, "You're not bad either."
At the same time.
Some passersby began to tip with praise.
The same happened with Iroha Nana.
Hachiman Mirea looked around, thinking for a moment.
So there was a part like this?
Then she started patting herself down.
Mirea frowned slightly.
Finally, she took a bottle of drink out of her bag.
A little embarrassed, she placed it in front of the two of them.
"That's all I have," Hachiman Mirea explained.
Bai Qiu looked at it curiously.
Melting milk pudding, orange flavor.
Bai Qiu smiled indifferently, "Thanks, it's just what I needed to quench my thirst."
What it was didn't matter; the main thing was that it was a recognition of him and Bocchi-chan.
At this moment.
Clang!
A liquor bottle rolled to the feet of the few of them.
"Playing... hic!"
"So good!"
"Now…" hic!
"Young people these days are so amazing!"
A lazy female voice drifted over.
The group turned their heads towards the sound.
Bai Qiu was just about to say something in thanks.
He caught a whiff of alcohol.
The source of the scent was approaching with a swaying gait, her geta clacking with each step.
Seeing this.
Some of the nearby audience quickly moved away.
From the flush on her cheeks, it was clear that this person had drunk a lot of alcohol.
No one wanted to get into trouble.
Bai Qiu's eyelids twitched.
It's you, you drunkard!
Hiroi Kikuri.
Bai Qiu decided to take back what he'd just said; this wasn't something to be taken back at all.
"What's wrong?"
"Why isn't anyone talking?"
"Ehehehehe!"
Hiroi Kikuri looked at everyone with a puzzled expression, her eyes briefly sparkling.
"Oh~ Mirea, you're here too! Wanna drink with me?"
She giggled as she walked towards Mirea, but ended up in front of Bai Qiu.
"Oh no, no, you don't seem old enough to drink yet."
Hiroi Kikuri muttered to herself.
Then he reached out towards the Mirea in her eyes, but it was actually Bai Qiu.
However, it was skillfully avoided.
Bai Qiu didn't want to be tainted by the smell of alcohol, nor did he want to be vomited on.
Seeing this.
Bocchi-chan hid fearfully behind Bai Qiu.
This person in front of them, no matter how you looked at it, was just too dangerous!
Bai Qiu pointed uncertainly, and said, "The Mirea you're talking about is that one, right?"
Hachiman Mirea's originally indifferent face also revealed a trace of helplessness, "Senior Hiroi, I'm here."
She met this drunkard at a livehouse in Shinjuku.
"Oh, is that so?" Hiroi Kikuri wiped her eyes and said to Bai Qiu, "Sorry, sorry..."
Hachiman Mirea then said to Bai Qiu, "Don't mind her."
"Eh? Why is that?"
Hiroi Kikuri, upon hearing this, squeezed out a few tears with her drunken face.
"I'll be so sad."
"Don't bother others, I'll go first."
Hachiman Mirea said this, nodded to Bai Qiu, and turned to leave.
Hiroi Kikuri pouted, "I'm not like that!"
However, Hachiman Mirea had already disappeared.