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Fortunately, she was the only one who knew about it.

Hearing Miaomeng's refusal to forgive, Xiangzi lowered his head slightly but did not refute her.

Although she was forced to return home by her grandfather, objectively speaking, the new band fell apart because of her, just like when things were going badly.

Just as the two were in a moment of silence, Banami jumped down and said, "Nyanmu-chan, what do you think of this song?"

Hearing the boy take the initiative to ease the atmosphere, Miaomeng gently turned her head and said, "What dark gothic rock? It's just chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)."

Hearing Miaomeng's evaluation, or rather, hearing her evaluation as a "teammate," Xiangzi pursed her lips slightly.

However, Meow Dream then said, "However, the melody is not bad, probably because Banami plays the guitar well."

Xiangzi was somewhat surprised to hear that Miaomeng actually gave his song a positive review.

Seeing Xiangzi's gaze, Youtianji Ruomai couldn't take it anymore and said, "I was just praising Banami, it has nothing to do with you!"

Xiangzi slightly pursed his lips and remained silent.

Seeing these two awkward guys, Banai was speechless, but she still said, "I said, Xiaoxiang, since you have such thoughts in your heart, just say them out loud."

"Wh...what do you mean?" Xiangzi looked a little flustered.

Banami bluntly told Nyanmu, "You can probably tell that the current version of 'Ave Mujica' is incomplete; it was written with the melody in mind for a five-person band."

The bass and drums are now missing.

Miaomeng knew this all too well; everyone on the ave mujica account was criticizing it in the same way.

Then, Banami continued, "Leaving aside the bass, there happens to be an electronic drum set here. I heard your father say that this electronic drum set is still usable."

"How about joining us for a duet to complete this song?"

Although Xiangzi didn't say it, Banami actually understood that Xiangzi was hiding such thoughts, which is why she deliberately dragged him to practice in the morning.

However, Xiao Xiang absolutely could not say these words now, so he had to act as a peacemaker and mediate between these two awkward guys.

“I’ll… be the drummer?” Miao Meng looked at Xiang Zi with slight surprise.

As a result, Toyokawa Shoko acted hesitantly, seemingly expectant but unwilling to lower her head and beg him, just standing there blushing.

Miao dreamed that night when she took the initiative to complete the drumbeats for "Miss Shana". At that time, she was really itching to try it herself.

But... she subconsciously looked at the dusty electronic drum set on the stage.

In her mind, the image of a man wielding drumsticks on stage in a heroic manner floated into her mind, as if countless emotions were surging in her heart.

She looked disgusted and clenched her fist slightly, saying, "I absolutely will not touch the electronic drums here."

After saying that, Miaomeng turned and left.

Where she couldn't see, Xiangzi, who might have initially been somewhat hopeful, revealed an expression of disappointment and hurt.

Chapter 46 There is only one kind of heroism in the world

"I will absolutely not touch the electronic drums here."

After Yutenji Wakame finished speaking, she turned and left. It wasn't that she couldn't see Toyokawa Shoko's expectations, and it wasn't that she was really angry with the girl. Rather, the drum set had other meanings for her.

Miao Meng secretly regretted it, but she was never the kind of person who would apologize after regretting something. Even if she was wrong, she would stick to her guns, even if it would leave her battered and bruised.

However, as she turned to leave the tavern, she saw two people standing there.

"Sister..." It was her younger sister Ruo Sui, and the limping man next to her who looked like a bear.

Miao Meng's heart tightened slightly, but she seemed not to hear it and walked straight past the two of them.

When facing his eldest daughter, this usually cheerful and outgoing Kumamoto uncle seemed unusually silent. He did not stop his daughter from leaving, but Banami could not.

He glanced at the somewhat injured Xiangzi and called out to Ruomai who was leaving, "Hey, Miaomeng."

Just as he was about to give chase, he was grabbed by a strong wrist. Uncle Kumamoto looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Kid, come here."

"Huh?!" But before he could react, he was already being dragged to the back of the tavern by Miaomeng's father.

In front of the tavern, only Ruohui and Xiangzi remained standing there.

Suddenly, Ruo Sui said, "Miss Xiangzi, would you like to take a walk with me if you have time?"

Xiangzi looked at the other person with some surprise.

***

Banami, who was forcibly dragged to the back of the tavern, looked somewhat uneasy. He suddenly remembered that he, who already had a girlfriend, had been confessed to by the uncle's daughter, and the middle-aged man had clearly witnessed it all.

"Should I call you Hachiman-kun, or... Yu-kun?" Uncle Kumamoto said coldly.

"Oh, uncle, please don't call me that, it gives me goosebumps."

Normally only cute girls would call him by his name directly, so it felt awkward to be called that by such a burly uncle.

As a result, Uncle Kumamoto glared at him and shouted, "You think you're right to lie to me using a fake name?!"

"But you also used a fake name to deceive me, saying something like Uncle Kumamoto. Aren't you surnamed Yutenji?"

If she had known from the beginning that the man's surname was Yutenji, Banami would have run away long ago, and none of this would have happened.

“My name is Yutenji Kumamoto, so what? Is that a problem?” Uncle Kumamoto said fiercely.

Banami's head buzzed, and she almost couldn't hold back anymore.

So Kumamoto isn't a surname but a given name.

Seeing the boy's dumbfounded look, Uncle Kumamoto immediately pressed, "What exactly is your relationship with Ruomai!"

"Uh... friend?" Banami tilted her head slightly.

"Didn't she say she liked you?!" The uncle became even more excited.

"So...she has a crush on me?"

The main theme is courting death.

If you're going to get yourself killed, then go all out and get yourself killed.

"You little bastard, how can you not like such a good person as my daughter?!" The uncle's eyes were blazing with anger.

Seeing that he was somewhat amused and exasperated, Banai said, "Uh, how about I like her?"

"Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"So what do you want?"

Banai was getting impatient too, and the two men were staring at each other.

However, Banami could tell that Uncle Kumamoto was different from his usual carefree self; he genuinely cared about his daughter, but in front of Wakana, he always fell silent.

This made him somewhat puzzled, or rather, interested, especially by Miaomeng's attitude just now.

He could clearly see that Miaomeng was somewhat tempted by Xiangzi's invitation, but the key point was that her attitude became distant and unapproachable after the drum kit was mentioned.

Banai sat down and said, "Xiangzi and I met Miaomeng in Tokyo. I'm her friend, or more accurately, a bandmate. She... plays the drums. Did you know that, Uncle?"

When Banami changed the subject, the Kumamoto uncle, who was initially somewhat dissatisfied, had a complicated look in his eyes after hearing that Nyanmu was actually playing the drums.

He couldn't help but ask, "So can you tell me, Uncle, why does Miaomeng seem so cold towards you?"

About ten minutes later, Banami ran out of the tavern, seemingly looking for Yutenji Wakanagi, who had already left.

***

“Miss Xiangzi, I heard your conversation with my sister just now. Actually, my sister doesn’t hate you, but… because of Dad’s drum set.”

Shoko, who had been invited by Wakaho to take a walk in the fields, was somewhat surprised to hear this.

"Youtianji-kun, do you not get along with Uncle Kumamoto?" Xiangzi couldn't help but ask.

Ruo Sui looked at the rice fields in the distance, which had just been harvested and were bare, but under the sunlight, they felt exceptionally comfortable.

"In the past, it was great. Back then, Sister Ruomai admired her father the most. After all, her father is a hero of Kumamoto, so it's hard for anyone to dislike him."

Xiangzi thought about it carefully. Uncle Kumamoto was helpful and had a very good reputation in the area. Moreover, it was said that he could play the drums before he became lame and was also very good at bartending. It was normal for a child to admire such a person.

"So what exactly happened?" Xiangzi recalled the look of disgust on Banami's face when she suggested that Miaomeng be the drummer.

Xiangzi initially thought that Miaomeng disliked her, but in reality, it was because of Uncle Kumamoto's drum set.

Just then, several vehicles carrying rice passed by in the field.

Ruo Sui narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the cars, and said, "Miss Xiangzi, do you know that besides Kumamon, the main source of income for everyone in this place is Kikuchi rice, which is produced locally?"

Xiangzi and his friends have tried authentic Kikuchi rice these past few days, and it does taste quite good.

“I have indeed heard of Kikuchi rice in Tokyo.” Xiangzi nodded slightly.

Wakaho continued, "About three years ago, the agricultural cooperative came here and said that they wanted to purchase Kikuchi rice in bulk and sell it to Tokyo and overseas."

"However, the agricultural cooperatives initially drove down the purchase price to a very low level, and they also prohibited the original small-scale buyers from continuing to purchase. Everyone suddenly lost their income, and after the rice was harvested, it was all stored in the warehouse."

Hearing Ruohui's words, Xiangzi frowned, but this didn't seem strange to her.

Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, Xiangzi said, "Could it be that Uncle Kumamoto... took the initiative to step forward?"

Ruo Sui said, "Miss Xiangzi, don't you think the surname 'Youtianji' seems a bit exaggerated?"

Shoko, a young lady from a wealthy family, said, "Could it be that your family is a prestigious one in Kumamoto?"

"It's just a once prestigious family. Our family has long since declined. However, thanks to this surname, we do have some prestige in Kumamoto. And my father is the kind of person he is. Naturally, he took the initiative to negotiate with the agricultural cooperatives for everyone's sake, and there were even a few physical altercations because the agricultural cooperatives were pushing the prices down so low that they were practically bullying people. If everyone agreed, no one would have a way to survive."

Xiangzi finally understood why everyone was so enthusiastic about Uncle Kumamoto. It wasn't because of his surname, but because he would step forward when people really needed him.

But soon, Xiangzi paused slightly and said, "Then, Uncle Kumamoto's leg is lame because..."

Ruo Sui's face showed a slightly bitter expression as she said, "At that time, one night, my sister and I were at home waiting for Dad to come home for dinner, but Mom received a phone call and took us to the hospital. Then, we saw Dad covered in blood."

My father was attacked and his leg was broken. Everyone thought it was the farmers' association that did it, and they were all very angry and went to confront the farmers' association.

But it was nighttime, and there were no surveillance cameras around, so ultimately no evidence was found.

But at this moment, the agricultural cooperative softened its stance and raised the purchase price. Although it was still below expectations, it was much better than the initial price.

Everyone... left the decision to Dad, and at that time, Dad, who was still in the hospital... agreed.

At this moment, Xiangzi finally understood what Ruohui meant when she said, "Dad is a hero of Kumamoto."

Clearly, this is the farmers' cooperative's plan to lower prices: first deal with the local troublemakers, and then offer some incentives.

However, with the purchasing channels monopolized by agricultural cooperatives, there was nothing anyone could do.

Uncle Kumamoto, who took the initiative to stand up for everyone, unwittingly became the one who was sacrificed.

They even deliberately targeted his legs because the other party knew that Uncle Kumamoto was a drummer.

Ruo Sui paused for a moment, then said, "After everything was over, Dad was discharged from the hospital, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He continued to laugh and joke with everyone and still helped with chores. However, he stopped playing the drums."

"But my sister doesn't accept this result. She used to be a quiet person who admired our father a lot, but her personality has changed a lot since this incident."

"She always said that she wanted to make a name for herself in Tokyo, marry a rich man, and earn lots and lots of money."

"She said she would never stay in this wretched place called Kumamoto in her entire life."

Xiangzi clenched her fist slightly. At this moment, she understood why Yutenji Ruomai disliked that drum set so much.

You can even sense the other person's resentment. The father sacrificed for everyone in Kumamoto, but in the end, he became a victim, and even buried his dream of being a drummer.

What angered her most was her father's attitude. Even so, her father was still happy to help others and continued to help everyone in Kumamoto without asking for anything in return.

Her cold attitude towards her father stemmed from anger at his lack of ambition, and also from anger at her own powerlessness.

So, Yutenji Wakana left Kumamoto and went to Tokyo.

She didn't yearn for the hustle and bustle of Tokyo; she simply... hated Kumamoto, where her father had been sacrificed.

So she wanted to make a name for herself in Tokyo, hoping that one day she could return home in glory and show everyone that the daughter of that fool would no longer be that fool.

There is only one true heroism in the world: to love life even after recognizing its true nature.

Uncle Kumamoto is indeed a hero of Kumamoto.

But as a daughter, does Ruomai not even have the right to feel indignant on behalf of her father?

Chapter 47 Meow Dream, I like you... and everyone else too.

After running away, Yutenji Wakana found a riverbank in the fields and sat down, feeling somewhat withdrawn.

This trip back home was supposed to be for healing, but nothing good happened from beginning to end.

Unknowingly, I overheard the two of them talking. Even though I knew it was them, I still overheard. Yesterday, I couldn't help but confess to the boy, and I felt inferior to Toyokawa Shoko again.