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Banami laughed and said, "I've completely become one with writing. I don't even know if I write because I like it or because it's profitable."

It's probably the latter, but it doesn't really matter to me anymore.

Although music and writing are not the same thing, they lead to the same goal: these are issues that creators will encounter.

Xiangzi looked at the boy gently, wanting to tell him that no matter what others did, she was always his most loyal reader.

She liked the stories the other person created, even though she always played a strange role in them.

And the female lead is never herself.

Even so, I still like it.

However, saying it aloud would only make the boy more smug and shameless, so Xiangzi chose to be arrogant.

"So, you should be happy to know that you truly love music, so why are you unhappy?"

Xiangzi pursed his lips, unable to speak, but Banai seemed to understand and said, "Are you worried about your surname?"

Xiangzi nodded gently: "Xi, Grandpa is right about something. I can't keep running away forever. This trip of ours isn't just about running away, right?"

“That’s how it is.” Banami nodded gently.

"My goal for this journey is to get Grandpa to acknowledge my relationship with you. But what Grandpa said makes sense. I am the only heir left in the Toyokawa family. In the end, I still have to take on this role."

I don't dislike inheriting the Toyokawa family, after all, it was the Toyokawa family that raised me.

I'm just... just indifferent to this.

But if that's the case, Xi, I've already been willful in this matter, so I might not be able to continue liking music.

The girl spoke in a slightly sighing voice.

Taking on the Toyokawa family responsibility is an obligation for Shoko, who bears this surname. Between Banami and the surname, she has already chosen the boy.

Therefore, when faced with the choice between music she liked and a surname she had no feelings for but was forced to choose, she had to choose the latter.

On this journey, she might be able to create that dark gothic world, but when the journey ends, no matter what the outcome is between her and Banami, she will probably be cut off from music.

"Hey, Xi, when the time comes, will you take my place and organize 'Ave Mujica' again?"

"If it were you, neither Miss Yutenji nor Hatsuka would have any objections."

"I'll try to persuade Mutsu. Hachiman actually admires you quite a bit, so it should be fine."

Xiangzi said softly.

Banami tilted her head slightly and said with a smile, "If I really formed a band with them, wouldn't you be jealous?"

Xiangzi pouted slightly, a sour feeling welling up inside him, and said, "Don't even mention being jealous in the future, just thinking about it now makes me so sour..."

He couldn't help but want to laugh at this jealous little thing, but then he heard Xiangzi say seriously, "But this is the only thing I allow you to be 'fickle,' please, Xi, if it's you, you can definitely fulfill my 'dream' perfectly."

Even if she and Hanami achieve the best possible outcome, with Hanami being accepted by her grandfather, Shoko's other dream will come to an abrupt end. Therefore, Shoko chooses to entrust her dream to her lover.

Xiangzi also understood that no one should be too greedy. Even though she was Toyokawa Xiangzi, she still had to make choices. This was... proof of growth.

In order to be with Hanami, she was willing to compromise in negotiations with her grandfather and become the kind of successor he wanted.

"Xi, I actually really enjoy being on stage."

Xiangzi murmured, looking somewhat sad, but also as if he might fall asleep at any moment.

Banami gently stroked her hair and whispered in her ear, "Dreams only have meaning if you accomplish them yourself. Don't worry, I'll find a way."

Although Xiangzi knew it was an unsolvable situation, and even Banami couldn't possibly have a good solution, hearing the boy's gentle comfort still made her feel warm and comforted.

Chapter Nineteen: The Meaning of Travel

When Xiangzi slowly woke up, she found herself already lying in bed, with the first light of dawn outside the window, indicating that she had been asleep for a long time without realizing it.

I just remembered that before I fell asleep, I was probably in the bathhouse, and that I was probably carried to bed by Banami.

At that moment, she was in the boy's arms, and Xiangzi noticed that he was leaning against the headboard and didn't seem to be asleep. So the girl said in a languid tone, "What are you thinking about?"

"I miss you," Hanami replied as if on cue.

"You're so glib." Xiangzi couldn't help but chide him coquettishly.

"Eh, I didn't expect SAKI-chan to want to play like this. No problem."

After saying that, Banai tried to pull back the covers and crawl inside, but Xiangzi pressed his head down hard and shouted, "Idiot... idiot, it's dirty there."

"SAKI-chan, what are you thinking? I just wanted to lick your little belly, tsk tsk, SAKI-chan, you little pervert." Banami said with a hint of mockery.

Early in the morning, Teacher Da Xiang's low blood pressure was cured. He slapped him hard on the head and said, "Keep your hands to yourself."

“Give it a squeeze, who knows, it might even surpass Su Shi’s mother,” Banami said earnestly.

"Hmph, what's so good about someone with big breasts and no brains?" Xiangzi said, embarrassed and annoyed.

Banami paused for a moment, wondering what Suze's mother would think if she heard Shoko's evaluation.

After a while of playful banter, the two calmed down. Xiangzi asked, "Stop joking around. What are you thinking about? You look so serious."

"Of course I'm thinking about our next stop. I don't know why, but something feels off. We've stayed in Kobe for too long."

Xiangzi nodded slightly. In fact, she felt the same way. Although the two of them had done a good job of counter-surveillance, after all, with the help of Miaomiao's little gadgets, the feeling of unease increased day by day once they stayed for a long time.

This is probably what they call fleeing.

"I now think of two options: one is to go west, cross the Seto Inland Sea, and go to Kochi or Ehime in Shikoku; the other is to continue forward and go to Kyushu."

Actually, I'm fine with going anywhere, I'm just a little hesitant.

"Let's go to Shikoku," Xiangzi said casually.

"Oh, that's possible, but why?" Banami asked, feigning an excuse.

Xiangzi curled his lip slightly and said, "Trying to play dumb with me, huh? Kumamoto Prefecture is in Kyushu, isn't it?"

Kumamoto, on the other hand, is the hometown of a certain wicked woman.

Xiangzi once lay in a coffin there, watching the entire love story between Banami and her, and had absolutely no good impression of Kumamoto.

Banai couldn't help but chuckle and said, "No problem, I'll do whatever you say."

Anyway, Meowmon is probably staying in Tokyo now, so going to Kumamoto wouldn't make a difference.

"By the way, write a word on this piece of paper, anything will do."

Suddenly, Banai took out a notepad and pen and handed them to Xiangzi.

Although somewhat puzzled, Xiangzi still wrote her name, "SAKI," on the sticky note.

Banami folded the note and hid it deep in the drawer.

Seeing her lover's slightly puzzled look, Banami said, "It's just an insurance policy."

Hearing what Banami said, Xiangzi roughly understood that it must be some kind of wonderful little gadget.

Soon after, the two packed their meager belongings, which consisted of just two backpacks, since suitcases were inconvenient for moving around.

When Xiangzi left the room, he glanced at his watch and saw that it was just past six in the morning.

Xiangzi originally wanted to greet the neighbors next door, but it would be too stupid to make a fuss at a time like this.

"Are you two checking out?" Kanako, who was on night duty, asked.

Banai agreed and then checked out, but Xiangzi quickly said, "Excuse me, do you have paper and pen here?"

Kanako smiled and agreed, then took out paper and pen and handed them to Xiangzi. The girl wrote something on them, folded them up, and said to the boy, "Do you still have the cookies we made by hand before?"

Banami took a small bag of biscuits out of her backpack.

Xiangzi handed the biscuits and the note to Jia Naizi, saying, "Please give the note and biscuits to the guest next door after she wakes up. She will understand what it means."

Kanako tilted her head slightly, but still agreed.

As Xiangzi walked to the door, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at the window of the girl he had just met.

Although they ultimately failed to meet, Xiangzi didn't feel regretful. This, perhaps, is what travel is all about.

Xiangzi couldn't help but smile and said to Nami, "Let's go to Ehime. I've heard that the mandarin oranges there taste really good. I've been wanting to try them for a long time."

***

When Miaomeng woke up, the sun was already high in the sky, but she still looked like she hadn't woken up yet.

After all, she had stayed at the front desk all day yesterday and didn't get back to her room to sleep until almost 3 a.m. Looking at the time, she had to catch the train back to her hometown in Kumamoto.

As she yawned and pulled her suitcase out of the hotel room, she looked at the door next to her and became angrier and angrier. If it weren't for those two messing around with Jill last night, would she be in this half-dead state now?

So Miaomeng couldn't help but pound on the door and say, "Miss Shana of Ave Mujica, come out here! You have the guts to sleep with men but not the guts to come out?"

Fortunately, there were only two rooms on the first floor of the hotel, otherwise everyone else would have thought there was some kind of show to watch.

But after a while, there was still no response from the other end of the room. She whispered, "Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? It's just a meeting, I'm not going to eat you."

Having thought this through, Miao Meng turned her head arrogantly and went downstairs. "Since you don't want to know me, I'm still very proud."

But when she went downstairs to complete the formalities, she saw Kanako hand her a note and a small bag of cookies.

"Miss Shana instructed me to give this to you before checking out," Kanako said with a smile.

Miao Meng paused slightly, then said, "She... checked out?"

"Yes, we left just as dawn broke."

Hearing Kanako's words, Meow felt a little empty and lost, but subconsciously opened the note that "Shana" had left for her.

To you, a stranger I met by chance and whose name I do not know:

"How about that? My love with my partner is pretty intense, isn't it?"

When Ruomai saw this, she couldn't help but sneer. This guy was actually showing off. Shameless!

"I imagine you're experiencing the bittersweet feeling of love right now. So don't be discouraged even if you've just broken up; I'm sure you'll find your own love again."

Girls who like music are not bad people.

These cookies were handmade by my partner and me. I'm sharing some with you in the hopes that they will bring you good luck.

Shana, whom you don't want to know.

Ruomai, already seated on the tram, looked at the note for the third time and whispered, "When I wanted to get to know you, you just ran away."

Ruomai murmured these words to herself, then gently took a bite of the Lover's Cookie, which was said to bring her good luck.

The sweet taste rises on the taste buds, just like sweet love.

Ruomai leaned gently against the glass window and took out the ring with "SAKI" written on it from her pocket.

She felt a pang of regret for not having met him, but with that thought, she slowly closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

The tram carried her alone towards her hometown in Kumamoto.

Little did she know that the "Miss Shana" she regretted not meeting was not heading in a different direction towards Ehime, but was in the next carriage, very close to her.

Travel is always full of surprises and the extraordinary, whether it's parting or meeting.

Chapter Twenty: Next Stop - Kumamoto

Rewind a little, to early morning. Banami and Shoko arrived at the station with their bags, ready to catch the first train to leave Kobe.

But as soon as they got off the bus, Banami seemed to realize something was wrong, and then gently pulled his girlfriend along.

"What's wrong?" Xiangzi asked, somewhat puzzled.

"There are too few people," said Banami.

"But it's early morning, there aren't many people around..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiangzi also sensed something was wrong. Even if there were few customers, why were there no staff members?

Just then, men dressed in black, resembling security guards, began to appear from all directions around the station entrance.

Banai instinctively shielded Xiangzi in front of her.

The girl's eyes widened in surprise. She recognized some of the people there, but...

"Why did the Toyokawa family find us...?"

When staying at the hotel, the two used aliases. During their stage performances, they used the name Ave Mujica. After wearing masquerade masks, no one could tell what they looked like.

Where exactly was the oversight that the Toyokawa family found a flaw in?

Looking at the number of people present, Xiangzi couldn't help but feel a chill.