In Hotaru's eyes, Mutsumi stood as straight as a log, unmoving.
Only her hair danced in the wind.
The scene was quite beautiful.
However, Soyo was still shedding tears beside him, so it wasn't appropriate to continue admiring this painting.
And the wind was picking up.
Hotaru suddenly realized that, no, this wasn't the time to be concerned about that.
Mutsumi didn't seem to have any intention of speaking.
Soyo, needless to say, with her head bowed and a lost expression, had no desire to speak at all.
No matter how he looked at her, she clearly needed some comfort.
Who would comfort her?
Him?
Hotaru didn't think he was very good at comforting crying girls.
Moreover, no matter what, there was a more suitable person on the scene than him, and that was Mutsumi, who had come with Soyo.
Girls help girls; leave professional matters to professionals.
So Hotaru walked up to Mutsumi and reminded her:
"Mutsumi-san, right? How about... you comfort Soyo?"
Mutsumi was silent, then thought of something, her eyelids drooped, and finally she shook her head.
Hotaru felt strange and asked, confused:
"What's wrong?"
Mutsumi replied in a low voice:
"I don't know how to comfort her."
This kind of thing seems like something you girls would be better at.
Hotaru was about to say.
But then he thought again.
That's not right!
Mutsumi had been quiet and expressionless from beginning to end.
She looked a bit dull, though adorably so.
She probably wasn't good at chatting or expressing herself.
Got it!
She's a 'Three No' girl.
Seeing Mutsumi still thinking.
Hotaru patted her shoulder and encouraged her:
"It's okay, you and Soyo are good friends, right?"
"My relationship with Soyo is definitely not as close as yours."
"She's very sad right now, and this is when she needs your comfort the most."
After hearing Hotaru's words, Mutsumi's calm eyes actually brightened for a moment.
She nodded obediently and responded softly:
"Mm."
Hotaru nodded; the 'Mutsumi-head' was quite obedient.
Mutsumi walked in front of Soyo.
"Soyo..."
"Sakiko has already left."
After speaking, Mutsumi's beautiful eyes looked back at Hotaru, as if asking if that was okay.
Hotaru could see Soyo's body struggle for a moment.
It proved she had heard, and then her face grew even gloomier.
Hotaru's lips twitched slightly; why did you have to keep provoking her?
Sure enough, he had to step in.
He waved to Mutsumi, and she quickly and obediently ran back to Hotaru's side.
Hotaru bent down and whispered in her ear: "You tell Soyo... and then give her a hug."
Mutsumi nodded her small head and quickly went back to Soyo's side to repeat what Hotaru had taught her.
"Soyo."
"Please don't cry for now, okay? There are still people on the road. I won't leave, I'll stay here with you."
Finally, she gave her a gentle hug.
Soyo stopped her tears.
Hotaru and Mutsumi's faces immediately lit up with joy.
"Why..."
Soyo muttered to herself somewhat calmly.
Then she looked up and asked in an accusatory tone:
"Why didn't you say a word just now, Mutsumi!"
...Mutsumi gradually retreated under her demanding gaze.
Sakiko didn't want others to know anything about her.
But Mutsumi had no intention of explaining.
However, looking at the silent Mutsumi, Soyo felt a complicated mix of emotions, and even more unwillingness and grievance in her heart.
Why did she try so hard to get Sakiko back, but Mutsumi wouldn't help at all?
It was one thing not to help before, but she could have at least said something just now!
"Don't you want Sakiko to come back?"
"Say something, Mutsumi!"
"I..."
Mutsumi clutched her skirt hem, somewhat at a loss, just as she was about to apologize to Soyo.
Hotaru stepped in front of her.
"Wait! Soyo, calm down."
"Don't blame Mutsumi-san so much; you're scaring her."
"Mutsumi-san probably has her own difficulties too."
Hotaru explained for her.
"Ah, yes... you're right..."
Hotaru's words seemed to enlighten Soyo.
Soyo remembered Mutsumi once saying, 'I've never found playing in a band fun.'
So she self-mockingly said with some despondency:
"I'm sorry, Mutsumi, I know you didn't mean to..."
Mutsumi had just gathered her courage to look up again.
Soyo's next words, however, struck her like a bolt of lightning.
"After all... Mutsumi has always been like this..."
Although it was well hidden, Hotaru could still detect a deep sense of loss from Mutsumi's lowered and deepened eyelids.
Sigh!
Hotaru let out a light sigh.
Why did these two also feel so troublesome?
But at least he didn't feel the same heavy emotions as with Tomori.
Looking at Mutsumi, Hotaru comforted her:
"Don't take it too much to heart; Soyo is not in a good mood right now."
"Mm..."
Mutsumi replied in a very soft voice.
"Beep beep! Beep..."
At this moment.
The phone in Mutsumi's arms suddenly made a sound.
Hotaru also heard it and stepped back two paces to give her some personal space.
Mutsumi quickly took out her phone and glanced at it; she knew it was time for her piano lesson.
But Soyo was still here, and she hadn't finished comforting Soyo.
Mutsumi held her phone, looked at Soyo with concern, then looked at Hotaru and said:
"Help Soyo."
The other person was someone even Sakiko was willing to trust.
Mutsumi believed that he could do it.
At least, he could do better than her.
If Hotaru hadn't been there, perhaps she could only have stood there with Soyo, without saying a word.
Until Soyo recovered on her own, or someone came to find them...
"Ah?"
Hotaru raised an eyebrow slightly, a little surprised, and guessed that the other person might have to leave.
"Is that not possible?"
Mutsumi's usually emotionless voice also carried a hint of weakness.
Under Mutsumi's calm gaze, Hotaru nodded.
Actually, even if Mutsumi hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have left Soyo alone here.
After all, they were neighbors and friends he had eaten with.
And there were music note rewards.
He had watched enough of the drama just now; eventually, he had to do some work.
Seeing Hotaru agree, Mutsumi bowed deeply to Hotaru in gratitude,
"Thank you."
Mutsumi quickly left.
Cannot be late, cannot be late.
If she was late, she wouldn't be able to come out so easily next time.
Watching Mutsumi's figure disappear into the distance.
Hotaru looked at Soyo again.
Her flaxen hair was somewhat disheveled by the strong wind, and she showed no intention of tidying it.
Hotaru sighed inwardly.
Soyo, ah, Soyo...
You seem to have been abandoned.
Are you Crychic members really that disunited?
Even if you disband, can't you still be good friends?
This band has big problems!
Thinking this, he suddenly felt a little sorry for Soyo.
Imagine if he encountered such a situation... No, I wouldn't encounter such a situation.
Suddenly.
Hotaru felt a raindrop the size of a soybean hit his face.
Was it raining?
Hotaru subconsciously looked up at the sky.
Unbeknownst to him, the originally clear, cloudless sky had become overcast, as if casting a shadow over the entire world.
The howling wind also grew stronger and stronger.
Heavy rain was coming!
Hotaru couldn't help but exclaim: "It feels... just like Soyo's mood right now!"
After speaking, Hotaru furtively glanced at Soyo, and only after realizing she seemed not to have heard did he let out a sigh of relief.
And just as Hotaru was expressing his feelings through the scenery.
Suddenly, the sound of "whoosh!" of rain entered his ears.
The rainwater, under the combined force of the strong wind and gravity, was falling rapidly and violently.
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