"You, you... Let go."
Miku's sudden attack caught Inaba Tsukiyo a little off guard. Just as she was about to forcibly break free, she felt Miku's trembling body.
This girl... is afraid. Although her emotions have mostly recovered, her fear hasn't subsided.
Soft-hearted, Inaba Tsukiyo hesitated for a moment, giving up the idea of breaking free. She put her hand on Miku's head and gently stroked it.
'You... what exactly did you experience?'
What exactly did this Miku girl experience? Why does she use her Spirit powers to hide her fear?
After holding her for a while, waiting until Miku's heartbeat returned to normal, Inaba Tsukiyo wanted to push Miku away.
But this girl didn't intend to let go of Inaba Tsukiyo. She even went so far as to put her hand on Inaba Tsukiyo's butt, and her hands began to wander restlessly.
"### Let go, or I'll cut off your hands. Yosuga Miku."
The murderous words made Miku's delicate body tremble. She quietly raised her head and, upon discovering the murderous look in Inaba Tsukiyo's eyes, playfully raised her hands.
"Really... Tsukiyo-chan is so gentle, why do you still have to put on such a serious act? You looked so cute just now..."
"Then why do you mix power that can influence other people's emotions into your voice? In the end, you're just trying to hide yourself. I'm just wearing a mask myself."
Facing everything with a calm demeanor and treating others with a serious attitude is the mask that Inaba Tsukiyo wears.
Inaba Tsukiyo, whose mood suddenly became a little irritable, took out a ceramic pipe and held it in her mouth, leaning back in her chair and looking at the night sky of Amamiya City outside the window.
She remembered that when she was still alive, they would stay together on the balcony on these quiet nights to admire the stars in the sky.
"Tsukiyo-chan... you..."
Seeing Inaba Tsukiyo holding a pipe, Miku thought that Inaba Tsukiyo had a habit of smoking.
But Inaba Tsukiyo didn't take out any tobacco, she was just holding the pipe and sitting there, as if she was reminiscing about something.
"Moo~ You're talking to someone, but you're still distracted thinking about other things. Is chatting with me such a boring thing?"
"If you can stop thinking about taking advantage of me, I might be able to chat with you. I don't want to keep chatting with someone who wants to attack me."
"At... attack, there's no such thing. Can things between girls be called attacks? It's just ordinary fun between girls, Tsukiyo-chan, you clearly don't have any friends."
"It's as if you have a lot of friends. Don't treat those guys who are bewitched by your voice as friends. If you're not stupid, you should know the meaning of friends."
"Besides, what kind of friend would touch someone else's butt? If I didn't stop you, were you planning to stick your hand directly inside?
"Wuu wuu wuu~ There's no such thing."
Miku turned her head to the side guiltily. In fact, she did intend to stick her hand inside.
In the past, when dealing with those cute female fans, Miku would have some relatively intimate contact with them. What just happened was just a small appetizer.
'I seem to be a little too anxious. Tsukiyo-chan only let me hug her under the guise of comforting me, but I did something that would decrease her affection for me.'
'But Tsukiyo-chan smells really good. I wonder what kind of perfume she has that made me lose my composure like this.'
Turning around and taking out a mirror to confirm that there was no drool on her face, Miku naturally put the mirror back, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Back to the topic, you want my song, that's fine. You want to be friends with me, that's also fine. But my condition is to hear your real voice. I want you to sing the song I give you with your original voice."
"...I, I can't do it."
Miku lowered her head somewhat dejectedly. Sing with her original voice? She... she can't do it.
Yosuga Miku is not a very remarkable person. Besides having an excellent singing talent, she is not good at studying, nor is she good at sports.
Apart from her voice, which she can show off, in the eyes of others, she is just a pretty vase.
But when she sang with her original voice, she was abandoned by others. When she needed help, no one stood by her side.
The pain in her heart caused her to develop psychogenic aphonia and lose her voice. Despairing at the loss of her voice, she even wanted to end her voice.
If... if she doesn't use this voice, she will return to being an idol with no support, and she will lose everything and become useless.
"...Forget it, since you don't intend to accept my suggestion, I won't force you. After all, your choice has nothing to do with me. It's your own choice."
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