After the little incident with Shiina Maki, the girls were smoothly brought into Taki's room by Kamijou Mutsuki.
"So it was because of something like this?"
After hearing his explanation, Anon almost burst out laughing.
She looked at Taki with her signature uneven-eyed expression.
"You called me an idiot before, but aren't you the same?"
"Getting hung up over something like this, honestly~"
"Shut up!"
Taki snapped stiffly, her fair face flushed red.
"Is it because my lyrics weren't good enough?"
Tomori, standing to the side, looked a bit self-blaming.
"It has nothing to do with you, Tomori!"
Taki quickly reassured her, then couldn't help but glare at Kamijou Mutsuki.
"Tomori's lyrics are, naturally, very—no, nine-out-of-ten—excellent."
Kamijou Mutsuki also smiled and added from the side.
"But since it's a MyGO!!!!! song, it might feel better if everyone works on it together~"
"So basically, we're writing a song together?"
Anon scratched her head.
However, as the girls looked at Tomori's lyrics, they felt a bit at a loss.
After all, with Tomori's talent, even if the work seemed incomplete to Kamijou Mutsuki, her lyrics were already undeniably solid.
For girls like Anon, who had barely touched lyric writing before, there was nothing obvious to critique—the main work still had to come from Tomori herself.
And after hearing Kamijou Mutsuki's earlier evaluation, Tomori had already vaguely sensed the issue.
But she felt like she was missing a crucial piece—something that kept her from breaking through that mental barrier.
"Tomori's songs are cries from the heart."
Seeing this, Kamijou Mutsuki offered a hint.
"The language of the heart doesn't necessarily have to be a song, right?"
"Poetry works too."
"Or maybe… a combination of both—poetic lyrics?"
"Poetry?"
Hearing this, Anon's expression changed slightly.
"Isn't that a bit too bold?"
Poetry…
But Tomori, after hearing Kamijou Mutsuki's words, seemed to suddenly understand something.
She picked up her notebook, softly humming a melody as she began revising her lyrics.
The girls watched as Tomori rewrote an entire song almost without pause, and couldn't help but marvel—so this was what a genius looked like?
"So basically, just Tomori is enough, right?"
Anon waved her hand as she said that.
"Mutsuki said this is a MyGO!!!!! song."
However, Tomori—who was usually single-threaded—seemed, for once, to have "upgraded her CPU," not fully immersing herself in her own world.
"So… I also want to feel everyone's emotions, and gather all of our voices together…"
"If Tomori says so…"
Anon clearly looked a bit eager to try.
Hearing Tomori's words, she couldn't help but think back on everything she had experienced since joining MyGO!!!!!.
"I also…"
Soyo gently pulled Raana along and joined in as well.
Of course, as complete beginners, they couldn't produce particularly outstanding lyrics.
But they had Tomori—the ultimate "translator"—who could turn their feelings into poetry and song without any sense of awkwardness.
From the small, unconscious smile on Tomori's face, it was clear she was enjoying herself.
"So, what about the composition? How are you planning to handle that?"
Taki, who was responsible for composing, stood beside Kamijou Mutsuki and asked.
Even if Tomori managed to write the "complete" lyrics he mentioned today, Taki didn't think she could compose a satisfactory piece in just one night.
"Isn't that always Taki-chan's job?"
As Kamijou Mutsuki spoke, he somehow pulled out a…
A chibi sticker?
The character on it was Taki herself, lying on a desk writing something—drawn in an adorable super-deformed style.
Looking at the sticker, Taki felt a strange sense of déjà vu.
This time, her memory worked unusually well.
This thing…
She'd seen something similar on Anon's forehead before.
Recalling the drastic improvement in Anon's guitar skills after that, Taki suddenly felt like she understood everything.
"I don't need that."
She grabbed Kamijou Mutsuki's wrist and said firmly.
"You're part of the band too, aren't you?"
For the first time, Taki—who had always been somewhat resistant toward him—said something like this.
"So you'll help me compose it… unless you're planning to slack off?"
By the time she finished speaking, she had already turned her head away, her cheeks flushed red.
Even she didn't quite understand why she had said that.
And so, by the time the girls had spent who-knows-how-long finally finishing the lyrics, they noticed that the atmosphere between those two off to the side had somehow become a bit… subtle.
Before they could think too much about it, Taki took the lyrics.
Next—it was her turn.
The newly revised lyrics had gone through multiple edits. They didn't look very polished, but the differences were clearly visible to the naked eye.
"So for composing, it can only be Rikki alone…"
Anon muttered this subconsciously as she watched the scene unfold.
Before she could even finish speaking, she saw Kamijou Mutsuki step closer as well.
"This new lyric… here, it should…"
For Taki right now, composing music for the new lyrics was indeed quite a challenging task.
At the beginning, the girl didn't even know where to start.
However, with Kamijou Mutsuki's help, things became much easier for her.
In fact, even just a single idea from her could be immediately turned into reality by him.
For a moment, Taki couldn't help but feel a little dazed, as if she had returned to the time when CRYCHIC hadn't disbanded yet.
When Sakiko used to guide her, did it feel like this too?
No—this felt completely different!
At this moment, Taki finally understood what it meant to be a national-level artist.
It wasn't just the violin—his strength was comprehensive in every aspect.
Compared to him, even Sakiko, whom she once could only look up to, now seemed almost like an ordinary person.
But why was it that she didn't feel…
That sense of inferiority she used to feel whenever she thought of Sakiko?
Instead, there was a strange sense of reassurance.
"Here, it should be…"
Kamijou Mutsuki's voice pulled the girl back to reality, and then she felt the slightly warm breath of the boy near her.
Since when had they gotten this close…
If it were before, she would definitely have pushed him away with a look of disgust.
But now, she only stiffened, letting an unnatural blush creep up to her ears.
It's just for composing…
Taki began to persuade herself, almost like Soyo would.
But her attention couldn't focus on the lyrics in front of her at all.
Something's off—very off, even nine out of ten off…
Off to the side, Anon stroked her chin as she watched the ambiguous atmosphere between the two, frowning.
Taki and Kamijou Mutsuki…
No way, right?
After all, in MyGO!!!!!, the one who rejected Kamijou Mutsuki the most was Taki.
Anon felt that even if she herself ended up liking Kamijou Mutsuki, Taki still wouldn't!
…Wait, no, there's no way she'd like that scumbag. That was just a metaphor!
At the same time, Soyo couldn't help but narrow her eyes.
Even Taki too…
Her rival—no, Mutsumi's rival—there were just too many of them, weren't there?
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