MYGO!!!!!
Five exclamation marks. Five absolute lunatics.
A "seemingly ordinary" girl band—
a band bound by the gravity of "a lifetime."
Built on the remains of CRYCHIC,
held together by a runaway-from-UK mediator—
A band of absolute problem children.
If we go the normal route, let me think…
Ah, right.
The "long-term vegetarian" ignored you all,
threw herself entirely at a certain succubus,
got completely captivated,
and became ridiculously humble.
If you followed and recorded yesterday—
you already know her attitude.
Keep that recording safe.
Once I collect the Holy Relic and summon a Servant,
I'll personally come retrieve it.
Until then—
keep it and enjoy it yourself.
And back it up a few times.
Don't you dare lose it.
Anyway—
since someone is already ignoring the band,
with fewer members, forget LIVE—
you can't even practice.
So—
Penguin (Tomori) personally went to confront her,
and learned her answer.
…Actually, explaining everything is getting annoying.
Skip the irrelevant parts.
Tomori's brain doesn't work well.
Indecisive. Slow. Can't speak. Can't choose.
So—
"You're not needed."
Watching Tomori fail to speak—
that thought surfaced in your mind.
Tomori doesn't need you.
Nagasaki Soyo doesn't need you either.
A split was inevitable.
And where there's a split—
there's a "box"—
I mean, reunion.
Everyone scatters.
Tomori is obviously unhappy.
"Didn't we say we'd be a band for life?!"
But she can't say it.
Because she's basically a socially anxious penguin.
So what does she do?
"Poetry."
She writes lyrics.
Sings her heart.
Then grabs your hand—
and screams:
"GU GU GA GA!!"
A true penguin cry.
For girl bands—
there's nothing a LIVE can't fix.
And if there is—
just do another one.
Anyway—
you get emotionally influenced.
So you expose Soyo,
and when she shows up saying
"I'll end everything" like a parrot copying Sakiko—
you let Penguin drag her on stage.
Boom.
Perfect reunion.
Everyone cries.
Then everyone makes sushi.
So—
if you want the original route:
➡️ Do a LIVE.
LIVE is invincible.
But—
if you don't want that route—
listen to me.
Your band's only real problem is:
Long-term vegetarian (Soyo).
She's insecure.
Lacks maternal love.
A textbook case of a girl raised in a single-parent household
by a career-focused mother.
Because her mother neglected her emotionally—
she redirected her need for love onto others.
Specifically—
Sakiko.
A smiling "angel" who reached out to her.
A band that felt like a family.
A place that satisfied her craving for love.
Once she tasted that—
she became addicted.
Obsessed.
Clinging.
Binding everyone together.
CRYCHIC disbanded?
"No—it didn't.
It's just that no one shows up anymore."
Even now—
she still dreams of reviving it.
…Honestly?
That's kind of hilarious.
I said it already:
Sakiko is not your mom. Are you deaf?
So the root conflict is simple:
She treats Sakiko like a mother.
To fix everything—
to reunite the band—
to roll sushi together—
you only need to do one thing:
Destroy the "maternal filter" she has toward Sakiko.
And say:
"She can be replaced."
So—
you.
Pink little milk dragon.
You become her mother.
"..."
Honestly—
this is where I should stop.
But let me add one more thing.
Even though Penguin is called "human"—
she's really just a penguin that can't speak.
And even though you're called "milk dragon"—
you don't actually have any nurturing capability.
"Reading complete. Reading points +1."
The voice echoed.
But—
it didn't stop.
Immediately after—
more system prompts followed.
"Total accumulated reading points: 62. 'Skill' module unlocked."
"You may now allocate reading points to available skills."
"You have received one free message opportunity."
"Current free messages: 1."
Four notifications in a row.
And—
Arisu Sakayanagi's eyes lit up again.
Now this—
was interesting.
Two months.
Right on schedule—
a new function unlocked.
Last time—
it was messaging.
And honestly—
she regretted wasting it on a simple "?"
This time—
she wouldn't.
But messaging could wait.
What really caught her attention was—
Skills.
"…Skills?"
Skill.
Technique. Ability.
Something gained through effort and learning.
But—
what did that have to do with the diary?
"…Heh."
Why think so much?
It's right here.
Just check it.
She didn't even need to figure it out.
The diary flipped on its own.
Flip—flip—flip—
It stopped.
Her portrait appeared.
And beside it—
black text.
[Arisu Sakayanagi]
[Civil War: 77 (You are a domestic war god)]
[Love Brain: 70 (You are extremely love-driven)]
[Connections: 60 (You have quite the backing)]
[You may now allocate reading points to skills]
Her gaze moved down the list.
Three stats.
Nothing more.
Silence.
Then—
"——What kind of garbage skills are these?!"
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