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Kagura Hikaru was playing video games.

Today, he wasn't playing shooters but rather an action game.

The character he controlled was a white-haired amputee Devil Man, slashing with a long sword in combination with his demonic-technology prosthetic hand, battling from the ground to the air and back to the ground. Monsters didn't stand a chance in his grasp, completely powerless to respond; he effortlessly slaughtered the most challenging creatures without sustaining a scratch, securing an S-rank score with ease.

After setting down the controller, Kagura Hikaru stretched his fingers, intending to take a break.

Strangely enough, no matter what game he played, he seemed to quickly reach an exceptional level of skill. Even in this action game before him, which he was only experiencing for the first time, he hadn't reached the ending yet but had already mastered all the combos, his fingers dancing over the controls effortlessly.

He felt that his pre-amnesia self must have been a master gamer, and had he pursued esports, he surely could have made a fortune.

However, Kagura Hikaru vaguely felt that wasn't the path he wanted to take.

Speaking of which, how had he planned his future before losing his memory?

Kagura Hikaru placed both hands behind his head, leaning against the computer chair, gazing up at the ceiling.

Without amnesia, he was a second-year high school student, close to facing university entrance exams.

Since he attended an academic school, it probably meant he intended to go to university, but what then?

College was merely a stepping stone; what he truly wanted to do was something else.

Kagura Hikaru turned his head, casting his eyes towards the foot of the bed.

There, a thick black guitar case rested against the wall between the bed and the bookshelf.

He had opened it; inside was a lake blue electric guitar with many signs of use, indicating it had been passionately played for some time.

If it wasn't second-hand, it meant that those marks were his own; he had used that guitar for a long time, either during those brief three years or maybe even longer.

Perhaps, he had thought about pursuing a career in music?

Kagura Hikaru imagined himself passionately playing and singing on a concert stage... but the thought was somewhat incomprehensible; he had never envisioned that future.

But oddly, he felt a surge of desire to give it a try.

Knock, knock, knock.

Suddenly, he heard a knock at the door.

"Mister Hikaru, a classmate of yours is here to see you!" his stepmother called from outside.

Was it that girl named Kiryu Hina again?

Kagura Hikaru hesitated for a moment before getting up to open the door.

However, it wasn't Kiryu Hina who appeared outside, but another gentle-looking girl.

"Mister Hikaru, I'll leave you to it; I'm heading downstairs," his stepmother said with a smile, gesturing goodbye as she descended.

Kagura Hikaru watched her leave, then turned to the girl in the Yuqiu High School sailor uniform, "I remember you as... Ai Cheng, Karen? I got your name right, didn't I?"

"Yes."

Ai Cheng Karen's expression showed a fleeting sadness, but she quickly smiled at him, "Let's reintroduce myself, I'm Ai Cheng Karen, a third-year at Uka High School, and a member of the Girls' Volleyball Club."

"Senior Ai Cheng!" blurted out Kagura Hikaru.

"Eh? Senior?" Ai Cheng Karen looked up in surprise.

"Ah, sorry, I just..." Kagura Hikaru scratched his head in confusion, "But it seems I didn't make a mistake; I'm a second-year high school student, and since Senior Ai Cheng is a third-year, that makes you my senior after all."

Ai Cheng Karen stared at him, astonished, then covered her mouth, laughing softly, "Sorry... I didn't expect you to say exactly the same thing as back then..."

"What do you mean?"

"We'll talk about that later," Ai Cheng Karen said with her hands on her shoulder bag in front of her, smiling at Kagura Hikaru, "I came here today to invite you to a live show. Shall we go together?"
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"Live? Are you talking about a live house?"

"Yes, my band is performing soon, and I'd like you to come and see. In a sense, you are our teacher."

"Was it something I did before I lost my memory again...." Kagura Hikaru looked at her, feeling a sudden softening of his heart, "Alright, I'll go change my clothes. Would you mind waiting for me downstairs, Senior?"

"You don't need to call me Senior, just Ai Cheng is fine."

"Got it, Ai Cheng."

Ai Cheng Hua Lian smiled sweetly, turned around, and swung her long hair as she walked downstairs, her silhouette joyous like a happy elementary school student.

Unconsciously, Kagura Hikaru also smiled, went back to his room to get changed into outdoor clothes, grabbed his wallet, and went downstairs.

It was only after asking his stepmother, who was watching TV in the living room, that he found out Ai Cheng Hua Lian was already waiting for him outside; he quickly put on his shoes and left.

True enough, Ai Cheng Hua Lian was standing at the corner as he stepped outside.

With her hands behind her back holding a handbag, stood against the wall, looking up at the blue sky, occasionally rising on her toes.

Super cute.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting," Kagura Hikaru said.

Ai Cheng Hua Lian turned around, her lips curving into a smile, "I didn't wait long, let's go!"

She waved at Kagura Hikaru and then started to jog, her skirt flouncing with each step, clearly revealing her slightly plump legs.

Kagura Hikaru started running to catch up.

"Is there a need to rush?"

"We have to, our band's performance time is coming up," Ai Cheng Hua Lian replied while running and checking her phone's time, turning back to Kagura Hikaru with a sheepish smile, "Sorry, we have to go a bit faster, or we really won't make it...."

"Ah?"

"Hurry, hurry~!"

They almost missed the train, struggling desperately, they dashed into the carriage at the last second, just as the doors were closing behind them.

"We made it!" Ai Cheng Hua Lian excitedly raised her tiny fists as if she'd won an Olympic gold medal.

Bent over and hands on knees, Kagura Hikaru panted, "You sure are fit... Volleyball Club... Are you not tired from running all the way?!"

"It's okay, we usually do running training," Ai Cheng Hua Lian said and took out a handkerchief from her bag to pass it over, "Here, wipe off some sweat."

"Thanks... I'll wash it and return it to you," Kagura Hikaru took the handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

"No need," Ai Cheng Hua Lian turned slightly red, her hands behind her back as she looked around aimlessly, stealing glances at the sweat on Kagura Hikaru's cheeks, "I'll just wash it myself when I get back."

But Kagura Hikaru obviously took it as a polite gesture and, after a round of courtesy, stuffed the handkerchief into his pocket, agreeing to return it to her cleaned the next time she came to his house.

As they exchanged pleasantries, they started chatting and laughing together on the train.

"How did I meet you before I lost my memory?" Kagura Hikaru asked curiously.

"We met at the live house!"

Ai Cheng Hua Lian reminisced about their first meeting and couldn't help but laugh, "Our band was all novices back then. We were so scared during our first onstage performance that we wanted a pro to cover for us. The live house manager recommended you."

"Me?"

"Yes! You were working as a hired guitarist back then."

"Eh?! Really?"

"Yep, but you took the money and didn't even show up for practice. We were actually worried we had made the wrong choice."

Ai Cheng Hua Lian started to giggle, "But it turned out we were just being narrow-minded. When there was a mishap and the performance went cold, it was you who saved us."

Kagura Hikaru thought of the electric guitar sitting back in his room.

So he used to do this kind of side job. That's pretty cool.

"I'll introduce you to the rest of the band members in a bit," Ai Cheng Hua Lian said expectantly, "Who knows, maybe after watching our performance, Kagura, you might remember something."

Kagura Hikaru scratched his head, "I hope so."