"Woo …"
Lying on the table, Mei Jiu let out a weak moan.
"What's wrong?"
Ashina gently placed a cup of black tea next to Mei Jiu's head, then sat down next to her and asked with concern.
"You're so annoying!"
Mei Jiu was like a child throwing a tantrum as she suddenly jumped into Ashina's arms.
Aistel on the side immediately turned her head and stared at Mei Jiu.
"Hehe, is Aistel -chan jealous? It's okay, come give sister a hug ~ ~ ~ "
"Pa!"
Aistel slapped away Mei Jiu's outstretched arms.
When the busy Ye Juya saw this, the girl immediately laughed out loud.
"Kuhahahaha, how could an idiot (divine beast) woman like you be accepted by Aster Sauce? Just give up! "
"It's none of your business!"
Mei Jiu glared at Ye Juya and returned to her weak state.
"Have you been tired recently?"
Eight-cloud Ink, who came back from outside, saw Mei Jiu like this and immediately asked with amusement.
"Of course I'm tired!" Mei Jiu shouted, "It's all because of the upcoming Tianyang Festival!"
"Tianyang Festival? What's that? "
"Well … to put it simply, it's a super large-scale cultural festival."
"Cultural festival?"
Ashina's eyes became sparkling.
"Ask. Is the cultural festival the kind of festival that's filled with various shops in the school? "
"Yes!"
After answering Xi Xian's question, Mei Jiu continued.
"But the Tianyang Festival is a bit different. It's a large-scale cultural festival jointly held by ten high schools in Heavenly Palace City."
Heavenly Palace City was originally an area formed by the redevelopment of the area from the southern part of Tokyo to the northern part of Kanagawa Prefecture that was destroyed by the Nankanto Air Disaster 30 years ago.
Now, it maintained a corresponding population as a test city for the latest technology. However, at the beginning of the redevelopment period, due to the existence of the threat of space quakes, the population was very small, completely inconsistent with the area and the degree of enrichment of the facilities.
And the event that began under such circumstances was the joint cultural festival called the Tianyang Festival.
This kind of activity had been passed down until now.
"It sounds like it's going to be very interesting."
Eight-cloud Ink chuckled as she sat beside Ashina. Then, she looked at Mei Jiu.
"Is that why you're so tired to prepare for this festival?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Mei Jiu nodded.
"But … aren't you the big sister of the Dragon Bile Temple Academy? You don't have to worry about this, do you? "
Ashina looked at Mei Jiu with a smile.
Mei Jiu easily became the Big Sister of Dragon Bile Temple Academy through the power of the Elf and her seductive voice.
All the students in the academy followed his lead.
"But the people below will send up all kinds of reports! It's so annoying just looking at them! "
"Explain. Mei Jiu is indeed speaking like a child. "
"Hmph!"
Mei Jiu turned her head and glared at Xi Xian. She pouted her red lips in dissatisfaction.
Then, Mei Jiu suddenly thought of something and clapped her hands.
"Oh right, since Mink-chan doesn't have any customers here, why don't you let Yeju Ya and Xi Xian help me!"
"I thought you didn't have to do anything?"
"They can help me look at the reports!"
"Hmph! Thou dared to ask the great Bawu Sisters to do such a small thing for thee! "
Yeju Ya crossed his arms and looked at Mei Jiu with his chin raised.
"Tell me, Yeju Ya doesn't need to work hard to squeeze his chest. No matter how hard he tries, he won't be able to surpass Xi Xian's."
Following Xi Xian's gaze, Eight-cloud Ink couldn't help but see Yeju Ya trying to make his chest look bigger by "crossing his arms". At least, that's what it looked like.
"It's, it's not like what you said, Xi Xian!"
Embarrassed, Yeju Ya even changed his way of speaking.
"I didn't want to do that!"
"Question. Why would Yeju Ya's room have — Oh! Wuwuwu … "
Just as Xi Xian was about to say something, Ya Ju Ya, who had turned pale with fright, immediately rushed forward and covered her mouth.
What was in Yeju Ya's room?
To be honest, Eight-cloud Ink was quite curious.
But seeing Yeju Ya's reaction, Eight-cloud Ink wisely chose not to ask any more questions.
"Okay, Yeju Ya, let go, Xi Xian is about to faint …"
"Pfff — Pfff … Ha … Ha …"
After Yeju Shi let go of her, Xi Xian gasped for air.
"I'm sorry. That Ye Juya is too reckless … "
Seeing Xi Xian's red face and uncomfortable expression, Yeju Ya couldn't help but feel a little apologetic.
But after noticing that Eight-cloud Ink and Mei Jiu were looking at him, Yeju Ya immediately put on an arrogant expression.
"Hmph! Who told Xi Xian to talk nonsense first! "
"Haha … Okay, stop messing around. Mei Jiu, you said that Bawu and the others would help you. Speaking of which, what's your performance for the Tianyang Festival? A solo performance? "
"Yes!"
"I see … Do you have a song in mind?"
"Not yet, I'll just pick one to sing. Anyway, no matter what I sing, those people will like it."
Looking at Mei Jiu's nonchalant expression, Eight-cloud Ink frowned slightly.
"Is it okay for you to treat your fans like this?"
Mei Jiu was silent.
"What does it matter …"
"Sigh …"
With a sigh, Eight-cloud Ink didn't know what to say.
The experience of being betrayed by her fans was something that Mei Jiu couldn't bear to look back on.
"How about this, since you haven't decided, I'll provide you with a song. How about that?"
"Huh?"
Mei Jiu's eyes lit up.
"Can Moo-chan sing too?"
"Well, a little …"
Eight-cloud Ink thought of Luo Tianyi.
"Hey, on the day you sing, Yeju Ya, Xi Xian, Ashina, and I will all accompany you. How about that?"
"Really?"
Mei Jiu straightened up, put her hands together, and looked at Eight-cloud Ink.
"That's great!"
"But I have a condition."
"A condition?"
Looking at Mei Jiu, Eight-cloud Ink revealed a meaningful smile.
"I hope that Mei Jiu … can sing with a real voice that doesn't contain the power of the fairies."
"No!"
Mei Jiu refused without hesitation.
"If I don't use the power, I'll, I'll …"
"What will happen?"
Holding the black tea, Eight-cloud Ink shook her head.
"If you don't try, how will you know that you can't do it? Or do you plan to rely on the power of the fairies for the rest of your life? "
"I …"
"Sister Mei Jiu."
Ashina gently held Mei Jiu's hand.
"Give it a try, we'll all support you."
"Hmph! Of course, the great Ba Wu will stand on your friend's side! "
"I declare. Xi Xian hopes to hear Mei Jiu's real voice. "
With trembling lips, Mei Jiu looked around at everyone.
"Sister Ashina, everyone …"
After a moment of silence.
"I'll give it a try …"
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