Can someone in MyGo stay in an adventure group forever?

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Takamatsu Akari instinctively clenched the cold, broken crystal in her hand. The starlight inside the crystal seemed to flicker in her palm, and a faint yet exceptionally clear warm current suddenly flowed into her body through her fingertips.

She looked down at the stone lying in her palm, then suddenly took out a blood-stained band-aid from her pocket and placed it in her palm along with the stone.

No.

What would Xiangzi do?

It's not what others expect her to do.

But... what would I do?

The confusion in his amber eyes gradually faded, replaced by an unprecedented determination.

The girl closed her eyes tightly, focusing all her senses on the astral crystal she was holding.

The astrology department's notebooks once recorded rituals for communicating with the celestial realm.

If the stars could hear my song—

next second.

The stars in the sky will shine for one person.

Chapter Sixty-One Arrow

Koshimura felt as if he were having a dream.

In his dream, he became a medieval adventurer who, upon learning that Princess Nagasaki Soyo of the kingdom had been captured by a terrible dragon, resolutely embarked on a journey to rescue her.

Along the way, he overcame numerous obstacles, defeating a sentient cucumber, a giant penguin monster, a cat demon with heterochromatic eyes, and even slaying the legendary, infamous blue octopus.

Finally, he arrived at the dragon's castle.

He drew his sword from his waist and pushed open the heavy door.

Seated on the throne was a smiling Tang.

—Pink Milk Dragon.

"Hehehehe, yahahahaha—"

"Damn it!" Yuecunze suddenly woke up, panting heavily.

It seems I'm dreaming about what I've been thinking about during the day; I should probably read less of those amazing fan-made content in the future.

Do you mean you still want to watch it?

"You're awake?" Nagasaki Motoyo's voice came from above.

When Yuecun Ze opened his eyes, he found that his vision was blocked by two rather large mountains.

Alas, prejudice in people's hearts is a mountain. It seems that Nagasaki Motoyo has a deep-seated prejudice against me.

He sat up and looked out the window at the night sky, where neon lights flickered and the city lights began to come on.

"Um... how long have I been asleep?" He turned to look at Nagasaki Motoyo beside him.

"About four or five hours," Nagasaki Motoyo tilted her head and thought for a moment.

"Huh?" Yuecun Ze looked at her with some surprise. "So, you've been sitting here for four or five hours?"

“Of course not.” Nagasaki Motoyo blinked. “I counted your eyelashes. There are 206 in your left eye and 201 in your right eye.”

Seriously, this is really a bit shocking.

Koshimura suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Are you feeling any better?" Nagasaki Motoyo asked, looking at him with concern.

"Hmm, much better." Yuecun Ze breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "Thank you, Su Shi. I was being stubborn."

"Would you like some warm milk? Or..." Nagasaki Motoyo raised her hand, making a patting motion, "...pat my head?"

Where did this come from? Isn't this Soyo from the official short story parallel world? Where is my gravity little widow?

"No need for this..." Yuecunze quickly waved his hand, and rubbed his slightly sore neck. Sure enough, a knee pillow is not as good as the X-World Neck and Shoulder Massager.

[? And you even got to connect with Hiroko?]

Look at this compressed towel of ours. It turns into a crisp when it gets wet, and it won't break no matter how hard you try. Use it to wipe Soyo's feet first, and then wipe my mouth. It's perfect for home and travel.

[The BYD abacus beads flew into my face!]

"How about we go for a walk?" Nagasaki Motoyo suggested, holding up one finger. "When you're in a bad mood, breathing some fresh air might make you feel a lot better."

Soyo's Laughing Story: The Homebody Girl Advises Her to Break Up

“Okay.” Koshimura stood up, but as soon as he took a step, he felt Nagasaki Motoyo’s slightly cool hand grasp his wrist.

"What's wrong?" he asked, turning around in confusion.

"Um..." Nagasaki Motoyo blushed slightly, her voice a little embarrassed, "...my legs are numb."

Okay, my long-standing question has finally been answered: knee pillows really do cause leg numbness.

It seems that anime is all a lie.

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The streetlights in the neighborhood lit up in clusters, casting a warm yellow glow on the ground. A gentle evening breeze blew, and the low chirping of insects came from the grass on both sides of the road.

"Is it still numb?" Koshimura carefully supported Nagasaki Motoyo, letting her lean half of her body weight on him.

“A little bit.” Nagasaki Motoyo stomped her foot. “It’s a bit like the static on an old-fashioned TV screen when the signal is bad, with the static jumping around on your legs.”

"That's a very vivid description."

However, since his legs were numb, he could only recover faster by moving around, so Koshimura could only help Nagasaki Motoyo walk forward slowly.

However, as he walked, Yuecunze suddenly felt a chill down his back, as if someone was watching him from behind.

He turned around abruptly and saw that the elderly men and women who had come out for a stroll and chat in the central square of the community had all stopped what they were doing and were looking at Koshimura Sawa, who was helping the limping Nagasaki Motoyo, whose face was still slightly flushed, with meaningful eyes. They began to whisper among themselves and occasionally smiled.

......

Damn it, what a disrespectful old man! What's the point of having such a vivid imagination?!

A. "Sorry, I don't accept apprentices."

[B. Pick any person, slap them, and ask them if they want to double the slap for the next person.]

C. Walk forward silently, covering his buttocks.

Wow, there's also a 4i.

"Sorry, I don't accept apprentices." Yuecun Ze turned around and waved to the old man walking his Corgi by the roadside.

The old man who was just walking his dog: "?"

After bypassing the plaza in front of the apartment building and turning onto the path leading to the community garden, there were noticeably fewer people around.

The streetlights pierced through the tall trees, casting dappled light on the ground, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

"Speaking of which, the moon is really beautiful tonight." Nagasaki Motoyo walked briskly, tilted her head back, and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.

Koshimura looked at her hand, which showed no sign of letting go and instead clung even tighter to him.

Even though your leg is healed, you still won't let go, huh? That's how scheming women are.

[Oh my god, that scene where Nagasaki Motoyo linked arms with someone was so intense it gave me the chills. The tension was immense; it felt like the pinnacle of strategic maneuvering.]

Haha, Zhongli's fake death was the real battle of wits, and the part where the Grass God retraced his steps made me sweat profusely even with the air conditioning on at 16 degrees Celsius, and I almost dropped my phone in the toilet.

“Yes.” Koshimura Sawa also looked up at the moon and replied, “At night, the weather gets cooler and the air gets drier. The moisture in the atmosphere decreases and the transparency increases, so the moon can be seen more clearly.”

As a tough, hardened warrior who had never seen any Japanese art or literature, Yuecun Ze naturally didn't know what "the moon is beautiful" meant.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the hand holding his arm tighten even more, and a rising black aura came from the side.

That's intense pressure; I'm really sweating bullets now.

Don't panic, Su Shi. Just let your dad use the magic tracker on your mouth to suck out the demonic energy from the holes in your body!

[Guo Nan, that's enough, let's wrap this up.]

"...Actually, the wind is quite gentle." Koshimura Sawa persisted for 3 seconds, but ultimately succumbed to his survival instinct.

Nagasaki Motoyo's mood visibly improved, and she moved closer to him, even starting to hum a song softly.

The aroma seems to have become stronger.

Wait, is this your scent?

Could it be that Soyo being marinated in aromatherapy is also the underlying logic of BanG Dream! fanfiction?

"However, even though the moon is so bright tonight, the stars are still very clear. That's quite rare in Tokyo, isn't it?" Koshimura Sawa shifted his gaze from the moon to the twinkling stars. "When I was a child, if I was bored by myself, I liked to sit on the steps in the yard of my old family home and look at the stars. I even named the constellations I saw..."

However, since his hometown is in the countryside, it's much easier for him to see stars than in Tokyo.

"And then?" Nagasaki Motoyo asked curiously when he suddenly paused.

“Because I come from a single-parent family, and my mom is always busy with work and works overtime until very late,” said Yuecunze. “As a result, I developed cervical spondylosis from constantly looking up at the stars.”

Nagasaki Motoyo's body suddenly stiffened, and she instinctively tightened her grip on his hand.

"Haha, just kidding," Yuecunze laughed, quickly pointing to the sky. "Look, that's Vega, the really bright one. Next to it is Altair, and if you combine it with Deneb—"

His finger moved aimlessly in the air: "Sigh, where's Tianjin No. 4?"

Koshimura squinted, trying to search in the direction of Cygnus in his memory, but to no avail.

“Maybe… it’s too dark to see?” Nagasaki Motoyo guessed.

"Hmm." Koshimura nodded subconsciously. "In a city with strong glare, it really is—"

and many more.

How can there be a summer triangle in spring?

Masillo, did you feed me mushrooms?

He abruptly stopped, his gaze sweeping across the night sky like a searchlight, finally finding Deneb IV in the constellation Cygnus to the south.

But shouldn't Deneb be located north of Altair and Vega?

He continued looking down, and the entire constellation Cygnus seemed to be twisted by an invisible hand, forcibly bent into a bizarre angle, inserted into the line connecting the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. It didn't seem to be naturally formed at all; rather, it looked like a...

...an arrow?

"What's wrong?" Nagasaki Motoyo asked, noticing his sudden tense expression.

Koshimura felt his heart begin to race, and pointed to the direction the arrow was pointing: "Suze... what direction is that?"

“It should be…southeast?” Nagasaki Motoyo looked in the direction he was pointing.

Koshimura Sawa pulled his phone out of his pocket, quickly unlocked the screen, opened Google Maps, and swiftly located his neighborhood. He then swiped his finger across the screen, scrolling southeastward.

Then it suddenly stopped.

My gaze is fixed on the text on the screen.

Evening Primrose Planetarium.

Om-!

Koshimura felt his mind go completely blank.

The fragmented doubts suddenly came together, forming a clear line.

He quickly closed the map, his fingers trembling as he found Wen Shuihe's number and pressed the dial button.

"Hello? What's wrong?" A noisy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Quickly notify the Adventurers' Guild!" Koshimura said anxiously, "I've found a hiding place at the Otsumi Planetarium—"

"I'm Chao—" There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by hurried footsteps.

After a brief period of noise, a gentle voice came through: "Yoshimura Sawa?"

"Chief! The Otsumi Planetarium!" Koshimura Sawa said rapidly, "Takamatsu Akari and the others are very likely there!"

"Where did you get this clue?" Yuji Takamatsu asked immediately.

"...Would you believe me if I said your daughter told me herself?"