My daily life

"I told you about Sakurajima Mai last Friday, and you told me to bring her over for study when I have time."

Yang Yuan took a sip of tea and continued to say to Futaba Rio, "So I brought Sakurajima Mai here today to do research for you, and now she is here."

Yang Yuan pointed to the chair next to him, where Sakurajima Mai was sitting.

"Sorry... I have no idea."

"Is that so? It's okay. I'll tell you about it."

After adjusting his sitting position, Yang Yuan began to vividly tell Futaba Rio how he met Sakurajima Mai, what he was doing when he left the city on Friday night, and how Sakurajima Mai met her mother.

"So now no one except you can observe Sakurajima Mai, right?"

"Yes, even the memories related to her will be erased."

Futaba Rio stared blankly at the empty chair next to Yang Yuan. She really couldn't imagine that there would be a living person sitting on the empty chair.

After thinking about it, Futaba Rio walked down from above, came to the empty chair and began to observe it carefully.

But after not finding anything unusual, he stretched out his hand and said to Yang Yuan, "Yang Yuan, can you let her hold my hand?"

Hearing this, Yang Yuan looked at it and said, "Hasn't it already been grasped?"

"Hold it?"

Futaba Rio clenched his fist lightly, but soon found that he couldn't do it. However, he didn't use much strength, and he really couldn't hold his fist.

So she just kept frowning, thinking about something, and then slowly loosened her hand and took it back.

"I still can't detect her. Even after I came in, my memory of Mai Sakurajima has become fuzzy and a little unclear."

Futaba Rio said as she returned to her seat, then picked up the cup of tea and took a sip.

"Is that so? It seems that even you can't do anything about it now."

"This is inevitable. I may not even remember it tomorrow morning like everyone else."

Futaba Rio also became quiet as she spoke.

Yang Yuan looked at Sakurajima Mai standing beside her. She didn’t look as lonely as before. Maybe she was really grateful to Yang Yuan for helping her.

"Okay then, I'll handle it myself. Let's go, Mai-senpai."

Futaba Rio just watched the door open out of thin air, and then Yang Yuan followed her out two seconds later. The small science club fell into silence.

.....

“Where to go next?”

Mai Sakurajima was a little confused. At this moment, she had completely disappeared. If it weren't for Yang Yuan, she would probably have disappeared.

"Would you like me to help you recover tomorrow?"

"How to help?"

"Oh, I'll just release a song and put your name in it, and then the problem with you will be solved."

"Release a song?" Sakurajima Mai turned around and tilted her head to look at Yang Yuan curiously.

“Are you a singer?”

"Hehe, I'm considered an online singer, with tens of millions of fans."

"So many, what's the stage name you use when you release songs? Let me see if I've heard of it before."

"Mo Yuan."

"Mo Yuan! Are you Mo Yuan?"

Sakurajima Mai looked at Yang Yuan excitedly. She really didn't expect that he had such an identity.

"Yes, it's me."

Yang Yuan took out his mobile phone, opened his social software and handed it over.

After seeing the verified account on the phone, Sakurajima Mai became even more excited.

"I didn't expect you to be the mysterious Mo Yuan, the Mo Yuan who is famous in games, comics, and music."

Seeing Sakurajima Mai looking excited, Yang Yuan naturally looked as if it was a matter of course.

"But, is it really possible?"

Mai Sakurajima was still a little hesitant.

"Of course this is possible. Wait for my news tonight. Or I can run to the playground and shout that I like Sakurajima Mai. That should work too."

Sakurajima Mai thought about it, and when she thought of Yang Yuan shouting that he loved her on the playground, she blushed and felt shy and very embarrassed.

"Forget about the shouting on the playground. I can't afford to lose face. But will you really write a song for me?"

"Well, I'll try after school. I should be able to solve your problem tomorrow."

Mai Sakurajima's cheeks were slightly red, and her lips were trembling without saying a word, but her eyes showed a little different thoughts.

As the bell rang, Yang Yuan returned to the classroom.

As soon as I sat down, my deskmate Kato Megumi asked curiously.

"What have you been doing these days? Why do you always look so busy?"

"Oh, you're talking about this. Of course, it's to save people."

"Oh~"

Kato Megumi didn't say much. For some reason, she felt as if she was very far away from Yang Yuan.

"What's wrong? Is there no one to talk to you?"

Kato Megumi didn't say anything, but just nodded subconsciously.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Do you want me to add you to a group? That group is full of young ladies."

Yang Yuan's words caught Kato Hui's attention.

"What group? Aren't all of them your girlfriends?"

"Well, you'll know when you go in."

Yang Yuan said as he took out his cell phone and pushed the group over.

Hearing the notification tone on her phone, Kato Megumi took out her own phone, looked at the invitation, thought about it again and again, and finally decided to agree.

As soon as she joined the group, she received countless message notifications, and many people were asking her name.

She was surprised at first at the number of group members, but after seeing Yang Yuan's face, she seemed relieved and began to answer questions in the group.

Yang Yuanye ignored Kato Megumi who couldn't help giggling after chatting for a while, and instead started thinking about which song he should copy in his mind.

After school, Yang Yuan went straight home and started composing music with Augma. With this tool, he could do it even faster than before.

There is no need for musical instruments to play it, it just needs to be manifested.

In just half an hour, Yang Yuan had finished composing the music, and then he spent a few minutes singing it and posted it through his own account.

After a while, his background message became ninety-nine?, Yang Yuan did not check it out. Anyway, he had always been like this and did not care at all.

However, this song immediately caused a storm in the circle, and the name Sakurajima Mai returned to the public's attention.

Of course, a few minutes ago, Mai Sakurajima at home was also holding her mobile phone and constantly refreshing the page.

As soon as the song came out, I clicked on it and pressed the play button.

As the clear and melodious sound came out from the phone, Sakurajima Mai closed her eyes and listened to the song quietly.