[Comprehensive] The pink hair is black when cut

'Whoop──!!'

Momoi pulled the trigger, and the bullet shot towards Mr. Kill.

Did you hit it?

In the blink of an eye, the prey in front of him disappeared, and the special bullet hit the wall and bounced to the ground.

"Oh, what a pity, Momoi-san~" Killing-sensei's voice came from behind Momoi.

Momoi who was lying in the grass, his pupils shrank instantly.

So fast...it missed...

"Although you are stronger than the students who are teachers, and your aptitude is also very good, you are still far behind~" Mr. Kill pulled Momoi from the ground with his tentacles, touched her head, and left with the test paper.

Momoi stroked her hair, looked at the place where Teacher Kill left, "The monster that will blow up the earth next year...why did you come to be the teacher of Class E?"

Why does that monster work so hard to teach the students of Class E that the earth will be destroyed next year?

Is it just for fun?

still is……

'Shusha──'

"As expected you are here, Momoi can't shoot and kill the teacher?" Yada Momoka stepped on the grass and walked towards Momoi.

"Um……"

Yada Momoka patted Momoi's shoulder, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, it's a month anyway, isn't it? Let's go, let's go find Haruno~"

He took Momoi's hand and left the grass.

Momoi didn't refuse, but just stared at the two people's hands clasped in a daze.

It's only been a few days since I left, I seem to miss them a little...

I don't know if Ah Da has trained well?

Does Xiao Huang have oneonone with Ah Da every day?

Did Xiao Chi have a good rest?

Is Xiao Zi still eating delicious bars during training every day?

Is Little Green still training with a lucky object today?

Does Xiao Hei still have no sense of existence?

Did you think about her during the few days she left?

……

On Saturday, Momoi came to a handmade cake house in the countryside.

Because Murasakihara had introduced it to Momoi before, Momoi felt that it was very close to Tokyo, so he came here.

'Ring-ring-!!' Momoi pushed open the door and walked in.

I don't know if I came a little early, but there are not many people in the store.

"Welcome, welcome~ Where is the strange face, is this the first time?" A bald man said to Momoi who walked to the glass window.

"Well, it was introduced by someone else, do you have any recommendations for cakes?" Such a bright bald head...

The cakes in the window looked delicious, so Momoi didn't know how to choose.

The bald man thought for a while, and took out a pink cake full of strawberries, "This strawberry cake suits you very well, pretty girl~"

"Ah, thanks, I'll take this then!"

After paying the money, Momoi took the cake and left.

Momoi, who was walking on the street, thought about where to go, it was a rare holiday after all.

'君だけに见け(Just want to convey to you)

この风の音よ (the whisper of the breeze) Feelingheart...'

Momoi, who heard the voice, looked up at the big screen in the building. On the screen was a man with dark blue short hair, handsome and with a nice voice. Momoi knew that he was the well-known idol HAYATO.

Momoi was immersed in his singing.

She really wants to... sing...

I want to sing a song that touches people's hearts like I remember...

"Idol HAYATO's concert will start at XX Square at [-]:[-] p.m. today..."

"It's decided, let's go to his concert later~"

……

"Everyone welcome to my concert, I am HAYATO~!" HAYATO said to the audience with a microphone.

"Master HAYATO──!!" The fans in the audience cheered.

"The first song is "Naniseki no コンパス" (Seven Colors Compass)"

'Ah...君けにに见け

(Ah... just want to convey to you)

この风の音よFeelingheart...

(This breeze whispers Feelingheart...)

もう死かなくていいいよそのままでいいい

(I don’t need to cry anymore, just keep it like this)

空を见てAh…Mysweetestlove

(Looking up at the sky Ah...Mysweetestlove)...'

HAYATO, who sang on the stage, looked shining, and his handsome figure fascinated people.

But Momoi felt as if something was missing.

The hand holding the strap of the backpack clenched unconsciously.

The mood to sing...

No one can stop it...

I really want to stand on stage...

"Today we're going to draw one lucky person, let him come to the stage to sing a song, and he can get a limited autographed photo of HAYATO and an album!" The host on stage asked the staff to move out a box.

Everyone in the audience was very excited and hoped that he would be the one drawn.

"Let's see who is the lucky one today..." The host asked HAYATO to draw himself.

"The 307st!"

Alas, Momoi took out the sign he had just received from his pocket, and the number written on it was 307.

"The person with the number 307, please come on stage!"

Momoi walked forward nervously, her hands were shaking, she was very excited.

When the host saw Momoi, he was very surprised and said, "It's a beautiful lady~!"

"Please sing a song~" The host instructed the staff to shine the lights on Momoi.

Shin Momoi took a deep breath, and tightened his grip on the microphone in his hand.

Sing it out, convey that feeling...

'水の中に夜が揺れてる (The night shakes in the water waves)

Ai し い ほ ど 静 か に 求 む

草成す岳辺 (the bank lined with trees)

美しい夜明けを (beautiful dawn)

ただ待っいられたら(Just be patient)...'

The whispering audience in the audience gradually quieted down.

Everyone was attracted by the singing on the stage.

the memory of her,

Lacus Klein,

PLANT's first diva.

The world is constantly at war,

the cry of the people,

the cry of a child,

As a diva, she

Wanting to soothe people's sorrows with songs,

Enduring the pain of war,

Hope it all ends soon,

Come to a world of peace,

Even if she's gone,

Let her singing be forever.

'いつも, いつか, きっと(no matter when and one day) your side's hand を取り(holding your hand)...'

What to do, her heart was beating so fast that she couldn't stop.

"Ah..." A girl in the audience opened her mouth and uttered a syllable.

"What a beautiful song..."

"Even if it's just singing a cappella, it's so touching..."

On the stage, Momoi was smiling with a flushed face, and the hand holding the microphone was sweaty.

HAYATO looked at Momoi in shock, moved his mouth but didn't make any sound.

What is this feeling, the difference between her singing voice and his singing voice...

Does she have what he lacks?

Momoi felt as if something was flowing out of her eye sockets, was it tears?

As if she had found something, she was moved to tears.

──Want to sing, she wants to sing.