All Beautiful Girls Want to Stick with Me

As for which two songs to perform on the cultural festival stage, Kotomi Izumi had spent quite some time thinking about it. In the end, she chose two songs from gal games she had played in her second life.

The first, Liblume, from the gal game Inochi no Spare.

The second, Re:TrymenT, from the gal game Re:LieF Dear You.

Both were extremely emotional gal games. Kotomi planned that once she established the Type-Moon realm, she would start producing these two titles as well.

Though it wasn’t yet time to start a company, she could at least let Yui Yuigahama sing these gal game songs first.

When the company did get set up, Kotomi could easily leverage her connections with Nichirushi’s agency to invite professional singers to perform these two songs. But she didn’t feel it was necessary.

It wasn’t about money. From the very first time she heard Yui’s singing voice, she had already decided in her heart that Yui would be the one to sing them.

Yui Yuigahama accepted the printed lyrics and scores, then sat down on the sofa, reading them intently. From time to time, she softly hummed a few lines, trying to grasp the feeling.

Honestly, if Yui put even half of this seriousness into her studies, even if Kotomi didn’t guide her at all for the next three years, Yui’s grades would still be more than enough to get her into a top university.

While Yui memorized the lyrics, Kotomi slowly enjoyed the snacks.

By the time they had finished the twelve-inch pizza and the ice in the juice had melted, Yui finally set down the lyrics and stretched her neck.

”How are the lyrics coming along?” Kotomi asked as she ate some freshly served soup dumplings. She liked eating them slightly cooled—not burning hot, but still warm—so she could pop them into her mouth one at a time without worry.

Too bad the shop didn’t serve noodles. Otherwise, Kotomi would definitely have ordered a bowl. Best of all would’ve been fried noodles.

Kotomi loved dipping soup dumplings in ramen broth or fried noodle sauce, then eating them together. Or placing them on top of fried rice and scooping up a big spoonful.

”Kotomi, your lyrics are so poetic! Especially this one, Re:TrymenT. If a great singer performed it, it would be heavenly! With such beautiful songs… do I really deserve to sing them?”

After praising Kotomi’s compositions, Yui’s adorable face turned slightly worried.

She had never been confident in her singing. Now that Kotomi had written two incredible songs, Yui worried she might not sing them well—wouldn’t that be a waste?

Kotomi, however, replied lightly: ”When I wrote these two songs, the only person in my mind was you. If you don’t sing them, that would be the real waste.”

If the mood had been right, Kotomi would have pulled Dango into her arms, gazed into her eyes, and whispered passionately:

”My heart has only you.”

But just then, Megumi Kato had sent her a text. Kotomi hadn’t read the message yet—only knew it came from Megumi.

Maybe because Yui had just sung To The Other Side Of Sorrow, Kotomi felt a little timid now. Even if the atmosphere had been perfect, she didn’t dare.

Her words fell as lightly as a feather on Yui’s heart, yet left a mark as deep as a footprint pressed into wet sand. Yui Yuigahama tightened her grip on the microphone, drew a deep breath, and declared earnestly: ”I’ll definitely do my best! Even if it costs me my life!”

”No need to exaggerate that much!” Kotomi chuckled helplessly, thinking silly Dango was sometimes way too dramatic.

But what Kotomi didn’t know was that, for Yui Yuigahama, whether big or small, anything related to Kotomi was a hundred times more important.

No—

A million times more important!

”Since we don’t have instruments or BGM right now, I’ll just sing it a cappella once. Can I start with Liblume?” Yui Yuigahama adjusted her breathing and quickly got into the right state of mind.

”You don’t need to worry about the music. Last night I played it on guitar and recorded it—you can use that as background music. It’s missing the piano part, but since I don’t have a piano at home, I could only play it on guitar. Tomorrow at school, we’ll perform it properly with everything.”

As Kotomi spoke, she found the guitar version she had recorded the night before.

In fact, she had first recorded it as a guitar-and-vocal piece. She had wanted to sing it once herself as a demonstration for Yui.

But after listening back to her own recording, Kotomi decided to record another version—only the guitar, no vocals.