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She was accompanied by her band members, who would perform at the end of the wedding along with the End Band and SIDEROS.

Yuma has been following their band closely, and they've actually made a name for themselves.

"It has indeed been a long time. I didn't expect you to be married already, senior."

The person next to her was Iori Ren, whom Yuma had met that day; she is now the lead singer of their band.

"Wasn't she going to take the college entrance exam? Did she succeed?" Yuma asked Momoka in a low voice.

“She changed her mind later,” Momoka Kawahara answered him quietly. “She has a real talent for being a lead singer.”

After playing rock music, they suddenly stopped going to school? But when Yuma thought about it carefully, their band's academic background seemed... not so impressive after all.

After settling the five of them in, Yuzhen was called to the door by his father, and as soon as he arrived, he was restrained by a big guy.

"You're already married, kid." Senior Tokita and some of his friends from Izu came as invited.

They didn't take off their clothes as usual on this important occasion; for Yuuma's sake, they were all trying hard to restrain their instincts.

"Senior, didn't you get married a long time ago? Why are you so surprised?" Yuma broke free from his grasp. "Everyone, let's go inside quickly."

Then he noticed the large boxes that the people behind him were carrying: "What are these?"

"These are the drinks for today's wedding; we helped bring them in," Senior Tokita replied without batting an eye.

“I don’t recall preparing the Water of Life for my wedding.” Yuma pointed to the symbol on the box. “You can drink it, but you’re not allowed to take off your clothes.”

"Don't worry." Tokita-senpai's expression turned serious. "We also have principles on such important occasions."

"That's good."

After settling them in, Yuma welcomed in many of her old friends.

"Brother, you'll be back soon."

When Hongxia came out from backstage and called Yuma back, he sensed the resentment emanating from a certain blond-haired Izu guy, but the reliable senior Tokita knocked him unconscious with a chop to the neck and suppressed it.

This time, they really didn't dare to cause trouble for Yuzhen.

……

The wedding proceeded smoothly according to the plan. Xingge's father led her to Youzhen and gave her his hand to hold.

Then, with tears in his eyes, he went to sit down. His daughter had married the man she loved, and he thought that if his wife could see this, she would probably cry tears of joy too.

Yuuma and Hoshika accepted the pair of rings that Hongxia and the others gave them, and exchanged the rings at Yuuki's instruction.

"Now, the groom may kiss the bride," Yu Xing instructed, following the procedure he had rehearsed in advance.

Yuma moved closer to Hoshika and couldn't help but smile as she looked at Hoshika's face, which had turned bright red with embarrassment.

Xingge heard his laughter, though it wasn't loud. She immediately closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly.

Yuzhen lowered her head slightly, and their lips met.

Although he had kissed countless times before, Yuzhen felt that this time was the most unique, and he felt very happy at this moment.

Boqi, sitting in the audience, looked at the two people on the stage. This was the first time she had attended someone else's wedding. She had never gone with her parents when they were invited to her family before.

She glanced at her parents embracing each other and seemed quite pleased. Perhaps this shows she's growing up?

"Next, we will present to Goto Ichiri, the band's closing act, with the 'Happiness Award for Witnessing a Wedding for the First Time'."

Boqi, now a rock queen, accepted the trophy, and Hongxia in the audience applauded for her.

"It was so amazing that Pochi-chan was able to attend her older siblings' wedding."

"No, I wouldn't have won this award without those two. Hehe~"

"hey-hey……"

In Poch's mind, she had just received the trophy. But she was immediately woken up by her sister's poke.

"Will my sister have a boyfriend in the future?" Goto Jiri looked at her older sister with innocent eyes. "Will my sister get married in the future?"

Pochi returned to reality and became listless.

She was too arrogant; she should apologize to everyone in the world who has attended other people's weddings.

Shima and Eliza sat together, and at their table were the children of SIDEROS, and of course, Hiroi...

"Where's Hiroi?" Shima suddenly realized that she had been so engrossed in watching the show from the stands that she had overlooked Hiroi.

She looked around and saw Hiroi, who had been drinking, with a group of burly Izu men drinking at another table.

However, upon closer inspection, Shima realized that there weren't only burly men, but also several women. The woman drinking with Hiroi was a beautiful woman with long, wavy purple hair.

Shima stormed over, apologized to them, dragged Hiroi back, and then, together with Eliza, pinned her to a chair, determined not to let her run around.

"It's time to throw the bouquet."

Someone said something, and everyone looked at Xingge.

Then everyone noticed that she seemed different from the brides seen in TV dramas; she simply picked up the bouquet with one hand and threw it away with a forceful throw.

"Is this how you throw things?" Yuma asked her mother, who was standing next to her, with great uncertainty.

"Well... it doesn't matter, as long as everyone has fun." Kenzaki Yuriko would never admit that she forgot to teach Hoshika how to throw.

"Who received it?" Kita had already run offstage, but she couldn't find it.

“It’s me!” PA held up the bouquet of flowers she was holding, her face beaming with pride.

"When did she run downstairs?" Xingge herself didn't know when the bridesmaid had gone downstairs.

"Never mind, as long as everyone has fun." Yuzhen said, pulling Xingge into her arms.

“That’s true.” Xingge tilted her head slightly and leaned against his chest.

……

Three years later.

After finishing their tour, Xingge went to a convenience store to buy some things.

Yuzhen sat at a table in the exhibition hall, with a girl sitting on his lap and a boy sitting on a stool next to him, looking at the photo album in his hands.

"My high school mom looks like a delinquent teenager."

“Indeed, she was quite fierce back then.” Yuuma looked at the photos inside. “But, Kazuma, Makoto, isn’t it amazing that Daddy was able to marry Mommy?”

"Dad is the best." ×2

Yuma wanted to continue looking through the photo album, but suddenly an izakaya employee came to tell him that a group of people had come to the izakaya and brought several cases of "water of life". They also said that they were from Izu and came to see Yuma.

"Oh no! PA, watch the kids for me." Yuzhen handed the two children to PA and rushed out, but he turned back as soon as he stepped out: "Oh, by the way, remember to put that job posting on the bar at the door later."

Yuma left after she finished speaking.

PA turned her gaze away from the doorway, then looked at the two children beside her who were looking up at her, and sighed helplessly.

Although she was used to this kind of thing, it didn't stop her from tattling. She was going to tell Hoshika that Yuzhen said Hoshika was fierce.

Fortunately, both children were very obedient and well-behaved. After she gave the children the audio-visual merchandise dolls that Eliza had given her, she no longer needed to take care of them.

She went to the bar and picked up the job posting.

"Hiring a stagehand?" PA looked at the job posting with a puzzled expression. "How many years has it been since you thought of hiring a stagehand? Oh well, go post it now."

(The End)

Chapter 1 Author's Closing Remarks

This book has finally come to an end.

To be honest, I didn't originally intend to write this much. In my original plan, it should have ended around the time of the school festival in the first season of the anime.

But as I kept writing, I ended up writing this much.

This book has no AI; I typed it all out myself, word by word, on my phone and computer.

The outline of this book is just one sentence: "True love will eventually be united." I would also like to share this sentence with everyone who is reading this book, wishing you all to find your other half.

yysy, I actually wrote another book at the beginning, which also featured a female protagonist in Star Song, but that book was written in the first person.

However, because the computer's hard drive failed, it's gone.

Fortunately, I had backed up my thesis and drawings to an external hard drive, so I only lost the novel I had written, which contained more than 400,000 words.

Later, I didn't want to write anymore. After all, this kind of thing is too infuriating, and I lost my motivation.

Because I wasn't sure how well I was writing, I often showed my novels to a friend and asked him for suggestions. He often read fan fiction on Lofter and could also offer some good ideas.

During the May Day holiday, we played games together, and he asked me how my novel was going.

I told him right then and there that I had lost all my novels and didn't plan to continue writing them.

He seemed a little disappointed.

Actually, I personally thought that book was quite poorly written, but he said he liked reading these niche romance novels, which is a pity.

I thought about it for a few days and decided to rewrite it. Then, I decided to go with the flow, stop writing in the first person, play with the protagonist's name, pay homage to certain characters, and write the love story I wanted to see.

This is my first time writing a book. I've read a lot of great fanfiction before, including one with a female lead who is a PA (Personal Actor), which I really liked. There's also "Rain Addiction," which was the first Lonely Rock fanfiction I ever read.

After reading Mygo, I looked for some fanfiction to read. The one that left the deepest impression was the songbook by that band on my bookshelf. Wow, it was amazing! It had that kind of heart-wrenching, complex relationship. Speaking of which, I'm still in the author's group chat. It's quite interesting to read everyone's conversations every day.

After that, I read a story about a star song, but it stopped updating. Since it stopped writing, I decided to try writing one myself.

I've never been to Japan, so I researched a lot about Japanese culture and customs online. I even talked to the professor who taught our elective course and had studied there. To be honest, it's quite something that I, an introverted person, took the initiative to talk to a professor, especially for the sake of writing a novel. Now, I really don't want to recall that time.

I've never been in a relationship and have been single for over twenty years. So I'm not very good at describing love, and when I first started writing, I frantically read other books to learn.

I, a complete tech novice, learned how to post articles and uploaded my own novel. And then I just couldn't stop.

Knowing that someone read this really excited me; I'm not writing all alone anymore. What motivated me most was that a generous person gifted me over a hundred yuan worth of virtual gifts one day; I was completely stunned.

Every now and then, I check the backend to see everyone's paragraph comments and book reviews. But I don't reply much because I'm not good with words and I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing and offending everyone.

I'm happy that some people appreciate my work, and I can accept that some don't like it either. After all, this is a book written without an outline, just as I came up with ideas, so problems are inevitable.

There was a period when I had a lot of classes. The most outrageous time was when I did nine experiments in two weeks. I basically stayed in the lab all day and didn't come out. So during that time, I was physically and mentally exhausted. I was just writing the protagonist's memories, which caused people who didn't like it to support the book or leave directly. These are all problems that I brought on myself, so I can't blame anyone else.

There's also a problem with the story I chose. Some people can't accept the story of getting back together with an ex-girlfriend, but I didn't think of that at first.

Speaking of which, I still remember the first time I saw the urge to update more than 100 times. It was noon, and before I went to bed after class, I checked my phone.