My Restaurant's Guests are All Abnormal

Chapter 159: Chapter Nineteen: The so-called idol is about sharing feelings with you.

"Release it! For the dream carved in my heart, I can disregard even the future." Angelina raised her hands high, and Grade Seven Magic Thundercloud Lightning burst forth from her fingertips, instantly enveloping the entire concert venue.

Chen Ze couldn’t help but press the Magic Stone, halting the scene at that moment. This was the pausing method Lafra had told him about.

"Wait, are things really this unreliable in the Otherworld?" Chen Ze was shocked, though he had felt a strong urge to comment from the moment Angelina and the others appeared onstage.

Especially when he saw Pern, the Necromancer, dressed in particularly white clothes, Chen Ze almost spat out his cola.

And he knew exactly what the second song prepared by Hastur’s band was as soon as he heard the intro.

This was none other than the Super Electromagnetic Cannon, famously known as the Railgun.

However, Chen Ze felt that if he was at the concert, the first thing he would do is run away, rather than continue cheering about how cute it was.

"What’s wrong? I think it’s pretty ordinary." Lafra looked at Chen Ze, puzzled. To her, the song sounded fine, but the Grade Seven Magic seemed a bit lackluster.

In Lafra’s opinion, it would be more appropriate to cast a Super-tier Magic World-Ending Thunderous Lightning onstage to match the spirit of the song.

"Shouldn’t a normal person run away immediately in this situation? And now the lightning is actually striking down!" Chen Ze looked at the bolts of lightning in the scene, completely flabbergasted.

"Is there a problem?" Lafra blinked, a look of confusion on her face.

Chen Ze paused, then took another look at the scene recorded in the Magic Crystal.

Now that he thought about it, there didn’t seem to be a single normal person among them...

Chen Ze silently pressed the Magic Crystal, and the scene resumed playing.

"At this moment, only my Electromagnetic Cannon can strike with thunderous force, this certain premonition, within my body..." Angelina’s tail coiled around as she felt a thrill of excitement.

As the Serpent High Priest, Angelina was naturally a lightning element Priest, and this song reminded her of the days when she practiced in Thunder Gorge.

A concentrated mass of lightning energy gathered at her fingertips, crackling and blending with the singing.

"Let this power shine and illuminate the distant dreams ahead!" Angelina sang out forcefully, the electricity in her hands slicing through the venue, flashing over the heads of the audience.

Chen Ze stroked his chin, unable to deny that, despite looking a bit odd with her serpentine tail—after all, an idol with a snake tail was something Chen Ze had never seen before—Angelina’s voice was incredibly penetrating. Even through the magical screen, Chen Ze could feel the soul-stirring singing.

Lafra turned to look at Chen Ze, her face exceptionally red. She was now regretting why she had made this request in the morning.

"This is your Magic Crystal." Lafra walked in with a displeased face, placing a Magic Crystal on the table.

"Thank you, Lafra," Chen Ze said a bit awkwardly. Ever since yesterday’s incident, Chen Ze felt a bit unnatural whenever he saw Lafra.

"I want you to watch it with me..." Lafra murmured the request in a low voice.

"Huh?" Chen Ze was a bit confused.

"I..." Lafra turned her head away, annoyed with embarrassment; she suspected that Chen Ze was pretending not to have understood.

"I... close the door and watch it with me!" Lafra nearly shouted the sentence.

"Ah, how embarrassing..." Lafra covered her face, having never expected Chen Ze to actually close the door and watch the Magic Crystal with her. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

"Thank you, everyone~" Angelina waved vigorously, then stepped back.

The Fallen Fairy Midra stepped forward, taking the lead position.

"Next, please listen to ’The Thing You Gave Me.’" In an instant, the entire concert venue fell silent.

Chen Ze’s mouth twitched, he had a bad feeling.

"The promises made at the end of summer, the dreams of the future, grand hopes, don’t forget." Midra opened her eyes, her pupils filled with endless sorrow and reluctance.

Chen Ze gasped, here it came again, it was happening again.

Just yesterday, he finally got that melody out of his head, and today you’re giving me a replay?

However, Chen Ze was a bit puzzled, although the song was indeed very nice to listen to, but if not combined with the content of the animation, it was probably just nice.

And Hastur certainly wouldn’t be able to bring Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day to the Otherworld, Hastur must know this, so what was Hastur’s reason for choosing this song?

"It’s very sad, trying to smile through tears and saying goodbye, that best memory..." After Midra finished singing the song, tears uncontrollably streamed from her eyes.

She remembered asking that broker... that agent, why she had to sing this song, and what did the transfer in it mean.

Then, without a word, the agent stuffed a segment of memory into her brain, causing her to cry for a while, though pain was also a reason.

"Ladies and gentlemen, on the 666th day of the Magic Month, we will officially release our first movie, Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day, please make sure to support us!" Midra wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and retreated.

Why should one bear the pain alone? Moreover, the agent was already thinking of ways to make that story fit the background of the negative plane more closely.

Midra was very curious to see, at the moment when the boy cried out "I’ve found you, Menma!" and when the song played once more, how many people would be able to hold back their sadness.

The agent often said that the audience is a creature that is happy when the idol is happy, so when the idol is sad, it seems only fair to involve the audience, doesn’t it? fгeewebnovёl.com

Thinking of this, Midra felt considerably better in spirit, and she was now eager to perform in Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day.

Chen Ze inhaled sharply again, so it really was happening, Hastur was serious?

Chen Ze was a bit stunned, yet somewhat curious; he felt that he would be very interested in the Otherworld version of Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day, only he didn’t know if he would still be moved, considering the actors were probably not even human.

"Lafra..." Chen Ze felt a bit awkward, not knowing if he should speak up.

"I get it, you want to watch, right?" Lafra gave Chen Ze a look, but still nodded her head.

"Thank you, Lafra." Chen Ze let out a sigh of relief.

"However, I want my payment now!" Lafra said softly, looking down.

"Okay, what do you want? Coke?" Chen Ze was relieved that he had bought plenty of Coke.

Just as Chen Ze was about to stand up, he felt a weight on his shoulder.

Lafra, her face flushed, leaned on Chen Ze’s shoulder, her arms wrapped around his arm, and murmured as softly as a mosquito.

"Just this... just this... is fine..."