Transmigrated Cang, possessing a flint-wielding left eye that awakens a magical world, uncovers a cosmic truth with his cousin, Shenxue: Earth is actually a prison for alien gravediggers, and Shenxue's family bloodline is a container for a spiritual virus. The two break through seven cycles of reincarnation, discovering that the world is actually a fairytale manuscript from a higher realm. Ultimately, they tear apart the shackles of narrative, wielding the silver-haired flint-wielding pen to rewrite the laws, transforming bronze doors into bookshelves, and the gravediggers into footnotes to the fairytale.

What's it like to form a band? What's it like to be a "normie" (a person who is successful and popular)? Kusano Akira felt he had some authority to answer these questions. Although some unpleasant things always happened after forming the band, he managed to resolve them all without major incidents. For example, a beautiful celebrity was possessed by a strange, earthbound spirit; a flaxen-haired, love-starved girl living in the same building wanted to sabotage the current band and reunite with her old bandmates; a quirky girl in his class had been secretly recording his affairs in a notebook; and the pink-haired, socially awkward girl from the neighboring band plastered her room with inappropriate photos—although his instincts told him something was off, he managed to handle all of those situations satisfactorily. For someone making friends for the first time, Kusano Akira felt he had done a pretty good job. It's just that his friends have been looking at him strangely lately, as if something dangerous might happen at any moment—probably just his imagination. "Aine, what are you doing here? How did you get into my house? What are you doing with that rope? Is it some new game?"—[Male protagonist story, harem]

I'm a bipolar person who's been transported to Bang Bang's world. Friends tell me Bang Bang's world is a gentle place, and the band members are all bright, cheerful, and positive. I hope to make friends in this world, arrange songs I heard in my past life, form a band, and shine on stage, all to help me manage my illness.

[Mygo, Orange, just everyday stuff] My name is Toyokawa Ningko. I have several mental health issues, but those are minor matters. I have a twin sister named Toyokawa Shoko. She's a wonderful older sister, and I love her dearly. My head is filled with over a thousand stories about our love. For some reason, my sister finally agreed to take me to school. I promise I won't let her down and will make many more friends. "What? You're saying I'm Toyokawa Shoko?" "Yes! I am Toyokawa Shoko. It's been a long time!"

After many years, he meets Yukino Yukinoshita again, and she is still the same aloof and perfect genius girl in his memory.

But I am no longer the boy who could stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

"Hachiman, your twisted nature remains unchanged."

"Under the snow, you are still the same as before, unchanged."

Ms. Hiratsuka looked at us with satisfaction: "Since you have such a good understanding, the Service Club is now in your hands."

None of us dared to tell the teacher that what we called tacit understanding was actually an unspoken regret from eight years ago.

Just as I decided to escape completely this time, a long-lost voice suddenly rang in my mind—

"A turning point in fate has been detected. [Options] are now activated again."

(mygo, mujica girl band fanfiction)

Tomato's fifth million-word novel about a girl band won the last place in the ranking and the fewest readers among such million-word novels.

The soul of Toyokawa Kiyoshige, Toyokawa Shoko's father, should have been immersed in the trivial daily life, but was forced to be involved in a conspiracy related to the band.

Clear Notice: I must tell you that I cannot be your brother, sister, father, mother, love rival, only family member, lover, spiritual support, psychologist, life mentor, best friend, worst owner, pet and toy at the same time...

God Girls: ...Why not?

Qing Gao: Because I will leave eventually, but my ideals are immortal.

In short, this is a story that is a bit imaginative and a testimony to long-term vegetarianism.