The air turned heavy when the two went silent. The invisible force drew the two speakers close like there wasn’t any distance between Wu Yan and Miku at all.
Wu Yan and Miku can’t see each other’s faces so they lowered their guard around each other.
Wu Yan waited for Miku to answer him. Finally, he got an answer.
“No, I only have one voice…”
“Is that so…”
Wu Yan sighed in disappointment.
“How regrettable…”
Miku stayed silent for a while before asking with a complicated tone.
“Why are you so fixated on my previous voice? Is my current voice not good?”
Miku’s probably pursing her lips on the other side of the phone.
“Compared to my previous self, I have more fans. They all like my new voice. The industry also can’t get enough of my music. Why do you insist I sing in my current voice?”
“Hmm…”
Wu Yan shook his head.
He tossed his clothes aside before sitting down on his bed.
“Ok, why do you want to use your current voice so much? Do you have your previous voice?”
“No way!”
Miku sounded like someone ruffled her feathers.
“That is my voice! It’s something that I grew up with, the only thing I had! Why would I hate it?!”
“Right, and, why aren’t you using it to sing?”
Wu Yan closed his eyes.
“You said that’s your voice, no?”
“Because it’s gone! The dirty humans took it away from me!”
Miku started raising her voice in hatred.
“So what if I had a nice voice? It’s not here anymore! It’s gone! I can’t get it back!”
“Is that so?”
Wu Yan replied calmly despite Miku’s triggered response.
“Psychological dysphonia, your condition stemmed from a psychological source. It is a physical manifestation of old trauma, your previous trauma is the source of your dysphonia.”
“In other words, your weak heart is the source of this ailment.”
Wu Yan tried to soothe her.
“Miku, you never lost your voice. It’s still in you. You just need to find the strength and recover it.”
“Strength? Are you implying that I am weak?”
Miku laughed sarcastically.
“Even if I got my old voice back, what difference would it make? Who would listen to my song?”
Miku raised her voice.
“If my fans really liked my work and creation then why did they get swayed by a baseless rumor? Why did they choose to believe a dubious source? Didn’t they love my voice? Didn’t they like my songs? What does my voice have to do with those nasty rumors?!”
“My fans never truly believed in me, none of them helped me when I needed them the most…”
Miku sounded morose and self-deprecating.
“Even if I get my old voice back, the same situation will just repeat itself. They are just going to betray me again…”
“With my current voice, people will believe me…”
“If I lose my voice then…”
“Like~I~Said~”
Wu Yan interrupted Miku’s rant.
“From the start, I said I wanted to hear you sing with your real voice, why did I assume nobody’s going to like your signing? I am here, aren’t I?!”
“You…”
Miku choked on her words. She gnashed her teeth at him.
“You think you can convince me with your words? You just want to seal my Reiryoku. I don’t believe you…”
“True, I do want to seal your power. But, I’ve never heard you sing…”
Wu Yan calmly replied.
“I cannot agree with your statement that nobody wanted to help you.”
Miku flinched.
“When a girl’s in trouble, it’s the man’s duty to help. Your fans never helped you when you’re hurt because they aren’t real men!”
Wu Yan chuckled.
“You’re going to sum up all men because of those trashy simp wearing male masks? Not all men are as abominable as your toxic fanbase. I am sorry but I can’t accept your reasoning.”
“Y-you’re all talk…”
Miku gnashed her teeth. She resisted her racing heart.
“Like you said, I am not going to discard my previous experience just because you talk a good talk.”
Wu Yan fell speechless.
Miku has a point. Wu Yan is all talk at this point. He has no evidence to back himself up.
On the other hand, Miku got hurt by her fans in the past. She saw the ugly side of men and she did have a few valid points.
Although she generalized her experience with men, it was only because her fans abandoned her in her time of need.
Miku saw the dark and ugly side of society and she never saw the goodness and hope of society. How is she going to get her faith back?
How is he going to save this lady? How is he going to heal the scar inside her heart? How is he going to get the lonely and pitiful lady to trust other people once more?
Wu Yan had an idea.
Maybe this is why Miku wants to find someone who can listen to her and hear her ramblings.
Perhaps that is why Miku called him every day after he left a deep impression on him.
Miku probably called him because she was feeling lonely.
Perhaps Miku is just looking for someone that will listen to her.
Wu Yan inhaled deeply. He giggled.
“Hey, Miku…”
Miku continued in a soft tone.
“When you got your psychological dysphonia, did it ever occur to you that you’re holding out for someone to come help you? Is that why you said ‘Nobody helped me when I needed them the most’?”
Miku’s heart stopped for a moment there. She wanted to snap back at Wu Yan.
However, Wu Yan interrupted her before she can retort.
“Okay, I’ve made up my mind.”
Wu Yan laughed out loud.
“Since you don’t trust me yet, I am going to make you trust me, you will put your hope in me.”
Wu Yan started laughing.
“Don’t keep me waiting, mkay?”
“Y-you…”
Miku’s voice shook.
The doors to her heart are trembling.
Wu Yan could tell what Miku felt like so he changed his tone.
“When’s the concert?”
Miku flinched in shock. She subconsciously replied on the spot.
“One week later, Tengu city northern central plaza. It’s at 2 O’clock.”
“Oh? Looks like there is still time…”
Wu Yan shrugged.
“Okay, I am going to bring my family along to see your concert. We will be there to root for you.”
“Ha?”
Miku didn’t expect this outcome.
“I thought you said you wanted to hear me use my real voice? I…”
“True, you won’t be using your real voice at the concert though, right? You’re not ready yet…”
Wu Yan grinned.
“I can wait, I will wait until you’re ready to use your real voice.”
