I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

Feng Zejian finished his meal and then poked at it.

Just as he was about to say something, Sakurai Sakika's phone rang again.

Feng Zejian held his breath.

"What's wrong, Father?"

"The demo of the new song has been sent to my email, right? Okay, I'll go get it now."

Sakurai Sakika hung up the phone, looked at Kazesawa, and then took Kazesawa's hand.

"Wind Lord, come with me."

Kazesawa was pulled along by Sakurai Sakika.

The elevator went up to the fifth floor.

The "separate room" that Sakurai Sakika mentioned was actually the entire fifth floor, which had simply been converted into a single room.

The recording equipment inside is quite complete.

When Kazema arrived at the recording studio, Sakurai Sakika sat in front of the computer, opened her email, downloaded the files from her email, and imported them directly into the device.

After finishing, he turned around and looked at Feng Zejian.

"Feng Jun, I might need a little time to write the lyrics and compose the music. There are drinks, fruit, and desserts in the fridge, help yourself. Wait a moment, love you."

As she spoke, she made a heart shape with her hands.

Kazema never expected Sakurai Sakika to have this side to her, and this girl is really serious when she's working; she has a lot of poise and confidence.

Feng Zejian stopped paying attention to her and took out his earphones from his pocket, plugged them into his phone, and started listening to music.

Music is always a great way to relax and pass the time, no matter the circumstances.

And when I get so engrossed in listening, I can't help but hum along.

Because of the heavenly voice, even a soft hum is incredibly beautiful.

Sakurai Sakika, who was working diligently, had her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

I checked the music player on my computer over and over again.

I didn't turn it on, so why is there music playing?

Looking around, Sakurai Sakika finally pinpointed the source of the sound.

The music being hummed by Feng Zejian is relatively calming Western music.

Although it was a humming, the pronunciation was very clear, and Sakurai Saki listened quietly.

After finishing the song, Kazesawa realized that Sakurai Saki was watching him, and then took off his headphones.

"Did I disturb you? Or should I go downstairs and wait for you?"

Sakurai Sakika shook her head.

"How could I be disturbing you? I just didn't expect Feng Jun's voice to be so beautiful."

Feng Zejian modestly replied, "I was just singing randomly, it's not exactly good."

Sakurai Saki replied very seriously:

"How could that be? My evaluation is very fair. I've heard all the singers in my father's company sing. Otherwise, why would my father entrust me with the task of adjusting the demos?"

Feng Zejian raised an eyebrow.

"So, Sakurai Sakika is a well-educated and virtuous young lady."

"It's alright. Although I am my parents' child, I still feel a little ashamed if I keep taking from them, so I want to do something. After doing it a lot, I got used to it. I don't think I'm that great."

Suddenly, Sakurai Sakika thought of something.

"By the way, are you interested in recording songs? I have a few songs that I've already worked on, but haven't officially recorded yet."

Feng Zejian still had some questions.

"Aren't these all songs from your father's company?"

"Well, but I'm my father's daughter, so I always have special privileges. If I find something I like, I'll keep it, and then I'll record it myself and post it on social media."

Sakurai Sakika excitedly shared her social music account, which has over 100,000 followers, with Kazesawa.

Having released a total of five songs and already having this many fans is already quite impressive.

Moreover, all five songs were actually on my playlist, and I was just one of those hundreds of thousands of fans.

It can only be said that Tokyo is truly a breeding ground for talent.

Sakurai Sakika was so excited to see that Kazesawa had been following her before that she immediately hugged him.

"I always said our fate was ordained by heaven."

Feng Zejian merely gave an awkward but polite smile.

"So why don't you give it a try? It's exciting to be active online in secret."

Feng Zejian pondered for a moment. "Alright, I don't have anything else to do anyway."

Chapter Fifty-Four: Always Deceiving Oneself

The two then sat down in front of the computer. Feng Zejian familiarized himself with the lyrics and music a few times before entering the recording studio.

Although Feng Zejian's voice is quite good, he is a novice and just doing it for fun, so he makes many mistakes. However, he will only make the same mistake once.

Therefore, the whole process was much smoother than those that take a whole day to record.

Moreover, there's no need for auto-tuning at all. Many artists who only have good looks but no talent need a million-dollar sound engineer to break into the music industry.

The sounds of those people in the recording studio shattered Sakurai Saki's heart.

She wanted to say those words several times.

Some circles you just can't force yourself into. After all, she's the top star in her father's company, so you have to grit your teeth and try to get in touch with her.

However, after the repair is completed, Sakurai Sakika's hearing will be temporarily dormant for a few days.

Sakurai Sakika calls this type of auditory protective dormancy.

Sakurai Sakika's talent is known as perfect pitch.

Listening to Kazesawa's singing outside was a treat for Sakurai Sakika, who possesses perfect pitch.

As Feng Zejian walked out of the recording studio, he felt refreshed.

"I think my singing was alright."

Everyone has an inexplicable confidence when it comes to singing.

Although Feng Zejian said he was alright, he actually had a high opinion of himself.

Sakurai Saki gave two thumbs up and a wink.

"It sounds amazing. You have to be just as good at the duet next, Feng Jun."

"I'll try my best, okay?"

The two recorded songs until late at night.

Sakurai Saki edited the music and then posted the two songs on her music website's social media account.

"Our song has been submitted, and it should be approved as soon as the review begins."

Sakurai Saki yawned.

"I'm a little sleepy, let's go to sleep."

Kazema paused for a moment, then pointed to himself and then to Sakurai Saki. "Sleep with you?"

"Hmm, my room is big enough for two people. Come with me."

Kazesawa was pulled to Sakurai Sakika's room.

The 200-square-meter fully furnished bedroom is definitely big enough for two people. "I know Feng Jun won't sleep in the same bed as me, so you can sleep in the big one and I'll sleep in the small one."

"it is good."

Feng Zejian knew very well that children whose parents were both busy would instinctively fear loneliness, and a small space could give them a sense of security.

Sakurai Saki lowered the projection screen, dividing the large space into two parts, each with its own private space.

Feng Zejian also yawned; he was sleepy after playing for so long.

He took off his outer clothes and went to sleep.

Sakurai Saki peeked out from behind the curtain and smiled gently at Kazesawa, who was already fast asleep: "Goodnight, Kaze-kun."

The next morning,

Chairman's Office, Sakurai Entertainment Building.

Hiroshi Sakurai opened the music software on his computer, loading the edited songs his daughter had sent him.

She is a deeply hidden doting father; she will personally listen to every piece of music created by her daughter, who has perfect pitch.

He also follows his daughter's social media accounts, although Sakurai Sakika has not revealed her identity.

At that moment, a notification sound rang out, and Sakurai Sakika's account automatically pushed a new song.

Hiroshi Sakurai raised an eyebrow, somewhat excited.

"My darling daughter has released a new song? Let Daddy listen to it."

Hiroshi Sakurai closed his eyes and savored the singing voice of his beloved daughter.

As he listened, Sakurai's smile disappeared from his face.

"A man's voice, whose voice is that? It's quite nice. It must be my darling daughter trying to be innovative by using a voice changer. Yes, that must be it."

It turns out that when a person doesn't want to believe something, they will find what they consider the most reasonable reason to convince themselves, even though that reason may seem absurd to outsiders.

At noon, Sakurai Sakika slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to check if Feng Zejian was still there.

The thing she didn't want to see still happened; he was nowhere to be seen in the room.

Just as Sakurai Saki was heartbroken, the sound of flushing came from the toilet, and a moment later Kazesawa came out of the toilet.

Sakurai Sakika excitedly stepped forward and hugged Kazesawa Masaru without saying a word.

Kazema, who had just gone to the restroom, was completely bewildered by this action.

Moreover, Sakurai Sakika's crying and laughing appearance was somewhat puzzling.

"Had a nightmare? Why do you look like this?"

"Pretty much. I thought you left without saying goodbye."

Feng Zejian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He thought to himself, "I really want to leave without saying goodbye, but you have something on me."

"Since I've already promised to go on a date with you, I won't go back on my word. Since we've only gone halfway through the day, let's quickly decide where we're going next."

"Of course, the amusement park! I'll leave after I wash up and change."

"it is good."

Kaze has already embarked on preparations to make a feature film.

Kazema found a movie that was an hour and a half long, and when it was almost an hour, Sakurai Sakika said she was ready.

To be honest, Feng Zejian was surprised at that moment.

This is much faster than I expected; it seems she's really in a hurry.

When Kazesawa and Sakurai Saki left the internet cafe one after the other and arrived at a nearby parking lot, Kazesawa vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

It wasn't until he walked up to a red Lamborghini that Feng Zejian realized something was wrong.

Are you eighteen?

Sakurai Saki pouted, looking somewhat unhappy. "Am I that big?"

The feeling of a heart attack welled up inside me.