Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Mygo, the legendary band of Tokyo heartthrobs. (Author: Louis's Cat)

Yamada Ryo reflects on why Narusawa Kaede became a scumbag.

My friend's sister, Little Pochi, the lead singer of Mygo, the keyboardist of Avemujica, and even more that she didn't know about...

Yamada Ryo struggled for a long time, and finally decided that he had to hold the basket he created himself.

Bad women and bad men, isn't this rock and roll?

Narusawa Kaede: "Don't worry about the place, don't worry about the tempo, don't worry about the audience, just cheer!!!!"

A soul that pursues freedom will never be captured by gravity. In this journey of life, only courage and music can accompany you!

Strings, keyboards, play!

Don’t worry about the atmosphere, don’t worry about the audience, just lift your chest and cheer!

I, Mingze Feng, am a soul as free as the wind!

Damn...what is this black hole heavy band.

【mygo+Lonely Rock】

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Volume 1: The Boy Wants to Build a Huge Harem

Chapter One: Coco

What exactly are the ordinary and the taken-for-granted?

......

"Alright, that's all for this lesson. get out of class dismissed..."

"Ring ring ring ring—"

The school bell may have a magical power, or it may be that without the lullaby in class, the noise during breaks rises like a surging tide.

Mingze Feng is no longer sleepy.

He opened his eyes, and what came into view was a classroom and a wooden desk. After a few seconds of stunned silence, he realized he was in class.

"..."

Mingze Feng took out his phone with the cracked screen and glanced at the time.

It's now the end of the second period in the afternoon, which is about 3:20.

Next, he had to take a bus line whose name he'd forgotten within twenty minutes to get to the convenience store where he worked before four o'clock. His job at the convenience store wasn't as a cashier; he was a loader who helped move goods during deliveries.

As expected, four hours later, after wiping away his sweat, Mingze Feng will receive a reward of over 5,000 yen and a bottle of water as a gift from the boss.

Because he earned a lot of money from his job last night, he had planned to reward himself with a discounted lunchbox worth 750 yen after finishing his part-time job today. He had arranged with the convenience store owner to save him a portion of the lunchbox.

He then saved the remaining money as a dream fund.

If he hadn't died last night, this would definitely have happened.

He'll be very excited to see the numbers growing in his savings account.

"Mingze! The director wants to see you!"

"Oh..."

"Mingze, the school knows about what happened to you. It's truly heartbreaking to see you go through all this. Now, regarding your father's situation, all we can do is offer our condolences. However..."

The head of the teaching department had a round face, and Mingze Feng vaguely felt that he might have seen this opening somewhere before.

The Japanese have a unique "kedo" transition; no matter what comes before, the important part is what follows the transition.

But he put it so well that Mingze Feng had no chance to get angry.

"So, what are you planning to do next?" the round-faced director asked.

"What do you mean?"

Mingze Feng hoped the other party would explain more clearly. Since waking up this morning, memories of two different lives had been intertwined in his mind, making his head feel dizzy and he had no mental capacity to think about what the other party was saying.

Do you plan to return to school for the new semester?

"Oh, that's it," Mingze Feng remembered. He remembered his current situation.

Two years ago, my father became widowed, and I lived with him. He was a philanderer, rarely home, and even when he was home, he was drunk. As for living expenses... I received about two thousand yen a month, which was practically nothing.

Originally, he quit the club in the second year of junior high school and continued to do homework and errands at school, and worked as a waiter in convenience stores and family restaurants outside of school.

The 14-year-old boy, who didn't know he needed to pay the utility bills until they were posted on his door, miraculously survived.

They rely on cold leftovers from convenience stores after get off work and leftovers from family restaurants.

Until last night, after working on an illegal construction site that operated at night until four in the morning, I lay down at home in a daze and fainted despite the abdominal pain.

Mingze Feng took a brush with death, which also helped him break the effects of the Meng Po soup, and he awakened his memories of his past life as a Chinese laborer who died suddenly.

That's it.

His biological clock woke him up at seven o'clock, muscle memory carried him to school, and then he slept all day.

He was so hungry he was seeing stars, and it seemed like he was hallucinating.

Above the round-faced owner's head were several lines of text.

[Impatient: Why are these students bothering me after get off work?]

"...What about tuition and procedures? There will be a new fee starting in April," the head of academic affairs said.

Mingze Feng blinked, unsure if he was hallucinating, so he simply asked, "...So you mean to discourage me from leaving?"

The head of student affairs was taken aback, then hurriedly waved his hands: "No, no, no, I didn't say that, so, it's just..."

Another "kedo" (けど). Do Japanese people become unable to speak without this word?

The text changed to [panic → anger: How could this student be so rude!]

The dean of students gradually calmed down, but under Ming Zefeng's calm gaze, he became angry and frowned: "This is the school's rule."

Mingze Feng waved his hand, finally confirming that it wasn't a hallucination, but what good was knowing now?

"Since that's the case, then so be it. I still need to go to work."

What an idiot! So hypocritical, who are you trying to scare?

......

Japanese schools operate on a three-semester system, and it's already winter, meaning the third semester is halfway through. April refers to the start of the new semester next year.

However, that has nothing to do with Mingze Feng anymore.

High school is not compulsory education. Why would a school here care about what's wrong with a student's family?

However, the biggest impact of dropping out of school on Naruzawa Kaede's life right now is probably...

"The half-price tram discount for students is gone."

Japan isn't just about the Shinkansen; the train industry here is heavily privatized. Lines just 200 meters apart might belong to different companies, with varying fares. Sometimes, to save time, Narusawa Kaede would choose the cheapest option after the student half-price discount.

But most of the time, he walks.

Moreover, what he was about to do was clearly not part of the original plan.

"...Let's go to the clinic for a check-up first."

When Mingze Feng woke up this morning, he found a savings account at home. He had been saving money in it diligently, even while living frugally.

Over the course of two years, I had accumulated 63,782 yen. This amount, combined with the wages I had originally planned to earn from part-time work, was more than enough to cover my tuition fees, though that wasn't part of my original plan.

This is the Dream Fund... This place was highlighted in the original life plan.

Mingze Feng asked with some confusion, "What are my dreams?"

He has memories of his past life, memories of his original job, and the joy he felt when he gradually saved up his savings.

The only thing he couldn't find was his dream.

But now is not the time to think about dreams; his stomach hurts, and there's definitely something wrong with his body.

"Elevated white blood cell count, symptoms of stomach ulcers, intestinal inflammation..."

The doctor at the community hospital recommended that he undergo a gastroscopy and histological examination, and suggested that he go to a larger hospital, where a referral letter could be provided.

[Complaint: Students these days are getting physically weaker and weaker; stomach ulcers will get worse if they're not treated properly.]

Mingze Feng thanked the doctor for the advice and received the aluminum magnesium carbonate tablets he wanted and was most familiar with.

Thank goodness, this thing is cheap enough in this country.

This medicine is mainly used to treat stomach discomfort caused by mucosal damage and excessive stomach acid.

At least after taking the pills, Mingze Feng felt much better.

I splashed my face with cold water at home, and there's a big exclamation mark on the mirror. I don't know who put it there.

Mingze Feng lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and subconsciously began to think about the future.

There are still many things to consider. I'll use the dream fund to cover my tuition, but I won't go to Soubu High School. I'll find a relatively cheaper one and then practice Japanese university entrance exam questions...

After all, that's how adults are. Children only need to think about their dreams, but adults have many other things to consider, such as whether to copy toilet paper from another world, make money by livestreaming "China is awesome" on a domestic platform, or even transcribe sheet music...

And so, another day has come to an end.

Wait, something's not right?

"...Was something wrong just now?"

Mingze Feng opened his eyes, ran back to the bathroom, and glanced at the mirror on the wall out of the corner of his eye.

The large exclamation mark was crystal clear, right above his head, and as he gazed at it, it slowly transformed into two lines of text.

【Coco 1: You once entrusted your dreams to this place, come and take them back】

[Pending Claim: Basic Music Theory Lv1, String Fingering Lv1]

Ming Zefeng hesitated for a second, then silently said in his heart: Receive.

There were no unusual phenomena.

But as he reminisced, Mingze Feng increasingly recalled the basics of music theory, and his fingers, resting on the enamel sink, unconsciously began to move.

He seemed to have... just like that, he successfully received it?

At this moment, the words on the mirror also changed.

Coco 2: Please Wait for Dawn

Chapter Two: The Pork Donburi Lady (worth 180 yen)

Waiting until tomorrow... how is that possible!

Who could possibly sleep like this?

Mingze Feng picked up his phone to find a sheet music, but he couldn't connect to the internet. He then realized that his mobile data was off.

He stopped before clicking on the data usage.

He then realized that his phone card only had the most basic dial card and no data allowance.

"Ah, ha..."

It's unbelievable that there are people in 21st-century Tokyo who don't have internet access. The real world is definitely more surreal than the 2D world.

This guy is really...

Glug...glug...

Mingze Feng clutched his stomach. The pills he had just taken seemed to be working; the acidity in his stomach gradually subsided, replaced by hunger.

Mingze Feng patted his face and stared at his reflection in the mirror.

Her skin was a sickly white, but her face was exactly the same as in her previous life—a pleasing face with a touch of youthfulness.