Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

"Your young lady is so easy to fool!"

"Tell that bastard to leave me alone."

Ruo Ye Mu pursed her lips, involuntarily asking herself, "What should I do...?"

"Chase after them!"

The answer will naturally follow.

She was standing next to the car, and she was standing to the side of the crowd.

Clearly, Yamada Ryo was running not far ahead.

Everything stopped moving.

like a statue.

I messed it up again...

Wakaba Mutsu... lowered his head.

"Blame me..."

The hand gripping the hem of her skirt tightened even more.

Did I... say something wrong again...?

"It's all my fault... I said the wrong thing again..."

I want to see him, I want... comforting physical contact...

Ruo Yemu glanced reluctantly in the direction of the livehouse, lifted her foot but couldn't move.

Ruoye Mutsu whispered, "Let's go see the performance first..."

Xiao Mu muttered to herself, "I'm going to catch up with Liang Jiang first, you idiot Mu Zi Mi..."

Ruoye Mu stood in front of the car door, gently rubbing her fingers on the hem of her skirt, and slowly lowered her head once again.

"Liangjiang definitely wouldn't want to see me..."

Wakaba Mutsu murmured softly.

But in his mind, he recalled the action of Mingze Feng carrying the sleeping person into the back seat of the car.

Princess hug...

Ruoye Mu never aspired to be anyone's princess.

But she also really wanted to be hugged like that.

"Please take care of her—didn't Maple Sauce say that?"

"Um..."

Feng said that before.

No, we cannot stay here.

Otherwise, everything...everything...will be like the rainy day when Crychic disbanded.

I don't want to see Saki cry anymore, or for her and Kaede to drift further and further apart, no matter what.

Ruoye Mu bit her lip, took a deep breath, lifted her skirt, and jogged after him.

"..."

Yamada Ryo had already run a short distance away.

Seeing that no one was coming from behind, Yamada Ryo became unrestrained. But at this moment, she didn't want to utter any foul language.

I was panting heavily from running, and I didn't have the strength left.

Perhaps that shout of "grass" was directed at that Mu.

"call..."

Leaning against the wall by the street, Yamada Ryo lowered his head and lit a cigarette. The flame of the lighter was weak, but it was quite obvious when held up to his eyes.

The air was thick with smoke, and Yamada Ryo let out a breath.

Then, there was the sound of messy, hurried running from the side, the delicate little leather shoes slapping against the ground, even stained with a bit of gray.

"You actually followed me..."

Ruoye Mu was a little out of breath from running. Between gasps, she said, "You...go back. To the concert..."

"Ha...why do you listen to him so much?"

Yamada Ryo chuckled and casually waved the cigarette in his hand.

The pungent smell made Wakaba Mutsu frown and take a half step back.

Seeing this, Yamada Ryo picked up a cigarette butt and placed it between himself and Wakaba Mutsu.

Ruoye Mu was silent for a moment, then looked up, her voice somewhat hesitant: "But...you really want to go, don't you?"

Before he could finish speaking, the silent arrow transformed into a laser beam, piercing Yamada Ryo's heart. Even the ash in his cigarette fell from his hand.

Yamada Ryo's eyes widened in surprise; he hadn't expected this young lady to say such a thing.

Yamada Ryo originally wanted to just snort and leave, but when she saw Wakaba Mutsu's innocent and harmless face, she lowered her head and looked at the cigarette butt in her hand.

Yamada Ryo chuckled softly.

"I said... do you want to know more about Naruzawa Kaede?"

"what?"

I think so, but not in this way.

Those golden eyes, so calm that no emotion could be discerned, coldly stared at Yamada Ryo.

Yamada Ryo didn't dare to back down either. She looked Wakaba Mutsu up and down, sighed, and shook her head. "He doesn't like obedient girls who never say a word."

Ruo Yemu's shoulders trembled.

Mingze Feng really did ignore her...

It's like he's just a familiar fan.

"..."

Wakaba Mutsumi: "I... want to know..."

Yamada Ryo: "Let me think... He likes big ones, and he likes black stockings—"

Ruoye Mu: "White silk."

Yamada Ryo: "I meant black stockings..."

Mu pouted and replied very seriously, "White silk is the correct one!"

Wakaba Mutsu added, "I get a reply very quickly when I post a picture of white stockings."

Yamada Ryo: “???”

Yamada Ryo smashed the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground and then rubbed it hard with the sole of his shoe.

White stockings... and he even made a middle or high school student wear white stockings for him to see... Where's the shame? They have no shame at all.

After a few seconds of silence, Yamada Ryo rolled his eyes.

"You idiot, don't you know how many girls are around him? Why are you so eager to get close to him?"

"If you can't do the things you want to do, what's the difference between that and imprisoning your life?"

As Ruoye Mutsu spoke, she recalled the chat history between Narusawa Kaede and her, and the words of advice she received, and repeated: "Imprisoning your own life will be very tiring."

"Imprisonment...that's really a term used by Narusawa Kaede..."

Yamada Ryo pressed the cigarette butt on the ground with the sole of his shoe and continued, "Aren't there plenty of people in this world who imprison themselves... What do you know... Kaede isn't the kind of person you think he is."

Xiao Mu tilted her head and asked:

"I want to jump into Maple's cage. Ryou-chan, can you teach me?"

The caged bird yearns for the sky beyond the bars, even though it knows the sky is just an even bigger cage.

Wakaba Mutsu also wanted to reach out.

Yamada Ryo was somewhat dazed.

It was as if he saw himself running away from home in Wakaba Mutsu.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Yamada Ryo's Past, Present, and Future

What was the past really like...?

...What exactly does that unspoken, twisted love look like...?

"R-san, thank you for taking me home."

"Silly boy...you were the one hugging me..."

Ryo Yamada still remembers the temperature that night. When she was held in his arms, it was a warmth different from that of air conditioning, a warmth of skin against skin... It was two bodies of different temperatures exchanging heat with each other.

Their body temperatures eventually balanced out.

Their heartbeats became synchronized.

Their breaths rose and fell.

Their fingers intertwined in front of their chests.

The two will have a blind date witnessed by the moon.

Their child will grow up.

We also need to give him or her a name.

The boy's name is...

The girl's name is...

Ha ha...

Yamada Ryo remembers that he was very happy at the time.

In that moment, I never felt that this happiness would ever end.

Perhaps that strange feeling arose from that night's embrace?

Or perhaps, their story began with a monetary transaction.

The story begins with...

At the very beginning of that time when he left the band.

Or rather, the beginning of being kicked out of the band.

On the rooftop, the young girl felt a cool breeze blowing.

I watched helplessly as a figure walked past me.

Then climb up to the rooftop.

I later learned that his name was Mingze Feng.

But at the time, I was really... stunned.

However, one thing after another happened.

When Yamada Ryo stood at the crossroads of loneliness, he discovered a bassist whose playing was somewhat to his liking...

The boy seemed to be in dire need of help (because he was poor).

Appearance... I'd give it four out of five.

It seems to suit my taste; it's someone like me.

then.

Yamada Ryo, who had just lost his teammate,

Ryo Yamada, whose stage performance was just incomprehensible to everyone.