Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

The tightly closed door was like the closed hearts of the two people.

Ruoye Mu kept her head down.

The rain had stopped sometime earlier, I don't know. Inside the car, moonlight spilled onto the street. A thin veil of mist dispelled the heaviness, bringing a refreshing coolness.

Meanwhile, Wakaba Mutsu sat in the car.

I just feel like I can't breathe...it's so hard.

Even his breathing trembled slightly.

I could almost hear my own voice, saying unpleasant things.

Why should we let someone like that go back to Naruzawa Kaede's side?

"No, it's not..."

"It's Maple"

Why

so...

Once again...

why...

Once again...

What a mess...

"Mu has taken good care of Ryo, she'll be fine."

Xiao Mu squinted her eyes, swayed her body happily from side to side, and rubbed against the hand above her head.

As for Yamada Ryo's situation... the one who tied the knot must untie it.

Naruzawa Kaede slung his guitar bag over his shoulder and headed towards the internet cafe where Yamada Ryo was. He also got himself a membership card for added convenience.

There's no need to discuss whether there was cheering during the live performance; anything produced by SickHack is always top-notch.

Moreover, even though today's live performance is over, there are still tomorrow and the day after.

In the morning, I leave home; at noon, I rehearse with Kikuto Hiroi; in the afternoon, I perform; and at night, I go to an internet cafe to keep Ryo Yamada company.

Mingze Feng's routine of going between home, bar, and internet cafe has made him realize that his daily routine has indeed become much more normal.

It's probably quite normal for middle school students to run like that.

In short, everything with Yamada Ryo seems to have returned to square one.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with starting from the beginning; nothing changes, which means there's no turning for the worse.

SickHack remains a popular band, even generating some buzz online. Naruzawa Kaede and Shimizu Eliza are colleagues.

As for Eliza Shimizu's house...

Occasionally, Eliza Shimizu would suggest team-building activities, and Kaede Narusawa would join in, exchanging flirtatious glances with her a few times. The ambiguity between them was like a piece of paper in the wind, light and weightless.

Aside from daytime activities and celebratory parties that last until midnight, people would also gather at a bar to chat about trivial matters.

Let the silence be swallowed by alcohol, and let the darkness dissipate from the aftershocks of memory.

In layman's terms, it means drinking all night long.

But these quiet moments after the hustle and bustle are Mingze Feng's favorite times. Every time night falls...

Whenever he has free time, Mingze Feng goes to this shop.

At first, they wouldn't even open the door. It wasn't until Mingze Feng intercepted a bucket of instant noodles that they finally opened it.

Yamada Ryo was stunned for a moment, his lips trembling with a smile, before he sighed, as if he had given up.

I've been manipulated again...

Mingze Feng walked in with ease.

When she realized something was amiss, she could have closed the door in time. However, Yamada Ryo seemed to find it troublesome and clicked her tongue. After saying a few more kind words to her, Narusawa Kaede slipped into her private room.

Yamada Ryo still looked lazy, staring at the screen, playing games all day long, her mood seemingly hidden in the thin mist in the room.

Now she hardly smokes anymore. She only tried it because she was feeling down, but Narusawa Kaede was controlling, and Yamada Ryo naturally had a lot of complaints.

However, she didn't want to interfere, as she didn't like smoking anyway. So she just let Mingze Feng take them all.

"Shall we do something else?"

During breaks in the game, Mingze Feng would occasionally make such a suggestion.

"For example, put down those unnecessary things and do things that make you happy."

Then Yamada Ryo kept staring at Narusawa Kaede.

It seems Yamada Ryo knows what makes him happy, so let's not interfere.

The girl was fast asleep, and Naruzawa Kaede silently draped a blanket over Yamada Ryo.

Mingze Feng yawned.

She also drifted off to sleep nearby.

It always happens a few days a week.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Band, Team, Never Abandon, Never Give Up

"Lucky せになりたい楽して生きていたい——"

"ハッピーでburyめ做くしてレストインピースまで行こうぜ——"

"ハッピーでburyめ做くしてレストインピースまで行こうぜ——"

When Mingze Feng was so tired that he fell into a deep sleep in the private room.

Yamada Ryo glanced at it and silently draped a blanket over Narusawa Kaede.

Yamada Ryo's profile as he stared at the screen reflected countless shifting spots of light, like fragments of stars scattered across the Milky Way.

Hiroi Kikuri's singing came through the headphones at a very low volume.

Compared to her initial decadent lyrics and voice, Hiroi Kikuri's music today is filled with a brighter and more self-assured ideology.

What remains unchanged is that roar of freedom.

Yamada Ryo's gaze shifted.

The following text was flashing on the computer screen.

Vocals: Kikuri Hiroi; Lyrics: Kikuri Hiroi / Kaede Narusawa; Composition: Kaede Narusawa

Striving for a Better Future

Their band is really getting better and better.

Moreover, their skill level is also improving.

No... it could even be described as a viral sensation.

The guitar playing by Narusawa Kaede, the songs by Hiroi Kikuri, and the music performed by SickHACK have generated considerable discussion online.

In the song's comments section, someone wrote: "SickHack's ongoing performances are like a never-ending festival of youth."

There were plenty of people shipping the couple, of course, but Yamada Ryo calmly scrolled through the comments without showing any particular reaction.

After all, one of the main characters in the comments is right beside her now, sleeping peacefully.

Yamada Ryo yawned and closed the comments section.

He also dozed off nearby.

"what......"

This is how Mingze Feng always comes here several days a week.

Yamada Ryo had no idea how many days had passed.

Perhaps one day, when Mingze Feng stops coming, we will feel uncomfortable.

Just like...it used to be.

Yamada Ryo also closed his eyes.

When he woke up, Naruzawa Kaede was already gone.

But it's okay, we'll be back.

Yamada Ryo believed this.

after all...

Even if she runs away from home, he will find her.

Even if you keep your heart tightly shut, he will violently break it open.

In a world that is becoming increasingly tiresome, it's wonderful to have someone by your side who can hold you back.

Although this person is always surrounded by the clamor of bees and butterflies.

but......

This is a combination of relentless persistence and gentle violence.

What a scumbag, you can't help but hate him.

Yamada Ryo gently moved his head, his gaze falling on the sleeping profile of Narusawa Kaede.

This scumbag has ruined my life.

Really...

She held her breath and silently reached out her hand.

On his profile.

Gently, quietly

He rubbed it against his cheek.

Yamada Ryo couldn't help but laugh.

in other words……

I absolutely love it.

That bastard...

She lowered her head again.

This time, they kissed.

There are always a few days a week when we meet; what a wonderful story that is.

"call......"

In the cramped internet cafe booths, the sounds of snoring rose and fell, seemingly mingling together from some unknown point in time.

The room wasn't big, but it felt increasingly warm.

cymbals——

Memories emerge from the warm, cramped private rooms, from the internet cafe booths to Flot's practice room.

The drumbeats came from behind, drowning out the bass lines of the entire band. Everyone could hear nothing but the drums.

Just as his part was finished, Naruzawa Kaede temporarily stopped playing.

It's less than a ten-minute drive from the internet cafe to Flot. SickHack has rehearsal today, and after that, I need to coordinate business with the people sent by Tsuzuki Shisen.

SickHack's rapid progress is not only due to its own strong capabilities and distinctive features, but also thanks to the help of its leader, Tsuzuki.

The new band had little experience in marketing. Mingze Feng only knew how to sell, not how to run a business, so Duzhu Shichuan found a professional to teach them how to operate.

Online marketing, platform selection, how to deal with sponsors, what jobs I can and cannot take on...

So... where did we land just now?

As soon as his left hand fingers pressed the third fret and his right hand swept down the strings, Naruzawa Kaede realized his mistake.