Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Narusawa Kaede, Hiroi Kikuri, I'm not done with you two tomorrow!

.......

"Let's not wait here any longer, Maple. We're taking you away."

—Inside the internet cafe, Eliza Shimizu never said anything like that, but the implication was the same.

Waiting, waiting, until I can never see him again.

if that is the case...

Inside the internet cafe, Yamada Ryo had lost all interest in looking at the computer screen.

That would be absolutely...absolutely...not possible.

You'll definitely regret it...

You'll absolutely regret it.

Just thinking about it makes it hard to breathe, and my heart can't take it.

"Hmm? I'm leaving now," Eliza Shimizu urged.

"what..."

Yamada Ryo lowered her head, her hair, which hadn't been properly styled for a month and a half, obscuring Shimizu Eliza's gaze as she looked at her face.

Despite not moving an inch, Eliza Shimizu's tone sounded somewhat anxious.

But the feelings of Shimizu Eliza and the heaviness in Yamada Ryo's heart are probably incomparable.

because...

Because...

It will take a little, just a little, time before we can bring up the feeling of parting again.

"I see."

"What a hassle... love, men..."

Now that things have come to this, the tears will no longer flow. In the quiet nights of the past month, the tissues that have become darkness have been soaked with tears.

I will stop crying now.

Now, there's nothing left to fear! This twisted relationship is over! I will no longer be weak, no longer wallow in despair and wait like before!

That weak and fragile Xiao Liang is dead!

Yamada Ryo convinced herself, then abruptly stood up, her face resolute, and raised her voice:

"Then let me end this relationship myself!"

From our first meeting to our final farewell.

This time, I won't hesitate anymore!

Eliza Shimizu was startled and looked at Ryo Yamada's face with suspicion, clearly seeing the tears in the corners of her eyes.

"No way!" Eliza Shimizu was a little uneasy. Could it be that she had pushed too hard and it had backfired?

Naruzawa Kaede will tear her apart!

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Yamada Ryo urged.

"go!"

Eliza Shimizu puffed out her cheeks and led the way.

......

As Yamada Ryo and Shimizu Eliza rushed this way, Hiroi Kikuri and Iwashita Shima parted ways.

Mingze Feng has already received the money.

Iwashita Shima went to reserve a table for tonight's dinner. Hiroi Kikuri wandered around and slipped into a convenience store near the agreed-upon location.

As soon as Narusawa Kaede stepped out of the office, a text message arrived on his phone. Several million yen had been transferred from a Mizuho Bank account to their studio's account as an advance payment.

After all, without a supplementary contract signed, the prospect of receiving tens of millions in cash is out of the question.

As for why the money came so quickly...

It's really strange.

"Besides, given the Yamada family's habit of spoiling Ryo, they shouldn't be capable of doing something like this..."

Telling Ryo would only make her more upset. So, Mingze Feng decided to keep this to himself.

This whole thing is strange in many ways.

The Yamada family doesn't usually monitor Ryo's every move. Could it really be because of Narusawa Kaede's own appearance?

That's how memory works; once you recall a detail, all the related things will come flooding back.

The strange situation of Yamada's father, and the absence of the Tsuzuki Poetry Ship.

Something strange was going on all afternoon.

Later, Yamada's father kept glancing at the monitor. He didn't see Tsuzuki Shisen; according to the staff, there were important guests today.

And... as I left the office, there was that extended Maybach that slowly pulled up to the side of the road...

This car once appeared in Mingze Feng's memory.

Around the end of the year, during those decadent days.

Christmas Sister quietly went out to shop in the early morning.

Ming Zefeng had seen the car when he looked down from the third-floor corridor. Such a luxury car appearing in his area was far too conspicuous. However, at the time, Ming Zefeng was preoccupied with waiting for Xiangzi to come home and didn't pay any attention.

Looking back now...

Actress Minami Mori, TGW Corporation, Toyokawa Group.

Everything that had been searched and seen suddenly connected.

Tsk, once you figure it out, there's nothing you can do.

At least I haven't sunk to Tokyo Bay yet; maybe Xiangzi is stopping me?

They also received a sum of money.

It can't be that the Toyokawa family is interested in investing in us.

Mingze Feng looked in the mirror and admired his handsome face.

"Probably not?"

Am I really that good?

Thinking that he was indeed very outstanding, Naruzawa Kaede wondered, "Does the Toyokawa family have such good judgment?"

It's obvious that it's impossible. Even if only one in 100,000 students gets into the University of Tokyo, they'll still end up working for big corporations after graduation.

Mingze Feng is about to drop out of junior high... his elementary school diploma is nothing... Oh well, it doesn't matter, it's not like he never went to school. He'll focus on forming a band first; they're almost there. If all else fails, he can always go back and retake the courses.

For someone who has nothing, a diploma can be a stepping stone, and therefore seems important. But for someone who has already taken the first step, the stepping stone function of a diploma diminishes dramatically.

The matter of the Fengchuan Group is too far removed from our lives, so far that Mingze Feng has never even met anyone from the Fengchuan Group, and therefore cannot even consider it.

The band is a pressing matter, though there's a personal motive behind forming one now: to one day once again pin Xiangzi down. But forming a band is also part of Mingze Feng's future plan.

The band is a group of kids who grew up together, this is... his and Hiroi Kikuri's kid. They've been doing things together for so long, they all have a bond.

Mingze Feng didn't know where SickHack would go without him. Now that he had joined SickHack, he couldn't let it get any worse.

Let's set a small goal first: to perform at the Budokan, and then fill the Tokyo Dome to capacity!

Thinking that Hiroi Kikuri had already resolved the issue with Iwashita Shima, Narusawa Kaede gripped her phone, noting that with their previous savings, they now had several million yen in their accounts.

It's enough to find a small place to hold a private live performance, not as a resident singer, but the kind of live performance where you rent the venue, decorate it as you like, and perform freely.

Print their own CDs or other physical records. In this region, physical goods are still the mainstream form of consumption. Vinyl records and CDs can sell very well as long as there are fans.

Mingze Feng felt his heart pounding.

Having money in hand, people around, skills in hand, and a boost behind you—it's been so long since I've felt this kind of striving.

But Mingze Feng kept quiet. As the saying goes, the secret to success is to remain calm and composed even when your heart is pounding.

After all, hard work is for yourself.

Stay calm, stay calm. Don't let those nearly ten million in your bank account cloud your judgment.

Ming Zefeng lightly got out of the taxi.

Then came the events from meeting Hiroi at the convenience store to the appearance of Eliza Shimizu. Only a few minutes passed between the two events.

Even Kikuri Hiroi had only eaten half of the beer popsicle in her hand.

Mingze Feng was still picking out snacks from the shelf, planning to pack them up and give them to Shimizu Eliza later.

"Hey, Maple-chan~"

Eliza Shimizu arrived at some unknown time; she raised her finger and pointed behind Narusawa Kaede.

Mingze Feng turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

"cold...?"

The girl's fair skin looked as if it hadn't been exposed to sunlight for over a month, and indeed it was. Her dark circles were very lightly concealed, much lighter than when we met at noon.

Her deep blue hair was tied up behind her, the ends falling to her shoulders. Her bangs had grown quite long and were tucked behind her left temple with a hair clip. Behind the deep blue bangs, golden eyes glistened with tears.

Yamada Ryo gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold back the tears from the corners of his eyes.

[Idiot, you fool... I just... I just made up my mind!]

"..."

Mingze Feng glanced at Shimizu Eliza, the British girl, who smiled sweetly and, as if keeping her accomplishments hidden, picked up a bag of potato chips from the shopping basket and then made an OK sign.

That's all. Now it's your turn.

Eliza Shimizu silently mouthed: Go!

[Hmph... Now you know how powerful I, the King of Pure Water, am!]

I really underestimated her.

But that basket of snacks is all yours, so don't worry.

No need to rush...

As Yamada Ryo watched Narusawa Kaede and Shimizu Eliza exchange glances, he was about to put on a stern face when he saw Narusawa Kaede take a step forward.

One big step followed by another big step.

He opened his arms toward Yamada Ryo.

Yamada Ryo already understood what Narusawa Kaede was going to do—another hug? This time, she absolutely wouldn't give in; this time, she was determined to push him away—

Naruzawa Kaede squatted down and hugged Yamada Ryo's leg, then gathered his energy and stood up! The whole movement was so smooth that even Shimizu Eliza behind him didn't react in time.

"Ah—!" Yamada Ryo exclaimed in surprise, but his legs were restrained. This position of sitting on his arm and being pulled into his arms was like treating him like a child!

Yamada Ryo lost his composure in a second, his face turning red, whether from anxiety or embarrassment, and he started to exert more force with his hands.

With one hand on Mingze Feng's shoulder, he slapped his back shoulder hard with the other.

"Hey...hey!" In public, Yamada Ryo couldn't help but lower her voice, "What are you doing...ah..."

Mingze Feng: "Since we're already here, how about we grab a bite to eat together later?"

Chapter Thirty-One: Where Did You Kiss Me?!

When warm arms pass through the backs of the legs...

When Yamada Ryo realized what was happening, her line of sight was already level with the top of the shelf, and half of her bottom was firmly pressed against Naruzawa Kaede's shoulder.

It's small and quite soft.

The way they held the baby brought them together very closely, and the rubbing of their hips and arms made them both tremble involuntarily.

Yamada Ryo's ear tips were almost bleeding.