Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

An adult's breakdown often happens in an instant. At least for that one moment, Yamada Ryo felt that he hadn't really been that sad before?

At least... compared to this tearful, clearly distraught adult.

Was it because of the man, or because of the alcohol?

The tear tracks on Ijichi Hoshika's face shone brightly at the edge of the light, and when the light flashed into her eyes, Yamada Ryo instinctively looked away.

I looked down at my hand, which I had secretly clenched just now.

At this moment, what lingers in my mind is...

It's probably a case of those in better circumstances showing sympathy for those in worse circumstances.

"Liang, wait for me, I'll go in a second..."

As Naruzawa Kaede said this, Yamada Ryo's hand, which was originally going to push him, froze in mid-air.

If it were just Naruzawa Kaede in the past, wouldn't everything be the same as before?

"...with you."

Yamada Ryo's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz until the girl looked up and repeated, "I'll go with you."

"You...are scared too, aren't you? No matter what, I'll help you."

Only then did Narusawa Kaede hear clearly what Yamada Ryo was saying.

At this moment, Yamada Ryo's eyes were very peaceful.

But the girl's hands were very strong.

He held Mingze Feng's hand tightly.

"...Okay, I understand."

Naruzawa Kaede nodded, took Yamada Ryo's hand, and walked off the stage.

Chapter 42 Facing Xingge Head-on, the Great Demon King's Inch Punch Pushes Yamada Ryo Away

Ichiji Hoshika is weeping.

Mingze Feng looked at Xingge's face with affection.

So... you're this sad?

"sorry..."

Wailing, trembling, weeping.

Ichi Hoshika cried so hard she couldn't stop clenching her teeth.

can not stop.

Simply can not stop.

Ichi Seika knows... Right now, she's crying.

Even though my lips were stiff and my eyes were dry and sore, I still wanted to cry.

She just couldn't stop crying.

What's wrong with a heartbroken woman crying? She's only twenty-seven; she's still young. It's just a dream about her first love, a dream about her first love and their passionate duet on stage with another girl.

"what..."

Tears streamed down her face.

Alcohol makes dreams come true, but it turns reality into an even more painful dream.

That familiar figure moved closer.

A familiar touch came from my face as someone wiped away my tears.

A familiar voice rang in my ears.

An overwhelming sadness, fueled by ethanol, propelled this intoxicated body.

The movement, ingrained in muscle memory, involves a step back and a jab punch almost simultaneously, followed by a punch without pause.

Ijichi Seika gritted her teeth, her face upturned, tears welling in her eyes...

So much so that neither Narusawa Kaede nor Yamada Ryo realized what she was doing...

A swift and powerful punch.

"Eee ...

With a punch aimed at venting his anger, he slammed it straight into Mingze Feng's body.

A sudden, sharp, piercing pain shot through my abdomen, accompanied by churning stomach acid that nearly vomited up the food inside.

"Cough, vomit—" Mingze Feng coughed so hard he felt like vomiting, and he could barely straighten his back.

That punch was really powerful... I should have dodged it...

Yamada Ryo was furious: "Hey!"

Yamada Ryo's eyes widened just like Narusawa Kaede's. She quickly pried Narusawa Kaede's hand off hers, grabbed his shoulder, and tried to create distance between Narusawa Kaede and Iji Tomoka.

Just as Yamada Ryo was filled with anger and frantically trying to act...

Ijichi Seika's arm was placed across Yamada Ryo's body.

Accurately, he brushed aside Yamada Ryo's arm-holding gesture.

"You triumph—"

Ichiji Hoshika, using all her strength, finally managed to push the extra people aside.

When Yamada Ryo landed on his butt, he was still completely bewildered.

How could... a single arm push her away?

Drunkards, are they really that scary?!

But what she saw before her made her eyes widen in surprise.

Almost simultaneously with pushing Yamada Ryo away, Iji Tomoka grabbed Narusawa Kaede's shoulder and then shoved him diagonally to the left, knocking him to the ground as well.

This is not over yet.

Ijichi Hoshika's foot landed on Narusawa Kaede's waist, and as she sat down, she grabbed Narusawa Kaede's collar.

He pressed his lips directly against it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

In the silent space, Yamada Ryo could only hear his own breathing.

Ijichi Hoshika finally raised her head. She sat on Naruzawa Kaede's lap, grabbed his collar, and forcibly pulled him up.

But it seems that because she used too much force, the top of her head collided directly with the top of Mingze Feng's head.

Yamada Ryo could even hear a loud bang.

Taking advantage of this moment, Ijichi Hoshika shed a few more tears, and even Narusawa Kaede grimaced...

It looks painful, but it must be even more painful for someone to experience it.

A splitting pain shot through his head, and Naruzawa felt the tearing sensation in his chest and back lessen considerably. Two months ago, such an attack might have sent him and his soul straight to the next playthrough.

And that blow to the forehead, it'll probably be swollen by tomorrow...

At this moment, Ichiji Hoshika also calmed down. Perhaps the pain stimulated her tear ducts, or perhaps the excitement dispelled the numbing effect of the alcohol.

My nose suddenly felt sore.

The pain from when Ijichi Hoshika's teeth touched his lips still lingered on Naruzawa Kaede's lips, along with the strong smell of alcohol.

At such close range, Ichiji Hoshika's eyes widened.

she shouted:

"fraud!"

His expression was contorted with rage, his face contorted with sorrow from pain. Only his tears, as they streamed down his face, reflected the beams of the spotlight that Mingze Feng had personally turned on.

With a voice trembling with tears, Ijichi Hoshika cried out, louder and more resonant than ever before:

"どしで、なのに..."

"Mingming, we agreed—"

"You promised to face me head-on, ahhhhhh!"

......

That happened a long time ago.

That was the first, no, to be precise, second time the two of them encountered each other.

It all started with Hiroi Kikuri. That day, the drunken rock star, as always, took to the stage to perform and held the hand of Narusawa Kaede, who was making her stage debut.

On that day, amidst the sounds of wine, drums, and gongs, Mingze Feng and Yiji Zhixingge, who had only met twice in their lives, poured out their hearts to each other and shared a pillow on the stage.

That time, Hiroi Kikuri uttered the drunken words, "The three of us must be happy," for the first time.

This intoxication has lingered all the way to today.

It's very rock and roll.

That's how I got drunk.

He was saying things that others would only find absurd and ridiculous.

The scene of us chatting and laughing together feels like it was just yesterday.

Even after Naruzawa Kaede left, he still believed that Iji Tomoka would be better after he left.

Because when he left the Yamada residence, in front of Yamada's father, Narusawa Kaede genuinely felt that it was time to let go.

But at this moment, Ichiji Hoshika was so heartbroken. Even the delicate body in front of her was trembling uncontrollably.

"...Bastard...Why...haven't you come looking for me anymore...I clearly...I've been waiting for you to come back all this time..."

Just like myself before I met Xiangzi that day.

"...I see...Oh, I see."

My arms were sore, but suddenly, I felt strong again.

The hand that had been at a loss slowly and gently landed on Ichiji Hoshika's waist.

Then, he pulled Xingge tightly into his arms, as if he wanted to meld her into his very being.

if it is like this...

"What exactly was I doing before...?"

[To just break up like this... Clearly, it's absolutely impossible.]

Before him, the words swayed, and Mingze Feng couldn't tell whether they were Xingge's or his own.

But at this point, there seems to be no need to make any distinctions.

Whether it's your own heart or not.

It's still Xingge's intention, no matter what.

Or perhaps it's Liang, Guangjing, or Xiangzi.

After careful consideration, everyone's intentions have become clear and substantial.

I understood it from Liang's body.

This moment made it clear once again.

Her hands were firmly clasped behind Ijichi Seika's back.

He held Xingge tightly in his arms, and gently stroked Xingge's hair with his hand.

This time...

"It's already, and it won't be loosened again."

"Ugh... Really...?"