Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

"Xingge, do you still remember our first night under the stars?"

Ichika was speaking when she met Narusawa Kaede's eyes.

His dark eyes made Ichiji Hoshika pause slightly. Their breaths mingled, almost touching, carrying the gentle breeze between them.

When we looked into each other's eyes, everything around us became quiet.

As Naruzawa Kaede watched, Ijichi Hoshika raised her arm and placed it on his shoulder.

But the first night... wasn't it in the suburbs? Like that time with the stars, we even went to buy new condoms halfway through.

Damn it, that's a condom.

Mingze Feng blinked, barely suppressing a laugh, and continued,

"You said back then that Hongxia had seen music and fallen in love with it. The value of music, the value of oneself, these are things we need to find."

"But now, there is a child who has clearly done it, but he doesn't believe he can really do it."

"She was confused."

“…” Ijichi Seika remained silent for a while.

“Just like we used to be,” Mingze Feng said.

Ijichi Hoshika took a deep breath, clenched her fist behind Narusawa Kaede's back, and gently slammed it down.

The hammering sensation from his back made Naruzawa Kaede instinctively pull his arm around Hoshika tighter. Hoshika Ijichi, following the force, rested her chin on Naruzawa Kaede's shoulder.

She didn't speak, but Mingze Feng could hear that the breathing around him had become steady.

So, Mingze Feng continued, "Mu... always felt that her music couldn't be understood by others. She played and practiced, but she seemed unable to believe that she could truly touch others."

After saying that, Naruzawa Kaede paused for a moment, unsure whether Ichiji Hoshika had heard him.

The two were currently rubbing their ears together, and Ijichi Hoshika seemed very absorbed, gently moving her ears as if completely engrossed.

Ichika asked, "You've never taken her on stage?"

"I tried it. But it didn't work well... I think maybe Starry Night is different."

"What could be different about me..."

"Fanxing's words will surely make Mu understand that her music and her existence are equally valuable."

"I still don't have enough schoolwork..." Ijichi Hoshika muttered, feeling a tickle near her ear, and rubbed against Narusawa Kaede's neck.

"So you brought her here for me to manage?" she asked.

"No need to worry about it. Just get her on stage, and the music will take care of itself."

After Naruzawa Kaede finished speaking, Ijichi Hoshika leaned on his shoulder, remained silent for a few seconds, and then slowly sighed.

“You…” Ijichi Seika’s voice carried a hint of helplessness, “You’re always like this, with an excessive sense of self.”

Mingze Feng didn't speak, but gently stroked her back.

“However…” Ichika Hoshika gently leaned close to Narusawa Kaede’s ear, her breath soft as silk, “This time, I agree.”

"Don't get too excited yet. You haven't answered my question."

Ijichi Hoshika tilted her head back, her forehead brushing against Narusawa Kaede's chin, her gaze meeting Narusawa Kaede's dark eyes.

"What I'm asking you is, how far have you two progressed in your relationship... Who wants to hear your tragic stories?"

"Never mind, I don't want to hear this."

Even though it was she who asked the question, just as Mingze Feng was about to speak, the woman raised her hand and shoved him in the chest before jumping off the table.

Ijichi Hoshika patted her clothes, regaining her usual capable demeanor.

“If Hongxia isn’t here, you can hug and kiss me without any problem. But if Hongxia is here, how are you going to call me?”

"...Sister? Shop manager?"

"Manager—use honorifics!"

Mingze Feng's lips twitched, but he couldn't help but laugh.

"Manager—"

The tone was drawn out.

Naruzawa Kaede said with a smile, and Ijichi Hoshika felt uncomfortable all over again, so she turned her head and glared at Naruzawa Kaede.

But Naruzawa Kaede could still see—

Ichika Hoshika's lips curled into a smile.

And on the other side.

Although they hadn't discussed it beforehand, Yamada Ryo told Nijika about something similar that Narusawa Kaede and Iji Tomoka had said.

Wakaba Mutsu sat to one side the whole time.

They neither corrected nor explained. They simply introduced themselves to Hongxia.

Ichi Nijika, being very kind, wanted to tell her sister about it.

The door clicked open, and Mingze Feng led the shop manager in.

......

When the time came, Ruoye Mu could only hang his head.

Everyone arranged her affairs in a very orderly manner. As for Ruo Yemu, all she had to do was play the guitar.

"Don't worry, when you go on stage later, Mu only needs to play the guitar."

That's what Naruzawa Kaede said to her.

Ruoye Mu lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the ground.

This isn't what she wanted...

When Ruoye Mu looked up, she saw Narusawa Kaede standing there under the stage lights, together with Yamada Ryo.

Warm it up in advance, and wait until it's almost time.

Next, it will be Wakaba Mutsumi's turn to perform.

"..."

Ruoye Mu lowered her head again.

His palms, gripping the guitar neck tightly, were already soaked with sweat.

Sitting on a chair in the corner of the stage, Wakaba Mutsu looked like a stone embedded in the shadows as she raised her eyes.

The vibrations of the stage sound system echoed in my ears.

The ocean of music is captivating, even if the person standing next to Naruzawa Kaede on stage isn't yourself, even if Wakaba Mutsu is just sitting here.

I'm already very satisfied.

why...

"Why do we have to go on stage...?"

Wakaba Muku's hands gripped the neck of the violin tightly.

Even his breathing became slightly trembling, but it seemed insignificant amidst the vibrations in the air.

"..."

Because of Feng, I wanted to understand that music can convey emotions...

Ruoye Mu knew about this.

Music can convey emotions.

This is nonsense.

But...this music, this emotion...

"Saki...I don't understand..."

"Feng also... doesn't know..."

Therefore, it's meaningless.

This kind of music...

"I don't want to...I don't want to...go on stage."

When you go on stage like this, you can't feel any joy or happiness at all.

Ruoye Mu bit her lip.

Clearly... all I wanted to do was play with Feng.

Her fingers tightened slightly as images of MUJICA flashed through her mind, along with Saki's puzzled expression and her own repeated attempts to express herself...

The more I think about it, the more upset I feel.

He felt so bad that he wasn't there for Xiangzi when she was happy or sad.

Feng was right beside me, and I wanted to hug her but didn't know how. It was so painful.

The feeling was like being trapped in a glass bottle, or in a silent submarine.

I felt the oxygen around me getting less and less, and it became increasingly difficult to breathe.

Even when you shout, it's as if there's a layer of transparent glass all around.

Ruoye Mu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the world around her seemed to be covered by a silent glass, swallowing her voice.

No one could hear Ruoye Mu's cries.

......

"...Muzimi, San?"

Someone is calling her.

Ruoye Mu was taken aback and looked up.

It's Hongxia.

"I heard you, what you just said..."

Did you say something just now...?

Don't want to...go on stage—or something like that?

She cares about her.

If Ye Mu could sense that the worry wasn't feigned.

"Are you nervous?" Hongxia said softly. "The first time I went on stage, I was also very nervous. My hands were shaking the whole time. I was worried about whether I could do well. My brain went completely blank."

Although the only audience member in the store was her older sister, Hongxia thought to herself.

Ruoye Mu really wanted to say that she wasn't nervous.

Mujica's independent performance, a trial run held to build up popularity, has been going on for two weeks. So far, the number of people attending the demo live ranges from thirty to fifty, and sometimes it's so long you can't see the end of the line.

No matter how many people are in the audience, they are irrelevant to Ruoye Mutsumi, and she won't be nervous about these things.

"..."

Ruoye Mu ultimately did not answer, lowering her head to look at her fingertips, continuing to stare blankly.

Hongxia gently grasped her wrist, making her hand relax a little.

“But…” Ichiji Niji Natsumi paused, her smile deepening slightly, “There are not only audience members in the audience, but also your partners.”

Hongxia patted her hand: "Don't think too much, just give it a try."

Ruoye Mu was stunned.

She glanced at the stage instinctively.

Naruzawa Kaede stood under the spotlight, talking to Yamada Ryo sideways, seemingly adjusting something. But his eyes kept drifting over from the corner of his eye.

On the stage, Mingze Feng waved, signaling for her to come up as well.

Ruoye Mutsu pursed her lips.