Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

She was backlit, her cheeks slowly lowered, and her tongue licked the corner of her mouth, the spot where they had just touched.

Her face stopped less than ten centimeters away. Her long hair fell down with gravity, tickling the side of Naruzawa Kaede's face.

Her long, flowing hair blocked out the light, and in the shadows, only her golden-red eyes shone brightly.

Is this... considered reverse psychology? Such an absurd thought popped into Mingze Feng's mind.

"What? You said you wanted to kiss me head-on, but when it came to the kiss, your face went limp? Are you a kindergarten intern?"

Its golden-red eyes shone brightly.

"Miss Xingge is thinking of me..."

Mingze Feng only got halfway through his sentence before his eyes widened.

Ijichi Seika's face kept getting bigger in front of him.

And the soft touch on my lips... an unfamiliar, trembling, soft touch.

That’s what it feels like.

Mingze Feng's arm wrapped around her from behind.

Ichi Hoshika's waist was trembling.

What is a kiss like?

The stench of saliva, the pungent smell of alcohol. I always felt that what I touched was something terrible, something that made my scalp tingle.

but...

It didn't stop.

can not stop.

[This first kiss was terrible; it's nothing like the one in the manga!]

That's how wonderful it is; you can never forget it.

It's so strange, isn't it? Every time I see you, I think of you.

Until she was pushed away by Ijichi Hoshika. Narusawa Kaede sat on the ground. Looking at her, who had already stood up, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, grinning and panting heavily.

"See? You want to face it head-on... well, anyway, show me that kind of resolve, you damn man."

She spoke and cursed as she did so to cover up her inner shyness.

It's really cute of Ichiji Hoshika to suddenly become shy at this moment.

"I understand, please let me try again..."

Naruzawa Kaede tried to touch him, but Ijichi Hoshika had just demonstrated, so he hugged him and kissed him. Neither of them could resist.

He did it, and then he got beaten up.

"Get out, you bastard, shut up (Baka Hentai Wulusai), this is over for today, get out of here! My precious first kiss of twenty-six years, get out of here!"

Ichika Hoshika acted as if she had suddenly changed her mind and stood up as if she didn't recognize anyone.

You can tell how panicked she is just from the chaotic narration.

Judging from the force with which she hit him, if she stayed any longer, she might go from being a prospective boyfriend to a punching bag.

Therefore, of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best.

"Xingge, I'm going to buy breakfast."

Ijichi Hoshika watched the door close with a stern face, her hands clasped to her cheeks, her palms still feeling the heat on her face.

"Go wash your face... take a shower." She took a deep breath, the cold air filling her abdomen, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Hiroi Kikuri sitting on the edge of the stage, squinting her eyes.

She frowned.

Damn, I forgot about this thing.

"I always felt like my senior was looking down on me," Hiroi Kikuri said, putting on a wronged expression. "I had to hold back for a long time to keep quiet just now."

"Speaking of which... he really did choose his senior after all. I was thinking of sleeping here, but I was worried that I might be pinned down when I woke up."

Ijichi Hoshika pouted, "Take it if you want..."

The way my senior sulked was just like a kindergarten student...

"No way~" Hiroi Kikuri stretched her waist. "I'm fine as I am now."

She squinted, and in her rare moment of clarity, she suddenly remembered a question.

Speaking of which, does the senior know that little brother Feng is still a student? Never mind, I don't want to think about it anymore.

"Hey, senior, I'm so thirsty. Do you have any alcohol? I think I've run out of what I always carry with me."

Ichi Hoshika clenched her fist.

"Starting today, Starry is prohibited from drinking alcohol!"

......

Naruzawa Kaede went to buy medicine and breakfast. This drinking session had made his stomach upset again after two days of recuperation at Yamada Ryo's house. This time, he was determined to quit drinking.

I absolutely cannot continue drinking like Hiroi Kikuri; this lifestyle requires talent.

When he returned with breakfast, the two women were dressed much more neatly and were sitting at the table where they had been having a long talk the night before, each with a glass of cold water.

His expression was relatively calm, as if he had stolen a moment of leisure from his busy life.

Starry doesn't open until late afternoon, and there's a lot to do in the morning, but Ijichi Hoshika lay on the table without any worries.

Another singer, Kikuto Hiroi, who dropped out of university and made a living by forming a band, was completely accustomed to this lifestyle.

Hiroi Kikuri was much more subdued at this point, even listless.

[I can't stay here to drink, and I can't drink here... Ugh, my senior has really given me a tough problem.]

From the moment Narusawa Kaede entered, Ijichi Hoshika deliberately avoided eye contact.

[How embarrassing, I hope he won't hug me again... Ugh, what did I do...]

Naruzawa Kaede placed breakfast on the table, and while Ichiji Hoshika was still trying to find topics to talk about, Hiroi Kikuri, without warning, started eating as expected.

"Hmm, steamed buns? This is... Oh wow, the filling is undetectable, it's delicious! Little Feng, where did you buy it from...?"

Naruzawa Kaede still loves steamed buns. He bought some whenever he saw them on the way. He handed the address to Hiroi Kikuri and received a nod from her like a groundhog.

"Hey, this wasn't bought for you." Seeing this, Ichiji Hoshika couldn't help but speak up.

She hasn't eaten yet.

Hiroi Kikuri: "Abba aba aba."

Ijichi Seika: "You!"

Mingze Feng picked up a steamed bun and wanted to hand it to Yiji Zhixingka. Yiji Zhixingka noticed his action first and mistakenly thought it was some kind of feeding play. The thought of that made her scalp tingle, so she snatched the bun away first.

It was biting its cheeks like a hamster, taking bites one by one.

Hiroi Kikuri chuckled to herself.

After finishing her meal, Ichiji Hoshika drank water to cover her embarrassment, then coughed a few times and pulled an envelope from under the table.

Mingze Feng just saw the narration. This was his appearance fee yesterday afternoon. Moreover, Yiji Zhixingge did not calculate it according to the initial price, but directly shared half of the net profit with himself.

“I’ve given you thirty-one Fukuzawa Yukichi notes… I don’t know how much that is for breakfast, but I’ll deduct it from that; it should be enough,” said Ijichi Seika. Narusawa Kaede hesitated for a moment, but Ijichi Seika had already slipped the envelope into his pocket.

Hiroi Kikuri, her eyes shining, couldn't resist coming to Iji Tomoka's side.

Ijichi Hoshika gave her a bill.

Equipment repair costs, procurement costs, store renovation costs...

"Oh no, what about my performance fee?"

As Hiroi Kikuri looked at the familiar scene before her, a bad premonition suddenly arose in her mind.

Did she smash up the store again yesterday?

Chapter Twenty-Three: A Great Degree of Security

Ijichi Seika presented the bill, which Hiroi Kikuri accepted without question, her expression growing increasingly dejected. Ijichi Seika even wondered if she had gone too far.

"I am very sorry, senior."

[After getting drunk and causing trouble, she owed money to her seniors and had no choice but to work for them. When they refused, the band, which had been showing signs of improvement, fell apart. Shima no longer encouraged her as before, but instead looked at her with disdain for the burden. Eliza regretted joining the band, and from then on, the band was just...]

This is Hiroi Kikuri, in her sober state, troubled and worried about life.

Hiroi Kiku, his face filled with sorrow, miraculously pulled a box of Suntory beer from his shirt pocket, inserted a straw, and took a few sips.

"Ah..." (So good...)

To hell with everything.

The cycle of happiness in Hiroi Kikuri has been achieved.

Her smile revealed sharp, shark-like teeth. "Senior, considering you're already heavily in debt to your cute junior, I'll use my performance fee to cover it for now. I'll pay it all back."

Mingze Feng saw a kind of confidence that could be regained even after spending all one's wealth.

Although the person who said this was an alcoholic, and it might have been drunken ramblings, it still feels just right for an alcoholic to say such a thing.

It's really awesome.

"But you still owe money..." Narusawa asked, rubbing the thick envelope in his hand as he met Hiroi Kikuri's gaze.

"Yeah, the instruments at Flot's shop, the occasional borrowed alcohol, and my credit card spending was a bit high last month. I also need to think about student loans after graduation, but I've almost paid them off..."

She began reciting the menu without any hesitation.

"Do you really think you can survive in Tokyo like this?" Ijichi Hoshika calmly crossed her arms, unmoved. She noticed Narusawa Kaede's subtle movements and scoffed, "Giving her money directly will only make her more degenerate."

"Oops, I've been seen through... But you know, I'm pretty good at living on a super low budget~"

Kikuri Hiroi lay sprawled on the table, exuding an air of tranquility, and continued:

"Even though there's no bathroom and it's so cold in the morning, I can wash up in the sink and wake up late enough to skip breakfast. I can just grab the staff meal at the shop for lunch, and then I can go back for lunch after practice in the afternoon... Oh, speaking of which, can I borrow your bathroom, senior? The water in the sink in my rented room is so cold..."

Hiroi Kikuri lay on the table, her cheeks flushed, her face turned to the side.

Mingze Feng met her gaze.

His hand holding the money bag trembled uncontrollably.

[This is my life... So, little Kaede, I can't let you become like that... But when I release an album in the future, I'll send you a copy. I'll save it for Kiss and sell it to you for 2,000 yen, how about that?]

The gilded liquid text shook out a patch of ink.

The exclamation mark thus transforms into lines of text.

[Not even reaching 2: Simple food and drink, yet still joyful; pursuing dreams is fraught with difficulties; life is short, so one can only bury oneself in hard work, sing and drink, bass in hand, self-important; then, with a final kick, one cares for no one.]

In this absurd world, on this ideal path, only loneliness, courage, and rock and roll accompany us.

But suddenly, at this time when I felt most powerless to love anyone else, I met the one I wanted to love.

[Hiroi Kikuri wants to succeed first, and then secretly tell you that she likes the passion in your piano playing and the way you secretly steal glances at her.]

Hey, little Feng, by then, will you still remember the days we played together?

I... Holy crap... Lao Guang, why does your style change again when it's your turn?

At my age, I can't take the daggers you're throwing at me...

You...you really don't leave any room for others to survive.

"Take this money for emergencies first, I have more if it's not enough."

Mingze Feng pushed the money bag over.

Hiroi Kikuri waved her hand with her smile unchanged. If anyone else were here, she would have accepted it smoothly. But this time, she chose to refuse. She didn't want it. This was the only thing she didn't want. This was the only time... she didn't really want it.

Mingze Feng could see it too, and for the first time he regretted reading too fast. When he realized what he was seeing, he felt like he was insulting her personality with money.

A life of luxury is within her grasp; she's never been after material wealth or money... Of course, you could choose to give her a bottle of wine; she'd probably be so happy she'd sober up, and then get drunk again.

What he's doing now is simply adding his own hot tears to the chest of a girl who's already soaked with tears... pretentious and foolish.

She is a dreamer named Kikuri Hiroi. If you want to help her... become her companion and give her the courage to move forward.