Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

"..."

I really impressed her.

Mingze Feng sighed.

"Is it possible for us to just copy a travel guide from the internet?"

"But I'm here to lead the way..."

"Even if you don't know how to use GPS, you should at least try Aurora Beidou. Navigation technology is so advanced these days..."

Mingze Feng didn't know how he managed to suppress his turbulent emotions while in this ambiguous position, and seriously discuss with her how to get around England.

Perhaps it's just that they don't want to continue being provoked in this one-sided situation.

Naruzawa Kaede said, "If we're really into humanities and history, look at the four of us, besides Shima, who can understand it...sigh..."

Eliza Shimizu was very cooperative, as if she wasn't the one currently clinging to Naruzawa Kaede's leg and with her other hand almost reaching up to his buttocks.

She nodded seriously and said, "That's true."

Behind him, his butt was pinched... Mingze Feng's face tightened.

That woman is just too much!

Mingze Feng grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up, saying, "Let's do it together, don't mess things up."

It hasn't been pulled yet.

Eliza Shimizu, the duck, sat on the ground, tilting her head back and nodding up and down like a hamster.

"I know, hehe... Feng, he really is a good person."

That silly grin...

Eliza Shimizu is still the same Eliza Shimizu.

Mingze Feng sighed, "I really can't be considered a good person."

“Hey~” Eliza Shimizu retorted seriously, “Kaze has a good figure and a good personality.”

Sigh, she has a great personality and a great figure.

This is clearly Eliza's forte.

Mingze Feng said, "Yes, Eliza is too."

The topic has been veered off course again...

Eliza Shimizu is really... her rank has risen again.

[The days of embracing a 19-year-old single woman living abroad]

Bullshit, she just wants to have sex with you... You need to protect your body for everyone's sake...

At least on this point, Naruzawa Kaede is quite clear-headed.

*Click*

The door opened, and Narusawa Kaede and Shimizu Eliza looked over. They saw Hiroi Kikuri had closed the door frame, leaving only a crack. She peeked through the crack at the two people inside.

Hiroi Kikuri's eyes held a complex expression.

Um......?

"Ah?"

Naruzawa Kaede suddenly realized that because he hadn't helped Shimizu Eliza up, she was still in the same position as when she pounced on him.

Hehe, Xiaoju saw it~

Naruzawa Kaede couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. Damn it...

She even calculated this?

"How much longer?" Hiroi Kikuri glanced back and asked in a low voice into the house.

"No need~ Kiku-san, we should get going!"

Eliza Shimizu opened the door and walked out.

Hiroi Kikuri turned to follow, but Narusawa Kaede grabbed her hand.

Mingze Feng asked her, "Was this your idea?"

Kikuri Hiroi declined, saying, "Oh, it's not important, it's fine as it is..."

"No, you..."

"Oh well, I'll have to take away a piece of meat, I don't mind..."

Hiroi Kikuri kept her head down, glancing away.

"Just once, we won't tell anyone... I told her it wouldn't hurt to do it a few more times, but she said she didn't want to get involved in our affairs... I thought you'd be getting the better deal, so I agreed..."

Mingze Feng patted her hair.

"Alright. If we really do it, we'll always be running into each other, how can we be teammates? Let's just put this on hold for the sake of the band. Put it on hold..."

.......

There were quite a few acquaintances on the plane to London. To be precise, the same band that was also on this flight, going to support Sumimi, was also on board.

Everyone had worked under Shisen Tsuzuki, and they were all regular staff members of Ring and Circle. Even if they didn't know each other well, they had all met before.

According to Lisa Imai, it seems that they supported an undebuted gothic metal band in Tokyo, and the management company behind that gothic metal band covered all the concert expenses for each of their bands in London.

Five bands, all expenses covered.

Not only that, but they also sent out popular idol groups as pioneers, and the publicity campaign started very early to help them open up the European market.

According to one band member, this approach is something like 'packing us up and throwing us out, leaving only that one band to become hugely popular over there.'

"..."

For a moment, Mingze Feng was blinded by the power of money.

It goes without saying who that gothic metal band is. Although I haven't seen them perform, I've seen Shoko wear those gothic outfits before.

That said, looking at it this way, Xiangzi's backers are really rich.

"..."

Think about her state when she first met Xiangzi.

Mingze Feng's heart gradually calmed down.

Money, frankly speaking, is just that. Once you can afford to eat, it's not worth giving up your dreams to strive for.

There are still a few days until the official performance.

Sumimi has arrived. Junda Mana and Mikami Hatsuka are reportedly discussing stage effects with the leaders of several bands.

Mingze Feng received the playing schedule, but since no one called them, so...

I decided to explore London first.

First stop: Accompanying Eliza home.

As Eliza Shimizu said, her home is not far from London, but it is definitely not within London's vicinity.

No one cared whether she was a London lady or a country bumpkin. To SickHack, this lovely young woman was part of the team, nothing more.

This is similar to how Mingze Feng insists on having sex because of love, and not because of anything else.

Sex without love is soulless, like playing with a cup or a video game; you can't even feel your own love for yourself.

Taking a northbound train to Winchester, followed by a bus transfer, and then a considerable amount of walking...

SickHack clearly has a better option than this way of going home.

Rent a spacious van.

Eliza, the only one with a British driver's license, sat in the driver's seat, while the bassist, lead singer, and guitarist took over the role of radio in the back.

This time, the driver gets to decide which song to request.

As the vehicle drove out of London and headed north, the traffic gradually thinned out. The midday sun was high in the sky, and the road became increasingly wet as the sky was left behind. Outside the highway, splashes of water splattered against the car windows.

It actually rained in London in mid-March.

"Normally there isn't much rain in March."

Eliza Shimizu had barely uttered that one sentence when the storm passed and the sun came out.

The azure sky shone with beams of golden light that shone directly onto the pale skin of the young Englishwoman.

In the passenger seat, Mingze Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at the road stretching out into the distance.

The hillsides beside the road are green, and the fields between the plains and hills are faintly visible.

Chapter 2 The Beauty of a Welsh Girl Is Not So Serene

When the warm southwest winds meet the cold Scandinavian winds here, they bring more than just snow and rain.

The stream flows, and the fields among the hills are a vibrant green in spring.

March in Wales isn't warm; you certainly can't wear short sleeves. But that doesn't dampen the Welsh people's enthusiasm for their friends.

Tranquility, nature, and serenity are the defining characteristics of this place.

This is not a backward area that people are rushing to escape. Although transportation is inconvenient, the British, who completed their urbanization early on, have a completely different experience of the natural world in the countryside.

Like most kind and simple ordinary people, Eliza Shimizu's parents warmly welcomed them.

It was only after meeting her parents that they learned that there was now a direct bus route between the village and London.

Eliza, who hadn't been back for six months, didn't even know there was an extra road leading home. But that's the norm here; family is family, but if there's no contact, there's no contact at all.

This road made it convenient for them to travel back and forth.

That night.

The night wasn't quiet; in the countryside in March, one could hear insects chirping, streams murmuring, and dogs barking deep in the woods. The sounds were just right, neither too loud nor too soft.

A gentle evening breeze caresses us as we stroll side by side.

The path is quiet and the moonlight is beautiful; a gentle breeze rustles the leaves and the stars shimmer.

The path, paved with stones and mud bricks, meanders into the meadows and forests, and the stars in the sky are more numerous and dazzling than those in Tokyo.

There was light in the forest. Before we came out, Eliza's parents had mentioned that we could follow the path deeper into the forest.

It is currently the flowering season; the hardy flowers have not yet faded, while the early spring flowers have already bloomed.

Under the cover of night, the shadows of flowers sway in the breeze.

It was Eliza who raised her arm.

“That’s a daffodil,” she said, using two languages ​​to distinguish them.

March is the season when daffodils are in full bloom. On the flower, six petals surround the central trumpet-shaped corolla, which is slightly convex and pale yellow.

That's the same color as Eliza's hair.

At this moment, even Eliza, who was squatting next to the daffodils, appeared hazy and gentle.

The wind caressed her long hair, and under the silvery moonlight, she looked like a blooming daffodil.

A gentle breeze stirs the flowers, their shadows sway, and a faint fragrance fills the air.

In the countryside, on the edge of woods, beside streams, or in courtyards. This flower can appear wherever anyone is.

Hiroi Kikuri crouched down next to Eliza, looking at the pale yellow flower on the ground.

Mingze Feng stood beside the two, carefully stepping aside to avoid the moonlight.

Moonlight fell on the flowers, on the profiles of Eliza and Kiku, and the shadow of Narusawa Kaede stretched out in another direction.

*Click*

Iwashita Shima picked up her camera and recorded the scene.

"..."

Eliza Shimizu was even more talkative than before, perhaps because she had found a common topic of interest, or perhaps because she was reminiscing about her carefree childhood.