Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Later, the Toyokawa family arrived.

Misaka Chuka didn't stop her. Perhaps she had foreseen something, perhaps because it was the day before her mother passed away.

Holding Chu Hua's hand, her mother slowly and meticulously recounted the secret she had kept hidden in her heart for fifteen years.

In short, it is...

This small island is the private property of the Toyokawa family.

Toyokawa Shoko is the daughter of the Toyokawa family.

And she, the triangular blossom,

She is the daughter of Toyokawa Sadaharu, the head of the Toyokawa family.

She, Mitsumi Hatsuka, is Toyokawa Shoko's mother's half-sister.

Oh, right.

This year, she is fifteen years old.

I came to Tokyo and joined Win-Wing Production. My partner is...

Junda Mana is a hard-working, vocal prodigy.

He met Toyokawa Shoko.

beep beep beep beep beep

When the phone rang, Mikasa Hatsuka opened her eyes.

'Xiang'

Misaka Chuka's eyes widened instantly, and a smile appeared on her lips.

She turned over and stood up, brushing aside her short hair on the side of her face, listening intently to the words of advice from the person on the other end of the phone.

"Chuhua, I hope I didn't disturb your rest. I think it should be morning where you are..."

Sanjiao Chuhua then noticed that the sky outside the window had turned azure.

When did she go to sleep? Maybe she should go back to sleep for a while longer.

Thinking this, Misaka Chuka blurted out,

"She woke up around six o'clock; she got a good rest. As for Saki..."

......

Xiangzi called, of course, not to say good morning to Sanjiao Chuhua.

She said, "That guy almost didn't graduate from junior high, and his English is probably still terrible. Besides his guitar and half-baked bass, he's not particularly good at anything else. His acting is terrible, and his speech is old-fashioned... In short, he's pretty stupid. If we make him obediently go on stage, there might be some unexpected things happening."

"After all, when he and that drunkard in the team get excited, they're capable of anything. When the time comes..."

"..."

Shoko Toyokawa asked for her understanding.

Toyokawa Shoko pointed out many of Narusawa Kaede's shortcomings, but the more Mikasa Hatsuka listened, the more she felt that every word was full of doting affection.

That feeling of wanting to hug someone who was right in front of you was almost overflowing from the other end of the phone.

"..."

Listen to that voice, overflowing with love.

Sanjiao Chuhua gazed at the distant sky, where the sun hung high as it should.

But why did the sun of her childhood set?

It ended up with an ordinary person.

[Clearly... I'm a really, really amazing idol standing on stage now...]

I've already become very dazzling.

Why should that bastard get all the spotlight...?

Why...

"Chuhua?"

what...

Sanjiao Chuhua was startled by Xiangzi's voice before realizing that she was still on the phone.

She quickly replied, "Of course!"

Holding her phone, Misaka Chuka's voice brimming with joy, she said, "Xiangzi's friend is my friend! Don't worry!"

Chapter 5: The National Idol Sets Up a Lavish Trap

Mingze Feng disliked this woman who talked nonsense.

From the moment they met, Mikasa Hatsuka harbored malice towards him. That was fine, though; after all, many people disliked Narusawa Kaede, and he didn't care if no one reacted out of anger.

Toyokawa Shoko often said hurtful things that weren't what she truly meant. But that was different. Shoko, though stubborn and a bit arrogant, was kind at heart; her actions were just somewhat foolish.

But some women are not only foolish in their actions, but also foolish in their minds, and their hearts are wicked. Their minds are simply not on the right path.

Just like now, in the room.

Atsuka Sanko's face was filled with warm concern and a smile.

She changed into light, revealing clothes that accentuated her fair, long legs and her ample bosom. Even her trousers were split up to her waist, and the outer sides of her crossed thighs offered a glimpse of the smooth, delicate skin underneath.

The atmosphere in the room seemed somewhat ambiguous.

The actions of Mitsukazuki seem to be explaining something.

She patted the sheets and asked, "What's wrong? Come here."

Mingze Feng stood at the door and did not go in.

The text next to the woman said there were more than a dozen cameras in the room.

As long as he enters this room, although he won't be taken away by more than a dozen burly men, a video of his mistake will eventually appear in front of Toyokawa Shoko.

According to Sanka Chuka's conjecture, the man he secretly chose, Xiangzi, would be expelled from the Toyokawa family for his misconduct.

I'm tired of this elaborate honey trap.

Let's put the question of whether Mingze Feng has good character aside for a hundred years.

After thinking it over, Mingze Feng decided that after returning to China, he should indeed have Xiangzi fire the woman.

......

Initially, it was Sanjiao Chuhua who contacted him directly.

To be precise, the call came at nine o'clock in the morning.

When Mingze Feng received the call from W Agency, he was sleeping.

Hiroi Kikuri hadn't fallen asleep yet, so she woke him up.

They stayed up all night, had breakfast at 7:30, and then checked into two standard rooms to sleep. Eliza and Shima were in the next room, while this room was occupied by Narusawa Kaede and Hiroi Kikuri.

Because he shared a room with Hiroi Kikuri, Narusawa Kaede didn't fall asleep until nine o'clock.

Even Naruzawa Kaede had to admit: women's passion for certain things is indeed greater than men's.

Even after staying up all night, Hiroi Kikuri still didn't let him go, showering him with sweet words, emphasizing their deep kindness and affection, and rubbing his temples... and then she came to him twice more like a wolf.

The sounds of revelry made Mingze Feng suspect that even the neighbors next door could hear them.

It's not that we're out of ammunition, it's just that Mingze Feng is so sleepy he can't keep his eyes open.

She snuggled closer again, so Mingze Feng gave up on his plan to have her sleep in another bed.

"We'll do it when we get back... never mind, you do it yourself—"

"What are you doing! Feng is H."

A woman who has eaten and drunk her fill speaks righteously and righteously, turning the tables on others as if reciting a poem in broad daylight.

Mingze Feng glanced at her speechlessly, then threw the sheet onto her shoulder.

"Put your clothes on before you say that..."

"I'll wear it later. Anyway, I'll call you—I don't want to talk to you today."

Hiroi Kikuri shoved the phone into Narusawa Kaede's arms, finally turned around, and got onto the bed next to her that was so neatly made that it was the first time she had touched it since entering the room.

Kikuri Hiroi lay down on the other side, her clean arm visible on the raised sheet. She pounded the bed with her arm, venting her frustration.

Where did she get so angry?

Still feeling drowsy, Mingze Feng moved the phone to his ear.

"Hey..."

"Ah, Feng-kun, excuse me."

Ah, women. Naruzawa Kaede knew where Hiroi's dissatisfaction came from.

But who is she?

A very unfamiliar voice.

If the other person hadn't immediately introduced themselves, Naruzawa Kaede would have had no way of connecting this voice with the voice of Mitsumi Hatsuka he had met a few days ago.

She invited him to lunch.

Mingze Feng wasn't interested in her. He might as well just say it directly: whatever it is, we can talk on the phone.

On the other hand, he was really tired.

The person on the other end of the phone was discussing coordination for tomorrow night's performance.

To be honest, tomorrow's concert is less than three hours long, but it will feature ten bands. SickHack is not the main one, so the coordination is not complicated. All of this has been planned in advance.

Furthermore, according to the original plan, Shima and he would arrive at the venue early in the afternoon. The main purpose was to prepare: lighting, seating, entry and exit procedures, and handling unexpected situations...

According to Mingze Feng, they were just here to learn.

Mingze Feng couldn't think of anything that required a face-to-face meeting to finalize the cooperation details.

Why not video conferencing...?

Finally, at Sanjiao Chuhua's insistence, the meal was scheduled for the evening.

After the call ended, Naruzawa Kaede placed his phone on the bedside table, his gaze falling on Hiroi Kikuri's shoulder.

The room was dimly lit with the curtains drawn. But Narusawa Kaede could see that Hiroi Kikuri wasn't actually asleep; she was listening intently to his phone call.

“It’s over…” Hiroi Kikuri asked without turning her head, “Who called? The voice sounded nice.”

"Yeah, it's about Sumimi's Triangle Hatsuka," Naruzawa Kaede said. "They said it's for a concert tomorrow. I won't be back for dinner."

Hiroi Kikuri buried her head in the pillow and didn't reply.

She was holding her breath, or sulking.

Sure enough, she still cares a lot.

Mingze Feng gently got out of bed.

A hand landed on Hiroi Kikuri's shoulder.

"Maybe I shouldn't go?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

As Hiroi Kikuri turned over, the blanket was also thrown to one side. She lay on the bed with her hands on her lower back.

"Am I the kind of woman who is unreasonable and jealous? It's just work, I understand."

Is Hiroi Kikuri really that righteous...?

At that moment, Hiroi Kikuri, with her fingers across the corner of her eye and her thighs crossed, began to moan softly on the bed.

"Ugh...it's a man's career, you know. I just wonder how good-looking Sumimi's idol is. I remember someone mentioning him a while ago...sigh, I'm a woman in my twenties after all, I can't compare to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old idol—"

Okay, that's it.