Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

"Let's relax and enjoy the sea today!"

She lay back cheerfully, resting her head on her arm, enjoying the gentle sea breeze and the ebb and flow of the waves. Seagulls flew overhead, and fish could be seen occasionally breaking the surface of the sea.

It was quite cold because it was winter, and although it was the weekend, there were hardly any people around, which gave her a rare moment of relaxation.

So she took another sip of wine to warm herself up.

"...well?"

...weekend?

...today?

She has a performance this weekend.

"Holy crap, I'm doomed! What time is it? Where the hell am I? Who am I? No, wait, Shima, that's right, get Shima to pick me up..."

(Drummer: Now you remember me?)

"I'm doomed! All I have left is a convenience store receipt!"

Kikuri Hiroi narrowed her eyes, looking very seriously at the location on the invoice.

'Tateyama Station Front Store'

"This is the southernmost part of Chiba!"

It's like being in Beijing's Chaoyang district but appearing in Tianjin's Binhai district, although the distance is much closer than that.

At this moment, Kikuri Hiroi also recalled how she got there: Basically, she drank in Shinjuku until who knows how long, then boarded the express train between Shinjuku and Tateyama, and then...

She called out to the passerby.

Excuse me, what time is it?

"Huh?" The passerby was startled by her anxious appearance. "It's almost four o'clock!"

"The train station, where is the train station?"

"there..."

"Many thanks!"

—The performance is scheduled for 7 p.m., which means three hours, three hours, that's fine, it'll definitely be fine! Shima, Eliza, hang in there!

"Hello," I asked a station staff member, "what's the fastest way to Shinjuku?"

"The express train is about to depart...it should arrive in about two hours, right?"

Hooray! There's still time!

Hiroi Kikuri got excited; if she could get there soon, she might be able to mooch a dinner off Shima.

Then she was stopped at the entrance, and looking at the ticket gate in front of her, she suddenly remembered...

Damn, I'm broke!

send!

"I'm sorry, I don't have any money right now. Please let me get on the bus!"

"Huh?" There really is such a shameless person?

The staff member was utterly shocked, yet said with unwavering resolve, "That definitely won't work."

Please be lenient!

"No, really no. There's a police station in front of the station..." How about we borrow some money?

"If we go now, we'll miss the train, please!"

"The express train is now departing—" The announcement came from afar, and the staff breathed a sigh of relief.

Hiroi Kikuri's mind raced; there must be another way, there must be another way...

It's okay, don't panic, there's still a way! We need to get there immediately... the BRT? But we don't have the money.

"Let's go to the police station and borrow some money!"

A taxi? Ugh... Just thinking about the fare from here to Shinjuku is terrifying. But if it goes directly to Folt, wouldn't that mean I can find someone to pay?

Anything is fine as long as I can make it!

"Master! We're heading to Shinjuku now,"

"what?"

"Ah, anyway, I have a performance! It's urgent, is that okay?"

"Two hours' drive?"

"I know! Let's go now!" Great, as long as people and Beth get to Folt, everything will be alright!

"Okay, by the way, did you put your instrument in the trunk?"

"Mmm, that works..."

The driver's words struck Hiroi Kikuri like a hammer blow, leaving her stunned on the spot.

Musical instruments...

"......well?"

For a moment, Hiroi Kikuri felt dizzy and lightheaded, suffocated, and her ears started ringing.

Where's my bass?

where am I?

Who am I?

"Guest...guest?"

It's over...

Oh, I see... I... messed everything up again.

How many times do I have to make this mistake before I realize my mistake?

Every time,

Every time,

Everyone is making mistakes...

Causing all sorts of trouble for others...

"guest?"

"No, no need."

This... is no longer needed.

Our listeners who were looking forward to this must be heartbroken. Is all the popularity they've worked so hard to build up about to be squandered?

Shima must be furious now. I was the one who asked her to join the band, but she must be utterly disappointed now. And Eliza will see through my true nature too.

The band is finished.

The person I liked was snatched away by a senior, the band disbanded, my career came to an end, and my life...

A disgraced artist like me... this world is already...

"Hello...Hello?"

"Could it be that you left your musical instrument at our convenience store this morning?" The clerk seemed like an angel at that moment.

"Mine...mine!"

Kikuri Hiroi saw her own bass!

"Guest! If you've found it, hurry up and get in the car! If we do, we can still get there before the traffic jam!"

And the driver's encouragement!

"Thank you, master!"

We drove out of Guanshan, crossed the highway, and went across the sea.

Stuck in Tokyo.

"Oh no, this is bad, sir. Traffic has picked up significantly after entering Tokyo, especially towards Shinjuku."

"This...no, it's alright, Master, we..."

"Don't try to comfort me now, Miss. You're also... In that case, Miss, please fasten your seatbelt." The driver shifted gears abruptly. "I know a back road."

"Then let's hurry!"

ahhh-

The intense push-back sensation made her wonder if she was still in a taxi, and Hiroi Kikuri vowed never to experience that feeling again.

It felt like a few seconds had passed, yet also like centuries had gone by.

It actually only lasted a few tens of minutes.

Looking at the traffic jam ahead, the driver sighed, "Good sir, it seems you're on your own for the rest of the journey."

"But... I didn't bring any money..."

"It's alright, go ahead!"

"Flot's show, right? I'll go pick it up then. Speaking of which, when I was young, I also had my own dreams, but I was always hesitant and indecisive, and before I knew it, I'd been driving a taxi for half my life... Seeing a talented young person like you makes me sigh... Hurry up..."

Hiroi Kikuri didn't hear her master's reflections on life; she was currently marveling at how fast she could run.

The wooden clogs made a clattering sound as they stepped on the ground.

Kikuri Hiroi ran wildly, clutching her bass tape.

The faces of her two old bandmates seemed to appear before her eyes, and the cheers of the audience in her memory gave her endless motivation.

"We must make it!"

"Ah!... Ha, ha, I'm here—! The show is about to begin!"

She was yelling in front of the Flot store until the manager heard the noise, opened the door, and was startled by her behavior.

"What are you doing, Hiroi? Your performance... isn't it tomorrow?"

"Here, is your phone? Where did you go after drinking last night?"

"I...I really messed up this time."

Hiroi Kikuri sighed.

She left, clutching her stomach in pain, her lungs aching from running.

Now look what's happened! All that work for nothing, and I even owe the driver a long-distance fare.

This turbulent life has put too much pressure on her already impoverished heart... She hasn't earned any money, doesn't have many fans, her future is uncertain, and her life is full of hardships.

The nausea from the strenuous exercise brought tears to her eyes. This time, she didn't even have a chance to recover; she vomited against the wall, lamenting the bitterness and sorrow of her life.

Until she finally raised her head.

What she saw was a poster, and the words "one million" caught her eye.

"A million-dollar prize...unconfirmed riot?"

She tore down the poster and began to study it carefully; she swore she hadn't been this diligent even when she wrote her final papers for university.

"A professional campus band competition requires at least one member to be under 20 years old with a distinctive style..."

It's alright, Eliza is only 19 years old.

If we can win first place in this competition...

Not only can she pay off her debts in various places, but she can also...

Kikuri Hiroi thought that after winning the championship, she would return to Starry in glory.

She imagined the scene of telling Mingze Feng, "I'll take you flying, stay with me."

Although the blond-haired man is always present in the footage...

She couldn't help but tremble, accompanied by her hot breath.