Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Thinking about how his old apartment didn't even have heating, Naruzawa Kaede started considering whether he should go to Yamada Ryo's house and sleep in his bed.

Speaking of which, it seems like Hiroi Kikuri is living in a pretty cramped place... Iwashita Shima will probably help her out.

Should we go back and take a look?

Although the idea was good, he went upstairs and reached his floor just around the corner.

"Ha..." The blue-haired girl exhaled hot breath, which condensed into white mist and enveloped her rubbing hands, but she immediately felt even colder and shivered.

[What bad luck... Forgot my keys and then this awful weather, haha, no one answers the door, is he drunk or out looking for more drinks... He might as well freeze to death outside...]

My phone bill was overdue yesterday and I haven't topped it up yet! Ugh, Xiangzi, you shouldn't have been so greedy as not to top it up. I was planning to cook some noodles for you, but there aren't any 24-hour shops nearby, and as for accommodation...

【...】

expensive.

Mingze Feng knew without even thinking what was coming next.

Naruzawa Kaede also felt that accommodation was expensive, and that internet cafes offered free internet access for 10 yen a night. Is it possible to find a place to stay overnight in Japan for 200 yen?

He stood motionless at the top of the stairs, as if he had discovered a hidden plot in a game, quietly watching Toyokawa Shoko complain about her life.

It's a complete mess, so I'd better not write it down.

Could it be that her increasingly sensitive personality is closely related to her increasingly stressful life these days?

Because of inner turmoil, I became increasingly sensitive to the behavior of others; because of my past self-righteousness, I began to consider things in increasingly extreme ways.

This mentality weighed heavily on her body. Her excellent upbringing prevented her from speaking ill of others, and she kept everything bottled up inside. Finally, one day, this already dry powder keg was struck repeatedly with a detonator, leading to future remarks like, "She's trying to oppose me," and "You're just thinking about yourself."

"..."

Ultimately, this is just Mingze Feng's one-sided opinion, his personal thought.

Naruzawa Kaede just didn't expect that he would meet Toyokawa Shoko again so soon.

He simply spent his day as usual and returned home, but as if fate didn't want him to have any peace, it left a beautiful young girl at his doorstep.

...To be precise, it's the doorway next door.

The beautiful girl was trembling, looking like she needed help.

She was still wearing yesterday's school uniform, and Mingze Feng recalled the description he had seen when they met for the second time.

"Two sets of living quarters and one set of everyday clothes."

You also have to add the phone bill arrears, which are paid monthly.

If we could offer timely help now, it might be able to...

However, his story with Toyokawa Shoko was never in the realm of ordinary romance from the very beginning.

It's him again...

See? As soon as you look over, her narration becomes exceptionally targeted.

Toyokawa Shoko obediently shifted her body away from Narusawa Kaede. Her face was expressionless, exuding an aloof and cold demeanor.

[Had you come back from sleeping with some woman again? At this hour, ha... you must have been drained by alcohol and women...]

I knew from the beginning that he was a scumbag.

"Miss Xiangzi, we meet again..."

Mingze Feng greeted them briefly and took out his house key.

Chapter Forty: Just a Little Bit of Warmth

Mingze Feng pushed open the door and felt that it was even colder inside than outside, so he couldn't help but take two steps back.

He turned and looked at the night sky outside the corridor.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Toyokawa Shoko's movements.

【...】

She seemed to be spacing out. Maybe she was cold, or maybe she was hungry.

This time she wasn't so nervous as to call the police, but she didn't do anything either. She tucked her handbag under her bottom to keep it cool and dry. She hunched forward, not leaning against the wall. She hugged her knees, her cold gaze meeting mine.

Mingze Feng shifted his gaze and looked at the buildings in the distance.

The sky is invisible in the distance; the rooftops encircle its four corners. Tall buildings form walls on all sides, making people within them feel like frogs in a well, forever unable to see the sky.

I propped myself up on my arms and pressed them against the wall. The wall was damp and cold; perhaps snow had drifted in. The coldness seeped up my palms, leaving my hands sticky.

The sound of the wind...

It was the sound of the wind blowing through the narrow passage and down the corridor. The chill brought by the sound of the wind was even greater than before.

The sound of the wind is also the sound of nature.

As if announcing the arrival of winter, the rustling wind evokes a deep-seated longing for warmth and a desire for peaceful sleep.

Mingze Feng wanted to go back. Realizing he'd already lost all composure, he didn't bother thinking and simply asked, "Although I'd really like to invite you in... how about I leave the door open and you come in whenever you want?"

"...Miss Toyokawa Shoko?"

"Xiangzi-san?"

I'm asleep...

To be able to fall asleep under these circumstances, one must be truly exhausted.

......

"Xiangzi?"

Shoko Toyokawa vaguely heard someone calling her. She squinted, as if she had unconsciously dozed off, dreaming of all sorts of weirdos on the other end of the customer service hotline.

Working at a customer service company, you're bound to encounter a few oddballs.

Was that person speaking Japanese...? I'm so hungry... My phone's about to die... Am I going to sit here until tomorrow morning...?

Opening her eyes, she was met with a familiar yet unfamiliar face, wearing a sly smile. Toyokawa Shoko couldn't help but want to punch him to relieve the frustration of the day.

Mingze Feng shrank his neck, afraid that Fengchuan Xiangzi might suddenly throw a punch at him if he started with zero frames.

"Mr. Xiangzi, did you go out to take out the trash and forget your keys?"

"We're not that close yet...but we are."

Toyokawa Shoko hugged her knees tightly and shook her head. When she heard that she was offered a place to stay, she shook her head.

"Thank you very much, but I think I'll pass..."

Mingze Feng didn't hesitate to maliciously speculate that he was seen as a weasel in Toyokawa Shoko's eyes, and that he had no good intentions.

He shook his head and went inside.

What was left for Toyokawa Shoko was a pitch-black doorway.

There were two doors in front of them, one closed and one open, each with a man inside.

One is her father, a stranger who is also a familiar face, the one who guided her in music, her biological father... and now her bastard dad.

One was her neighbor, a familiar stranger she had only met a few times. Either she embarrassed herself, or she caught him with different women.

One was an alcoholic, the other a womanizer.

One was sleeping, and the other went to sleep too.

Fortunately, Toyokawa Shoko had already witnessed the absurdity of reality many times over. She hugged her knees tightly, burying her face in her arms...

"...Ha, what a mess I've made."

[I don't even know his name, yet I've already started commenting on him. That's really awful of me, Xiangzi. Stop overthinking...]

Shoko Toyokawa held her breath; she could even hear her own heartbeat.

Dong Dong... Dong Dong...

Click.

A collision sounded in front of her, followed by a rich, complex fragrance.

"I haven't had a proper chance to say hello to you the last few times we've met. My name is Mingze Feng."

"Thank you, but you can keep it for yourself. I don't need it."

Girl, even if you have to tighten your belt, you should still eat something. Just tightening your belt won't keep you full.

"...I feel really bad about leaving it here. How about we charge you the price listed?"

"No, thank you. I don't need it."

No, I think you need it.

Mingze Feng stood up, pretended to be cursing, and walked back to his room, leaving the door half-closed as if he wouldn't be coming back.

Toyokawa Shoko raised her head and glanced at the instant noodles in front of her. Then she buried her face in her knees again, saying nothing and not looking at them again.

What is this? Are you pitying me, or mocking me...?

She remained in that position, motionless. She showed no intention of eating.

Mingze Feng sighed from behind the door.

For Shoko Toyokawa, sympathy equals pity and compassion.

Toyokawa Shoko had her own logic; you could call her naive, you could call her stubborn, you could call her ridiculously vain about her dignity. But she was truly willing to sit there for the sake of her dignity.

She wasn't arguing with that bucket of instant noodles, nor with Mingze Feng; she was fighting with her past self from the past fourteen years, and with the world she had lived through those fourteen years.

No matter how much she complained about life in her heart, she still put in her best effort to manage her life.

There's nothing funny about that.

Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement.

Many people have done what Toyokawa Shoko is doing today, but none have done it as well as she has.

Naruzawa Kaede felt he was one of them. He only became better after he received a power boost, and he was content now. Toyokawa Shoko's current state reminded him of his own past, and he felt more empathy than pity.

Not everyone has a happy family. After starting work early, you can only endure the insults and think about where you went wrong. You have to stretch every ten yuan in half. Working in a big city is like surviving in the wilderness.

You've worked so hard for so long, that's really amazing and impressive.

That's why I can't bear to see you continue living alone.

"..."

Toyokawa Shoko squinted.

Being woken up made me unable to fall back asleep.

She listened to the sounds of nature, and the rhythms of nature were beautiful melodies in her ears.

Of course she could smell the instant noodles.

Instant noodles are one of the greatest inventions of modern times. The combination of carbohydrates, oils, and spices, along with the fusion of calories and warmth, provides a feeling of fullness and warmth that needs no further explanation.

The thin winter clothes I was wearing were no match for the cold of the melting snow.

Toyokawa Shoko simply closed her eyes, waiting for dawn.

Next time, she should sew the key into her clothes. Or she can double-check it before leaving the house...

Mingze Feng quietly walked over and then spread out the newly found quilt with a whoosh.

He pressed down on Toyokawa Shoko's head and buried her completely inside.

"what are you doing!"

Under the covers, Toyokawa Shoko danced wildly, yanked the covers off, and yelled, "What are you doing back here again!"

"I was making the bed just now and found a set of unused bedding. I thought I might as well air it out instead of throwing it away."

During Toyokawa Shoko's angry questioning, Narusawa Kaede revealed a sly smile.

Miss Xiangzi, there's a kind of cold and hunger that I feel you're cold and hungry.

Chapter 41 A Tentative Discussion of Toyokawa Shoko's Two Most Sensitive Aspects