Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Since they were sharing the same bed and blankets, could she also be considered to be being held by him at this moment?

[It was sent around 7 AM... Hmph, what a jerk, so thoughtful.]

Toyokawa Shoko, holding her phone, rolled over and lay on her side on the bed, holding the edge of the blanket with one hand to cover half of her face.

The laughter that welled up from my heart was impossible to hide.

hey-hey...

ha...

I don't know why I feel like laughing.

I feel like crying again.

I... really... it's been so long... there's no one who would let me ask for leave anymore...

Shoko Toyokawa smiled so broadly her eyes crinkled, but her vision blurred again. She looked at the message on her phone, but the blurry vision interrupted her gaze once more.

"Ha...ah..."

I don't understand, I really don't understand.

Why are you so skilled, so... that I can't help myself?

"You're so skilled, how am I supposed to make the decision to leave..."

Rotten person, bastard, scumbag, girl-playing bastard, bastard.

Toyokawa Shoko buried half of her face in the blanket.

Deeply, infatuatedly, intoxicated by the scent of the two of them mingling together under the covers.

"..."

Ming Zefeng leaned against the door and watched as she gradually calmed down. He hesitated, wondering whether he should knock on the door to remind her to be mindful of her image.

Although the chubby little Xiang is really cute, he probably doesn't want to see himself like this.

In her current state, it's best not to scare her.

Ming Zefeng shook the plastic bag, the rustling sound making Nuojiji Xiaoxiang, who was curled up in the blanket, tremble.

Then Naruzawa Kaede called out into the house, "I'm back."

“Call…” Toyokawa Shoko almost stammered. When she sat up in bed, her whole face was flushed red.

Toyokawa Shoko and Narusawa Kaede looked at each other.

Toyokawa Shoko touched her face; her cheeks were burning hot. Her lips parted and closed slowly.

Naruzawa Kaede heard Toyokawa Shoko say, "Welcome back."

Mingze Feng had just bought chicken and some vegetables and was planning to cook something for Xiangzi for lunch. He put the food down by the stove and started looking for his bass.

Toyokawa Shoko's narration was brilliant, and it resonated with Narusawa Kaede as well.

Mingze Feng sat on the edge of the bed with his bass guitar in his arms, and Fengchuan Xiangzi's gaze followed him as he played with his fingers.

This was the first time she had ever seen Naruzawa Kaede actually play bass.

In the past, Mingze Feng would always leave carrying a bass bag or a guitar bag.

Before jumping up, Narusawa Kaede glanced at Toyokawa Shoko again and asked, "Could you say you like me again?"

Xiangzi was caught off guard by the sudden attack, and in her haste, her voice became louder.

"I...we're friends, right?!"

"Or you can just call him a bastard."

Looking at Narusawa Kaede's very serious expression, Toyokawa Shoko felt as if she had given her heart to a dog.

"You bastard!"

Toyokawa Shoko's voice, Toyokawa Shoko's past...

Mingze Feng hummed softly, his head bowed, his fingers caressing the strings. The cool strings, on this frigid day, were filled with the warmth of winter.

A chill ran from my fingertips, penetrating to my bones, and then slid shiveringly into my heart.

Just seeing Narusawa Kaede's impressive display of strength made Toyokawa Shoko's pounding heart slow down.

The midday sun cast shadows on him, and Toyokawa Shoko looked at Narusawa Kaede with gentle eyes as he stroked the strings of his instrument.

Seriously, trying to show off by playing instruments in front of me will only make you look foolish.

Don't let my empty pockets fool you; I've passed the professional piano exam and studied with a master.

Toyokawa Shoko nodded.

Regardless of technique, Naruzawa Kaede treats his instrument with great gentleness.

He treated her with the same gentleness he showed her.

Although Toyokawa Shoko didn't think Narusawa Kaede was that good at playing musical instruments.

Most fifteen or sixteen-year-olds who play bass are probably just trying to look cool and pick up girls. They can't really be considered musicians; at best, they're just a bunch of people messing around with scales.

Toyokawa Sho plays the piano both as a family tradition and as a hobby. Her personality leads her to develop her interests to the best of her ability. Therefore, her musical skill is very high, far surpassing that of the group of fifteen- or sixteen-year-olds playing scales.

Toyokawa Shoko was confident that among her peers, only those who had been immersed in musical instruments since childhood, learning complex and intricate music theory and listening to the art of countless variations and combinations of scales, were better than her. Such people had their life plans determined from birth, and even in Tsukinomori, such people were few and far between.

It wouldn't happen in such a simple rental apartment without even an elevator.

Toyokawa Shoko wondered if she should point out any areas for improvement... or if there were too many areas that needed improvement, and if she should put on a surprised expression and clap her hands and say something like, "Kaze looks so cool playing the piano."

Shoko Toyokawa, clinging to what little she had left in her musical convictions, tried to find a suitable standard in her memory.

Bass... Bass... She thought of quite a few people. Xiao Mu's skill level was good enough, pass. As for the others, they were all professionals, no good.

After much thought, Toyokawa Shoko remembered her former bassist, a cellist who always had a smile on his face.

Wasn't that a bit too harsh on Feng...?

But if you ask Toyokawa Shoko to find someone to compare her to, she can't even remember anyone whose skills are worse.

Toyokawa Shoko never expected that her thoughts had reached the point of being overly indulgent.

At this moment, Toyokawa Shoko noticed that Narusawa Kaede was looking at her, and subconsciously straightened her clothes with a smile on her face.

At this moment, Mingze Feng withdrew his gaze.

I've been underestimated. This won't do, especially in my area of ​​expertise this time.

That's right, Mingze Feng never thought that flirting with girls was a special skill, but he really did treat music as his livelihood by playing and singing.

His original enthusiasm for playing had increased, and he was determined to impress Toyokawa Shoko.

The bass, with its light and short frequencies, plays.

Toyokawa Shoko nodded.

This jerk is always good at picking up girls, so it seems he's got some basic bass skills too.

The palm and fingertips slide along the neck and strings.

Mingze Feng thought back to that night with Toyokawa Shoko, the first night he woke up, when a girl snatched a bento box from his hand.

That night, if he had actually listened to the narrator's nonsense.

When will he and Toyokawa Shoko meet again?

Suddenly, Narusawa Kaede remembered the time he had asked Hiroi Kikuri for advice on writing lyrics.

Kikuto Hiroi said that when she was drunk, she would say whatever came to mind and even drag him into drinking with her.

Mingze Feng felt that he no longer needed wine at this moment. Time had brewed the past into a wine cup, and Mingze Feng was truly half drunk.

If, I mean if... I hadn't gone down to the convenience store that afternoon.

"That beloved girl, she passed by right beside me..."

When Naruzawa Kaede started singing, Toyokawa Shoko subconsciously sat up straight, her eyes widening slightly.

How come this person... can both play instruments and sing?

A distinct rhythm, cutting through the gaps between notes and beats.

The lyrics are straightforward, and the voice is very steady. Although he is a middle school student, his tone is deep because of his past experiences.

And this song...

"Now I know you gotta~"

"Speak up if you want somebody!"

"Can't let them get away, oh no!"

"You don't wanna end up sorry!"

"..."

It's a pretty love song, quite refreshing, but on the milder side.

I often listen to heavy metal on Mu's side, while Toyokawa Shoko prefers milder tastes in everything she listens to.

However, it's a pretty nice...love song.

It's much better than I expected!

Toyokawa Shoko stared at him with wide eyes, her body swaying to the rhythm.

Mingze Feng felt a little smug when she looked at him like that.

Who could resist being stared at by a cute girl with sparkling eyes?

After getting familiar with the tune, Toyokawa Shoko followed the rhythm of Narusawa Kaede's music and hummed along to the song.

It's not difficult, and it doesn't require any advanced skills.

Shoko Toyokawa could feel that it was a wonderful melody.

When Naruzawa Kaede stopped, Toyokawa Shoko nodded, still seemingly unsatisfied.

Mingze Feng's skill level was far better than she had imagined, so much so that all she could think of was to immediately record and perfect this piece of music, which was clearly improvised by Mingze Feng.

Yes, that's exactly how it should be done.

Toyokawa Shoko poured out all the things she wanted to do.

She said she only needed a notebook.

Of course, Mingze Feng supported her.

The two of them squeezed into this apartment.

Two people with photographic memories squeezed into this room, engaged in a great creative endeavor.

Toyokawa Shoko said that the bass alone was not enough, so Narusawa Kaede took out the guitar and played both roles, giving Toyokawa Shoko the effect she wanted.

Finally, a piece based on the music played by Narusawa Kaede, with Toyokawa Shoko refining it and optimizing the details, appeared on paper.

It was an A4 sheet of paper that Naruzawa Kaede had bought, covered with various markings and corrections. Some of them Naruzawa Kaede could understand, while others he couldn't. They were probably Toyokawa Shoko's usual words.

After finishing, Toyokawa Shoko very carefully copied down the final draft in her beautiful handwriting, comparing it with the original.

The hand-drawn musical staff and the delicate handwriting convey the joy of a young girl creating something new after a long time.

Shoko Toyokawa excitedly held up the paper in her hand, "Kaede, Kaede, your song! Play it for me again~"

"Eat first, eat first. It's already two o'clock."

Three hours, neither long nor short.

Reluctantly, Toyokawa Shoko placed the papers on the bedside table, weighed them down with another stack of papers, and then ran to Narusawa Kaede's side, taking the bowl from his hands.

"Speaking of which, Feng, you haven't given the song a name yet."

"Let's call it... 'That Girl'."

Toyokawa Shoko quickly opened up a lot of topics, talking about music, including her piano lessons and the names of several bands, some familiar to Narusawa Kaede and others not.

For example, there is a band called Morfonica in the upperclassmen's band at Tsukimori.

"Morfonica is also participating in the Rilot competition next March, even though it's not yet confirmed..."

Naruzawa Kaede also found the video on his phone. It was the one that Imagawa Lisa from Tsukinomori had sneaked in and filmed.