Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Yamada Ryo fell silent for a moment, then quickly added, "Wait, I'll go back and pay. And I'll cover the 100,000 yen too..."

Mingze Feng: "This meal is on me."

Yamada Ryo shook his head vigorously, causing his dark blue bangs to sway.

"...The package deal just now cost 30,000." And that was the price for one serving.

Huh? (Holy crap!)

"Please, please include that meal in this month's expenses!"

Huh?! (You haven't let go yet?)

Yamada Ryo actually shifted her position, kneeling directly on the bench, clasping her hands together above her head, and bending over earnestly, she cried out, "Please! Don't abandon me! I'll still pay the remaining 70,000 yen, even if I have to smash my instrument and sell my equipment!"

Huh?! What are you talking about?!

"Don't say things that are so easy to misunderstand!"

Sensing the inexplicable malevolent aura surrounding him, Mingze Feng had a feeling that a policeman might suddenly appear and handcuff him.

"There's no need to force me to accept it if I don't have it. How can I accept it if you're like this? Here's what we'll do: you're free. Fly like a bird!"

Yamada Ryo's eyes widened, a glint of cunning flashing in them. She was getting more and more into character, one hand gripping the button at her collar, biting her lip and whispering, "Um, Kaede-kun, am I supposed to sit here?"

At this point, Narusawa Kaede calmed down. He realized that Yamada Ryo was simply intrigued by his exaggerated reaction earlier. In short, he was teasing him, teasing a virgin.

"Tch, it's no fun if they don't take the bait."

"You can't even see the ditch and you still want to fish me?"

Yamada Ryo asked, puzzled, "What does this have to do with any ditch?"

But she immediately realized what she meant: "Go to hell!"

Yamada Ryo crossed his arms, his eyes unconsciously glancing to the side, unsure of what to say for a moment. [Awkward: He accidentally swore.]

Mingze Feng met her gaze.

"Ha..." In the silence, the two of them laughed together.

"In this case..."

A fist bump or a high five

Mingze Feng's fist was grasped by her hand.

Yamada Ryo's eyes were filled with pleasure, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

She raised her chin, like a wolf who had caught a sheep.

"Rock, paper, scissors, I won. You go first and ask for my email."

[So happy: An interesting man!]

Chapter Seven: Boyfriend? Three or Four Years Too Early

Don't you have an email address?

You can keep this phone for now. I'll use it to contact you later. It's okay, this is my backup phone.

Are you still going to afternoon class? I'm not. Hmph, I'm a "delinquent," are you scared yet?

Why don't you just skip it and come shopping with me?

Disclaimer: The above is the initial draft still in Yamada Ryo's mind. She is still thinking about how to refine it to make herself more like a rebellious girl.

After their conversation, she realized that her previous sentence structure wasn't working well; Mingze Feng had developed resistance, and she couldn't see any shyness in him anymore. This wasn't good. She felt she needed to be more assertive from now on and needed to think of a way...

Ming Zefeng watched as she came up with one idea after another, each more witty and quirky than the last. He never felt bored sitting next to her and would occasionally banter with her.

She appears indifferent but possesses an undying passion within. Her mind is quick and agile, like a girl with an eccentric personality. She acts freely and generously, and most importantly, she has a unique, independent spirit.

It's also a bit silly... Although saying it like that would make the art style seem strange, Narusawa Kaede still feels that Yamada Ryo's enthusiastic personality carries a bit of a silly vibe.

[Also an interesting woman]

Upon hearing Yamada Ryo describe him as an 'interesting man,' Narusawa Kaede also placed Yamada Ryo on the same level in his mind: an interesting woman.

Sitting on a park bench, with such a beautiful girl beside him, looking up at the sky where clouds drift by and cars occasionally pass by on the road in the distance, the whole world seems to have paused in this moment, and then suddenly fast forward... No, it's as if someone has turned on the progress bar of life, making him feel that everything has passed by in the blink of an eye.

"My mom's on the phone..."

Yamada Ryo went to answer a phone call. Before leaving, she gave Naruzawa Kaede a cell phone, which she called a spare. She also said that as collateral, the bass guitar leaning against the bench would be temporarily given to Naruzawa Kaede.

As for the real reason she left Beth behind...

[Yay, that means I don't have to carry it back! Hooray!]

Yamada Ryo's expression was very serious when he handed Besto over, but Narusawa Kaede noticed something amiss. For example, the light and cheerful movement when she jumped up on her tiptoes showed that she was in a very good mood.

Carrying the bass guitar entrusted to him by Yamada Ryo, Narusawa Kaede walked along the street leading to 2-chome. Chome means street or neighborhood. Coincidentally, Narusawa Kaede's destination wasn't far.

Thinking of this, he pulled out a sign tied with a long rope from his pants pocket, which had a large headshot of a woman with light blue hair on a blue background.

They're not as good-looking as the real people.

drip-drip-

The smartphone in my pocket is beeping with notifications.

Yamada Ryo: "A person?"

It seemed that once the message was marked as read, her next message came even faster.

Ryo Yamada: "You'd better just go to the toilet."

Mingze Feng deleted the message in the chat box and replied again: "Didn't you go home?"

Yamada Ryo: "...Did I say I left? Why did you just leave like that? You went on a date with a girl and ran off without even saying goodbye? Are you Shinichi Kudo rushing to take your medicine...? Hey, don't you feel a little guilty saying that?"

If it weren't for that last sentence, I really would have.

Mingze Feng was about to type that he hadn't gone far and would be back soon, but a long reply immediately came through the interface. He didn't know why someone who had been so quiet just moments before but had a lot of inner monologues would suddenly send long messages in the chat.

It is said that the internet can amplify a certain aspect of a person, and this must be the case for Ryo Yamada.

"Now I believe you don't have much experience with women. Luckily it's me; if it were your girlfriend, it would have ended right away... Keep the bass safe. Let's meet again tonight. Don't rush to refuse; there's money to be made. Don't worry, I definitely won't mess it up this time! Speaking of which... although I had a guess beforehand, I still have to ask: have you ever specifically studied bass before, or have you never even touched a guitar or bass...? Okay, I should be more specific."

"I need a guitarist to play music with me."

Naruzawa looked down at the screen. He didn't know what Yamada Ryo was thinking behind the internet connection. He suddenly realized that without the support of narration, he was even a little hesitant to write anything. To be precise, he was hesitant.

A meal costs 30,000 yen, a bass guitar costs over 200,000 yen... If Naruzawa Kaede were only fourteen, he wouldn't think so much, but he's clearly more... In short, he only has 60,000 yen in his pocket. There's a saying in China that's not entirely without merit: "How can someone with nothing to their name dare to wrong a beautiful woman?"

The screen went black due to lack of activity. The closed screen formed a mirror.

Hesitation leads to defeat; decisiveness means giving up easily, so go straight for her and confess your love—she can't resist.

Mingze Feng raised an eyebrow. He had only wanted to say the first sentence, "Okay!"

The screen then automatically turns on, displaying a message preview interface.

Ryo Yamada: "...If you're having trouble typing, you can also turn on the speech-to-text function below! The text will come out in a flash."

Mingze Feng pressed his fingertips: "To be honest, it's so great that I met you. Liang, please give me a chance."

Yamada Ryo: "???"

Ryo Yamada: "No way I'll lend you money."

Mingze Feng: "I meant playing music, playing music, my dear lady."

The message remained unread, and Yamada Ryo remained silent for a while. Narusawa Kaede even imagined the scene where she would throw her phone away in terror after being told she couldn't borrow money.

He stood at the foot of an office building, in a spot where the sunlight shone, where it was slightly warm.

What if you miss out on such a great girl if you don't take the initiative?

On the screen that temporarily served as a mirror, inspirational quotes that only he could see would occasionally flash by.

Beep... beep...

Ryo Yamada: "Image"

A book? No, it's a rock band album cover with something that looks like a vinyl record inside.

Mingze Feng wrote down the name and started searching, but before he could find it, there was another new message.

Ryo Yamada: "Image"

Ryo Yamada: "Image"

"Um, they all look great," Mingze Feng replied carefully, in a half-joking tone, "You don't expect me to remember them so I can pick out clothes for you next time, do you?"

Inside the secondhand clothing store, Yamada Ryo was looking at the clothes with a blank expression. Suddenly, a call came in, and she blinked in surprise. After figuring out what was going on, the corners of her mouth curved slightly, and she deleted the message in the chat box: "Ah... I was just making a note of it. This is my alternate account for this kind of thing, don't mind."

"Yes, these are all things I like. Remember them, and come with me to choose them next time."

This directly exposed Mingze Feng's little test.

Then she simply turned off the communication and continued sending pictures.

I'll just glance at the status of quickly unread and read from time to time.

Whenever a "read" message appeared, her eyes would light up slightly, and her attention would focus on the reply on the screen.

The short two lines, or even less, allowed her to savor them repeatedly through the work of her brain. It was a strange feeling, a fresh one, like the anticipation of waiting for a new musical instrument to arrive, or the pleasure of slowly savoring a delicious meal.

Yamada Ryo glanced at his phone again, thinking to himself... getting a backup phone was definitely the right decision.

As she was leaving, the shop owner took the card she was given and said to her, "Liang Sang has been smiling ever since she received the news."

"..."

Yamada Ryo touched the corner of her mouth and nodded in acknowledgment, "I've met someone who shares my interests."

"Liang Sang's boyfriend? He must be very handsome..." The shop owner auntie joked with a smile, "It's been so long, Liang Sang has grown up."

"No way, he's so clueless, I can tell what he's thinking at a glance," Yamada Ryo said lightly. "Boyfriend? That's three or four years too early."

Chapter Eight: Ascending the Auspicious Steps 1

Ryo Yamada embarks on her journey to become a stay-at-home woman.

Mingze Feng finally received the exclamation mark he had been waiting for.

Pshaw, what's with the exclamation mark? Ms. Toyokawa Shoko, who works as a customer service representative in the building at 25-7 Yoyogi 2-chome, Shibuya-ku, Tokyo, has her own name.

But Mingze Feng's attention was first drawn to the huge golden exclamation mark.

As he gazed, the exclamatory symbols transformed into gilded liquid, imprinting in the void symbols that were not real, yet undeniably conveyed a meaning that could be understood.

The higher the stage of the crisis mission, the greater the danger; please proceed with caution.

Ascending the Auspicious Steps, Part 1: Even the Phoenix Has Its Day of Rebirth

"One set of everyday clothes, two sets of bedding, bills paid monthly, wages settled daily, no questions from relatives or friends, not worldly-wise, Toyokawa Shoko, always on edge."

"This phase of the mission has no trigger conditions and no rewards can be claimed. She doesn't need help. If you insist on being a pushover, then be prepared for her prickly exterior to pierce your hand."

If you still want to go up to her after seeing this, just pull out your work badge and give it to her. She's not interested in listening to your nonsense.

Isn't this description a bit too unique?

"Hello."

“...Hello,” Toyokawa Shoko gripped her wrist, adopting a rather wary posture, “What is it?”

The text above her head changed to: [Confusion/Frustration: My money, my money, my perfect attendance bonus, my perfect attendance bonus...]

It seems that only descriptions related to danger are marked with ''?

Mingze Feng silently noted it down. He listened to advice and handed over his work badge directly. "Miss Toyokawa Shoko, right? You missed it last night."

"Thank you!"

Toyokawa Shoko's expression brightened noticeably.

Although she was wearing the Haneoka school uniform, the design of the midi skirt on her displayed an elegance that surpassed the garment's overall design. Every move she made was so pleasing to the eye.

But before she could touch her work badge, Mingze Feng pulled it back first.

“Miss Xiangzi, although it might be a bit unfair of me to say this…” Mingze Feng suddenly remembered the 180 yen he had been forced to pay, and he wanted her to pay for last night’s lunch.