Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

As everyone was marveling at this, Eliza Shimizu and Kaede Narusawa hurriedly played the accompaniment for her. The rhythm of the drums and gongs was light and catchy, and even the performers on stage were shaking their legs to the beat.

The microphone suddenly made a whooshing sound, followed by Kikuri Hiroi's carefree voice.

Hello everyone!

Hiroi Kikuri held the microphone, her face flushed. Although she hadn't been drinking, she seemed drunk.

Under the stage lights, Mingze Feng could see clearly.

Kikuri Hiroi's lips appeared bright red, just like the pale pink skin of her flushed cheeks.

Kikuri Hiroi spoke into the microphone and shouted:

"Everyone here! Let's have a drink together!"

The arena suddenly fell silent, everyone staring quietly at Kikuri Hiroi. Those with experience in the audience had already taken out their umbrellas and helmets.

Hiroi Kikuri, seemingly out of nowhere, produced one, two, or even several carton-packaged bottles of beer.

Then...

Kikuri Hiroi pointed them at the crowd below the stage.

It was like throwing a hand grenade.

Slam it down hard.

"Holy crap!" "Oh, not!"

Naruzawa Kaede and Shimizu Eliza were so startled by her that they spoke their native tongues, but they couldn't stop the grenadier's swift movements.

The beer carton, now imbued with force, seemed to come alive in an instant, tracing an almost perfect parabola through the air.

The spiritual curve bypassed the raised palm and struck a customer directly, then the beer box on the ground was crushed by someone's foot.

Snapped--

The exploding beer foam instantly stained the surrounding floor.

"WWWW!"

The wet trouser legs, along with Hiroi Kikuri's act of throwing them again, only drew cheers from the crowd.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

Snap—

"Come again!"

Hiroi Kikuri threw cups one, two, three at a time. I don't know who broke the cup first offstage, but the sound of the cup shattering was louder than the shouts from the microphone for a moment.

"Whoosh whoo ...

Through the light and shadows in the gaps, you could see someone smashing an entire wine bottle on the ground.

Before Hiroi Kikuri could throw the instruments off the stage, Shimizu Eliza skillfully took the bass from her hands, and then Narusawa Kaede grabbed Hiroi Kikuri's arm.

Narusawa Kaede looked at Hiroi Kikuri's face. The usually disheveled Hiroi Kikuri was nowhere to be seen at this moment. Because of the stuffy heat on the stage, her face was flushed, and her lips were red and luscious due to engorgement.

Mingze Feng counted on his fingers, "Why are you thinking about this now!"

During the break on stage just now, he glanced down and saw that everyone there was someone he knew.

Xingge, Xiangzi, Liang, and Ijichi Nijika were all in front of Xingge; everyone had bumped into each other.

“Let’s go,” Narusawa Kaede said to Hiroi Kikuri. “Our time is up. Let’s move on to the next band.”

Hiroi Kikuri half-followed Narusawa Kaede's steps, her eyes sparkling with a lively and captivating light. Suddenly, her legs went weak, and she had to lean on Narusawa Kaede's shoulder to stand up unsteadily.

[Hmm... Haha... Feng, I've already distributed all the wine. There wasn't any in this competition.]

Mingze Feng thought to himself, "This isn't even a competition. You haven't been drinking, so how come you're still this drunk?"

Narusawa Kaede patted Hiroi Kikuri's shoulder encouragingly and helped her walk. He was thinking of taking her to the hospital for a checkup.

Hiroi Kikusato felt lightheaded, leaning on Narusawa Kaede's shoulder. When she looked up, she could see the profile of the man she had been longing for, and when she looked down, she could smell his familiar scent.

"Maple~" Hiroi Kikuri made a cloying sound, her limp body squeezing upwards.

Mingze Feng was already hot, and while pulling her off the stage, he tried to separate her from his arms.

Hiroi Kikuri suddenly raised her hand.

She carried with her the scent of alcohol, her face flushed.

A soft yet firm piece of skin slammed into Naruzawa Kaede's cheek. The pain made Naruzawa Kaede instinctively want to push the woman away, but Hiroi Kikuri, also in pain, was trying to find the soft spot on his lips.

Hiroi Kikuri's eyes were wide and round, sparkling with a curious and inquisitive gaze.

At this moment, Iwashita Shima picked up the microphone to stop everyone from continuing. Just as she was about to speak, she saw that the audience below the stage had quieted down and several flashes of light went off.

At the same time, Iwashita Shima also saw that Iji Tomoka-senpai was standing on tiptoe, craning her neck to watch what was happening on the stage. What was going on?

“My God…” Eliza Shimizu’s voice came, bringing Shima Iwashita back to her senses.

Iwashita Shima turned his head to look.

Hiroi Kikuri wrapped her arms around Narusawa Kaede's shoulders, and even their lips touched.

Hiroi Kikuri: "Woo-woo! Ooh-ooh-ooh!"

Shima Iwashita instantly clutched her head, a sudden headache leaving her bewildered. She shoved the microphone back into its place, announced the end, and then beckoned Eliza Shimizu to leave.

[Damn it, from now on, let whoever wants to deal with this stupid, idiotic mess can deal with it!]

Naruzawa Kaede wiped his mouth and pinched Hiroi Kikuri's waist hard. At this moment, Hiroi Kikuri finally let go of his arm and mouth in pain and was dragged off the stage by Naruzawa Kaede.

Backstage, with a burning pain still lingering at the corner of her mouth, Hiroi Kikuri had never considered that the human body has teeth when she bumped into him.

"Oh dear, it's all red." Eliza Shimizu handed over a bottle of cold drink. "Let's apply a cold compress, be careful it doesn't swell up."

Although Iwashita Shima said she wouldn't interfere anymore, she still pulled Hiroi Kikuri aside, "Do you know that Hoshika-senpai is here today? If you really want to do something, do it secretly..."

"I couldn't help it."

Hiroi Kikuri scratched the back of her head and chuckled.

Mingze Feng pressed his face with a cold drink, the words he wanted to say to her welling up in his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

A sudden romantic encounter is like a knife falling from the sky. Every gift from fate comes with a hidden price.

Naruzawa Kaede was thinking about how to tell Hoshika about this, and how to tell Ryo about it. Just now on stage, Naruzawa Kaede's eyes followed the movement of that light blue hair and saw that Yamada Ryo was also there.

I wonder how Xiangzi and Liang's conversation went.

"Brother Feng, don't worry. I'll take responsibility for my actions."

Hiroi Kikuri resumed her initial demeanor, patting her chest and saying enthusiastically, "What happened just now was my doing. Don't worry, I'll take responsibility for you!"

Mingze Feng had annoyed expression on his face. "You should take responsibility for yourself first..."

Iwashita Shima and Shimizu Eliza nodded in agreement.

"I'm curious, how do you plan to take responsibility..."

In the dark corridor, Ijichi Seika's voice, tinged with suppressed anger, echoed.

The shadow of darkness receded from Ijichi Seika. Beneath her long golden hair, Ijichi Seika frowned. She had come alone, the collar of her dress heaving with her heavy breathing.

It was obvious that Ichiji Hoshika had come running, and she hadn't brought Nijika with her. She covered her fist with her hand, and although she didn't bring a spiked club, her imposing manner was no less.

Ichi Hoshika wanted to punch someone.

“Star Song,” Mingze Feng grabbed Iji Zhixing’s hand first, and as expected, Iji Zhixing bent her arm to gather strength.

Mingze Feng closed his eyes, waiting for her to deliver a punch in her anger, but the pain he expected did not come.

Hiroi Kikuri's shouts rang in Narusawa Kaede's ears.

"Sister Xingge!"

When she opened her eyes, she saw Hiroi Kikuri kneeling on the ground, tightly clutching Hoshika's arm, her eyes wide open and glistening as if tears were about to well up.

"Sister Xingge, please let me explain. This is all my fault."

"Have some shame! Let go of me now!"

Ijichi Seika, with a stern face, forcefully pulled her hand, trying to break free.

During this long period of time, Hiroi Kikuri was in tears with snot streaming down her face.

"No, I won't let go, senior! I didn't come here to break you up! I came here to join you!"

Join, join?

People can actually laugh when they're in a state of extreme speechlessness.

Ijichi Seika almost burst out laughing. She straightened her face and looked at Narusawa Kaede with a serious expression. Although Narusawa Kaede's expression had already given her the answer, Ijichi Seika still asked:

"You think so too?"

Before Naruzawa Kaede could answer, Hiroi Kikuri burst into loud sobs, "It's all my fault! Please, senpai, don't send me away! I'll do anything as long as I can stay by your and Kaede's side!"

"Let go, let go of me!" Ijichi Hoshika gripped her hand, her head throbbing, and instinctively said, "Kaede..."

Ijichi Hoshika paused for a moment, then fell silent, pulling her hand away with even more force.

"Star Song..."

“Senior! Hit me or scold me, whatever you want—” Hiroi Kikuri pressed her forehead against Iji Tomoka’s hand, pressing her forehead against it again and again.

"Please, senior..."

Ichiko was startled by the pleading voice, and she almost softened her heart.

"Waaaah..." Hiroi Kikuri cried and pleaded, "Senpai, I'll do anything you ask if I can stay!"

With Hiroi Kikuri's demonstration first, Iji Tomoka hesitated a bit. Narusawa Kaede swallowed hard, then, without hesitation, imitated her movements.

"Feng, how could you be included too!"

"Star Song,"

Naruzawa Kaede raised her head, and Ijichi Hoshika's eyes were trembling, as were her hands.

"Senpai waaaaah—" Hiroi Kikuri chanted the background music for this scene, while everyone else had already left without her noticing.

Only three people remained.

"Xingge, I..."

Ijichi Hoshika's hands were cold, as if she had been outside for a long time and been exposed to the cold wind. Her hair blocked the light, casting shadows on Hoshika's face, with only her lips visible, her teeth biting them.

"You two...can't you have any shame? What nonsense are you spouting? I still have a sense of shame, you know?"

A trembling voice, choked with sobs. A glint of light shimmered on her face, hidden in the shadows. Two streams of tears, already flowing with anger, cascaded down her cheeks.

Ijichi Seika looked up, the sunlight leaving a kiss mark on the tear tracks on her cheek. Ijichi Seika gritted her teeth, glared, and demanded, "Kaede, are you going to force me too?!"

"Star Song..."

Mingze Feng bit his tongue, the pain bringing him back to his senses. In a very short time, Mingze Feng realized that he could do one more thing.

"Senior!" At this moment, Hiroi Kikuri climbed onto Iji Tomoka's thigh.

Naruzawa Kaede released Iji Chisei's hand, then stood up, wrapped his arm around Iji Chisei, and pressed her body down.

The skin touched, the force was just right, completely different from the recklessness of Hiroi Kikuri.

Mingze Feng could smell the cigarette, but it was very faint. Mingze Feng could imagine that Xingge might have witnessed what had just happened, and had smoked one to calm herself down before coming over.

All his movements appeared skillful.

"Waaah...waaah!"

The insignificant struggle quickly turned into limpness.

Ichishika huffed, seeing that she couldn't win on the front lines, she grabbed Naruzawa Kaede's waist with all her might and twisted him around.

Despite the pain, Ming Zefeng did not loosen his embrace, and responded to Xing Ge with even more intense breaths.

Hiroi Kikuri's cries gradually subsided, and she stared blankly at the interaction between the two.

So that's how kissing works?

"Ha... Ah-hoo..."

Ichika Hoshika: "Don't think you can get away with this so easily, you two... Ugh, bastards."