Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Ichiji Nijika sighed, recalling her last meeting with Yamada Ryo before the holidays. Yamada Ryo seemed preoccupied. School started in a few days; she wondered how she was doing.

Kikuri Hiroi eventually made the call, but not for Seika Iji.

Outside the door of Ijichi's house.

Hiroi Kikuri squatted on the ground, with the luggage that Iji Tomoka had thrown out beside her. It was actually just two or three toiletries and her old cell phone.

Hiroi Kikuri wanted to cry. Throwing her out was one thing, but why did she have to fight after being thrown out? It hurt so much!

It's 9 PM now, at least wait until tomorrow.

Feeling the pain as if her arm had been dislocated, Hiroi Kikuri waited for the dial tone on the other end of the phone, suppressing her tears and clearing her throat with a light cough.

She was going to tell Mingze Feng properly later that she had done her best.

'Did you play something wrong this time?'

Kikuri Hiroi has made up her mind; she'll just say it directly.

The call finally connected. But the surprised "Star Song" on the other end was like an armor-piercing bullet, piercing right through the resilience that Hiroi Kikuri had just managed to muster.

"Waaah...it's me."

Hiroi Kikuri wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, humming and panting, "I got kicked out by my senior...it's all your fault! Kaede, I want to come to you, I feel so bad~"

There was no answer on the other end of the phone. Hiroi Kikuri's sobs gradually subsided, and she asked softly:

"Hello? Is this Feng... Feng, are you alright? My phone isn't with me... Wait, what's going on—"

"it's me."

On the other end of the phone, Ming Zefeng looked up at the lights of the residential building and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Thank goodness you're alright. I wanted to come find you, Feng. Where are you?"

"I'm downstairs. Come on over."

"Oh, where do you live?"

"It's downstairs from Xingge's house."

A few stars twinkled in the night sky, appearing and disappearing intermittently. Several tall buildings in the residential area blocked the view of the sky, even though they were only seven or eight stories high.

The night was moonless, and the darkness blocked people's view of the starry sky.

Mingze Feng raised his head.

At a height of seven or eight stories, Narusawa Kaede wondered if there was an elevator inside. However, the Iji sisters seemed to have good stamina; climbing up probably wouldn't be tiring.

Even standing downstairs, one has to look up.

At this very moment, Ichiji Hoshika should be upstairs. They're only about twenty meters apart.

They were so close, yet I couldn't see many stars in the sky.

Ichi Nijika was also inside. Narusawa Kaede had just asked Hiroi Kikuri over the phone, and Hiroi Kikuri was downstairs at that moment.

Ichika didn't answer the phone; she was still angry. It was a knot in Narusawa Kaede's heart that he knew how to untie, but wouldn't actively seek to untie.

Just like what Toyokawa Shoko said that night.

This path of attempting to build a harem is truly fraught with difficulties and long challenges.

At least with Toyokawa Sho, Narusawa Kaede had already increased his chances of winning to 80%. But standing downstairs at Ijichi Hoshika's house, Narusawa Kaede had no idea what his chances of winning were if he went upstairs now.

In particular, both Ijichi Nikka and Hiroi Kikuri are there.

Maybe not even one percent. On the contrary, if they meet in person, it's easier to say things that come out of the blue.

If we only had to choose one person, we could probably fast-forward to adulthood and marriage.

Thinking wildly.

Shortly after hanging up the phone, that long-unseen figure appeared at the building entrance.

Her long purple hair wasn't tied into her usual braids. Instead, it flowed freely, swaying gently at her sides as she skipped along.

Kikuri Hiroi waved her hand, making her signature gesture of squinting her eyes when she was thinking.

Mingze Feng looked quite well; aside from a hint of melancholy, he had the healthy glow that comes from a good rest.

Mingze Feng's gaze was directed upwards, not towards the sky.

Standing next to Narusawa Kaede, Hiroi Kikuri already guessed what he was thinking, so she asked, "Aren't you going up?"

[As expected, you two have had quite a conflict.]

"No. I promised Xingge I wouldn't tell Hongxia."

Hiroi Kikuri blinked, somewhat surprised, and asked, "...You really know Nijika?"

"...classmates from the same school, and even members of the same club."

"Aha, if my old friends find out, they'll laugh themselves to death at you, senior."

That's strange. Normally, you'd win over the younger sister first and then the older sister, right?

Stop reading weird comics... Wait, Hiroi Kikuri doesn't buy comics. So, she's reading the shoujo manga from Ijichi's house.

Mingze Feng exhaled, and his breath turned into white mist, gradually disappearing into the hazy night with the sound of the wind.

There are many reasons why Ichika is angry, but the reason why she hasn't calmed down after so long is probably because Narusawa Kaede is having affairs outside.

Go up and admit your mistake, then focus wholeheartedly on your work...

That's a lie.

Mingze Feng won't do it.

"I probably won't go up today."

"Um...?"

Hiroi Kikuri tilted her head and suddenly said, "Speaking of which, I haven't said it yet, Happy New Year~ Kaede. I tried calling you before the New Year but couldn't get through."

Because the person at home completely turned off both of their phones. The two of them spent a whole week at home without phones.

Mingze Feng thought for a moment and said, "I was too lazy at home during the New Year. Today is the first day I've gone out."

"So that means~"

Many thoughts flashed through Hiroi Kikuri's mind, but in the end she chose the most normal greeting: "Kaede, have you gone to the shrine for the New Year?"

Hiroi Kikuri's thoughtful expression at this moment was surprisingly composed.

If you didn't need to bow your head when looking at her, she would probably exude more adult authority. Hiroi Kikuri looks about the same size as Toyokawa Shoko; if you were to hold her in your arms, she could easily...

No, what is this person thinking?

Recalling Kikuri Hiroi's question earlier, about New Year's shrine visits...

Naruzawa Kaede shook his head. Neither he nor Toyokawa Shoko were interested in that. They considered eating a bowl of soba noodles as a New Year's celebration.

"Haven't you heard that the month following the New Year is within the permitted range?"

Hiroi Kikuri squinted and spouted nonsense with a straight face.

Mingze Feng didn't expose her, and teased her by asking, "Even if I were to go with you, it's already nighttime. Are you sure it's okay?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, just listen to me. It may be cold at the shrine, but when you're feeling down, find a hilltop and enjoy the evening breeze. I'm an expert at this."

After getting drunk, I staggered up the mountain, feeling the weariness in my thighs, and sat down on a rock halfway up. I lightly strummed the strings of my zither, a gentle breeze caressing my face, accompanied by the rustling of leaves in summer, and a bone-chilling cold in winter.

I almost forgot, she's a college graduate. She's arguably the most educated among us, and her cultural level is also high.

"Anyway, leave it to me. Elbow, let's go up the mountain!"

The way this 1.6-meter-tall older sister talks, patting her chest and giving a silly smile, is always so endearing.

Mingze Feng asked, "Isn't this the root cause of headaches and arthritis?"

[You're so stubborn! If I could beat you, I would have just carried you up the mountain... Ouch, you're really strong, my arm still hurts.]

Kikuri Hiroi pouted, hugged her chest, and looked distressed.

"Maple, pretending to be clueless at a time like this and spending a wonderful evening with your sister might make you more popular with girls, right?"

He was deliberately putting on a troubled look, but this posture made Mingze Feng unable to help but laugh out loud.

"I'm relieved, I'm in a great mood."

Naruzawa Kaede raised his hand and placed it on Hiroi Kikuri's head, rubbing it twice.

Just as Hiroi Kikuri was about to resist, she caught a glimpse of a strand of her hair being held in Narusawa Kaede's hand, which he then placed under her nose as he raised his hand.

Narusawa Kaede took a deep breath. Hiroi Kikuri didn't smell of alcohol. Instead, she smelled of a very familiar shampoo, probably because she had just taken a shower.

"What are you doing all of a sudden?!"

Hiroi Kikuri blushed, slightly agitated, but didn't pull her hair back. She moved even closer to make it easier for Narusawa Kaede to move, her fingers intertwined and twisted together, extremely nervous.

"Just taking a look, you're not drunk, why are you so lively today? Are you in a good mood?"

"I'm in a bad mood right now!"

Hiroi Kikuri pulled her hair back, puffed out her cheeks, and remained silent. She crossed her arms, but her eyes kept glancing this way.

She has the air of a little girl who thinks, "If you don't comfort me, I won't talk to you anymore."

With a bass guitar slung across her back, Naruzawa Kaede raised his hand, thought for a moment, and then touched Hiroi Kikuri's head.

You only need to raise your hand to your shoulder.

This position is quite comfortable.

"I don't know much about this," Naruzawa asked. "Which shrine should we go to?"

Kikuri Hiroi was easily appeased. She excitedly described the hills near Tokyo, clearly ignoring the major shrines.

Hiroi Kikuri's visit was less about worship and more about stealing offerings. Going to a grand shrine could easily get you beaten up.

"Hmph, come with me."

Hiroi Kikuri turned around and walked ahead to lead the way, with Narusawa Kaede taking two steps to catch up.

And by the window upstairs.

Ijichi Hoshika rested her chin on her hands and pouted.

So why doesn't Naruzawa Kaede come up?

Ijichi Nijika walked over, and following her sister's gaze, she could only vaguely make out that the one with purple hair seemed to be Hiroi Kikuri.

"Sis, aren't you going to take a shower?"

"..."

"Sis, are you... thinking about someone?"

"How could I possibly want to..."

Ichi Hoshika stopped talking.

She would never admit that she was thinking about anyone just now.

Chapter Three: Climbing the Mountain (First Update)

Hiroi Kikuri led Narusawa Kaede off.

Hiroi Kikuri had already hailed a taxi; she didn't want to walk in this cold weather, and besides, Narusawa Kaede was with her, so she could always pay.

Then, Mingze Feng quietly asked her if she had any money left.

Hiroi Kikuri certainly didn't have any money. Iji Tomoka was ruthless when she threw her out, and didn't even give her travel expenses the following year.

After Narusawa Kaede explained his current situation to Hiroi Kikuri, Hiroi Kikuri gained a deep understanding of the matter.

In other words, at this point, Hiroi Kikuri and Narusawa Kaede are standing together, and neither of them has a single coin in their pockets.

Hiroi Kikuri stared at Narusawa Kaede with disbelief, her eyes seeming to say, "Honey, you're just like me."

Although he didn't say it aloud, Naruzawa Kaede definitely saw it.

Naruzawa Kaede rubbed his eye, wanting to retort, but he couldn't help but laugh at himself. He told the taxi driver Hiroi Kikuri had just hailed to leave first, and then confirmed with Hiroi Kikuri where they were going.

The two argued back and forth but couldn't reach an agreement on distance and cost. The nearest shrines were only a few famous ones, and even at night they were crowded, so Hiroi Kikuri didn't want to go.