Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

"Well, think of something, Feng~ Feng, I want to go—"

【Together with you】

Hiroi Kikuri drew out her words, grabbing Narusawa Kaede's arm and shaking it from side to side. Looking at her narrowed eyes and smiling expression, Narusawa Kaede got goosebumps all over his back.

Playing guitar with Hiroi is fine, but living together... while it's not exactly torture, it's clear that a lot of trouble will come knocking in the future.

If it were anyone else acting so affectionately, Naruzawa Kaede might have hugged them and patted their heads. But since it was Hiroi Kikuri, Naruzawa Kaede grabbed her hand and held it in his palm.

Hiroi Kikuri was pulled forward a step, her arm pressed tightly against Narusawa Kaede's, almost touching. Looking up, she could see the boy... well, that somewhat handsome face.

The scent wafting so close made Kikuri Hiroi unconsciously swallow.

Suddenly... what are you doing...?

Hiroi Kiku's face flushed red, unsure whether to close her eyes or pout. Before she could react, she heard Narusawa Kaede's voice.

"I'll handle it, please stop torturing me, I'm begging you..."

Kikuri Hiroi's sweet smile froze instantly, and she looked somewhat insecure.

Although she was used to being called a scoundrel with her face pressed against her cheek, and was well aware of her own limitations, Hiroi Kikuri still felt her face burning even hotter.

Kikuri Hiroi thought to herself that she had to win back some ground, at least on this topic. So she recalled the cute girls she knew, the most distinctive of whom were probably the blonde Eliza Shimizu and Nijika Ijichi.

"Oh dear, am I not cute?"

Hiroi Kikuri smiled playfully, stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and placed her hands on front of Narusawa Kaede.

Naruzawa Kaede closed his eyes, raised his head, and punched Hiroi Kikuri on the head.

"Stop talking nonsense, be normal, you bastard!"

But since it's her idea to go...

There are ways.

So at 9:15 p.m., Master Shimizu Eliza, who had just finished her first meal of the day, was interrupted by a phone call from her cultivation and anime-watching journey.

Just twenty minutes later, a brand-new SUV pulled up to the side of the road. As the window rolled down, long golden hair cascaded down to her slender waist, and the seatbelt accentuated her ample bosom.

Naruzawa Kaede glanced at her, then looked away. This was because Shimizu Eliza's gaze was currently quite unfriendly.

Come to think of it, it's 9:30 at night now.

I was happily lounging in bed at home, scrolling through my phone and watching videos, when a phone call suddenly yanked me out of my cozy world...

That's not the reason.

"...So you guys still remember me as a friend. I've been waiting since the first year of junior high and haven't received a call from you."

When Naruzawa Kaede saw the words next to Shimizu Eliza, he was stunned.

Eliza Shimizu's face was unusually pale, and she looked exactly like Shima Iwashita when she was scolding people.

Hiroi Kiku was a little scared. She pulled Narusawa Kaede's arm in front of her and hid most of her body behind him.

Naruzawa Kaede glanced sideways at Hiroi Kikuri, but could only see her hair.

What happened to our promise to share both good times and bad?

However, if it weren't for the description of Shimizu Eliza, Narusawa Kaede would probably have misunderstood the same way as Hiroi Kikuri.

"I'm telling you two..." Eliza Shimizu crossed her arms, puffing out her cheeks. "Fine, let's get in the car first."

"I called you, Eliza, the first person I called after I found Kiku."

Naruzawa Kaede greeted Shimizu Eliza and then pulled Hiroi Kikuri into the car.

As the car shook, the needles on the dashboard began to sway. The trees on both sides, now just bare branches, receded behind us.

With the heater on, the car was quite comfortable.

Folding their coats beside them, the group chatted about their recent lives. Hiroi Kikuri was eating and drinking at Ijichi's house, while Shimizu Eliza, in addition to drawing doujinshi, had submitted manuscripts to several magazines but hadn't received any replies yet.

Hiroi Kikuri sat in the passenger seat, pointing out the way, while Narusawa Kaede sat in the back.

Outside the car window, the streets of Tokyo were illuminated by orange-yellow lights, but upon closer inspection, they appeared to be white.

Turning my gaze back to the road ahead, I could see, through the space between the two rows of front seats, not only the road ahead but also Eliza Shimizu's eyes in the rearview mirror.

Those cool, azure blue eyes instantly evoke images of summer, beaches, and the sea.

Naruzawa Kaede had a strange feeling that Shimizu Eliza was looking at him.

Suddenly, Eliza Shimizu asked, "Hiroi has had dinner, where's Kaede-chan?"

No, I'm not hungry.

"Eat something, please." Shimizu Eliza said as she drove, directing Hiroi Kikuri to open the passenger-side storage compartment.

A bag of snacks was thrown in the back, along with milk, bread...

Mingze Feng glanced at the rearview mirror again.

It seems it wasn't a misperception; Eliza Shimizu was indeed looking at what was happening behind her.

In terms of looks alone, Eliza Shimizu is definitely in the top tier. She's of Eurasian descent, with delicate features, a sweet smile, and a fondness for cute anime characters.

When God created her, He must have used too much effort, so much so that He accidentally created such a cute, energetic, and adorable girl who is also a big fan of anime and manga.

At nineteen, she dropped out of high school, but her doujinshi (fan-made comics) gained her a considerable following. Instead of staying in the UK to study or work, she came to this land with great enthusiasm to pursue her dreams in comics and music.

Eliza Shimizu initially just wanted to form a band focused on anime and manga, covering anime theme songs. When she was looking for a band, she was immediately drawn to Kikuri Hiroi's music.

To be drawn to Kikuri Hiroi's playing style, she must have a rather wild heart.

That said, Shimizu Eliza only joined Hiroi Kikuri's band a few months earlier than Narusawa Kaede. She usually draws and plays music all night, and she's already quite familiar with Hiroi Kikuri and the others.

"Maple Sauce, you didn't stay home for more than ten days during the New Year, did you?" asked Eliza Shimizu.

"I stayed in bed for more than ten days."

“Me too!” Eliza Shimizu exclaimed. “The first call I received these past few days was from Maple-chan. You called to ask if Kiku was with me.”

In Tokyo, Eliza Shimizu had no other friends.

She had slept all day and had her first meal of the day at 6 PM. She was planning to work on her sketches, but accidentally opened a short video app on her tablet. Before she knew it, it was 9 PM.

Just as I was getting into my work, I received a call from Narusawa Kaede and Hiroi Kikuri.

Hiroi Kikuri: "You two... are so listless, you have no youthful energy at all."

The car fell silent for a moment.

You can even hear the crunching sound of Hiroi Kikuri eating potato chips.

Eliza Shimizu: "I was planning to finish my manuscript tonight... Speaking of which, where should we go for some fun?"

Naruzawa Kaede didn't know either. Hiroi Kikuri had just come up with the place on her own, and she couldn't even give a clear address. But Hiroi Kikuri knew the way, so she sat in the passenger seat and gave directions.

Eliza Shimizu drove on without saying a word.

Time flew by on the road, and it was 10:15 PM.

It was 10:15 PM, early January, and the weather was cold. Fortunately, the mountain that Hiroi Kikuri mentioned wasn't very high. In Narusawa Kaede's imagination, the little-known fact that the temperature drops by six degrees Celsius at a kilometer was of little use.

The temperature difference between the top and bottom of the mountain is not significant.

A hilly area near Tokyo.

The road was deserted, but you could still see a few scattered people. The road to Mingshen Gate is long, starting from the middle of the mountain. The cement road only reaches the middle of the mountain, and then there is a set of steps that you have to walk down to the ground.

The other two were able to keep going, but Hiroi Kikuri couldn't go any further after walking halfway.

Hiroi Kikuri was panting heavily, her hands resting on her knees, her legs feeling weak. She moved to a bench by the roadside and called Naruzawa Kaede over. She took several bags of snacks from the bag Naruzawa was carrying.

First of all, let me clarify that Hiroi Kikuri really did not steal the food offered at the temple; it was prepared by Shimizu Eliza before she went to find them.

Hiroi Kikuri was quite tempted to try stealing the temple offerings. Narusawa Kaede was also eager to try, but she still had some sense of shame.

The more important reason the two didn't do this was that the offerings at the temple wouldn't be left to expire and go to waste. Many temples donate a considerable amount of food, which is then connected with local families in need through a charity called the Temple Food Club.

"Cough cough..."

Hiroi Kikuri choked from eating too quickly, and Shimizu Eliza pressed a bottle of water against her cheek. Hiroi Kikuri had finally found her savior.

"Ha..." Hiroi Kikuri gasped for breath, swallowing the bread stuck in her throat. "Eliza, you saved me!"

Kikuri Hiroi hugged Eliza Shimizu's waist and pressed her face against hers.

Eliza Shimizu gently patted Kikuri Hiroi's head and hair with her palm.

"Okay, okay~ Don't be afraid~"

Eliza Shimizu is someone who could be considered the mother of this book.

Chapter 4 A Different View from the Mountain Top (Second Update)

Mingze Feng returned from scouting ahead. He said he was scouting, but he only went a dozen meters ahead to check for a signal nearby.

At least there was a set of steps leading upwards, but the surrounding forests were pitch black, making one worry that something might suddenly jump out in the darkness.

Located near Tokyo, there shouldn't be any wild wolves there.

Moreover, although it is located in the suburbs outside Tokyo, there is absolutely no signal.

Narusawa Kaede greeted the major telecom operators in Tokyo. But since things had come to this point, the first priority was to turn back.

Then, Naruzawa Kaede saw Hiroi Kikuri sitting on a chair by the roadside, her upper body leaning against Shimizu Eliza.

Eliza Shimizu also hugged Kikuri Hiroi's back, her small hands patting Kikuri Hiroi's back and hair.

This action is like comforting a baby.

And what Eliza Shimizu is humming right now is indeed a lullaby.

Did Hiroi Kikuri not realize it, or did she still see herself as a child even after she did?

Despite being the oldest person present, Hiroi Kikuri looked like a young girl, radiating youthful languor; in other words, she seemed about to fall asleep.

Upon seeing Naruzawa Kaede approach, Shimizu Eliza put a finger to her lips and said, "Shh—"

Naruzawa Kaede nodded and stood beside Shimizu Eliza. Together they looked down at Hiroi Kikuri, who was half-asleep.

"Kikuri still seems to be able to fall asleep anytime, anywhere," Eliza Shimizu asked softly. "Has Maple-chan ever seen Kikuri sleeping?"

I have seen it, that's all.

She's not cute at all.

I'm sorry to disturb this cozy atmosphere, but it's obvious I can't sleep here.

"Kikuri, don't fall asleep. There's no signal in either direction. If we get to the top of the mountain before 10 o'clock, we might be able to stay at the temple for the night. If we're any later, we'll be out of luck."

Eliza Shimizu suggested, "How about we go down the mountain? What do you think, Kikuri?"

"Keep climbing!" Kikuri Hiroi stood up again.

Since she said so, then Naruzawa Kaede will lead the way, with Shimizu Eliza bringing up the rear behind Hiroi Kikuri.

The three walked along, one in front of the other, stopping and starting as they went. They were used to the darkness and the swaying trees along the way. There was nothing in the pitch-black night except for the rustling wind, which occasionally sent a chill through the air.

And so we slowly climbed to the top of the mountain.

In the direction Hiroi Kikuri pointed, there lay the ruins of a place that looked nothing like a shrine or temple.

To be precise, it was collapsed timber, shattered cement bricks...

Hiroi Kikuri became insecure. She hesitated as she looked at the 'waste' in front of her, took two steps inside, and finally made up her mind.

"It was perfectly fine when I was here last time!"

Kikuri Hiroi shouted in disbelief.

Was all that mountain climbing for nothing?

Naruzawa Kaede walked over to Hiroi Kikuri and patted her on the shoulder.

While offering words of comfort, I couldn't help but ask, "Your last visit wasn't last year, was it?"

"It was the year before last. After I prayed here, I really didn't fail any of my courses, and later, my band with Shima went very smoothly..."

Two years is enough time for Hiroi Kikusato to drop out of university, for SickHack to become somewhat famous in Shinjuku, enough time for a hardworking career woman to buy a penthouse in Roppongi, and enough time for the young lady's mother to die and her father to work hard and pay off a debt of 168 yen.

Thinking about it that way, it's not surprising that this place was leveled.