Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

"Look here!" Eliza Shimizu greeted the two by pointing to a pillar in front of an unfinished Myojin Gate.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that it was a notice.

Mingze Feng: "It was demolished at the end of last year, no, this year."

Eliza Shimizu: "Yeah, yeah, Kiku-chan will never see that shrine that protected her from failing her exams again."

Kikuri Hiroi: "I don't really miss it that much."

Otherwise, it wouldn't have taken two years for him to think of coming back.

Eliza Shimizu squinted her eyes. When she laughed, her mouth opened wide, and her eyes were almost invisible. Her radiant smile rose from her cheeks, and one could almost hear her laughter.

"We can't visit the destroyed shrine anymore. All our efforts in climbing for so long were wasted."

"How could that be? Look here."

Narumawa Kaede pointed to the winding mountain road, her gaze no longer limited to the nearby Myojin Gate, but extending to the far reaches of Tokyo, where the most clearly visible sight was the ever-burning, dazzling lights of the main thoroughfare.

At this moment, a dazzling galaxy descends from the sky, finding its place amidst the city's bustling neon lights. Cars and people flow ceaselessly along the distant streets, lights radiating outwards from the main thoroughfare, making the main street's brightness all the more apparent as the lights on the sidewalks grow dimmer.

Looking out into the distance, even the stars and moonlight pale in comparison.

It was slightly chilly at the mountaintop.

"It was worth it." "Although I'll never see Los Angeles at 4 a.m. again, at least I've seen Tokyo at 10 a.m.." "Brighter than London."

Each of the three had their own feelings. The collapse of the temple, like the passing of youth, was forgotten by them.

The three optimists found a spot on the mountaintop and, using the supplies brought by Eliza Shimizu, started a late-night outdoor picnic.

Hiroi Kikuri felt that eating only food was a bit too dry.

"Hey, Feng, I'll just drink a little, just one can... okay, half, you finish the other half for me, don't waste food."

Even if you're drunk,

Despite being described as being in the wild, there wasn't a single wild animal to be seen. It's likely that the previous abbot ate them all; no wonder the temple needed to relocate.

"By the way, about the new song..."

Naruzawa Kaede told Hiroi Kikuri about the unconfirmed song. He hadn't taken the lyrics out of his backpack yet. Naruzawa Kaede wanted to see what Hiroi Kikuri's plan was first.

Hiroi Kikuri sat cross-legged on the ground very seriously, stroking her chin in deep thought.

At first, Mingze Feng knew she was thinking, but then he turned into a useless attempt to appear profound.

Naruzawa Kaede picked up the bass guitar behind her and gently placed it on Hiroi Kikuri's head, revealing what she considered a kind smile.

"You're not thinking of something like trying to get by first and then improvising when you get on stage, are you?"

A gentle breeze blows, and I hold fine wine in my hand; the beautiful woman remains the same, but where is the bass?

Hiroi Kikuri was originally immersed in the nature of the mountaintop, but was still brought back to the bottom of the well by the reality brought by Narusawa Kaede.

"It's not that easy..." Hiroi Kikuri said with teary eyes, hoping to awaken Narusawa Kaede's conscience.

Mingze Feng was about to speak.

Hiroi Kikuri suddenly had a whimsical idea. She straightened her back and pointed her nose at people, and said directly, "You don't even practice the piano with me, how am I supposed to write songs?"

So, before you pulled me along, didn't you write your own lyrics?

Mingze Feng's forehead creased with annoyance. He hadn't originally planned to take it seriously, but now it seemed he had no choice but to.

Chapter Five: The disease is called love, the medicine is called bitterness, therefore...

Hiroi Kikuri didn't bring out a new song, but Narusawa Kaede did bring out lyrics. The lyrics came with sheet music, and Hiroi Kikuri stared blankly as Narusawa Kaede played the entire piece.

Who is the girl in the lyrics? What does it mean to have missed someone?

Who knows the answer, and who is pretending to be confused when they do?

Eliza Shimizu probably wasn't Hiroi Kikuri.

Seeing her friend's blank expression, Shimizu Eliza couldn't help but sigh, "Hopeless."

Although Eliza Shimizu was reluctant to admit it, it did indeed fit the stereotype of rock and roll.

Then the group slowly descended the mountain.

It's not yet the next day.

To be precise, the sky was still dimly lit; the sun hadn't yet risen, but the first light of dawn was already appearing.

Only a few pharmacies were still open. There were convenience stores, though; Mingze Feng bought cold medicine and a thermometer there. Then he turned into an alley, passing under dimly lit streetlights.

He walked back to his dilapidated apartment.

The stairwell was filled with a familiar chill, but perhaps because he had exercised, or perhaps because he had eaten the familiar oden from the convenience store, Naruzawa Kaede did not feel cold.

However, as he climbed the stairs, Mingze Feng was somewhat stunned.

As dawn broke, the moonlight was different from that night's bright light, and unlike that night, there was a girl standing on the stairs.

I didn't find love around the corner.

Standing in front of the door, Naruzawa Kaede thought of what Hiroi Kikuri had mentioned on the mountain and decided to wait for the suggestion to be made.

There was nowhere to rest on the mountain. And since it wasn't even midnight when we climbed up, we naturally wouldn't spend the night on the mountain to wait for a sunrise that might not even happen.

Although, it was indeed very romantic.

As the first rays of morning light pierce through the clouds, they dispel the hazy morning mist.

To be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with someone you love, smile at each other under the witness of the rising sun, then interlock your fingers, touch lips to lips, and use each other's body heat to dispel the chill of the morning.

However, the truth is that doing that will cause you to catch a cold.

The person with a cold was neither the robust and healthy Naruzawa Kaede nor Shimizu Eliza. She had a habit of exercising and jogging in the morning, and was therefore robust and healthy.

At this point, only one person was left living here.

It's Hiroi Kikuri.

Mingze Feng pushed open the door and then closed it. Inside the room...

"I'm back with the medicine—how are you feeling?"

No one responded. Naruzawa Kaede approached the bedside. Hiroi Kikuri was lying in the blankets, looking unwell.

Her long, purple hair was spread out on the bed and pillows. Hiroi Kikuri's face was flushed.

His breathing was erratic, and his head felt hot to the touch.

A thermometer... Would a temperature of 38 degrees Celsius cause this much confusion?

We used physical methods to lower her fever and gave her medication...

He wiped Hiroi Kikuri's forehead, neck, armpits, and the backs of her legs with a damp towel. Narusawa Kaede then supported Hiroi Kikuri's back, using her clothes as a cushion to lean against the wall.

The sheer focus required was exhausting; there was simply no time to observe how smooth Hiroi Kikuri's skin was, or whether it was smooth at all. A woman in her mid-twenties, unlike an eighteen or nineteen-year-old budding flower, was already past her prime.

Hiroi Kikuri's skin is indeed very fair, perhaps because she rarely sunbathes.

Naruzawa Kaede gently woke Hiroi Kikuri, then whispered in her ear, "Take your medicine and go back to sleep."

"Hmm? Hmm..." Hiroi Kikuri's voice rose and fell with her nose, still a little groggy when she was first woken up.

Mingze Feng repeated, "Take the medicine, this is water..."

Hiroi Kikuri shook her head groggily, "I can't swallow it, the medicine is bitter..."

Mingze Feng patiently softened his voice, recalling the tone of a preschool teacher, and coaxed, "...Is this candy ready?"

"I like the candy... I like it..." In a daze, Hiroi Kikuri grabbed Narusawa Kaede's shirt.

With a water glass in one hand and medicine in the other, Naruzawa Kaede couldn't attend to her. As he comforted her while she took her medicine, he saw Hiroi Kikuri raise her eyes.

The eyes, which had been squinting since earlier, were now wide open.

Those clear eyes could only see their own reflection.

She raised her arm upwards, her trembling fingers drawing ever closer.

And there were also faint whispers coming from Hiroi Kikuri.

Kikuri Hiroi: "I like it..."

Don't think that I'll tolerate your sword-selling just because of this.

"Ah—" Mingze Feng started by opening his mouth to demonstrate, trying to get her to swallow the medicine.

After this, Hiroi Kikuri ate a waist.

The sensation of jelly sliding across my skin was subtle, almost imperceptible, coming from my palm. It was moist but not sticky, smooth yet firm.

Please retract your tongue...

"I ate it~" Hiroi Kikuri said, her mouth agape.

Two pills stood motionless on the tip of her tongue. Her slightly parted lips, moistened by saliva from her earlier movement, looked incredibly glistening, as if they were reflecting light.

It took Naruzawa Kaede a moment to react before he looked away and realized that Hiroi Kikuri was holding a pill in her mouth.

"Don't hold it in your mouth, swallow it with water."

Hiroi Kikuri's obedience lasted only a moment; the pill dissolved as soon as it touched her saliva, and the bitter powder transmitted torment from the tip of her tongue to her brain.

Her brain, as a conditioned reflex, gave the command to spit it out.

Hiroi Kikuri still vomited.

If she vomited, she'd have to wipe it off. Luckily, she hadn't eaten much; she only vomited two pills. The pills dissolved in her mouth, so naturally they tasted bitter.

When the half-dissolved pill, still wet with saliva, landed on his hand, Naruzawa Kaede felt a chill run down his spine. He'd rather fight Hanasakigawa's cat a few more times than experience that sensation.

While wiping her hands, Hiroi Kiku was still complaining, when Narusawa Kaede ruthlessly pressed the towel-holding hand to her mouth.

The only anger he could muster, the strongest words he uttered, were, "Wipe it yourself!"

Taking care of patients is actually a very troublesome thing, and getting patients to take their medicine properly is a headache for countless professional nurses and doctors.

Mingze Feng is neither a nursing major nor a doctor.

It now seems that Kikuri Hiroi is not an easy patient to fool.

Hiroi Kikuri threw the towel aside, and her face and body fell straight down into Narusawa Kaede's arms, facing forward.

Hiroi Kikuri's face rubbed against Narusawa Kaede's clothes in front of his stomach, and her chest pressed directly against Narusawa Kaede's legs.

Hiroi Kikuri then felt uncomfortable and swayed her body. In the midst of the squeezing, Narusawa Kaede belatedly realized that this woman was quite well-endowed.

The scale is quite large.

It might even be bigger than Ichiji Hoshika.

But seriously, are you crazy, lady?

Mingze Feng was completely numb.

This is indeed very much like Kikusato Hiroi, but is this the right thing to do?

I gently placed my palm on Hiroi Kikuri's hair. She rubbed against it happily, so I let her. She was already quite sweaty, and I could just wash it later.

Is this right...?

Hiroi Kikuri trembled.

Her voice, already weakened by a cold, carried the hoarse, low tone she usually used when singing, but now it carried an even stronger sense of unease.

"Love...is it bitter..."

Hiroi Kikuri's question, or rather, her interrogation, was spoken in a very soft voice, yet it was also very loud.

Liking something isn't bitter, but medicine is.

Mingze Feng: "A little water will do the trick."

Hiroi Kikuri: "But I want candy."

Hiroi Kikuri shifted her body, her hands clinging to the sides of Narusawa Kaede's clothes; her body was incredibly supple.

Hiroi Kikuri seems to have woken up, as she is now able to think coherently, unlike before when the narration around her was fragmented. She can also clearly understand what she is saying.

"Feng, where's the candy you promised?"