Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

The girl sitting opposite the unconventional Hailing was dressed quite well. Her light green short hair fell to the side of her face, and her elegant long dress accentuated her pure and innocent charm.

Wait...aren't you called Mutsu? The one who doesn't talk much but can scare people to death just by being around him?

Naruzawa Kaede paused for a moment, then turned around, found the store manager, and said that he was there to help. Then he hid in the staff passage and chatted with Hachiman Kairin.

Naruzawa Kaede: "Sis, you're not asking me to meet Wakaba Mutsu, are you?"

Yawata Kairin: "You two know each other?"

Mingze Feng: "I had a fight with her best friend, is that a valid reason?"

Hachiman Kairin: "Afraid of retaliation? Then you'd better hide first..."

Mingze Feng: "That's not a problem... I'm doing fine with her best friend now. What does she want from me?"

Yawata Kairin: "She came with a SickHack t-shirt, oh I see. So that's why you don't print the band's past activities on them after the band ended..."

Before Narusawa Kaede could reply, Hachiman Kairin sent her next message.

Yawata Kairin: "She came looking for you. Do you need help?"

what?

"Cough-cough-"

The voice of a colleague came from behind. Naruzawa Kaede looked up and glanced at the employee passage posted on the wall... Oh, Hachiman Kairin is also a long-time employee.

Before he could turn around and face Wakaba Mutsu, Narusawa Kaede took a deep breath.

The main reason she didn't want to see Wakaba Mutsu was... because she was afraid of yanderes.

With the glaring words "death" hanging over her head, you think she's just a little sick? Mingze Feng doesn't think so. Everyone who sees Ruoye Mu thinks she's a quiet, reserved young lady, but Mingze Feng only thinks that besides being beautiful, she's also quite ill.

For severe cases, administer strong medication...

[This is certainly one approach; there are quite a few notebooks like this.]

The text on the off phone screen flashed by, and Mingze Feng silently raised his middle finger. He'd only do that if he wanted to go to jail.

"...Found it."

Just then, a soft call came from beside her ear, carrying a cool perfume scent. The girl came straight to her side and squatted down. Her knees, which were exposed from under her skirt, were fair and tender with a reddish tinge from the cold.

A very light blue color flowed through her hair, falling smoothly down, and her delicate skin between her brows and the corners of her eyes was as exquisite as snow in spring.

Such a beautiful girl, why is there a narrator beside her...?

Mortis (Death) 1: Why the Fear?

Mingze Feng withdrew his gaze.

After Ruoye Mutsu squatted down, she waited quietly, looking at Naruzawa Kaede with eyes that seemed to never blink.

Why are you afraid?

Mingze Feng stopped himself from trying to strike up a conversation and instead asked, "How did you find this place?"

Wakaba Mutsumi: "Taste?"

"Dog nose?" Mingze Feng muttered, glancing to the side.

The gilded text was flashing, but it didn't change; it jumped around, as if... it wanted to continue but didn't know how to change, creating a comical feeling.

If you don't know how to change, then don't change. Don't mess things up like last time.

After thinking about it, Mingze Feng's writing stabilized, leaving only four characters.

I can actually smell it.

Mingze Feng's mouth was slightly open and he could hardly close it. "Did you really smell it from here?"

Ruo Yemu paused for a moment, then said heavily, "Feeling."

Although Wakaba Muku still had no expression, she exuded a new kind of urgency and seriousness, as if she wasn't talking nonsense.

Mingze Feng sighed inwardly.

"I believe it..."

"Ok, I know."

"You can know that? From a feeling?"

"Yes, it's a feeling."

"...Can you really feel it?"

This sixth sense, it must be able to ignite your inner universe!

Mingze Feng thought for a moment, "Actually, Xiangzi and I are doing quite well, believe it or not."

Ruo Yemu nodded in agreement, and then fell silent again.

His silence was so profound that even the narration beside him was displayed as "Death is the Crown (Mortis)," as if nothing else could be shown.

How has Xiangzi been lately?

Ruo Ye Mu remained silent.

This attitude, so different from his previous one of answering every question, made Mingze Feng think for a moment.

Then, Mingze Feng asked, "It's not that Xiangzi didn't want you to tell me, is it?"

Ruoye Mu's mouth opened slightly, but she quickly shook her head.

Ruoye Mutsu took out her phone, "Feng, contact information..."

Ming Zefeng entered his email address and phone number, then asked, "Xiao Mu, what does Xiangzi want with you?"

Without answering, Ruoye Mu raised her eyes and fell silent again.

"Okay, let me ask you another question. What has Xiangzi been up to lately?"

When it comes to Xiangzi, Ruoye Mu remains silent. Her cute appearance acts as a cotton-like shield; her physical resistance is low, but her magic resistance is maxed out.

It's like an honest person who is often bullied but pretends nothing is wrong and suppresses their feelings, but in the end they will suddenly explode.

Naruzawa Kaede sighed, "Mu, you're basically using verbal abuse on me..."

"Feel sorry."

If Ye Mu lowered his head, he would look like a child who had done something wrong.

"I'm off then. I promised the shop owner I'd help you."

Mingze Feng deliberately ignored her expression, stood up and left, but the same footsteps followed closely behind. Ruo Ye Mu followed closely behind.

She should be able to walk by herself.

I worked at the Flot store on and off, from a little after six o'clock until ten o'clock.

At 10 p.m., the nightlife was just beginning. The shop owner called Naruzawa Kaede over, wrapped him in an envelope, and at the same time, Naruzawa Kaede realized that Wakaba Mutsu had been waiting there while he was helping out at the shop.

From 6 o'clock to 10 o'clock, Wakaba Mutsu had been waiting for four hours.

The store manager couldn't stand it, so he took her to the room reserved for Sickhack and brought her fruit and water.

"..."

Why.

Mingze Feng didn't understand.

What exactly did this clueless rich girl, who was just a nobody playing in a band, have that attracted her?

"Miss, doesn't your family have a curfew? It's 10 p.m. now, you should be in bed."

"Just say 'harmony' is fine..."

"Miss Ruoye, let's talk business."

"...No."

"Is everything alright?"

"curfew."

Oh, it's still about the previous question. Naruzawa Kaede then remembered Wakaba Mutsu's slow speaking speed. He poured himself a glass of water, then filled the glass in front of Wakaba Mutsu, and heard Wakaba Mutsu softly thank him.

“Today is different,” said Wakaba Mutsu after drinking some water.

"What's the difference?"

Today is my birthday.

Naruzawa Kaede's train of thought got stuck for a moment. Today is January 14th, Wakaba Mutsu's birthday?

"Happy birthday."

But then you shouldn't have come here at all.

Where are your family members?

Wakaba Mutsu: "I received a phone call from home this morning."

Where are my friends?

Wakaba Mutsumi: "Saki... is busy."

Mingze Feng slapped his face, rubbing it to bring himself back to his senses. "I didn't say anything just now... Is this some kind of mind-reading ability?"

Ruo Ye Mu turned her head to the side, her hair falling down her face, and calmly said, "Feng is also a friend."

Chapter Nine: Celebrating a Patient's Birthday, Playing Xiangzi, Playing Music, and Taking Off Clothes (1)

With Wakaba Mutsu's earnest tone, Narusawa Kaede found himself unable to continue speaking.

Originally, he planned to simply take Wakaba Mutsu home and consider tonight's events over. After what had happened in the past two months, Narusawa Kaede was gradually settling down and no longer intended to be promiscuous.

I'll accompany Kikuto Hiroi in making music, and maybe one day I'll really reunite with Sho on that stage.

This is the life I was originally prepared for.

Ruo Ye Mu's situation looks very complicated. She's like a treasure chest monster wrapped in strings; her gorgeous appearance can't hide the deep turmoil within.

When Wakaba Mutsu leaned closer, Narusawa Kaede admitted that he was afraid—afraid of being locked in the basement of the Wakaba residence. Although it sounded a bit narcissistic, Narusawa Kaede still felt that he shouldn't try something so risky.

And also... I'm afraid of messing things up again.

Toyokawa Shoko and Wakaba Mutsu were close friends.

Think about Hiroi Kikuri and Hoshika. After leaving Hoshika's house, Hiroi Kikuri never called her again.

A broken relationship only needs to happen once.

I will no longer do such things.

Friend? The last person I called me "friend" kept calling me that all the way to my bed.

Inside Flot's lounge.

Wakaba Mutsu remained sitting there quietly.

The atmosphere between the two was eerily quiet.

Why does this happen?

A girl who came to see you on her birthday was left unattended for five hours and treated rudely, yet she's still willing to stay here and wait for you.

Mingze Feng felt that his old problem had relapsed.

When I encounter homeless people, I can't help but stop and walk by.

But why did things turn out this way?

She suddenly walked over and bluntly said that she had no one to celebrate her birthday with.

Do you think this will soften people's hearts?

Mingze Feng still couldn't bring himself to leave. He wanted to at least find someone to celebrate Xiao Mutou's birthday with, so he called Xiangzi.

The villa she could return to was three, four, five, or even six times bigger than her own home. Mingze Feng complained about the stark contrast in their lives as he reached out his hand to Ruoye Mu.

"I'll call Xiang using your phone."

Ruo Yemu blinked, unlocked her phone, dialed a couple of times, and placed it in Ming Zefeng's palm.