Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Growing up is as painful as being stripped of one's tendons and bones, and Toyokawa Shoko experienced it firsthand.

My father was no longer the tall figure I remembered. He was kneeling on the ground, drunk and unconscious, saying that he would definitely try his best.

Toyokawa Shoko later learned that it was just drunken nonsense, and the words of a drunkard are the least trustworthy.

It was easy to accept everything. When she couldn't even find a part-time job, Toyokawa Shoko suddenly accepted the dramatic changes in the world.

Toyokawa Shoko delivered newspapers, worked as a customer service representative, and studied late into the night to earn a scholarship with meal tickets for Haneoka...

What doesn't kill me makes me stronger.

So what if I no longer want to be that rich girl!

The days of working are still vivid in my mind. The days of squeezing in time to practice the piano in the Haneoka Club building for the piano competition seem like just yesterday.

And there's that dilapidated little house on the third floor, deep in my memory...

A life of comfort and indulgence may be pleasant, but it can corrupt and frighten, turning one's life into that of a scoundrel father.

I'm afraid that if I get too caught up in the beauty, I'll lose my own unique color.

But also because of that person's existence, Toyokawa Shoko is no longer afraid of failure.

"I will win. I will win for all of you."

If once isn't enough, do it twice; if five times isn't enough, do it ten times.

Xiangzi is now working as a temporary keyboardist.

Today, Xiangzi calls himself oblivions.

Forget about past failures.

Forget about the past.

Forget your cowardice, forget your dependence on others.

Xiangzi, keep going! You must become your own sun.

oblivions, give me strength.

If fate tries to drag me into the mud, I will struggle to get up, even if I'm covered in mud; if the world mocks my overestimation of my abilities, I will stand up and rely on myself!

As many obstacles lie ahead, we will break as many shackles as possible.

I'm still young, I'm not willing, I won't give up!

Let's use this competition as the Oblivions' official debut in the world of bands.

Toyokawa reopened his eyes and pushed open the door.

"It's a talented pianist! Fast forward—"

"Alright, let's practice it one more time."

"This time, Tsukushi can't just change the song on a whim!"

"Everyone clearly agreed."

This relaxed atmosphere was exactly like Crychic back in the day. Toyokawa Shoko suddenly wondered if all bands had moments like this.

Until one day, a member left the band, and as time went by, the high school band life became a topic of casual conversation.

"Oblivions-san, right?"

A 1.5-meter-tall girl, half a head shorter than Toyokawa Shoko, stood in front of her.

"My name is Futaba Tsukushi, the band leader who contacted you before. The sheet music is the one I sent you yesterday. If there are no problems, how about we start the rehearsal right away?"

They were greeted warmly by the five senior members of the Moon Forest.

Toyokawa Shoko knew that the outcome of the competition wouldn't determine everything, and it was even less important to the girls in front of her.

But Toyokawa Shoko still yearned for victory, longing to play the most authentic music from her heart with her own hands. Not to prove herself superior, but to prove that she was no longer the pampered young lady who relied on others and fantasized that everything would be a given.

Shoko Toyokawa tried her best; Shoko Toyokawa made the sacrifices. Just standing here is proof that she has won.

"Victory or defeat is not the only measure of success; true glory lies in giving it your all."

Toyokawa Shoko smiled gently, her tone elegant and steady.

"No matter the outcome, I hope this match will be a memorable experience."

Maybe this is just another girl playing house.

But it's definitely not mine.

Toyokawa Shoko thought to herself.

Perhaps one day she will fail again, but failure is not shameful. What is laughable is failing once and not knowing how to start over.

Shoko Toyokawa is not lacking in the courage to stand up again.

She's only sixteen, she's young, she's talented, and she never gives up!

Shoko Toyokawa always managed to get back up. And those who can rise again after a fall are the true warriors.

At Morfornica's performance, the piano keys echoing on stage were no longer just simple notes, but a polyphonic symphony composed of the sounds of newspapers rubbing, customer service phones ringing, and scholarship lists turning pages from bygone years.

At this moment, the so-called Oblivions are not about forgetting, but about having the courage to rearrange all the broken notes!

The spotlights were flashing, as if the stars were singing. Slender fingers inside lace gloves pressed the black and white keys of the violin, and Rui Yashio's violin cut out rainbow-colored beams of light.

"妚合う愿いが日、覚 wakes upめてく——!"

"譲れないのために——"

The gasps from the audience came a beat later than the sound of the piano.

As her left hand began to unleash a torrent of sixteenth notes, Toyokawa Shoko felt the old strings buried deep in her spine resonating.

The black and white keys buried deep in the bone marrow are trembling.

The frozen knuckles from delivering newspapers, the worn-out earpieces from the customer service center, the bitten lips from the scholarship list—all these burst forth from the act of touching the piano keys downwards.

Mingze Feng had somehow squeezed into the front row. The support board he was holding was covered with drawings by Shimizu Eliza, and he had added a crooked grand piano at the very bottom.

He held his phone in his other hand, and in the video, iridescent light flowed along the curves of a piano.

Kiritani Touko suddenly jumped to the edge of the piano, and the bass strap got caught on her. Just as Toyokawa Shoko looked up to dodge, the stage overhead light pierced through the hazy mist.

That dazzling sight evoked memories of that stormy night when she walked out of the last room of Crychic alone and wailed alone in the street.

The last chord is suspended simultaneously with the drumstick.

"call..."

In the silence, Toyokawa Shoko heard the echo of sweat beads hitting the center C key.

The stage lights were much dimmer, but the dimming made it easier to see the faces of people at the edge of the stage.

A drunken figure in the audience was clapping, and Kikuri Hiroi's bass strap hung loosely on her shoulder. Shoko Toyokawa also saw Kaede Narusawa.

It's more accurate to say that he brought the entire S group with him.

"..." You recognized me, didn't you?

As Toyokawa Shoko rose to bow, Narusawa Kaede pointed to her cuff. Realizing something, Toyokawa Shoko looked down and noticed the fluorescent powder smudged on her costume cuff.

Looking up again, Mingze Feng waved the marker in his hand.

—Just as we brushed past each other, this guy actually drew cat whiskers on the lace mask with a marker.

"..."

Is there any possibility that I have to return these clothes?

But forget it.

It's been so long, and these people still look the same...

“Oblivions-san, you smiled again…” Touko Kiritani said from the side.

Shoko Toyokawa raised her finger to her lips and realized that she was indeed smiling.

"Touko!"

When Futaba Tsukushi's exclamation mingled with the shutter clicks of Kiritani Toruko, Toyokawa Shoko finally let her lips curve into the same arc as before the stage lights went out.

Toyokawa Shoko showed no intention of going down to find Narusawa Kaede, and Narusawa Kaede showed no intention of going up on stage to find her.

The two turned and walked off in their own direction.

Perhaps one day, when they are both more famous and wealthier than they are now, they can reunite and let today's abrupt departure become a lighthearted joke after dinner.

Chapter Sixteen: Cat Punch, Preliminary Results, Let's Have a Real Rock and Roll!

Mingze Feng left the concert hall, turned back along the path, and returned to the concert hall.

Leaving gracefully was a way of showing off in front of Toyokawa Shoko, a calculated move to play hard to get with Shoko who was ignoring him.

I came back quietly because there was still a performance to watch.

Roselia headlining the show, with Lisa Imai on bass, was to be cheered on by Kaede Naruzawa. The two were good friends, and even though they didn't have a special relationship, Kaede Naruzawa would still show up as a friend.

Although both bands are vying for the top spot, it doesn't stop the members from chatting privately. Lisa Imai… well… she's practically Roselia's social butterfly; she seems to be able to get acquainted with anyone.

In this seating area specifically designated for internal staff, Naruzawa Kaede also met Aoba Mocha from Afterglow, Yamabuki Sayaka from poipa, Wakana Mizuki from RAS, and Hachiman Kairin from disuptions...

The first two are just nodding acquaintances, while Mingze Feng and the latter two are in the same chat group. They occasionally run into each other when they are doing jobs, and sometimes they go out for a coffee together when they have free time.

Within the Tokyo area, these bassists are like bricks, moved wherever they are needed.

Some guitarists ask them to practice together, while others fill in for bands, because... even in this era of big girl bands, bassists are still scarce.

It seems that in some people's minds, bass players are on the fringes of a band, a position that many young girls dislike. Therefore, many members of girl bands don't choose to play this instrument.

The demand for bassists has become very high.

Under these circumstances, it is said that he and Zou Ruiyi are playing in more than a dozen bands, while when he last met Hachiman Kairin, she claimed that she was involved in more than thirty bands and that playing in three or four bands a day was the norm.

Everyone present knew each other to some extent, including the members of Roselia. But they were all sitting here today because of their close relationship with Lisa Imai.

This information can also be gleaned from the narration.

Mingze Feng often thought, without malice: Are these middle school students really full of energy, or do they have too little homework?

In addition… Mingze Feng suddenly realized that today is Wednesday, which means that all of these people are skipping class.

Even Xiao Mu knows to pay attention in class, right?

Ming Zefeng mingled in the crowd, greeted a few people, and quickly found a few empty seats.

He had just pressed down on his seat when Hanasaki River, a junior high school student who was curled up in the seat next to him, jumped up from his seat and landed on the ground, already standing steadily between Narusawa and the stage.

This person's movements are so exaggerated.

Mingze Feng looked up.

Her short silver hair, like a quenched blade, reflected the light with a cold luster.

The gilded characters hang high above, like a cold judge, bearing the three large characters: "Wildcat".

Isn't that just a stray cat?

The spotlights shone down from behind, crisscrossing. Her loose clothing shone through, clearly revealing her slender figure; her waist was so thin that you could even see the V-line.

If he hadn't been so rational, Naruzawa Kaede would have reached out and touched it.

The hazy, dark veil woven in front of her seemed to be cut by both dawn and dusk onto her slender shoulders, exuding mystery.

When the spotlight suddenly fell, those heterochromatic eyes were captivating.

Is this still the same stray cat?

The cool silver light and the warm-colored lampposts split the line between light and shadow right in the middle of her nose, making her heterochromatic blue and gold eyes seem like two different worlds.

The earrings are studded with diamonds, sparkling and shimmering, tokitoki.

Short, fluffy hair swaying in the wind, her skin so youthful.

What makes this face, which should have been so youthful, look...so handsome.

Oh my god, I saw the face that Aphrodite kissed!

"You...want...Lena?"