After being elected as the governor of Tokyo, he will debut as a band!

As the governor of Tokyo, Aoyama Mukashi should have cultivated good relations with the powerful families of such large conglomerates, but the reality is quite the opposite; his relationship with the Shinomiya family is far from good.

This is mainly because Dongshan Holdings Group, which he helped establish, had cross-shareholdings with the Suzuki conglomerate, which was hailed by the media as the "fifth largest conglomerate outside of the four major conglomerates" a few years ago, so it can be tentatively called the "Suzuki Group".

Within political and business circles, everyone knows that the relationship between the Shinomiya zaibatsu and the Suzuki zaibatsu is not good.

Of course, both sides will still give each other face on the surface, and there are even quite a few cooperative projects every year, but the struggle behind the scenes has never stopped.

In addition to their long-standing feud, Aoyama's victory over the Shijo family's candidate in the Tokyo gubernatorial election further exacerbated the conflict between the two sides.

"This guy from the Shijo family really can't keep his composure."

Looking at the photos that Suzumiya Hyakubi had taken out, Aoyama Mukai's lips curled into a slight sneer.

The person in the photo who was in contact with the head of the Star Dragon Society was not Aoyama Mukai's previous election competitor, but Aoyama Mukai recognized him as that person's confidant.

"My colleague seems to have forgotten what the primary goal of political struggle is... Is the primary goal of political struggle to defeat the opponent? No... The primary goal of political struggle is to preserve oneself."

"And this fellow, when I had just taken office and my approval rating, reputation and execution were at their peak, couldn't wait to expose himself. Doesn't he seem to lack experience in political struggle?"

That being said, the threat posed by the other side should not be underestimated. The fact that they were able to bribe those around them in such a short time and thus learn their whereabouts immediately is enough to prove the extent of the Shijo family and the Shinomiya Zaibatsu's infiltration of the Tokyo Metropolitan Government.

"Young Master, is there anything I can help you with?"

Seeing that Aoyama Munechika frowned slightly, Suzumiya Hyakubi immediately asked him a question.

"You should still focus your efforts on the Yokohama Ijin-shu. A mere junior leader of the Star Dragon Society isn't of much value to the Shijo family. They definitely have bigger plans."

After thinking for a while, Aoyama decided that the main focus of their actions in Yokohama should be on gathering intelligence, while the counterattack would be carried out in Tokyo, their home turf.

"You will personally take charge of this matter, find out the true purpose of the Shijo family, and notify me immediately if you discover anything."

"Understood, young master!"

……

Little Lonely didn't sleep well last night because the rhythm she heard a few hours earlier kept lingering in her mind, keeping her brain in a state of alternating excitement and fatigue throughout the night.

I was still groggy when I woke up in the morning.

Good morning, Dad, Mom, me, and Jimmy Heng.

Little Lonely wobbled to his seat at the table and began stuffing breakfast from his plate into his mouth.

"Oh dear, Du, you don't look too well today. Did you not sleep well last night?"

"After all, I got back quite late yesterday. It was my first time going out with my friends at night, and I was a little too excited, so I didn't sleep well, right? Should I ask the school for leave?"

"It's okay, Dad, Mom, it's just a small problem."

Little Lonely straightened his back, trying to make himself look more energetic.

Don't push yourself too hard.

The father finished his breakfast first, patted the little lonely boy on the shoulder, and then turned on the TV to watch the morning news.

According to a recent announcement by the Tokyo Metropolitan Government, newly appointed Tokyo Governor Mukai Aoyama plans to reform Tokyo's music and arts industry upon taking office, allocating more resources to pop music, rock music, manga, and electronic art.

In the realm of popular culture… it is said that many members of the Tokyo Metropolitan Assembly are dissatisfied with Governor Aoyama’s disregard for serious art and traditional culture, and some members are attempting to petition the assembly to initiate a questioning process against Governor Aoyama. If more than a quarter of the members agree, the speaker will approve the petition.

Little Lonely had no interest in domestic political news, but she remembered that the "Brother Yizhen" she played yesterday seemed to be close in age to her father, so she wanted to try to find out information about him from her father first. She walked behind her father and tried to strike up a conversation.

At that moment, Xiao Gudu saw a close-up of the face of the newly appointed Governor of Tokyo, Aoyama, on the television screen.

"...Hey, this person!"

Isn't this the "Brother Yizhen" who played the drums yesterday?!

"What's wrong? Are you now interested in political news too?"

Little Lonely's father heard her surprised voice and turned around with some curiosity.

"W-what political news? This person on TV..."

That guy, Yi-zhen, plays the drums so skillfully, he should be making the news, right?!

What the heck is "political news"?

"Oh, you mean Governor Aoyama? A remarkable young man, the youngest governor of Tokyo in history, and his record seems to be outstanding as well."

"The Governor of Tokyo? Is that the name of a band?"

As a Japanese person, even someone who is politically clueless would know the meaning of "Governor of Tokyo," but Little Lonely's brain is short-circuited right now, so he completely failed to connect last night's "drum master" with Japan's top officials.

"What... a band? Even if a band wanted to use that name, the Bureau of Culture and Life wouldn't allow it, would it? Are you sure you're okay with it? You still seem a little sleepy."

The lonely girl's father was somewhat worried about her health.

"...Dad, the Tokyo governor you mentioned, is that the one everyone knows as the 'Tokyo governor'?"

"Of course. Wait, could it be that our Du has been captivated by this governor? Speaking of which, Governor Aoyama does seem to have a high approval rating among female voters... But Du, you're still several years away from having the right to vote, so there's nothing you can do to support Mr. Aoyama."

The lonely father joked.

"Ah... I'm doomed! I'm doomed!"

Little Lonely finally came to her senses, and then fell straight to the ground in an exaggeratedly stiff posture, her face as pale as a corpse.

Dad, Mom, your daughter has offended a very powerful person, and I'm afraid I'll spend the rest of my life in a dark prison! I'm still young, so please don't mention my name in front of her anymore, just pretend she doesn't have a sister!

Make way for me: 016 Martial Arts Hall? That's mine!

Little Lonely eventually went to school with a heavy heart, but throughout the entire class she was worried that the police would rush in and drag her into a prison van.

Of course, nothing happened.

Not to mention the police, no more than three students came to talk to her that day... one of them was her classmate and bandmate, Ms. Gui Qu Lai Xi.

"Lord Kita, have you ever considered that the shopkeeper and Hiroi are actually some powerful figure who can influence the lives of tens of millions of people in Tokyo...?"

"Little Lonely, what's wrong? Are you okay? Why are you suddenly saying such strange things? Besides, we're in the same grade, and I even learned guitar from you. You don't need to call me by such a respectful title..."

"I... I did this just in case... if you, Lord Kita, are actually the dark queen who controls the entire Tokyo underworld, at least spare my life because I have always been very respectful to you."

"How strange! Little Lonely, you're acting really weird today! Could it be that you've been reading too many shoujo manga? Let me tell you, all those handsome and dashing young high-ranking officials and yakuza princes in manga are made up!"

"Ha, ha, ha...maybe it's not all made up..."

However, Kita Ikuyo's words did alleviate Xiao Gudu's anxiety a little, although this improvement was almost negligible in the face of her powerful imagination.

After finally getting through the school day, Kotori and Kita Ikuyo headed straight for the "Starry Night" studio. As soon as Kotori saw Iji Tomoka sitting at the bar, she pounced on her.

Xingge looked at Xiao Gudu's back, the back of his head, and his head with great surprise, feeling that the scene in front of her was somewhat familiar.

She quickly remembered that when she first met Little Lonely, he had performed such a grand gesture towards her.

She was silent for a moment, then turned to the PA lady standing on the other side of the bar and asked.

"...What's the date today?"

"?"

The PA lady wore an awkward yet polite smile.

"...Sorry, I thought I had gone back to a month ago."

Xingge tapped her forehead with her finger, a hint of helplessness on her face.

"Little Lonely, just say what's on your mind. Coming in like this and then collapsing on the ground without saying a word, I can't understand what you mean."

"Shopkeeper sister... oh no, Lady Ijichi, could you please put in a good word for me with that 'Brother Yoshizaki' and ask him not to hold a grudge against me for my rude and disrespectful behavior in front of him yesterday? I have elderly parents (my 60-year-old grandmother) and young children (my 5-year-old sister and 1-year-old Jimmy Heng), and I really cannot bear his wrath! If he insists that I take responsibility for my recklessness, please don't involve my family..."

Little Lonely rambled on and on, and Xingge was stunned for a moment before she could understand what he was trying to say.

"Oh, little Lonely, you know who that person is now? Strange, I clearly asked Hiroi to deliver the mask to that person, but it seems to be late... I knew that drunkard was unreliable."

Hoshika sighed and gestured to Kita Ikuyo, who had come with Kotori, to help Kotori up.

"But you don't need to worry. Although that person's identity is... quite special, he's a nice guy. He won't mess with a high school girl. But speaking of which, Little Lonely, what are you referring to as 'vulgar and disrespectful behavior'? I'd like to hear it."

"...Manager, are you asking me to confess to my crimes and then convict me based on my confession? I...I...I plead guilty and accept punishment!"

Little Lonely found an A4 sheet of paper and a craft knife from somewhere, and with trembling hands, he tried to cut his finger and leave his bloody fingerprint on the paper.

Xingge jumped off the bar stool and snatched the utility knife away.

"That was dangerous! Little Lonely, what are you thinking? I don't know what you did yesterday, but it certainly wasn't more outrageous than that idiot Hiroi's. Since even Hiroi didn't make that person angry, what did your actions amount to?"

"Besides, didn't that person make you all call him 'Brother Yizhen' along with Hongxia? Doesn't that mean he sees you as trustworthy juniors? Think about it, isn't that a great thing?"

Xingge threw the utility knife aside and slapped Xiao Gudu hard on the shoulder, making the latter shudder.

"Little Lonely, I remember your dream was to perform at the Budokan."

You're going to put on a sold-out concert, right?

"Yes, but that goal still seems very far away..."

"But for your 'Brother Yizhen,' it's just a matter of a word!"

"!!!"

Little Lonely felt as if he had been hit on the head!

A comic book even appeared in her mind—

The band Link held their first concert at the Budokan!

The Bond Band held their 114514th concert at the Budokan!

The band Links enjoyed afternoon tea at the Budokan while commenting on the Olympic athletes during their training.

In a media interview, Hongxia, a member of the band Link, stated, "The Budokan belongs to my family. My eldest brother granted it to me in black and white, with an imperial decree!"

Liang Xianbei collected huge sums of venue rental fees from other bands and musicians, and the huge amount of money even formed a giant wave that swept Liang Xianbei into the sky.

"Hey hey hey!"

The beautiful scene made Little Lonely laugh foolishly, completely lost in the moment.

Xingge shrugged and returned to the bar, leaning over with an expression that said, "This guy is really easy to handle."

Kita Ikuyo, who had no idea what Hoshika and Kotori were talking about, along with Nijika and Ryousenbei, who had just arrived, gathered around looking completely bewildered.

"Good afternoon, sister. What's Little Lonely up to?"

Hongxia asked.

Xingge turned her head to observe the three of them for a while, and found that their condition was no different from usual, so she moved her head back and continued to lie down.

"The three of you seem to be quite composed. It seems you don't know 'Brother Yizhen's' identity? That makes sense, high school girls don't usually follow political news."

“Ah, I have been watching,” Liang Xianbei raised her hand and said seriously, “I have been paying close attention to the legislation of the law that allows borrowers to not repay loans without being sued. Unfortunately, there has been no progress over the years. Those legislators really don’t take the needs of us good citizens seriously.”

"...Sooner or later, you will be subject to enforcement by the Tokyo Metropolitan Court, and it may not be limited to Tokyo alone."

Xingge gave her a look as if she were looking at trash.

"Yesterday, only Little Lonely saw his face, but is there a problem with that? Could it be that Brother Yizhen is actually the drummer of some superstar band?"

Hongxia asked with great interest.

Make way for me! 017 The car is going so fast!

"Oh, that's it!"

Kita clenched his fist as if he had suddenly grasped some important point.

"No wonder the shop manager said earlier that Yi-zhen could help us perform at the Budokan. She must mean that when Yi-zhen's band holds a concert at the Budokan, they might invite us to be the opening act, right?"

"Uh, that's not what I meant..."

Xingge wanted to explain, but when she realized that the truth was even more exaggerated than Xiduo had guessed, she had no choice but to shut her mouth.

—Let your imagination run wild!

"Huh?! That's a Budokan concert! Even if it's just a minor warm-up performance during the main show, it's still amazing!"

Hongxia asked in surprise.

"With Brother Caishen's drumming skills, he should be irreplaceable even among top-tier rock bands, and his influence should be considerable. Deciding which band to invite for the opening act shouldn't be a problem..."

Liang also showed a thoughtful expression.

While the other members of the band called Aoyama Xiang "Yishin-nii," she was the only one still calling him "God of Wealth Brother," as if she had her eye on Aoyama Xiang's valuable musical instrument collection.