Momoi Taro wants to form a "don" brother duo, but it's a music anime.

“No, that’s fine. We’ll have to reduce the practice time a little. Xiangzi, are you okay with that?” Lixi agreed without hesitation, looking at Xiangzi.

"If the Dong Brothers can do it, there's no reason why Mygo can't." A flame of fighting spirit ignited in Lixi's eyes.

"Taro Momoi also wrote the song in one night. If I can't do it by myself, the two of us can."

Then, she looked at the others: "Our Mygo... is no worse than the Don Brothers group except for Momoi Taro."

"Yes, of course." Xiangzi also seemed very confident: "Right now, inspiration is flowing into my mind, and I've already thought of several good musical phrases."

“Me too,” Li Xi said earnestly. “I’m confident that I can compose a pretty good piece with Xiangzi in one night.”

“We can play.” As the successor to Momoi Taro (in her own words), Wakaba Mutsumi stood up without hesitation and said firmly, “We are no worse than Aine and the others.”

"Sigh... I really can't do anything with you guys." Su Shi sighed. Faced with this group of enthusiastic teammates, it seemed that he couldn't say anything on his own.

"So, what does Su Shi think?" Li Xi looked directly at her, hoping to get an answer from her.

“…I didn’t say I wouldn’t play.” Su Shi turned her back and walked back to her seat: “Alright, do you still want to practice now?”

Li Xi revealed a genuine smile: "Then, everyone, let's start practicing now, especially Xiangzi, you're the one who needs the most practice!"

Although it sounded a bit like settling a personal score, what Li Xi said was true. Xiangzi's singing wasn't terrible, but it was a bit lacking compared to Deng, and as the lead singer of that song, he also lacked stage presence.

When a neighbor attacked him with words he had said before, Xiangzi's expression changed slightly, and then he said seriously:

"Yes, even if you don't tell me, I will practice hard. If I don't perform well when I have to sing and play your songs, I won't be able to forgive myself."

"Before we start practicing, there's one more thing to take care of," Su Shi's indifferent voice came over: "...revise the program schedule for three days from now."

The air grew quieter after Su Shi uttered those words, but Su Shi, with her eyes closed, calmly said:

"Our live performance time is only 15 minutes, and three songs are already our limit. If we do another song, it's simply impossible."

Lixi and Xiangzi looked at each other, seemingly hesitant to say something. Then, they simultaneously closed their eyes, as if trying to open their mouths to say something...

Su Shi understood perfectly what they wanted to say. Li Xi wanted to cancel Kasuga Kage, while Xiang Zi wanted to cancel her duet with Ruo Ye Mu. The reason they couldn't say it was because these songs were strongly related to other people, and they couldn't speak their minds for others without any burden.

and so……

"Let's cancel 'Wheel Rain'." Su Shi calmly made the decision. This piece of music is most relevant to Su Shi and Deng himself.

Since it's Deng who wants to change the song, Deng naturally won't have any objections, and as long as I just say it, there won't be any problem...

"But..." Wakaba Mutsu hesitated, wanting to say something.

"It's okay," Su Shi closed her eyes and gave a small smile. "I think this piece of music can be played in a better place. Let's leave it at that, okay?"

Su Shi's voice was gentle yet resolute. Li Xi, not one to hesitate, also agreed with Su Shi's firm stance, as the de facto leader of Mygo.

"Okay, it's decided then. Next, we'll practice." Lixi said earnestly, "The new piece is important, but we can't slack off on practicing the other pieces—"

A powerful melody began to play.

[This is probably because the lamp sensed my inner obsession, which is why it's pushing things forward like this...]

During practice, Lixi thought to himself:

Therefore, I cannot betray Deng's trust; I absolutely, absolutely must write a melody that matches Deng's lyrics.

The heavy pressure rushed into Lixi's heart, but it also made her feel that inspiration was flowing out like a fountain. After the practice ended, it would definitely become good material.

Let's turn our attention back to Momoi Taro's side—

In the 40th chapter of "Dong," another destiny was formed.

Taro went to a real estate agency and, after explaining his needs, was led to a room.

"Mr. Momoi?" The person who greeted him was a middle-aged woman with a broad forehead and brown hair. She looked very pretty, but Taro could tell her age at a glance, so he naturally referred to her as a middle-aged woman.

"Is this the room you wanted to reserve? The location is great, but it's an abandoned building," the woman patiently explained to Taro.

"It was sold because of safety concerns. If you want to buy it, it must be demolished and rebuilt. If you need to move in, there are similar houses nearby, and they are cheaper."

The reason the lady cared so much about Taro and kindly reminded him was because she felt like she had seen Momoi Taro somewhere before.

It was because of this inexplicable sense of familiarity that she was willing to remind her.

“No, this is exactly the house I need.” Taro habitually raised his head. “In fact, this is exactly what I wanted.”

Taro took a picture of what he had drawn in the restaurant and put it on the table: "I want to build a new house here. I need you to help me find a construction team to build it according to these drawings."

In short, the minor details were not important, and the two finalized the agreement after their conversation ended.

While her subordinates went to collect the contract, Taro casually chatted with them: "Speaking of which, with such terrible weather, it's a wonder you're still going to work."

The woman smiled brightly, her face full of happiness: "Because I have such a wonderful daughter, as a mother, I can't just let her not try my best."

"Even the worst weather can be dispelled by the sun in my heart." The overflowing happiness made Taro feel a little more relaxed.

"Hmph." Taro's lips curled into a knowing smile: "For family, huh? Not bad. The bond between family members is a very important bond, and we should cherish it."

"Yes, I can't afford not to work hard for Soyo." The woman's smile grew even brighter.

"Soyo?" Taro's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to say something when...

The contract was also delivered, and Taro wrote his name in the position of Party A: "I've always had others sign it, it seems like it's been a long time since Dad signed like this..."

In short, Taro handed over a large number of papers and pens. The lady also wrote her name on the agency contract.

"And that's how we're connected." Taro smiled brightly, but the woman seemed somewhat bewildered. She didn't know why Taro had suddenly said such a thing.

"The connections between people are truly wondrous. No matter how shallow the connection, it is still a connection. There are countless connections in this world that intersect and combine, and then miracles are born."

Momoi Taro smiled brightly, speaking as if he were absolutely certain of something. Seeing Momoi Taro's demeanor, the woman felt a chill run down her spine and anxiously questioned him:

"Mr. Momoi? What are you talking about? I don't understand your fancy words."

Taro straightened his expression and calmly asked:

"No, I want to know something. The Soyo you mentioned, could it be Nagasaki Motoyo? I saw your signature, the surname is Nagasaki...?"

"Eh? Mr. Momoi, do you know my daughter?" Ms. Nagasaki looked at him with some surprise.

“Of course, I know very well that this happens frequently during band practice,” Taro replied with a hint of nonchalance.

"Ah, although I knew Sue had formed a band, this is the first time I've heard of it," Ms. Nagasaki said, checking the time on her phone.

"Mr. Momoi, it's getting late. How about I treat you to a meal? I'd also like to hear more about Suze from you."

"Ah, of course, no problem," Taro readily agreed. Ms. Nagasaki then led Taro to an izakaya (Japanese pub).

"Mr. Momoi, would you like to drink?" After ordering, Ms. Nagasaki asked as usual.

"No, I'm the lead singer, so I don't drink. Alcohol will hurt my throat." Taro offered a brief explanation, and Ms. Nagasaki nodded, saying, "I see. Then I won't order any."

After the two were seated, Ms. Nagasaki asked softly, "Mr. Momoi, how is Suseo's band doing now?"

"How are they..." Taro thought carefully for a moment and gave his evaluation: "A band that is still confused but can move forward, that's probably the feeling?"

Seeing that Ms. Nagasaki didn't quite understand, Taro explained:

“A lot has happened to their band recently, they’ve added members, changed their name… but I believe they can still move forward.”

“I see…” For some reason, Ms. Nagasaki became somewhat melancholy: “I’m such a bad mother. So many things have happened to Suze.”

Perhaps because Momoi Taro seemed so reliable, Ms. Nagasaki couldn't help but pour out her troubles to him:

"I promised Su Shi I would go to her live show, but I couldn't go because of work."

She seemed extremely remorseful. What made her most remorseful was that, even though she knew Su Shi hadn't gone, Su Shi remained silent, didn't question her, didn't get angry, and didn't even send a single message to question her.

This child is so sensible it's heartbreaking. Perhaps it's because Su Shi seems so mature that she's let her guard down a bit.

Ms. Nagasaki couldn't help but reflect on herself. Su Shi hadn't consulted her about the chaotic state of the band. It was good that she was working hard for Su Shi, but had she neglected her growth?

"Mr. Momoi, have you been to their live performances?" Ms. Nagasaki took a sip of tea and turned to ask Taro.

"Yes, I've been there." Taro nodded calmly.

"So? How does it feel?" Ms. Nagasaki seemed a little curious.

"How about it... if I were to give it a score..." Taro hesitated for a moment, then said seriously, "28 points!"

"Hehe... Mr. Momoi is really honest." Ms. Nagasaki chuckled, not particularly concerned about this.

Having worked in real estate for so long, I've experienced all sorts of lives. I've met quite a few people, but this is the first time I've met someone like Momoi Taro who would tell me about his family's musical performances.

She doesn't get angry about these things. In her opinion, it's just a student band, so it's normal for their performance to be a little off. It would be strange if they played really well.

"Then, what's wrong with it?" Ms. Nagasaki asked with some curiosity.

"The guitarist isn't very skilled yet, and he's prone to missing beats. Also, the rhythm group has made quite a few mistakes in their coordination," Taro honestly commented on everything he had witnessed last time.

"I really hope I can go see it," Ms. Nagasaki sighed with a touch of helplessness. When a performance fails, you really need someone to comfort you, right? Wouldn't it be better if your mother were there?

No? Maybe Su Shi is an unexpectedly proud child, and at times like this, she might not want her mother around?

As Ms. Nagasaki was lost in thought, she heard Taro Momoi speak:

"As I just mentioned, their band is having a little problem. I don't know what happened, but it seems like their band wants to hold another live show."

"Huh? Why would Mr. Momoi...?" Ms. Nagasaki looked at him first, then seemed to realize something: "Did they discuss it with you first?"

“No, Aine told me.” Taro picked up his phone and showed the chat history: “We were just having a celebration party together. I need to decide on the new practice room, so I have to leave now.”

"After Aine stayed there and talked to them for a while, I don't know what happened, but it seems like they were going to start a live show."

"Wait, I'm a little confused." Ms. Nagasaki was a bit bewildered, pressing her hands down in the air: "Let me think... Is the band holding a celebration party? Is it Su Shi's band?"

“No, it’s our band,” Taro said, raising his head as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Wait a minute, why is your band related to Su Shi?" Ms. Nagasaki was even more puzzled.

"This is also..." Even someone as strong as Momoi Taro didn't know how to explain the cause and effect, after all, the connection between the Dong brothers and Mygo couldn't be explained in just a few words.

“There are many complex reasons behind this, and it’s too long to explain in detail. But if you’re willing to listen, I can explain it slowly.”

Upon hearing Momoi Taro's name, Ms. Nagasaki smiled and shook her head slightly, saying softly, "I'm already embarrassed to have Mr. Momoi ramble on like this, how could I possibly let him tell me so much more?"

Perhaps feeling that such words would make the atmosphere too awkward, Ms. Nagasaki laughed loudly a few times: "Besides, I would much rather listen to my own daughter tell a very long story than Mr. Momoi."

At that moment, Ms. Nagasaki remembered where she had seen Momoi Taro before; his picture was in the book that Ichinose had given to his daughter.

“This is indeed better than anything else.” Momoi Taro took a sip of tea and said in a deep voice, “The bonds between people are very important, and the bonds between family members must be especially genuine.”