"Wakaba Mutsumi" vanished completely after leaving behind her last words, leaving only a terrified Wakaba Mutsumi sitting in the chair.

I must... I must get closer to Momoi Taro. Only through him can I find the answer.

On the other side, in a duplex high-rise, a large house overlooking the sea and river.

Nagasaki Motoyo sat on the sofa, tightly hugging the pop-up book box, reflecting on everything that had happened that day.

That strand of green hair and the Moon Forest school uniform—it's definitely Mutsu, right? But why is Mutsu with that Taro...?

Should I ask Taro directly...? Taro should be able to answer me directly, right? But what if it causes him to distance himself? If he doesn't know Muku and Sho, it's fine, but if he does, I'll suffer a great loss.

So should we ask Xiaomu directly? Xiaomu would likely tell Xiaoxiang that if Xiaoxiang also knew Taro, and she asked Taro not to say anything, Taro's reaction would be uncertain, and it's too risky...

"Is there a safer way...?" Su Shi racked her brains for a while. She came up with a very good idea—a band.

To be precise, it's Momoi Taro's band. If Momoi Taro is serious about running a band, they'll definitely be holding a live performance sooner or later. If Sho and Mutsu are close to Taro, they definitely won't miss Taro's band's first live performance. So what I need to do is very clear.

If I see Xiaoxiang and Xiaomu at the Momoi Taro Band's first live performance, I'll just grab them and talk to them. Opportunities to meet and talk to them directly are extremely rare.

Conversely, if he didn't come to see, it means that Taro and Komugi's relationship is nothing special, and you can just ask him about today's events.

Therefore, what I need to do is to absolutely not meet with Mutsu directly with Taro before Taro's first live performance.

So she picked up her phone and sent Taro a message: "Mr. Momoi, I've been busy with some other things lately, so I won't be able to attend your band's performance. But please let me know if your band is going to have its first live show."

She hadn't received a reply; Mr. Momoi was probably busy. It was getting late, so Suze decided to go to sleep and wait for news tomorrow. After all, she was a complete non-night owl.

[I would do anything to bring Xiaoxiang back, to bring Kulaixi back... So, I'm sorry, Mr. Momoi.]

Earlier in the story, Taro was planning to record a song.

He sent Hailing a private message on Line, asking if she had any recommendations. After all, as a mercenary, Hailing was naturally very familiar with the cost-effectiveness of various shops.

Although Taro isn't short of money, he tries to save money whenever possible.

Hai Ling immediately replied to Taro, recommending a shop called Shinsei in Shimokitazawa, which is a very cost-effective shop with decent equipment, although the stage is a bit cramped.

Taro took the train to Shimokitazawa. Following the address given by Hailin, he arrived at Fanxing at six o'clock, just in time.

The Starry Night shop was decorated in a rather dark style. The entire place was underground, and Taro slowly walked down.

"Welcome." The blond scholar greeted Taro listlessly. Taro slowly came down the stairs and glanced around the place.

The space is very narrow, with walls made mainly of perforated panels, giving it a very rock and roll feel.

"Drink voucher 500 yuan, entrance ticket 1500 yuan." The blond scholar yawned listlessly, looking rather unwell.

"My friend recommended this place. I'd like to rent the recording studio here," Taro stated his purpose directly. "And I also need to rent some musical instruments. You should be able to do that, right?"

Hearing Taro's words, the scholar-official perked up slightly. Compared to entrance tickets and drink vouchers, this rental service was actually the main source of revenue: "What instrument do you want to rent? For how long? And..."

“This shop is pretty avant-garde,” Taro’s voice interrupted the shopkeeper’s continued introduction. “This is the first time I’ve seen a band like this.”

It wasn't that Taro was impolite, but rather that this scene made it difficult for even the well-traveled Taro to maintain his usual composure. A blond drummer and a blue-haired bassist.

The scholar-official leaned out and glanced over: "Ah, now it's an amateur band performing. If you want to listen, you might as well, since they can't sell any tickets anyway."

"Nice to meet you! We're the Ending Band. We're about to play a few songs that you're all very familiar with, so please listen—" The blond drummer finished his brief MC and then began to play.

Shidaifu and Taro's attention was drawn to a box on the side. Judging from the wires, it should contain a person and a guitar.

"What's that?" the blond scholar asked, looking at the box with a hint of surprise, though his tone remained listless.

"You seem to pay extra attention to this band," Taro remarked.

The blond scholar seemed to be distracted, casually replying, "The drummer is my sister."

Then, seemingly realizing what she had said, she put on a serious face and asked, "What do you think of this band?"

Taro watched the disastrous performance intently; the drums, bass, and guitar sounded like a bunch of girls fighting. After a moment of careful thought, tearing at each other's hair, he said, "If I had to give it a score... 3 points."

"Is the maximum score 10 points?" The scholar-official asked casually, watching the performance on stage with a hint of boredom.

"100 points is the perfect score!" Taro revealed the correct answer, commenting, "The drummer is the weakest among them, while the bassist and guitarist are completely living in their own world. Although their skills are quite good, one person can't play a band alone."

Taro spoke with great emotion. Shidaifu, however, seemed puzzled. Putting aside the bassist, how could the guitarist be so skilled? This was clearly hard for her to accept.

She closed her eyes and focused intently on capturing the sound of the guitar. If you ignored the discordant bass and drum beats... the guitar sound alone was indeed quite good.

She stared at the man before her in astonishment. Firstly, she was amazed that he could discern the individual skill levels of the band members from such a chaotic performance in such a short time. Secondly, she was surprised that he had said the drummer was her sister, even though she had clearly stated that the drummer was the weakest member.

She actually admired his down-to-earth personality: "My name is Ijichi Hoshika, and I'm the manager here."

"Taro Momoi." Taro also gave a brief self-introduction: "Let's continue our previous topic..."

Taro briefly explained the instruments and recording studio he wanted to rent, and the rental period was one hour.

"Are you alone?" Xingge looked around curiously, but didn't see anyone else. "There are so many instruments, and you're the only one...?"

"I'm enough on my own," Taro said in an unquestionable tone.

"...Who was that person who just said the band can't be played by one person?" Xingge muttered weakly, then yawned, looking extremely sleepy.

"A recording studio and a live performance are two different things," Taro said matter-of-factly, and what he said was indeed correct. A recording studio can be managed by one person, who can handle the audio editing.

Xingge didn't press the matter further. After registering what Taro needed, she collected a deposit and asked a shop assistant with many earrings to help move the equipment into a recording studio.

While waiting for the items to be put away, Xingge store manager, seemingly bored, casually asked, "What did you think of the band just now? Not now, but in the future."

"Well," Taro pondered for a moment, recalling the three people from earlier, "I'm actually quite looking forward to it. Their skill and style should be something to consider, right?"

"I see..." Xingge's eyelids drooped, and she didn't say anything more.

"The recording studio is ready~ Here's the room number." The shop assistant, whose ears were full of earrings, came back and handed Taro a key.

Taro took the key and headed toward the recording studio.

The corridor, laid out like a starry sky, was very narrow. The recording studio he had booked was located quite far down the corridor, so he walked forward at a leisurely pace. In this secluded space, a series of thumping sounds suddenly came from within.

A pink-haired girl carrying a guitar case was running quickly towards him, about to bump into him. Taro reacted swiftly and grabbed her shoulder, stopping her in her tracks.

"Ah! Ah, a... um... I'm sorry!" The other person mumbled something incoherently, finally managing to utter what sounded like an apology, and bowed repeatedly.

"It's nothing," Taro said, not seeming to care much. "I watched the live performance just now, and your guitar skills were quite good. I hope your band can perform at a similar level next time."

"Ahhhhh? Ah? Aba?" The pink-haired girl's eyes almost turned into circles.

Taro didn't mind and continued walking towards the recording studio. Both had pink hair and were guitarists. Taro did hope his own pink-haired guitarist could reach that level.

"Voiceover: There's a positive correlation between body shape and guitar playing skills."

Taro ignored the sudden off-screen voice and walked into his reserved recording studio to record his band's theme song.

It took Taro about 45 minutes to finish his band's theme song and also to finish the choreography for everyone.

So he left the room, retrieved his deposit, exchanged contact information with the manager, and arranged to meet again after the band's last live performance. Then he left Starry Night and prepared to return to RiNG.

Chapter 18, It's Completed

At 8 PM, Taro finally returned to RiNG.

"Isn't this Taro! Welcome!" Kasumi's voice rang out, and even though it was so late, Kasumi's voice was as energetic as ever.

"Good evening, Kasumi. This is a gift." Taro handed Kasumi a chocolate conch shell bread.

"Wow! It's bread from Saya's shop! Thank you, Taro!" Kasumi was very excited, then, as if remembering something, she asked Taro, "By the way, Taro! We're doing a joint live performance with Ran and the others at the end of next month! How about we have about a 20-minute gap in the schedule?"

"So!" Kasumi asked energetically, "Is Taro's band coming? I want to see what Taro's band is like!"

“Live... I’ll think about it.” Taro didn’t agree immediately. After all, his band still had two newbies, and he needed to see how quickly they improved. He waved his hand and said, “Well then, I’ll give you an answer in a few days. I’m leaving now.”

Bye-bye, Taro!

After saying goodbye to Kasumi, he walked back to his practice room and opened the door.

Miaomeng was concentrating on playing the drums according to the sheet music, while Aiyin was looking at the teaching materials and practicing diligently according to the methods in the materials.

"Ah... it's so hard to press the chords here no matter how I press them..." Aine sighed, shook her head, and tried her best to press the chords again.

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“Your fingers are too stiff,” Taro said unhurriedly. “Finger flexibility exercises are very important for guitar practice, so you should pay more attention to them.”

"Peach!" The pink-haired puppy stood up with great surprise, smiling brightly as it said, "Welcome back."

"General, welcome back!" Miao Meng also stopped playing her drumsticks.

"Yes. I'm back. Here are some gifts." Taro handed over the bag in his hand.

"Ah... Yamabuki family bread." Aine took the bread. "I heard it's a popular item and quite hard to find, but if possible, I'd still like to have a fruit sandwich..."

Her voice trailed off towards the end. Then she perked up and asked, "What did Taro do outside? Did he get some rest?"

"I went out and recorded a song." Taro took out his phone, turned on the audio and played the song "Ore Koso Onre One," explaining, "Don't TV dramas all have theme songs? I think bands can do that too, although I don't really know much about it. But this should increase the band's popularity on social media."

The two listened silently to the music Taro was playing. The instrumental performance was almost perfect, and the rhythm and singing were of a very high standard. It was just that the lyrics were a bit incomprehensible.

"Peach, you're amazing... Where did you find such a high-level performer?" A hint of wariness flashed in the pink-haired puppy's eyes. Was it about to be eliminated?!

"General, I'd like to ask that too~" Meow Dream also raised her hand. A performer with such strong skills must be quite popular, right? I wonder if I'll have a chance to ride on that coattails: "Could you introduce me to her?"

"Know each other...you've known each other for a long time," Taro said with a smile, arms crossed. "I played all the instruments here."

"Eh!?" x2

Although the two women had some understanding of Taro's strength, no one had told them that he could be this outrageous!

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