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

(ii) Ying Shui (5) Wife IX Liu San Er Yue-Yi "Ah... such a Taro-style answer."

"Hmm... I think so too. Xiao Ai's guitar, just like my songs, is a cry from the heart," came the little penguin's affirmation.

"So, was Mutsumi also invited by Taro?" Aine asked, and seeing Mutsumi nod, she immediately puffed up her cheeks like a pufferfish: "Taro, really, how come he invites girls everywhere? He's so casual!"

"Um... I was the one who said I wanted to see Mr. Taro," Muku said softly, explaining for Taro.

"Haha, I didn't mean to say I didn't welcome Muya," Ai Yin chuckled sheepishly, brushing off her earlier slip of the tongue and casually closing the distance between them.

"To be honest, Mutsu is so cute, I'd really like to be friends with her. Is it okay if I call you that? By the way, I'm Chihaya Aine, you can just call me Aine."

"Hmm... Aine." Mutsumi slightly curved her lips, revealing a very faint and cute smile: "Wakaba Mutsumi."

"Ah, I remember now!" Miao Meng suddenly slapped her palm, as if in a flash of realization: "She's the daughter of comedian Takafumi Wakaba and actress Minami Mori! A super famous person!"

“II盈厁午⑦就流傘陾Q*UN啊…” Xiao Mu lowered her head slightly and fell silent subconsciously.

"Um~ Can we take a photo together? Just one, I really want to post it on social media~ Muko~ Can we? Please~" Meow Dream clasped her hands together, pretending to be cute and acting coquettish towards Muko.

"Hmm..." Xiao Mu could only lower her head, take a deep breath, and prepare to refuse.

"Miaomu, Xiaomu just came here to play, you'll scare her." Aiyin naturally put the guitar on the shelf to the side, then took two steps forward and hugged Xiaomu's arm.

"..." Miao Meng tilted her head in thought, looking rather reluctant to have her picture taken. There must be all sorts of reasons why celebrities' children are born.

But that child doesn't seem to know how to say no, so if I ask him to, it might work.

But doing so would offend her beloved son who was currently protecting her, as well as the general who had brought the other side with him.

Their own band hasn't performed a single live show, so they need to at least get enough popularity and buzz from here.

"That's true, I was a bit abrupt." Miao Meng gave up and gave a slightly ingratiating smile.

"Well then, Xiao Mu, please do as you please~ Meow Dream and I will continue practicing. Don't be afraid, Meow Dream is just being too enthusiastic." Ai Yin comforted Xiao Gua Huang and returned to her seat.

"Although I don't know much about it, her guitar skills are pretty average compared to Xiao Mu, right?" Metathia Ruoye Mu asked in her mental space.

"Hmm... but her guitar can sing, mine can't."

"...I still don't understand Mu. Oh well, just give me the body. I need to prepare to deal with Momoi Taro." Metasis glanced at her phone while controlling her body. It was already 6:30. She had to get ready.

Motis brought a chair from the corner and placed it in front of the door. Then she took off her shoes, stood on the chair in her white socks, and placed a folder against the doorframe. Despite wearing the Moon Forest uniform, she didn't resemble a proper young lady of the Moon Forest at all.

She was completely oblivious to the surprised expressions on the faces of the three people behind her.

[What...is this a prank?] x2

Meow and Aine's thoughts were quite aligned. However, they didn't intend to stop him; after all, Taro, who skipped training every day, deserved a good lesson long ago!

Although I feel like this is pretty useless...

"Xiao Mu..." Gao Songdeng was so surprised that she didn't know what to say; her brain was almost blank. Was the Xiao Mu she knew before really this kind of person?

"That way, everything will be foolproof!" Mortis thought smugly, conceiving the next plot.

As usual, Momoi Taro pushed open the door, and as a result of his movement, the folder fell down due to gravity.

Naturally, someone as strong as Momoi Taro would easily notice the folder, and then, with great arrogance, he would reach out and catch it.

At this moment, the Cucumber Sword Saint, Wakaba Mutsu, will use her Iai Slash to strike Momoi Taro.

"That was a really good tactic. I lost." Momoi Taro knelt on the ground, looking completely convinced of his defeat.

This is Lady Metis's flawless tactic!

Leave

Let's supplement the outline and various settings, and sort out the foreshadowing from the previous text.

I previously set up a little Easter egg in the group: there is only one place in this book that was written with AI but was manually polished by me.

The answer is revealed today—it's the scene where the cat first plays rock-paper-scissors with Taro.

The other group number is: 736724505

Speaking of which, should I also start a series like "I'll give you extra chapters if you beat me in Shadowverse or Yu-Gi-Oh!"?

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Grown Up?

Stars.

This place is as dark as home, I've made preparations, I've undergone special training...

However, Ichiri was still very scared, and she couldn't help but shrink back whenever she saw a customer's eyes. After ticket sales began, she could only hand out drinks to customers from underneath.

I'm sorry, Mr. Momoi, I'm just a useless social parasite.

"Welcome." Hongxia greeted them naturally.

"A glass of ginger ale." The voice of the customer seemed somewhat familiar.

"Little Pochi, ginger ale."

"Yes!" Upon hearing Hongxia's instructions, Boqi quickly prepared the soda and slammed it onto the table from under the cabinet.

"Goto, what are you doing?" the guest with the somewhat familiar voice asked in confusion.

"Eek!!" Ichiri trembled, shrinking completely under the table. She had already recognized the owner of the voice.

“Little Boqi, an acquaintance?” Hongxia bent down and looked at Yili, who was huddled in the cabinet. Yili’s face was pale, and she waved her two hands from side to side in terror. Then she made an X next to her lips and shook her head frantically.

Hongxia's face froze. She had already started talking to Boqi. If she tried to explain now, would the other person believe her?

"Pochi, what are you doing under the table?" A blue-haired girl who had appeared out of nowhere stared at Ichiri under the table and asked expressionlessly.

This is Ryo Yamada, the bassist for the band End.

Yili shook his head at her with a look of horror.

Ryo Yamada had actually been standing there for a while, watching the entire process from the moment this man with rock-and-roll potential entered. Seeing Pochi's amusing reaction, she didn't mind giving him a push to make things even more interesting.

"If you're one of Pochi's friends, you're welcome to come in too."

Yamada Ryo's casual words nearly pierced Pochi's heart.

Ah, I'm so sorry, Momoi-sama. I'm a useless piece of trash who only knows how to run away. I've let you down.

Boqi, who was lying under the table, turned into a cloud of ash. His two eyes became round eyes, and a gray thing floated out of his open mouth.

"No... if friendship refers to a good relationship between people, then I don't think Goto and I have that kind of relationship," the familiar man's voice said.

Haha... That's true. A social parasite like myself actually dared to try to be friends with someone of Momoi Taro's caliber. Although I'm still reeling from this, anyway... I'll commit seppuku with my guitar as an apology after this.

"Huh? What's the relationship between this gentleman and Boqi?" Hongxia grabbed the little ghost that was trying to drift away, pried open Boqi's mouth, and stuffed the soul back in.

"I've only met Goto once or twice. If you're asking what our relationship is," Taro pondered for a moment before replying, "though it was only temporary, we are master and disciple."

"Gurgle—" Pochi, who had just swallowed the soul, seemed to choke, his face contorted in pain as he arched his body: "I am very sorry, Master Taro, I have failed your expectations. I will commit seppuku with my guitar to atone for my sins!"

"Don't say such stupid things!" Taro scolded. "If you can't do it, then train until you do it properly!"

Taro's voice was so certain, leaving no room for doubt. This caused the almost crippled Pochi to suddenly revive and kneel beside Taro, like a samurai master and apprentice from a Taiga drama. Pochi asked, "Even someone as useless as me, can you train to be good?"

"There's no one in this world who can't do it!" Taro patted Pochi on the shoulder and said seriously, "As long as you work hard, you can do it too."

“Master Taro…” Pochi looked at Taro with teary eyes.

"It's almost time, I'll be leaving now." Taro said, "Goto, after you finish your part-time job, come to RiNG and continue practicing how to treat customers."

"Yes!" Pochi suddenly became very imposing, in Pochi's internal monologue.

Taro: "Goto! After rigorous training, you've fully graduated! Hold your head high! Face your guests with pride! You're no longer just a guitar hero, now you are the true guitar hero!"

"Yes!" In his mind's eye, he pulled out a guitar from his waist and played a very cool solo. He then calmly and methodically greeted the guests, earning their admiring glances.

Liang and Hongxia looked at her with starry eyes.

Hongxia: Little Boqi, you're amazing! You can actually interact with guests normally now.

Liang: Boqi, you're more handsome than me today.

Lost in his fantasy, Pochi couldn't help but chuckle when he heard everyone's exaggerated comments.

Hongxia and Liang looked at each other, then simultaneously turned to look at Boqi.

Pochi is acting strangely, like he's been injected with adrenaline.

The two exchanged another glance, deciding to just leave it alone.

"Speaking of which, Liang, isn't the front desk taking care of things? Why did you come out?" Hongxia asked.

"The store manager and I switched places," Liang replied calmly. "He said the bands today were all very popular, and I should learn from them."

“My older sister is just like that~” Hongxia pointed at the air with her finger with a smug look: “Arrogant and proud.”

However, she still held her hand in front of Boch's eyes and waved it, saying, "Little Boch, little Boch. Look, look."

As Hongxia summoned his spirit, Boqi came to his senses, responded to her call, and stood up.

"This band is pretty good. You can relax now; there won't be any problems once the show starts."

Boqi thought about his work today... and bowed his head to apologize, "I'm sorry, not only did I not help, I didn't even dare to look the customer in the eye."

Liang turned around and picked up a cardboard box, showing it off: "Do you need this? It's a pity it's not for mangoes."

"No need, no need," Hongxia quickly refused on Boqi's behalf.

Poch sighed softly.

“It’s alright, Pochi,” Hongxia quickly comforted him. “Today is only your first day of work. You’ll get used to it soon. Besides, aren’t you supposed to practice how to treat customers with that person? Pochi has already tried his best.”

Pochi recalled the inhumane training from yesterday... his face instantly turned pale. Oh no, he'd been so caught up in the atmosphere that he'd completely forgotten his ordeal from yesterday.

"Speaking of which, who is that person?" Hongxia asked with some curiosity.

“Hmm, probably a fan of our band… or something like that?” Pochi recalled Taro’s words, his voice slightly uncertain: “And he’s the lead singer of a band that’s active in Tokyo.”

"How can someone who plays so badly have fans?" Yamada Ryo calmly remarked.

"Haha, but this is good too. Little Boqi has made a friend now." Hongxia looked at the band that was still doing the opening MC.