You are Toyokawa Shoko, then who am I?

Unless she helped Xiao Xiang when he was most lost...

But how is this possible?

Mana has only met Xiaoxiang once in the past few days, and it was an accidental encounter. Logically speaking, there is not enough time and trust for her to enter Xiaoxiang's sensitive and complex heart.

and so……

I guess I was overthinking it.

Sanjiao Chuhua gradually calmed down.

She carried two heavy bags in her hands and walked back home step by step with light steps.

93

Chapter 93 Donut: You are the one I am proud of.

Unlike her previous energetic and cute outfits that seemed to have specially enhanced her sunny attributes, Junda Mana wore very simple clothes this time when she went out.

A light grey versatile casual sweatshirt.

A pair of ordinary pants that can be found anywhere.

And a pair of ordinary canvas shoes.

Then she took a hairband with a strawberry velvet pendant from the small cabinet and tied the long brown hair that was draped over her shoulders into a ponytail.

Ok.

A classic outfit that relies entirely on a good-looking face is now complete.

Standing in front of the mirror, I felt like a college student who was too lazy to choose clothes for class so he just threw on a few random pieces based on what was nearby.

In fact, before going out, she thought about whether she should dress up, do her hairstyle, and put on some makeup. It didn't have to be too elaborate, just the kind of light makeup for daily outings would be fine.

After all, Toyokawa Sho will also come over for dinner tonight. As an idol, he naturally has to always show his best side to his fans, especially in front of his number one fan.

Where can you find a fan who can write a song for their idol that has the potential to become a hit?

Moreover, he is a super fan who brings his own traffic and has more than 100,000 views on the forum and X.

Not all the musicians that the agency specifically contacts are as good as him.

Both publicly and privately, Mana Junda certainly wants to treat Toyokawa Sho seriously. Whether it is being friends with him or being his idol, she wants to do her best.

Just thinking about the relationship between Toyokawa Sho and Sankaku Hatsuka...

Childhood sweethearts who meet again after many years of separation, this kind of person can be called the ecological overlord no matter in girls' comics or party fighting series. Among the currently available records, it seems that only the legendary adult... [Predetermined Champion] can defeat him.

Mana Junda has read a lot of comics privately. The amazing comments from the big brothers in the comment section, as well as her own insights from reading the works in bed in the middle of the night, have made her very sensitive to interpersonal relationships.

Even though Sanjiao Chuhua didn't make it clear on the phone, she could still vaguely feel that her intended partner seemed to have romantic feelings for Toyokawa Sho.

Once this point of view is proven, then when she puts on makeup and goes to dinner, it is no longer a date with friends, but a direct declaration of war to Sanjiao Chuhua: I want to steal your man.

Because putting on makeup is very time-consuming for girls, it can take at least an hour. The steps that need to be taken care of during this period include but are not limited to skin care, sun protection, isolation, foundation, eye makeup, nose shadow, eyelashes, hairstyle, clothing, etc. If necessary, they will also wear colored contact lenses.

So if a girl comes here with makeup on, it means that there is a target she likes or a prey she wants to capture among the people present. No matter which the situation is, in today's dinner party with one man and two women, it is tantamount to confronting the three Chuhuas.

Mana Junda didn't want to be misunderstood, nor did she want the relationship between the three people to get worse, so in the end she just put some bare face cream on her face, brightened her skin tone a little, and went out.

The rain outside had stopped long ago.

Only the water reflecting the neon lights on the road and the fresh air that can be smelled by the nose can prove that the rain has come.

Mana Junda walked down the street, her eyes passing over the water droplets dripping from the eaves, the bright lights and feasting on the roadside, the izakayas where some people were getting drunk to escape reality, the chef selling octopus balls shouting loudly, and the hustle and bustle of traffic flowing through the city like dragons and snakes, or like blood.

Her gaze drifted everywhere like an invisible wind.

Finally, it slowly froze on a large screen in a shopping mall.

It happened to be playing a performance video of the popular idol band Pastel*Palettes.

The lead singer in the picture is like a vibrant elf. Even through a thick screen, one can clearly feel her love for the stage and the audience.

Mana Junda stopped and looked up at the big screen silently.

She still remembers that she paid attention to this band when she was in junior high school.

Because Bai Lu Qiansheng, a popular star liked by many people in the class, was in this new project, in order to have something to talk about with others, she lay in bed after school and followed the band.

At the time, Pastel*Palettes had tens of thousands of followers, and it had only been a few days since the band opened its account.

She was shocked by the huge number of fans.

In my ignorant heart, for the first time I had a concrete understanding of the words "idol" and "band".

When she went to school the next day, she and her friends made an appointment to go to the stage to watch Pastel*Palettes' debut performance.

Unfortunately, however, this highly anticipated band was suspected of lip-syncing during their first performance, and they were immediately attacked online. Some people who had no idea about the band also used the most malicious language in the comment section.

Although Junda Mana also believed that lip-syncing was a bad behavior and disrespectful to the audience, she stood in the audience that day and watched the lead singer's effort and dazzling appearance...

Junda Mana felt confused.

The other party shouldn't be the kind of person who would do this.

The lip-syncing thing... there must be some hidden story behind it.

However, the classmates in the class had no such idea at all. Under the one-sided public opinion, those who had previously said that they liked Bai Lu Qiansheng said that they had never felt happy about liking Bai Lu Qiansheng.

Seeing that everyone around her was singing a different tune, Junda Mana had no choice but to put on a smile and agree with this statement, but she was still quietly following the band in private.

Time passes day by day.

Pastel*Palettes has not yet announced the next step.

Just when the internet was about to make a final judgment that Pastel*Palettes was a bad band that would be nailed to the pillar of shame and despised by future generations, and just when Junda Mana was about to give up hope.

One day, on her way home from school, she saw two members of the band selling performance tickets to people in the heavy rain.

At first, not many people paid attention.

But as the rain grew heavier, the two men did not retreat, but instead smiled more and more brightly and actively.

Gradually, people actually started to take the tickets from them.

And there are more than just one or two...

Many, many people expressed their support for them.

Junda Mana was deeply attracted by this scene.

hard to imagine.

Such unyielding tenacity can be found in two girls who were suspected of lip-syncing and were criticized and despised by countless people on the Internet.

Obviously they are not much older than me.

But at that time, their figures seemed to be wrapped in the light of miracle.

It's so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off it.

The seed called idol fell firmly into the soil of the heart at this moment.

Later, a video of Pastel*Palettes selling tickets on a rainy day was posted online, which attracted a lot of attention and became a hot topic. The band's reputation began to show signs of turning around. The band, which was supposed to be shelved, finally had an incredible second life.

Mana Junda later applied to an agency and began activities as an idol trainee.

Time returns to the present.

Mana Junda looked up at the picture on the big screen and couldn't help thinking in her heart.

Will I appear on the big screen in the future?

Will "Here, The World!" be played like it is now?

If so.

Will someone become stronger because of this song in the future?

Will there be a moment when you are not paying attention, maybe at a night when you are lost, or in the morning when you are chatting in the classroom, when you become someone else's dream, or the goal that others are pursuing?

Many expectations for the future emerged in the girl's heart.

Maybe it will happen.

Or maybe it won’t happen.

No one can predict what kind of scenery is waiting for us ahead.

But the girl was not confused.

Walking on the still wet ground.

She took a step forward.

The water droplets jumped onto another pool of water, creating ripples.

The night, which turns from blue to black, lifts its veil, plucks the distant stars from the sky, and embellishes the world intertwined with countless stories.

Sumita Mana stretched.

His eyes wandered again, and this time they happened to fall on a dessert shop.

In my left ear, I heard Sanjiao Chuhua's warning, saying that I should not eat or drink too much and must control my weight. In my right ear, I heard someone's expectation, saying that he would definitely be able to go to a martial arts hall in the future.

Demons and angels are fighting.

Restraint and desire are at war.

In the end, Mana Junda chose the answer in her heart.

Just like she had chosen her own future because of a touch of emotion.

This time is no exception.

She walked straight to the front of the stage.

The smile is as bright as the sun.

"Please pack three strawberry daifuku for me!"

……

……

……

Toyokawa Sho considers himself a master cook.

In terms of cooking talent, although he can't say that he can compete with the masters of Spring/Medicine Spirit, he is at least one of the best in the bright cooking world, and his strength is close to that of a chef named Liu who also has blue hair.

The cooking novice who once didn't know the five grains and couldn't even tell the difference between salt and MSG is dead.

Now he is so powerful that it is terrifying.

Looking at the dishes with steam rising from the wok and the aroma filling their noses, Toyokawa Sho hummed calmly, "Not bad, today's cooking is quite cooked." Then he hung his apron on the armrest beside him, put his last masterpiece on a plate and brought it to the living room.

Counting from the front, they are sweet and sour pork and tamagoyaki.

Cola chicken wings and saury.

Mapo tofu and vermicelli.

There is also a pot of stewed soup.

Not bad.

Master Xiang nodded again.

Even someone as strict as me can't find any flaws.

Every dish is delicious and each one has its own little tricks to conquer the taste buds. Even the details of the plating are perfect. Ever since they were put on the table, the background music of "The Great Wall" has never stopped.

Ugh.

Is there no one who can stand up and point out my mistakes?

In ancient times, there was a man named Lü Buwei whose words were worth a thousand gold coins.

Today I am Oblivionis, the lone warrior seeking to defeat the enemy.

It's lonely and cold.

The loneliness standing at the top is really...