MyGO? The string value monster craves the band girl!

Compared to his part-time job as a customer service representative and delivering newspapers, this was the largest single income Xiangzi had received in the past year...

Xiangzi, who often ate black bread with drinking water collected from public places, had a surplus of more than 100,000 yen in her account for the first time - her usual salary from part-time jobs would soon be swallowed up by her alcoholic father and the necessary expenses of life.

On the way home, Xiangzi hesitated for a long time in the convenience store and finally bought two fresh bento boxes at full price.

However, when Xiangzi returned to the shabby and dilapidated rental house with the plastic bag and pushed open the door, his mood, which had been slightly lifted by the hope of improved living conditions, fell.

The smell of alcohol is even stronger than yesterday...

I feel dizzy from being drunk.

Xiangzi, who once couldn't even use a beverage machine, is now almost a master at identifying cheap drinks - she can tell from the smell of alcohol in the air that her bastard father must have bought another barrel of white wine.

In the days after he ran away from home with his father, the smell of white wine in the air even made Xiangzi's eyes so sore that he was about to cry - it was not a psychological effect, but a physiological reaction.

but now……

Xiangzi opened the bedroom door.

The man, whose clothes were wrinkled beyond recognition, was lying on his side facing the window and snoring.

Xiangzi's eyes swept over the bottles and jars on the ground, and his expression immediately became even gloomier.

"Damn dad..."

23 cans of 300ml beer and 4 barrels of 1L liquor.

Empty wine jars and barrels were scattered on the ground, which was the result of Xiangzi's cleaning up last night.

Xiangzi couldn't understand it. If someone else drank like that over the years, they would have been poisoned by alcohol, right?

Xiangzi sighed in despair, took out a garbage bag from the storage box next to him and started to clean up the garbage.

"Um... um..."

The drunk man turned over and scratched his face, which was itchy due to the alcohol numbness.

The sound of cans colliding beside him brought Xiang's father back to consciousness a little.

"Who... Um, Xiangzi, you're back..."

Xiangzi, who was putting the wine cans into the garbage bag, did not look at his father, but just lowered his head and said:

"I bought a bento."

"convenient?"

Xiang's father suddenly became much more energetic. He climbed up from the tatami and limped towards the full plastic bag that Xiangzi brought back.

"Wow, it's his pork chop! Xiangzi, you're rich now!"

The muscles at the corners of Toyokawa Shoko's eyes twitched slightly, and then she continued to pick up the bottles without saying a word.

However, the man seemed to have no end in sight. After getting the chopsticks, he directly opened the packaging of the pork chop bento and wolfed down the pork chop and curry rice.

"Xiangzi, why are you suddenly so generous today... Is it the bonus given by the company where you work as a customer service representative or a newspaper deliveryman?"

Shoko Toyokawa applied a little force with her fingertips, and with a "crack" sound, she pinched the side of the can in her hand, causing it to dent.

“…I’m not going to work in customer service or deliver newspapers anymore.”

Fengchuan Qinggao stopped eating rice frantically and almost dropped his chopsticks.

"Xiangzi, are you finally going home? Is this your last meal for Dad?"

"...I'm sorry, Xiangzi. Dad has always disappointed you. In fact, you should have returned to the Toyokawa family a long time ago. After all, you are Mizuho's blood..."

"Dad will work hard in the future..."

Toyokawa Shoko felt a sudden pang of pain in her heart. She stuffed the 1L barrel of wine into the plastic bag, and her tone gradually softened.

"I've found a decent job with decent income, so my life won't be so difficult anymore."

"Today's bread has fillings in it, which will improve the food."

"Father, please cheer up soon. At least find a job that allows you to reconnect with society, and then look for an opportunity to work at a small company. Father has a track record as an executive at Fengchuan Land, so he should have a chance to move into management."

"Let's start with the most basic work. As long as father continues to work hard to prove his ability and character, he will definitely be able to impress grandfather and allow you to return..."

Toyokawa Kiyoshi, who was in a daze, listened to Xiangzi's words which were gradually rising with expectation, and slowly lowered his head.

"Well, Xiangzi has a good job. No wonder he's rich."

"Xiangzi, Dad hasn't had real red wine in a long time. Those cheap canned wines taste like urine..."

"Can you bring some good wine for Dad when you come back tomorrow?"

Shoko Toyokawa stared with wide eyes at her father, who made her feel increasingly unfamiliar and disappointed. Her moist lips, which had been specially painted with cheap lipstick for negotiating the contract, trembled silently.

"Wow!"

Xiangzi loosened his fingers, and the garbage bag he was holding lost its support and fell down, and the wine cans inside escaped from it with a crackling sound like a dam breaking.

The little remaining wine in the jar leaked out and spilled onto the tatami, but Xiangzi no longer cared about the mess that she would eventually have to clean up.

“Dad will try his best”… Is this just another empty talk without any determination?

The hard work you mentioned doesn't mean that if I leave too, I won't have money to buy alcohol if I don't work anymore, right?

Toyokawa Shoko turned around silently and put some cash on the counter.

"I won't give you a penny more!"

"Xiangzi, do you want to watch your father starve to death?"

Shoko Toyokawa's nails pressed against the soft flesh of her palm, and as she clenched her fist tightly, a pain was transmitted to her nerve center.

Here we go again...

In order for the father and daughter to maintain their basic living needs, the income from the minor's part-time job was already stretched thin.

If the money she gave to her father was not used to buy alcohol every time and then she had to buy lunch or cook again, how could she have ended up having to eat bread with cold water for dinner four or five days a week?

"Everything I've done so far...has any of it been for myself..."

"Even if Father doesn't ultimately receive Grandfather's approval, as long as you can continue to work as hard as before, it doesn't matter if I endure the hardships with you..."

"Don't be silly!" Xiang's father suddenly roared at Xiangzi, but after a moment he vaguely realized what he had just done.

He fell to his knees with a thud, his forehead hitting the tatami, and he kept punching down while crying.

"168 billion... Even if two people worked part-time, they couldn't earn that much in their entire lives!"

"I think... my father-in-law has long disliked me, and after Mizuho's death, he couldn't tolerate me any more! So, he kicked me out of the Toyokawa family so that I wouldn't affect you, Xiangzi..."

"Woo, woo, you are his blood, leave me alone, Xiangzi!"

Tips: Arrive at your country's designated refresh point in Shanghai. Don't worry about the hen being stuck. Look at the Shanghai lollipops in the distance, my friends.

Chapter 35 Is this Anon, the student studying in London?

RiNG, in front of a hanging board used to post band recruitment needs.

"Sure enough, recruiting band members isn't that easy..."

Under the watchful eye of Takamatsu Touma behind her, Chihaya Aine used a magnet to stick the hand-painted recruitment poster on the hanging board.

Chihaya Aine still remembers the look of surprise that flashed across the face of the girl working at the front desk when she heard about her recruitment needs.

If you want to form a band rather than a "group", you generally need to have at least two of the three traditional band instruments: guitar, bass, and drums before you can be considered "recruiting band members."

If you only have a guitar like Chihaya Aion and Takamatsu Touma... it would be easier to "ask the band to accept you" than to "recruit band members".

From the perspective of forming a band, the difference between having one of the three major items and having two of them is basically the difference between playing a five-person team with one missing four and playing a five-person team with four missing one.

If she had a choice, Aiyin would also like to form a band directly with the school's celebrity, but reality forced Aiyin to go to the livehouse to post recruitment posters at the suggestion of the Traffic Light Band, hoping to run into a good teammate who is also looking for a band.

The once rigorously academic school of Yugaoka Girls' Academy has been declining in the direction of becoming a gathering place for talented students since a former student council president who was known for his slurs took office.

Yuqiu, where all the members were inward-looking, had fallen to the point where everyone was just playing in a band in just one year.

Specifically in the first grade, when Aiyin wanted to form a band to integrate into the social environment, she found that she and the group's favorite Xiaodeng were the only ones in the entire grade who had not joined the band.

You can't just poach people, right?

So Aine and Tou, who had made a wish to "maintain the band until the end of high school", finally came here.

However, after observing the recruitment posters posted by other bands on the hanging board, Aiyin suddenly felt that she might have underestimated the difficulty of forming a band.

Although everyone is telling bass jokes, in terms of supply and demand, good bass players are always in high demand.

In comparison, the guitar, an instrument that's relatively easy to pick up and, due to its inherent characteristics, easily becomes the focus of the band and the audience, seems to be overused...

From the most extreme perspective, if you don't engage in pure music, you can debut as an individual or in a group with just a guitar, which is something that bass and drums can never do.

The board was filled with posters of bands competing with Aine for bassists and drummers. There were also some recruitment needs for more niche keyboardists and DJs, but there were not many guitarists recruited - even if there were, they were consonant guitarists.

Aine showed a somewhat embarrassed and helpless expression.

Couldn't there be a kind bassist or drummer who could give her a buy-one-get-one-free deal and help her out?

"Okay, the posters are up. Since we haven't recruited anyone yet, let's go to karaoke... Xiao Deng?"

Aine turned around to look at Deng, who seemed to be feeling a little down for some reason, and waved in front of him.

"Um……"

Deng nodded and prepared to go to karaoke with Aine to continue practicing. Every time she started singing, the sound seemed to be stuck in her throat, so weak that people had to concentrate highly to hear it clearly, and the tone was seriously distorted. Aine tried to enlighten and guide her many times, but with little success.

"Ah... you're Takamatsu-san, right?"

When the Ai Deng duo was about to move to the karaoke, they suddenly heard a voice calling Deng from behind.

Aine and Deng turned around at the same time, and saw the figure who was looking at the poster that had just been put up behind them.

The expressions of the two people changed slightly at the same time - they both recognized that this was the boy who happened to sit next to them when they went to watch a live performance a few days ago.

"Well, um...you are..."

Takamatsu Deng tried hard to overcome his nervousness in front of strangers and asked in a broken voice.

Aine quietly pulled her arm, took a small step forward and stood a little closer to the lamp, blocking half of her body from the lamp.

"Excuse me, are you a friend of the lamp?"

"Friends? Not really."

Xianjuan Wei pretended to be in deep thought for a moment, thinking to himself, "Why did you come so late?" Then he looked at Gao Songdeng and explained:

"But I'm considered a friend of Xiangzi, Xiaomu, and Su Shi. A fan of crychic? Su Shi introduced Deng to me, so I was able to recognize him."

cr dance mood [《-?岜?坝琳?7?依ychic……

This word stirred up waves in both Tou and Aine's hearts.

Deng was reminded of the memory she had been avoiding.

Aiyin was wondering why this band called Bottom Line, which disbanded after holding a single live, still had fans.

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm the major shareholder of this livehouse, my name is Xianjuan Wei. I see that Deng and Anon are recruiting a drummer and a bassist?"

Aine nodded gently. "It's like this. I'm the guitarist and lead vocalist of the band, and Xiao Deng is...eh?"

Aine realized it belatedly and felt cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Thoughts of being monitored, followed, and watched flashed through her mind.

"Mr. Xianjuan, I didn't introduce myself just now, did I?"

"Yes."

"Well... sorry to ask, why would you..."

"Did I call you wrong? Isn't this lady's name Anon? I remember you. I think I saw you at a live show a few days ago."

Aine straightened her body, her shoulders slightly raised defensively.

"Ahahaha... Mr. Fifth Doctor, Seven-Eighty-Eight Lingqi Ichigenmaki, has a really good memory. It seems like we were sitting next to each other at the time, but I don't think I ever introduced my name to you."

"Um... Deng-san, please wait a moment while I explain things to this young lady in private."

After saying that, Genjumaki Wei didn't wait for Deng and Aine's reaction, and walked directly to the deserted corner of the hall.

"Xiao Deng, wait for me for a moment."