MyGO? The string value monster craves the band girl!

"Then... let's go to Wei-kun's room together."

"Okay, but before that, let's go to another place first."

"?"

Ruo Yemu didn't ask any more questions because she found that the boy next to her was already asking her where the pain was worse.

Why would you touch my towel when asking about this?

Ruo Ye Mu lowered his head, wishing he could immerse his entire body in the water, "Gudong Gudong".

"Everywhere, a little bit..."

----

In the corridor outside the locker room connected to the hot spring bath, Ruoye Mu pinched the cuffs of the loose clothes on his body.

Just now, at the door of the dressing room, a maid from the Genjumaki family was waiting for her with a set of clothes that looked like the kind of clothes one would wear in a hot spring hotel to relax in a tea room or something after taking a bath.

Xianjuan Wei, who changed clothes much faster than her, waited in the corridor for Wakaba Mu to appear. Then she took her hand and followed the maid who was leading the way to a room decorated in the style of the Edo period.

"Although my massage technique doesn't have any specific rules..."

When Ye Mu heard what Qunyueyiqisuoling VII (Six) said, he looked at him with some resentment.

It's more than just a mess... My whole body was already aching, and after soaking in the hot spring, not only did it not get much better, I even felt a vague, inexplicable discomfort of being stuck in mid-air.

"But with professionals here, it'll be nice to get a massage and then rest."

"?"

Ruoye Mu imitated Xianjuan Wei and lay down on two mattresses covered with white sheets not far from each other, resting his face on his arms, then he heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." Xian Juanwei called out skillfully.

"Good afternoon, Master Wei! Miss Ruoye!"

Wakaba Mutsu looked at the two women who appeared at the door. They were gentle and beautiful, wearing kimonos of different colors. They were about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and had an older sister-like temperament. There was a deep sense of doubt in his eyes.

Is this a professional...person?

"Ah, sorry to bother you two today. Just relax your muscles."

"Okay, Master Wei, you want to..."

"Please, Ms. Fujiwara, go to Xiaomu's place. I'll leave my affairs to Ms. Tachibana."

Ruoye Mu looked at the woman who came and knelt beside her and said strangely:

"Ms. Fujiwara...? You..."

The Fujiwara clan is a very well-known aristocratic surname in Japan.

"Ms. Ruoye, please relax and leave the rest to me."

The woman in kimono called Miss Fujiwara spoke gently, pulling up Wakaba Mutsu's hand that was leaning against her and raising his arm.

On the other side, Xianjuan Wei, who had already expertly matched Ms. Tachibana's movements, teased:

"It seems like you always have to talk to friends when they come to rest, Ms. Fujiwara."

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Ms. Fujiwara gently helped Wakaba Mutsuki relax his muscles through his sleeves, as if answering Wakaba Mutsuki's unspoken question:

"There are over 300,000 people with the Fujiwara surname. Aside from the most well-known main branch, the lives of the others vary greatly."

Xianjuan Wei smiled at Ruoye Mu and said:

"She used to take a bath after a long day of exercise, and it was often Ms. Fujiwara who helped her relax, so Xiaomu can trust Ms. Fujiwara's skills."

"Um……"

Ruoye Mu put one side of his face on the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Yi Lingyi's wife is so unrestrained and helpless."

Is this person next to you the one who often gives Xiao Xinxin massages?

"In addition to my family's education, I also graduated first in the medical department. Miss Ruoye can rest assured. This job is not something that ordinary people are qualified to take on."

The medical department always feels like it doesn’t match my current job. It’s like I’m a doctor but I’m working as a nurse... Ruoye Mu thought.

"Well."

Wakaba Mu hummed softly.

The comfort she felt after the soreness and swelling made her confirm that the other party was indeed very capable to be hired by the Xianjuan family.

After the massage that was a mixture of soreness and comfort, Xianjuan Wei got up to change clothes first, while Ruoye Mu sat up while rubbing his shoulders.

"Ms. Fujiwara, Ms. Tachibana..." Wakaba Mutsu said.

"Hmm? How can I help you, Miss Wakaba?"

"Do Weijun and Xiaoxinxin often need to trouble you?"

"Well... Master Wei and Miss Xin usually exercise a lot, so we can say that we have an opportunity to demonstrate our value. However, Master Wei and Miss Ju are more familiar..."

"so……"

In Xian Juanwei's bedroom, the tightly closed curtains made the room shrouded in darkness, which was suitable for sleeping even in the afternoon.

Xianjuan Wei had just pulled up the quilt and lay down when she felt Ruoye Mu stirring beside her.

Sitting up with the help of the pillow, Ruo Yemu hesitated for a moment, then reached out to hold Xianjuanwei's cheek.

"Wei Jun, come here."

"Ok?"

Xianjuan Wei also sat up, waiting for Ruoye Mu's next words.

"...That's not it. Lie down."

Wakaba Mu placed his hands on both sides of Xianjuan Wei's neck and guided Xianjuan Wei's head to his thighs.

He stretched out a finger and gently rubbed Xianjuan Wei's temple for a while. Ruoye Mu hesitated and asked in a low voice:

"Is this comfortable?"

Xian Juanwei smiled and patted her hands: "Don't press your temples randomly, Xiao Mu."

"Well……"

Ruoye Mu mumbled something in a voice that only he could hear, and then placed his palm on Xianjuan Wei's trapezius muscle.

"Well, like this."

After a while, Ruo Yemu lowered his head slightly:

"Is this okay?"

"Well, Xiaomu's hands are warm after the bath, but..."

Xianjuan Wei lifted his head from Ruoye Mu's thigh and sat up against the headboard again.

Ruoye Mu looked at Xianjuan Wei's eyes which had a slight light in them, and Xianjuan Wei stretched out his arms and hugged his shoulders.

"But even if Xiaomu needs to learn and adapt... he should only learn what he should do and what he enjoys doing."

"Massage is not a compulsory course for the future mistress of the Xianjuan family."

Ruoye Mu lowered his head and said softly:

"I just...want to be closer."

"This way, when you get tired in the future, I can help you."

----

Friday, dusk after school, at Chihaya's house.

"Dad! Mom! I'm going out of town to film a movie. Wait until I come back with gifts for you!"

Chihaya Aine, wearing a baseball cap, carrying a suitcase that she brought from Tokyo to London and back, and wearing a beige coat, stood at the door and shouted to the inside.

Aine's mother, who was cooking, came out of the kitchen and said with concern, "Be safe, Aine."

"Don't worry, Mom, I'm very powerful!"

After saying goodbye to her parents, Chihaya Aine put away her suitcase and got into the back seat of the relatively low-key sedan sent by the Genmaki family to pick her up.

"Ms. Chihaya, please fasten your seatbelts, we are about to leave."

"Uh-huh!"

Aine asked while fastening her seatbelt:

"Where are we going next?"

While chatting in the crew group, Aiyin was shocked to hear the bad news that "the script has not been finalized and is not planned to be finalized."

According to Xianjuan Wei, apart from the rough general idea at the beginning, the rest of the plot was determined by the director and him through improvisation every week.

This style of doing whatever comes to mind makes Aiyin feel like her bad movie radar is sounding the alarm.

However, with the director's fame and track record, it shouldn't get any worse, haha...

"We're going to Haneda Airport next, Ms. Chihaya."

"Eh?! Airport? I thought the Shinkansen was enough... Where are we filming this week's script? Hokkaido? Ryukyu?"

Hearing the question from the young lady behind him who had been told by his superiors to pay special attention, the corner of the man in black in the driver's seat's mouth twitched slightly.

"Well...my work has nothing to do with your crew, so I'm sorry I can't answer you."

"Oh, sorry, I'm just asking casually, please don't mind it."

Aine waved her hand, but suddenly realized another problem:

"At the airport... I didn't buy a plane ticket! Did Xianjuan-san buy it for me?"

"This one……"

The man in black hesitated, but thinking of the "standard answers to certain questions" given to her by her superiors before she set off, she answered:

"The young master only takes a civil aviation flight when he's in a good mood. Otherwise, he usually..."

Haneda Airport, on the driveway leading to the private aircraft area apron.

Aiyin got out of the car and looked at the "civil airliner" in front of her, which had a huge body but was painted with a cute pink and white Michelle livery. She was speechless for a moment and even forgot to get her luggage from the trunk.

Fortunately, the car she was riding in was not an online car-hailing service where the driver might have stepped on the accelerator and drove away because he was in a hurry, but the private car of the Xianjuan family.

The man in black who was the driver opened the trunk, took out Aine's suitcase and placed it next to her.

"When I heard we were going on a private jet, I thought it would be a Gulfstream or something like that..."

Aiyin murmured as she looked at the pink and white aircraft in front of her, which was obviously two times larger than the Gulfstream G650 parked next to it, and its configuration was completely different. It was obviously a modified civilian airliner.

"But this is..."

Aine muttered to herself, but she heard a male voice behind her answering her questions.

"Smile No. 6, a modified Airbus A350-1000 aircraft for band parties."

Chapter 136 Michelle Pain Machine

"Mr. Genmaki? Did you just arrive too?" Looking back at the voice, Aine asked Genmaki Yui who was standing in front of the license plate of the Maybach and taking off her sunglasses.

"Well, Xiaomu and I stopped by Sushi's house to pick up our luggage. There was a bit of traffic on the road, so we're a little late."

Xianjuan Wei was still wearing a slim and neat black coat today, but sunglasses were a rare item for him.

The main reason was that when Ruoye Mu asked him to "try it" and he rested his head on her thighs to catch up on his sleep, he accidentally fell asleep because it was too comfortable. And because he was too relaxed after soaking in the hot spring, when he woke up it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Also, because I turned over slightly while sleeping, my posture was not right and my eyes were a little oppressed. When I woke up, my vision was a little blurry, and even the eyelids around my eyes were a little swollen.

The next day, when he was having breakfast, seeing Wakaba Mu's half-smile facing him, Xianjuan Wei decided to wear sunglasses for the next two days.

In the back seat of the Maybach, Nagasaki Suyo and Wakaba Mutsuya, who had changed into casual clothes, stepped out from both sides of the car. The men in black waiting nearby took out their luggage from the trunk and took it together with Aine's suitcase to the luggage compartment to secure it.

"Good afternoon, Aine-chan." Su Shi had a gentle and pre-made smile on her face.

"Aine, good afternoon." Wakaba Mu nodded slightly to Aine.

Aine waved enthusiastically in response to the two of them, but after a moment, she belatedly said in surprise:

"Eh? Genmaki-san, you said this is... Smile No. 6?"