Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

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Different people produce different music. On the surface, the differences are in rhythm and melody, but at a deeper level, they carry the surging emotions of the performer's heart.

Kikuri Hiroi's bass is magical.

At this moment, Yamada Ryo's piano music was like a youthful love story, bittersweet and full of joyful exuberance.

The music perfectly conveyed this ordinary yet extraordinary feeling.

Even today, Yamada Ryo remains as thoughtful and unique as ever.

That's great, at least you're happy now, huh? Cool.

Although I came here to resolve another of the two lingering issues, if Liang can cheer up, then the trip will be worthwhile.

Thinking this, Naruzawa Kaede focused the spotlight on a few spots on the stage. At the same time, Yamada Ryo had already brought over a stool from somewhere and invited Naruzawa Kaede to sit down.

It seemed that this basement reminded her of the basement at home, and she wanted to reminisce about the past.

On the effects pedal, to switch from tone to reverb, should the speakers be turned up to maximum? Or should I turn them down a bit?

Yamada Ryo and Narusawa Kaede each turned the volume up/down button once.

After all, it was trespassing. Although Japan doesn't have a castle law, and although the two were minors, and they didn't steal, rob, or hurt anyone, being too arrogant is still not good.

Arrogance is really not good.

Like right now, they don't even know there's someone standing in the audience.

When Yamada Ryo stopped playing, Narusawa Kaede was far from realizing the seriousness of the problem.

When Yamada Ryo's hand gripped his lower back, Narusawa Kaede wanted to ask her what was wrong.

If you want to change the song, just say so...

Upon opening my eyes, what came into view was naturally the dimly lit platform, its hazy outline visible.

Is it haunted?

The performance came to an abrupt end.

As the music stopped, the blurry human figure stumbled a few steps toward the stage.

Just like the zombies in the movie "Merika".

Yamada Ryoya nervously shielded Narusawa Kaede in front of him.

Naruzawa Kaede's heart was racing. If Yamada Ryo hadn't been behind him, he would have already run away. But now Yamada Ryo was right behind him.

So...

Unfastening the guitar strap, Naruzawa Kaede's hand was already gripping the strings. Yamada Ryo did the same, just like her.

The weight of the guitar was both reassuring and unsettling. Mingze Feng glanced at the effects pedal on the ground again, thinking that it should be safe to hit someone with it.

come.

"Come on, let's do it..."

As soon as he uttered the words, Ming Zefeng could no longer continue, and his momentum vanished completely.

That hazy figure is now so clear.

Yamada Ryoya stopped trembling.

Her long, golden hair reflected the stage lights, dazzling and radiant, brightening the entire platform. She wore a red knitted shirt, long trousers, and those scarlet eyes that opened and then narrowed.

It's Ichichi Hoshige.

"what..."

No wonder, the silhouette feels so familiar.

And in her hand, she was also holding a green wine bottle.

Does this area also sell Qingdao products?

Naruzawa Kaede silently pressed down Yamada Ryo's head, which was peeking out to watch the commotion.

That bottle really hurt when it hits someone.

There were also two injuries from shrapnel.

"..."

"Go ahead and smash me if you want," thought Narusawa Kaede, standing in front of Yamada Ryo.

But when he thought about how this was someone else's shop and that the two of them were the ones who had barged in, Mingze Feng didn't feel confident.

Okay, actually, when faced with a young woman he had wronged, Mingze Feng was worried that she would no longer accept him, and he felt guilty because he remembered what he had done.

This decline in morale was most directly felt by Yamada Ryo, who was hiding behind Narusawa Kaede.

So, Yamada Ryo pushed away Narusawa Kaede's hand that was pressing down on her head, stood on tiptoe, and quickly moved to stand next to Narusawa Kaede.

Yamada Ryo raised her head towards Iji Tomoka and waved her hand, signaling Narusawa Kaede to hide behind her.

"As a reward for being the first to stand at the forefront after encountering danger, now, let me—"

A green shadow flashed past in front of me.

The sound of "Su—" followed closely.

Until the sound of shattering glass came from behind.

Until one round of breathing ends.

The hair that was blown by a gust of wind near her ear barely fell back down.

Yamada Ryo blinked, then turned his head in confusion to look behind him. The stage lights fell on the ground, illuminating the shattered green glass.

What just happened?

"Um..."

Yamada Ryo realized with alarm that something terrible had just happened and swallowed hard in fear.

They didn't even have a chance to break out in a cold sweat or kneel down and beg for mercy.

The beer bottle flew precisely through the gap between her and Mingze Feng, then shattered on the spot...

Holy crap! What just happened?!

Yamada Ryo was stunned, and Narusawa Kaede quickly lifted her hair to check if her cheek was injured.

But no matter how much Narusawa Kaede pinched Yamada Ryo's face or waved his hand in front of the girl, Yamada Ryo did not react.

Naruzawa Kaede turned his head and glanced at Iji Tomoka, who was standing in the open space below the stage without making any further moves. He swallowed hard, equally terrified.

This... this technique is a bit too much... Just now, the shadow definitely arrived first, then the sound of the wind came from it. No, the sound of the glass bottle being thrown is already pretty strange. Could this actually be a comedy anime?!

With her fingers pinching Yamada Ryo's face, the girl seemed to have lost her soul and did not react.

He had seen this symptom before, and the treatment was simple: it required a stronger stimulus to arouse the patient.

Naruzawa Kaede pulled hard a few times. What if Ichiji Hoshika throws another technique when we get back? We can't stay here.

Yamada Ryo still did not react.

Looking at Yamada Ryo's fair and smooth face, Narusawa Kaede inexplicably recalled a scene he had seen somewhere.

He lost his composure, slapped himself twice, and then ran away.

Mingze Feng twitched his right hand fingers a few times.

Yamada Ryo's right eyelid suddenly twitched, and his pupils shifted, focusing on Narusawa Kaede's restless hand.

The hand was raised, as if it were about to fall.

Yamada Ryo's eyes widened, her gaze seemingly accusing him of not only having to guard against others, but also against his own teammates.

Yamada Ryo gritted his teeth: "Are you trying to take this opportunity to get revenge for biting you earlier?"

Mingze Feng coughed lightly and withdrew his hand, deciding to pretend the incident never happened.

"...It's good that you're alright." Patting Yamada Ryo's hair, Narusawa Kaede continued, "Don't suddenly step forward at a time like this. Stay behind me and be good..."

Yamada Ryo felt a lump in her throat and shrank into his arms.

.......

Ijichi Seika stared blankly at the scene on the stage.

Naruzawa Kaede's image was crystal clear; he was performing a duet with Yamada Ryo on stage.

Then Yamada Ryo lay down in Narusawa Kaede's arms again.

The scene before me resembled a stage play.

Like a dream.

It felt like a dream; my mind was very heavy.

Many things in this world are in motion, except for the brain.

Ijichi Seika didn't even realize that the bottle in her hand was gone, or rather, she didn't even know if she should have had a bottle in her hand at all.

In other words, he was drunk.

Ichiko thought: If she's already drunk, then what is this in front of her? Is it a dream after getting drunk, or has the alcohol numbed her visual nerves, hypnotized her brain, and made her see a hallucination?

Or rather, does this function actually exist?

He's drunk...

But I also felt that I wasn't very drunk.

Ichiko Hoshika felt she wasn't drunk. She could still stand there, just staring blankly at the scene on stage where the young man and woman were embracing.

A perfect match, a golden union, a beautiful young woman.

Some say they drown their sorrows in alcohol, while others say they drink until they're completely drunk.

Some say life is simple, others say...

In my dreams, there are people I want to see.

Why do I need to see this?

We agreed that I would see the person I wanted to see in my dream.

Why, why exactly?

When the time really comes,

The female lead isn't me...

"fraud......"

Ijichi Hoshika lowered her head and clenched her fists.

The drops falling onto the floor, are they... tears?!