Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Only those who are in the midst of it can truly appreciate the individual flavors of life, from its joys and sorrows to its bittersweetness.

Those who survived lived on; those who didn't died.

If Wakaba Mutsu might have died long ago, meeting Toyokawa Shoko was a rebirth for her.

Wakaba Mutsumi...

Now that things have come to this, Wakaba Mutsu is seeking help.

She found this place.

Perhaps this is why Mingze Feng did not refuse.

As he walked along the path leading to the main hall, Mingze Feng's pace quickened.

They are becoming increasingly resolute.

Ruoye Mutsu is a good child.

At sixteen, neglected by family, friendless, suffering from depression, and even...

This is really terrible.

"..."

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a rapidly approaching shadow.

"Ok?"

No time to think about it.

The wind whistled in his ears. Before he could think, his body reacted first, bending his knees and crouching down.

brush--

Before he could even squat down completely, a fist suddenly grazed past his hair.

Ming Zefeng's breathing quickened. Just as he was about to speak, the sound of wind blew again. Before he could even think of what to do, his body instinctively raised his arms to protect his head, especially his temples.

"Huh?" How could it be dodged?

The woman behind him gritted her teeth, flipped her right leg in mid-air, and kicked him in the side with a gust of wind.

However, the kick landed directly on Mingze Feng's pre-positioned arm.

The pain from my arm shot straight to my shoulder blade.

Mingze Feng grabbed her ankle with his other hand.

Immediately afterward, a sense of skill that comes from countless repetitions surged within me. Spin, yes, spin her by her ankle, make her lose her balance, and then...

No, this is Xingge.

"What's wrong..."

"Gah! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! You dare kill me!"

Naruzawa Kaede tilted his head and looked at Iji Tomoka behind him.

The girl's face turned bright red, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"Is there some misunderstanding...?" he asked tentatively.

Xingge didn't answer, but instead turned around abruptly to make sure no one had come out of the room on the other side of the corridor before letting out a sigh of relief.

"You still dare to talk back!" she whispered, stamping her foot in anger. "Yesterday it was Yamada Ryo, and today another one appears. What the hell is going on?!"

Her gaze was fixed on his face like a nail, as if afraid he would run away. She turned back to confirm the direction, muttering, "My shop isn't the place for your live music party!"

Mingze Feng blinked, quickly going over what she had said in his mind.

—There's no intention to throw a party.

—But it does seem to be a sound party.

—No, something's not right...

Before Mingze Feng could figure it out, Xingge grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the other side.

Good opportunity...

If you tell Xingge directly that Mu is sick, that hot-tempered woman will definitely say you're meddling in other people's business.

Let's do it that way then.

Thinking this, Narusawa Kaede took a step forward and followed beside Ichiji Hoshika. He casually asked, "Hoshika, do you think music can always convey emotions?"

"You're really lucky I'm not out of knives. And music... do you want me to smash you with a big drum?!"

"Xingge, I'm serious!"

Ichiji Hoshika sneered, her hand swaying left and right like a knife.

"You think I'm joking?!"

Suddenly, Ichiji Hoshi's hand grasped empty air. Instead, Narusawa Kaede grabbed her wrist.

Immediately afterwards, she pressed her wrist against the wall. At the same time, Ijichi Hoshika's back was also pressed against the wall.

Mingze Feng's body pressed down on him as well.

[Wall slam? At this time?!]

In her haste, Ichiji Hoshika looked up and tried to see the way she had come. But around the corner, all she could see was a brightly lit corridor.

What if Nijika suddenly appears the next second?!

Ijichi Hoshika's mind raced, and almost instinctively she raised her leg to kick Narusawa Kaede away, but as soon as she moved, Narusawa Kaede seemed to have anticipated it, and with a knee strike, he directly suppressed her movement.

"what?!"

Xingge's eyes widened, and her breathing became erratic.

He pressed down on Ijichi Hoshika's wrists, calves, and chest.

Naruzawa Kaede placed Ijichi Hoshika's head on top of her and made her lean against the wall.

"Let me finish speaking, okay... Xingge."

"Let go! Are you fucking asking for death? I'll fight you with a knife!"

Ijichi Hoshika was not willing to do that. If Ijichi Nijika suddenly appeared, she would pack her belongings and flee Tokyo overnight!

But she dared not make any big movements, for fear that any unusual noise would attract Hongxia's attention.

Ijichi Hoshika lowered her voice.

When two people who have been honest with each other for so long start arguing, they always come up with words they can't even write down.

"I * & %$ #!"

Ming Zefeng shook his head, pressed down on her, and silenced her with a kiss.

"Well!"

Ijichi Hoshika gritted her teeth.

Mingze Feng didn't dare stick out his tongue either.

What Yamada Ryo wanted to do, Iji Tomokazu probably already did; what Yamada Ryo dared not do, Iji Tomokazu always wanted to do. That's the true value of the Water Demon King.

If you dare to stick your tongue out, Ichiji Hoshika really dares to bite. Maybe she'll chew it up and swallow it.

The muffled thunder of a heartbeat in my ear, accompanied by the sudden kiss, gradually calmed down.

Ijichi Hoshika thought in despair, "Have I completely gotten used to it...? And this Narusawa Kaede too!"

This arrogance is simply outrageous!

She tried to open her eyes wide, attempting to glare at Mingze Feng.

Mingze Feng stepped back slightly and said in a low voice, "Alright, alright, let me finish."

At such close range, Ichiji Hoshika's face flushed red, and her lips trembled slightly.

Naruzawa Kaede nuzzled Ijichi Hoshika's head against it.

Ijichi Seika pouted and whispered, "You think you can just fool me like this?"

"I didn't try to fool you."

Naruzawa Kaede loosened his grip on Ijichi Hoshika and took a half-step back.

"I'll be blunt, I need your help with Mu's matter. Give me an answer, whether you'll help or not."

Ijichi Seika took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down...

Chapter Fifty-Three: Wanting, Wanting to Go

Ijichi Hoshika leaned against the wall, glared at Naruzawa Kaede for several seconds, then turned her face away and muttered a curse under her breath.

"asshole......"

Mingze Feng's serious expression relaxed a bit, and he revealed a smile.

It wasn't that she felt good about being criticized, but rather it was Xingge's attitude.

The lack of further objection is considered tacit agreement.

Naruzawa Kaede hugged Ichiji Hoshika and kissed her a few more times.

Just as she closed her eyes, Ijichi Hoshika suddenly realized something was wrong. She hurriedly glanced back at the path she had come from.

Hongxia could appear at any moment, why would we kiss at a time like this!

"Hey hey..."

Ijichi Hoshika muttered to herself, gently pushing Naruzawa Kaede's chest with her palm, and then pulled him into the room next door.

The room, furnished with several dressing tables and a sofa, served as a temporary dressing room for the band.

As soon as she entered the room, Xingge's voice became louder, and she seemed quite excited.

"You didn't tell Hongxia about us, did you?"

"I remember everything I promised you, there's nothing wrong with that."

Naruzawa Kaede shook his head, and Ichiji Hoshika finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingze Feng noticed Xingge's change. He didn't tell Hongxia about their relationship, but he still put on a show of embracing two women in front of her.

Explaining their relationship to her sister Sang now is much more difficult.

Based on Mingze Feng's impression of Hongxia, she is the kind and thoughtful archangel on the screen, so she should understand, right?

Even the most understanding person might mention rising up and tearing the person who deceived their sister's feelings to pieces...

From this perspective, it seems that he, Xingge, and Liang have all reached a consensus on keeping this matter from Hongxia.

"Sigh." The sigh came from Xingge.

With her bottom resting against the edge of the table, Ijichi Seika crossed her arms and tried to look serious.

She tried for a while and then gave up.

With Mingze Feng around, it's impossible to be serious.

"Tell me what happened..."

Mingze Feng strode up to Xingge.

The distance between the two shortened further, and Ijichi Hoshika was a little out of breath. She leaned back and sat on the table.

Naruzawa Kaede's hand also landed on Ijichi Hoshika's waist.

Ijichi Hoshika's eyes were looking down, her knees were being spread apart by Naruzawa Kaede, and then spread outwards by Naruzawa Kaede's hips.

The two of them were standing so close together.

The way the two were sitting at that moment looked incredibly intimate.

For no apparent reason, a surge of anger rose within Ichiji Hoshika.

[When you're arguing, you hug me; when you're talking about serious matters, you hug me too. You, you, you...]

"I'm asking you something serious—"