Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

If only...Xiangzi could be like that.

If... Maple could just keep looking at me like this, that would be wonderful.

Never before had Wakaba Muku felt his heartbeat so clearly.

"want to......"

"If you'd like, then go up on stage and give it a try!"

Before her eyes, Ichiki Nijika was still saying encouraging words.

The two of them were not on the same wavelength.

If Ye Mu is mostly out of sync with people other than herself, she has become somewhat numb and disheartened.

But this time...

My fingers slowly glide across the guitar strings, feeling the sensation of my fingertips.

Never before had Wakaba Muku felt his heartbeat so clearly.

Ruoye Mu's gaze shifted, meeting once again in the eyes of Naruzawa Kaede on the stage.

He is waiting for her.

Her heart skipped a beat.

A voice came from the depths of my heart.

—I want to go.

.........

At this point, the performance on stage seems irrelevant.

Of course, once the performance starts, it has to continue.

Narusawa Kaede and Wakaba Mutsumi took to the stage together, and their skills were definitely up to par. Yamada Ryo got tired halfway through the performance, so he left the two of them to have fun while he went backstage to get a drink.

But... which brand of Mu is this guy playing with metal and waving his fingers so freely?

They change three times a day, each one quirky and unpredictable. The only things that remain constant are their delicate features and the unspoken understanding of maintaining the same distance between them.

If Naruzawa Kaede takes a step back, Wakaba Mutsu will do the same. If Naruzawa Kaede extends his hand, Wakaba Mutsu will not hesitate to put it in his mouth.

Even Mingze Feng had some doubts: if they went to a hotel tonight, would Mu bring a condom or take medication...?

Of course this is a joke.

Ruoye Mutsu could be a caring younger sister handing you water after a performance, a mysterious netizen secretly sending photos of her legs in white stockings, or a loyal fan sitting quietly in the audience.

It could also be a passionate girl playing the guitar freely alongside you during a performance.

But it absolutely cannot be a bed partner.

Otherwise, Toyokawa Shoko would really kill someone.

When Wakaba Mutsu came to his side.

With his keen eyes, Naruzawa Kaede noticed that Wakaba Mutsu had changed again.

Fortunately, Mingze Feng had already prepared himself mentally. Even though the underlying problem hasn't been resolved, it's good that tonight's performance can help relieve the pressure Mu has been under in M ​​group.

At least today, Mu had a good time.

Chapter 54 The Distance Suddenly Closed

The spotlights flashed overhead, sometimes blindingly bright.

While Wakaba Mutsumi was half-hidden in the shadows, Yamada Ryo made an excuse to slip away.

Naruzawa Kaede stood in the spotlight, holding a bass guitar, but positioned himself as the lead vocalist in the center. Beside him, Wakaba Mutsu's breathing was somewhat disordered, clearly indicating that he was a little nervous.

Mingze Feng's fingers hooked around the neck of the violin, feeling that the scene was somewhat familiar.

With a newcomer by their side, bass guitar slung over their arm, they stand on stage, facing dozens or even hundreds of audience members...

This wasn't the first time he'd done this, and Naruzawa Kaede still had many feelings about it.

There are always newcomers on stage, veterans mentoring newcomers, and newcomers becoming veterans themselves. My first time was following Hiroi Kikuri on stage... oh, how did she do it again...?

"If you're unhappy about something, just shout it out later."

When Ruoye Mu looked up, she met Narusawa Kaede's eyes.

The stage lights were so dazzling that they exploded brilliantly behind Mingze Feng, reflecting in his eyes and refracting a seven-colored halo like shattered diamonds.

As Ruo Yemu was captivated by the seven-colored light, she suddenly remembered—

The same light shone from the moment Shoko Toyokawa stood beside the piano.

She was lost in that light, as if the whole world had shrunk to just that one image.

However, now, the people in the picture...

It's Naruzawa Kaede.

Ruoye Muku stared blankly at Narusawa Kaede, swallowing the saliva that made her heart flutter.

"It's time to go on stage," said Mingze Feng.

A slight smile appeared on Naruzawa Kaede's lips as he casually tossed his head toward the stage. At the same time, his hand reached into the shadows outside the stage and gripped Wakaba Mutsu's wrist.

Naruzawa Kaede could feel that the palms of the two hands clasped together were slightly damp, as it was Ruoye Mutsu's palms that were secreting sweat.

Ruo Yemu then came to her senses and suddenly felt herself move. The force applied to her wrist made her lean forward.

He was directly dragged onto the dazzling stage by Mingze Feng.

In an instant, the stage lights covered her entire body.

Ruoye Mu subconsciously hunched her shoulders, her vision blurring.

The spotlight was blindingly white, and Ruo Yemu subconsciously squinted, but then the light became less glaring.

It was Mingze Feng's body that blocked the blinding light.

Ruoye Mu took a deep breath.

"...Maple, I want to be with you."

"Together..."

As soon as Ruoye Mu spoke, Mingze Feng, who had been watching her, chimed in, interrupting her.

"Want to play together? No problem," Mingze Feng said.

Immediately afterwards, Naruzawa Kaede pulled Wakaba Mutsu along and walked towards the center of the stage without looking back.

If Ye Mu wanted to say something, Mingze Feng could see it. But at this moment, was he going to make a secret pact with Xiao Mu to pledge their lives to each other? Don't be ridiculous, Yamada Ryo just stepped down, he trusts you won't mess around.

Moreover... perhaps Xiangzi is right there in some corner right now, and there's precedent for this kind of thing.

On stage, spotlights flashed, and the light pierced through the air, making it seem as if the sky itself was trembling.

Even if there is no sky on the stage.

Ruo Ye Mu still felt that at this moment, she was like a kite, being pulled back to the sky by Ming Ze Feng.

The trembling sky, like a dreamlike bubble, embraced her.

but...

Before me, the sky is azure, and the clouds drift by—

It vanished in an instant.

As Naruzawa Kaede let go.

Before Ruoye Muku's eyes, the audience seats below the stage were completely dark, with only the light from fluorescent screens and mobile phone screens visible.

The kite lost its sky. Ruoye Mu trembled, and when she looked around, her gaze fell on Mingze Feng, and she stopped in her tracks.

Wakaba Mutsu was panting.

As Ye Mu stood under the lamplight, her fingertips touched the strings of the piano. Her breathing was slightly disordered, and a few strands of hair fell across her forehead, indicating that she had been sweating quite a bit.

The audience looked up at them; some frowned and whispered among themselves, while others raised their phones, pointing the cameras at her.

“Many people are watching us.”

The thought flashed through his mind, and Ruoye Mu's heart skipped a beat.

If Xiang sees this!

Naruzawa Kaede withdrew his gaze from Wakaba Mutsu and raised his hand to sweep it across the bass guitar in front of him.

With a dull bass vibration, the person closest, Mutsuka Wakaba, slightly opened his mouth. The vibration traveled from his ears to his brain, then shot straight to his heart, exploding with a bang.

The short, dull, and powerful rhythm swept through the entire venue, like some kind of invisible current, coursing through everyone's limbs and brains.

"Mumu, just like when we played it before. Crazy Train, do you still remember how to play it?"

The melody of Crazy Train shifts between an A major prelude and a minor key.

The bass guitar seemed to swirl the air in the room.

Crazy Train, a representative work of heavy metal rock, is characterized by the repeated layering of powerful chords and simple yet powerful rhythmic variations.

When Mingze Feng presses the fretboard with one hand and pounds the body of the bass with the other, he performs a purely percussion-like performance.

Ruoye Mu's fingers moved unconsciously.

"Mental wounds not healing——"

"Life's a bitter shame——"

Mingze Feng lowered his breath and roared out the lyrics.

Guitars and basses intertwined on stage, their continuous strumming striking the heads of every audience member.

The audience members below the stage were originally just watching, but under the intense rhythm, some couldn't help but sway to the beat, and some gently tapped their feet.

If Ye Mu lowered her head to play the piano, her eyes would always unconsciously drift to her side, to Ming Zefeng.

The moment she met Mingze Feng's gaze, the girl would drop her head like a frightened bird.

If... for a lifetime...

Ruo Yemu's breathing quickened.

"..."

Mingze Feng clicked his tongue in amazement.

Just then, someone in the audience suddenly shouted—

"Wait! That bassist... is it Naruzawa Kaede?!"

"That's Wakaba Mutsumi, right? Minami's daughter?"

My breath suddenly stopped for a second.

But only Naruzawa Kaede's.

Naruzawa looked down at the spot where the gasps had just come from below the stage, but Ruoye Mu seemed completely unconcerned.

Whether it's Minami or anything else.

Wakaba Mutsu wanted to be here.

Ruoye Mu raised her head, facing the spotlight, and looked at Narumawa Kaede standing to one side.

Before she could look over, Mingze Feng looked away and continued playing, completely absorbed in the music, as if he hadn't heard the noisy discussions.

But...Wakaba Mutsu murmured, moving even closer to Narusawa Kaede.

"want to..."

If only I could stay by Kaede's side forever.

"Happy... let's play the piano together..."