Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

He found a cigarette and handed it to Mingze Feng.

"Hold it tight, I want to take a picture."

Mingze Feng didn't understand what she wanted to do. Sometimes, even if he could see her and know what she was doing, understanding her was still very difficult.

but...

As Mingze Feng pondered, the flash of the camera ignited...

Well, there wasn't a single light on in the room, it was pitch black, so it's no wonder that Mingze Feng managed to press it down with just one paw.

Is there anything else to say?

Ichika chuckled as she added captions to the picture, then thought for a moment and decided to block Nijika before posting it on her Moments.

Naruzawa Kaede fiddled with her phone. Ryo sent a message saying she and Hiroi Kikuri had gone to visit Eliza.

"..."

These three women got together...

Mingze Feng clicked his tongue. "Fine, let them be," he thought. "Let's check out the songs they've been uploading lately." His fan count had gradually surpassed ten thousand, and his SickHack account had amassed sixty or seventy thousand followers.

At that moment, a jarring comment caught my eye.

The lead singer's guitar playing is mediocre, not as good as the bassist's. The bassist's guitar playing is also poor, and the guitarist and bassist's singing is also not good.

"You overdid it while singing!"

"..."

...Sigh, this comment.

It was just a low-level account. Looking through the other comments, I found that the same thing was said only under a video that had been taken down.

Ming Zefeng pursed her lips, looking with satisfaction at the netizens' rebuttals.

When will the lead singer go solo?

"proceed if you can."

"This is the best original song I've heard in the last ten years!"

Mingze Feng couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Stop daydreaming." Ijichi Hoshika stretched out her head and bumped into Narusawa Kaede's arm.

"???"

Naruzawa Kaede glanced at Ijichi Hoshika with a strange look, and then saw the obscene and offensive text beside her.

Damn, you're so engrossed in watching videos that you've forgotten about me, haven't you?

Mingze Feng simply turned off his phone, letting Yiji Zhixingge know why his butt was red. Just then, another message popped up.

Wakaba Mutsumi: [Image]

Mingze Feng was forcibly restrained, his expression stiffening for a moment. He knew what it was without even clicking, but he was still drawn to the unexpected photo.

Should I take a look? Hmm... at least reply to the message first. Xiao Mu seems so mentally unstable; let's not upset her.

Looking at the pictures is secondary.

Thinking this, Mingze Feng put on a stern face and opened the chat interface.

Ichika Hoshika lay half-reclined on the bed, her eyes half-closed. She wondered: What is Narusawa Kaede thinking? Does he want to continue? After all, what about that hand gesture earlier...?

Well, let's wait a bit longer.

After all, they were both exhausted.

Ichika chuckled softly, gazing sweetly at Naruzawa Kaede.

There was silence, but no awkwardness.

The matter had just ended, but it wasn't really over yet; the afterglow lingered. Just a few centimeters apart, their body heat touched.

This feeling, a fleeting moment of bliss, is priceless.

No wonder so many people like to have one at this time, and even describe it as "as happy as an immortal".

Even the aftertaste is so delicious.

Also, my legs, back, and throat are all tired.

Although I feel sticky, I don't really want to move. I'll take a shower later, but not now.

Silence lingered, but both of them, without prior agreement, chose to remain inactive at that moment.

Suddenly, Ichiji Hoshika broke the silence with a sigh.

"Anyway... I still did it..."

Thinking about it carefully, when they entered this room, both of them knew what was going to happen and what would happen.

When their eyes met again, Mingze Feng remembered the saying, "You want to sleep with her, and she wants to sleep with you." Similarly, Yiji Zhixingge knew at a glance that Mingze Feng had seen through her thoughts, and he also coveted her body.

The reason why Ichika Hoshika sent Nijika away so early was precisely for this.

Has the process been completed? Yes, it has, but since it's just a formality, there's not much to say about it.

Did I do it? Yes, but it went so smoothly that even finishing it felt like a effortless process with nothing particularly noteworthy.

On the contrary, only after finishing did Ichiji Seika have time to calm down and think about what she had done.

For example... having a 15-year-old boy lie down and do squats.

For example... after you've finished with the boy, let him hold a cigarette and post it on his social media with a smug look on his face.

"Damn it, what did I do?!"

Ijichi Hoshika exclaimed in surprise.

When Naruzawa Kaede looked over, Ijichi Hoshika grabbed his arm and leaned her face in.

In a panic, Mingze Feng glanced at the large white drum on the screen, then subtly moved his phone aside, trying to avoid any potential risks.

"Maple, how old are you?" Ichiji Hoshika asked.

Naruzawa Kaede didn't know what to say...

Age is an easy answer, but the words of Ijichi Hoshika, interwoven with desire, confusion, and surprise...

"Isn't there supposed to be a period of spiritual tranquility?" Mingze Feng sighed inwardly. "Wouldn't it be better to just lie quietly in bed?"

Mingze Feng is very relaxed now, clearing his mind. Nothing could be better than this. Even when looking at pictures on his phone, he can only appreciate them and analyze them technically. He just wants to go in and take a... cough, I should say take a picture.

The angle from which Wakaba Mutsu took the photo was really bad.

...But after finishing, Ichika's mind seemed to be filled with even more complicated thoughts.

So dating has this troublesome side.

After thinking it over, Mingze Feng decided that he could report it to his superiors.

"I'm about seventeen years old (by the traditional Chinese age reckoning)..."

"That's alright, that's alright..."

Ijichi Hoshika repeated it twice, as if trying to convince herself.

Women, especially women in their post-coital period, are truly strange creatures. They are irrational, because they are not rational in normal times, and they also become unemotional, because dopamine drains their sentimentality.

As a result, their thoughts jumped around and became chaotic.

Silence filled the room. It seemed that Ijichi Hoshika was no longer in serious trouble, so she lay back on the pillow, tilting her head to look at Narusawa Kaede.

Mingze Feng's phone screen lit up. He glanced at it and saw it was Mu again.

"Hmm...?" Ijichi Hoshika suddenly frowned, thinking about how Narusawa Kaede had dodged earlier.

"Whose message?"

Mingze Feng glanced at his phone screen.

The opened interface clearly shows...

A huge, face-hugging drum—upon closer inspection, it resembled Xiaomu wearing the Moon Forest school uniform. Perhaps still shy, she covered her skirt with her hand, but because of this, her slender fingers perfectly outlined her rounded curves...

And that breathtaking size... too big to hold in one hand.

Even if you only glanced at it or gave it a quick look.

Mingze Feng still felt that this picture was imprinted in his mind. The composition was too perfect, and the close-up of the face was too shocking.

The most direct feeling is...

That place has moved.

Forced awakening from the period of spiritual awakening.

Ming Zefeng couldn't help but swallow hard, his heart pounding, while a cold sweat broke out on his back, a feeling of guilt creeping in.

He had developed feelings for another woman while they were in the same bed; how could he possibly explain this to Xingge?

Ruoye... Naruzawa Kaede swallowed back what she wanted to say, returned to the homepage, turned off her phone, and tossed it aside.

Ruoye Mutsu's pictures are getting bolder and bolder; I'll definitely have to give her a good talking-to later!

Now, get back on your horse! Let's get through this first!

......

On the other side, in the Roppongi villa townhouse, in Wakaba's home.

I had just finished dinner when someone called.

The call went directly to Mutsumi Wakaba's cell phone.

“Saki…”

The first thing she said was work; she had a new script to familiarize herself with, and the music was finished. She was asked to find problems.

"So strong..." Ruoye Mu thought to herself, nodded, and said, "Okay..."

Xiangzi said that she would coordinate everyone during the performance, and Mu only needed to sit there and recite her lines.

Wakaba Mutsu nodded: "I will try my best."

She wanted to persuade Xiangzi to take a break. He was pushing himself too hard with composing music, writing scripts, rehearsing, and communicating with the venue, lighting, and management company.

Mingze Feng said we could hang out with him. It would be even better if Xiangzi could come too. Xiangzi could relax, and everyone could have fun...

But before Wakaba Mutsu could speak, Toyokawa Shoko calmly followed up with a sentence.

It's like preparing a draft before making a phone call.

Xiangzi said that it was not right for Hailing to not come often. Mujica was different from those disbanded groups. Since she had joined, she should come and participate in activities together.

Wakaba Mutsumi nodded: "Saki, you... okay, I'll tell Hailin. You..."

Perhaps it was because Wakaba Mutsumi's voice was too soft, or perhaps it was because Toyokawa Shoko's voice was too hurried; in any case, Wakaba Mutsumi's voice was interrupted by Toyokawa Shoko.

"By the way, did you contact Feng later? I need to talk to him about something."

"Hmm... looking for Feng?"

Ruo Yemu was taken aback. At this moment, she stopped talking about letting Xiangzi rest, feeling rather guilty.

Why are you asking me?

Remembering the video her mother played on her way home, Ruoye Mu lowered her head, her heart pounding.

The phone emitted a buzzing sound, faint and intermittent. Whether it was a hallucination or not, Ruo Yemu could also hear Xiangzi's breathing.

Is Xiangzi... angry...?

As Ruoye Mu listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, her fingers gripping the phone so tightly that her nails turned white, and her entire arm began to tremble.

"Muzimi? Are you still listening?"

Ruo Yemu took a deep breath and said:

"...I'm here. Xiang, I'm so sorry..."

"..."