Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

This shame, this humiliation, this...

Even Mitsumaki herself didn't notice. She slightly raised her body.

Mingze Feng looked at his hands, his fingertips trembling slightly. He glanced at his phone, its screen off, and tapped it twice.

19:32

He muttered a curse under his breath and rubbed his temples.

"......Hold."

Stop...

Once again, he placed his palm on that reddened skin. The girl was already very sensitive, and even such a gentle touch could cause her to tremble.

That's a bit too much...

It's just that Triangle Chuhua is too infuriating.

Mingze Feng was definitely not after anything behind Xiangzi. If you really count it, his body counts as one thing, and his great appearance counts as another.

"It's not wrong to take Xiangzi as a role model, but you... your yearning is the furthest distance from understanding."

"You're even further from what you aspire to. You don't even qualify as a clumsy imitation. You've painted a facade for yourself, thinking you can succeed?"

Misaka Chuka buried her head in the pillow and mumbled, "I...I'm not..."

Mingze Feng rubbed his temples, sighed, and moved his hand away. Then, he sat up on the bed, looked at Sanjiao Chuhua who was still lying there, and said,

"Your body is a very precious thing. Don't do this again. You have a bright future ahead of you, so don't always try to write rubbish."

In the quiet room, the faint sound of Sanjiao Chuhua could be heard.

"Um......"

Ming Zefeng shook his arms, pondered for a moment, and stood up.

"I'm leaving..."

"I'll call Xiangzi again later. When I get back, I'll personally go to her and terminate your contract."

"Whether it's lead vocals or guitar, I'll step up."

"That's it. I don't want to say anything more to you..."

With each word Mingze Feng spoke, Sanjiao Chuhua's body, lying on the bed, would tremble.

A few words echoed repeatedly in her ears.

There's only one meaning behind Mingze Feng's words—

Get out of Xiangzi's sight.

No... this...

The footsteps faded into the distance. Sankaku Hatsuka shifted her head, her vision blurry, and she could almost see the figure disappear through the door.

This is the man.

He pinned her to the bed, tied her up, and beat her.

He gave her a severe scolding.

Now she also wants to... take Xiangzi with her... leave her world.

"don't want..."

The string that has supported Triangle Chuhua all the way to where it is today has finally snapped.

"no..."

"I really... value Xiao Xiang very much..."

"It's true... I want to be like her, someone who shines..."

Even before the sound, her arms moved. She propped herself up, rolled off the bed, and didn't even care about the pain of her bottom hitting the sheets.

Triangle Chuhua swayed and stood up. The pain in her back, the pain in her throat...

The important thing now is...

The important thing is—!

"do not go!"

Tears already filled her eyes; at this moment, all that could be seen in Sanka Chuka's eyes was Naruzawa Kaede's arm waving beside his trouser leg.

Right there, seize it, seize what this world has to offer.

Say it out loud...

"Stop for a second—"

"Oge ga yi!"

Mingze Feng was suddenly pulled back by her, turning his head to look at Sanjiao Chuhua's face. The girl's eyes were wide with excitement, and they were red-rimmed.

"Without you all, I..."

"open--"

Mingze Feng tugged at his hand, but couldn't budge it for a moment.

Because of this, Misaka Chuka lost all her strength and slid down to her knees along Naruzawa Kaede's arm.

Sanjiao Chuhua's head rested against the back of Mingze Feng's hand.

A voice, trembling with sobs, rang out.

"What can we do to get you back—"

"I'll do anything I can!"

Chapter 9 The aloof idol doesn't flirt.

You are very angry.

The restroom on the first floor of the hotel.

Mingze Feng watched the man beside him leave, then turned his gaze back to the large mirror in front of the sink.

You're angry, you're angry because of Mitsuka. But not because she brought it on herself. Are you angry at her for not standing up for herself? You're not exactly a saint yourself.

You are angry.

[Around Sanjiao Chuhua, the constant refrains are: "I want to become a warm person like Xiangzi," "I want to become a shining person like Xiangzi," "If only Xiangzi were here," "All of this is the suffering one has to endure by staying by Xiangzi's side," "Just consider it being fucked by a dog."]

The scene in the room, of course, won't be forgotten so quickly.

The words beside Misaka Chuka flashed: "[To become a person like Xiangzi]", while she forced a fawning smile, "I'll do anything you ask."

You felt nauseous.

Mingze Feng repeated the action of washing his hands. His eyes, raised, watched the words appear and disappear line by line.

No objections were raised.

When you see Mikami Hatsuka regarding Toyokawa Shoko as a treasure and worshipping her as a role model, you develop extra patience for her, and it's not because she's good-looking.

I genuinely think that face is quite good-looking.

Yes, but that's not the main reason.

[Being warmed by Xiangzi, I also want to become someone who warms others like Toyokawa Xiangzi—what a beautiful vision]

You are puzzled as to why such a noble aspiration would produce such a woman.

You yearn for it; you understand Xiangzi's warmth better than anyone, and therefore...

You grew increasingly disgusted by her weakness, her submissiveness, and even her "hypocritical" acceptance of everything.

[Sanjiao Chuhua wanted to become someone who truly possessed the sharpness and strength of Xiangzi, rather than someone who chose to endure hardship and make excuses.]

[While living as the opposite, she also held high the banner of Xiangzi.]

You are so angry.

Mingze Feng couldn't help but say, "Don't drag Xiangzi into this."

[Ha... Then, after making a deliberately unreasonable request, you slapped him across the face.]

[With a snap]

[Louder than when the drums are being played]

"..."

Is such that.

When Sanjiao Chuhua knelt down in a shocking act, the golden words around her surged. As she pleaded, words like "endure," "Xiangzi," "shining," and "just fucked" popped up all around her.

The writing was crooked and distorted.

Mingze Feng only managed to make out two words from it...

"What a joke! What do you take Xiangzi for?!" That's what you just said.

Why would someone like that appear around Xiangzi? Your thoughts are even stronger than the gravity of Sanjiao Chuhua, and you even felt a good feeling when you slapped him.

How could it be... even worse...?

"..."

Mingze Feng smacked his lips.

The text continued to scroll, revealing many things that even Mingze Feng found difficult to say.

In short, you felt great.

This can be left unmentioned...

"..."

You noticed something was wrong with her when her buttocks were slapped, but you continued anyway, watching her blush and her afraid to resist...

This is an experience I've never had before.

You feel extremely satisfied.

[It really was a lot of fun!]

Once I've said this, I don't want to bring it up again.

“I…” Mingze Feng wanted to refute, but he was powerless to defend himself.

The writing continues.

[Hatsuka's body became more sensitive, and you were having a great time drumming.]

"..."

You then felt you shouldn't have done that, which is why you came here to wash your hands.

[SM practices are quite extreme; are you worried about them getting hurt?]

You're right to be afraid of your feelings.

She also felt great.

Mingze Feng rubbed his hands together vigorously again, glancing sharply at the narrator.

I'll have to throw this thing away sooner or later.

You were scared.

When Misaka Chuka was slapped in the face, and instead revealed a seductive demeanor, her voluptuous body trembling uncontrollably, you knew that some things were beyond your control.

Because the art style has changed.

"The art style has changed, how can that thing be broadcast?"

[Yes, you can. Aren't you enjoying it?]

[You slapped her. As you left, when she shouted that she would do anything, you delivered a solid slap to her face. Hitting people, hitting women, this isn't the first time you've done it.]