Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Chihaya Aine sat back down, her lips pressed together, her face flushed, and she kept fanning herself with her palms to cool down.

Even though her nervousness and excitement were palpable, the girl simply smiled lightly, her tone relaxed, as if only the hem of her clothes was slightly dirty.

"Thank goodness, it was a success! Ta-da! As long as I talk to the shop assistant..."

"Speaking English isn't that hard. I'll try again at school tomorrow..."

Chihaya Aine sat down and sighed softly.

"..."

She wouldn't just stay in England looking so fresh and beautiful, would she?

They chatted for a while longer. Naruzawa asked her how her studies abroad were going, while Chihaya Aine inquired about the inside story of his band.

Then Chihaya Aine received news that surprised her but wasn't so surprising: it turned out that Narusawa Kaede was the same age as her.

Thinking about it carefully, the bands that hang out with those bands are probably also top-tier bands aiming for the top of Tokyo.

At that moment, Chihaya Aine glanced at her phone.

"Oh dear, it's already this late... Is Mr. Feng still waiting for someone? I'll head back now..."

In fact, Mingze Feng had only been sitting here for a little over ten minutes.

Judging from the narration, Chihaya Aine just wanted to go back to her rented apartment to edit her own videos. Seeing the person in question right there made Chihaya Aine feel ashamed even to open her tablet.

and...

Chihaya Aine gripped her phone tightly.

At this point, Mingze Feng was already in her friend list.

"It's getting better and better..."

Chihaya Aine couldn't help but hum softly.

[I was so glad I decided to study abroad here...]

I walked out of the fast food restaurant.

Chihaya Aine's eyes widened.

The raindrops on the streets of London are always fine and silent.

Chihaya Aine couldn't help but complain: This weather is just too London-esque.

The neon lights washed over the shimmering rain. A chill ran through her, and Chihaya Aine couldn't help but shiver.

"This awful weather, I really want to take a bath..."

Chihaya Aine had only taken a few steps out of the store when the sound of rain behind her was suddenly interrupted by something.

Footsteps—hurried, chaotic, and extremely close.

"Ugh?"

Chihaya Aine turned around abruptly, but before her eyes could fully meet the gaze, a tall, dark figure rushed towards her from the side.

With a "whoosh," the man suddenly grabbed the bag from her shoulder. At the same time, another person quickly approached, reaching into his trench coat, a metallic glint flashing coldly in the dim streetlights.

That thing is... a knife!?

Chihaya Aine held her breath, her mind going completely blank.

"Robbery!" she screamed, her words tumbling out in a panic.

Almost instinctively, she made an extremely foolish move.

Instinctively, she gripped the bag strap tightly with her other hand.

"Don't move! Shut up!"

"iPhone! Give me an iPhone!"

Two low growls, mixed with accents, exploded almost right next to my ears.

Chihaya Aine was still clutching her bag tightly when the umbrella floated up in the air, then crashed down and rolled onto the muddy ground.

The tall man in black robes pressed down on him, lowering his head and whispering, "Don't make me do it!"

Chihaya Aine's face turned pale. Even though she didn't understand what was going on, she knew what was happening.

Despite having no experience, she kept shouting.

But the knife was already drawn.

Chihaya Aine's legs went weak.

Just then, a slender arm reached out from the side and patted the black-robed man on the shoulder without warning.

"Hey Bro, what about freebies?"

The sound was faint, yet it clearly pierced through the sound of the rain.

The man in black robes paused for a moment, then turned to look—

A fist is coming straight at you!

"Bam—!"

The man in the black robe tilted his head to one side, and like a raincoat that had been knocked off, he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

The other man had just pulled out his knife when he was suddenly struck by a sharp pain in his leg and was swiftly kicked to the ground.

Chihaya Aine's bag chain also broke. Her legs went weak, and she didn't care about the rain stains on the ground as she slumped down.

My head is buzzing.

Suddenly, the rain stopped falling on her head.

Chihaya Aine heard a familiar voice from above.

"So there are free shopping options in the UK too?"

“It should be ‘mugging’...street robbery,” Chihaya Aine replied instinctively.

She raised her head. Ming Zefeng stood in the rain, his coat already soaked and his hair slightly disheveled.

And... that umbrella that Mingze Feng was holding above her head.

"..."

The wind picked up, and rain splashed onto Chihaya Aine's face. The girl stared blankly at the man's profile, somewhat dazed.

The raindrops pattered on the umbrella, making a soft rustling sound, as if time itself had slowed down.

"Hey, hey..." Mingze Feng said helplessly, "Is this the time to admire handsome guys? Are you busy?"

"No, not at all..."

Chihaya Aine swallowed hard, then said, "No, it's nothing... I—"

As she spoke, her pupils contracted, and she shouted, "Behind you!"

Naruzawa Kaede also felt a gust of wind behind her. She loosened her umbrella, tilting it to the side, and Chihaya Aine subconsciously raised her hand.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Narusawa Kaede simply turn slightly to the side, dodging the short sword that came from behind. Then, she raised her hand and grabbed the arm of the person supporting the sword, pulling and pressing it to the side in a way that Chihaya Aine could hardly understand.

With a tearing, painful scream, the robber's wrist was violently pressed behind his back, and he fell to his knees like a rag doll, the dagger clattering into the puddle.

Ming Zefeng kicked the knife away with a clean, fluid motion.

Those who stopped to watch the spectacle shouted "Chinese kungfu!" in English.

Does this have anything to do with Chinese Kung Fu...?

Naruzawa Kaede didn't know if the free fighting he learned from Wakaba Mutsu had anything to do with Chinese Kung Fu, but it was clear that it wasn't using the international definition, but was a true unrestricted fighting technique.

Maybe.

I never imagined that, aside from wrestling with Xiangzi, I'd actually be able to use it one day...

Chihaya Aine was still half-squatting on the ground, clutching the umbrella that Narusawa Kaede had given her. Her face was still wet from the rain, and her hair clung damply to her cheeks, but her gaze remained fixed on Narusawa Kaede.

That look—

Just like when I first saw Ultraman Tiga, Kamen Rider, and Armor Hero as a child, I couldn't take my eyes off them.

Seeing her like this, Mingze Feng clicked his tongue. For Mingze Feng, the real trouble might just be having another fangirl.

"Were you scared out of your wits?" Naruzawa Kaede waved his hand in front of Chihaya Aine's eyes. "Should I take you to the hospital again?"

"Ah—yes, yes, yes!"

Chihaya Aine snapped back to reality, quickly took out her phone and started making a call, her ears turning so red they were practically steaming.

[Seriously...he's so handsome...ahhh, I didn't take a picture...ah...]

Ming Zefeng glanced at her a few times and sighed inwardly.

What's done is done, so let it be. We can't exactly make the girl roll around in the rain and lose her favor right now...

Naruzawa Kaede got up and walked back to Chihaya Aine's side, picked up her umbrella that had been blown away by the wind at some point, and opened it.

"Alright, Ms. Director, let's go back."

"what?"

"Aren't you a director? I saw you were quite focused on your tablet just now."

"What...?" Chihaya Aine tilted her head in confusion, feeling that something about what Narusawa Kaede said was off. But she couldn't understand it.

But editing videos...

Meeting Narusawa Kaede's gaze, Chihaya Aine looked away guiltily.

"I...I didn't edit your video!" Chihaya Aine muttered softly, clutching her bag as if she were holding onto some little secret.

Mingze Feng smiled. "You didn't cut mine? Then why are you in such a panic?"

"I—I was—"

"Alright, alright, let's go. I'll walk you part of the way. Go back and take a hot shower, don't catch a cold."

Mingze Feng shook his umbrella. It was raining quite heavily, and although he was soaked, he still held it up.

Chihaya Aine kept her head down, but she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth from her lips.

[Ahhh, that's so unfair...]

This is a classic storyline...

Chihaya Aine swallowed.

She grasped the hand that Mingze Feng had extended to her.

She's still on the ground, not up yet.

The two were chatting away when suddenly the surrounding crowd gasped in surprise, and even the tourists recording the video seemed to leap out of their skin.

Chihaya Aine and Narusawa Kaede faced each other and first saw behind Narusawa Kaede that the robber who had fallen to the ground had somehow gotten up and was holding a gun that appeared out of nowhere.

"gun!"

Chihaya Aine's face paled, and she almost instinctively took a step back.

Mingze Feng reacted much faster than her.

His hand landed on Chihaya Aine's shoulder, grabbing the handbag the girl was still holding with one hand, and shoving Chihaya Aine away with the other.

boom--!

There was no time to think about where the opponent had hit.

Mingze Feng threw the bag hard at the man's face, hitting the robber's wrist almost straight. Another gunshot rang out in the rain, and this time Mingze Feng saw it clearly.

The bullet shot straight towards the ground from the muzzle. The flying dirt shattered the rain, and Ming Zefeng dashed forward, instantly closing the distance to the robber.

Mingze Feng could even see that angry yet astonished face.

Before the other party could react, Ming Zefeng struck his wrist with a heavy blow. As the gun fell to the ground, he kneed the robber in the abdomen and then shoved him to the ground with a palm strike.

At this moment, Mingze Feng kicked the half-wet gun backward and took a deep breath.

It wasn't that he was pretending to be an expert, but... he had a headache.

Just now, it suddenly rushed up.