Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Having a drunken encounter with a young girl can lead to serious trouble later. The fact that it happened once is enough.

Naruzawa Kaede dried his hands, but his thoughts were on someone in Tokyo. If she was drunk, Naruzawa Kaede would choose to stay with her, and when they were in high spirits, they could have a one-night stand. There was nothing wrong with that.

Speaking of which, Tokyo time is a full eight hours ahead of London time; it's almost 11 o'clock there now.

Ichi Seika is probably still asleep.

Before coming to London, we agreed to bring back souvenirs. After closing the shop in the morning, Ijichi Seika can probably sleep until the afternoon, or wake up hungry at noon and knock on Nijikata's door looking for something to eat.

I first started drinking with her because of a drunken Kikuri Hiroi. Where Kikuri Hiroi is, things always become... unusual.

Having maintained a close friendship with Kikuto Hiroi for so long, Narusawa Kaede knows that he has probably become part of that unusual group as well.

Naruzawa Kaede picked up the microphone, no longer paying attention to the girls fanning themselves with the backs of their hands. Instead, she played a song she remembered, "Sore ga Daiji".

"It's a good thing to throw in a bad thing and a good thing to run away from."

"駄目になりそうな时それが大事"

"Never yield, never give up, never run away, and always believe."

"The most important moment is when you're on the verge of collapse."

This is a very old song, so old that the original singer passed away before these girls were even born.

Shiina Maki pursed her lips, slowly cracking open peanuts, but also quieted down, listening to the lyrics in her ears.

Junda Mana turned her head and continued singing...

"It's a good thing to throw in a bad thing and a good thing to run away from."

"Things that cannot be failed, things that cannot be abandoned, things that cannot be escaped, things that must be firmly believed in."

"涙见せてもいいよそれをforgetting..."

Even if it brings tears, please don't forget these things.

......

Shiina Maki cupped her face in her hands; her stomach was still burning, but she was finally starting to feel better. Her gaze darted between Narusawa Kaede and Junta Mana.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

These two people are probably both in their early high school years. This song, while not exactly about someone who's experienced a lot of hardship, certainly suggests a difficult first half of their lives...

Shiina Maki sipped her drink and cracked open some peanuts. She was actually quite curious; these two were only teenagers, the same grade as her younger sister who had just started high school.

But one person is already a popular idol, while the other has many titles: a teenage musical prodigy, a talented lead singer who came to the music scene later in life, a phenomenal newcomer discovered by his former mentor, and a womanizer who messes around with band relationships.

To be honest, he's not bad-looking, and with that certain aura that Mingze Feng possesses, he's undeniably handsome.

At least the rumors about him are of him being a womanizer, not a scumbag who abandons his lovers after getting back together.

Shiina Maki's mind flashed back to her first temporary partner, the dignified young lady, and she shrank back.

But then she remembered the rumors surrounding Mingze Feng: injured girls should be careful of this guy, who often wins girls' hearts when he's a substitute bassist or guitarist.

According to a party involved who spoke out under their real name, Mingze Feng had relationships with many people. So many people, yet that young lady didn't seem to do anything...

"call....."

After finishing the song, Mana Junda seemed lost in thought, staring blankly into the corner of the room.

Mingze Feng handed her the microphone and casually asked, "Your songs are full of relief, why are you singing emo to yourself?"

"My dad sings this when he comes home from gambling... but when my mom gets drunk... Ugh? Mr. Feng is so mean, asking such a private question."

"It's my fault, it's my fault, I'll punish myself with a drink."

"It's nothing..."

Despite saying that, Junda Mana's eyes remained unchanged.

Mingze Feng pushed the fruit plate towards her again, and seeing that there were lollipops in it, she suddenly remembered a certain cat's action.

Naruzawa Kaede unwrapped the candy, reached out, and poked the lollipop near Junta Mana's face.

There was no response. Naruzawa Kaede reached out again and pressed the candy to Junda Mana's lips.

"ha..."

Junta Mana looked down at the lollipop that was almost to her lips, and her lips moved slightly.

You really are just like the rumors say... you like to take advantage of weaknesses.

Junda Mana muttered to herself, then asked, "Is this how you win over Hatsuka? But it won't work on me."

No, they're not quite the same...

Mingze Feng's lips trembled slightly. To be honest, Mingze Feng felt that he was already quite abnormal about the matter of the Triangle Chuhua, but it was obvious that the other side was even more abnormal.

“Lift it a little higher…” Junda Mana suddenly spoke up.

"Ugh?"

"never mind......"

Mana Junta ran her right hand across her forehead, and as she lowered her head, she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Then, she lowered her head, gently parted her lips, and took the candy into her mouth.

The tip of the tongue gently circles around and pulls back.

Ming Zefeng was startled, and his fingers unconsciously loosened their grip.

The candy slipped from her hand and was promptly taken into her mouth.

"Ugh...it's gone..."

Junta Mana bit into a candy stick and let out a faint whimper, her voice muffled, as if she were talking in her sleep or laughing.

The laughter was short, like speaking with a closed mouth.

But Mingze understood.

That kind of action doesn't get me going at all~

That's what Mana Junda said.

The girl blinked, her lips curving into a smile as she held the candy. As the candy and saliva mingled, her throat moved slightly.

Their eyes met, and Naruzawa Kaede realized that Junta Mana wasn't actually looking at him.

Junda Mana thought: The sugar in London is a bit too sweet.

"Um...so you two are quite close?"

It wasn't until Shiina Maki's voice rang out again that Junda Mana acted as if nothing had happened.

"Of course not. Maki-nee, please don't say things that could cause misunderstandings. As an idol, Mana-chan is supposed to be single!"

"Sigh...is that so?"

Maki Shiina really wanted to say that she wasn't blind...

"Is such that."

Junta Mana nodded seriously, then looked at Narusawa Kaede and blinked, "What do you think, Mr. Kaede?"

Mingze Feng always felt that there was something hidden in her words.

But... Mingze Feng swore he hadn't contacted Sankaku Hatsuka even once. Not even once.

Chapter 17 London Love Story: A Date with Shimizu

I spent the whole night with two beautiful girls, but nothing romantic happened. At most, we chatted about my sister, my boss, and sang a few songs.

They had some drinks, some food, and played the piano and trumpet. As a former ace of the brass band, Shiina Maki pulled out a trumpet from somewhere. Around 3 a.m., she got sleepy from drinking and fell asleep on the sofa.

The two professional singers, Mana Junda and Kaede Narusawa, sang one song after another in perfect harmony, from 3 a.m. to 6 p.m.

Mingze Feng played the guitar from three o'clock to six o'clock.

I don't know how Shiina Maki managed to sleep with all that noise.

London in the morning was shrouded in mist drifting over the Thames. The damp air made me feel tired after staying up all night; my clothes clung to my body, making me feel uncomfortable.

After leaving the KTV, the three of them walked eastward along the side path of the pedestrian street. The morning sun slowly rose, and the surrounding fog dissipated considerably.

Shiina Maki stretched and yawned, her shoulders outstretched, highlighting her excellent figure even more. Junda Mana was also exceptionally energetic, skipping a few steps ahead.

Mingze Feng, carrying his guitar, was also rubbing his shoulders.

"Tired?" Shiina Maki asked.

"I'm sleepy." (Mingze Feng)

"Miss Chuhua is coming today, would you like to go see her together?"

Suddenly, Naruzawa Kaede was no longer sleepy and didn't even hear what Shiina Riki said next.

"Then I won't go today," Mingze Feng said hastily.

"So Miss Chuhua isn't your next target?"

"So don't believe rumors."

Naruzawa Kaede glanced at Shiina Maki. This tall woman was leaning against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest, exuding a somewhat cold and imposing aura.

But that imposing aura vanished the moment she opened her mouth.

"If you're not going, that would be quite a coincidence. It's my first time in London, would you like to go sightseeing together?"

"Let's forget it, so that Ms. Maki doesn't become one of those people in the rumors." Naruzawa Kaede waved his phone. "I have plans."

Upon leaving the store, Naruzawa Kaede contacted Shimizu Eliza.

Shiina Maki smiled, shook her head, and sighed.

"She must be a very outstanding woman. Someone you like."

Not far ahead, Mana Junda spread her arms wide, like a kite on the ground, trying to take off in the wind.

Shiina Maki's eyes flickered as she waved to the taxi slowly approaching in the distance. Then she called Junta Mana over.

Despite staying up all night, Mana Junda was jumping and skipping around, as if she was full of curiosity about London at seven or eight o'clock.

The three waved goodbye.

Mingze Feng leaned against the guardrail on the side of the road. The iron guardrail was visibly rusty. Mingze Feng did not use any force, but gently leaned on it. Standing on the bank, he looked at the shimmering water on the river.

The daytime wind blows from the water; in this season where March and April intertwine, the riverside breeze still carries a chill. The damp air is enough to cure one's rhinitis in an instant.

After staying up all night, the heavy, humid air made my head feel dizzy and foggy.

Only a slight breeze can bring a moment of clarity.

At that moment, Mingze Feng felt a tap on the shoulder.

"You asked me to come over so early in the morning, and you're just standing there in the wind all by yourself?"

Shimizu Eliza waved the key in her hand, met Naruzawa Kaede's gaze, and then reached out and patted Naruzawa Kaede's shoulder twice.

The hand on the shoulder used considerable force this time.

Naruzawa Kaede lifted his head and shook it twice, then heard what Shimizu Eliza hadn't finished saying.

"Why do you look so haggard... What were you doing staying up all night?... "

“Ah, stop.” Eliza Shimizu added, “Let’s leave aside impure things; I’m still a baby.”

"Where do you find a baby who secretly draws in a notebook like this?"

"I was preparing for C116... Wait, how did you know about that?!"

Mingze Feng thought to himself that he was indeed dizzy, and all sorts of things were floating out of his mouth.

"What else could it be? I just saw it by chance."

"Then there's nothing we can do..."

Eliza Shimizu didn't seem to care much either, leaning against the railing like Kaede Narusawa, gazing at the palace complex across the river...

Although described as a palace complex, it's not actually very large. London is characterized by its predominantly ancient architectural styles—long, narrow, and towering, often featuring spires. The most famous building is Westminster Palace, located across the river, which is also where the British Parliament meets, hence its other name, the Houses of Parliament.

It is worth mentioning that the world-famous Big Ben is part of this palace.