Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

A gentle sea breeze blows.

On the back of Naruzawa Kaede's hand, Shimizu Eliza's palm pressed down.

Naruzawa Kaede grabbed her hand in return. He held it tightly, the kind that Shimizu Eliza couldn't break free from.

Although, Shimizu Eliza never managed to break free.

"maple..."

"Ok?"

"It's been almost five or six days since the performance ended."

"eight days."

Naruzawa Kaede took a deep breath, took Shimizu Eliza's hand, and pressed it against his face.

Eliza Shimizu's palms were warm, perhaps because Kaede Narusawa's hands were too cold. Kaede Narusawa enjoyed both the cool breeze and cold drinks without missing a beat.

Then, Naruzawa Kaede pressed the back of Shimizu Eliza's hand against his face and gently left a mark on the corner of his mouth.

Mingze Feng asked Eliza, "Your Highness, would you like to go on a date with me?"

Eliza Shimizu raised her chin, her lips almost trembling with suppressed urges. She quickly composed herself, but still couldn't help but speak.

“If the knight wants it, the princess will certainly allow it.”

Mingze Feng nodded and held Eliza's soft hand tightly.

"Then let's not drive for now. The knight is a little hungry."

“Go down from London Bridge, there’s a morning market. Let’s go.” The street that Eliza Shimizu was referring to was not small, and its variety was so vast that it could be counted by nationality.

Of course, Asian cuisine is the most popular. You can even see signs for "authentic Tongguan Roujiamo" written in Chinese, right in London. This is probably the only authentic one.

Mingze Feng bought a roasted sweet potato. Eliza, on the other hand, seemed to be visiting for the first time, wanting to explore every corner.

Thinking about it carefully, it's understandable that this was probably Eliza Shimizu's first time here as well.

As the two walked forward, each carrying a string of beads, Shimizu Eliza suddenly pulled Naruzawa Kaede to a stop.

"what..."

Eliza Shimizu picked up a piece of takoyaki and handed it to him. Looking into Eliza Shimizu's innocent eyes, Naruzawa Kaede took a bite.

To be honest, this cuisine, which has traveled across half the globe, can hardly be called professional.

However, at this moment, the smile on Eliza Shimizu's lips was the best seasoning.

Starting from here, after crossing London Bridge and gazing at the Houses of Parliament across the river, you can get close to the London Eye.

Do you want to reach the Ferris wheel?

Of course not. Before Naruzawa Kaede could even speak, Shimizu Eliza, terrified, dragged him away from the area.

Spending two hours waiting just to ride the Ferris wheel for half an hour. In the eyes of Miss Eliza, a homebody, this was far too expensive and not worth it.

Although Mingze Feng was willing to wait, since Eliza wasn't interested, it would be better to find something interesting to do with him.

Continuing eastward towards London, ferries could be seen on the increasingly wide Thames. There were even sandy beaches along the riverbanks, where one could see anglers fishing and children casting nets.

A strangely shaped, all-white bridge spans the Thames. We passed the Millennium Bridge, which seemed to sway a bit.

It's worth mentioning that there was hardly any greenery along the way.

Next, shall we go to St. Paul's Cathedral?

Naruzawa Kaede gave the choice to Shimizu Eliza, who gradually realized that London was not very compatible with her.

Suddenly, Eliza Shimizu spoke up, saying, "The buildings here are so cold, even the sunlight."

"When I was little, my uncle's family often came to the countryside, saying they wanted to get closer to nature. I didn't understand then, but now I think I do..."

"No wonder Londoners are all flocking out."

Eliza Shimizu twisted her fingers in front of her chest, while Kaede Narusawa grasped her hand and said, "There's no need to consider any particular place as something you absolutely have to like; it's just a backdrop. The you and me standing here are no different from the you and me standing in Tokyo."

Eliza Shimizu stood at the bridgehead, staring at the church spire towering across the river, and remained silent for a long time.

Naruzawa Kaede glanced at Shimizu Eliza's current state.

Under the golden sun, her long hair was golden. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her usual cheerful smile was gone.

Even the corners of her mouth were pouting.

Mingze Feng reached out and pinched it.

"Are you tired?" Mingze Feng asked.

"It's not that I'm tired, it's just..."

Eliza Shimizu couldn't quite put her finger on the feeling; if she had to describe it, it would be...

"At this time of year in Tokyo, I should be lying down and binge-watching anime. Although the streets of London are pretty nice, it just feels like something's missing."

"You can still catch up on anime even if you just lie down and do nothing."

"My parents looked at it and felt that something was wrong."

"In this case..."

"Go paint."

Mingze Feng said, "The flowers in our hometown have already bloomed, haven't they? We even went to see them together last time."

Let's paint flowers this time. I saw them so beautiful last time, I might as well paint them.

simply put...

"Let's go sketching. I'll go with you."

Eliza Shimizu tilted her head, looked at Kaede Narusawa, and blinked.

"The kind you're talking about... is it the kind of sketching where you use a small stool and apply paint?"

"Hmm." Mingze Feng nodded, "It would be best if there was grass, and it would be best if there were flowers."

"Then we'll also need bento boxes and picnic blankets..."

"Wouldn't that turn into a picnic?"

"If I say it is, then it is..."

After being told that by Naruzawa Kaede, Shimizu Eliza pouted and punched him with her little fist. She really didn't have much strength; the punch felt like a cotton ball hitting him, making Naruzawa Kaede feel ticklish.

"If you keep doing this, I'll just treat you like a lunchbox."

Naruzawa's threats seemed to have no effect. Shimizu Eliza leaned in and hugged his arm tightly. His arms were immediately buried in her soft embrace, and Naruzawa's movements became much gentler.

Mingze Feng gently patted Eliza's hand in his arm, and the two of them turned back together, got into the car, and headed north.

More than ten days ago. It was a sunny day when they first arrived. There were four people in the car, with guitar music and singing playing constantly. This time, Eliza was driving as usual, and Mingze Feng gently raised his hand and placed it on her thigh.

"Damn! Are you out of your mind?!"

Eliza Shimizu called out, her face flushed.

But after chasing away Mingze Feng's groping hands, she herself put her hand down.

They call it relaxing your palms.

To avoid being praised for his reckless courage again, Naruzawa Kaede refrained from touching Eliza's hand.

Their final destination was a garden in the wild. It wasn't a tourist attraction, but its pure, natural style was in no way inferior to those of any scenic spots.

Two or three beams of sunlight peeked through the thin clouds. On the vast meadow, there were elderly people taking a walk and children flying kites.

Under the swaying shade of the trees, a couple leans on each other.

Naruzawa Kaede sat down, spread out his sketchbook, and handed a pencil to Shimizu Eliza.

What do you want to draw?

I want to draw you.

Eliza Shimizu has always been this direct. She told Naruzawa to pick a flower, then leaned back and played with her guitar.

Mingze Feng joked, "I'm afraid you'll draw me so handsomely that I won't recognize myself."

"Then I'll add some beard for you."

"Then I look just like your dad."

"Then I'll draw myself bigger too."

With that, Eliza Shimizu chuckled softly and lowered her head to begin drawing.

She really did draw Naruzawa Kaede.

But in the painting, Mingze Feng sits under a blooming walnut tree. In the distance, a figure holds a guitar, eyes closed, as if humming a tune. If you look closely, there's a purple petal on the side of the guitar.

Those weren't the pink petals that Mingze Feng had just picked and were now tucked into Eliza's hair. Eliza's painting, that night, was filled with purple flowers, little by little.

Meanwhile, outside the painting, Mingze Feng is right beside her. The wind blows Eliza's hair, gently stirring her emotions.

As Mingze Feng watched her drawing, lost in thought, he heard her suddenly mutter something:

"You know what, it's not that I really have to go anywhere, I just... want to be with you."

Mingze Feng turned his head and glanced at her. He didn't say anything, but slowly raised his hand and put his arm around her shoulder.

Eliza's hair smelled wonderful, like flowers. Mingze Feng pressed his cheek against Eliza's hair, stroking her locks, and whispered softly in her ear,

"Wherever you stay, I will be there."

His words were as gentle as a spring breeze, making Eliza's ears burn.

Eliza Shimizu gave a soft "humph," whether out of shyness or emotion, it was hard to tell. The paintbrush slipped from her hand, but she didn't pick it up. Instead, she turned her head and gently pressed her forehead against Kaede Narusawa's chin.

The girl's head was a little hard.

Mingze Feng's chin was pressed against Eliza's head, their shoulders were touching, and their arms were pressed together.

The shadows of spring sway in the wind, as if time itself has quieted down.

Just when Naruzawa thought she would stay in his arms, Shimizu Eliza suddenly pulled away gently and sat up straight again.

She looked down at her palm, took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind.

Chapter 18 Doing things that make you happy, alone, with two people, with three people

"Originally, I just wanted to do some fun things with you... but now I feel so happy when I'm with you... it's just that..."

Eliza Shimizu pouted, finding it difficult to express what she wanted to say. Her mind was also in a mess, making her words sound somewhat incoherent.

Mingze Feng leaned close to her face, which was flushed.

ha...

"I see."

Smelling the scent of Eliza's hair, stroking her scalp with his fingers, Mingze Feng said softly, "That's what happens when you like someone."

Eliza Shimizu nestled against Maple Naruzawa's chest, shrinking her neck slightly.

It was so good it made my shoulders feel weak.

Nuzzling against Naruzawa Kaede's shoulder, Shimizu Eliza murmured, "Let's go back to the car... and then..."

.......

at the same time.

Airport - London.

As Mikami Hatsuka's popularity grew, after chatting with Junda Mana,

Shiina Maki also wanted to meet this girl.

Who knows, maybe I can make a film of a popular idol for my final project next semester.

Middle schools in Tokyo started a few days ago, and Shiina Maki heard that her silly younger sister went to Hanasaki River. Coincidentally, Misumi Hatsuka is there too. I wonder if having such an outstanding classmate will put too much pressure on Tatsuki.

As the triangular flower lands, night has already risen, making it the perfect time for couples to hold hands, go on dates, and enjoy some fun in a hotel room.

Shiina Maki hitched a ride with Junda Mana to pick up Mika Mika.