Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Junda Mana gave her a disgusted look. "Your expression right now is exactly the same as when Miss Shoko encouraged me to pursue you. Can you please stop looking like that?"

"Saying you're a jerk but a decent guy, and that I'm good-looking enough to be considered attractive by you, so telling me to work harder is a bit too self-centered..."

"Stop showing such doting affection while protecting each other... Don't be so lovey-dovey..."

Actually, after saying a couple of sentences, Junda Mana realized that something was wrong with her, something she would never normally say.

Perhaps it was because these past few days had been too chaotic; Toyokawa Shoko bullied her, Mikami Hatsuka didn't understand her, and the Sumimi group couldn't be formed, so she auditioned everywhere but was rejected half the time...

Now that Narusawa Kaede has shown no interest in her, Junda Mana has actually relaxed.

After being tense for too long, when she relaxed, Junda Mana, who usually loved to talk to people, changed from her usual energetic self to being full of resentment.

Mana Junda looks completely different from how she usually does.

Mingze Feng sat down next to her, not sitting next to her like he did with Xiangzi, but keeping a distance of several tens of centimeters.

"Was that an idol persona before?"

"No way! I've never been this tired before I met you... Let's not even talk about chasing after a man... Ah, why did I shield Chu Hua back then? This is such a headache."

Mana Junta propped herself up on her thigh with her arm, her five fingers already rubbing her scalp through her hair. It was clear she was really about to break down.

"Now that things are really collapsing."

Junda Mana was still murmuring these words.

Maybe a slight bout of madness would be enough. Naruzawa Kaede looks familiar with Junta Mana's current state. Someone close to her is Xiaoxiang, who's usually in this semi-mad state.

In the 21st century, who hasn't had a serious illness?

Those who are healthy are a minority. A stable living environment, friends without serious illnesses, and healthy and enlightened parents... the last factor alone can exclude 80% of people.

When the urge strikes, it's okay to let it out, to ejaculate and release whatever it takes. Afterwards, things will return to normal.

Sitting next to Junta Mana, because of Junta Mana's relapse, Narusawa Kaede suddenly lost that feeling of being wary because she was trying to drag him down.

After all, the girl had no sexual appeal at that moment. While laughing at her, Mingze Feng, still possessing a shred of conscience, was thinking about how to comfort her.

Although Naruzawa Kaede felt that being teammates with Misumi Hatsuka would inevitably lead to this situation, Naruzawa Kaede still bears some responsibility for Junta Mana's downfall.

"Actually, you don't need to be so afraid of Xiangzi..."

Naruzawa Kaede organized his thoughts, lowered his head, and landed at the same level as Junda Mana.

"Xiangzi won't do anything to you."

"You make it sound so easy... I can't explain this to you!"

"Hey, tell me, how do you know it's hard to explain if you don't tell me?"

As he said this, Mingze Feng rubbed her upper arm, which was resting on her leg.

His fingers easily pressed an indentation into the fabric; it was soft and bouncy. Mingze Feng suddenly remembered a study he'd read somewhere that said a girl's upper arms were as soft as her breasts.

Naruzawa Kaede poked it a couple more times, not because he was interested in Junta Mana's breasts, but just because it was fun.

Annoyed, Junta Mana reached out and slapped Narusawa Kaede's hand, pushing him toward his seat.

"Get out of here! When I was chasing after you, you just ignored me. Now that you're coming at me... I just want some peace and quiet!"

"Then I won't ask, okay?"

Junta Mana then sat back down, rubbing her forehead in deep thought as her illness recurred.

Her long, dark brown hair hung down in a slightly messy manner. If you called her fans over now, they might not even recognize this enthusiastic idol on stage.

Mingze Feng raised his finger and poked her arm again.

Junta Mana glanced at him, then turned her head away again.

Mingze Feng chuckled and asked in a low voice, "Hey, who do you think Jingjing is?"

“Mr. Narusawa…” Junta Mana gritted her teeth, “Is this how you find so many girlfriends? What is it about you that they like…?”

"Maybe it's because I'm handsome?"

"Hehe..." Junda Mana chuckled dryly, offering no reply.

Looks matter, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Someone who likes you will find even a pleasing face attractive. It's not that a girl won't take the initiative; she just doesn't like you.

Perhaps "handsome guy in Tokyo" refers to a man that girls like, rather than simply a handsome man.

As Naruzawa Kaede was thinking this, he met Junta Mana's calm and unwavering gaze.

Mingze Feng said, "I agree."

"Ugh?"

Junda Mana blinked, stunned.

"I mean, what did you want to say? I agreed."

"I want to say something..."

Junta Mana repeated Narusawa Kaede's words. What was she trying to say?

It was supposed to be a confession... Pshaw! What confession? It was asking Mr. Feng to help cover for Miss Xiangzi.

In form, it's a pretense of pursuing Mr. Feng.

Of course, Mana Junda could have done it without consulting anyone. But when she thought of Narusawa Kaede's deep eyes, she felt as if she had returned to that morning a few days ago when she, Narusawa Kaede, and Shiina Maki were singing karaoke together.

Mr. Feng is a very sensitive person.

It wasn't that she felt guilty about deceiving people; ever since the day she met Toyokawa Shoko, Junda Mana couldn't remember how many lies she had told.

The main problem is that Mingze Feng has so many romantic affairs; what if he agrees to it outright?

Um... Idols can't date.

To be honest, Junda Mana was still somewhat afraid of Toyokawa Shoko. After receiving permission to pursue her, she was a little... afraid to back down.

Sumita Mana pursed her lips.

Should I say something?

"I want..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Junda Mana met Narusawa Kaede's playful gaze. Narusawa Kaede was laughing, a very unrestrained laugh, a laugh that didn't treat her as an outsider or a human being at all.

Junda Mana shut her mouth and changed her mind.

“Mr. Kaede,” Junda Mana said, changing the subject, “I’ll just call you Kaede.”

"The kind of people who call each other by their first names. Whether on Instagram or Line, whether on stage or in private."

Naruzawa Kaede finally stopped laughing.

Right before his eyes, a sudden burst of golden light erupted.

The gears of fate shifted, intertwining lives that were originally parallel.

[Idols Don't Know How to Date 1: The God of Love Has Noticed You]

Love is a two-way street. Be brave and go for it!

[Reward: Successfully paired with Junda Mana's singing ability]

Immediately following was a second line of text that appeared out of nowhere. It seemed to be in the direction Xiangzi had left.

Mingze Feng's mouth gaped open, stunned. Before him stood a large light screen, woven with golden characters.

【Toyokawa Shoko's final battle】

Ave Mujica's professionalism is beyond question; they have now quantified their success into vocals, guitar, bass, drums, and keyboards.

[Avemujica members will compare your scores with those of the members you selected using a quantitative rating system. The rating will be presented as a percentage later, please check your inbox.]

The victory condition is: as of the designated date, all values ​​are greater than or equal to those of Team Avemujica.

Not a buddy? We don't have a drummer either.

[It doesn't refer to actual gameplay, but rather to the target's skill stats.]

Naruzawa Kaede pondered, which means...

play cards?

Once the prerequisite conditions are met, reality will reach the anchored destination.

Two lines of text appeared simultaneously in front of Mingze Feng.

[Toyokawa Kaede lived a happy life as the male head of the Toyokawa mansion.]

Under the exemplary leadership of Xiangzi and Mingze Feng, the Fengchuan Group is thriving.

"Maple?" Junta Mana raised her hand and waved it in front of Narusawa Maple's eyes.

"what happened to you?"

"..."

When Naruzawa Kaede came to his senses, he had already seen the comparison values ​​of Junda Mana and Mikami Hatsuka.

【Junda Mana (84) vs Mikami Hatsuka (81)】

Ming Zefeng swallowed hard. This... this is a victory?

Suddenly, the words jerked and jumped.

【Junda Mana (84) vs Mikami Hatsuka (82)】

Mingze Feng paused for a moment, then took out his phone.

"Mana, how about we start by changing your nickname? Also, I've recently started learning to sing, and I'd like to ask you for some practice tips."

Junda Mana stared blankly, sensing that Narusawa Kaede had suddenly become more enthusiastic towards her.

Chapter 30 Junta Mana Ends Up in Narusawa Kaede's Hands

Soon, Junda Mana realized that her feeling was correct. Naruzawa Kaede took out his phone and changed his nickname, not even forgetting his contacts.

He then sweetly called her by the name 'Mana'.

Junda Mana felt a chill run down her spine, goosebumps rising on her arms. She regretted it a little; if she hadn't said it, Narusawa Kaede's current appearance would have seemed really ambiguous.

However, Mana Junta has her own way of dealing with this situation. As an idol, there are many situations where she encounters people she doesn't like, and in these cases...

Junda Mana smiled sweetly. It was her professional smile; no matter who the other person was, as long as she showed this smile, it was as if she had built a city wall.

"Maple~"

He uttered a single word, as if exhaling a breath.

When Naruzawa Kaede and Junta Mana met eyes, the girl's eyes, though not exactly filled with joy, also held a hint of weariness.

"..."

Naruzawa Kaede paused for a moment, then looked away from the numbers beside him and carefully examined Junta Mana's face.

Her brown bangs looked stiff, hanging down her forehead like a comb. Her round face elongated at the corners of her mouth, but it was beautiful, the kind of three-dimensional beauty.

His wide-open eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life of a seasoned professional.

Naruzawa Kaede recalled her erratic behavior when she had just gone mad. To be honest, Junta Mana was definitely more beautiful now than before, but Naruzawa Kaede seemed to prefer her previous appearance.

Under Mana Junda's questioning gaze, Kaede Narusawa raised his hand.

His thumb pressed against her full, radiant cheek, while the crook of his index finger rested against the side of her face.

When Naruzawa looked into Junta Mana's eyes, her gaze changed, and her body seemed as if it might be pulled away at any moment.

"What are you pretending for?"

Naruzawa Kaede seized the opportunity and pulled Junta Mana's face to one side. A slit was indeed pulled open at the corner of her mouth, and Naruzawa Kaede's gaze subconsciously drifted over. Beneath the lines of those full lips, several neatly arranged white teeth were revealed.

"Your teeth are quite white..." Naruzawa Kaede's voice rang out between the two.

Junda Mana was just a little embarrassed and annoyed by Naruzawa Kaede's overly intimate actions, but after hearing Naruzawa Kaede's comments, her already little bit of shyness disappeared completely.

Her face flushed, but not in a blushing way; it was a warm, gentle blush.

Junta Mana's gaze suddenly filled with malice again, not malicious, but Narusawa Kaede thought it was much more attractive than her bright, smiling eyes from before.

"Every time I try to give you a nice look, you manage to give me a headache."