Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

That's not good...

However, Mingze Feng has a solution.

Mingze Feng opened the bread bag in his arms. He had already seen what was inside through the transparent paper: several sandwiches.

Mingze Feng handed one of them to Sanjiao Chuhua.

"With so many purchases, Xiangzi will definitely say that you got a share too, and ask if I forgot. Why did he bring them all to me?"

Sure enough, when Hatsuka Sanka heard the name Toyokawa Shoko, her shoulders trembled slightly.

It seems that after eating the sandwich, going out to play with them for a while isn't so unacceptable anymore.

Junda Mana also received a sandwich. She was feeling a bit hungry. The two girls sat back down, while Narusawa Kaede remained standing, quickly devouring the sandwich in a few bites.

Mana Junda and Hatsuka Mikami still had most of their sandwiches left.

At this moment, Junda Mana glanced at Mika Mika, then looked at Narusawa Kaede towards Mika Mika, making a pleading gesture.

Mingze Feng clicked his tongue in amazement.

He had just asked her to pretend to pursue him, and although he didn't say it out loud, Naruzawa Kaede saw it.

Should we ask Naruzawa to be nicer to Hatsuka, or should we claim that she was acting as a wingman and have Naruzawa pretend to be chasing after Misaka Hatsuka?

Naruzawa Kaede seems to be gradually understanding Junta Mana's thought process.

But that's not how you do things.

Whether it's a lie, a pretense, or a mask.

All of this will only hurt you.

Chapter 31 Yamada Ryo's First Signs of Talent

Faced with Junda Mana's winking and eye-rolling, Narusawa Kaede didn't hold back and retorted.

"Mana, is your eyelid twitching?"

"Cough cough...you...cough..."

Junda Mana choked on the sandwich she hadn't yet swallowed.

She lowered her chest while raising her head, staring at Mingze Feng with a murderous gaze.

Every time I try to show you respect, you just make me feel like I'm going to faint.

Attracted by the commotion between the two, Misaka Chuka looked up and noticed that they were exchanging glances behind her back.

Naruzawa Kaede shook his head at Junda Mana, then looked at Mikasa Hatsuka.

"Chuhua."

Mingze Feng called out, and Sanjiao Chuhua pursed her lips, with a little bread crumb still stuck to the corner of her mouth.

Naruzawa Kaede glanced at Junda Mana and met her gaze. Junda Mana hesitated for a moment, then took a handkerchief and wiped Misaki Hatsuka's mouth.

"Thank you... for yours too..."

"Um..."

Junda Mana's handkerchief was taken by Mikazuki Hatsuka, who also used it to wipe the corner of Junda Mana's mouth.

Naruzawa Kaede smiled and continued talking with Misaki Hatsuka.

"Mana and I hit it off immediately and became friends. It's a purely platonic friendship. I hope you don't misunderstand."

"Ah, umm, umm!" Junda Mana nodded frantically.

"Ah... okay."

Triangle Chuhua didn't really know what else she could say.

At that moment, Junta Mana squeezed onto her shoulder.

"Chuhua, let's still be good friends!"

"...Of course."

Misaka Chuka revealed a kind smile.

Junda Mana stared at her for a few seconds before letting out a sigh of relief.

Naruzawa Kaede gathered the plastic bags and threw them into the trash can, then shook his head at Junta Mana.

If you care so much about your friends, you should be even more careful in choosing them.

Naruzawa Kaede felt that the only person with a truly unbreakable bond was Junta Mana, while the friendship between Misaka Hatsuka and her seemed rather superficial.

At that moment, Mana Junda cast a grateful glance at her.

Mingze Feng nodded.

It wasn't until they got on the roller coaster that Junda Mana sat in the middle of the three-seater.

With the staff's reminder, the safety railing was lowered.

Naruzawa Kaede could still see that Junda Mana was still holding Mikasa Hatsuka's hand, as if she had survived a disaster.

They were talking about work and girls, mostly with Mana Junda doing the talking and Hatsuka Mikami laughing.

As the gears whirred, the tracks screeched as if they were rusting.

Mingze Feng was initially sitting calmly, but the sound startled him. He remembered a joke: A young man going bungee jumping asked a staff member how often the rope was changed, and the staff member replied that it was changed whenever it broke.

Mingze Feng was about to say he wanted to get off the train, but within seconds, all that was left beside him was the suspended railway track.

The wind howled from who knows where, and the ground seemed so small even though the distance was less than ten meters.

Green shadows swayed on the branches of the roadside trees; those were willow branches in April, looking as thin as toothpicks. Under the trees, people were looking up, pointing and gesturing at the roller coaster.

Mingze Feng swallowed hard, stopped looking down, and gripped the iron railing in front of his seat tightly.

At least there shouldn't be any mechanical failures...

Thankfully, the rusty gear noise had disappeared, and only the sound of the wind could be heard.

There were also sounds of conversation.

Junda Mana was still chatting and laughing with Mikami Hatsuka.

He was chatting and laughing, showing no sign of nervousness.

Naruzawa Kaede glanced at them again. Junta Mana and Mikami Hatsuka's hands were intertwined, which was normal for girls.

Junta Mana glanced at Narusawa Kaede as if she had noticed something.

"......Um?"

Under Naruzawa Kaede's questioning gaze, Junta Mana slowly raised her palm and placed it next to Naruzawa Kaede's little finger along the iron railing in front of the three of them.

Sumita Mana smiled lightly.

Her face was flushed. Mingze Feng didn't know if it was from the lingering excitement of her earlier reaction or from the shyness brought on by her current small gesture.

Junda Mana was just smiling; she was very happy.

They didn't even give Mingze Feng a chance to observe.

This roller coaster has reached its first turning point.

By the time Mingze Feng noticed, gravity had already struck.

As the flying car plummeted, Naruzawa Kaede's gaze left Junta Mana's reddened neck. In the swaying world, the only thing he seemed to see was the receding sky.

The wind howled loudly at that moment. Along with it, the passengers screamed.

Mana Junda was also screaming. Her shrill screams echoed in the soprano's voice, threatening to overwhelm all the passengers.

The moment she closed her eyes.

The hand that had been wiping Mingze Feng's little finger was now completely covered by his.

Of course, Junta Mana's hands were too small to cover Narusawa Kaede's. Narusawa Kaede only felt a soft, warm surface on the back of his hand.

Yes, it was just ordinary contact.

Mingze Feng said this to himself.

A sudden tremor spread throughout the car. Naruzawa Kaede jolted, his fingers, which had been loose, snapped shut, trapping Junta Mana's hand between them.

"..."

Mana Junda didn't seem to notice.

Naruzawa Kaede glanced at her again, but Junta Mana was too busy screaming to pay attention.

Her voice is really loud...

Or rather, it was a very penetrating high note. Mingze Feng felt as if a thorn was going in and out of his ear.

But on the back of my hand...

Looking at Junta Mana with her eyes closed, Naruzawa Kaede released his hand, then reached through her web of thumb and grasped Junta Mana's hand as if shaking hands.

By now, the car had picked up speed completely, and having learned from his initial mistake, Mingze Feng didn't look down at all. His feet were braced against the metal frame beside the car, his gaze fixed entirely on the person next to him.

Junda Mana had her eyes closed and her brows furrowed, her mouth wide open, revealing the tip of her pink tongue.

When Naruzawa Kaede's gaze fell on Junta Mana, he inadvertently missed her slender shoulders and met the eyes of Mitsuka Hatsuka, who was sitting on the other side of Junta Mana.

Mikami Hatsuka's expression was calm; perhaps in that tense and exciting moment, she simply took a deep breath. Or perhaps she held her breath on that rapidly descending slope.

What is she thinking about?

Mikasa was also wondering what Naruzawa Kaede was thinking at this moment.

Halfway through the journey, the car entered a relatively flat, straight section. As Junta Mana was panting heavily, wanting to share her feelings with her two friends beside her, she looked around and realized that both of them seemed to be watching her.

Mana Junta's pretty face flushed red. "You two... why did I have to shout it out? It's really stress-relieving, you two should try it too..."

Halfway through her sentence, she moved her left hand.

Mingze Feng also shook her arm.

"You...!" Junta Mana's eyes widened, and her already flushed face now spread even further to behind her ears.

Before she could say anything, the car started moving again.

The sound of the wind and the wild shouts drowned out what she was about to say.

Mingze Feng stopped looking at Sanjiao Chuhua and shifted his gaze to the front of the vehicle.

The blue sky and the earth blended together in an instant, the centrifugal inertia leaving people dizzy and disoriented.

It's so uncomfortable.

There will absolutely not be a next time.

Mingze Feng rubbed his right hand, which he had just received.

That was very comforting.

Therefore, Mingze Feng never let go.

Very soft, supple and boneless. Very small, petite and exquisite.

Before Mingze Feng could even compare whose palm it was, the vehicle had already reached its destination.

Junta Mana decisively pulled her hand away.

Then, pushing Mitsumaki Hatsuka, they got off the bike from the other side, intending to leave directly with Mitsumaki Hatsuka.

Halfway there, she turned back and glared fiercely at Mingze Feng. Then she lowered her head and started fiddling with her phone again.

Naruzawa Kaede smiled and followed them downstairs. Then she saw Junta Mana push Mikasa Hatsuka into a public restroom.

Before Junta Mana went inside, she turned around and met Narusawa Kaede's gaze, pressing her index finger to her eyes.

It looks like an eye roll.

Mingze Feng loosely clenched his fist, the soft touch of that skin still lingering in his mind.

To be honest... I'm a little nervous.

"..."