Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

"call..."

Toyokawa Shoko let out a sigh of relief.

Doing this will scare Feng.

Toyokawa Shoko didn't want it to be like this.

She just wanted to be a good wife and mother by Ming Zefeng's side...

"Um..."

At the behest of the Toyokawa grandfather and granddaughter, Mikasa Hatsuka was forced down by three or five female bodyguards. It was a detached villa deep within Tokyo. The Toyokawa family, owning a private island, possessed countless assets.

The key to this place came into the hands of Toyokawa Shoko, and what no one knew was that Sumimi's blond guitarist was being held under house arrest and strictly guarded in this villa.

However, Toyokawa Shoko didn't do anything to her. She fed and drank a lot, simply because she didn't want her to appear in front of Narusawa Kaede again.

As for the so-called public opinion storm...

The Toyokawa family's underhanded actions have left the internet with no memory. The people spreading rumors have been identified, and combined with the statements from those involved...

This terrible farce quickly came to an end.

Chapter 56 Going home is the best gift

The story, of course, didn't end there. It was several days later when Mitsumi Hatsuka finally moved into the villa that Toyokawa Shoko had prepared for her.

Narumawa Kaede was unaware of what had transpired at the Toyokawa residence. Even if he did know, would he really risk a falling out with Shoko for the sake of a mere triangular Hatsuka?

Although she has a good figure, she is only slightly better than others.

Obviously, it's impossible for Naruzawa Kaede to do anything to Shoko for the sake of Mitsumi Hatsuka.

It's still the same...

The night Shiina Tatsuki was scolded back and forth by two people.

Naruzawa Kaede made up his mind to update the narration entries. Facing Shiina Maki, he looked at her moved and ashamed expression, and his heart softened. He didn't make a move on her.

As for the dejected and seemingly easy-to-win Shiina Tatsuki...

Mingze Feng didn't make a move either.

From a purely pragmatic perspective, it's easy for sisters to capsize if they team up.

After they parted ways, he dialed the phone number of the girl he had met during the time he spent helping out in bands everywhere.

It was around 11 p.m., the moon was high in the sky. Mingze Feng inquired around and found that his reputation wasn't as bad as he had imagined.

Several bands were also singing karaoke.

Even Rinko Shirogane answered his call, as did Risa Imai.

Considering that they knew Xiangzi, Mingze Feng found another team and infiltrated their group.

Based on his understanding of the narration entries over the past six months, this stuff mainly involves two aspects: first, the relationship between him and the girl; and second, the psychological state of the narrator.

What ambitions do you set? What goals do you find? Even wanting to date someone and taking a concrete step towards that—from this perspective, perhaps the first point is encompassed within the second.

Thanks to his superior skills, Mingze Feng racked up...

[Cooking Skill +2]

[Singing skills +3]

[Fragment +5]

Four or five girls updated three entries, but none of them were useful.

"call..."

Stepping off the last tram home, I left the last glimmer of light behind.

Mingze Feng patted his face and strode forward without looking back.

The April nights lacked the biting chill of winter, instead bringing a moist and gentle breeze that caressed my face and behind my ears, causing a slight itch.

Mingze Feng scratched his neck, then pinched it again, remembering what he had done that night.

Those girls were all ordinary, but not in a derogatory sense. They had normal families, loving parents, and enthusiastic friends. They were positive, sunny, and kind. Playing in a band was both to keep up with the trend and to enrich their high school life.

However, his sweet talk and aggressive advances throughout the night almost turned their relationship into nothing more than a superficial friendship.

The purpose was simply to get them to generate buzzwords, and now they're complaining that the buzzwords they generated are useless.

After achieving his goal, Mingze Feng refused to take any further action and went home, probably to get some fresh air and dispel his guilt.

Xiangzi was right.

Mingze Feng sighed. Although he pursued his dreams and loved rock and roll, deep down he was someone who wanted a stable life.

If this talent were given to Lu Xiaobu, and he followed him from level 0 to level 100, he could probably create a Lu Bu.

Upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, Mingze Feng subconsciously stopped in his tracks.

The lights upstairs... there are no lights upstairs.

There is no one.

Mingze Feng turned back and looked at the road he had come from.

The dark roads and alleys only made the stars in the sky stand out more clearly. Although not as dazzling as those seen in the suburbs or on the grasslands, there were still more stars in the sky than in other parts of Tokyo.

And the moon.

A small but round and full moon hung in the southwest corner of the sky, radiating a soft silver light.

The stars are brilliant and shining.

"How about we go find Xingge?"

After the two reconciled... at least in the bedroom, Ichiji Hoshika stopped opening the shop sporadically.

Mingze Feng also often talked to her on the phone. He heard that she had hired junior high school students to work part-time as shop assistants... However, she did not pay them wages, so it was not child labor and she perfectly avoided legal sanctions.

However, Mingze Feng felt that this was even more excessive.

If you go there now, it will be right when Starry Night opens for business.

I'll tell you it's a surprise I came back for, and you'll be so happy. Then we'll hug each other and go into our little house to roll around in bed together. That would be wonderful...

Mingze Feng bit his tongue.

I've told enough lies tonight.

"Let's go back to sleep. I'm tired."

Two months later, revisiting the place, even on my way home, I felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

Whether it's an old apartment or a dark night road, it's exactly the same as it was in the beginning.

No, that's not quite right; there are still some differences.

Mingze Feng looked back at the spot where there should have been a flickering streetlight.

The streetlights are still there, but they've stopped flashing.

The bright moonlight resembled rolling silver waves.

Mingze Feng stood on the middle step between the first and second floors. Looking up, he could see the same moonlight as he remembered through the corridor.

"..."

Even though he had just finished talking with Xiangzi about the sadness of parting during the day, Mingze Feng still couldn't forget the scene from more than four months ago when he stood here, went upstairs, and saw Sister Christmas.

Hehe... Is it warm inside, Christmas sister?

Ming Zefeng looked down at his second brother and sighed.

He's been completely controlled by Xiao Xiang.

If I could see Xiangzi in his red and white Christmas outfit again this Christmas, I would make anything—

After letting his mind wander like this for a while, Mingze Feng placed his palm on the tiled wall of the corridor, took a few more steps, went to the room next to his own, and touched the doorknob.

Everything was covered in dust. There was dust on the doorway and on the doorknob.

"Ha... what am I thinking?"

But Naruzawa Kaede couldn't help but think about it.

If Xiangzi knows what happened to him, will he use it to blackmail him into marrying into the family? Maybe he should just give in then. As for other things... ah, there are so many other things too.

"If I keep thinking about this, will I even be able to sleep tonight...?"

Ming Zefeng muttered something to himself, found the key, and pushed open his own door.

There was no light in the room, but perhaps because I hadn't been back for so long, even the smells had become unfamiliar.

It wasn't the smell of decay, and there was no dust floating around when the door was pushed open. With a creak, Mingze Feng squeezed back into the house through the crack in the door.

The furnishings remain the same; simply walk through the entryway, and you enter one of the rooms...

The curtains were drawn, but an unexpected dim, yellow light shone into the room. It was from a candle...

And what are those three undulating white cloths on the ground?

Naruzawa Kaede swallowed hard, and suddenly a memory flashed through his mind of a time when he went to Hiroi Kikuri's house and it was haunted.

Surely there's some kind of Yotsuya Miko worldview here...

Mingze Feng tensed up completely.

Before he could even make a move, a scream rang out from inside the room.

"what--!"

The white cloths were lifted, revealing three little girls in purple, gold, and gray.

Mingze Feng's shoulders relaxed.

what the hell.

It's... Kikuto Hiroi, Eliza Shimizu, and...

Naruzawa looked at Kaname Rakuna, who was lying on the ground, half-asleep, and asked, "Rakuna's here too? At this hour..."

Hiroi Kikuri and Shimizu Eliza patted their chests, the difference between the two being particularly noticeable.

"You scared me to death..." "Maple Sauce..."

The noise woke Lena as well. She opened her eyes groggily and asked, "Is it my turn?"

"You go to sleep first..." Hiroi Kikuri turned around, then suddenly frowned. "Isn't Kaede in England?"

Eliza Shimizu paused in her chest-patting gesture.

She pressed her palm against her chest, even pressing it so hard that it created an indentation, and she could even faintly hear her own heartbeat quickening.

"Kiku, Kiku... Am we hallucinating?"

"Ugh... I probably drank too much..."

"But Lena didn't drink anything tonight..."

Hiroi Kiku forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, then pulled something out of nowhere...

A wine bottle? Or is it empty...?

Mingze Feng narrowed his eyes, seemingly having watched the show for a while. Should he offer an explanation...?

Wait a minute, no matter how you look at it, this is all his home.

Let's not even talk about Kikuri, and Eliza... well, let her come. But what's with asking for Rakuna?!

At this moment, Hiroi Kikuri had secretly circled around to Narusawa Kaede's side. Narusawa Kaede was watching what she was going to do, but the next second...

Hiroi Kikuri jumped up, waving the sake bottle in her hand.

"Where did this earth-bound spirit come from?!"

"Hey! Have a bottle!"

"..."

Naruzawa Kaede grabbed the bottle with his backhand, easily pinned Hiroi Kikuri to the ground, and then sat on her back.