Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

This time, Mingze Feng did not refuse. He turned around and looked at the single apartment behind him, fumbling for the black card Xiangzi had given him.

To be fair, wouldn't this be considered fulfilling Da Laoshi's professional dream?

A single apartment in Shimokitazawa.

Mingze Feng went up to take a look. The house numbers on the left and right sides were empty, meaning there were no neighbors. But the house that Xiangzi had given him already had the name "Mingze" installed.

It's probably some kind of premeditated arrangement.

So how many more shocks and surprises did Xiangzi actually prepare?

It’s hard to explain.

After shopping and having dinner in the afternoon, I returned to Shimokitazawa via Shinjuku, and it was already seven o'clock.

As Mingze Feng looked at the clock on the wall of the apartment, he suddenly remembered something important.

Xiangzi gave them the money and the house key.

But I didn't give him his phone.

My pockets were empty, and I felt a little out of place.

Naruzawa Kaede thought for a moment, then considered the closest location to here...

Indeed, they are stars.

The streetlights in Shimokitazawa were not bright. Under the dim sky, the orange streetlights flashed one after another, and the shadows underfoot overlapped.

After rejecting the third woman who tried to chat him up, Mingze Feng finally found the source of the problem.

Whether it was the suit he was still wearing or the makeup the maid had done for him, he looked both rich and handsome.

That's probably what happened.

Inside the Starry Night store, the lights were dim. A band was performing live on stage. The sound system was so loud that it was impossible to hear the people in the audience talking.

Looking around, today is another good day for business.

In Iji Tomoka's office area, Hiroi Kikuri and Iji Tomoka were chatting idly.

After greeting several staff members, Mingze Feng naturally ordered a glass of wheat juice and squeezed his way over.

Upon seeing him, their eyes lit up.

Unlike Hiroi Kikuri, who invited Naruzawa Kaede to sit down and poured her a drink.

Ichi Seika crossed her arms and asked, "Hey, handsome guy, dressed so formally, are you going to be a male escort?"

“Yes, yes,” Mingze Feng nodded naturally in agreement. “Isn’t this just a door-to-door service? Ladies, who placed the order?”

"Or is it just the two of you tonight?"

Hiroi Kikuri and Iji Tomoka exchanged a glance, and the two tacitly skipped over the topic.

Then...

Kikuri Hiroi: "I occasionally see Kaede in a suit, and he looks quite handsome. He doesn't look like a student at all."

Ichika Hoshika: "That's how they managed to trick us into their hands."

Kikuto Hiroi: "Now she's even more glib and smooth-talking, and I don't know how many girls she's managed to make happy."

The two of them sang in unison, unable to stop.

Ichika Hoshika: "These past few days I've been riding in some rich young lady's luxury car every day, a sixteen-year-old rich young lady..."

Kikuto Hiroi sighed, "Unlike us two older women, we must be very cute and youthful, and we'd even spend a lot of money to dazzle men."

Ichika sighed, "We can't do it."

"Yeah, I can't do that. I can only stay here and drink."

"Drinking, drinking... We're all women in our late twenties, almost thirty."

Just as Ichika Hoshika took the wine glass from Hiroi Kikuri, before she could even speak, Narusawa Kaede snatched the glass from her hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Thankfully it was wheat juice.

Then, she repeated the same action with the sake glass in Hiroi Kikuri's hand.

Mingze Feng covered his mouth and burped, then sat down next to the two of them and rubbed his head, which was feeling a bit throbbing.

A pair of cool little hands pressed against the side of his head, gently massaging around his temples.

Mingze Feng squinted.

Ijichi Hoshika crossed her arms and slumped over the table. Hiroi Kikuri was no longer in her seat. That meant Kikuri was behind her.

Ichika murmured with a hint of jealousy, "You spoil him too much."

"Hehe, I have to let Ah Feng know how wonderful his sister is, right?"

Behind me, I could hear Kikuri Hiroi's soft humming.

Ijichi Hoshika buried her face in her arms.

Mingze Feng closed his eyes and leaned back gently. The touch on the back of his head was as soft as cotton, yet warmer than silicone.

Hiroi Kikuri softly hummed a familiar, gentle, and soothing melody.

Mingze Feng took a deep breath, lowered his hand, and pressed the pocket of his clothes.

"Kikuri..."

"Ok?"

"What if I told you, we have the money to hold a concert at the Budokan—"

"Yeah, that's right, now we have money to go to the martial arts gym."

Hiroi Kikuri continued speaking. Narusawa Kaede could feel the hand on his forehead moving, but there was no change in its movement.

"Don't you want to go?"

"If I had to say, I would like to go."

"Then let's go together?"

"it is good."

"Wait a minute, aren't your reactions a bit too normal?"

Ijichi Seika couldn't help but say, "That's a Budokan? Are you talking about the Budokan in Roppongi? It sounds like you two are talking about going to the livehouse next door for a performance."

“Hmm… well…” Hiroi Kikuri said thoughtfully, “Actually, there are quite a few places I want to go, like Zepp, Billboard Live Yokohama, and BLUE NOTE PLACE… I’m quite looking forward to seeing what the differences are between the lighting and the echoes on different stages.”

Ijichi Seika: "You didn't answer my question at all..."

Hiroi Kikuri scratched her head. "Actually, I've been thinking about that too. If Kaede is being kept by the young lady, does that mean I'm being kept by Kaede? — I've been thinking about that question until just now."

"I can hold concerts wherever I want, and if I don't want to go on stage, I can travel all over the world. Most importantly, it seems that I can have as much expensive alcohol as I used to dare to try."

Naruzawa Kaede raised his hand and patted Hiroi Kikuri's forehead, saying softly, "A little drink is good for the soul."

However, he did not refute what Hiroi Kikuri said at all.

Ichi Seika also fell into deep thought.

She picked up the ice water from the table, stood up, pressed it against the table, and held the glass, still covered in water droplets, against Mingze Feng's face.

Naruzawa Kaede gazed into Ichiji Hoshika's wine-red eyes.

"You really found yourself being kept by a rich young lady? Hey, hey, hey, what made her fall for you?" Ichiji Hoshika said in disbelief.

"...Wait, you're not planning to come back and take care of me, are you?"

Now that things have come to this, he can no longer bring himself to say that he just came to borrow the phone.

Seeing Naruzawa Kaede nod, Ichiji Hoshika's mouth formed an 'O' shape.

"Stop, stop, stop! Let me catch my breath. I'm not listening to anything you say next! Hiroi, pull him away, pull him away!"

"There's no need to panic so much."

As Narusawa Kaede spoke, Hiroi Kikuri's voice reached his ears. His shoulders were also being shaken by her.

"Feng, I can do it! I really can!"

"Go away, go away, quickly drag him away!"

"Alright, Sister Xingge, you wait for news!"

Hiroi Kikuri was unusually strong this time.

Before long, Mingze Feng was pulled to the entrance of the Starry Sky Store by her.

The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Standing in the underpass, looking at the pitch-black night sky. At eight o'clock at night in Shimokitazawa, the sound of engines could still be heard on the road.

I didn't eat much at the birthday party, so I'm a little hungry.

Naruzawa Kaede looked at Hiroi Kikuri again.

"...Have you eaten?"

"not yet!"

"How about we find an izakaya (Japanese pub) and get some ramen?"

"I know a really good ramen shop!"

Kikuto Hiroi, in high spirits, led the way, walking with an air of arrogance, vaguely resembling her former drunken self.

But with just a sip or two of beer, how could she possibly get drunk?

"it is good!"

Mingze Feng pulled at his collar, hooked his arm around her shoulder, and joined the group.

They ordered two bowls of ramen and some sake at the izakaya. Narusawa Kaede found Hiroi Kikuri's phone, dialed the number she remembered, and called Yamada Ryo. After receiving the address, Yamada Ryo said she would be there shortly.

"But what are you looking at...?"

Narusawa Kaede's gaze kept drifting to the side. Hiroi Kikuri hesitated for a moment, then nodded and followed suit.

It was a woman in a white coat comforting a woman who was crying very sadly.

It was more of a sarcastic remark than a word of comfort.

"Seriously, I failed at a blind date too, it's nothing. Cheer up, Sawako."

"But Jing, you're different. You're a true superwoman!"

As Naruzawa Kaede gazed at the two sisters who seemed to have a very good relationship, his eyes met Yamanaka Sawako's when she threw herself into Hiratsuka Shizuka's arms and cried.

The crying stopped suddenly.

Hiroi Kikuri frowned slightly, feeling that one of them looked very familiar, and she realized that something was wrong.

Chapter 91 Contact from Yawata Kairin

The more Hiroi Kikuri looked, the more familiar the person with the mournful face seemed. She frowned slightly, realizing something was amiss.

Hiratsuka Shizuka noticed something was off about her junior's gaze. She glanced at Narusawa Kaede a few times, then turned back away.

His gaze toward Sawako carried a hint of sympathy.

"Take my advice, you can't handle that kind of man."

"Big sister," Yamanaka Sawako said, her face tense. She decided to let Hiratsuka Shizuya experience what she felt.

“That’s my student.”

"Huh? Really?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked over uncertainly. In the warm light of the izakaya, beneath his thick, dark short hair, if you looked closely at his handsome face, you could indeed see some youthful spirit.

That's nothing. She's just mature beyond her years. As a well-informed teacher, she even taught a student who joined a company while still in middle school.

Sawako Yamanaka tugged at her white coat and quietly carried out Kikuri Hiroi's orders.

"And that, do you remember the band I played in in college? That was my classmate."

"Ugh?"