Don't be afraid, I've truly come to bring you happiness.

My sister has been acting very mysteriously lately, rarely going out, and I wonder what she's up to.

"Hey Lin, how did we get a whole hour on the main stage at the music festival? You didn't use any special methods this time, did you?"

"Don't underestimate the appeal of internet celebrity bands. Our current popularity is as high as ten Meow Dreams! Isn't it normal for us to be assigned to the main stage?"

Lin Yuanshan said this while editing the viral video about athlete's foot from the band.

This is a parody version of "If I Could Become a Constellation" featuring athlete's foot.

**Part of the scene involves Kita, who plays the role of a foot sprayer, kicking the two elders of the Xuanming Sect until they are lying on the ground with their mouths open and eyes closed.**

The screams of the Xuanming Elders are for the guitar and bass parts, while Kita's flying kick is the drumbeat.

Hongxia's lips twitched as she looked at the bizarre image on his computer screen.

"I did some research, and it seems that the organizers of this event have never had any experience in organizing a music festival before, and the bands they invited are all internet celebrity bands."

She swiped her phone to show the official website of the Setouchi Art Festival.

"Look, their official ticketing website seems to be overwhelmed by traffic."

The top is currently blank.

"It's okay, I've prepared enough self-defense tools. Even if a zombie crisis breaks out on the day of the music festival, I can still lead you all out of the island."

Hongxia's curiosity was piqued.

But she wisely didn't press the matter, fearing that asking for details would keep her awake at night.

When the topic of sleeping came up, she suddenly looked up and glanced around the empty livehouse.

My sister isn't home tonight.

There are only myself and Lin here now.

In other words, the bottle of "Knockout Donkey" that I'd been preparing for so long could finally be used...

No!

Ichi Nijika, how could you be so bewitched!

She shook her head sharply, banishing the dangerous thought from her mind.

If we make a move now, what if he gets alert and runs away?

You have to choose a time when he is most relaxed and least on guard.

For example... at the celebration party after the music festival.

whee.

The starry sky, the "Lin Yuanshan Special Basement" which was opened up at some unknown time.

"Crash---"

"Crash---"

"Crash---"

Three buckets of chilled cucumber juice were poured over the three men from head to toe, waking them from their coma.

"Hmm---"

Head hurts!

what happened?

One second they were pretending to be waitresses at McDonald's, how did they suddenly...?

A blond figure emerged from the darkness and put down the empty bucket in his hand.

"Tell me honestly, what exactly is your purpose in following my sister and the others?"

It's Ichichi Hoshige.

The three Mujica sisters, firmly strapped to chairs, exchanged a quick glance after a brief moment of panic.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and they instantly reached a consensus.

They were best friends who would live and die together!

Even if we are trapped in enemy territory, we will stand together and never surrender!

The next second, they shouted in unison, with all their might:

"I don't know anything about it, it has nothing to do with me, it was all Xiangzi/Chuhua/Mortis who instigated it!!!"

After saying this, the three sisters glared at each other angrily.

Weren't we supposed to be best friends?

Xingge nodded upon hearing this.

"Very well, you're being stubborn, aren't you?"

"It seems I'll have to use some special methods on you."

As she spoke, she took out a black audio cassette tape from behind her back.

The cassette tape cover reads "100 Love Quotes from Lin Yuanshan to Xingge".

Xingge inserted the cassette tape into Shinomiya Electronics' latest player.

Then, he personally put heavy noise-canceling headphones on the three of them.

The headphones have started playing the following content on a loop:

"I can't live without (sugar) Star Song."

"I love (this song) so much, Xing Ge loves it to no end."

"(Married woman) Xingge is the best!"

"If I had to talk about dreams, my dream would be to be with (countless riches) Xingge!"

"AveMujica (sugar-free Coke) is utterly nonsensical; I'm only interested in Star Song (syrup Coke)!"

Listening to these maliciously altered "confessions," the three Mujica sisters, wearing headphones, began to tremble violently.

Her face displayed an expression akin to that of a magical girl forcibly brainwashed by an evil organization's executives, a mixture of pain, humiliation, and collapse.

Chapter 87 Who is calling for the Pochi Demon?

Offshore of Ogijima Island.

The ferry cut through the azure waves, and the sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, rushed towards us.

"Hehehe, come and become my son!"

Hongxia stood by the railing at the bow of the ship, arms outstretched, and imitated the tone of a legendary pirate with great vigor.

Beside her, the other three members of the band were also immersed in the excitement of going out to sea.

"Is this Ogijima Island?"

Kita excitedly put down his monocular telescope.

"Is the One Piece buried by Gol D. Roger there, according to legend?!"

Wearing a straw hat, smoking a pipe, and holding a can of spinach, Lin Yuanshan, who had spent an hour taking photos with the sea in the background, walked up to them.

"It's so good to be young. At my age, I'm no longer interested in such ordinary scenery."

You were clearly the most excited one!

The four of them simultaneously complained to themselves.

But due to Lin Yuanshan's past tyranny, they ultimately dared not speak out.

With no staff to guide them from the shore, it took them a lot of effort to drive the RV to the reserved campsite.

Many bands had already arrived ahead of time.

Most of them were guys whose names I'd never heard of, but their self-confidence was inexplicably strong.

As soon as we arrived at the camp, a guy dressed in punk style was handing out autographed photos of himself everywhere, as if he were already a rock star.

The camp was filled with smoke and fumes.

There were smokers, people lighting bonfires, people drinking heavily, people swearing, and people arguing heatedly over trivial matters.

To make matters worse, the air was filled with the stench of excrement because of the large number of RVs and the fact that the organizers did not seem to have set up a centralized sewage treatment point.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yuanshan frowned.

As everyone knows, the Dark Emperor Lin Yuanshan is a man with mild mysophobia and domestic skills comparable to a wife.

So, he first expressionlessly arranged for the four members of the band to return to the RV and had them draw all the curtains.

"Wait for me outside."

After saying that, he left the RV.

Inside the RV.

"What does the agent want to do? A spring cleaning?"

Kita couldn't contain his curiosity and wanted to sneak a peek through a corner of the curtains.

A hand pressed down on the back of her hand.

It's Hongxia.

"He most likely does indeed want to clean up,"

Hongxia's expression was somewhat subtle.

"But it might not be what you're thinking of."

She had barely finished speaking when a quarrel broke out outside:

A strange male voice rang out, tinged with drunkenness and impatience:

"Who the hell do you think you are? Why should we do it? Let the organizers handle it!"

Lin Yuanshan:

"We can't get in touch with them now."

male voice:

"That's none of our business! I'm here to perform, not to be a cleaner!"

Another male voice:

"Yeah, yeah! Why should we put in the effort? Preparing for the performance is already tiring enough!"

Lin Yuanshan:

"Since I don't want to live in a latrine, I'm leaving the task of digging a makeshift toilet and tidying up the camp to you all."

male voice:

"How dare you talk to yourself like that! Do you even know who I am?!"

A piercing crackling sound of electricity rang out, followed by the heavy thud of a human body slamming into something resembling mud.

Lin Yuanshan repeated, his tone unchanged:

"I don't want to live in a latrine, so I'm leaving the task of digging a makeshift toilet and tidying up the camp to you all."

"Police! Where are the police?! There's a madman!!!"

Another crackling sound of electricity.

"Pfft!"

Lin Yuanshan's voice rang out again:

"I said, let's start cleaning. Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

A brief moment of dead silence.

A trembling voice rang out:

"me……"

Lin Yuanshan: "Hmm?"