Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 34. "Starry Night"

7 p.m.

The window of the room was open, and the evening breeze brought the warmth of the night. There was a hint of moisture in the wind, and it might rain tomorrow.

Facing the light, Masumi Miyazawa carefully peeled off the masking tape on the guitar fretboard, taking care not to leave any glue marks.

The originally green embroidered frets were polished and now glowed silvery-white under the light.

He oiled the fretboard, smoothed it over with a suede cloth, wiped it clean, and then put new strings on the guitar.

Although I don't play the piano anymore, it seems a bit pitiful to just leave it here and not care about it.

Ever since that day when he visited the orphanage, Masumi always subconsciously looked at things around him in this way.

There seems to be a similar legend among the people -

Once created, objects are meant to serve. If a tool is discarded or neglected after long-term use, it will accumulate resentment and eventually transform into a monster called a "tsukumogami."

Masumi has always believed in the existence of ghosts. His idea is very simple. Since so many people in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad, have said so with certainty, there must be a reason for it.

So he wasn't afraid of ghosts - they had always existed, so there was nothing to be surprised about.

But if it was the guitar monster coming to take his life, it would still be very scary: if a guitar weighing seven or eight kilograms hit him on the head, he would probably faint immediately.

"Guitar-kun, don't worry. Even if I don't play it anymore, I will still cherish you."

He promised in his heart.

This is a man's promise.

Masumi Miyazawa, 22, is the former lead singer and rhythm guitarist of the Tokyo underground rock band "Shichiku Baku". He is currently working as a barista at his own coffee shop "Fanxing" in his hometown of Kobe.

The newly renovated Starry Sky Coffee Shop has been open for a week.

Although it didn’t immediately become a popular coffee shop, go viral on social media, and then be packed with customers who came here for its reputation, its business conditions did improve.

It wasn't noticeable during the first three days, but on the fourth day, more and more repeat customers came, and by the prime time of the weekend, the store was almost full for the first time.

This change cheered up Masumi, as it meant that his efforts were indeed recognized and rewarded.

On the contrary, if he suddenly becomes popular on the Internet for some inexplicable reason, he will feel uneasy about such "extreme wealth".

Because the favor of fate will come to you when you least expect it, and will also leave you when you don't want it. Instead of pinning your hopes on such illusory things, he would rather rely on hard work and be down-to-earth.

Well, he thought so when he first formed the band.

But...if I had become popular on the Internet unexpectedly, maybe the result would have been different.

Masumi let out another long sigh.

"Masumi-kun, you're talking to your guitar and sighing all by yourself. Are you possessed?"

A sweet female voice with a slightly annoying tone came from the air.

Hearing this, Masumi said without even looking up: "Seno, you didn't even knock when you entered my room?"

"You're slandering me! Masumi-kun, I'm going to sue you for defamation."

"Your door is clearly wide open, and I haven't even stepped into the room. Just look if you don't believe me."

Masumi turned his head and saw a pair of white, tender bare feet in slippers, standing outside the boundary between the door and the room, without stepping inside.

Following the slender ankles upwards, there is a pair of voluptuous and long beautiful legs. The owner of the legs has an extremely beautiful and charming face, but the smile has a bit of sinister meaning.

Asami Seno, a girl one year older than Masumi, is a lazy, alcoholic girl with a poor alcohol tolerance, who likes to play pranks on others and is a veteran otaku who loves ACG.

But beneath her somewhat troublesome appearance, she is also a warm and approachable person.

Whether it is solving the urgent problem of the coffee shop menu or the efforts made to resolve the misunderstanding and build a good relationship between Masumi and the heir, it is worthy of recognition.

Come to think of it, Masumi hasn't thanked her properly yet.

"Seno..."

"how?"

Mami blinked, "Why are you hesitating? Do you have something to say to me? Wait! Could it be..." She lifted her bangs from her forehead like a photo model, her long black hair flowing between her fingers like the night, and her beautiful brown eyes narrowed slightly.

"Ahhhh~ This is really a headache."

"After all, she's a beauty, and a super popular character with the popular labels of a queen, big breasts, and a heavy drinker. If there were a popularity vote in the comic series, she would definitely take first place with an overwhelming number of votes!"

"It's normal to develop feelings of admiration, or even a desire that's too shy to mention, for such a charming goddess."

As Mami spoke, she deliberately struck various poses like a photo model, but despite her hot body, her movements were stiff and clumsy.

Even if he had feelings for her, seeing her like this, all those romantic thoughts disappeared, but Mami still felt good about herself.

"Ah~ What should I do? Masumi-kun's confession... Come to think of it, I don't really dislike you. Should I just agree to it..."

"But it seems too good for you. How about you reincarnate a hundred or eighty times to save me? Or I will be involved in some supernatural phenomenon and be forgotten by the whole world, and only you will remember me..."

She became more and more excited as she spoke, as if she wanted to talk until the end of time, but before she could do so, Masumi interrupted her.

"Too much self-awareness." Masumi sighed.

"Also, please don't speak like an anime character."

“Ah la la la la la~”

Mami childishly contradicted him, "Isn't this a very big sister-like habit? Don't you like it? As soon as you hear this line, even without seeing the screen, you can tell that this character is definitely big."

"It's okay in the animation, but when I hear people talk about it in real life, it always feels weird."

Being interrupted by her, the thanks that Masumi had wanted to express disappeared from his mind.

"So...what are you doing here?"

"You have such a bad memory! Didn't we agree to hold a welcome party for you?"

"Rin-chan and the others are already prepared. We're having barbecue tonight." Asami urged him.

Just then, Masumi remembered that after the first day of business, Asami had suggested holding a formal welcome party for Masumi, welcoming him back to Kobe and officially joining Fanxing, and the girls all agreed to it.

However, as the number of guests increased and the work became busier, no one mentioned this matter anymore. Masumi originally thought that no one would help him organize a welcome party.

"Okay, okay, go downstairs first. I'll be right there after I finish stringing my guitar."

It was a pleasant surprise and unexpected to receive a response to something I had not expected. At the same time, everyone's thoughtfulness made Masumi feel very warm.

Thinking about it this way, the girls in Fanxing all value promises and will not easily promise things they cannot keep.

"Oh."

Asami responded casually, but didn't leave immediately. Instead, she stared at Masumi's guitar.

"Masumi-kun, is this your guitar?"

"Ah."

"It's a beautiful shape." Mami first praised it casually, then said:

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask a question, but I don't have any friends who are in bands."

"what is the problem?"

"I've seen band anime too, and I know the guitar, drums, keyboards, and bass combination. The first three have a strong presence, but the bass isn't very noticeable."

“Would it bother the band if they didn’t have a bassist?”

"Hmm..." Masumi thought for a moment and replied, "If not, I might always feel like something is missing."

"Eh—" Asami was a little disappointed with the answer, "Bass's reason for existence is so ambiguous."

Having said this, she turned and walked downstairs.

"Remember to come and eat barbecue soon."

　Thanks to 怽殇_覃墨, 我爱还沒死透 for the reward, thanks to 想吃葱菜呀, 歌词戴枝沾蜜, book friend 20221201160133807, Quark, book friend 20220402233654253, Sima Chitian for the monthly ticket, thank you all for your comments and recommendation votes
　　
　
(End of this chapter)