In music anime, band girls won't be alone.

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On his way back, Shirakawa Sawa pondered how to find an excuse to give Toyokawa Shoko money while simultaneously texting Takamatsu Akari.

"Tokyo-chan, I've finished talking with Wakaba-san."

"She introduced me to someone who could help Xiangzi with advertising on his account."

"I guess they were afraid that if they told Xiangzi directly, he would refuse, so they approved my application."

"Please don't tell Xiangzi about this yet, Dengjiang."

Takamatsu Den quickly replied.

"Okay, Ze-jun."

"I'll keep it a secret."

When he got home, Shirakawa opened the envelope and found it was indeed full of 10,000 yen bills.

I counted them, and there were exactly one hundred.

He couldn't help but sigh.

"Wakaba-kun, you've really given me a lot of work to do..."

After putting the money away, Shirakawa took out the business card that Wakaba Mutsu had given him and dialed the number on it.

After the call connected, a middle-aged man's voice came through.

"Hey?"

Shirakawa Sawa didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

"Hello, this is the contact information I received from Ruoye."

The voices on the other end immediately became enthusiastic.

"Oh~ you're the friend Xiao Mu was talking about, right?"

"Let me take a look..."

"One hour."

"Come to my store after 7:40, let's talk. Do you have time?"

Shirakawa Ze said no problem, thanked him, hung up the phone, and then went to make dinner.

After dinner, he had a general idea in mind and planned to talk to Toyokawa Shoko after she got off work.

At 7:20, Shirakawa Sawa left the house.

Twenty-five minutes later, he arrived at the entrance of the music store listed on the business card.

After speaking to the shop assistant inside, he was led to the door of the president's office.

The shop assistant gave him a slight bow and then left.

Shirakawa knocked on the door, and after hearing a "come in" from inside, he opened the door and went in.

There was only one middle-aged man in the office, sitting behind his desk.

Shirakawa closed the door and then greeted the man.

"Hello, President."

The man smiled and beckoned to him, gesturing for him to sit down opposite him.

"Please don't be shy, have a seat."

After the boy sat down, the man poured him a glass of water and placed it in front of him, then got straight to the point.

"Xiao Mu told me that you're in charge of operating a video account, is that right?"

Shirakawa Ze nodded.

"Yes, President."

"It's an account that mainly posts videos of piano performances."

The man nodded.

"Could you show me your account profile page?"

Shirakawa Ze opened his phone, went to the account page, and then handed the phone over.

The man glanced at the phone casually, then returned it. He got up, placed the guitar case on his desk, opened it, and inside was an acoustic guitar.

The guitar appears to be of average quality, and it has a huge music store logo on the body, suggesting it was made specifically for promotional purposes.

The man gestured to the guitar, then looked at Shirakawa Sawa.

"My requirement is that the guitar be fully visible in the video."

"As for how to arrange them and where to place them, I won't make any requirements. You can decide for yourselves."

"Regarding the contract, let's sign a one-year contract."

"Is it okay if this guitar appears in every video for the next year?"

Shirakawa Sawa said no problem.

The man continued speaking,

"Okay, how often do you guys typically release a new video?"

Shirakawa Sawa thought for a moment.

"Under normal circumstances, one per week."

The man sat back down in his chair.

"There are 52 weeks in a year. Considering that we may not be able to produce videos every week, let's calculate it as 50 weeks."

"50 videos, with advertising fees for each video calculated based on your number of followers, at 10,000 yen per video, is that acceptable?"

Shirakawa Sawa said yes.

After all, this advertisement only requires displaying the guitar; nothing else is needed—it's pure free money.

For a video account of this size, this is perfectly acceptable.

Of course, he also knew that the other party was only willing to offer these conditions because of Ruoye Mutsu's sake.

The man nodded, took out two contracts, and began to sign them.

After Shirakawa Sawa finished signing, he handed one of the contracts, along with an envelope, to the former.

"One-time payment, happy cooperation."

After exchanging a few polite words, Shirakawa Sawa took the envelope, slung his guitar bag over his shoulder, and left the music store.

After Shirakawa left, the man took a picture of the contract and sent it to Wakaba Mutsumi, along with the caption:

"Xiao Mu, your friend's matter has been settled!"

After putting down his phone, the man threw the contract into the shredder. Looking at the contract reduced to strips of paper, a slight relief appeared on his face.

"Phew~ I've finally repaid the favor."

"It only cost 500,000, it's such a great deal!"

Volume 1: Chapter 157 Is this a battlefield of love?

On his way back, Shirakawa Sawa sent a message to Toyokawa Shoko.

"Xiangzi, come to my house after get off work. I have something to tell you."

He put away his phone and continued walking home. As soon as he looked up, he saw Nagasaki Motoyo coming towards him from the opposite side of the road.

Moreover, the other party clearly noticed him, locking his gaze on him and quickening their pace.

Shirakawa stopped at the intersection where he was about to turn, and greeted the other person as they approached.

"Su Shi, good evening."

After jogging, Nagasaki Motoyo was slightly out of breath, her chest heaving more.

Good evening, Ze Jun.

Shirakawa Ze's eyes held a hint of curiosity.

"Did Su Shi come to see me?"

The girl nodded and gestured in the direction of the boy's house.

"Let's talk about it at Zejun's house."

After the two entered, Shirakawa put down his guitar bag, placed a drink in front of the other person, and then sat down.

"Su Shi, let's rest for a bit first."

Nagasaki Motoyo nodded, then got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Shirakawa looked at her with some confusion.

"Su Shi?"

The girl turned to look at the other person, her eyes also filled with doubt.

"Didn't Ze Jun tell me to rest for a bit first?"

Shirakawa Ze hadn't expected the other person to joke with him, so he raised his hand and patted the sofa.

"What I mean is, let Su Shi catch her breath and calm down before you talk to me..."

Nagasaki Motoyo didn't move, continuing to gaze at his face, a hint of weakness appearing on her own.

"Is Ze-jun getting impatient now?"

Shirakawa's radar immediately sounded an alarm, and he quickly sat up straight, waving his hand at the same time.

"No, no, Su Shi, don't overthink it."