They all have hidden attributes!

When Kashima Reiko made her suggestion, her gaze unconsciously fell on the hem of Takahashi Makoto's T-shirt. She knew very well that the powerful muscles beneath the thin fabric were always dazzling.

"Never mind, I value my privacy." Takahashi Makoto quickly edited the message, adding the location.

Before clicking publish, Kashima Reiko leaned over and said, "Wait a moment, let me take a picture."

She took her phone back, took a picture of the two of them together, making sure the drum set and electric piano were in the frame, before clicking publish.

[Now, in Shibuya, Tokyo, in Sakuragaoka-cho, we're sending you a White Day return gift.]

After the message was posted, wait a dozen seconds, refresh the page, and countless comments immediately popped up below.

Makoto Takahashi glanced at the list and looked doubtful: "Will anyone really come? Why is everyone shipping us? Some people are even asking when you got your ears pierced."

The trend in comments is indeed a bit strange; there seem to be relatively few people focusing on the street performance itself.

Kashima Reiko replied to the message without changing her expression, saying calmly, "That's normal, because most of your fans are girls."

[I got Reiko's ears pierced this morning.]

After replying under the name of Makoto Takahashi, she put her phone in her pocket, turned and walked away: "I'm going to check the speaker cable."

"it is good."

Makoto Takahashi went around to the back of the van, opened the door, and climbed inside.

Inside the spacious carriage, Maya Uesugi and Yuki Tachimi were preparing for their street performance.

"I just posted an update on my social media; it looks like it's going to be quite lively there."

Makoto Takahashi picked up the pink cat head that was placed to the side, turned it on, and the LED screen lit up with an expression: "Yo, you shouldn't be nervous, right?"

Maya Uesugi paused for a moment, and her movements as she strummed the guitar strings became noticeably stiff.

During NiceFold's public performances, she, as the lead guitarist, never stood in a prominent position, giving most of the stage space to Makoto Takahashi and Kaori Hanakawa.

Today I'm not only going to play the guitar, but also sing...

“Speaking of which, didn’t I write a song called ‘Spring Shadow’ for you when we were in Kamakura? I’m thinking of making an album around this song and releasing it at a concert in the Minato Ward,” Makoto Takahashi said casually as he sat down behind the two of them.

"If it's not important, we can talk about it after the performance," Uesugi Maya snapped at him irritably.

Before the performance, she was more nervous than she had imagined. Tachimi Yuki, who was also performing for the first time, had a strong mentality and showed no signs of nervousness.

"Yosuga, Makoto-kun is actually quite vengeful, you know," Yuki Tachimi kindly reminded him, glancing at the sheet music on the tablet screen.

"That's not true, at least not now."

Makoto Takahashi grabbed Maya Uesugi by the back of the neck from behind and leaned closer: "Now I prefer to take revenge on the spot and execute her on the spot."

"Hey, do you want me to give you some space?"

As Tachibana Yuki made a move to get out of the car, Uesugi Maya's expression instantly tightened, and her whole body tensed up: "Wait, I don't need some alone time right now."

"Sayonara, you can be scared too?" Tachimi Yuki mocked.

Maya Uesugi turned around and glared at Makoto Takahashi, her expression turning cold: "Get out of here and stop causing trouble."

"I'm here to help you relax."

Makoto Takahashi pinched the back of her neck with an innocent look on his face, his attitude aggrieved: "It was you who suddenly breathed on me, it was so unreasonable."

"Don't use such a strange expression as '[exhale]'." Uesugi Maya's eyes were filled with helplessness and dissatisfaction.

At this moment, the noise outside the car gradually increased. The three of them looked out of the car window at the same time and saw a large crowd gathering from different directions. The bodyguards perked up and formed a human wall to ensure a safe distance.

Uesugi Maya, who was already tense, suddenly looked even more unpleasant.

"After all, it's White Day, so there are a lot of couples on dates around Shibuya."

Tachimi Yuki reached out to Takahashi Makoto, asking for the pink cat head, and tapped it twice. The emoticon on the LED screen then changed to a crying face.

"Look on the bright side, Xiaoye, through this performance, you can overcome your psychological barrier once and for all."

"Aye, it's not too late to give up now."

Makoto Takahashi did not force Maya Uesugi, leaving the choice to her.

Maya Uesugi turned around and met his gaze. She read the heartfelt worry and understanding in his gentle eyes.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath to calm herself down, and then said, "I think I should be fine."

Makoto Takahashi nodded, looked around, and tried to find something to distract Maya Uesugi, such as a ball of yarn or catnip.

An item placed in the corner unexpectedly came into view: a cat head on a TV set, just like the one worn by Tachimi Yuki, only in a different color—the purple that Hanakawa Kaori would like.

It seems she has already prepared for the possibility that Maya Uesugi will not be able to perform.

"Do you have a hair tie?" Takahashi Makoto asked, extending his hand to Tadashi Yuki.

The young lady used to have short hair, so she naturally wouldn't have hair ties. Now, with her blonde hair draped over her shoulders, she doesn't lack such small items in her pockets.

Taking the hair tie, Makoto Takahashi tied Maya Uesugi's glossy black hair into a low ponytail, helped her put on her in-ear monitor and portable microphone, and then took the purple cat head from the corner and put it on her head.

"Wouldn't this make me feel safer? Or would it be a sister color to Sachi?"

Since Hanakawa Kaori isn't here, there's nothing they can do to protest.

"Let me have some peace and quiet, give me another 10 minutes."

Maya Uesugi's deep voice came from inside the hood. Makoto Takahashi and Yuki Tachimi exchanged a glance, got out of the car together, and left enough space for each other.

Upon leaving the train carriage, Yuki Tachibana, who couldn't easily appear in public, immediately put on her pink cat headpiece.

Makoto Takahashi tapped the LED screen, changing the expression to a mischievous grin: "This suits you better, my angel."

"Help me fix my hair."

Tachikami Yuki didn't care about her expression. Takahashi Makoto combed his shiny blonde hair neatly, took the bass, and put it in her arms.

The car door was not closed, and Maya Uesugi sat motionless in the individual seat.

The surroundings were noisy, and time slipped away unnoticed.

"Help me down," Uesugi Maya suddenly said.

"Move a little closer to the car door."

In the darkness, she followed Makoto Takahashi's voice to the car door, but before she could react, she was lifted out of the car.

After her feet touched the ground, Uesugi Maya still held tightly to Takahashi Makoto's shoulders and commanded, "Help me over there."

"Yes, sir."

Makoto Takahashi extended his other hand to Yukimura, then turned to Maya Uesugi and said:

"Don't overthink it. Anyway, people already have enough stereotypes about rock and roll. Besides, most of them are here to see me. If you really don't want to sing, you can burn your guitar in public."

Uesugi Maya didn't say anything and silently followed him to the stage for the street performance.

The moment Makoto Takahashi appeared from behind the van, cheers erupted from the crowd, the atmosphere so enthusiastic that even the air seemed to tremble.

He guided Tachibana Yuki and Uesugi Maya to a suitable spot, scanning their gaze from left to right. Couples holding ice cream, trendy girls, shop assistants from nearby stores... all had excited expressions on their faces, and many of them were familiar faces.

Taking the microphone originally used for singing, Makoto Takahashi smiled gently and began to speak:

"There were more people than I expected. It might sound narcissistic to say that, but I know you all wanted to give me my special chocolate for Valentine's Day, so I organized this performance on short notice."

A burst of laughter erupted around them, but it didn't quite reach Uesugi Maya's ears.

In the darkness where she could no longer see, all her attention was focused on Makoto Takahashi, using sound to determine his location and the distance between them.

While listening to him promote his Tokyo Dome Live, performances, and art exhibitions, Maya Uesugi was also counting the guitar strings with the touch of her fingertips.

My heart was pounding; rather than pounding like a deer, it would be more accurate to describe it as being on tenterhooks.

Finally, the warm-up ended, and it was time for the performance.

"Now, we'll begin playing NoName's original song, 'Lady'."

The noisy drumbeats began, and the guitar and bass simultaneously launched their melody. Uesugi Maya's fingers plucked the strings continuously, silently counting the length of the intro.

The breeze that swept past brought warmth, as if I were in a spring-filled field.

In that fleeting moment, the clean and elegant notes of the electric piano drifted over, adding warmth and brightness to her guitar playing.

I am no longer alone.

Maya Uesugi subconsciously turned to look in Makoto Takahashi's direction, her fingers moving with even greater speed and skill.

A gust of wind blew from behind and gave her a push, making her feel exceptionally warm. Then, her slightly deep and calm voice drifted among the pink petals of the cherry tree.

"What if we were like that dazzling movie?"

"What if we meet again?"

"What do you want to do now?"

......

The street performance was very short, lasting only three songs before it ended.

Guided by Makoto Takahashi, they returned to the van. Maya Uesugi and Yuki Tachimi removed their cat heads, looked at each other, and their expressions relaxed.

Seeing the subtle smiles on their lips, Takahashi Makoto pretended to be serious and said:

"I've decided to buy a tomahawk-style digital piano, the kind you hang on your shoulder. The regular digital pianos are too formal; they don't give you the feel of a bassist."

"How does it feel?" asked Tachimi Yuki, who is also a bassist.

"Stop telling your boring, lame jokes."

Uesugi Maya gave him a disdainful look and coldly ordered, "Come with me to the publishing house later. I want to find out about Ms. Sakai's progress."

Makoto Takahashi raised his wrist and glanced down at his watch. Less than two hours had passed since he parted ways with Ms. Sakai.

"So impatient?" he asked, puzzled.

"Saya, it's not very respectable of you to order my boyfriend around like this." Tachimi Yuki frowned slightly, looking troubled.

"Don't you like leaving us alone? I always thought you had some strange delusions and quirks."

In response to her accusations, Uesugi Maya immediately retaliated.

"You really don't care about anything, being so harsh on your sister."

Tachibana Yuki raised his hand to cover his chest, looking very hurt. Uesugi Maya curled her lips in disdain: "I still really hate your personality."

Makoto Takahashi looked them up and down, somewhat puzzled as to how the two of them could start arguing so naturally.