"Any amount that exceeds my allowance, you have to make up for it yourself."

"forget it."

After seeing off Nagasaki Suyo, Ito Rin, who said she had something to do but actually had nothing to do, started searching for nearby music stores.

As a high-quality scumbag, Ito Rin knows best how to maintain the relationship between couples.

Being together all day long will affect intimacy. It is good for both of you to keep a distance occasionally.

Just like today's musical instruments.

But what instrument should he buy?

Following the instructions on the map, Ito Rin came to the music store, which was quite quiet at night.

It was lively, with many people who looked like parents bringing their children here to choose musical instruments.

Judging from the guests, girls were indeed more interested in this matter. When he came in, many people looked over.

Bass? Or keyboards?

After walking around the first floor, Ito Rin immediately had the answer.

"Dear." He texted Nagasaki Suyo.

"Ok?"

"How much reimbursement amount do you support?"

"...Let me take a look." Because she doesn't spend much money, Nagasaki Suyo has no idea how thick her wallet is.

When Ito Rin could no longer maintain his cool and handsome face, the news finally came from the other side.

"Within 100,000 yen."

"Rich woman!"

"Don't pretend. You can't buy a very good instrument with this money."

"That's enough. I'm going to buy a bass."

"Because of me? I'm going to be touched."

"Come on, what keyboard do you want to buy for 100,000 yen?"

"I'm getting angry." As expected, Ito Rin is very talented in irritating people.

After teasing her a few more times, Ito Rin found the bass that caught his eye.

The selling price is 98,000.

It’s not that he deliberately stuck to this number, but most of the prices are like this. The cheaper ones feel like entry-level models.

After paying with the bank card he carried with him, he took a photo of the receipt and sent it to Nagasaki Suyo. He looked at the smirk she sent him, but didn't take it too seriously.

Having an expensive toy for free made him feel very happy. He left the music store and planned to go home.

It was already late at this time. There were endless pedestrians walking by the river not far away, and street performers were singing.

"Ito...!?"

Hearing an uncertain sound behind him, Ito Rin turned around with a puzzled look on her face.

Wakaba Mu was standing under the street light. When he saw that he had not recognized the wrong person and it was indeed Ito Rin, a hint of human emotion appeared on her delicate and dull puppet-like face.

"It's really you."

"Um, why is Wakaba-san here?"

This place is neither near Yuezhisen Academy nor far from her home. It would make no sense for Ye Mu to appear in front of her.

"Class." Wakaba Mu pointed to the guitar on his back, then his eyes fell on his instrument case.

"you……"

"Soyo bought me the bass. She wanted me to learn from her." Ito Rin answered honestly.

Ruoye Mu frowned, and seeing his happy look, he felt very unhappy.

It would be fine if Nagasaki Suyo stole her man, but why did she force him to practice bass?

What a complete waste of her brother's talent!

"Miss Wakaba?" Seeing her expression gradually becoming terrifying, Ito Rin asked tentatively.

He didn't dare to provoke Ruo Yemu, for fear that his sister might be in trouble that day and really pull out a knife and stab him to death.

"You like bass?" she asked, coming back to her senses.

"It's okay. I feel like I can get started easily."

She nodded, and when Ito Rin thought it was over and was about to say goodbye.

"Stand here and wait."

Without giving him a chance to refuse, Ruoye Mu turned and walked into the music store. Ito Rin swallowed her saliva, not knowing whether to leave or not.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last for a few minutes. Under the light in front of the music store, the petite figure came out holding something.

"for you."

Her fair face was flushed due to the intense exercise, but it did not affect her beauty at all.

What was pushed into Ito Rin's hands was an electric keyboard that he had seen many times in the store.

He didn't want to recall the price, as it was definitely beyond his reach with Nagasaki Suyo's pocket money.

"Ruoye-san..."

"Give up the bass, you're more talented at it."

Wakaba Mutsu in front of him had a serious look on his face, which reminded Ito Rin of how she also liked to put on this look to protect herself when she was bullied.

Ito Rin took a deep breath and felt the object in her hand become heavier.

"I can't have it." Ito Rin said.

Of course this is not acceptable. Ruo Ye Mu, you idiot, have you ever considered how strange this matter is?

These two people who hardly communicate with each other normally, when they meet on the street, one of them gives the other an expensive keyboard without saying a word, and then inexplicably says something like "you have talent".

Come on, does this make sense?

"I won't take your money."

"It has nothing to do with money. It's inappropriate for you, Ruoye, to give me such an expensive gift."

Ruoye Mu tilted his head and said in confusion: "Isn't this still about money? I don't charge money."

Can it understand human speech?

"I don't have any talent in this area. I think my talent is all in bass." Ito Rin said against her will.

Wakaba Mu's expression turned cold, and he stared at Ito Rin with a "fatal gaze".

"...Maybe I do have that kind of talent."

"Not at all."

"But I can't accept this thing, Ruoye. We're not even close, okay? If you suddenly give me something like this, it will make people suspicious."

Ruoye Mu under the street light seemed confused. He looked at him strangely, then nodded thoughtfully.

"Who would doubt it?" She still asked a question mercifully.

"Soyo, she knew I didn't have any musical instruments, and suddenly I had an expensive keyboard. I can't explain it at all."

It would have been fine if this name had not been mentioned. As soon as her name was mentioned, new and old grudges flooded into Ruoye Mu's heart. She puffed up her cheeks in anger, and became even more certain that this gift was the right one.

If she wasn't sure she couldn't move the piano, she should have given him an instrument that was truly suitable for Ito Rin.

"Tell her it was from me."

The calm tone revealed a strong self-confidence, which made Ito Rin a little suspicious. Could it be that you have grasped Nagasaki Suyo's weak spot?

"I won't take it back, do with it as you please."

The taciturn and independent Wakaba Mutsu walked forward without looking back. Ito Rin followed her for two steps and found that she turned around again.

"That..." Ruoye Mu pinched his fingers.

"what?!"

"Friend." She held out her phone.

"..."

After failing to return the instrument, he added her friends to the list. Looking at her slender figure, Ito Rin looked at the instrument in her arms at a loss.

After enjoying the breeze for a while and waiting until everyone around was looking at him, Ito Rin sighed and returned to the rental house.

Placing the two musical instruments in the already limited space and sitting in front of them, Ito Rin was in a dilemma.

His broken system allowed him to collect the things he exchanged from the system, but he couldn't do that with real items like this.

It seems like he will make money for himself through this convenience!

If he were older or not in school, he might have such thoughts, but his life is still normal, so how could he possibly go down the path of breaking the law?

But if it is really possible to load real objects into the system, and there is still a lot of space, can he act as a physical porter?

Wait, what’s the difference between this and delivering food using a portal?

The more I think about it, the more bored I get.

Ito Rin simply hid the keyboard, at least not in a place where it could be seen as soon as one entered the house.

And

Bass was treated very well. On the one hand, it was a gift from Nagasaki Suyo, and on the other hand, practicing bass at home would not easily cause conflicts among neighbors.

No wonder the bass is the greatest instrument in the world.

Thinking of this, after taking a shower and lying on the bed, Ito Rin, who had been busy all day, looked at the ceiling and felt tired.

Then, someone sent him a message.

"piano?"

It was a sentence without a beginning or an end, but because the sender was Wakaba Mutsu, he immediately understood its meaning.

Ask him if he wants a piano.

"Absolutely not. Take your keyboard away as soon as possible!" Ito Rin typed quickly.

"Oh."

What do you mean by "oh"? Are you going to take it or not?

Looking at the chat history on the mobile phone screen, Ito Rin waited for a long time before realizing that she had disappeared.

Another confusing day.

Ito Rin put her cell phone on the table, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

Volume 2: Chapter 47 Xiangzi, Late

"Just bought this? It's okay."

Nagasaki Suyo picked up the bass and made a few comments in a proud manner.

Ito Rin stroked the maple bass body, and the depressed mood caused by being forced to use a keyboard last night improved a lot.

"Remember to pay."

He didn't forget about it, so he put the bass into its case and carried it on his back.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and even though it was October, it was still a hot time of year.

They met at the foot of a tower in Roppongi and were about to go to the Ring to start a full day of training.

Although there is no way to judge the specific time, in many simulations, the speed of the Hen Card Band's rise is faster than a rocket. They debuted in one show, became famous in two shows, and were about to enter the martial arts hall in the third show. This is not nonsense at all, proving that time is definitely not on their side.

Since you promised to help win, you can't wait for the hen card to fully develop before winning. You only have one chance.

Therefore, the training time stipulated by Coach Ito is very strict, and there is no slacking even on holidays.

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