For the peace of the Lonely Band, please sacrifice yourself!

"Le, are you serious about letting the bassist and keyboardist perform alone?"

"...This plan seems feasible." Yamada Ryo thought.

"Have you really considered it?!" Wang Yueshuo blinked and was stunned.

"Of course, Hongxia said that the future of the band can only depend on the two of us." Yamada Ryo kept eating curry and rice while giving Mochizuki Saku a thumbs up, and the confidence in his tone was almost overflowing.

"......What an ambitious person." Wang Yueshuo rolled his eyes at her, stretched out his hand, and asked, "Didn't you say that you have composed a new song? Send me a copy to listen to."

"...I didn't bring it today, maybe tomorrow." Yamada Ryo was silent for two seconds and delayed.

"???"

If I didn't tell you that I had written a new song, would you come over and pay for it for me?

Yamada Ryori is not righteous but still strong.

Looking at Liang Sang's shameless appearance, Wang Yueshuo was furious, but he had no choice but to admit defeat. Under the girl's happy gaze, he went to the bar to pay the bill.

"You now owe me a total of five meals of curry and two cups of 5 yen coffee." Mochizuki Saku reminded him, as if he heard the mournful humming of his wallet.

"Okay, I will definitely pay it back."

"I'll trust you again."

Wang Yueshuo didn't care about this little money. After all, the advertising revenue from YouTube over the years was enough for him to spend for more than ten years, not to mention his rich family background. He was already standing at the finish line of most people.

Shi Mi: So you are the rich guy!

"Come to think of it, I just sent you a message and less than ten minutes ago you already arrived? Such a fast speed, were you taking a walk nearby?" Yamada Ryo wiped the corner of his mouth and asked puzzledly.

"Ah... I was having a barbecue with some friends nearby, and was about to go home when I saw your message." Wang Yueshuo explained.

Friends?

Are you one of the girls who came to watch his performance last time despite the heavy rain and typhoon?

I remember that among those five girls, there were... two who had a close relationship with Shuo?

A girl with long straight black hair, her eyes full of his reflection.

A girl with short brown hair stared at him from time to time.

"Hey, friend (Hey, friend)~"

The cold voice seemed to be without any emotion. Yamada Ryo propped up his chin with both hands, his gaze fixed on an unknown place. His eyes were a little hazy. Under the gentle warm light, those golden eyes had a dreamy feeling of glass fragments, as if once he lost his mind, he would be completely intoxicated by it.

He specially combed up his dark blue medium-short hair and casually tied it into a cute little braid at the back of his head.

The slim-fitting, light black shirt with floral patterns highlights the girl's beautiful figure, which looks voluptuous when undressed but thin when dressed. The lines are excellent, especially the shoulders, back and waist. The graceful arc from the shoulders to the slender waist. The visual experience of Mochizuki Shuo, who is sitting next to her, can be described in one word - stunning!

The lower body is a pair of off-white suit pants made of knitted pure polyester fabric, which is soft, delicate and elastic. She sits with her left leg crossed over her right leg, which makes her legs look more slender and her buttocks more plump, just like a Chinese freehand painting, which only uses a few strokes but has a lasting charm, highlighting the characteristics of Yamada Ryo.

In the quiet environment, only the gentle and low singing voice is lingering.

"Okay, how about we go to another place and continue setting up the stall?" Soon, Yamada Ryo propped himself up, with a gray casual suit hanging on his arm, waved to Mochizuki Saku and said.

"Okay, at this time... let's find a stall to have a midnight snack?" After leaving the house, feeling the intoxicating night breeze and the cool wind constantly wandering on the skin of the body, the boy readily agreed and suggested.

You can think of a yatai as a neon version of a roadside stall, that is, a simple snack shop on the roadside. Generally, the name of the food sold on the yatai is written on it. For example, the one selling octopus balls not far in front has "たこ焼" written on it. It is placed there with LED lights flashing, which is quite conspicuous.

Nowadays, the yatai are quite popular among people.

After all, it is difficult to find a secluded street corner in a bustling city. When night falls and you are hungry, you come across a small shop like this and smell the rich aroma of street snacks, which is so comfortable and relaxing.

Just sit together casually with strangers from different places and different identities, eat snacks and drink sake while chatting about family matters, bragging, gossiping and complaining like old friends, and from time to time you can hear all kinds of gossips that make you laugh.

Pushing aside the cloth curtain that protected them from wind and rain, Mochizuki Saku and Yamada Ryo said "excuse me" in unison, and sat on the chairs placed casually under the dim chandelier, looking at the rising smoke and smelling the rich fragrance in the air, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey, what would you like to eat?" The stall owner was not very old, and looked to be in his thirties or forties. He wore a small white chef hat on his black crew cut and smiled as he spoke:

"Here is the menu, take your pick."

"A bowl of Hakata ramen." Yamada Ryo glanced casually and blurted out.

Wang Yueshuo had just finished eating barbecue and was not very hungry, so he just ordered a bottle of ice soda.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The stall owner smiled brightly, took out a bottle of soda from the freezer that was still steaming and had water dripping from the bottle wall, picked up the bottle and pried it open, then immediately handed it to Wang Yueshuo.

There weren't many people at this time, so a big bowl of Hakata ramen was soon placed in front of Yamada Ryo, smelling delicious food.

Red ginger, spicy mustard greens, and roasted white sesame seeds rise and fall in the milky pork bone soup. Brightly colored chili oil and vinegar float quietly on the surface of the soup. Ultra-thin noodles are soaked in it, and the noodles floating above the soup seem to indicate that this is just the tip of the iceberg. I guess the amount of noodles must be very sufficient.

When it comes to eating, Yamada Ryo has never been very concerned about his manners. The moment the stall owner handed him the chopsticks, he began to devour the food in whirlwind.

ps: It’s late, I’m very sorry or2

Chapter 83 Everything Falls into the Evening Breeze

The overhead fan worked as hard as it could, but to little value.

After happily finishing the bubble soda, Wang Yueshuo let out a long sigh, glanced at his right hand that was wet by the mist, then glanced at the girl sitting next to him eating hot noodles. His sweaty cheeks were slightly flushed, and fine beads of sweat slid down his fair and slender neck, and finally fell into the deep ravine on the hill along the winding path.

From Mochizuki Saku's perspective, it could be clearly seen that Yamada Ryo seemed to be annoyed by the heat, so she put her hands behind her back, tied her half-wet hair into a bun, then grabbed the chopsticks again and enjoyed the food with relish.

Looking at Yamada Ryo's happy expression, Mochizuki Saku suddenly had an idea. He mischievously stretched out his cold fingers and gently patted the girl's cheek.

"....hiss..."

Yamada Ryo paused for a second, and gave the 'naughty' Mochizuki Saku a meaningful look.

Just this one glance and he was stunned.

The teardrop mole under the girl's right eye was graceful and charming, alluring and captivating, as if it had hooked his soul with a chain.

Her cheeks were slightly red, perhaps from the heat or the boy's teasing, and her slightly pursed, moist lips seemed even more alluring.

A completely different expression from the past appeared on Yamada Ryo's face. How could one describe that kind of unconventional charm?

A few strands of beautiful blue hair fluttered slightly, and the exposed earlobes sparkled under the light, and it was the metal earrings that showed off their charm.

Under the slender willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of eyes are lively and charming, with golden pupils as clear as crystals soaked in clear water, a slender nose, a snow-white face that is as crystal as jade, and the snow-white skin on her shoulders is covered by soft and drooping hair.

So...so beautiful...

Wang Yueshuo couldn't help but sigh at the girl's beauty, which was elegant and graceful, like a fairy from heaven.

Yamada Ryo blinked, turned sideways in the boy's confused gaze, nudged him lightly with his elbow, and asked knowingly:

"What are you looking at, so fascinated?"

After saying that, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, waiting for his answer with interest.

"look at you."

Mochizuki Shuo said without hesitation.

"Then I'll take it as a compliment."

Yamada Ryo wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and seemed to be in a much better mood than before in the cafe.

I don't know what this woman looks like. She is obviously greedy and sleepy, but her figure is the best among the four girls in the band. Last time when she changed clothes in front of him, Mochizuki Saku accidentally caught a glimpse of Yamada Ryo's flash of waistline and abdominal muscles, which left a deep impression on him.

A flat abdomen without a trace of fat and eye-catching muscle lines.

Could it be that this guy has been secretly working out behind our backs?

Wang Yueshuo lowered his head again, thinking secretly.

Seeing his inexplicable behavior, Yamada Ryo was not curious and continued to eat his ramen.

.......

The night was hazy. After the midnight snack, the bright crescent moon was already hanging high in the dark sky.

The two walked along the sidewalk. There was an endless stream of cars on the roadside. The bright car lights coming and going, the cold white street lights and the neon lights on the corners and alleys created a hazy, colorful, and prosperous night scene for them.

When the red light at the intersection turned green, Mochizuki Saku and Yamada Ryo took a step at the same time, silently quickening their pace.

"Let me take you home. Where is your home?"

Mochizuki Shuo glanced at the time on his phone and asked.

"It's only nine o'clock, it's still early...stay a little longer."

Yamada Ryo, who was walking side by side, raised his eyebrows, put his hands behind his back, and walked lightly.

In their ears are the rustling sound of leaves blown by the evening breeze, the chirping of cicadas climbing on the tree trunks, the sound of vehicle horns when the road is blocked, and the noise of pedestrians and tourists chatting. All the sounds are amplified and transmitted to the ears of the young boys and girls in this quiet night.

“I love this feeling.”

"What does it feel like?"

"The cool breeze blows through my limbs and bones, pushing away the heavy outer shell and bringing clarity to my nerves."

Yamada Ryoshin's mumbling words stunned Mochizuki Saku, who was yawning, squinting his eyes, and feeling a little sleepy. He inadvertently fell back a few steps and lightly stepped on the girl's shadow.

Yamada Ryo untied the braid at the end of her hair, lifted up her smooth hair, paused, turned her head, and spoke softly under the boy's puzzled gaze:

"Tonight's walk ends here. Please take me to the station, Shuo-kun."

"my pleasure."

Yamada Ryo withdrew her gaze from the boundless night sky and at the same time restrained her own edge, becoming a gentle and elegant girl like the girl next door, and smiled at the boy who bowed slightly.

.....

"What are you going to do after you graduate?"

At night at the Hirasawa family's house, Hirasawa Yui, wearing slim pajamas, raised her hands, grabbed a yellow pillow, slightly bent her body, and her calves kept kicking the pillow as if she was stepping on pedals.

The snow-white skin was faintly visible, and the pillow tossed back and forth in the air like a superman trying to fly higher.

"Eh... after graduating from high school? I haven't thought about it yet..."

I can't even say that I'm worried about my sister and want to go to the same place as her.

Pingze Yu stopped what he was doing and splashed cool water on his hands that were covered with detergent foam.

"Really? That's something we need to think about carefully. It's best to plan ahead for things like this."

Hirasawa Wei was obviously very naive and childish, and had just filled out his application form. But now in front of his younger sister, he pretended to be mature and acted like a mature senior, speaking earnestly.

The girl's eyes were somewhat evasive. She peeped out in fear and shyness. She glanced at her sister who was still moving around on the carpet. She felt relieved for some reason and asked,

"And what about my sister?"

"I want to go to private girls' university N with Xiaolu and Tsumugi-chan!" Hirasawa Yui put down the pillow, raised her head high, her nose almost curled up, and gave You a thumbs up with confidence.

"Eh? A private women's university? I heard the deviation value is very high, right?"

Ping Zeyou was a little worried. After all, he knew his sister's situation very well. Could her academic ability with a single-threaded brain really be able to enter that demanding university?

"Hehe, no problem at all!" Dai Wei picked up the pillow and snorted:

"With Tsumugi-chan's help, a private girls' university is no problem at all!"

"Besides, I will study hard so that I can go to college with everyone in the light music club!"

You looked at her passionate sister and felt a warm current welling up in her heart.

My sister has grown up.

A gratified smile couldn't help but appear on his face, and Pingze Yu also made up his mind secretly.

Chapter 84 Hong Xia's Birthday

As soon as he heard Hongxia say that today's band rehearsal had ended successfully, Wangyue Shuo immediately curled up on the soft sofa and started to slack off.

Fishing is a very happy thing.

Under the double pressure of academic and band, Mochizuki Shuo, who has long mastered the skill of slacking off, has achieved "happy teaching" in the true sense.

The well-balanced schedule that combines work and rest not only makes his body and mind healthier, but also improves his work efficiency and quality, allowing him to achieve twice the result with half the effort in his studies.

"Come to think of it, tomorrow is May 29th." Wang Yueshuo looked at the mobile phone calendar that suddenly popped up a reminder panel, thinking.

May 29th, an ordinary yet extraordinary day, it is Hongxia’s birthday.

"What gift should I prepare?" Mochizuki Saku held his chin up, his eyes passing over Kita who was absorbed in plucking the strings and Pochi who didn't dare to stop because everyone was still playing, and fell on the blond drummer who was sitting on the drum stool, wiping his sweat with a towel.

Drum keys? Cymbal oil? Cymbal quick-release caps? Signature sticks? A kick drum enhancer?