Anime, but you can win a prize by confessing your love

As for little Pochi, she seemed to be petrified after realizing that what Liang said to Hongxia at the beginning was referring to her and Ye Mu, and she is still maintaining the same posture and not moving.

"No way, then who will serve the customers today?"

Ye Mu reacted and asked back.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, we still have to entertain the guests, right?"

Kita wiped the sweat from her head. She also had an impression of the dusty and dilapidated storage room.

The difficulty of this kind of thing is probably second only to cleaning the toilet of the stars!

Just as the three were rejoicing, a voice coming from behind completely shattered their fantasies.

"Unfortunately, Fanxing doesn't have any bands scheduled today, so just focus on your work. Depending on your performance, maybe I'll give you some extra money."

The store manager had climbed up from the table at some point, with his hands on his chest, his grumpiness and world-weary look perfectly blended together, almost writing the words "don't mess with me" on his face.

No way, you only told us when you arrived at the scene that there really is your store manager!

After the band finished, everyone had gloomy faces, silently found aprons and rubber gloves, and walked towards the utility room with empty eyes.

…………

"Ahem, it's so choking. I'll go see if there's a mask."

The process of cleaning up the clutter was painful and long, filled with the smell of dust and decay.

He was slacking off the whole time, just symbolically moving a bundle of rock magazines, coughing twice in a pretentious manner, and then took the opportunity to slip out.

"A-choo! Really, Senior Liang is so cunning, I feel like I've already inhaled a nose full of dust."

Kita sneezed, expressing her dissatisfaction with her idol for the first time.

Ye Mu glanced at Kita. The delicate makeup on the face of the beautiful girl was covered with a little dust, and beads of sweat slid down her swan-like neck to her collarbone from time to time.

Well, the beautiful girl is cute no matter what, but she looks very embarrassed now.

She took a few broken wipes from the shelf and put them on the ground, then Hong Xia wiped her sweat and tried to comfort him.

"Don't worry, Liang will definitely be rushed back by his sister in less than five minutes."

That's true. The store manager might really allow someone to slack off under her nose.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt much more balanced, and Ye Mu shifted his gaze to Hong Xia.

Her long side ponytail was tied into a bright yellow bun before work. Hong Xia, who was facing away from him, had her white shirt soaked with sweat, sticking to her back. He could vaguely see her blue underwear...

Looking down, Hongxia's white over-the-knee socks were covered with a lot of dust, probably because she sweated and accidentally rubbed them against the shelf.

Hong Xia, with her back to Ye Mu, was unaware of Ye Mu's gaze. She bent down again, preparing to move the sundries piled on the ground to the door, and her perfect buttocks slightly raised the outline of her short skirt, which made people feel a little dry in the mouth.

Oh no, Hongxia is about to turn around.

Ye Mu quickly turned his head away and pretended to be tidying up the shelves.

"Mr. Ye, slacking off is not a good behavior. If you are going to do it, you must do it well."

Hong Xia thought Ye Mu was distracted and said with a pout.

The store manager is her sister, so when no one else wants to clean up the clutter, she can only set an example and do the hardest and most tiring part.

Seeing Ye Mu, who was half-squatting on the ground, nodding vigorously, Hong Xia smiled and walked out of the room carrying the pile of debris.

When she passed by, Ye Mu sniffed subconsciously.

She is so virtuous, I have to find a way to marry her home.

Chapter 164: Selling a Violin

Just as Hongxia said, Liang, who wanted to take the opportunity to slack off, was pushed back by the store manager within five minutes.

"Work hard and don't be lazy!"

Yidizhi Xingge glared and shouted sternly.

"Tsk, you're just slacking off..."

Liang complained unhappily.

"As the store manager, my daily task is to communicate with various bands and arrange reasonable performance times."

The shameless adult found a way out for herself, completely ignoring the fact that Liang had just witnessed that only PA-chan was still debugging the works of other bands, while she was completely playing with her mobile phone!

After watching the store manager leave, he walked in sloppily, but she was still unwilling to work. She just looked around and rummaged around.

"Ryo, you should do some work, look at Pochi-chan and Kita..."

Hongxia pointed at Kita who was carrying sundries and Kita who was wiping the shelves, and the latter even gave Liang a sunny smile.

"Pochi is angry but dares not speak, and Kita is forcing a smile... Wait, what is this?"

Liang seemed to have discovered something, and he picked up a dusty object from the pile of debris and placed it among everyone.

Hearing Liang's words, everyone came over curiously.

There was a gray rectangular suitcase on the ground. Through the dust, I could vaguely see the word "BASS" written in the middle of the suitcase.

This looks like a piano.

"It may be something belonging to my sisters. Let's take it over and ask them."

After simply wiping the box, Hong Xia said.

When they heard there was an opportunity to not work, everyone nodded in agreement, took off their rubber gloves decisively, and followed Hong Xia who was carrying the box to find the store manager.

After a moment, all the staff of Fanxing put their heads together and gathered around the low table where the boxes were placed.

The store manager frowned and thought for a moment, then opened the box, and a dusty bass appeared in front of everyone.

"This bass doesn't seem to be in very good condition."

PA-chan took a look at the deformed guitar neck and chuckled.

But why does PA always stand next to him?

Ye Mu smelled the perfume wafting from PA-chan and couldn't help but sigh.

It's not that he just doesn't believe it. It's mainly because this kind of thing seems to have happened more than once. Even at Liang's birthday party, PA-chan asked to sit next to Ye Mu. Later, when the manager refused on the grounds that "it's inconvenient to pour wine", she looked a little regretful.

"Well, this bass belongs to Hiroi."

The manager gently slid his hands over the strings, and his expression softened a lot, as if he was lost in memories.

Seeing this, Hongxia smiled slightly, and was somewhat grateful to Liang for digging out the bass. After all, even someone as dishonest as her sister would inevitably be touched when old things evoked memories.

But something shocking happened soon.

The store manager retracted his finger and said calmly:

"Today's mission has changed. You guys go find a music store and sell this bass."

"Eh??? ×5"

No way, weren’t we just talking about the plot of the Dream Chasers band? How come the topic suddenly changed to the story of the ruthless capitalists?

"I think Ms. Hiroi would mind..."

"Don't worry, we bought this guitar when we first formed the band, and now she has a new one."

but……

Many words like "Ms. Hiroi loves her bass like her life" came to my lips but I didn't say them yet. Suddenly I recalled that she left her bass in the bar after getting drunk, and suddenly I felt that they were less convincing.

"Don't worry, she has already given me this piano. I can do whatever I want with it... or do you want to continue cleaning up the utility room?"

No, no, no, forget it, let’s just go to the music store.

After the band finished, everyone decisively took off their aprons, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then began to discuss which music store to go to.

No one knows the music stores in Shimokitazawa better than Liang! After all, for her who is always thinking about how to sell her guitar and visiting music stores when she has nothing to do, she knows the details of the nearby music stores very well.

Liang sat at the table, flipping through the map on his phone and talking.

It was because of this incident that Kita first realized that her speaking speed and density of words could be so fast.

But it seemed that only Kita was listening to her carefully and agreeing with her from time to time.

Hong Xia was bending down with her head down, looking at the gray marks on her white hair with a worried look on her face, while Ye Mu was secretly glancing at her, still thinking in his mind how to marry Hong Xia home.

As for Xiao Bochi, she had nothing to do so she naturally focused her attention on Ye Mu. Seeing that he was staring at Hong Xia, she quietly thought about whether she should wear white silk next time for Ye Mu to play with.

How shameful!

After just a brief fantasy in his mind, little Pochi shyly covered his eyes and shook his head desperately.

"Pochi, do you have any objection to the route I told you?"

"Ah, no no no!"

After deciding on several music stores to visit, the band finished up and hit the road.

I arrived at the first piano store, and after a short wait, the store quoted a recycling price of "17".

"What? It's so valuable!"

Liang simply shook his head at the offer, and the group continued walking towards the next store.

Everyone gradually realized that this dusty bass was not simple.

The next one offered 20, but Liang still shook his head.

It was not until the third store offered a price of 22 that Liang stopped and started to haggle with him.

"A little higher, this bass is..."

A bunch of professional terms mixed with information such as the manufacturer of the piano and the year kept coming out of her mouth.

As expected of a senior!

This time, everyone looked at Liang with admiration as he answered questions fluently. Gradually, the store manager, who was nearly forty years old, was also surprised and shocked by Liang's rich knowledge of bass.

"...I didn't expect this lady to be so discerning. Sorry, I was abrupt just now. I wonder if the price of 23 will make you reluctantly give up this item?"

"Deal! But... please write 15 on the invoice. Thank you very much!"

The store manager, who was carrying the guitar case to the backstage, almost dropped his bass when he heard the second half of the sentence. Could it be that they had stolen the guitar?

"8! This is a huge sum of money. If we divide it equally among the five of us, each of us can get !"

"Impossible, we can't touch this money!"

Liang turned his gaze to Hong Xia who was speaking righteously.

"Hongxia, I know you've always wanted to get a new set of wipes, right? With this money, how far are you from your dream?"

"Xiduo, have you paid off the installment loan for your guitar? This 16,000 yuan should at least allow you to not have to worry about the monthly payment for a month."

"Pochi, I know you've always wanted a brand new wah-wah pedal. With this money, if you grit your teeth, you can get it in full."

"Ye Mu's words...your share of the money belongs to me."

"Ah? Why!"

Chapter 165 PA's Heart, Known by All Stars

Damn it! Xieliang's words actually touched these girls who had never seen money before.

Even little Pochi, when she bought the guitar, the head of the Goto family gave her a large sum of advertising revenue, so it was impossible that it was borrowed by Xieliang?

After silently making a plan to "save a dowry for Xiao Boqi", Ye Mu came to his senses and took the initiative to step forward and decided to break the fantasies of several high school girls. After all, the money still belonged to the store manager.

"Hongxia, do you want to..."

Ye Mu wanted to impress Hong Xia, who was the easiest to persuade, but just as he began to preach, Liang covered his mouth forcefully from behind.

Oh no, Xie Liang is not going to kill him here!

But this is definitely not the case. Ye Mu can feel the coolness of the little hand covering his mouth, but it is not too strong. He can break free by simply exerting a little force in the opposite direction.

“Woo woo woo hiss hiss…”

Liang, with a wicked smile on his face, suddenly felt an itchy sensation on the palm of his hand, accompanied by a soft and smooth touch, and he quickly pulled his hand away.

So this is what coolness tastes like.