Guitar Hero also wants to play Kasuga Shadow!

"So...so why can't we play guitar together?"

"Because a guitar...isn't something I should own..."

"Eh?"

This completely incomprehensible speech made Pochi even more confused. Isn't it... something he can own? Even if he didn't buy it himself, it should have been bought by his parents as a gift, right?

But, I can’t own it…

It seems like playing the guitar is not allowed. If that’s the case, then why buy a guitar for Mu?

I don’t understand at all…

Mu had already sat in the back seat of the car, closed the door, and looked at Pochi through the dark-tinted window, as if she was covered with a filter and would disappear at any time.

"Miss, please fasten your seat belt."

I heard the driver's voice and mechanically fastened my seat belt. Then the car started and I turned to look in the direction of Pochi.

But Pochi is nowhere to be seen...

"When did you come?"

Mu, feeling a little sad but with no expression on his face, asked the driver.

"I've been following you since Miss Zui left home."

The driver answered without turning around.

"Oh……"

-

"Xiang...Xiangzi..."

Not knowing what to do, I could only call Xiangzi, "Mu...Mu her..."

"what happened?"

Xiangzi, who was still at work, saw that it was Boqi calling. He hesitated for a moment, put down his customer service work, and went outside to answer the call.

If it wasn't an emergency, Pochi probably wouldn't have called. She usually prefers sending messages.

So... something happened to Mu? But...

"Don't be anxious, tell me slowly, what happened?"

He tried to comfort the somewhat incoherent Pochi, but in his heart he was more worried about Mu's condition than anyone else.

"Mu... left with her driver, but..."

Pochi started to organize his words again when he got to this point.

"but?"

If he left with the driver, did that mean he was going home? He shouldn't be so anxious then. Pochi's silence made Xiangzi even more upset. What if something happened to Mu...

"Mu said that the guitar wasn't something she could own. Does that mean...she can never play guitar again? No, she can't play guitar with Mu or anything..."

"Okay, I get it. I'll take care of it."

"But……"

"I'll take care of it once I finish what I'm doing now. Pochi, you can go home first, okay?"

"Okay... well..."

After hanging up the phone, Shoko Toyokawa's expression instantly turned cold.

"This guy is still exactly the same as before..."

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Chapter 277 It depends on your performance.

"Sister...sister, are you okay?"

Seeing Bochi hang up the phone and slowly calm down from his previous excited state, Erli also asked with concern.

"Uh-huh."

She nodded. At least Xiangzi said she would take care of it, but...

Xiangzi is already so slow, is it really okay to bother him with this kind of thing? Or, is it really that I can't do anything without Xiangzi?

"What did Sister Xiangzi say?"

"She said, just give it to her."

"So...what do you think, sister?"

“Hey…I…”

Even if Xiangzi is Mu's childhood sweetheart, even if Xiangzi may know what Mu said, that the guitar does not belong to her at all, but... can he really just let it go like this?

"Sister, are you happy playing the guitar?"

Erli took Pochi's hand, looked up and asked, "I can't play the guitar, so I want to ask you, sister, are you happy playing the guitar?"

"Eh? Ken... must be happy."

I have been playing the guitar for so long, if I wasn't happy, I would have given up long ago.

"So, Sister Mu is playing the guitar. Are you happy?"

"Eh?"

Mu...She plays the guitar, is she happy?

Even though Mu rarely smiles, she still has an answer to this question. "Well, when Mu plays the guitar, she seems happier than usual."

"Is it because you're happy playing guitar, or because you're happy being with your sister?"

"Eh?"

Faced with this question, Pochi was a little hesitant.

All the times I saw Mu playing the guitar were when he was with me, which means I have never seen Mu playing the guitar alone.

If it were her...

"Sister is so stupid!"

"Wang Wang!"

"Eh?!"

Erli interrupted Pochi's thoughts, and at the same time, Jimmy Henry shouted twice in support, as if he was also mocking Pochi.

"Sister Mu, of course she's happy because she's with my sister."

"But... Erli, how did you know?"

"Because Sister Mu told me that she likes me..."

-

"came back?"

As soon as Mu walked in, he met his father waiting for him in the living room. "Are you not going to ballet class today?"

"..."

Mu remained silent. He had indeed had such thoughts before, but since he had already followed the driver back, didn't that mean that he was willing to come back?

But his father's next words made Mu look up in shock.

"Goto Ichiri, you're not even in the same class as her, nor are you in a band with her, but you have a pretty good relationship with her."

"You...why do you know?!"

Mu's tone was not as calm as before, questioning the figure in front of him called his father.

"Why should I know? Of course I know,"

Mu's father looked down at his daughter coldly. "She's staying over at my house. Shouldn't I know about this?"

"But... you shouldn't... investigate her..."

"Why? Of course I have to take care of my daughter's social life."

When Ruoye Mu heard this, he lowered his head again, just like before...

His childhood classmates were happy to be friends with him because he was the daughter of a celebrity, but he also said that ordinary friends were useless.

In other words, they only came to communicate with me because of the surname Ruoye. People like this cannot be called friends at all.

So, from childhood to adulthood, I only had one friend, Toyokawa Shoko. Then, in the third year of junior high school, Shoko had the idea of ​​forming a band. Since it was Shoko who formed the band, I didn't have much idea about the members, until...

Then something like that happened...

"But, Goto... is really interesting..."

His father's inexplicable words made Mu, who was heartbroken, raise his head again.

"I don't mind you being friends with her, but Guitar, I told you that was your punishment for skipping classes, and now you're planning on skipping classes again. You really are..."

"I understand. I'll just go to class, right..."

It was the first time Mu interrupted her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. She frowned and looked into Mu's eyes. She still had the same expression as before.

That’s right, as long as you have such a calm expression, it’s fine.

"Then go ahead,"

Ruoye's father nodded in satisfaction. "At the next dinner, you must perform in front of the guests. Do you understand?"

"Ah."

She nodded and turned to walk towards the room where she usually took dance lessons. In a corner where the man couldn't see her, Mu frowned and clenched his fists.

"Also, regarding the guitar, it depends on your performance."

When he heard his father's voice, he didn't respond, but just walked into the next room silently.

"Tsk..."

I originally wanted to say that he is still as obedient as before, but now he can ignore my words like this. Sure enough, there is something different about him.

But if you don't work hard, how can you take the next step forward? Doesn't that guy's daughter, Toyokawa Shoko, understand this now?

It's just that guy...

No news at all. Did they completely ignore me?

"Sir, someone's visiting."

The servant's voice interrupted Ruoye's father's thoughts, "Who?"

"It's... a girl with pink hair."

Goto Ichiri? Chased here?

He was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

"Let her come in and meet me in the study."

After saying that, he walked towards the study on the second floor. He caught up with me so quickly. Does he care about Mu so much?

-

“So expensive…”

Sitting in the taxi, watching the scenery quickly passing by, he whispered.

I haven't taken a taxi in a long time. But it's true, it's so expensive, why would I take a taxi if I don't have anything to do...

He smiled self-deprecatingly, took out his phone, clicked on Cucumber Flower's avatar, and saw that all the messages he had sent were unread.

"Um……"

I sighed slightly, thinking about how to negotiate later, but I had no idea. I opened the window and let the wind blow across my face, making me more awake.

What should I do...?

……