Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

At the same time, I could hear Yamada's father making empty promises.

"A six-month endorsement deal is paid in full upfront, with the remaining six months' worth of funds available anytime..."

Ming Zefeng stared at the figures on the contract, silently calculating the sum in his mind. Millions, tens of millions...

Although the yen is worthless, the number of zeros has increased...

A horse won't get fat without night grass, and a person won't get rich without unexpected wealth. How can a band survive without the support of their father-in-law?

A clause in the contract caught Mingze Feng's attention.

"Submit an activity report to the guardian monthly?"

Ming Zefeng interrupted his father-in-law, looked at the words on the paper, and sighed inwardly that this map of Yan was really short.

The meeting room became much quieter. Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled patterns of light on the paper.

Yamada's father sat on the sofa, leisurely sipping his tea.

"To be precise, it's about observing growth. This includes, but is not limited to, academic progress, daily routine, dietary habits, and..."

The teacup and the glass coffee table made a crisp sound as they collided.

"Friendship status".

"Intervene if necessary. Liang is listening to you now, isn't he?"

Liang should only listen to herself, but right now she doesn't know what to do. Ming Zefeng is just staying by her side, waiting for her to figure things out.

That's all for the past month...

Yamada's father: "Can you do it?"

Yamada leaned forward, sunlight shining through his eyes.

Ming Zefeng shook his head, "I could easily swindle the money and leave today, but I still have to say, I'm not doing this job."

Why play villainous roles when you have nothing better to do?

Ming Zefeng fumbled with the contract cover, sighed, "Not to be rude, bro..."

"Cough cough—" Yamada's father couldn't catch his breath, and just as he hadn't swallowed a mouthful of tea, he started coughing again and again.

Mingze Feng hurriedly got up to help.

"I don't need you!" Yamada's father waved his hand, finally calming down before slamming his palm on the table. "You're out of line! I've put up with you for too long, let me tell you—"

He broke down in three seconds; the big boss's aura just now...

Mingze Feng advised, "Alright, alright, Uncle, listen to me... If Liang knew you were doing this, he might take a plane next time he runs away from home?"

"If Liang still keeps in touch with his family, what use are you to us?"

"Have you ever wondered why she became withdrawn?"

“It was because her mother and I mistakenly thought it was this child that some people were able to take advantage of it.”

"..."

The fact that things have developed to this point is indeed related to him, but it is also closely related to everyone.

If there has to be a bad person in this father-daughter-son-in-law relationship...

Then let me do it.

After all, when it comes to opportunities...

Mingze Feng lowered his head and sipped his tea. He had a great opportunity to take advantage of, but he had been holding back ever since the meeting began.

“I’m telling you…” Mingze Feng crossed his legs and said with a light laugh, “Liang is in my hands now.”

"What do you mean?"

"Since you've said the responsibility lies with me, then let's stop talking. Leave Liang to me; I'll take full responsibility."

"you--"

Mingze Feng raised his palm, signaling him to be quiet.

“I am very grateful for this opportunity to sit here and talk with you. I think we both know what the other is thinking. Uncle, I am just as worried about Liang, but Liang will not expect or want to be monitored by her trusted parents.”

"Liang is an excellent and strong person who won't be defeated by setbacks. Why not give her more trust?"

......

People leave, tea grows cold.

"I was disciplined by the child... well, anyway, I got a lesson..."

The tea in front of Yamada's father gradually cooled, but he remained seated. Some time passed, but no more than ten minutes.

The two who walked in, one in front of the other, were Shisen Tsuzuki in casual clothes and a white-haired man in a formal suit.

These two men are much older than Yamada's father, but they are both young in spirit.

"Don't hang your head, I'll still give you the money."

"The contract is already signed, and I won't withhold the money. I'll just pay."

"But... I was thinking about this while I was sitting here just now, this additional fee... are you using me as a pawn?"

Grandpa Toyokawa: "How did you manage to survive in Tokyo like this... Never mind, it's better if you don't know."

Du Zhushichuan: "Don't you already know about his granddaughter's matter?"

"...what?"

Granddaughter of Mr. Toyokawa...

"...ah!"

Yamada's father felt a chill run down his spine. What kind of scoundrel had Ryo encountered? He was quite something, managing to hook up with that arrogant young lady.

Du Zhu Shichuan: "Children of this era are either innocent, as if they were still in swaddling clothes, or they are so gloomy, as if they could isolate themselves from the world. Let them try."

The setting sun outside the window painted half the sky red.

Grandpa Toyokawa recalled the moment Toyokawa Shoko left. He put his hands behind his back and continued:

"You make it sound like you can stop it just like that."

"Young people are stubborn; they won't turn back even if they hit a brick wall."

"If you give up after encountering just a few setbacks, you'll never achieve anything."

As they spoke, the crimson sun was blocked by the building, and the shadow of TGW at the top of the building swept across a long line.

Those were commuter cars on the street.

On the congested street, a long row of red brake lights, like the scales of a dragon, meandered and twisted.

And the sound of horns filled the air.

I had arranged to meet Hiroi Kikuri tonight, and it was already 5 PM. Traffic had already increased significantly by then. Half an hour had passed, and the cars on the road were completely stuck and unable to move.

Naruzawa Kaede had just arrived at the meeting point, which was located at a crossroads in Shinjuku. As he went into the convenience store next to him to buy water, Naruzawa Kaede bumped into Hiroi Kikuri, who was standing in front of the freezer.

Thank goodness, this woman wasn't standing in the drinks section.

Mingze Feng leaned closer and asked, "Ice cream?"

"Uh-huh!"

Hiroi Kikusato's eyes lit up when she saw Narusawa Kaede arrive. As she nodded, the ends of her dreadlocks swayed at her waist, and Narusawa Kaede, seeing this, couldn't resist grabbing them.

“This…” Hiroi Kikuri pointed to the corner of the freezer and looked over with expectant eyes.

"Either is fine, but it's cold, so I'll only eat one..."

While twirling Hiroi's braid, Narusawa Kaede's voice abruptly stopped.

wtfk, what is this?

"A new vanilla beer flavor with a malty taste?"

Hiroi swallowed this thing, and Narusawa Kaede didn't dare to kiss it.

"But it looks very interesting!"

"All I saw was awful food... How about we buy a bottle of beer and have a drink tonight?"

"I can't accept trendy old things..."

Hiroi Kikuri muttered something under her breath, while Narusawa Kaede, exasperated, opened the cabinet and took out one of those so-called beer-flavored ice creams.

Hiroi Kikuri immediately beamed, tightly hugging Narusawa Kaede's arm and gently shaking it: "Yay~ Little brother, tonight's reward for you~ Mwah~"

Naruzawa Kaede precisely pinched Hiroi Kikuri's pouting lips, then instructed, "Eat inside, it's cold outside..."

"She's as fussy and nagging as a mother~"

"Shut up!"

Narusawa Kaede and Hiroi Kikuri strolled through the convenience store, hugging each other. They wandered casually, chatting, and time passed by unnoticed.

The four members of the band have arranged to have dinner together tonight.

Eliza Shimizu set off from another direction and will be gone in a while.

Ugh?

"Where is Shima-san?" Narusawa asked.

"She should rest somewhere. She spent the whole afternoon taking pictures of the rhythm game machines in the arcade, and her arms were so weak when I dragged her over."

As Hiroi Kikuri said this, she glanced at the shelf and her eyes suddenly lit up when she saw a certain item.

"This is something I wanted to bring to Eliza last time. It's super hard to find; it was sold out when I passed by last time!"

As if she had discovered a treasure, Hiroi Kikuri let go of Naruzawa Kaede's arm and ran a few steps to pick up the snacks in her hands.

These limited-edition hellishly spicy potato chips have "Extra Spicy" printed on the packaging, making them particularly eye-catching.

"Life is about challenging new heights!" Hiroi Kikuri tossed the item into her shopping basket without hesitation. "A place that serves boiled beans at state banquets still has a huge gap in the realm of gastronomy—"

Mingze Feng glanced at it, his lips twitching slightly: "Let's see how you handle it when you end up crying from the spiciness."

Even so, Naruzawa Kaede planned to go find the milk again. Hiroi Kikuri ran to the oden section in front, and Naruzawa Kaede found the milk he wanted. When he took it from the shelf, it accidentally slipped from his hand.

A pair of delicate hands lifted it up.

Upon recognizing the figure, Mingze Feng asked in surprise, "Eliza, when did you arrive?"

"Hmph..." Eliza Shimizu squinted, "I just heard Kiku say she brought me some snacks, look, look..."

When did you first hear about it?

"When you picked it up from the freezer, you two deliberately ignored us, didn't you?"

"Shima's here too?"

"No~"

Eliza Shimizu pointed behind Kaede Narusawa.

Deep blue hair, fair complexion.

"cold......?"

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Life Becomes Meaningless Because of Loneliness

Familiar faces are so close, yet somehow feel like strangers.

The air conditioning in the convenience store, carrying the steam from the oden, hit me in the face. The sudden change from cold to hot gave me goosebumps.

In a daze, Yamada Ryo subconsciously held his breath.

The boy had grown up a bit, and his stubble was more noticeable. But there seemed to be no real difference. It was still the same face, and even the clothes looked vaguely familiar.

That's natural. They met yesterday. Mingze Feng even brought her lunch at noon. It's just that they always met at internet cafes before, and the lighting there was bad. But it's different in the convenience store; the incandescent lights illuminated the counter and every corner of people's faces.

It looks much better than before.

Yamada Ryo thought to himself.

Perhaps it's because he's been on stage more often, which has made him more confident, or perhaps it's because he's spent a lot of time with good-looking people, that Naruzawa Kaede has also become more handsome.