Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Ignoring their stunned expressions, Kikuri Hiroi continued, "We've reached an agreement! There are still seats available, let's have a meal together, how about we grab a bite?"

Naruzawa Kaede always felt that Hiroi Kikuri was always coming up with some very novel things, which made sense considering that she was Hiroi Kikuri.

What is certain is that Kikuri Hiroi was helping him.

Since that's the case, well...

Kiku, you decide what to do tonight, now...

Naruzawa Kaede reached out and grasped Yamada Ryo's hand, while looking into her eyes.

Yamada Ryo's gaze, which had been fixed on Hiroi Kikuri, shifted and looked over.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Mingze Feng: "Liang, since we're already here."

Yamada Ryo glared at him and said, "You really are a scoundrel... shameless."

Those bright yellow eyes, rippling with determination, held a deep well of emotion.

Yamada Ryo grinned and said, "Raise your arm."

"Huh?" Mingze Feng was stunned, but still raised his arm.

Kikuri Hiroi hugged his left shoulder, but now all she could lift was her right hand.

Without any bias, Yamada Ryo easily grabbed his right hand.

"If there's one occasion where 'embracing both women' is appropriate, it's undoubtedly now."

Yamada Ryo spoke softly, tiptoeing, and a faint fragrance of a young girl wafted up from her.

"Your wish has been fulfilled, are you happy now?"

Yamada Ryo lifted her chin, and through the gaps in the light, a few spots of light adorned her profile as she shone through her deep blue hair.

The sweet scent of youthful innocence lingered in the air.

Naruzawa Kaede's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Yamada Ryo's bright eyes, he swallowed his words.

Mingze Feng took a deep breath to suppress the tension in his heart.

"Remember, it was I who caught you."

“So this time, only I can let go.” Yamada Ryo said, a smile suddenly spreading across her face. “If you dare to let go so easily, I’ll be widowed first and then live as a widow.”

Ming Zefeng's gaze shifted. She... she was serious?!

However, it's best to avoid being widowed or widowed.

He gripped Yamada Ryo's hand tightly, their palms intertwined, fingers clasped. With the pressure from his palm, Yamada Ryo let out a soft groan in confirmation.

Well then, that's settled.

"Hey, don't forget me—" Hiroi Kikuri shouted, "Don't waste her like that, save her for me to use later~"

Yamada Ryo stretched and turned his head, chatting with Hiroi Kikuri on either side of Narusawa Kaede.

Yamada Ryo looked at Hiroi Kikuri and said, "We'll come together when the time comes, and you can see how much we get."

"Then I want this place—"

Regardless of where Hiroi Kikuri's gaze was wandering, Narusawa Kaede only felt a chill in his crotch.

If this continues, these two women will be able to discuss exactly how to cut off a part of their own bodies.

"Stop, stop—there was no such time!"

"Let's go eat. Shima must be getting impatient—and you over there watching the show, come and drive!"

Mingze Feng shouted, grabbing one of the two in each hand and pulling them out of the convenience store.

Hiroi Kikuri narrowed her eyes.

Yamada Ryo followed closely, listening to the howling wind.

Eliza Shimizu followed with light steps, watching the three people walking side by side, feeling that she had caught up another step.

......

They really won't let go.

The three of them were standing close together, and just from the store clerk's gaze, it was impossible to tell how many labels were being placed on Mingze Feng.

In short, when it was time to eat, the three of them were feeding each other.

This is the scene that Iwashita Shima saw inside the izakaya she had booked.

It was absurd, yet it left her feeling helpless.

It wasn't until Iwashita Shima noticed that Shimizu Eliza was watching the trio's interaction without blinking that she realized the band was doomed.

After all, it's impossible for a band to survive solely on the members' boki (a term used to describe the band's members' boki style) of playing guitar.

Iwashita Shima suddenly felt that perhaps she shouldn't have gone up to encourage her friend Hiroi Kikusato when her feelings for him first began to show.

All of this is the result of the sins we committed back then.

Hiroi Kikuri and Yamada Ryo flanked Narusawa Kaede, seemingly escalating the dinner into a battle. At first, Iwashita Shima didn't pay much attention, until she saw Hiroi Kikuri pouring wine into Yamada Ryo's glass.

Seriously—they'll cause trouble if I don't check for a moment.

Just as she was about to step forward to stop him, she saw that Narusawa Kaede had already grabbed Hiroi Kikuri's arm.

The group laughed and joked among themselves.

"Huh?" Iwashita Shima silently withdrew her hand and stared blankly.

The group was laughing and joking around, creating a lively atmosphere.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Silent Liang, Let's Eat First

Mingze Feng shared some of what he had seen and heard that afternoon, and announced that their studio had received new investment.

With Yamada Ryo there, Narusawa Kaede didn't want to talk to her about that matter, so she simply didn't mention who gave her the money.

But money...

People seemed uninterested.

He grabbed Hiroi Kikuri's face, which was nuzzling towards him, and nodded as he looked at Iwashita Shima and Shimizu Eliza, who remained unmoved.

Things started to get better, and suddenly everyone seemed to have lost interest in money.

Indeed, of the one million we won in the last competition, half was split, half was used as band funding, and the remaining five hundred thousand was divided among the four of us, with each person receiving over ten thousand. Only a few days have passed, so everyone should still have quite a bit left.

With the band's 500,000 yen, Naruzawa Kaede is also learning from the people on Tsuzuki Shisen's side to use it for the band.

Putting everything else aside, shouldn't we prepare a few extra drumsticks for each performance? We ride in Shima's car to the performance, so we should pay for the gas.

There were also equipment upgrades and team building activities for everyone.

Like today's meal, which came from the band's funds...

"what--!"

Suddenly, his palm was bitten. Naruzawa Kaede shouted and looked down. It was Hiroi Kikuri who had bitten his palm tightly.

Even when Naruzawa Kaede tried, he couldn't pry open Hiroi Kikuri's teeth. The others also looked at Hiroi Kikuri.

Hiroi Kikuri mumbled, "Don't ignore me—!"

At that moment, Yamada Ryo crawled over and pinched Hiroi Kikuri's waist.

The opportunity has finally arrived!

Yamada Ryo couldn't help but laugh out loud while twisting the cloth.

Hiroi Kiku finally released her mouth, looked at the teeth marks on Narusawa Kaede's palm, twisted her waist to shake off Yamada Ryo's hand, and then gently covered the indented teeth marks with the tip of her tongue.

It's quite itchy.

Seeing Hiroi Kikuri feigning pitifulness, Narusawa Kaede suddenly remembered her.

Oh right, she still had credit card debt to pay. Because she'd almost finished paying it off, Mingze Feng had practically forgotten about it.

She moved out of the haunted house after living with Mingze Feng. After moving in together, Mingze Feng also took over managing her debts.

In short, dating really costs money. Toyokawa Shoko took his savings, and he was starting from scratch. Hiroi Kikuri moved in with her debtor. His already meager savings turned into a negative balance.

Mingze Feng first helped her sort out the debts. Private loans with interest wouldn't be repaid for now, and loans from shady platforms were immediately blocked. He then repaid all the friends who had lent him money but hadn't yet asked for interest. The oldest debt was from Hiroi Kikuri's freshman year of college; she claimed she was short of living expenses at the end of the month, but actually used it to buy alcohol.

Even so, it would be difficult to borrow from these friends again.

There were also many live music venues where Hiroi Kikuri drank and ran up debts, which she then paid off.

Of course, the money to repay the debt came from the profits he and Hiroi Kikuri had made from these performances. After all, Hiroi Kikuri had no savings, and Naruzawa Kaede's savings... had been given away before.

The main reason why Hiroi Kikuri has not touched a drop of alcohol for a long time is that she really has no money, and Naruzawa Kaede, who lives with her, also has no money.

Naruzawa Kaede accompanied her through every aspect of her life, from food and clothing to shelter and sanitation, even more so than Iwashita Shima.

Thanks to his practice of tightening his belt to pay off his debts, Naruzawa Kaede has almost paid off the money that Hiroi Kikuri owed.

There are still overdue credit card bills remaining.

Mingze Feng's mood brightened; he figured he should use his Juli credit card to treat himself to a nice meal.

But then I thought... there's still the Starry debt to pay...

I wonder if the shop owner would be happy to see them go there... They probably wouldn't welcome them...

Mingze Feng didn't say anything.

Under Iwashita Shima's icy gaze, Hiroi Kikuri shrank back, glancing left and right. Shimizu Eliza, that traitor, wouldn't do; Yamada Ryo had gone to eat again.

"Just kidding~"

Hiroi Kikuri said in a coquettish tone, "Please continue~ It must have been hard work raising investment~ Let me give you a back massage~"

Enjoying the back massage service from Hiroi Kikuri, Naruzawa Kaede knew what this young woman was up to without even opening his eyes.

Then, Mingze Feng reported the amount.

There are... so many.

The people present were stunned for a moment, and even Yamada Ryo, who was engrossed in eating, stopped what he was doing.

Mingze Feng glanced at Liang and then noticed that she had been eating non-stop.

Naruzawa Kaede wondered what Yamada Ryo would eat if he hadn't brought her any food during the past month. He knew Yamada Ryo was wealthy, which was why he hadn't been worried before, but now his doubts were resurfacing.

Could it be that part of the money Yamada's father transferred was for cold food expenses?

Eat so fast, don't make yourself sick.

Ming Zefeng's eyes flickered slightly, noticing that everyone had different opinions on how to handle the money.

Eliza Shimizu couldn't stop smiling.

[First, I need to customize a Hatsune Miku ita guitar, and also a set of effects matrix presets. Sumimi... wait, with this money, I could totally hire them to perform together... It's time to start my annual gacha strategy reserve/life-size ita cabinet project.]

Iwashita Shima couldn't help but breathe rapidly.

[Custom drum kits, electronic drum hybrid modules, and even personal training sessions... oh, and you can even bring the arcade machine home! I saw that 100,000 NTD VR headset yesterday, and I could even buy that! Or maybe I should just buy career insurance?]

Hiroi Kikuri stared at Narusawa Kaede like a starving wolf eyeing its prey. As for what she wanted the money for......

Let's buy a bottle of good wine and have a drink with Feng.

Mingze Feng's eyes softened.

Or is it you, Hiroi...?

[Then use that money for Feng's tuition, and after he goes to school, buy out the three-year lease on the Flot beer machine!]

Before Mingze Feng could even feel happy, two black lines appeared on his forehead. You bastard...

[Rent an abandoned subway station and hold a 48-hour free live performance; the admission tickets can just be empty wine bottles.]

It seems interesting.

Mingze Feng blinked.

Horse racing, pachinko, acquiring bankrupt izakayas...