Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

Mingze Feng's eyes were first drawn to an exclamation mark.

The gilded characters fluttered.

"The Wanderer 1: Hachiman Kairin..."

Chapter Thirty: Let's work together with Yawata Kairin

"Wanderer 1: Hachiman Kairin"

Having only character names feels like the game file only has a number, and the content isn't even written yet.

Now things are really messed up. I don't know any of mygo's people, and I've only met all of mujica's people once, except for Nyanmu-sensei.

[It's been three or four months since the Lixi Band disbanded... Oh, no, they didn't disband. They only dropped one keyboardist, so there's no one else to practice with.]

Ming Zefeng subtly withdrew his gaze. He couldn't help but think of the keyboardist he had just seen, who had now become customer service representative Xiao Xiang.

Has Xiao Xiang only been working for a few months? That certainly reflects the mindset of someone who's just started working.

Yawata Kairin nodded in a friendly manner, then focused on the bass in her hands.

Instead, the other girl in the room became visibly flustered. She was carrying a black and white keyboard, and the crisp sound that should have complemented the bass had become distorted, almost as if each was playing its own instrument...

Yawata Kairin stopped playing on her own initiative.

She looked at Lisa Imai who had walked in, "Imai-senpai."

"Little Hailing, don't keep that tense face~ Come on, this is little Feng, you're in the same grade~"

"...Senior, Hanakawa is an all-girls school. As far as I know, there are currently no plans for co-education."

After calmly answering Lisa's teasing, she formally introduced herself: "Hello, I'm Yahata Kairin, and I'm fifteen years old. I've played musical instruments since I was little, but I'm best at bass, and my favorite style is punk."

[Hopefully reliable]

It's concise and to the point.

Unfortunately, Mingze Feng knew he was definitely not very reliable.

After all, neither of his two instrumental predecessors were very reliable.

“Mingze Feng,” he replied, “I’m just playing around with music right now. As for style, it’s mostly psychedelic rock. My mentor listens to a little bit of everything, and lately, I’ve been performing mostly psychedelic rock with other artists…”

To call Kikuri Hiroi's playing style psychedelic rock is a gross oversimplification, as it completely masks the pure, intuitive process she played from beginning to end.

But undeniably, after playing a few rounds with her, Mingze Feng also fell in love with the feeling of playing and singing as he pleased.

"Ah... just call me... Rinko..."

“Rinko Shirogane, don’t underestimate our Rinko.” Lisa Imai continued, picking up where Rinko Shirogane left off, “Rinko is an amazing pianist.”

"I...can't...do...anymore..." The girl spoke slowly, her voice drawn out rather than paused, but the three people present still listened patiently to the end.

[I get so nervous I can't move as soon as I step onto the stage, and I can't even breathe in crowded places. A competition that I was so close to winning turns into a complete mess. If it weren't for Ako, I probably would never pick up the piano again. Me like this...]

We absolutely cannot let everyone down!

Rinko Shirogane, holding the keyboard, said, "Let's continue."

Yawata Kairin nodded. "Then I'll trouble you and Kaede-kun to be the audience. I'll take turns with Kaede-kun to help you adapt to different styles of performance... Is that right, Imagawa-senpai?"

“Absolutely correct~” Lisa Imagawa replied with a grin.

So, naturally, that's the beginning.

When Mingze Feng first saw a keyboard used in a band, one that could be held in front of the chest, he looked at it curiously for a few more times. Black stockings encased her exquisitely proportioned, fair legs.

Um, where are you looking?

Naruzawa Kaede whispered to Imagawa Risa, "That...it's pretty heavy, isn't it?"

Lisa Imagawa nodded seriously, "Over thirty pounds... Carrying Rinko up and down the stairs every day, she must have developed muscles in her arms..."

Is Hachiman Kairin famous?

"She's young, and young people with high abilities always have special privileges. Plus, she has a super cute personality; she gets along with everyone... Most importantly, she's our junior."

"If we don't support our junior's dream of becoming a musician, who will?"

As she said this, Imagawa Risa was surrounded by a seven-colored light.

But at that moment, the piano and bass sounds separated again. It was the first time that Yahata Kairin had encountered such a situation, and she was also confused about what was going on.

It's not her fault.

Everyone's working so hard, I need to be even more focused... What to do, what to do...

"Hailin, it's my turn now."

Naruzawa Kaede pulled out his bass guitar and said, "If you want to immerse yourself in something in this timeline, then immerse yourself in my music."

"..."

“...That’s too abstract. Hey, make it more normal,” Imai said.

The performance time flew by.

"It's already this late."

Naruzawa Kaede and Hachiman Kairin took turns keeping Platinum company until dusk. The afternoon flew by, and he was quite happy after receiving the money, though he also worked diligently.

According to Imagawa, their goal was to get Rinko Shirogane to simply enjoy the performance without paying attention to the cheers and lights.

Narusawa Kaede and Shirogane Rinko's collaboration was fairly average; it's unclear whether Imagawa will become even stronger by then. While Narusawa Kaede was playing with Shirogane Rinko, Hachiman Kai lay on the sofa, offering his sharp commentary. The two exchanged contact information and agreed to promote each other's events.

Actually, Mingze Feng thought she had done a good job talking to her. But the girl herself felt it wasn't enough, that she still had a lot to improve.

As Rinko Shirogane played with increasing focus, it became increasingly difficult to discern the music itself, yet she felt her playing wasn't good enough...

Putting yourself under this kind of pressure is a form of self-destructive internal conflict.

Actually, she played quite well enough. What she's afraid of now is simply the lack of recognition from strangers. Mingze Feng is thinking of taking her to the street for an open-air live performance.

He thought it that way, and he did it that way.

Just plug in the speakers and get to work.

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P.S.: Recommending books to others

[Warhammer x Stellaris x Red Alert + a bunch of mods]

Good news, my struggle was successful. I successfully became the captain and unlocked the Stars technology tree.

Bad news, here's Warhammer.

When he saw Titanium King, Su Chen was not panicked.

When he saw the empire, Su Chen was a little shaken.

But after seeing the ribs, Su Chen panicked.

Wow, I don't want to come here and talk nonsense.

God helps the fist, curses the group. Because chaos disturbs the homeland

There is no rain, and the ground is dry.

The universe is turned upside down, confusing the wise and the foolish; a thousand miles of fertile land is barren.

The gods are angry, the emperor is annoyed.

Burn yellow paper, light incense, and invite the original body of the great immortal

With explosive arrows and chainsaw swords, it is not difficult to defeat Chaos

Abaddon, terrified, wept bitterly, his vengeful spirit burning with despair.

Destroy all aliens, and let humanity reign supreme.

Chapter Thirty-One: Returning to the Yamada Residence

A brief performance swept through the evening streets, the audience's applause still seeming to echo. After the music ended and the crowd dispersed, Mingze Feng had to fulfill his promise to "accompany" them for the weekend.

The clock on the wall struck 7:30.

In a two-story villa somewhere in Tokyo, Narusawa Kaede has the key to this villa with the Yamada residence nameplate hanging on it.

Ming Zefeng quietly pushed open the door. The dimly lit corridor behind the door was unlit, but the light from outside illuminated the way in. In front of the wooden steps of the entrance hall, there were only two small leather boots that matched the school uniform.

Without any lights, the shoes on the side of the entrance indicate that Yamada Ryo has returned home. Perhaps she is already asleep, or more likely, she is playing bass in the soundproof room of the basement, listening to music with headphones on.

His slippers were still on the shoe cabinet by the entryway. He had bought them with Yamada Ryo when they went to the shopping street.

After changing his shoes, Mingze Feng took two steps inside.

The living room lights suddenly turned on, and Yamada Ryo was curled up on the soft sofa, wrapped in a cotton blanket, in a sitting position as if asleep.

She held the remote control for the home lights in one hand, and raised the other to rub her eyes. The blanket slipped down her wrist, revealing her fair arm.

"Feng...you've been missing for four or five days, and I was thinking you were about to leave Tokyo...ah..." [What time is it now?]

She yawned widely, then started looking for her phone around the sofa, while tossing the remote control onto the coffee table in front of her.

"are you sleepy?"

Mingze Feng placed the snacks he had brought on the coffee table and casually put the phone from the coffee table into her hand.

Yamada Ryo's phone screen lit up, still showing the chat interface from that afternoon where she and Naruzawa Kaede had agreed to remember to come, along with a new message from Naruzawa Kaede.

Mingze Feng's gaze followed her smooth wrists and collarbone, then fell to the edge of the blanket, where large swaths of smooth skin flashed by.

Without thinking too much, he looked away and sat down to the side.

Yamada Ryo clutched the blanket to his chest and hurriedly got off the sofa. "You...you sit down for a while, I have something to do."

Oh no, I forgot... I forgot to change after showering and slept here. How embarrassing!

Yamada Ryo hurried along, her feet clattering on the wooden floor. A short while later, the sound of her footsteps thumping as she climbed the stairs could be heard.

Mingze Feng leaned back on the sofa, pondering his thoughts, which seemed a bit absurd, but he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. If she sat on the sofa right after taking a shower, would she be wearing underwear?

But it's clear that Mingze Feng missed the opportunity to confirm it with his own eyes.

When Yamada Ryo returned, she had changed into a plain-colored long-sleeved pajama top.

Mingze Feng was sitting on the sofa eating snacks when she casually picked up a bag of potato chips.

It's as if nothing that just happened has occurred.

Click click click.

Yamada Ryo breathed a sigh of relief.

I was just getting hungry.

"Should I cook something, or buy some food?"

"I don't want any of them, I'll just have snacks. Hmm, this tastes good."

Yamada Ryo had just woken up and was too lazy to go out.

Mingze Feng followed her lead and silently ate his snacks.

"Oh, right, I just remembered... welcome back."

Yamada Ryo suddenly spoke. She looked down at her phone, her dark blue short hair covering half her face, making her appear taciturn. It seemed as if she hadn't said those words before.

Receiving no response, Yamada Ryo slowly turned his face and stared into Narusawa Kaede's eyes.

She wanted to respond.

Response...

"I am back."

Ming Zefeng took a deep breath, feeling a chill run down his spine as he said this.

Yamada Ryo simply nodded and continued looking at her phone. Naruzawa Kaede stared at her profile, somewhat dazed.

People always experience everything ordinary without realizing it, and because of habit, they only realize what has been lost after they have lost it.

Every person who is willing to wait for you at home deserves to be cherished.