Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

It's common knowledge that the voice a person produces when singing is different from their normal speaking voice. Moreover, Roselia member Sally Imagawa is a bassist. I wonder if Ryo Yamada would even recognize her if she stood right in front of him.

Mingze Feng took the phone and explained to her:

"It's Lisa Imai..."

"You actually date girls?" Yamada Ryo asked incredulously.

This time, Naruzawa Kaede added the prefix: "Roselia's Imai Lisa".

Yamada Ryo put down his pen and rested his chin on his hands.

[Neither screws nor shredded meat will do, this isn't the Titanic... Wait, Rose... Lia?!]

"Roselia!?"

Um, is it very famous? Naruzawa Kaede doesn't know much about it, but Yamada Ryo seems to really like the band.

Yamada Ryo leaned closer. "Imagawa Sally, the bassist in that professional-level rock band made up of third-year students from Haneoka?"

She's in her second year of junior high this year, meaning there's a gap of about four years between them. She's definitely a senior who embarked on the band's journey earlier.

Because she was close enough, her voice could be heard through the phone.

"Holy crap...wait, it's a girl...ahhhhh?" came the equally excited voice from the phone. "Look what I found! Feng-kun's girlfriend! Does she know about us? How lucky! You absolutely have to come to the livehouse tomorrow, I'll take you backstage~"

"A word is settled!"

Yamada Ryo readily agreed.

Naruzawa Kaede didn't care whether he went or not; since Yamada Ryo wanted to go, he was naturally willing to go as well.

Right now... As the busy tone of the call ending rang, Yamada Ryo's posture left him somewhat unable to move.

Yamada Ryo rested his hands on the sofa, with half of his body leaning against his shoulder.

Ryoya Yamada also noticed this.

[...It's so warm. Are men's bodies really warmer than women's?]

Perhaps you have a cold constitution.

Before Naruzawa Kaede could even utter a complaint, he saw Yamada Ryo's deep blue hair swaying gently as she leaned closer, her cheek pressed against Naruzawa Kaede's chest.

Mingze Feng silently raised his arm and put it around her shoulder.

[Seriously, who told you to bring him up here...]

Yamada Ryo rubbed his head, making one's chin feel a little itchy.

With just a slight tilt of her head, one could see the milky-white skin peeking out from her collar, and her small, pink earlobes as her hair fell loose.

"Ryo-san..." Naruzawa whispered in her ear. Yamada Ryo felt an itch on her neck and rubbed her chest slightly in annoyance.

Although Yamada Ryo felt he was warmer, Narusawa Kaede felt like he was holding a heater.

It's the kind that's very warm.

Mingze Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and said with emotion, "Liang Sang, thank you... thank you for bringing me home."

【......whispering sound.】

[...It's clearly me leaning on you right now, you're the one warming me, you idiot.]

Mingze Feng hugged her even tighter.

Yamada Ryo rubbed his head, but felt no pressure from the hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, I'll let you hold me, don't push your luck..."

Yamada Ryo ran away, rubbing his shoulder, somewhat speechless.

"Are you trying to squeeze me in with all that force...?"

"Fine, you promised to practice the piano, so you're not allowed to run away this time..." she said.

The basement heater had been turned on in advance, and as the two went down into the room, the long, drawn-out sounds of the bass and guitar filled the air.

The two did not speak. Sometimes Yamada Ryo would start with a beat and then improvise, following the rhythm. Other times, Narusawa Kaede would join her in plucking the strings and playing a piece of Canon.

Yamada Ryo slept on the sofa today; she felt very comfortable there.

[The person was gone when I woke up last time... They didn't even say goodbye before they left...]

That's what Yamada Ryo thought.

So Naruzawa Kaede planned to get up early the next day, make breakfast for Yamada Ryo, then wake her up, gently nudge her shoulder, or tickle her nose with scraps of paper.

Then he used his handsome face to work as a prostitute, Yamada Ryo.

That was his plan, but things didn't go as planned.

Naruzawa Kaede didn't wake up as early as Yamada Ryo. When he opened his eyes in the morning, the first thing he saw was Yamada Ryo, who was already dressed.

Although she was at home, she was only wearing loose long-sleeved shirts and shorts, with the sleeves of the long-sleeved shirts even hanging down to her legs.

【...】

She leaned against the wall, her eyes vacant, in a state of deep thought but not thinking about anything.

The morning sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the wall and then her face. Her milky-white skin looked as if it hadn't been exposed to the sun in a long time, and her short hair was slightly damp, as if she had just washed it. A few water droplets clung to her cheeks and earlobes, shimmering with a dazzling array of colors.

She was as pure as a saint basking in the sunlight.

Mingze Feng clearly felt that he was moved by the beauty filter she had turned on.

Feeling his legs dangling in the air, he pulled the blanket tighter around himself. The slight movement caused the blankets to fold, and Yamada Ryo snapped out of her daze; her eyes finally focused.

【...What is this?】Yamada Ryo noticed a bulge on the blanket.

Mingze Feng rolled his eyes. "Let's go out first."

Ah, that's how it is.

Yamada Ryo stroked his chin, trying to recall the physiology lessons he'd barely listened to. He couldn't remember them very well... He was a little curious, no, rather, extremely curious.

"I'll ask you to go out first."

"Don't get so excited."

Yamada Ryo's voice was very calm. Although it was also her first time encountering this situation, she was not flustered at all.

No, no, no, I'm still really panicking... Would it be too deliberate to go out like this? I don't really care that much, but do all men feel like this when they wake up in the morning?

And what will it be like inside...?

"So please step outside for a bit, I need to change my clothes... at least turn around for a moment, okay? I'm begging you."

Changing clothes means... ah.

Yamada Ryo nodded.

Just when Mingze Feng thought she was about to turn around.

Yamada Ryo asked, "So you mean you're not wearing anything after all? You can see it as soon as you lift the blanket, right?"

[I want to see...it's not good to just ask directly...I wonder how it differs from the comics]

"..."

Naruzawa Kaede was speechless.

You want to see it, right? Then come on over.

He suddenly threw off the covers.

Fortunately, I've been exercising recently and my diet has returned to normal. Although I don't have much muscle, there's nothing to hide either.

After all, he was still wearing his underwear.

Because of that commotion, he lost his enthusiasm, so he's not in a state of shame anymore.

Heh... In this kind of situation, as long as you're not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

"...Oh, you."

Startled, Yamada Ryo lowered her head in embarrassment when she came to her senses. Through the gaps in her deep blue hair, one could see her blushing expression and her eyes peeking over.

"Don't get so agitated," Mingze Feng said in the same tone she had used earlier. "Everyone has two arms and two legs, it's not like I'm not wearing underwear..."

[So that's how it is, it seems to make sense... Wait, can these be the same?]

"Liang Sang, you've already seen mine, can I..."

Yamada Ryo grabbed his clothes and threw them. The loose-fitting clothes came off easily, and the pale pink garment hit Narusawa Kaede's face. The fabric was silky smooth; it must have been very comfortable to wear.

"abnormal!"

The clothes were a little cool and damp; Naruzawa Kaede confirmed that Yamada Ryo had indeed just taken a shower.

When Mingze Feng took off the clothes from her face, he saw that she was wearing a cropped tank top and had her hands wrapped around her elbows.

Her golden eyes were bright and lively.

[What does it look like inside underwear...?] Girls are much more lustful than boys, so there's no doubt about it.

When it comes to being perverted, we're pretty much evenly matched.

Mingze Feng shook the fabric in his hand.

"I'm going to get dressed. Miss Liang, would you like to see?"

Yamada Ryo looked at his clothes and narrowed his eyes.

She couldn't just swallow this insult.

"You want to wear mine? Even though I bought a size too big, it should fit... Ugh, I feel like this man has me wrapped around his little finger. This is too much, no way, you need to regain your feminine charm!"

Bah! You mere youth, watch me take you down!

“Ryo-san…” Yamada Ryo bit her lower lip lightly, her breath coming out softly, “Just call me R-san… Kaede, that’s a very nice name.”

りょ（Ryo）→R.

R-san adopted a shy and timid demeanor, with even the raised corners of her eyebrows conveying a lingering embarrassment.

That's it?

Mingze Feng had seen it all; how could he possibly make a fool of himself because of a girl's shyness?

[Wait, he's going to get back at me. How can I make up for what happened earlier by mocking him...? Would calling him a pervert with a disgusted look be too harsh...? Should I just step on him? Or is "Baka" too outdated...?]

Mingze Feng swallowed his saliva, which he couldn't bring himself to do.

He felt the gun he had just lowered tremble.

Yamada Ryo curiously stood on tiptoe, her eyes narrowed, mentally preparing herself to mock Narusawa Kaede mercilessly once she got up.

That's right, this woman just enjoys playing pranks on people!

Despite seeing such a description, Naruzawa Kaede felt a different kind of excitement.

R-san, wearing a tank top, looked disgusted but didn't move an inch, his eyes and feet practically mocking your perverted demeanor...

The ever-shy beauty blushed, and Kugimiya Rie hugged her chest tightly in a series of poses...

If I keep thinking about it, I really won't be able to hold back anymore.

Naruzawa Kaede said in a voice that was somewhat hoarse from trying so hard to hold back:

"Let me tell you, the way you are now makes it easy for people to make mistakes."

"...I understand, I'm very sorry."

Liang Sang lowered her head and slowly walked over.

She pulled her clothes away, then turned and stomped away, keeping her head down and remaining silent the entire time. Only her shoulders were trembling.

She was trying not to laugh.

Hahaha... Now you know how awesome I am...

[Hmph, I didn't read all those romance comics for nothing. Trying to flirt with me? Go back and practice some more.]

Yamada Ryo lowered her head and slowly walked towards the door, almost saying that she didn't want to leave.

[Wait a minute... I've already looked so down, why hasn't he called me back yet... Did I say something bad just now...? I can't quite remember... Ugh, love is such a hassle, I don't want to play this game anymore...]

There were also many other scattered and disorganized remarks.