Mygo, the band legend of Tokyo handsome guy

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It suddenly became quiet.

The three of them silently turned their gazes toward the empty seat.

It's the third day since Mingze Feng didn't come. I miss him/his cake.

Sawako suddenly spoke up, "But since this is a music classroom, why don't we practice here?"

Ichiji Nijika was taken aback for a moment. "Huh? Is that okay?"

Yamada Ryo immediately replied, "Of course not! Do you think drum practice is that noisy?!"

Sawako delivered a swift chop to the neck, "Reason rejected!"

"This was originally a music classroom, but you've taken it over as a club activity space, and those club activities have absolutely nothing to do with music. How can this be allowed!"

Yamada Ryo covered his head, "Damn it, I was just starting to think you looked like a teacher..."

Sawako tempted, "Ryo, don't you want to hear what Kaede sounds like when she plays at school?"

“I hear it every day.”

"Being surrounded and applauded on stage—"

"That kind of thing isn't important."

"Huh? If the emotions from the music I like can affect others, I'll be happy too."

"I'm way past that age."

Yamada Ryo spoke with an air of maturity, while Sawako also became lethargic, hunching over beside her.

The two of them surprisingly drank tea and ate snacks in unison.

"What's with this retirement vibe?! Teacher, you've only just started? And Liang, you didn't even graduate from junior high!"

The ahoge (cowlick) on Ijichi Seika's head stood up.

Sawako sighed, tears welling in her eyes.

"After starting work, I face terrible students every day, and after get off work, I can't even get a freshly baked bread roll. My enthusiasm for life is being worn down day by day..."

"These kinds of days are no longer important..."

"This..." The sudden heavy topic left Ichiji Nijika at a loss today.

"So please, have another cup of tea!"

Sawako offered an empty teacup, shamelessly begging for tea from her students again today.

Chapter 85 Uninvited Guest

The short lunch break is over.

Nijika Ichi and Ryo Yamada went back to the classroom together. They thoughtfully left Sawako, who was asleep, behind.

As the afternoon bell rang, the light music club returned to silence. A short while later, Sawako, who had been napping at her desk, groggily opened her eyes. She instinctively checked her phone and glanced at the time.

"White teeth, three dots?! The principal said there are new students."

She hurriedly got up and ran towards the office. On the same floor as the office, she saw the principal and a blue-haired girl in a school uniform in the distance.

She's really good-looking.

Sawako stood at attention facing the principal, her face serious. "Principal!"

The principal glared at her, his face darkening. He glanced warily at the girl beside him, paused for a moment, and then introduced her to Ms. Sawako:

“Sawako-sensei, you’ve come at the perfect time. This is the student who is ready to transfer to your class.”

The girl took half a step forward, interrupting the principal. She chuckled softly, looking into Sawako's eyes.

"Toyokawa Shoko. Sawako-sensei, I look forward to your guidance this year."

"I am Toyokawa Shoko."

Toyokawa Shoko wrote her name on the blackboard. Then she turned around. An inexplicable aura pressed down from above, and the classroom fell silent.

Only from the podium did Toyokawa Shoko begin to speak elegantly.

"I missed my final year of junior high school before the Lunar New Year. I hope you will all take good care of me this year."

"Are there still transfer students at this time?" "So elegant, so amazing, where did she get such a young lady?" "What are you pretending for?" "Isn't she just like that Feng?"

Various reactions filled the classroom.

Toyokawa Shoko's calm gaze swept across every corner of the classroom. Her gaze lingered only briefly on Yamada Ryo.

I looked around but didn't see that person.

The intelligence was wrong? No, it must be that he skipped class.

Ha, that's just like Feng. But you can't skip class.

[They didn't witness my arrival, and just a few days ago they did those kinds of things.]

How should I reward you, my Maple?

Toyokawa Shoko gazed at Yamada Ryo in the corner of the classroom.

Only Yamada Ryo, biting his thumb, looked over with intense emotion in his eyes.

Toyokawa Shoko smiled.

Please give me your guidance, my former best friend.

"I'll be relying on you from now on, my deskmate~"

Sitting down next to Yamada Ryo, Toyokawa Shoko smiled and squinted her eyes as she spoke softly.

"A smiling tiger..."

Yamada Ryo muttered something to himself and turned his head away from looking at her.

"Toyokawa-kun—" a student in the front row whispered, "It's best not to go near that person—"

School bullying?

What a joke! Who do you think she is? And who is the man next to her?

Toyokawa Shoko's face turned cold, and the back of the female student in the front row was reflected in her golden eyes.

Tell me the details.

"...Ah...ah...okay,"

The female student was stunned. By the time she came to her senses, she had already confessed everything.

......

TGW Building, a recording studio of a talent agency.

"Poom—"

The bass, guitar, and drums pause briefly; this is the finale.

"Great! That's it!"

"Oh ho! Let's go to the victory celebration party together later, let's have a victory celebration party!"

Mingze Feng covered his nose and quietly sneezed.

"Shima, your rhythm is great! Kaede and Eliza, too."

Captain Kiku raised her bass guitar, her wet hair swaying with her movements.

After playing several pieces of music throughout the afternoon, everyone's foreheads were covered in sweat.

Two wet stains appeared on the back of Mingze Feng's short-sleeved shirt.

Eliza Shimizu smiled and handed over a bottle of water. As Narusawa Kaede thanked her and accepted it, Hiroi Kikuri pouted. She grabbed a towel and shoved her aside.

As Narusawa Kaede watched, Shimizu Eliza reached over from the side and pressed her hand against Hiroi Kikuri's face. Hiroi Kikuri retaliated by pressing her palm against Shimizu Eliza's cheek.

Hiroi Kikuri: What the hell?!

Eliza Shimizu: "You were the one who started this trouble!"

It feels like a martial arts arena scene is about to unfold.

Mingze Feng helplessly grabbed the wrists of the two ladies.

"You two brave men, go home and continue your antics."

Kikuri Hiroi handed over a bottle of water.

"Shall we have some water first?"

"Humph..."

Naruzawa Kaede watched as Shimizu Eliza picked up the towel again and gently placed her palm against his.

"Are you tired? Let me wipe your sweat..."

Three drumsticks flew out and landed lightly on the stomachs of the three men. In the end, Mingze Feng was probably wiping the sweat from their brows.

In conclusion, the recording of SickHack's debut album is progressing smoothly.

Next comes the most fortunate and celebratory thing.

get off work!

Shima Iwashita accepted the bottled water and towel handed to her by the staff and wiped the sweat from her head.

While drinking water, she caught a glimpse of the three of them playfully fighting out of the corner of her eye.

Tsk. Iwashita Shima pursed her lips.

At first, Kikuri Hiroi kept saying she wanted to focus on the band. But in Aomori, she was the one having the most fun, flirting with maiko, enjoying hot springs, eating local game, ice sculpting, and skiing...

Later, it completely turned into Hiroi Kikuri spending her money and enjoying the life she wanted. This guy who squandered all her hard-earned gold coins, this scumbag who spouted empty words and reeked of alcohol—

Honestly, both of them did really bad things. Leaving the band without permission, or causing each other so much trouble, are all examples of how wrong they were.

'Come back with me. Together, we'll become the strongest in Tokyo.'

Isn't that just empty talk? It's not like we're watching a shonen anime.

In the end, he still followed her back.

Why? Are you coming back to be a third wheel?

Iwashita Shima sighed.

"They've gotten stronger again... This guy and that guy, too."

Despite spending a month together at the hot springs, Hiroi Kikuri never practiced bass at all, but there's no doubt she's gotten stronger.

And Mingze Feng too. They're always flirting and teasing each other, how did their skills improve? Did they practice dual cultivation?

Iwashita Shima looked down at the drum kit and the calluses on her palms, the sweat already dried. Her skin, which had become somewhat delicate from not touching drumsticks for a month, throbbed with pain as she rubbed her palms.

Fortunately, the intensive training we received earlier was effective.

I'm not a novice at all; I not only caught up, but I did a great job.

"Ah chirp——"

In the parking lot behind the building, Shima Iwashita had just started her car when a sneeze came from the back seat.

It's Naruzawa Kaede.

Iwashita Shima casually asked the person behind her, "What's wrong? Have you caught a cold?"

Mingze Feng: "No, no, it's just that I suddenly felt like someone remembered me."

"At times like this, a glass of wine will warm you up."

Hiroi Kikuri pulled a box of sake from under her skirt.

"Or did you sweat and then get caught in a cold draft? Here, have a handkerchief—"

Judging from the voice, this is Eliza Shimizu.

This is what I saw in the rearview mirror.