After being elected as the governor of Tokyo, he will debut as a band!

If he were in his normal state, he could handle even the most awkward, distorted, or even trap-filled and aggressive words with ease. After all, this is a basic skill for politicians; otherwise, they would make mistakes when facing questions from voter representatives and reporters.

But having just expressed his true feelings, he was unable to return to the state where he could control his emotions with ease, and his reaction to the three girls' very different remarks was somewhat sluggish.

But his pause lasted only a second before he responded with a relaxed expression.

"The focus of the performance should still be the music. I don't want my mask or the face under the mask to interfere with everyone's enjoyment of the music."

The Hundredfold Return Company is an important front man for Aoyama Muto in his dominance of Tokyo politics and his main base for handling private affairs. The rest area on the top floor of the company building is basically prepared for him and is only open to newly appointed senior employees on a small scale.

To cater to Aoyama's preferences, the facility not only boasts a full set of professional audio equipment, but also a complete collection of brand-name guitars, basses, violins, and drum kits. While his forte is the drums, he also has some experience with guitars, basses, and violins, and can at least achieve a decent level of skill.

The level of a substitute for any position in a professional rock band.

So there's no problem putting on a live performance here now. In some ways, the facilities here are even better than the "Starry Night" performance hall of Ijichi Hoshika.

That's the power of money!

"Then let's get started..."

Aoyama walked to a corner of the room, pulled back the curtain, and a small, sunken performance area appeared before everyone's eyes.

In the center of the venue is a complete set of Sonno drum kits. Because of its comprehensive configuration, this drum kit occupies almost half of the entire performance space.

Other instruments that are easy to store are placed in special cases and displayed in another room.

The four girls gasped in surprise at the same time, with Hongxia's eyes widening as if she had seen a cat jumping around with fresh fish.

"Oh my god! Is this the legendary Sono small die-cast gold-plated top-of-the-line maple snare drum?! I remember that a single one costs more than 20 yen... This is a whole set, which must cost at least 300 million yen!"

"3,300,000..."

After hearing the number, Yamada Ryo, who had a cold demeanor and a penchant for making strange remarks, pondered for a few seconds before turning to Hiroi Kikuri with an admiring look.

"Oh my god, I never expected that you would be such a shrewd woman! You've made friends with such a rich person in just a few days. It seems that you have another person you can borrow money from now on. Clap clap (clapping), wait, maybe you can have two more."

Hiroi noticed that she was looking at him, so he took out a box of Oni Slayer Sake from his body, made a toasting gesture to her, and then gulped down a big mouthful.

After finishing her drink, she wobbled over to the sofa and lay down on it, her little feet, still wearing slippers, dangling in the air.

"I see... Looking closely, Hiroi-san's drunken look is quite alluring. Maybe rich people these days like this type? I guess I need to ask her for advice..."

"Senior Liang, you're already in a terrible state! Don't have such dangerous thoughts!"

Kita Ikuyo said somewhat anxiously.

"Do you think I'm good? Well then, Hito, can you buy me the same Almabic bass as the band 'Return to Eternity'? The price should be about the same as this drum set, around 300 to 400 million yen."

"Give me ten years, and I'm sure I can save up that money."

"If you mean that bass, there's one in the next room."

Hiroi Kikuri overheard their conversation and lazily chimed in.

"what?!"

Yamada Ryo was greatly shocked, and the image of "$" seemed to appear in Aoyama Muto's eyes as he looked at him.

"Uncle... no, Brother Wealth, may I go take a look?"

"Let's talk about it later. For now, let's watch my drum performance."

"...Well, actually I'm not that interested in the drums. So, it's okay if you don't perform for me."

"Since you're all members of the same band, isn't it necessary to understand the strengths and weaknesses of each member's instruments?"

Aoyama did not budge; he did not want these girls, whom he was not familiar with, to see his collection of musical instruments.

In this room, only Nijika and Kikuri are relatively special right now.

Other girls, no matter how young and beautiful, were just worthless strangers to Aoyama.

That's right, the girls are all minors and don't even have any value as voters.

Having been rebuffed, Yamada Ryo gave up and simply looked at Hiroi Kikuri, who was slumped on the sofa, seemingly deep in thought.

The other three sat upright, watching with expectant expressions as Aoyama picked up the drumsticks.

Make way for me: 012 Can I do this level of skill?

Aoyama's drumming performance was truly like a raging storm.

Although the stage area was small and he was the only performer on stage, his performance displayed an overwhelming momentum.

Driven by the powerful sound waves of percussion, the strong presence emanating from Aoyama almost filled the entire space, making the four young audience members feel breathless.

Only Hiroi Kikuri, deeply intoxicated, was aroused by the rhythm, downing the remaining half-box of Oni Slayer Sake in one gulp, and then searching around for her bass, wanting to join Aoyama's rhythm.

"...Am I seeing things? Why does it look like the God of Wealth has six arms growing out of his shoulders?"

Yamada Ryo rubbed his eyes a couple of times, but the magical scene in front of him did not disappear. On the contrary, as the performance gradually became more and more superb, Aoyama Kaname's movements became more and more exaggerated.

Previously, only his arm was showing a double image, but now it even seemed as if an extra shadow had split off from him.

...It must be because I've been watching too much JoJo these past few days.

She used this excuse to numb herself.

"This speed and skill level are beyond my comprehension!!"

Hongxia widened her eyes, trying to keep her gaze on Aoyama's movements, but she failed after about thirty seconds.

"But it's really amazing. I've only ever seen this kind of technique on TV and YouTube."

"Woooooooo..."

The usually sunny and cheerful Kita even covered his mouth and cried softly.

"To play an instrument to this level, how much hardship and suffering must he have endured during practice..."

Kita Ikuyo, who is currently learning guitar, had recently suffered from finger pain, and now she deeply sympathizes with Aoyama Muka.

"If I could, I'd like to film Brother Caishen's performance and post it online. It would definitely touch many more people. Little Lonely, what do you think, Little Lonely?"

Little Lonely didn't respond to Kita's question, so the latter looked at her face.

Upon seeing this, Kita was stunned.

At this moment, Little Loneliness's eyes sparkled, and even without the colorful stage lights in the room, Kita Ikuyo, as an observer, found her gaze dazzling and vivid.

What kind of emotions are conveyed in those eyes?

There is anticipation, respect, and hope.

Then look at Little Lonely's mouth shape—she seems not to want her voice to interfere with the performance, so only her lips are moving, without making a sound.

"Wow, someone can actually improve their musical instrument skills to this level. Is it possible for me to do that too?"

Within this silent sigh lies an emotional outburst stronger than any shout, leading Kita Ikuyo to mistakenly believe that Kotori has decided to give up being a guitarist and become a full-time drummer.

"Little Lonely, I think the guitar is more suitable for me..."

But before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by a loud shout from Kikuri Hiroi.

"Alright everyone, let's get hyped!"

The drunkard finally found her bass guitar behind the sofa. She had just tuned it and her musical heart was already restless, stirred by Aoyama's drumsticks.

"Ah Bai didn't prepare any drinks for me today, so let's drink our fill with rock and roll!"

Upon hearing her words, Aoyama's mind raced, and he transformed the piece through a wondrous variation.

The pursuit of technical virtuosity and extreme performance in the endurance solo has transformed into a widely popular signature song for Guns N' Roses.

"Haha! Brother Yizhen, you know a lot, huh?! Then I won't hold back!"

Hiroi Kikuri made a "bingo" gesture to Aoyama, then drank the last mouthful of demon-slaying sake, revealing her sharp little tiger teeth and clear singing voice from her lips.

It was as if she was smiling at me.

It brought back childhood memories.

"That period of time"

"My sweet love!"

……

As the last note faded, Kikuri Hiroi leaned back on the sofa and began snoring almost instantly.

Aoyama's condition wasn't much better. Being a drummer is an extremely physically demanding position, and with his dazzling solo performances and world-famous pieces, his physical exertion was almost comparable to playing a full-court basketball game.

His upper body was soaked with sweat, and even the ground beneath his feet was covered in sweat stains.

But he only rested for half a minute before getting up from his seat with his back straight. A strong sense of exhaustion and extreme power were simultaneously present in him, and he seemed to have become a machine that released pheromones.

This was incredibly exciting for high school girls who had never experienced anything like it.

If things were to continue according to the rules of the three-dimensional universe, the silver palladium should be coming next, but unfortunately, this is an anime!

So, the troublemakers arrived.

"Little Lord!"

That's right, the president of the Hundredfold Repayment Company, Hyakubi Suzumiya, makes a grand entrance!

"Oh, Bai, you've come at the right time, I'm hungry. Also, do you have any energy drinks or anything? Give me a case first."

Although he really wanted to talk to Nijika, Aoyama felt it was more important to solve his own body's sugar and ATP energy supply problems first.

"It's all ready, even the little girls have some."

Suzumiya Hyakubi had been back for a while. Not wanting to disturb Aoyama Muneko's performance, she had been waiting outside the door. Upon hearing the order, she immediately served energy drinks, blood orange juice to relieve fatigue, and high-calorie cream crepes.

The high school girls also thanked Suzumiya Hyakubi.

Although Suzumiya is a year younger than Aoyama, he looks older and has a full beard, making him appear at least ten years older than Aoyama. To a high school girl, he gives off a distinct elder vibe, and she needs to be more relaxed when talking to him.

Five minutes later, Aoyama finished replenishing his energy, glanced at the time, and then looked over at the high school girls who were uniformly slurping orange juice.

"It's getting late. How are you planning to get home? You probably have school tomorrow, right?"

Hongxia originally wanted to ask Aoyama about drums, but she noticed that it was almost midnight, so she had to give up on that idea for the time being.

She herself was fine, since her sister knew where she had come from, but the other three members of the band were still at the age where they had curfews at home, and going home too late might cause trouble.

"My sister said she would come to pick us up by car, she should have arrived by now, right? It's Kikuri-nee..."

Hongxia looked at Hiroi Kikuri, who was sprawled on the sofa like a lump of mud, fast asleep, and her face showed reluctance.

"If possible, let her sleep here. This room is much better than Kikuri's own rented room."

The voice of Ijichi Seika came from the direction of the door.

Make way for me: 013 Why not just let the rules make way for you?

"elder sister!"

Hongxia walked over with a big smile, wanting to share her exciting experience from the night with Xingge.

"Listen to me, listen to me! This guy is amazing! The live performance is so much more impactful than the recording, it's absolutely explosive!"

"Then why don't you become his apprentice?"

Xingge said subconsciously.

Aoyama said to Musou: You really don't hold back. Do you know how many people want to be my disciple but can't? A certain political veteran from the Fujiwara family wanted his granddaughter to learn the violin from me, but I refused. I could tell at a glance that her heart wasn't in it.

But the way that little girl cried and ran away left a deep impression on me...

As for Hongxia, considering how cute she was as a child, it's not impossible for her, but we still need to see her talent and her later performance.

“Oh? That won’t do. A master like him must spend most of his energy honing his skills. How would he have time to teach students? Besides, my brother and I only met for the first time today. It would be too impolite to make such a request.”

Hongxia was more sensible than her sister, knowing that making such a request to a complete stranger was offensive, and she turned around with some shame to apologize to Qingshan on behalf of her sister.

"Private Marseille, my sister said something strange, please don't take it to heart."

"It doesn't matter."

Xingge glanced at Qingshan Xiang somewhat embarrassedly. She had blurted out those words without thinking, as if they were just a joke between friends, but Hongxia's reaction immediately made her realize that it was inappropriate.

"Whether or not he accepts apprentices is of course up to his own opinion, but Hongxia, this isn't the first time you've met this guy. He even carried you when you were in kindergarten!"

"Eh?!"