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

The girl sitting blankly next to the garbage recycling point showed almost no reaction when the light suddenly shone on her, as if she was completely indifferent to any changes in the outside world.

This made her look somewhat strange.

Although Aoyama was a transmigrator, he did not believe in ghosts or gods, so he was not afraid at all. He simply asked Ryoumiya to drive the car closer while he stared at the girl's face for a while.

Then he discovered that the child recognized himself.

Wakaba Mutsu.

She is the daughter of comedian Takafumi Wakaba and famous actress Minami Mori, and also Shoko Toyokawa's childhood friend.

Why is she here so late at night?

Aoyama looked at the street signs.

Although this area is a high-end residential area with excellent security, it is still not completely safe... Otherwise, Suzumiya Takumi's car would not have been able to drive here; it would have been stopped at the street corner.

"Young Master, do you know this child?"

Liang Gongzhao has been by Aoyama Xiang's side for over twenty years, and he can guess what Aoyama Xiang is thinking just by glancing at the expression on his face.

"Yeah, I guess so... I met a junior in the band."

Qingshan rubbed his temples, feeling a bit of a headache.

"The young lady looks very troubled. Since she is an acquaintance of yours, young master, why don't you go and check on her?"

"Hmm... Uncle Jiang, you're really joking. Is it appropriate for me to go over and check on a girl who's all alone?"

Due to limited land and a dense population, Japan's urban planning laws include special provisions...

There are regulations prohibiting any residential area from having a closed wall, so gated communities like the one next door to Tokyo University are rare. Therefore, what Japan calls a high-end residential area with good public security refers to a residential area with a high density of surveillance cameras and a large number of police officers.

If Aoyama gets out of the car to check on Xiaomu, he will definitely be caught on camera in close-up. Then the police command center will immediately send the nearest patrol officer to arrest the suspicious person wearing sunglasses/mask/mask on the spot.

If Aoyama hadn't resisted and the police had removed his sunglasses/mask/mask, then tomorrow all 150 newspapers in Tokyo would have had this as their headline—

"Less than two hours after attending a cabinet meeting, the Tokyo governor harassed a high school girl on the street and was arrested on the spot by local police officers."

If he resists... then he'll be acting out Grand Theft Auto: Tokyo.

However, there is no mechanism to remove the warning star in the real world. With this old Ford that is not very comfortable to ride in but has no speed or handling, even with an experienced driver like Takumi Suzumiya, it would be difficult to escape death.

—Of course, the above scenario is based on the premise that Qingshan Xiang does not use the invisible hand.

If the invisible hand were truly used, all the surveillance cameras within a two-kilometer radius would have to malfunction tonight, and the reservoir in Okutama Town or the lighthouse in the Ogasawara Islands would have two more dedicated police officers on duty.

But Aoyama is not some spoiled brat, and there's no need for him to use such privileges to make things difficult for grassroots workers.

So he was considering whether there were any other options.

If Hiroi Kikuri were here too... that girl is quite good at dealing with teenage girls.

Or could we get Xiaomu to get in the car on her own? ...Then the police watching the surveillance footage would only assume that the person in the car is someone the girl knows, or even that the girl is sitting next to the garbage recycling center late at night just to wait for someone in the car to pick her up.

Aoyama thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called Toyokawa Shoko. This was the number Toyokawa Kiyoko had given him when she asked him to help take care of her daughter. Although he had written it down, he had never contacted Toyokawa Shoko through this number except when he was explaining it to Hiroi.

It was only after he transmigrated that he gained the extraordinary memory, a standard skill for transmigrators; otherwise, he would have completely forgotten that number by now.

The call connected slower than expected.

"Moshi Moshi, may I ask who you are...?"

“I am Hack.”

"Mr. Harker? How did you get my phone number...?"

"...Mr. Toyokawa Kiyoshi gave it to me. Miss Toyokawa should be able to figure out why, right?"

"Hmm, I understand about the stockings..."

Toyokawa Shoko didn't really understand...

Although she knew that, given Aoyama's status, it would be easy for him to obtain information about himself from his imprisoned father.

But isn't he going to take the long way around? If he wants to know my phone number, why doesn't he just ask me directly? I'll definitely tell him.

Is it really as my grandfather said, that these people in positions of power like to use this kind of trouble-making to make themselves stand out?

However, Governor Aoyama shouldn't be the kind of person who is frivolous and boring, right?

"In short, Ms. Toyokawa, could you please give me Wakaba Mutsumi's contact information?"

"Huh? Okay... But Mr. Hack, why did you suddenly want to know Mumu's contact information?"

Does this mean they have plans to groom her for a future role?

Shoko Toyokawa thought about it for a moment, then realized that the idea was a bit ridiculous.

She didn't know what Xiao Mu would be like when she grew up, but given Xiao Mu's current personality, if she were put in a group of strangers, she probably wouldn't say a word all day. What did Aoyama Toshihisa need her to do?

Perhaps they noticed some problems in Xiao Mu's family and wanted to help her? If that's the case, it would definitely be a good thing for Xiao Mu.

"There's no particular reason... By the way, Miss Toyokawa, why does your voice sound so shaky? Is the signal bad on your end?"

After writing down Wakaba Mutsu's phone number, Aoyama casually asked a question about the sound of wind in Shoko's voice, the tremor in her voice, and the occasional panting in her breath.

“Everything is fine, Mr. Hark. Vadashiwa just slipped his stockings while running…”

"Running? Do you enjoy night running?"

"that……"

"Xiao Xiang, don't, don't run so fast... wait, wait for me... oh..."

Just then, Nagasaki Motoyo's voice came through the phone, but it was so far away that it was almost drowned out by the wind.

What's going on? Why aren't these two home in the middle of the night? Are they racing outside?

Aren't the adults at home worried... Oh, Toyokawa Shoko's father is in detention, her guardian Hiroi Kikuri is probably drunk somewhere, and Nagasaki Motoyo's mother is probably out in Kamogawa City doing research with the Recycling Committee...

Sigh, it's understandable that two girls who lack family companionship would team up to vent their pent-up negative emotions from adolescence through sports.

Next time we meet, I'll give them both a 24-hour gym membership.

However, to be fair, Ms. Toyokawa's physical condition is really good. Ms. Nagasaki's voice sounded like she was almost out of breath, yet she still spoke to me in an elegant tone. If I didn't have such good hearing, I wouldn't even be able to tell that she was running.

Wow, that's some impressive physical attributes. Even if they can't form a popular band in the future, they could still gain a lot of fame by fighting in the UFC.

Isogachi Music Awards: 057 Hakusan, Open the Door

After ending his call with Toyokawa Shoko, Aoyama called Wakaba Mutsu.

Although Ruoye Mu was alone at the garbage recycling station, she was fortunate to have a habit of carrying her mobile phone with her. When she felt her phone vibrate, she quickly answered the call.

"Miss Wakaba, good evening. I'm Hack. Do you still recognize me?"

"Mr. Hack?"

Ruoye Mu murmured something before realizing what was happening, "Mr. Mask."

Just remember me.

Aoyama breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Yes, that's right, Mr. Mask. I'm sitting in that car parked not far to your west. Are you having any trouble? You can tell me about Fang Baini, and I might be able to help you."

If Wakaba Muku glanced at Aoyama Xiang's Ford from afar without making any move, Ryoumiya Takumi cleverly turned off the headlights and turned on the interior dome light, so that Wakaba Muku could clearly see the faces of the people inside the car.

Although anyone can wear a mask, the Peking Opera mask with a removable mouth part by Aoyama was very distinctive. In addition, the masked man in the car matched Mr. Hack's movements and lip movements perfectly with those on the phone. Therefore, Wakaba Mutsu confirmed the identity of the person in the car and then walked over.

Aoyama lowered the car window as well.

"Miss Wakaba, would you like me to give you a ride?"

"My home is not far away."

Although Xiaomu has already met Aoyama face-to-face, she is still communicating with him by phone.

"Then why aren't you home at this hour? What are you doing next to the garbage collection point?"

"Minami, tell me to throw away all the cucumbers in the house."

After Xiao Mu finished speaking, she turned back towards the garbage collection point.

Look over there, there's a garbage bag specifically for holding combustible waste.

"Throw away the trash, now?"

Qingshan frowned.

Japan has rather strict regulations on waste disposal. Combustible and non-combustible waste can only be disposed of on designated dates, and must be disposed of at the waste disposal point before 8:30 a.m. on that day. After that time, the waste must be left at home for another day.

Of course, not as many people abide by these regulations as one might imagine. In commercial areas like Shibuya or Ikebukuro, it's not uncommon to see people littering. After all, there are too few trash cans on the streets of Tokyo. People can't just wander around outside all day with trash stuffed in their pockets, can they? They can only secretly throw it away when no one is looking.

Of course, littering is much less common in upscale residential areas, since the population density is not as high and residents are more conscientious about maintaining the cleanliness of the area. So, generally speaking, they will abide by the garbage disposal regulations and dispose of their garbage at fixed times.

The problem is, if Ye Mu's parents are both well-known figures in the entertainment industry, they would definitely employ domestic helpers to handle housework, and the task of throwing away uneaten food should be done by these domestic helpers...

Moreover, as mentioned earlier, the normal time to dispose of garbage should be in the early morning and before 8 a.m., so why would someone come out to dispose of garbage late at night?

“Minami should throw it away immediately.”

Xiao Mu gave a brief explanation, then lowered her head, her mood visibly depressed.

"Well……"

After thinking for a moment, Aoyama speculated that Minami might be unhappy with the cucumbers in her house because her breakfast show was canceled by the TV station. So she threw a tantrum and forced the servants to throw them all away.

Then, some of these cucumbers were grown by Xiao Mu, so she was a little reluctant to part with them. She took the initiative to take on the task of throwing away the cucumbers. After arriving at the garbage recycling point, she waited and waited, hoping to find a chance to give the cucumbers to passersby.

How long have you been here?

Two hours.

Knew it.

Xiao Mu wasn't very good at expressing her thoughts, so she waited here for more than two hours but still couldn't deliver the cucumber.

It's strange. Takafumi Wakaba is famous throughout Japan for his quick wit, and Minami Mori is so good at delivering lines that she can teach in university acting classes. So why is their daughter such a quiet and reserved person?

Is it because he's worried his daughter will steal his thunder, so he deliberately raised Wakaba Mutsu to be like this?

Aoyama couldn't understand why this was so illogical, so he put his doubts aside for the time being and planned to consult his child policy advisor after he went to work the next day.

Didn't your mother send someone out to call you back?

"Minami went to the TV station."

"Then you should go home earlier. After you get home, let your mother know you are safe. That way, she won't have to worry about your safety while she is busy with work."

"Minami, no way."

Wakaba Mu said in a low voice.

Does that mean her mother doesn't care about her?

Come to think of it, if a daughter goes out to throw out the trash and doesn't come back for more than two hours, any normal parent would be frantic by now.

Xiao Mu's mother, on the other hand, didn't even bother to ask a single question before rushing off to work at the TV station, without even informing Xiao Mu's father.

No wonder Xiao Mu doesn't like to talk. In such a disorganized family, even if Xiao Mu cried and made a fuss at home when she was little, she probably wouldn't get any response. After a while, she realized that crying and making a fuss was useless, so she didn't even want to talk anymore.

When Aoyama was the same age as Wakaba Mutsu, his father, Aoyama Yuki, was also rarely home—after all, as the head of the Tojo Clan's direct branch, he was quite busy with his work.

After giving birth to him, Aoyama's mother disappeared without a trace, and her fate is currently unknown. The mother listed in his family tree is a woman from the Mori clan, specially arranged by the Aoyama main branch, as the "unknown identity of his birth mother" is detrimental to his political career. Of course, that woman from the Mori clan passed away more than twenty years ago, and Aoyama doesn't even know what she looked like.

In conclusion, Aoyama is quite empathetic towards Ruoye Mu.

"Here's what we'll do, Miss Xiaomu. You give me all those cucumbers, and I promise I can put them all on the table. Then, Miss Xiaomu, you should go home as soon as possible and not linger outside any longer."

Aoyama made the suggestion.

To be honest, the fact that Senmin and Nami disliked cucumbers was entirely his doing, so it's only right that he help Xiaomu deal with them.

When Xiao Mu heard Qing Shan say this, her eyes lit up. Without saying a word, she hung up the phone (yes, only now), considered turning around and carrying a large bag of fresh cucumbers, weighing about twenty pounds. Under Liang Gongjiang's direction, she placed it under the passenger seat.

After putting down the cucumber, Xiao Mu didn't leave. Instead, she stood outside the back door, staring thoughtfully at a luxurious detached house in the distance.

Qingshan didn't understand what she meant and was about to ask when he heard Xiaomu utter a few words:

"Haksan, open the door."

Gogomachi Music Awards: 058 Pick up a good head and take it home