They are really too low!

What kind of person is afraid of losing something?

The answer is simple: this is all she has.

Hoshino thought for a moment, "Could it be that I don't have any friends?"

It's unlikely. Nagasaki Motoyo doesn't seem to have no friends. She can greet people naturally, and her clothes don't show any signs of inferiority. Whether she walks or sits, she always walks with her head held high and her posture is upright. There's no doubt that she's like that at school too.

Hoshino glanced at her schoolbag. There were no special accessories, and her nails weren't manicured. She looked like a rich young lady, yet she also seemed extremely ordinary and plain.

"Are you from a single-parent family?" Hoshino suddenly asked.

Originally trying to move Hoshino Mi with a short story, Nagasaki Motoyo froze slightly upon hearing this.

"Why...why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Nagasaki Motoyo suppressed her feelings, sounding as if she felt a little offended by Hoshino Mi's question.

The lack of a direct answer implies acceptance.

“I guess you have a similar feeling to me.” Hoshino didn’t explain much. “Do you want Toyokawa-kun to come back, or do you want to have a band?”

Nagasaki Motoyo paused for a moment, then frowned: "Of course I want Xiaoxiang to come back!"

She felt a little angry. She had said and done so much, wasn't it all for the sake of Toyokawa Shoko and everyone else being able to come back?

"It would be easy to bring her back, but you can't do it right now."

"No, I'll do anything to bring Xiaoxiang back!" Nagasaki Sue's eyes lit up; she thought Hoshino Mi had given in.

"What does 'can do anything' include?" Hoshino glanced at her sideways. "Will you agree to do anything I ask?"

"I'll agree to anything!" Nagasaki Motoyo's eyes were firm, as if she would rush over without hesitation if Hoshino asked her to carry a bomb to attack America's air force base.

"Don't say things like that to men." Hoshino said expressionlessly. "If I asked you to lift your skirt, would you agree?"

Despite the sarcastic remark, Nagasaki Motoyo clenched her fists, and in a moment of impulsiveness, almost blurted out, "If it's Hoshino-senpai, I can agree!"

Hoshino fell silent; their band was truly full of talent.

Chapter 115 You'd do anything, right?

An inexplicable atmosphere enveloped the two of them. Hoshino remained silent, while Nagasaki Motoyo seemed to realize that she had said something she shouldn't have, and her expression turned somewhat awkward.

Nagasaki Motoyo sat up slightly, her full breasts finally lifting off the edge of the table. The soft elasticity parted slightly, creating an alluring curve beneath her collar. A strand of hair fell across her chest. There was no doubt that the girl's breasts had developed to a very appealing size. At this age, a girl was slowly transforming from an unripe fruit into a tender and juicy ripe fruit, and the allure of this was something that women who matured earlier could hardly match.

Especially after what she had just said, Hoshino's gaze towards her inevitably carried a special meaning.

Nagasaki Motoyo noticed his gaze on her chest, and her expression became increasingly unnatural. She didn't know whether she felt shy or regretful, but she wanted to avoid Hoshino Mi's gaze.

It was only at this moment that Nagasaki Motoyo remembered that she was a girl, and Hoshino Mi was a boy. Even if he was very good-looking, he was still a boy.

Saying "I'm willing to do anything" to a boy carries a certain implication. Nagasaki Motoyo felt ashamed. She didn't think that much about it; she just wanted to express her determination to Hoshino Mi.

She would do anything and accomplish anything to bring Toyokawa Shoko back and allow everyone to return to that time.

However, what she just said made her seem like a shameless woman, even willing to lift her skirt. Would Hoshino Mi misunderstand that she was trying to seduce him with her body?

Nagasaki Motoyo hesitated, wanting to explain but unsure what to say to tell him that she didn't mean it that way.

If she were to say it aloud, how could she insist that she could do anything?

Nagasaki Motoyo silently sipped her coffee, when Hoshino Mi broke the silence.

"Do you think I won't do anything to you, which is why you're so emboldened?"

Hearing this, Nagasaki Motoyo felt inexplicably relieved, because Hoshino Mi didn't seem to have misunderstood her.

However, his question left Nagasaki Motoyo speechless.

To be honest, Nagasaki Motoyo really didn't think Hoshino Mi would do anything to her.

"Senior, I just want to talk to Xiaoxiang." Nagasaki Suze bit her lip, knowing she had lost in this aspect, and could only play the victim now.

“I’ve already said what I needed to say. Even if you go there in person, her answer will be the same,” Hoshino said. “No one can do everything. This world is inherently imperfect.”

“It’s possible.” Nagasaki Motoyo remained stubborn. “I don’t believe it’s impossible.”

"What are you planning to do? Tell Toyokawa-kun, 'I'll do anything if you come back'?"

Nagasaki Motoyo felt somewhat embarrassed. She felt that Hoshino Mi was looking down on her. What was so great about her? She still had her trump cards up her sleeve.

"You probably don't know, right?" Nagasaki Motoyo suddenly spoke up, seemingly changing the subject out of the blue, but upon closer listening, one could vaguely hear a threatening undertone in her voice. "Mutsu has been thinking about you these past few days. She's been holding her phone, waiting for your message, and she brings her guitar to school every day. As long as you call her out, she'll come out immediately."

"What do you want to say?" Hoshino appeared unmoved.

Nagasaki Motoyo was disappointed that she didn't see the reaction she wanted, but it didn't affect her judgment.

"I want to remind you, senior, that girls can be very troublesome creatures. If you don't handle them properly, they can cause a lot of trouble." Nagasaki Motoyo crossed her arms in front of her chest. "If you'd like, senior, I can help."

"What help do you need?" Hoshino asked in a cold tone.

Nagasaki Motoyo was a little annoyed. This guy could definitely understand what she meant, but his unmoved attitude was really annoying.

"We can help each other, the senior wants..."

"What if I don't help?" Hoshino interrupted her. "What's it to you?"

Nagasaki Motoyo was slightly taken aback when she saw Hoshino Mi's expression. Right, it seemed that he and Wakaba Mutsu didn't need her help at all. This guy was so handsome and knew how to coax Wakaba Mutsu. Even if things continued to develop, Wakaba Mutsu would eventually fall for him.

Nagasaki Motoyo became even more furious, as she had no means to threaten Hoshino Mi.

She had originally planned to use Wakaba Mutsu to lure out Toyokawa Shoko, but who knew that she had already been blocked by Toyokawa Shoko. Now she was desperate, and her only clue was Hoshino Mi.

“Nagasaki-kun, I’ve noticed you seem a bit optimistic,” Hoshino said. “Even if I bring you to Toyokawa-kun, even if she agrees to come back, even if you revive the band, do you think we can go back to the way things were?”

"How do you know about something that hasn't been done yet?" Nagasaki Motoyo retorted stubbornly. "We used to be very good friends, and everyone misses the days when we played in a band."

"So close that you don't even know where the other person lives?" Hoshino asked calmly.

Nagasaki Motoyo remained silent, leaving no room for excuses.

Hoshino already had a deep understanding of their band.

A band that had only been formed for a month or two, and had just held its first performance, immediately fell apart.

He didn't even know much about his teammates' personal information, and apart from the band, they had almost no interaction with each other, let alone any decent group activities.

In addition, there were underlying conflicts among them, and the incompatibility of the members' personalities could also lead to the disbandment of the band.

“There will always be a strange feeling in your heart after a period of estrangement. Even if you force everyone to come back, it might not be the result you want.” Hoshino paused. “For example, Shiina-kun, do you think she would be happy?”

“If the lamp could come back, Riki would definitely be willing.” Nagasaki Motoyo pursed her lips, very stubborn, as if she was being childish.

Hoshino looked at the girl in front of her. In fact, she knew what Hoshino meant, but she refused to think about such a question.

Or rather, aside from believing that everyone will come back, she no longer knows what she should do.

Once people lose what they depend on for survival, most will exhibit this extremely maladaptive state.

“Okay, I’ll get what you want back for you,” Hoshino said readily.

Nagasaki Motoyo was taken aback, but then, unable to hide her joy, she quickly said, "Senpai, you said yes?!"

“My methods may be different from what you imagine, but in this world, everyone who wants to have their wish granted has to pay a price.” Hoshino Miki smiled knowingly. “You’d do anything to bring everyone back, right?”

Nagasaki Motoyo had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but compared to this, she had no other choice.

Even if Hoshino really wanted to look at her skirt, she could just grit her teeth, close her eyes, and pretend it was an accidental wardrobe malfunction!

"I will do it." Nagasaki Motoyo gripped her skirt slightly. She didn't know what others said in front of boys, or what their feelings were.

But for her, this was the first time.

Since transferring to Tsukinomori Middle School, she has not only never held a boy's hand, but has never even spoken to a boy her own age.

To be honest, Hoshino Ken is not only the guy she's been in contact with the most, but also the most handsome guy she's ever seen.

"If it's Hoshino Mi, it doesn't seem like it's unacceptable," Nagasaki Motoyo thought to herself.

A girl naturally hopes that her first time will be with a gentle and handsome guy, or at least someone she won't find repulsive.

"Senior, what should I do?" Nagasaki Motoyo took a deep breath. She wanted to pay the price as soon as possible and then meet with Toyokawa Shoko.

"Hmm, let me think." Hoshino stroked his chin, his gaze scrutinizing the girl's body, from her beautiful features to her proud and firm breasts.

Nagasaki Motoyo was a little nervous, her mind torn between whether Hoshino Mi was a good person or a bad person, but more than anything, she was sure she was a bad girl.

Now that she had already said it, she was prepared to go all in and had nothing to be ashamed of.

Just as Nagasaki Motoyo was mustering her courage and about to make up her mind, Hoshino Mi suddenly said something.

“First, let’s switch names.” Hoshino smiled slightly. “Just call me Jian from now on.”

Nagasaki Motoyo was stunned for a while, then she became inexplicably flustered: "I...I...my name is Motoyo."

“Su Shi,” Hoshino chuckled softly, “I feel like our relationship has become closer.”

Nagasaki Motoyo opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself. She felt very guilty because she had just misunderstood Hoshino Mi and thought that Hoshino Mi had bad intentions towards her.

Not only did she misunderstand, but she also tried to threaten Hoshino Mi just now. Especially when she saw that Hoshino Mi wanted to help her, she felt happy.

Nagasaki Motoyo slightly turned her gaze away, not daring to meet Hoshino Mi's eyes.

"Does Su Shi want to show me her dress?" Hoshino asked.

“No, not here.” Nagasaki Motoyo felt that he was teasing her again, then realized that he was asking her to call him by his name, and her face inexplicably burned. “Unless you are willing to let me meet with Xiaoxiang.”

That's really despicable.

Even though she knew Hoshino wouldn't really want to watch, she still said such despicable things.

It seemed as if she would lift it up whenever Hoshino wanted to see it.

"I'm curious what color Su Shi is wearing today, but that's not enough as leverage," Hoshino smiled. "If Su Shi trusts me, there will be opportunities in the future."

Nagasaki Motoyo felt a little thirsty and wanted to take a sip of coffee, but then she felt that she wasn't calm enough, after all, she didn't expect to hear such words.

Should I answer Hoshino Mi what color she's wearing today?

I don't think so, right?

Nagasaki Motoyo tried to calm herself down, unaware that her panic had already caught Hoshino Mi's attention.

[Intimacy: 14 → 16]

Hoshino casually looked away, already having figured out how to get the reward he deserved from the girl.

However, their breakthrough point still lay with Toyokawa Shoko.

……

After sending Nagasaki Motoyo back, Hoshino Mi did not go home immediately, but instead went to an unfamiliar place.

Following the address that Wakaba Mutsu gave him, Hoshino Mi saw a dilapidated house.

Does she live in a place like this now?

Hoshino didn't linger for long and quickly went up to ring the doorbell. After a long time without a response, he started knocking.

There was still no response. Hoshino was wondering if no one was home and whether she should wait for her to come back.

The next moment, he heard a noise coming from inside the door, as if someone was muttering something.

boom!

The door suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man reeking of alcohol appeared before Hoshino. He was swaying, with a full beard, dark circles under his eyes, and messy hair, looking like a dark rat that had just crawled out of a garbage dump.

"Hey, who are you!" The other person seemed a little dazed, probably having just woken up. "If you're trying to sell something, we don't need that here!"

Despite the man's smell of alcohol, Hoshino did not back down; instead, she even slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

"Hello, Uncle, I'm Hoshino Mi, a student of Toyonosaki. I'm not a salesperson. I'm here today to find a friend."

……

It was nearly evening when Toyokawa Shoko, exhausted and carrying an eco-friendly bag, finally arrived home.

She took out her key and aimed it at the slightly rusty keyhole.

With the sound of the door lock clicking, Toyokawa Shoko was somewhat surprised, because the old door did not make any unusual noises as usual. Had her father had it repaired?

"I'm home," Toyokawa Shoko said habitually after opening the door.

She knew her father wouldn't respond, so she didn't have any expectations.

Just as Toyokawa Shoko was about to take off her shoes, she was taken aback to see a pair of unfamiliar shoes in her entryway.

Did Father change his shoes?