The lady can hear my voice

Everyone tried their best in every performance!

When Hong Xia and the others saw the situation here, they quickly looked at their sister Xing Ge who was sitting next to them.

"Wait a minute, I'll call and ask." Xingge's livehouse is also the designated competition venue for the Budokan trials, so Xingge is also considered a half-event manager. The current situation is indeed very strange.

At this time, Miao Meng and Niijima Sora, who were talking outside, also walked in.

Seeing that all the Mygo members were depressed at this moment, Miao Meng was a little surprised.

She is actually a very kind-hearted person. Although her hobby is to have fun, she can't stand the kind of fun that actually hurts others.

As a latecomer who did not witness the collapse of MyGo, she has actually never been able to understand the band’s bonds and the empty dreams of the girls.

But at this moment, looking at Aine and Riki crying, her expression became a little dazed.

Looking at the girls' reactions, Sora Niijima sighed helplessly: "Meow Meng, I know about your withdrawal. Um...but can we talk about it later?"

"okay."

"Thank you."

After Sora Niijima finished speaking, he quickly changed his expression, stepped forward to comfort the injured girls, and quickly received Xingge's explanation.

"The statistics over there said that some of your votes were faked online, so after subtracting the fake votes, now we have your real vote count, which is exactly 500 votes behind the third place band."

“Swiping tickets? Us? How is that possible! How could we do such a thing!?” Aine immediately retorted excitedly.

Xingge also sighed: "Well... I know you wouldn't do such a thing, but, I can only say that there are bad people involved."

Xiangzi frowned: "The target of the spearhead is also very clear, that is, the current third place. Apart from them, the others have no direct opposition to Mygo."

Chu Hua: "But... we don't have any evidence to prove that this was done by someone else..."

Listening to everyone's discussions, the girls from mygo looked more disappointed than diminished.

If they were lacking in votes to begin with, then there really isn't much to say.

But this kind of operation of giving them votes is really...

Sora Niijima: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You don't have to worry about it. I will take care of it tomorrow."

"It's not a big deal."

The mygo girls felt more and more ashamed after they saw him speak.

Aine: "Sora, no... You don't have to do anything for us. This time it's really our own problem."

Deng: "Empty, not used."

Li Xi: "We can only say that we didn't participate in enough performances. We will gain experience points next time, so it can't be counted as a dead number. It's better to participate in as many performances as possible. This situation won't happen again."

Xiangzi: "...I'm sorry, there was something wrong with my strategy, sorry."

The atmosphere of subsequent birthday parties became weird, with everyone reviewing and apologizing to each other.

But my mood is relatively stable.

But even though Sora Niijima saw it, he just couldn't feel relieved.

Indeed, mygo lost this time, but isn’t it too much to deliberately vote for the opponent?

Is there any way to find out who is behind this?

In the late night, Sora Niijima kept thinking about this matter with a serious expression.

-

When the show was over, Aine took the initiative to find Sora Niijima.

In a more secluded area of ​​the courtyard, Aine threw herself into Sora Niijima’s arms and cried into his chest.

"I'm so sad, Sora... It was just a little bit, just a little bit..."

"I know, I know, you work hard, you are all great."

"I'm so unwilling, so unwilling...Sora, next time, next time we must go to the Budokan!"

"Well, I believe you can go too."

"null……"

Under the moon, Aine took the initiative to kiss Sora Niijima once again.

Unlike before when I could only endure the sadness, now I have an outlet to vent, someone to talk to, and a partner to bear it with me.

This setback was not as bad as mygo had imagined.

Perhaps they can also take this opportunity to make them more cohesive in the future.

But Sora Niijima won't let it go just like that.

Since the normal route is not possible, take another one.

There is always a way to send them to the Budokan.

This is not a big problem.

"boss."

"Hmm?" When Niijima Sora was lost in thought, Miao Meng's voice was heard from the side.

"Are you planning on meeting the guys from the third place band tomorrow?"

"Correct."

"Are you planning to buy the quota from them?"

Sora Niijima nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Miao Meng hesitated for a while and asked, "Then...can I go with you?"

"This... Meow Meng, you don't have to worry too much..."

"No, I just simply want to go and find out with you."

Miao Meng recalled the scenes she had just seen of Aiyin, Lixi, and even Dengbao who went to the bathroom to secretly shed tears, and then Xiangzi comforting Dengbao.

She also felt that this was not very refreshing, and became increasingly confused about their performance.

It's just an opportunity to perform. Although the Budokan is indeed very powerful, if you follow Sora Niijima, what will you get in the future?

There's no need to be so sad, right?

On the one hand, I feel sad for them, but on the other hand, I feel that it is actually no big deal.

Two completely opposite ideas are constantly colliding.

But the main reason is that she is a dirty adult who only cares about money, so she instinctively cannot accept the empty dreams that girls talk about.

Maybe this is why she can't really fit in?

Come to think of it, Umiko was right to scold me.

Miao Meng looked at Shinjima Sora's silent expression and felt inexplicably sad.

I'm afraid that even if I made this request, the boss is also wondering if I have some ideas or want money or something?

Although I do like money and often want money, it is not the case now.

Boss, could you please stop looking at me like that?

Sora Niijima just looked at Miao Meng's slightly conflicted expression quietly, and then he nodded.

"Then let's go meet the people from that band together tomorrow."

"Eh? Really?"

"Well, I also think it might be better with one more person."

"Meow Meng, then you can stay at my house tonight. It will be more convenient this way."

"Hey... live in your house?"

"If you don't want to, I can take you back."

"No, no, no, I am willing to do so. Sorry to bother the boss then."

-

There was no conversation that night. It was the first time for Miao Meng to live in someone else's home, and he felt very weird.

But I slept quite comfortably.

When Miao Meng woke up at dawn, she went downstairs and saw Xin Daokong busy in the kitchen.

Looking at him preparing breakfast so carefully and attentively, Miao Meng was stunned for a moment standing at the stairs.

Sora Niijima heard footsteps on the stairs and could probably tell who it was by the volume and rhythm of the sound.

Mu walks very lightly, leaving only the sound of her shoes rubbing against the ground, while Soyo walks very lightly and very quickly, because every morning when she sees him, she will rush over to ask for a hug.

The cat will jump down several steps at a time, which shows that it is naughty.

So, the one who took two steps and then stopped moving must be Miao Meng without a doubt.

Sora Niijima really has the characteristics and habits of each of his beloved girls firmly in his mind.

After all, when there are so many people, it is actually difficult to make the girls feel enough love just by saying a few words like "I love you, you love me".

So I can only pay more attention to details, take care of them in details, and never be perfunctory.

"Meow Meng, breakfast is almost ready, you can go sit over there first."

"okay."

Shinjima Sora looked up and smiled at her, which made Miao Meng stunned again.

……

"Is your breakfast tasty?"

"Hmm, very, very delicious." Miao Meng used to just eat a bag of bread or some cereal soaked in milk at home. The main thing was that she just ate whatever she wanted.

But now when I come to Sora Niijima’s house, I can experience what a balanced diet is. It’s not only delicious but also beautiful, and I don’t have to wash the dishes myself.

But my boss doesn’t like me, so I can’t stay here.

Miao Meng felt a little regretful in her heart.

But she soon cheered up.

Well, at least a new standard for choosing a partner has been clarified.

If I look for a boyfriend in the future, I must find one who can cook and is willing to cook for me.

After breakfast, Miao Meng watched Niijima Sora serving the three girls in various ways.

First it was Soyo the koala. As soon as this guy came downstairs, he kept hugging the boss and wouldn't let go. He was extremely clingy.

It’s a pity the boss can bear it.

Next is the cat. I have to feed it and help wipe its mouth.

Miao Meng was dumbfounded.

Only her younger sister, Stupid, is the most well-behaved. She never troubles Sora Niijima with anything and can even entertain Meow Meng.

When Miao Meng took the tea from Mu, she felt a little strange. She still vaguely remembered that when she first met the boss, Mu was still a doll girl who didn't dare to express her emotions. Now...

"Tea, please."

Listening to her indifferent tone and expressionless look, at first glance it seemed that there was no change from before, but when she turned her head to look at Niijima Sora, the girl revealed a look of extreme admiration, which made Miao Meng almost think that the black tea she drank was added with ten packets of sugar.

Sweet.

It was almost noon when Sora Niijima prepared to go out with Miao Meng to meet the third-place band.

While sitting in the car, Miao Meng began to ask questions about Niijima Sora.

"Boss, you said you wanted to buy this spot to the martial arts hall from them, but what if they don't want to sell it?"

Niijima Sora blinked: "They will be willing."

"Are you so sure?"

“Because this is a very simple multiple-choice question.”

"Go to Budokan with two different bands, or have a solo concert at Budokan with your own band?"