Mygo starts from the blue sea

You have to understand, Iori, the butt determines the head.

Fujiwara Ryosuke gave Chihaya Aine a look, and she immediately understood what he meant.

"Eh...but we just sat down~~~"

Aine crossed her legs, looking like a hottie.

"I like this place very much. It's on the street with good lighting, and it's close to you. I can feel the overflowing youthful atmosphere."

Kitahara Iori was a little numb.

He could strike out hard against Ryosuke, but when facing a girl he wasn't very familiar with, he was a little too angry to say anything and could only glare at her resentfully.

You are so good, AnonTokyo! You are really in cahoots with Ryosuke!

With such tacit cooperation, I would believe it if you said you wore the same pants and slept in the same bed!

The rumor that pink-haired girls have many births seems to be true.

But at this time, Gao Songdeng, who was sitting between the two of them, whispered:

"Well... if it's causing trouble, wouldn't it be better to change it?"

Aine and Ryosuke looked at each other.

"I see..." the two sighed.

"Ah!" Deng's body suddenly trembled, and he shook his head gently, "I'm just saying, if Ryosuke and Xiao Ai don't want to change, then don't change..."

Xiao Ai (Ano-chan)?

Good name.

"No, let's change." Ryosuke stood up.

“If Deng Deng wants to change, then go ahead. It’s a good opportunity before we order the food.” Ai Yin also picked up the bag.

Although both of them are very disdainful, they also dote on Deng.

Takamatsu Deng showed an embarrassed expression and gently grabbed the corner of Fujiwara Ryosuke's clothes.

Fujiwara Ryosuke walked up to Kitahara Iori and thought that he should remind him.

"Iori, you know those girls are deliberately messing with you, right?" he said leisurely, "With that kind of makeup, they don't even want to have a good time."

Kitahara Iori sighed and shed a tear.

"Just pretend you don't know, you bastard!"

He grabbed Ryosuke's shoulders and said sadly:

"Even though she's an ugly girl with heavy makeup who has no intention of socializing, but... at least she's a woman..."

For them who have been solo since birth, this is a breakthrough from zero to one!

So miserable.

After all, the two have a deep affection for each other as father and son, and even Ryosuke couldn't bear to watch it.

But I can't call him over to eat with me alone.

Fujiwara Ryosuke turned around and looked at Chihaya Aine, thinking that maybe she would have some good ideas.

And after hearing what Iori just said, Aine had a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Eh, ugly girl? I think those girls are pretty good-looking."

Ryosuke and Iori both showed surprised expressions.

"Aine, do you have a fever?" Ryosuke reached out and touched Aine's forehead.

“That’s not the case…Those girls wore heavy makeup, but they actually have very good skin.” Aine pushed Ryosuke’s hand away and explained seriously.

This is the identification technique she learned from Miao Mengqin’s beauty live broadcast, which can accurately determine whether a girl with makeup looks good without makeup.

"Is that so?" Fujiwara Ryosuke was shocked.

It turns out that it is not a defense, but a defense shell wrapped in chocolate.

"Ah, even Ryo-kun didn't notice it?" Chihaya Aine said teasingly, "I thought you would be very perceptive."

"Because I only have Xiao Ai and Deng Deng in my eyes." Ryosuke said resolutely.

"Wow... it's so oily..."

Chihaya Aine hugged her shoulders as if she felt a chill and shivered.

But then he started laughing.

Even though it's cool, it's still cute.

Besides, am I already a little love? So good?

Although Kitahara Iori couldn't imagine what those girls looked like without makeup, he reluctantly believed it after hearing Chihaya Aine's serious words.

He looked at Fujiwara Ryosuke and asked sincerely:

"Master, what should I do now?"

"What else can we do? If they are monsters, then we should prepare the magic mirror and expose their true colors." Ryosuke spread his hands, "Take off their veils and tear off their disguises!"

"No, what can we do, throw water on their faces?"

"Isn't that impolite?" Deng interrupted.

"People who play rock music can't be too polite." Ryosuke said, "If someone wore makeup like that when dating me, I might really throw it on them."

As he said this, he and Chihaya Aine looked at each other.

“Why are you looking at me? I definitely wouldn’t do that.” Aine said with a shy smile.

"Ai-chan is the most likely person to be like that out of all the people I know." Ryosuke also smiled.

"Eh? That's prejudice! If I were to date Ryo-kun, I would put on makeup seriously!"

"Okay, hurry up and go, both of you."

Kitahara Iori was tired of seeing that whenever he was around Ryosuke, he would always get to eat dog food of various flavors.

"Come on, Kitahara-san." Takamatsu Deng clenched her fists and cheered him on. What a passionate girl.

Iori watched the three people find another table to sit down. He stood there and really thought about the feasibility of this matter.

...

Without the clown performance, Ryosuke and his three companions ate lunch quietly, enjoying the warm and sunny time.

After the dishes were finished, Chihaya Aine suddenly remembered something.

"Oh, yes, we just mentioned splashing water. Liang-kun, Deng-deng, have you seen a video?"

She pulled out her phone, opened a video, and placed it in the middle of the table.

"This is it, it's very popular, with hundreds of thousands of views!"

Ryosuke and Deng put down their chopsticks and moved over.

"'Girls in a band splashing water on each other in a pub'?"

“It seems like splashing water in a pub is really rock and roll.” Aine smiled and pressed the play button.

146 The gravity and wet temptation of the band girl

Ryosuke and the other two stared at Chihaya Aine's phone.

The content of the video is also very direct. Three girls are eating in a row in a pub. The two girls sitting on the left and right are talking about the band. They become more and more excited and gradually start arguing. The two of them stand up one after another. The older sister on the right directly pours the green tea drink in her hand on the head of the high school girl on the left.

The three of them were all shocked.

Fighting is fun!

As a result, without saying a word, the red-haired high school girl splashed it back!

The only pity is the girl in the middle, she looks like she just wants to eat well, but she is dragged into the war and conflict.

Ah, the buffer.

"I'm always shocked every time I see this." Chihaya Aine said, "By the way, they don't seem to have started drinking yet? Are these the people in the band? So unrestrained."

But Fujiwara Ryosuke showed a subtle expression, frowned slightly, and unconsciously held the cup of ice water a little tighter.

Seeing this, Aiyin quickly pulled the lamp and stepped back.

"Liang-kun, calm down, we are not that rock..."

Deng, who didn't know what was going on, also picked up the water cup. She thought Ryosuke wanted to celebrate the Water Splashing Festival.

"I'll try my best." She whispered.

But Fujiwara Ryosuke shook his head.

"What? Isn't this Momoka Kawahara?"

Aine was startled.

"Eh? This very handsome sister? Does Liangjun know this person?"

Ryosuke nodded slightly.

"Although we are not familiar with each other, we have talked before. He is a niche treasure from out of town musician of the same age as me. I met him at the Tokyo Kick-off Competition."

“Oh… I see, it’s Ryo-kun as expected!” Aine was a little excited. “Although the sound of the video is blurry, I can still vaguely hear that this sister’s band is called ‘Diamond Dust’, which is ‘Diamond Stardust’. It’s very cool, like the name in Jojo.”

Oh my god, Aine is also a Jo kid?

Fujiwara Ryosuke smiled, but the smile disappeared in an instant.

"Yeah, but, as far as I know, Momoka has quit the band."

"Quit?"

"Yes, that's probably why we got into an argument at the pub."

Aine’s expression froze, and she went back to watch the video carefully again.

"I see... This high school girl is her fan, and she started the fight because she was unhappy with her withdrawal."

"It seems so, but who knows for sure."

Fujiwara Ryosuke didn't know what happened exactly, but he could imagine it.

If a fan rushed over and said to his band "Daydream Blue" when it was disbanding, "Your songs changed my life, please don't disband", he would probably be scared.

It's too troublesome and too damn heavy.

"It's just... it's quite sad to talk about this kind of thing. That person's songs are obviously very good." Ryosuke sighed, "But the commercial band concept is incompatible with her music. After she left, the band also achieved success, but it lacked soul."

Listening to Fujiwara Ryosuke's slightly lonely words, Chihaya Aine understood that this was a complicated matter that she had never encountered before.

"Well, sometimes this happens... Music that can make money is good music, and many vulgar people think so."

Is it vulgar?

Ryosuke smiled and glanced at Aine, but didn’t correct her.

I used to think this was vulgar, but vulgarity is reality.

Xiaoai, please don't let Saki hear you saying this, otherwise there might be a quarrel.

Aiyin let the video continue playing, and amid the chaotic ambient sounds, one could vaguely hear the guitarist who had quit the band talking about the original intention of forming the band.

At the beginning, their original intention of forming a band was to play in a band together for the rest of their lives, even if they had to abandon their musical style or personal opinions.

“Ah, no wonder she quit. Obviously, this won’t work.” Aine commented sharply, “If the band had gone sour, it would have made sense for her to quit, right? I don’t think she should be blamed.”

"As for a lifetime oath, that's too far away, right? Hey, Liang Jun, Deng Deng..."

Chihaya Aine suddenly felt a chill down her spine, and she felt that someone was staring at her with sharp eyes.

"Band...for a lifetime..."

"Eh? Deng Deng, what's wrong with you?" Aine raised her eyebrows and looked at Takamatsu Deng who had been silent since a while ago. For some reason, she had a bad feeling.