Momoi Taro wants to form a "don" brother duo, but it's a music anime.

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If I had to use one word to describe Takamatsu's feeling, there would only be one—hero. There is no other word.

On the other side, the purple-haired drummer girl continued practicing in the practice room. Only after the rain stopped did she put down her drumsticks, pack her things, and leave the practice room.

The drums in the practice room feel so much better than the ones at home. Just like Taro said, a poor-quality drum will affect the quality of practice. Meow Dream can stay here for a long time.

She walked alone in the pitch-black night, the only light illuminating the street ahead. Sunglasses obscured her eyes; in this deserted street, she didn't need to pretend, so she bit her lower lip tightly.

Yutenji Wakamai is jealous of Momoi Taro.

It wasn't jealousy of Taro's talent; she was well aware of it. Technical talent, she knew, was something she could catch up to someday with effort. But once formal training began, that innate leadership, that natural charisma—it was as if he was born to attract attention.

Can I do it?

The answer is undoubtedly no; it's something that cannot be achieved no matter how hard you try.

However, what we should do now is what we can do ourselves.

the next day.

Ai-yin arrived at school with her guitar. Taro sent a notification to the band group this morning, saying that he wouldn't be able to come to the practice room until 6 p.m., and asked everyone to practice at their convenience.

Ai Yin was in a pretty good mood, after all, she now had something to attract attention and had become more sociable. After arriving at the classroom, she happily greeted everyone, and then she noticed that there seemed to be a subtle change in the person sitting in front of her.

"Good morning, Akari." Aine greeted Akari, who was scribbling in her notebook, with a smile. Akari seemed not to see her and continued writing something in her notebook. Seeing that she was being ignored, Aine could only give an awkward laugh and pretend nothing had happened before returning to her seat.

After a while, Xiaodeng seemed to realize something and turned around to greet Aiyin: "Good morning... Aiyin."

Although she knew from the first day that Xiaodeng was actually quite slow to react, Ai-yin was still a little helpless to hear that Xiaodeng was only now greeting her, but she was also a little happy that she could react.

Based on the information gathered on the first day, Xiaodeng was one of the class's mascots. If she could get along well with her, it might boost her popularity. So she smiled and greeted her, "Good morning, Xiaodeng. What were you writing just now?"

"Hmm..." Deng nodded and said softly, "Probably, we've encountered something we can't understand."

"Something you don't understand...? Do you want to tell me?" Aine tapped her lips with her finger, pretending to think. "If it's something you don't understand on your own, maybe you can figure it out by talking to someone else?"

"Hmm..." Xiaodeng lowered her head. Haha, it seemed to be something she didn't want to talk about, and the atmosphere had become heavy again. She really didn't like that kind of atmosphere. She waved her hand: "Xiaodeng, Eri and the others said you weren't in a band?"

"Um..." She lowered her head even further: "The band we used to be with disbanded..."

...Why is the atmosphere so tense, Chihaya Aine! Use your social skills and find a way to change the subject! You started this conversation to brag about having a band, but now you can't even bring yourself to say it!

“But… I thought it through yesterday.” It was Xiaodeng who continued the conversation: “As expected, I still want to reform the band.”

"Huh? Then... why did the previous band disband?" Ai-yin whispered in Kodama's ear, trying to solve the problem for her: "If you don't know the reason, it will be very difficult to put the band back together."

"Hmm... I always thought it was my fault... I didn't sing well, so the band broke up."

Ai Yin casually put down her guitar bag and softly replied, "Oh, I see. You must be feeling really bad."

"However, as long as you work hard and don't repeat the same mistakes, it'll be fine." Xiaodeng stopped, looked up slightly, and looked at Aiyin. Aiyin said with a heavy expression, "Even if you fail once, you have to believe that you can start again."

Seemingly noticing that Xiaodeng was looking at her, she looked up, smiled, and said casually, "Otherwise, life is so long, you won't be able to hold on, okay?"

That's right, we can start over. This time, we must avoid repeating the same mistakes. Aine thought to herself, and seeing Xiaodeng's much more relaxed expression, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm... not yet. If we can't figure out how the previous band broke up... we can't form a band again," Xiaodeng said with her head down.

"And... if we can't become stronger, strong enough to carry the burden of other people's lives, the band... will definitely fail again." Xiaodeng recalled yesterday's conversation, a conclusion she had reached after much thought: she must become stronger for the band to avoid failure.

“That’s what Mr. Taro said… If it weren’t for the fact that the connection is strong enough to bear this curse, or that all the band members aren’t so resolute… the band would disband very soon.” Kodama’s eyes slowly hardened.

Upon hearing Taro and Yui, Aine immediately thought of someone. Still lost in her past, she blurted out without thinking, "Well, Momoko just likes to say these kinds of silly things... Eh? Wait? Akari was just talking about Taro!?"

Chapter Nine, it was told

Although Aine really wanted to find out what was going on, the school bell rang and the lights turned away, so she had to give up. She resolved to ask properly after class.

Meanwhile, Taro was doing his job. And what kind of job? Without a doubt, it was delivering packages.

There weren't many packages today, but the locations were very remote, so it took quite a bit of time. However, because there weren't many packages, Taro finished delivering his own packages around 3:30 PM.

It was 3:30 PM, still quite a while before the band's agreed time. Taro had eaten a rather rushed lunch, and he planned to find something to eat for the afternoon.

Suddenly, a silver-haired woman carrying a guitar and a short-haired woman rushed over quickly, glanced around, and hid in a corner.

Then, a fierce-looking man and woman rushed over with musical instruments. They glanced around. The woman looked at the spot where the two were hiding, then nudged the fierce-looking man with her elbow.

The man looked around knowingly and spotted Taro standing in the middle of the alley's crossroads. He walked over aggressively and yelled at Taro in a very rude tone, "Hey kid, have you seen two women, one with silver hair and one with short hair?"

Taro answered without hesitation, "I saw it."

The man was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered and asked, "Which way did they go?"

“Here.” Taro pointed without hesitation to the two people hiding in the corner.

[Generally speaking, they wouldn't say that!] x4

The couple had no choice but to grit their teeth and walk towards the location Taro pointed out, with fierce expressions, and dragged out the two people who were hiding.

Afterwards, with Taro as a witness, a man and a woman stammered and spoke to the two in a very fierce tone, without any physical conflict. The man and woman then left, looking embarrassed.

The strange Noh voice-over rang out once again: "Congratulations! Congratulations!"

"It's not something to celebrate!!" the girl with short hair braided into two cute little braids exclaimed excitedly. "Why do you have to say it? Usually, people don't say it, right?"

"Generally speaking, scenes in TV dramas usually point in the wrong direction." The silver-haired girl smiled; she wasn't particularly angry, even though she'd been reprimanded. But that was all.

"Why? I don't understand what you mean." Taro raised his head and said matter-of-factly, "I was just telling the truth."

The short-haired girl paused slightly, stammering, "Then...but, won't someone get hurt?"

"No one will get hurt, because I'm here," the man in front of him said arrogantly to himself. "As long as I'm here, no one will get hurt."

"Huh? What are you talking about! I thought I was going to die!" Kumamoto girl whispered. "And Momoka-san! What happened? Why are they so angry?"

"Actually, no one was hurt—" The matter-of-fact tone came out of the other person's mouth once again: "Besides, what's wrong with telling the truth?"

Kumamoto Girl fell silent...

Her name is Nina Izaya, an ordinary high school girl... or so it should be. Because of something, Nina decided to live independently and came to Tokyo alone. She finally moved here yesterday after a lot of hardship.

This afternoon, I saw on Twitter that my idol, Momoka Kawaharaki, was performing. After buying a CD, I don't know why, but I was inexplicably chased by two people, and then I met this inexplicable man.

"I'm sorry..." Now all I can do is apologize. What the other person said is true; he was just telling the truth, and no one was hurt.

"Well, well~ it's all in the past, so don't be so formal, right?" Momoka, who considered herself an adult, stepped in to smooth things over: "What's your name, sir? I'm Kawara Momoka, just call me Momoka... And this is? My fan, oh, speaking of which, you still haven't told me your name. By the way, sir, haven't we met somewhere before?"

“My name is Momoi Taro,” Taro said with absolute certainty. “I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen you before.”

"Ahaha...Is that so?" Momoka chuckled, changing the subject: "So, what's your name?"

"Rin-na... Ike-seri Rin-na, nice to meet you." Rin-na bowed and greeted her very politely.

"It's fate that we met. Let's have a meal together? It's on me." Tao Xiang fully played the role of an adult.

"Fate... Hmm, you're right." Taro smiled and nodded in agreement. "We're destined to be together. Shall we go? Where should we eat?"

"Eh...?" Nina froze a little. "But...?"

"Alright, alright, it's just a meal, let's go." Momoka grabbed Nina's hand, and the three of them headed to Yoshinoya together.

Momoka ordered three medium-sized beef rice bowls. The three of them then chatted for a while, although it was mostly Momoka and Nina who did the talking, such as about their addresses and previous live performances. Nina even asked Momoka for an autograph.

"Ah, I remember now, aren't you the guitarist of that very popular band RAISE-A-SUILEN?" Momoka suddenly steered the conversation towards Taro.

"I'm supporting the guitarist, and I've already quit." Taro's reply was very calm, as if he were talking about someone else's business.

"Wasn't that a pretty good band? Why did they quit?" Momoka asked casually, as if chatting.

Nina looked at Taro with curiosity. Taro leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed and calmly replied, "Because that's not my band. My band has started now."

"Huh? Do you have the band's account, name and stuff? Can I follow them?" Momoka said casually.

silence

"what is that?"

"Huh? You didn't know that?" Momoka was a little shocked: "Generally speaking, bands need to be managed and so on, so that they can have popularity and such."

“I see…” Taro nodded. “I’ve learned something.”

"Okay, three medium-sized beef bowls." There were two employees at Yoshinoya. The taller employee brought over the three beef bowls.

"Wow, this is beef! Is it a rice bowl?!" Nina exclaimed with an exaggerated expression.

"What? First time eating this? What planet are you from?" Momoka teased Rencai with a smile.

Nina Kumamoto lowered her head and looked at the bowl in front of her.

"Aren't there any Yoshinoya chain stores in Kumamoto?"

"Yes!" Seemingly worried about being ridiculed for her rural background, Nina spoke with great force, then lowered her head as if remembering something: "But... the family rule is that meals must be eaten at home..."

"Could it be the young lady?" Momoka looked up in surprise.

"That's not how it is..." Rencai picked up the bowl, took a piece and put it in her mouth, her expression instantly changing: "Delicious!"

She shoveled the rice into her mouth, completely abandoning her pampered young lady demeanor.

"Mr. Taro, aren't you going to eat?" Momoka smiled and lowered her head to eat her portion. Just as she was about to leave, she encountered two incredible people. It wasn't bad at all.

"That's true." Taro picked up his chopsticks. "I'll start eating."

Then, he picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

"How are you feeling, Mr. Momoi?" Nina looked at Momoi expectantly. She didn't know what she expected him to do, but that's what she did.

"Well, as for the rating. If the maximum score is 100," Taro carefully chewed the beef rice in his mouth and swallowed it, "15 points."

"Ugh!" x2, Nina and Momoka's expressions changed simultaneously. No, no, no, these are things you shouldn't say out loud.

"Huh?" The petite shop assistant stood up from the counter, annoyed, and questioned, "Are you here to start a fight?"

"I'm just telling the truth." Taro raised his head and replied, then continued eating his beef rice bowl. He picked up a piece and commented, "It was cooked too late, which seriously affected the texture of the beef. The onions were cooked for too long, so they lost their flavor. The beef wasn't fresh. Although there's nothing we can do about it, adding a little seasoning will make it much better."

[Are you telling the truth...?]

Nina glanced at Taro furtively. The man's face remained unmoved; he genuinely believed it. However, the rule of this society was that speaking the truth would lead to being ostracized.

"If you have so many complaints, then don't eat it!" The petite shop assistant looked extremely angry. "If you're so capable, then make one yourself."

"Oh? I understand." Taro stood up, opened the door between the front and back kitchens, picked up an apron from the side, put it on, and washed his hands briefly.

[Completely unwavering...]