Chapter 132

"Hmm? Which point?"

"Besides me, Touma Kazusa will soon have another friend."

"..." She thought for a few seconds, then guessed, "You mean the child who asked you to come?"

"That's right. Although Kazusa won't admit it yet, she'll soon win me over—I'm confident of that."

"I see. Since you think that way, then it shouldn't be wrong." Yoko nodded with relief, but quickly asked with concern, "That child, was it a girl?"

"That's right."

"I see... So what's she like in terms of appearance and personality? Don't worry about it, I'm just asking!"

"All I can say is that she's the Flower on High Mountain in her school. She's already won the Affiliated Miss twice and has a very good chance of achieving a three-peat. While she might not be universally loved, she's certainly gentle, considerate, generous, and charming. As a friend, I think she's impeccable."

He recalled the image of Kogisora Yukina and gave this fairly fair answer.

"I see..." Yoko's tone grew increasingly stiff. Instead of feeling pleased by the other person's excellence, a strange kind of worry arose in her heart.

This is troublesome, she thought with a wry smile.

How can my good-for-nothing daughter possibly compete with a girl like this?!

Let's not even talk about friends; I just hope we don't end up becoming bitter enemies and never speak to each other again.

As a seasoned womanizer, even though they hadn't met yet, she absolutely refused to believe that the girl wouldn't be interested in this outstanding man in front of her.

The odds are even lower than winning the grand prize in the lottery.

Such oblivious and aloof individuals as their own daughters are, after all, a minority. Would any girl with normal social skills remain indifferent?

Hey...

"White-Haired Boy, it's shameless of me to say this, but can I ask you to take care of Kazusa while I'm away?" Touma Yoko gave up thinking and could only place her hopes on the boy in front of her whom she had approved of.

"It's possible, but Aunt Yoko, you really still want to go abroad?" Sakurakoji Talent leaned her head slightly, her hands clasped behind her back.

His original handsomeness was enhanced by a touch of naiveté, making Touma Yoko feel somewhat dazzled and want to cover her chest.

This child is just too despicable... If only I were twenty years younger, no! Ten years younger!

She's willing to fight the whole world for this!

For now, let's just quietly wait and see how our successor performs.

"Well, well, I have to support my family too. The career ceiling for musicians in China is still too low," she replied with a forced, awkward laugh.

"I see, alright then... but I'm not confident I can change Kazusa into anything." He still had some reservations, considering Touma Kazusa's personality and current situation.

Touma Yoko waved her hand casually, her expression relaxed, completely unconcerned.

"It's okay, it's okay. Just treat her however you like. Even if you mess her up or abandon her, it's fine! I allow it!"

"That's just too..."

Sakurakoji Talent's words caught in his throat as he stared blankly at her mature face that showed no signs of aging.

Is this something a mother should say to another man? I really don't understand whether you love your daughter or not.

Touma Yoko, on the other hand, didn't think she had done anything wrong. Even if such a thing really happened, it wouldn't be her daughter who would suffer.

With such a perfect partner as your first love and first sexual experience, what is there to complain about?

Even if you really get dumped, it's still a pretty good memory, isn't it? The harder you get dumped, the more experience you gain, and the faster you mature.

The only worry is that starting off with such fine food will make finding a partner incredibly difficult... What's that ancient Chinese poem again? "Having seen the ocean, other waters seem insignificant?"

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going this time. Goodbye, Aunt Yoko, see you next time." He sighed helplessly, not intending to continue the discussion.

"Yes! Come visit often, White-Haired Boy ~"

Bump!

He left her with a beautifully shaped white head, then closed the door and left.

A dozen seconds later, she faintly heard the sound of the iron gate being closed. Her expression darkened, and she walked towards the interior of the house with furrowed brows.

"Kazusa! Where have you been?!"

"Even the White-Haired Boy has left, don't you know to come out and see him off?"

"I think I have to fulfill my duty as a mother today and give you a good talking-to!!"

She walked straight to Touma Kazusa's bedroom, her anger rising.

Does this child even want to win? With that attitude, she wouldn't even get a chance to touch a flower after it withers!

--But when did they start addressing each other by their first names? They clearly started by using their surnames.

From this perspective, they're quite capable, no wonder they have your genes, even if the methods seem different.

After leaving the Touma family mansion, Sakurakoji Talent walked leisurely towards the station.

At this point, he decided not to send anyone to pick him up.

Although if he went straight to Hanasakigawa now, he should still be able to make it to the last class, he's not a masochist, so there's no need for him to go there and torture himself, is there?

He crossed his arms behind his head, preparing to take the train directly to Shimokitazawa.

Although it's still early before work, there's not enough time to do other things, it's really difficult.

Evening,

After completing half of the evening's preparations—mainly the preparation of materials— Sakurakoji Talent glanced at the time, washed and dried her hands, and left the kitchen preparation area.

It wasn't anything else, but something suddenly came to his mind.

He pushed open the basement door and stared at the strange pink creature spinning in place with a guitar on its back, both intrigued and speechless.

What are you doing here?

Hearing the sudden sound, Gotou Hitori's delicate body trembled violently. Her neck stiffened as she turned towards the open door. Only after seeing that it was Sakurakoji Talent did she lean against the wall with relief.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Talent."

"You should say good morning to the Starry... So what are you doing here? Why don't you come in?"

Gotou Hitori lowered his head, tapping his fingers, his eyes darting left and right, his expression timid.

'What should I do? If he says I'm hesitating at the door because I'm too scared to go in alone, will he think I'm useless?'

'No, I'm useless to begin with! It has nothing to do with whether I talk about it or not!'

Ah~~ The pressure of facing Mr. Talent alone is still so great!

'Although he's a good person, the aura of malevolence he exudes is just too strong; he's practically the nemesis of a dark, reptilian creature like me!'

'...'

Seeing that she had unknowingly fallen into her own world again, with her face constantly changing expressions, Sakurakoji Talent was so inspired that she wanted to film her.

"How long have we been waiting here?" he broke the eerie silence.

"Ten... ten minutes." Her shoulders twitched in surprise, and she uttered the words swiftly after realizing what she meant.

"I see." Judging by the time, Nijika and the others should have finished school and be here soon. "Anyway, you come in first. Nijika and Liang should be here shortly."

"Ah, hi! Thank you so much!" Gotou Hitori seemed to have been saved, and bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle to express his gratitude.

"No, there's nothing to thank me for..." He subconsciously scratched his head and led the way for her. "By the way, you brought your guitar today."

"How's it going? Has anyone tried to talk to you?"

"Ah, no, no..." She lowered her head dejectedly, following behind him like a little chick, step by step.

"I see. But that's alright, try wearing it for a few more days, I think it should be effective."

It seems the first day's attempt was unsuccessful. Did Kita not see her, or did she see her but miss the opportunity to strike up a conversation?

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Oh well, it's bound to happen sooner or later anyway, no need to worry... But if it still doesn't work after another week, I'll try a different method.

The chances are probably slim.

"Okay, okay!" She was relieved that she wasn't blamed for not completing the task.

The distance from the entrance to the inside wasn't long, and they quickly reached the front desk.

"Please find a seat and sit down. Would you like Drinks?"

"No, no! Don't worry about this reptile, Mr. Talent, please go and get back to your work!" Gotou Hitori waved his hand in a panic, refusing.

"Okay, that works too. You can take them together when Liang and the others arrive." He didn't insist.

"Then I'll go back to work first... That's true, but it's a bit early to do this now, it'll affect the taste of the food. I'll play on my phone for a while instead." So he took out his tri-fold folding phone, unfolded it, and started playing a rhythm game—playing games on a big screen is indeed comfortable.

Gotou Hitori quickly blinked her sapphire blue eyes, looking around, then put down her guitar Backpack and Kokoro sat down next to him.

Although Mr. Talent was a bit unapproachable, he was still the one she felt most comfortable with compared to the others in the shop.

'Ah, I really want to be like Mr. Talent and watch music videos on my phone.'

"But if someone like me did that, people would definitely say, 'Huh? Who do you think you are?! How dare you play on your phone like that, completely oblivious to everyone else? Don't you respect us?'"

'But... I'm too shy to start a conversation with anyone. Could someone come over who's good at starting conversations...? Nijika ~ Come quick!'

Her muscles were stiff, her face was ashen, she was foaming at the mouth, and her eyes were darting around the room. She was suffocating from the oppressive atmosphere.

"Speaking of which, how was your experience with yesterday's food?"

After a moment of silence, Sakurakoji Talent suddenly remembered something and casually asked a question.

"Huh?" Gotou Hitori was startled, but after confirming that the person was speaking to him, he quickly replied, "Ah! It's delicious!"

"My parents said they haven't had such delicious desserts in a long time! They insisted that I thank you!"

"Xiao Shuang was very happy, and even cried because she wasn't allowed to eat too much before bed!"

"Ah, Xiaoshuang is my younger sister, she's 5 years old!"

"I'm so sorry! I didn't thank you right away! I'm so sorry! How can I atone for this?! Maybe I should just use my guitar to commit seppuku!"

As she continued, she got back into her own rhythm, and her expressions and movements began to break down.

"Calm down."

Sakurakoji Talent gently pressed his Hands against her soft, chubby face, which was almost the same color as his own due to prolonged lack of sunlight, and rubbed it to restore it to normal.

This child, he can suddenly go crazy on his own without you even noticing.

However, her skin tone and softness are truly excellent; among the members of the Starry group, she is probably the fairest—although this is likely due to spending so much time in the closet without seeing the light of day.

Unfortunately, compared to his innate genes and the same lack of sunlight he had acquired, he was still lacking. He silently and proudly straightened his chest.

"As long as I get good reviews, I'm relieved. I don't need to worry about anything else."

"Ah, okay."

Gotou Hitori's Ahoge twitched slightly on the side of his head before he regained his composure.

Just when they were almost at a loss for words, the long-awaited savior arrived with her companions.

Good morning, everyone! Has Hitori -chan arrived yet?

Ten minutes later,

At Small Table nestled among the Starry, three people, each holding a disposable plastic cup of Drinks, gathered to begin today's Kessoku Band meeting.

"Hey! In short, the [first official meeting of the Kessoku Band Hitori Yuri-chan in attendance], is now beginning!"

"Clapping! Clap clap clap clap...!"

As the captain and core member, Ichiji Nijika led the clapping, warming up the atmosphere. Because she had previously met with Kanau, she added a limiting word.

The other two clapped lightly out of politeness, making a sparse sound.