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

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In reality, Hina quickly paused the video and put her phone away. She didn't want her teammates to see her crying.

"Wow...that's amazing..." Maruyama Aya commented first.

“It’s just like a movie,” Chisato said, glancing sideways as she recalled, “Speaking of which, I’ve heard the name Momoi Taro from Kanon’s place. So it was him.”

Chisato had only heard of this name before; Kanon had said he was an incredibly capable person, someone who seemed able to do anything. She dismissed Kanon's words as an exaggeration, but meeting him for the first time today, she found him to be a truly remarkable individual.

"Ouch... I have a feeling that Hina is in a lot of pain." Maya said with lingering fear, glancing at Hina's calf without making it obvious.

“This…this is…” Eve’s expression darkened, her whole body trembling. Then she straightened up and shouted, “Bushido!”

Her shouts stunned everyone at Pastel*Palettes, while the nearby staff seemed unsurprised by Eve's Bushido-style shouts.

After all, it's been written about in magazines, so there's nothing to be surprised about. But it's different with her companions. They spend every day together, but they rarely see Eve so excited.

Especially Hina, she had thought Eve might be excited, but she never imagined she could be this excited.

"Hina-san, please introduce me! I really want to meet him!" Eve said with sparkling eyes and great determination.

"Sure, sure..." Hina briefly explained where Taro worked, and Eve ran off before Hina could say anything else.

The Pastel*Palettes members were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Speaking of which, it's rare to see Hina-chan so attentive to anyone other than Saya-chan," Maruyama Aya teased with a smile. "Could it be that Hina-chan likes him?"

"Yes! I like him!" Hina said frankly, "Besides my older sister, he's my favorite."

"What, as expected..." Maruyama Aya was about to say something when she suddenly realized what Hina had replied and exclaimed, "Eh?!"

"Eh—?" x2, not to mention Maya, even Sensato couldn't help but break down.

Hina waved her hand and said with a smile, "But I also really like Pastel*Palettes. I'm not planning to get married yet, so I won't be confessing for now. You can all rest assured."

The three of them looked at each other even more awkwardly, not knowing what to say. They could only watch Hina continue to ponder, hesitant to speak.

……

On the other side.

Early in the morning, Momoi Taro led everyone in re-recording the dance, using the footage they had prepared beforehand. (Scene reference: the opening dance of the Dot Brothers group from the Bakutaro team)

After the recording was finished, everyone had their own things to do, and Le Nai disappeared somewhere to cool off.

Hailing, meanwhile, took Aine away to some unknown place; that's another story.

Wakame and Taro then went to their respective workplaces separately.

At that moment, behind Momoi Taro, a girl with white braids quietly followed him, her hands forming a hand seal: "Ninja Art! Invisibility Technique! Endure!"

Taro walked to his work station as if he hadn't noticed anything amiss and changed into his work clothes.

As usual, he checked the goods and loaded the truck as usual. Just as he was about to get in to deliver the goods, the girl with the silver braids, Eve Wakamiya, couldn't help but jump out.

"Sir! Please wait a moment." Taro remained unmoved and continued walking towards the driver's seat. Eve said even more anxiously, "Mr. Momoi, please wait a moment!"

Taro stopped and turned around. It was someone he didn't recognize... Well, not exactly. He'd seen her live so many times, so he knew her name.

"What's the matter?" Taro asked calmly.

Eve glanced at Taro and said earnestly, "Lord Momoi, I want to learn the true way of the samurai from you! Please allow me to learn this from you!"

"I don't understand what you're saying. Please explain it to me properly."

Taro raised his head, looking down at Eve. Eve's eyes shone brightly as she said earnestly, "So, you mean I want to fight you with real swords! With the way of the sword! Please, please duel me!"

"I see, so you want to challenge me to a swordplay challenge? Interesting!" Taro raised his head and replied. Eve's eyes lit up, and she said, "So, you agree?"

"No, I refuse." Taro ruthlessly shattered her illusions.

"Why? Can you give me a reason?" Not wanting to give up, this was the most samurai-like man Eve had seen since arriving in Japan.

“Now I have to work!” Taro explained smugly, “There are so many people waiting for me to deliver what they need to them.”

"This kind of responsibility is more important than any interesting challenge!" Taro's impassioned words did not dampen Eve's interest; on the contrary, they fueled her enthusiasm even more.

“I sensed Mr. Momoi’s heart of peace…!” She bowed deeply. “Please allow me to help. Thank you.”

Taro gave her a deep look, then came to his senses, opened the door, and got into the car.

Rejected...? Eve closed her eyes, calming herself. Certainly, Mr. Momoi hadn't seen her sincerity, so...

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and get in the car." Taro's words startled Eve from her reverie. She looked towards the driver's seat with surprise, but Taro impatiently leaned out and called her over.

"Yes, ma'am!" Eve responded excitedly and then got into the passenger seat.

It has to be said that the presence of Eve Wakamiya made his work much easier, at least reducing the number of troublesome things.

Afterwards, Momoi Taro accepted Eve's challenge to a duel, and the two went to the kendo dojo. Eve carefully changed into her kendo uniform, but saw that Taro was still wearing the same red jacket he wore after get off work.

"Mr. Momoi, aren't you going to change into your kendo uniform?" Eve asked Momoi Taro earnestly.

"No, that's too much trouble. I'll just leave it like this." Taro leaned the wooden sword casually against his shoulder and looked at her calmly.

"Mr. Momoi, this is very dangerous. Please change into your kendo uniform," Eve urged again, unwilling to give up.

"I said, this is fine!" Taro's voice remained unwavering.

Eve took a deep breath and then exhaled heavily: "I understand, but I won't hold back."

"As I wish! Come on then." Taro's sharp gaze locked onto Eve. Eve's face, hidden beneath her veil, was grave. She took another deep breath and strode forward quickly.

With swift, precise strokes, she drew her wooden sword, just as she had said, she would not hold back just because Momoi Taro wasn't wearing protective gear.

As the former president of the kendo club, Eve's sword was fast and cunning, striking Momoi Taro like a bolt of lightning.

However, in that instant, Wakamiya Eve felt a tremendous force on her hand. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the weakest point in her swordsmanship had been blocked by Momoi Taro's sword, which appeared out of nowhere.

Yes, she didn't even see the moment the sword was drawn. Taro raised his arm, and her hand could no longer hold the wooden sword. The wooden sword was knocked away from her hand.

Before Eve could react, Taro had already raised the wooden sword high above her head, and all Eve could do was instinctively close her eyes.

"noodle!"

Taro let out a sharp shout, and his wooden sword cleaved through the air with a sharp chopping sound. His eyes were closed, but he waited for a long time without the attack coming down.

She secretly opened her eyes and saw Taro's wooden sword resting on her face. Although it didn't directly touch her, it wasn't even as thick as a finger.

"Why didn't you shoot it down?" Eve looked at Taro and asked, puzzled.

Taro sheathed his sword and casually tossed it on the ground: "I never hit anyone. Besides, I'm not a samurai! If anything, I'm the master of samurai! A mere samurai! Even my servants can't compare."

Taro turned around, not intending to explain anything, and planned to open a kendo dojo directly.

Eve belatedly put down the knife in her hand, then quickly ran to Taro and knelt on one knee: "Please wait! Please... become my lord!"

Taro's expression remained unchanged; he simply asked calmly, "Why?"

"Because, with a lord like you, I think I will soon become an excellent samurai! This is also a kind of Bushido!"

Regional Dialogue - Before the Kumamoto Music Festival

RING

Ai-yin: Hmm~ (humming)

Meow Dream: Aiko, you seem to be in a good mood.

Aine: Huh~ Is it that obvious?

MeowDream: Of course, it couldn't be more obvious. What happened?

Aiyin: Hehe, yesterday a fan from the Dong Brothers group asked me for an autographed photo.

Meow Dream: That's it?

Aine: That's it!

Miao Meng Jiu Ling Liu IV (VI) Abandoning Er Ba Yue Yi: Actually, if Aiko really wants a lot of fans, why not quit the band and start a mutual benefit website with me?

Aine (surprised): Are you talking about leaving the group?

Meow Dream: It's just a joke—a joke—

Take two days off

I usually get two days off each month, and I was thinking of posting a notice yesterday about a hiatus from updating.

Unfortunately, due to personal reasons, there will be no further updates in September.

After thinking about it, I decided to be cheeky and updated my Bilibili account with two AI covers, one of which was a song that Live Aiyin could sing.

Actually, it was already revealed in Chapter 9 of a certain volume. I specifically went back to look at it and found that there were still typos...

Just in time to ride the wave of popularity ( ) roast lamb, the last one!

#11 This is such a difficult question.

After Eve Wakamiya finished speaking, Taro nodded, raised his head, and said, "The Dong Brothers are open to both enemies and friends! You're all welcome!"

“But!” he changed the subject, looking down at the other person, and asked, “If this is really what you want.”

"Excuse me, what do you mean?" Eve's face slowly filled with confusion.

"In other words, is being a samurai truly necessary for you?! That's the kind of question it is."

"If it's just a samurai game, I'm not interested!"

After saying that, Taro left the kendo dojo without waiting for her reply.

Eve Wakamiya is confused. She has always admired samurai, but is being a samurai really necessary for her?

She knew, of course, that her admiration for samurai stemmed from her own weakness, which was why she yearned for strong samurai. So, being a samurai wasn't essential to her? But something still felt off.

"This is... such a difficult question."

……

“That…” Aine lowered her head speechlessly, tilting her head to look at the person next to her: “Hailin… how long do you intend to follow me?”