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

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"Hmm? Normal?" Lena tilted her head, not understanding why Aine was asking such a question. Couldn't she just sit normally? Rather, Lena didn't quite understand why these people were shouting so loudly.

"Ah! I knew it!" Aine clenched her fist, shook her head to shake off her mental fatigue: "It's obviously something you're born with."

"Well, in any case, Hailin's challenge was a failure, right? What's next?" Miaomeng rested one hand on her lower back, her fingertips tapping lightly on the metal railing. The thrill of the roller coaster had made Miaomeng forget even the nickname she'd given Hailin, and she asked Taro with a hint of impatience.

Hearing Miaomeng say this, Hailing opened her mouth slightly as if to say something, but ultimately gave up. —Her trembling even while standing was certainly not convincing.

Taro glanced around at the completely bewildered servants. He calmly announced, "Now for the main event, the one Aine wants to see too. Servants! Buckle down!"

"Could it be that..." Aine's voice held a hint of expectation as she looked into Taro's eyes. Meowme also perked up slightly, waiting for Taro's declaration.

However, Hai Ling was completely unable to cheer herself up, as if she had been completely knocked down by the roller coaster. Panting, she leaned against the railing, and Aine went over to help her up.

[I was originally planning to go to the haunted house... but given Hai Ling's current state, there's no way I can do that now.]

Ai Yin looked Hai Ling up and down and sighed inwardly.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon. Dusk was spreading across the sky, and the amusement park streetlights lit up one by one with a warm yellow glow, casting hazy golden lines on the metal frames of the facilities.

"That's right, it's the Hello, Happy, World parade." Taro stretched out his hand, pointing to the brightly lit and bustling center of the amusement park in the distance—

Regional Dialogue - Shopping Center

Saya: Isn't this Taro? What are you doing here?

Taro: Oh, Saya, I'm picking out hand cream for the servants.

Sha Ling: Hand cream... I've always used this one, what do you think?

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Episode 26 of "Dong": The Dong Brothers and the Parade.

"Wow, it's so lively..." Aine tiptoed, trying to see Hello, Happy in the distance through the crowd. However, the crowd was simply too thick; she stretched her neck in vain, only able to see the bustling figures, unable to see the nearby floats at all. Finally, she slumped her shoulders in frustration: "I can't see anything at all—"

"No, I can see it very clearly." Lena's voice clearly reached Aine's ears amidst the bustling crowd, and she looked at Lena's location with a dark expression.

Lena's clear, cool voice pierced through the noise and landed steadily in Aine's ears. The girl froze the moment she looked up at the sound—Lena was sitting cross-legged on Taro's shoulders, her legs dangling leisurely in the air. Lena's high view overlooked the wall of people and saw the performance of Hello, Happy—commonly known as, riding a horse.

Momoi Taro was already tall and slender, standing out from the crowd, so he had a clear view of everything happening on the main stage. And Kaname, who was sitting steadily on his shoulders, had an even wider and clearer view, able to see almost every detail on the stage.

"Speaking of which, I didn't expect the general to actually agree." Miao Meng said with her arms crossed and a complicated expression. When Le Nai asked, in her usual flat tone, "Taro, squat down and lend me your shoulder," Miao Meng was indeed taken aback. What surprised her even more was that Momoi Taro squatted down without the slightest hesitation.

"I made a promise with Ryuna's grandmother to take good care of her." Taro's expression remained unchanged, as if this was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Well, there's no need to rush. The floats will come over here later, right?" Hai Ling crossed her arms and spoke casually. She had managed to compose herself over the long period of time, but she still couldn't muster much genuine interest in this joyful live performance.

"Hmm—that's right, but if possible, I'd still like to watch it from beginning to end." Aine's cheeks flushed slightly, her fingers unconsciously twirling the ends of her pink hair. Her gaze was fixed on the distance as she listened quietly to Hello, Happy!'s energetic performance, her eyes filled with focus and longing.

"Thank you! We are Hello, happy! Let our songs bring smiles to everyone!"

Just as Hailing said, the float did indeed pass by their area at the end. The stage presence of Hello, Happy! was truly extraordinary. Looking around, almost every audience member had a genuine smile on their face, and the entire space was filled with their pure joy.

What impressed Ai Yin the most were two things: First, the lead singer performed several difficult backflips on the moving float, the movements were smooth and powerful, and looked thrilling and exciting.

That's not the main point. What truly amazed Ai Yin was that even after performing such intense and high-intensity movements, the lead singer maintained exceptionally stable breath control, and his singing was almost unaffected, with perfect pitch and breath control.

Aine subconsciously put herself in that situation and immediately realized that with her current physical strength and singing skills, she absolutely could not maintain a stable performance under such strenuous exercise. She couldn't help but glance at the tall figure beside her, thinking to herself: If it were Taro... this level of thing should be no problem, right?

Thinking of this, she quickly shook her head vigorously, as if trying to shake off this inappropriate thought, and muttered to herself: No, no, why did I think Taro could do it? So far, the Dong Brothers' stage has not arranged such fancy moves.

And that guitarist, it looks like he's scattering something. 8. It seems like... but it's still a bit far from here, so I can't see it clearly.

Another thing that bothered her came to mind—she wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt that during the performance, everyone from Hello, Happy! seemed to be looking in their direction more frequently, and even waving enthusiastically several times.

However… the performance is over, and everyone has had a wonderful day. It's time to go back and practice. Tomorrow it'll be her band's turn to perform. Aine took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing those distracting thoughts, and a positive smile returned to her face. Thinking this, she began to speak:

"Everyone, it's about time we headed back today. It's getting late. Let's do a little rehearsal one more time, in preparation for tomorrow's live performance..."

"Wait." Before Aine could finish speaking, Taro gently and steadily put Ryuna down from his shoulder, letting her stand firmly on the ground. He glanced at the others, his gaze sweeping over them, and then, in an unquestionable tone, almost a command, instructed, "Wait here." He paused, then added, "Someone will come looking for us in a bit."

"Huh?" Hearing the unexpected words, Aine was slightly taken aback and tilted her head to ask, "Someone is looking for... you mean...?"

"Taro——"

Before Aine could finish her question, she was abruptly interrupted by a powerful, sunny call. Everyone except Taro turned to look in the direction of the voice, their eyes instantly focusing on its source.

The person who spoke was none other than Hello, Happy!'s lead singer, Kokoro Tsurumaki. Surrounding her were the other four band members—among them, the long-haired girl wearing a hat was someone she'd never seen before… but thinking about it carefully, she should be the mysterious person hidden beneath Michelle's mascot costume.

"You came to see our performance? How did you like it?" The blonde girl, seemingly enveloped by the joyful afterglow of the performance, spread her arms wide and smiled radiantly as she asked Taro for his thoughts on the show.

Hearing this seemingly normal remark sent a shiver down Aine's spine. This was bad; this topic was definitely going to create a very strange atmosphere.

"Yes...it's a good reference. As for the score, if we take 100 points..." Just as Aine expected, Taro began to ponder upon hearing this. She absolutely couldn't let him finish speaking. Thinking this, Aine's fingers curled up in anxiety, and her voice unconsciously rose:

"Wait, you don't need to say what comes next—" x2:

The person who spoke the same words of dissuasion as Aine was the girl in the hat whom Aine didn't recognize. Their unexpected synchronization caused them to instinctively look at each other. In the instant their eyes met, Aine clearly saw the same helplessness reflected in the other girl's eyes behind her glasses, a helplessness identical to her own.

"Why/Why?" Two distinct voices rang out at the same time—Taro's question was filled with pure incomprehension, his eyebrows raised in confusion; while Kokoro tilted her head, her golden hair swaying, her face full of innocent curiosity.

The two looked at each other again, and finally Aine gestured for the other to speak.

"It's nothing important. We just finished a performance and I don't want to hear any harsh criticism." The girl wearing a hat crossed her arms and explained with a forced expression, "If we hear harsh criticism, the atmosphere during the reflection session later won't be very good... Haha, I was just saying."

"Is that so?" Kokoro blinked her bright eyes slightly, a hint of doubt on her face, but she quickly smiled and said, "But if Misaki says so, then it must be so."

"Ah—Misaki!" Kaoru suddenly opened her arms as if struck by lightning, her long violet hair flying with her exaggerated movements. The tall, purple-haired girl was Kaoru Seta, the guitarist of Hello, happy!

She held her hands reverently to her chest, her body swaying slightly with emotion, and exclaimed with a look of rapture, "You... you so tenderly protected everyone's feelings..."

Her voice rose abruptly like an aria: "So—dreamy!"

"Hahaha..." Misaki's lips twitched unnaturally, forcing out a few dry laughs to change the subject. The blue-haired drummer, Kanon, chuckled softly, trying to ease the awkwardness.

"Really?" Beth, with her short blond hair, tilted her head, looking a little disappointed. "Ikumi actually wanted Taro's opinion..."

"Well, well—we'll talk about this later when we've reflected on it, okay?" Misaki interrupted the other person again. Although it wasn't very polite, it was the best way.

Taro didn't dwell on it; the other person didn't seem too keen to listen. But it was something he cared about, so he asked directly, "Kaoru, I noticed you seemed to be scattering something just now... was it a guitar pick?"

"I didn't expect you to notice me." Seta Kaoru clutched her chest, closed her eyes, and praised, "That's right, they are the guitar picks I use. I worked hard to write my signature on each one yesterday..." She raised her chin slightly, her tone filled with undisguised pride.

“But…” she opened her eyes slightly, looked at the group of five, and said with regret, “It’s a real shame that the adorable kittens didn’t receive any benefits.”

Wow… guitar picks! Aine was surprised again. Although she had seen this person scattering something under the stage, she hadn't expected it to be guitar picks, and judging from her tone, each one had a handwritten signature. Just imagining writing so many names made Aine's fingers ache—the workload was painful to even think about!

"Taro, it's almost time for us to go practice!" Aine glanced anxiously at her phone and urged, "If we don't go now, we won't have enough time for rehearsal, what will we do for tomorrow's live performance!?"

“That’s true.” Taro turned around decisively and smiled at the Hello, happy group, saying, “Thanks to you guys, we got some great inspiration this time.” He nodded slightly in acknowledgment. “We have to go now; we need to go to RiNG and discuss it with Rinko.”

"I'm so glad I could help you~" Kokoro Tsurumaki raised her hands above her head and smiled happily. Her smile widened, as radiant as a blooming sunflower. She bid farewell to Taro: "Taro~ goodbye. Good luck with the live performance!" Her energetic voice leaped through the air.

Wow, she's such an energetic person. Aine couldn't help but sigh inwardly. She always felt that being around her made her, someone like herself, seem like a shadowy figure.

Hai Ling, Miao Meng, and Le Nai simply stood quietly to the side, saying nothing, patiently waiting for them to finish their conversation. The group then left the amusement park together and took a car back to RiNG's Dong Brothers practice room.

Ai-yin and Le-nai both left their guitars safely in the practice room last night, so they can just reach out and start practicing now. Hai-ling didn't bring her bass because her bass amp is quite inconvenient, which is unavoidable.

Taro generously lent Hailin the five-string bass he had recently bought from Kita.

Miao Meng was already seated on her drum stool, her fingers unconsciously tapping lightly on the rim of the drum, a professional smile on her face, quietly awaiting Taro's instructions. Taro glanced around and smiled, "Servants, you may continue your practice for now. I need to discuss something with Rinrinko."

Upon hearing Taro's words, Aine's previously upright posture, poised to engage in joint practice, slumped slightly, and the excitement that had just ignited on her face quickly faded, replaced by a clear sense of disappointment. Taro, without waiting for anyone's reaction, walked straight out the door.

"Well, since the general is busy, should we wait for him to come back?" Miao Meng looked at Aine with some indifference. A determined look flashed in Aine's eyes, and she said seriously, "Let's practice first. Taro will be back in a while. After all, what the Dong Brothers Group needs more is us, not others."

"Well~ since Aiko says so—then let's start with the pieces we'll be performing tomorrow, beginning with the first one." Nyanko smiled and raised her drumsticks, giving a clear instruction—

A powerful melody began to play.

Perhaps because they had gone out to play, everyone's tense nerves relaxed a bit, and the rehearsal was even better than before. Everyone was in very good condition. After the two songs were finished, Taro pushed open the door and entered, his eyes filled with a hint of satisfaction.

He said nothing more, but declared: "Servants! Let the practice begin!"

And so, the members of the Dong Brothers group practiced diligently for tomorrow's live performance, having a fulfilling day. However, on the other side, the Dong Giant Dragon Flame group was thrown into a huge commotion.

Episode 27 of "Dong": Let our performance convey our message.

Saturday, Yuzawa Cafe.

"Mumu, have you kept me waiting?" Xiangzi said apologetically as she quickly walked to the window and sat down opposite the quietly waiting Mumu. She picked up the cup of coffee that Mumu had originally prepared for herself and took a small sip.

This was still Xiangzi's favorite Yuzawa Special, but it had been sitting for a while and the temperature had dropped. The flavor hadn't completely disappeared, but it was definitely not as good as when it was freshly made. But Xiangzi knew that it wasn't the coffee's fault, but rather his own lateness.

She explained, "I'm really sorry, I just went to meet the drummer we had arranged to meet to discuss the band formation, which took some time and made you wait here alone for so long."

"How... is it going?" Ruoye Mu asked, sounding slightly nervous. If Xiangzi's new band was successfully formed, she would have to manage the affairs of both bands. Although she anticipated it would be quite tough, it was her own choice, and she would never regret it.

Because... she sincerely hoped that Xiangzi could find happiness.

Upon hearing Wakaba Mutsu's question, Shoko's expression dimmed slightly. She shook her head slightly and said softly, "No... she's a complete novice and can't play the piece we need at all."

"I see..." Although she knew this thought wasn't quite right, a secret, inexplicable joy still flickered in Wakaba Mutsu's heart. Because... the schedule of the Giant Dragon Flame Group had been incredibly full lately. Thinking of this, Wakaba Mutsu immediately remembered the real reason she had taken the initiative to meet with Shoko today.

Just then, as if by telepathy, Xiangzi put on a gentle smile again and asked, "Mu, is there something you need from me today?"

"Yes." Ruoye Mu didn't stand on ceremony, nodded slightly, and calmly stated, "Tomorrow, there's a live performance by the Dong Brothers."

“I already know that.” Xiangzi’s eyebrows curved into a beautiful arc, like a crescent moon. A smile naturally bloomed on his face, and even his eyes narrowed with pleasure: “I bought the tickets a long time ago.”

"Hmm..." Ruoye Mu's eyes, which were as moist as cucumbers, seemed to be shrouded in an indescribable gloom. She bit her lower lip slightly, paused briefly, and then spoke in a voice so soft it was as if she were talking to herself: "After the Dong Brothers... it's me."

"Huh?" This unexpected remark froze the smile on Xiangzi's face, which slowly faded. It wasn't displeasure, but rather a profound sense of confusion and bewilderment gripping her. She opened her eyes, her expression now more serious.

Why is Mu starting to speak in a language I can't understand again? Xiangzi leaned forward slightly and asked earnestly, "Mu, could you please explain what you just said in more detail?"

"Yes, I understand," Wakaba Mutsu nodded slightly, picked up the mango juice, took a deep breath, and said, "After the Dong Brothers' live performance, it's our band's turn. Sho, what should we do?"

"Should we just give up on going to see the Dong Brothers' live performance, or should we go see the Deng and the others' live performance? What should we do?" Ruoye Mu's pale yellow eyes were fixed on Xiangzi.

Her light blue twin ponytails drooped listlessly, as if losing their former vigor, and she closed her eyes in deep thought. Ruoye Mutsu's words precisely captured the aspect of Toyokawa Shoko's heart that she least wanted to face.

Takamatsu Akari, Nagasaki Motoyo, Shiina Tatsuki… these names represent a past she must escape. The responsibility for the disbandment of the Ku Lai Xi Ku band undoubtedly lies with her. The pain of that disbandment remains deeply rooted in the hearts of the three of them… no, in the hearts of all five.