Kazami Kazuki: "Nymph, could I trouble you to go to my brother's school?"
Nymph: "Okay."
Kazami Kazuki: "Just record Kessoku Band's performance for me. After you're done, you can ask my brother for a reward."
Nymph: "Mm."
On the day of the Cultural Festival performance, Jhin carried bags large and small of equipment into the backstage preparation room for the Kessoku Band girls. As he put down the last black suitcase, Nijika handed him a bottle of mineral water.
"Jhin, thanks for your hard work. Drink some water and take a rest."
"Thanks." Jhin unscrewed the cap and took a sip. "Will the Manager and the others come?"
"Mm-hm." Nijika took out her phone to show Jhin the chat history. "Look, Big Sis said she'll come with Sister Hiroi."
"That's good."
Hitori Gotoh sat quietly on the chair. Today she was wearing the black Kessoku Band uniform, though her lower half was still her usual combination of a school uniform skirt and pink track pants.
I need to bring out my confidence. As long as I can bring out the strength of guitarhero, everything will be fine!
M-Maybe... relying on this performance, Kessoku Band's fame will skyrocket!
"Hehehe..." Hitori Gotoh laughed strangely.
"Very good. I have already prepared everything for your debut. From today onwards, the record label belonging exclusively to Kessoku Band will fully support you." Jhin held a rose in his mouth, dressed in a suit, his body twinkling with starlight like a male protagonist from a shoujo manga.
Immediately following that, with a wave of his hand, the subways, streets, and road signs were all replaced with Kessoku Band's promotional advertisements.
The success story of an active high school girl band exploding in popularity overnight was reported in the news. Countless news media swarmed in, solely to interview them about their journey of growth; they even became a legendary story famous throughout the industry.
Concerts and advertising collaborations were too numerous to count. Hitori Gotoh achieved her dream of dropping out of high school. In less than a few years, her net worth was over a hundred million. During a concert, surrounded by the blessings of fans and teammates, she and Jhin completed an unprecedentedly magnificent wedding.
"Jhin, I'm home." Hitori Gotoh, dressed in mature office lady attire, took off the sneakers on her feet. She had just returned home after finishing a day's work.
Jhin came out to welcome her wearing a pink apron, holding a soup ladle in his hand. It looked like he was preparing dinner.
"Bocchi-chan, why are you still calling me by my name?"
"Ah, sorry." Hitori Gotoh revealed a sly smile, changed into slippers, and walked quickly to Jhin's side, burying her head in his embrace. "Darling, I'm home."
"Welcome back, Wifey." Jhin hugged Hitori Gotoh, lowering his head to sniff between the strands of hair at her temples. "Hmm, there's a faint smell of fried food. Did you secretly run off to buy fried chicken nuggets to eat on the way back again?"
"Mm."
"Bocchi-chan, you're not being a good girl. If you wanted to eat fried chicken, just telling me in advance would have been fine. Why go buy it outside? What if the ingredients are bad and you get a stomachache? You are a big star now; you have to be responsible for your own health."
"Darling, I'm sorrryyy..." Hitori Gotoh rubbed her head against Jhin's chest, pouting her small mouth and looking up at him with watery eyes. "I smelled the aroma of fried chicken and couldn't hold back for a moment. More importantly, I'm hungry."
Jhin revealed a helpless smile, gently pinching the tip of her nose twice, his tone full of doting affection. "I really can't do anything with you. I specially made hamburger steak and cola chicken wings for you, as well as the soup you like."
"Yay! Love you to death, Hubby."
"Go wash your hands clean." Jhin patted Hitori Gotoh's perky buttocks. "Dinner will be ready soon."
"Mm!" Hitori Gotoh stood on tiptoe to leave a kiss on his cheek, then ran away giggling.
After dinner, Hitori Gotoh lay blissfully on the sofa rubbing her small tummy. Her legs, wrapped in black pantyhose, were draped over Jhin's lap, her toes restlessly causing trouble while he massaged her.
"Stop messing around!" Jhin slapped her thigh, neither lightly nor heavily. "Has work been going smoothly recently?"
"Mm! We're going on a global tour in a while. I'm looking forward to it."
"A global tour? Doesn't that mean I won't see you for a long time?"
"Just come with us."
"Ever since you girls became famous, I've rarely gone out. I have to stay home every day to take care of you gluttonous and lazy little cuties."
Hitori Gotoh rolled over, resting her head on Jhin's thigh. Her fingertips crawled up from his waist bit by bit to his cheek, and then she pinched his chin. "Where am I being lazy and gluttonous?"
Jhin lightly bit Hitori Gotoh's pink and tender fingertips, causing her to cry out in surprise and release her mischievous hand, casting a coquettish glare at him.
"Every morning you wait for me to wake you up. At home, you don't even want to walk; you just want me to carry you..." Jhin listed a pile of Hitori Gotoh's lazy behaviors at home.
"Hmph... actually remembering so many of my flaws. I'm ignoring you!" Hitori Gotoh turned her head away in a huff. She decided not to pay attention to Jhin for at least thirty seconds.
"Are you really angry?"
"Bocchi-chan?"
"Why aren't you even replying anymore?"
It... it hasn't been thirty seconds yet. I'm counting silently in my heart; only twelve seconds have passed. Must endure it!
Seeing that she remained silent and stared at the TV, Jhin extended a finger and poked her puffed-up cheek. The sensation, like poking a marshmallow, was somewhat addictive to him, so he kept poking Hitori Gotoh's soft cheek non-stop.
Filled with resentment that Jhin wasn't coaxing her at all and was even playing with her cheek, Hitori Gotoh just turned her head to complain: "Jh—!"
Jhin changed from poking to pinching, capturing her face and squeezing her cherry lips into a goldfish mouth, then engulfed the whole thing with an "Awoo" bite.
Just as the two were communicating intimately in the living room, the sound of the door opening rang out from the entryway.
"We're home!" Nijika took the lead, spinning her keys on her index finger. "Uwah, why are you two being all clingy again?"
"Mmph, mmph, mmph!!!" Hitori Gotoh flailed her hands and feet, hoping they could rescue her from the clutches of Demon King Jhin, but unfortunately, it was taken as a greeting.
"Bocchi-chan left just in time; business came knocking right after she left the company." Kita Ikuyo was used to this sight, casually putting down her briefcase. "It's a pity I didn't get to eat Jhin's cooking. That restaurant's food wasn't very tasty either. Even Ryo-senpai has days where her recommendations miss the mark."
"Tch, even though it smelled pretty good outside." Ryo bit her thumb in annoyance. "Blacklist that restaurant!"
"I'm going to shower first. Who's following me?"
"Me!" Kita Ikuyo raised her hand, simultaneously pulling at her collar. "I ran to several places to discuss collaborations today; I feel like I've sweated a lot."
Nijika made an "OK" hand sign and went to her room to get clothes. "Okay, then Ryo is third, and let that lovey-dovey couple wash last."
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