[Comprehensive] Kazuya's happy life

"v.g... vieghoul?"

In the enigmatic silence, Kazuya heard Kise's voice suddenly sounded, with a little unexpected surprise.

Hearing the sound, the leader of the five people on the opposite side was the tallest, an outstanding young man with long pale blond hair and a slightly heavy makeup that did not conceal his appearance. With a little lingering anger that hasn't dissipated——

"You are... Kise-san?"

After seeing Kise's appearance clearly, the other party showed no less surprise than him.

His eyes glanced back and forth at the group of people who were all in a mess, headed by a red-haired young man whose name seemed to be "Valaro", and the table of Kise and Kazuya. Very helpless and clear.

"It seems that some unpleasant misunderstandings have occurred without my knowledge?"

He smiled slightly.

Kise curled her lips when she heard the words, her attitude could not be called hostile, but it couldn't be said to be completely friendly either:

"'Unpleasantly'? Ahhh...it's not wrong to say that."

He stood up as he spoke.

Following his movements, the red-haired young man Varallo standing in front of Kazuya's table and the group behind him were surprised to find that this kid who looked like a high school student was not considered by them at first. It turned out to be so tall!

And his figure is not as thin and slender as they thought before——

From the gap in the open Hawaiian flower shirt, you can clearly see that the young man is smooth and graceful, tight and full of power, which is completely different from the graceful and delicate feeling of his delicate and handsome face, full of power Beautiful chest and abdomen muscle lines.

...This, this guy!

Valaro was secretly startled.

What is going on with a body with strong muscles that can only be found in a sports department, even though he has an out-and-out handsome boy face? !

And it is clear that you can feel the powerful energy contained in those beautiful muscles with your eyes. However, from the outside, they don't have the feeling of being knotted and bulging at all, but like a thin layer of muscle. His body was like armor, with an astonishingly graceful posture, attached to the boy's body...

He is handsome and has a good figure, and he won't make people think he is a muscular man.

How much benefit did this kid give God? !

Can you still let other (men) live a good life!

Varallo thought with a look of envy.

Of course he knows that what he should be most concerned about now is not the figure and appearance of the yellow-haired boy in front of him at all, but that he seems to know Mikro, the leader of v·g, and he seems to be faintly afraid of him this matter.

However, maybe I also know very well in my heart that once I start to think about this matter, then what kind of ending that is waiting for me will become very clear.

In short, Varallo subconsciously chose to escape.

However, it turns out that this choice is just wishful thinking.

While he was desperately immersed in his seemingly cheerful world of complaints, in the real world outside, the conversation between Kise and Mikro continued without any hindrance——

"My friend just stumbled into your rehearsal venue by accident without knowing it. He didn't even have time to explain it, so he was given a good 'entertainment'."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Huang Lai's mouth, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Mi Keluo's face on the other side, his eyes were like water, without waves and coldness.

"Youth's heart, of course, was attacked for no reason, and of course they had to fight back, so of course they fought back without hesitation-this is a completely reasonable action in my opinion. I don't know what you think, Mr. Mikro?"

"Uh……"

Although it is not clear what exactly happened, but from Kise's narration and the distressed appearance of the red-haired youths, it can be inferred that Mikro was speechless for a while.

——There is still something that I don’t understand.

It must be that Varallo and the others have come up with their temper. In the previous "Battlefield" situation, because they were worried about the costumes on their bodies, they couldn't play to their heart's content. They broke in by mistake, so they must have been having a good time, right?So it hit the muzzle of Varalor and the others, and it was regarded as the best object to vent their depression.

Mikro couldn't help but sighed deeply.

What a bunch of idiots who failed to achieve success and failed to achieve success!

If it weren't for the fact that Varallo had something to do with their v.g's manager, and the group of people he knew were really capable, how could he agree to let them do the opening performance for his orchestra?

It was obvious that they had been instructed to do so beforehand.

Because it is the property of the Atobe family, there is no way to guarantee who will meet in the paradise before the performance starts, so try to restrain your temper and don't take the initiative to provoke anyone, even if you suffer a small loss , and try not to have any disputes with other people-obviously, they have already emphasized and emphasized this way to them.

But why did he still get him into such a big trouble!

Miquel gritted his teeth secretly.

Although Kise Ryota is not a big name in the circle, his popularity has continued to rise in the past two years, and his popularity among young girls is even higher than that of many popular idols who are popular. Because of his young age and sweet temper, it is said (Kise Ryota) : "It is said"? ＾o＾) is also good, so he is very popular in the circle, and he is one of the objects that Mikro absolutely does not want to have a bad relationship with.

And they, v·g, had previously collaborated with Kise to shoot the inside pages of a girls' magazine.

Miquero spent a lot of effort to persuade their wayward and self-centered lead singer, Reyno, not to do anything disrespectful in front of Kise, and then he was able to establish a relationship with Kise. Friendly superficial contact.

But now.

It is estimated that the good impression at the beginning has disappeared in Huang Lai's eyes.

Miquel felt a splitting headache.

This feeling of being ripped off by strangers who aren't even teammates.

It's so sad that I can't express it... _(:3)∠)_

He turned to look at the four companions behind him.

Lei Nuo looked disinterested, so he didn't intend to participate in this matter at all.

The other three played with their mobile phones and listened to music. In short, they put on a posture of "I'll leave it to you, leader, we are optimistic about you~" and expecting them to help is simply wishful thinking.

The corner of Mikro's mouth twitched and he turned around, suddenly having a deep urge to change to another band.

—Of course, it was just a spur of the moment.

Sighing resignedly, he left the four teammates who had no companionship, and walked towards Kazuya and Kise alone.

"I'm sorry, Kise-san."

Arriving in front of Kazuya and the others, the young man with pale blond hair stopped in his tracks and nodded politely to Kise.

"About what you said, it is true that Valaro and the others have gone too far, please forgive me."

"However, it's not all Varallo's fault—my teammates and I did explain to him before we entered the temporary rehearsal field alone, it's best not to let anyone disturb us."

"Valaro is impatient and impulsive. When he saw someone coming in, he probably forgot everything in a panic. He only wanted to prevent people from breaking in and disturbing us, so he took that in a moment of urgency. Extreme means to stop your friends from..."

"Of course I know that this cannot be used as an excuse to excuse him. I just want to say that we are also at fault for making such an explanation to him without carefully considering all kinds of unexpected situations. The responsibility for this matter should not be limited to Vala. Luo alone bears it."

"So please accept my apology, Kise-san."

"Sorry for giving your companion such a bad experience."

Mikro said, bowing slightly, his apology gesture was sincere and correct.

This made Kise look at him with admiration——

Leaving aside other things for the time being, the fact that he didn't push all the responsibilities to that red-haired young man named Varallo, but stood up and took the initiative to bear more than half of it, is already very commendable.

And not everyone has the courage to bow their heads in front of a young man who is several years younger than himself like this, and sincerely admit his mistake. Whether it is really sorry or just pretending, at least Mikro is today. Give Kise enough face.

And since the other party has shown a sincere apology, Kise naturally won't hold on to it forever.

Smiling, he glanced at the red-haired young man who kept his head down and didn't respond even when Mikro approached, as if he had just fallen asleep standing there. Kise's tone sounded more friendly than before. Quite a few:

"So that's the way it is. It really seems to be a misunderstanding."

He decided not to mention the red-haired young man just now and wanted to find fault with revenge - anyway, he will definitely be taught a lesson by Mikro after this. As a kind and handsome young man, he still doesn't want to And then pour oil on the volcano.

——Although it has been watered a lot before.

Kise smiled and pulled him up from his side and sat there leisurely, watching Kazuya who was negotiating with Mikro while drinking juice:

"Since the misunderstanding has been resolved, let's take our leave first—anyway, we have already rested, and we have enough energy to deal with the next new game."

"Please do your best for the upcoming live. I believe everyone is looking forward to it."

"Okay, Kise-san, you and your friends are also welcome to wait and watch the show."

"must."

While the two were saying greetings to each other, one pulled up his companions to say goodbye and turned around to leave gracefully, while the other was relieved until the other's back gradually disappeared at the end of the path, then turned his head and looked He looked fiercely at the red-haired youth who didn't dare to raise his head to meet his gaze:

"Valallo."

"……Yes."

"Go and inform your companions that today's warm-up work has been cancelled."

"Wh-! Mikro, come on... sorry, we screwed up. But they..."

"Don't talk about it. You understand, right? How can you still be on stage with your current appearance? We didn't bring extra costumes, and even if we did, it wouldn't be enough for a dozen of you. In short, take them to rest Clean up the room. I'll explain to Master Atobe. Do you understand?"

"……Yes."

The red-haired young man originally wanted to struggle again, but the strong and irrefutable tone in Mikro's tone made him flinch, his lips trembled slightly for a few seconds, and finally he could only spit out an inaudible "yes" .

And at the same time that the red-haired young man and his companions were regretting that they had lost an excellent performance opportunity, they wanted to slap themselves twice, at the same time, in front of the gate of the battlefield in the distance.

"Rayno, what are you looking at?"

Noticing that the lead singer's eyes seemed to be following the group of teenagers who had gone so far away that they couldn't see them, the v·g bass player couldn't help but poked his head over and asked a question curiously.

The silver-haired and handsome lead singer of v·g raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"No, nothing."

However, I saw something very interesting.

It should be full of resentment and deep-rooted icy resentment, but in fact it is filled with warm and pure aura, possessing an unbelievably powerful spiritual power...

It's really interesting.

That person... soul.

Lei Nuo bent his eyes, like a child who found a toy he was interested in, and smiled happily.