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

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She took a deep breath and softly uttered, "Taro, we're next. Are you nervous?"

Before Taro could answer, Meowme, who was wearing a short-sleeved black yukata with gold trim, gently tapped Aine on the head.

She wore minimal adornment, even her shoes were flat, and a large section of her long hem had been cut off, revealing a significant portion of her fair thighs.

Similar to Aine, she also wore black nail polish and even used black lip gloss.

Notably, the back of the skirt unfolds with two black phoenix feathers, a design reminiscent of a tuxedo. As Miao Meng moves, the feathers swirl and resemble burning black flames.

As for the costumes, they were designed by Aine after Taro emphasized that the performance must be the priority, and decorations that are inconvenient for the performance should be avoided as much as possible.

So all the designs for platform shoes and high heels were rejected. You can't expect a drummer to play double stomp shoes while wearing high heels, the thought of it is just unpleasant.

Surely no one would do that...?

Anyway, I don't know how.

Miao Meng sighed: "Aiko, you know what kind of person the general is, so why would he be nervous?"

“That makes sense, doesn’t it? Jiuling (Six) Temple 6 Saki Ba’er’s dad,” Ai Yin said awkwardly, scratching her head with a smile. Then she changed the subject: “So, what about Meow Dream? Is Meow Dream nervous…”

Nervous...? Miao Meng took a deep breath. Without a doubt, she was nervous.

There seems to be a saying in the countries across the sea: "feeling timid as one gets closer to home."

My current situation is probably similar to this. I said I was going out to explore the world, but I came back so suddenly.

She wasn't ready yet... She looked at Momoi Taro, whose gaze remained unwavering, with a complicated expression. She knew she couldn't be as resolute as him. She murmured softly, in a voice almost inaudible, "I think it's probably because I'm nervous."

“I’m not nervous at all!” Taro’s voice was firm and unwavering, but he also revealed a smile that was confident and warm: “Because I believe that my performance… no, our performance will win over the audience.”

Today, Momoi Taro was wearing a large red bathrobe, which looked very flamboyant, as dazzling as a flame. On the back of the robe, there was a large, light gold logo of the Dong Brothers.

She also had red nail polish on, but her outfit didn't look like it would allow for easy movement.

This was also Taro's requirement. As a keyboardist and lead vocalist, he wasn't so demanding in terms of actions, so Aine could unleash her talents freely under his guidance.

Aine had no doubt that even if she made a nearly ton of clothes, the kind where ribbons would fly everywhere if she moved them, Taro could move around easily without affecting the quality of his performance.

Taro's outfit shone like the sun.

His words, like sunshine, melted away all of Aine's unease, and she couldn't help but smile in unison: "That's true, our performance will definitely be a success."

"Well then, I'll go prepare now. You can go on stage yourselves." Taro smiled and left the backstage area without hesitation.

"Honestly, don't flirt before the show starts!" Miao Meng muttered under her breath.

"Yutenji-kun looks very nervous," Hailing said with a casual concern.

Today she was wearing a dark blue bathrobe, and to emphasize the symbolism of the ape, Aine added two tufts of fluff to the sleeves.

The puffy shoulder design also gives Hai Ling the impression of possessing an unusual sense of power.

“That’s right—” Miao Meng shouted in despair, shook her head slightly, and whispered, “Where’s Hai Ling?”

"It's alright," Hai Ling replied softly.

"Live, I'm so happy." Lena, dressed in light yellow, smiled.

Her clothes were a very ordinary short-sleeved yukata, nothing special, except that she had elements of armor on her body, highlighting her elements as a demon.

However, it was just decorative software. At this moment, the host outside shouted loudly: "The next band is—Dong~~ (tongue click) Brothers!"

"They're calling us, let's go on stage." Ai Yin smiled and gripped the guitar in her arms tighter.

The other three nodded and walked onto the stage.

The thunderous roar of the crowd continued, welcoming their arrival. They took their places, leaving only the lead singer's seat empty.

The entire venue fell silent for a moment, and everyone began to whisper among themselves.

"Huh? This band doesn't have a lead singer?" "I listen to instrumental music? Really?" "I can't understand that."

Amidst the whispers, an unusually united voice rang out: "Ruomai! Go for it!" "Sister! Go for it!"

The unified cheers caught Miaomeng's attention. She wiped the sweat from her forehead. Although it was nice that everyone was cheering her on, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha—" A burst of laughter, as if it had its own megaphone, rang out, drowning out all the other noises in the room.

Accompanying this was a clever piece of music.

"Come on, come on—Mazda Mazda—"

Everyone's attention in the hall was drawn to the source of the sound—the person over there, needless to say, was none other than Momoi Taro.

He sat leisurely in his chair, gently waving a paper fan, his tomahawk keyboard prominently displayed on the instrument stand beside him. The palanquin parted the crowd of spectators, and attendants on the side, holding baskets, tossed the contents of the baskets into the air.

This time, he scattered flower petals. Pink peach blossom petals drifted down from the sky, creating a breathtaking scene.

"A chance encounter is a connection from a past life, a pebble on the roadside is a fragment of that connection, and dancing together is a connection that binds us!"

Even without a microphone, Taro's voice remained remarkably clear in that spacious area.

"This world is paradise—blow away all your troubles!" He struck his classic pose, laughing wildly as he shouted, "Dance! Laugh! For our performance—"

The audience, naturally, responded with enthusiastic cheers and screams in response to such an extravagant entrance.

Finally, the palanquin stopped two meters from the stage, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Momoi Taro stood up—

Boom Chapter 13, again and again

Finally, the palanquin stopped two meters from the stage, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Momoi Taro stood up—

He grabbed the keytar beside him and then casually tossed the paper fan in his hand aside.

With a powerful push of his legs, his body soared into the air. He spun three and a half times before landing steadily on the stage, his bright red costume billowing like a burning flame.

He landed, facing the entire stage, wearing a headset, head held high, and shouted, "Sorry to keep you waiting!"

His series of acrobatic-like movements made everyone at the festival shout out his words with all their might.

The Dong brothers, who were prepared in advance, had their eyes glued to the sedan chair, except for the cat who just wanted to enjoy the ride.

Honestly, everyone was curious about where the palanquin came from and how it disappeared last time, but we were too surprised by Taro's appearance to see it clearly. This time, we definitely want to see it!

Then, they saw the dancer in front of them take a dumpling from her waist and throw it to the ground. With a bang, it exploded into a cloud of pink mist that barely covered the sacred bridge. After the mist dissipated, the sacred bridge and the people inside disappeared!

【Are you kidding me!】x3

The three servants were somewhat taken aback by his abrupt disappearance. However, at that moment, Momoi Taro shouted loudly:

"It's about to be played! Our song - "俺こそオンリーワン""

After Taro's announcement, the servants all started playing their instruments at the same time, as if by perfect unison.

Taro then roughly placed his keytar on a clip to the side and began to sing along with the music.

"Dong dong dong, brothers, dong dong dong dong, it's coming!"

"Dong dong dong brothers group, dong dong dong dong dong dong, yay!"

The upbeat lyrics blend seamlessly with the summer atmosphere, yet Taro's cheerful lyrics also carry a touch of the heaviness of memories.

As he sang, he also started dancing a strange dance, which was inexplicably cheerful and fit the atmosphere perfectly.

Not long after, the song ended, and the audience didn't hold back their cheers. After all, the Dong Brothers' performance was absolutely perfect.

Taro smiled, feeling that he was getting closer and closer to his goal, and that he might already be bringing happiness to Rang.

He wasn't sure, but what he was certain of was that he would keep singing forever—

He picked up the keytar again and hung it on his body: "We came from a very far place."

He looked around at the densely packed crowd and calmly said, "Today, being able to sing for everyone in this place also proves—"

Taro pounded his chest, then pointed to the audience and shouted, "I'm connected with you all—!!!"

"Oh—" Since it was a summer festival live performance, there weren't any light sticks or anything like that, so everyone could only respond to Taro's words with their shouts.

Taro had just smiled when Aine spoke into the microphone, "Wait a minute! A pound of pressure!"

Everyone couldn't help but turn their attention to Aine. Despite the many eyes on her, the pink-haired girl remained calm and composed, saying, "Taro, at a time like this, shouldn't we be the ones who are in this situation?"

Taro paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Yes, I'll remember that."

Taro's words startled Aine for a moment. For the first time, Aine felt that Taro had changed his reality...

If it were the old Taro, he probably wouldn't have admitted his mistake so readily...? Probably?

"Never mind..." Aine smiled easily. "Taro, shouldn't we introduce our band to the audience in Kumamoto now?"

“That’s true.” Taro nodded in agreement, raised his right hand, and shouted loudly, “Hey! Attendants, call out the names!”

"oi!" All four of them cheered at the same time.

Because it was an open-air venue, there wasn't the usual lighting setup this time. All everyone could do was exaggerate their movements as much as possible to create a more dynamic effect.

This was something Taro had told everyone beforehand, so Taro cupped his hands into the shape of an upside-down peach and slowly placed them on his chest.

"Born from a peach—"

Then, he raised his hand high above his head, spread it out, and drew a semicircle. He stepped forward, half-squatting, with one hand on his front leg and the other hand outstretched behind him: "Thump, Momotaro—Momoi Taro!"

Perhaps due to keyboard sampling, a voice-over rang out at just the right moment: "Yo, Japan's number one!"

Hai Ling spread her arms somewhat perfunctorily. If this Yue—Yi Liu ① Ni Yi Er Ba Si Shi Ba Ke—could be covered in plastic bags, that would be a killer move. Unfortunately, she couldn't.

"Bass's supporter—"

Finally, she snapped her fingers, performed a bass solo, and called out her name: "Ape Bass—"

The bassist's voice stopped, and Hailin took the opportunity to announce her name: "Hachiman Hailin!"

Wow! All muscle!

Well... that's true. Ever since Momoi Taro started training on his own, the results have been remarkable. Plus, he has a habit of eating eggs, so now he's really got a lot of muscles.

"As long as it's matcha, I can eat rice balls too—" A very intense impromptu solo came from the guitar in Lena's hands.

She excitedly raised her thigh high and kicked it, then slammed it heavily to the ground. The guitar solo rhythm grew increasingly intense and exciting, finally stopping abruptly with a single strum.

"Ghost guitar, I want Lena—"

"Oh, like a demon with wings."