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

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"Is it an exaggeration?" Taro glanced around and pulled back the curtain next to him.

Nodding in confirmation, he said, "That's certainly exaggerated. With such a large quantity of salt and exorcism talismans, could there be some evil spirit in this room?"

"And promotional photos... so many?" Kita also noticed the large number of promotional photos on the table.

"They also have extra-large sizes!" A child's voice came from behind. Everyone turned around and saw a cute little girl with pink hair. "But Mom couldn't stand it anymore, so she had my sister tear it off."

"The talisman over there was put there because my sister was possessed by a ghost some time ago. That concludes the explanation."

"Woof woof." The little dog next to him barked twice in response.

"Could it be... Dudu's little sister?" Aine looked at the other person in disbelief: "So cute."

"Yes, nice to meet you. I am Goto Jiri. My dog's name is Jimi-Hon."

(I can't write anymore, so I'm basically copying from the original text. Anyway, Made-In-翏翼齐盈迩ba=咝肆baHeaven! Let's speed things up.)

After dealing with Goto Ichiri's sister, her parents soon returned home. After confirming that the people were not renting friends or anything like that, the group had a meal together.

Having fully grasped the distrust Goto Ichiri's family held for her, the group of five finally returned to their original home.

The five of them returned to Goto Ichiri's room and resumed designing the clothes.

Although Aine and Taro came to help, they sat on the sidelines and watched the show when it came to the design part. For their first live performance, it was more meaningful to design their own clothes.

Their role was limited to providing only a brief commentary on the live performance.

"How about this one? The concept is friendship, hard work, and victory." Kita was the first to offer his opinion.

"Ugly—" Ai Yin exclaimed the moment she saw it. She immediately realized she had said the wrong thing and covered her mouth.

Kita's eyes turned into beady eyes; she hadn't expected Aine to be so direct in expressing her opinion.

To smooth things over, Nijika asked Momoi Taro, "Um, what does Mr. Momoi think?"

Aine's eyes widened. "If you're not asking me, then you've come to the right person. You're asking Taro."

"My opinion?" Taro nodded, raised his head, and stated his assessment with unwavering confidence: "15 points! Terrible! It has absolutely no connection to live performance!"

This statement stunned both Boqi and Hongxia.

Chapter Thirty-Three, The Evil Spirit

"My opinion?" Taro nodded, raised his head, and stated his assessment with unwavering confidence: "15 points! Terrible! It has absolutely no connection to live performance!"

This statement stunned both Boqi and Hongxia.

"I'm...I'm sorry," Kita visibly slumped, "I'm really sorry for making clothes that have no connection to anything."

"There's no need to go to such extremes..." Although he felt very uncomfortable with Kita's school sports uniform style.

However, seeing Kita so depressed, Pochi, who had evolved from a social novice to someone slightly stronger than a novice, tried to rebel against Bakutaro's riot.

"I was just stating the truth." Taro maintained his arrogant demeanor (as Nijika put it), saying without any remorse, "The one who can't accept it should look for their own problems!"

"Well, well..." Aine also stepped in to smooth things over, placing her hands on the air and comforting him, "Taro can't lie, but there's nothing we can do about it, so please don't take it too seriously."

"Can't lie...?" Pochi began to imagine what it would be like if he couldn't lie.

[Self-introduction: I'm sorry, I'm not good at socializing. Can I just not talk if I don't want to?]

[Kita: Hey! You damn gloomy slug, are you looking down on us?]

[Aine: This guy absolutely has to be executed!]

[Hongxia: Burn her! Burn her!]

Poch shook his head immediately, shivering. No, absolutely not. What a world without lies? Throw that in the trash!

"So, Mr. Momoi has never lied even once?" Kita himself quickly snapped out of his slump: "Doesn't that feel bad?"

"No, no!" Taro said confidently, "In fact, it's the one who lies who suffers more. It's like being dead."

"This is way too exaggerated in every sense," Hongxia couldn't help but complain again.

Ai Yin turned her back and whispered, "In this situation, it shouldn't be described as being the same as being dead; it should be said that she is dead."

She recalled the scene that day, when suddenly her heart stopped beating and she stopped breathing, which really scared everyone to death.

“Ding Dong—”

Hongxia's phone rang. She looked down at it and said, "Oh, Liangye sent over a lot of designs."

The five of them looked over together... and found it was a picture of food hidden under a T-shirt. Hongxia flipped through the pictures, and the last one read:

What should we have for dinner?

"I'll have to figure this out myself!" Hongxia couldn't help but complain loudly.

"Curry's good," Kita typed as he replied to Ryo. Nijika, her eyes turning cat-like, retorted, "Kita, don't take her replies so seriously!"

"Um...!" Pochi suddenly shouted, drawing everyone's attention: "Can I take a look at my design?"

She stood up confidently, holding her notebook, wearing those star-shaped LED sunglasses and a mustache, looking exceptionally comical.

She loosened her fingers, and the sketchbook naturally fell down with gravity, revealing a very impactful design drawing to the four of them.

"How is it like this?" Pochi asked with great pride.

"..." Ai's expression twisted slightly, but she forced a smile: "Haha, what a rock-and-roll design...?"

After saying that, she turned her back to the camera and complained, "This is a design I absolutely do not want to touch. Isn't it a bit too avant-garde?"

Of course, this was just a little drama in Aine's mind; in reality, she was still awkwardly laughing as she dealt with Bochi.

Hearing this, Pochi's expression became even more smug. However, she still said somewhat modestly (?), "Isn't this a bit too fashionable?"

"However, if I wear this outfit, the audience's eyes will definitely be on the clothes."

“Yes, in every sense of the word.” Hongxia’s voice sounded somewhat strained.

Kita pointed to the design drawings: "What are all these zippers and chains for?"

"Ah...you can put a pick in it after you unzip it, and the chain can also be used to hang a guitar."

"It's actually a practical design!" Hongxia was surprised and didn't know what to say.

Feeling praised, Pochi swayed his body and chuckled. After a while, he said, "So? Can we use this design?"

"Well, it's hard to say for now." Kita hesitated for a moment, then looked at Momoi Taro with pleading eyes: "How are you feeling, Mr. Momoi?"

"If I were to rate it..." Taro pondered for a moment, then excitedly pointed at the design and shouted, "25 points!"

"Is there anything I can't do right?" Pochi asked somewhat anxiously. She was quite satisfied with the design of the dress and was eager to get feedback on improvements from Momoi Taro, who never lied.

"It's too eye-catching! With all the audience's attention on the clothes, no one is paying attention to the performance!" Taro pointed at the design and criticized seriously, "This kind of live performance can't be called a band performance."

"That's what he said... Pochi-chan." Nijika turned to Pochi and said, but her expression visibly turned disappointed.

Hongxia could only keep her face stiff and change the subject with a smile: "Speaking of which, is this the kind of style that Boqi-chan usually wears?"

Pochi slumped back into his seat, a little disappointed, and said softly, "No, my mom bought these clothes for me, so they're not this style."

"I see..." Aine gave a stiff, dry laugh, trying to steer the conversation away. Pochi, supporting himself on the ground, said softly:

“But… I’ve never worn it even once.” Hearing Pochi say this, the other three couldn’t help but prick up their ears, while Taro sat with his arms crossed, looking at them with a bit of boredom.

"Because it doesn't suit our tastes or something..." Pochi's voice trailed off, but he noticed the other three people's eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Boqi thought Hongxia's hair seemed to have turned into cat ears. Her eyes sparkled as she leaned closer to Boqi and said in a coquettish tone, "Eh~ I want to see~"

Kita and Aine, their eyes also shining, moved closer to Pochi.

"I have never seen Goto wear anything other than a sports shirt."

"Please, please, try it on!" Ai Yin pleaded in her sweet, cloying voice, a tone she hadn't used in a long time.

While they were talking enthusiastically, Taro suddenly stood up, supporting himself on the table with both hands.

Aine turned back to look at Taro, who was about to leave, and asked, "Taro, where are you going?"

Taro raised his head and said arrogantly, "I'm not interested in these things. I'll go out for a bit. Call me when you're done playing and it's time to do the actual clothing design."

After saying that, without waiting for anyone else's reaction, he walked straight out the door and closed it behind him.

The three girls exchanged glances. Although Momoi Taro was right, the opportunity was too good to pass up, so they surrounded Pochi and pleaded with him to repeat himself:

"Please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please...!" x3

"It's possible, it's possible..." In his repeated pleas, Pochi slowly lost himself.

I finally agreed to everyone's request and changed my clothes in no time.

Before the three of them appeared a pink-haired girl wearing a sailor-style long dress, timidly slumped on the tatami mat.

She seemed no different from any other teenage girl, except that she had a frightened expression on her face, and her obviously gloomy aura diminished her attractiveness.

“…So cute!” The three of them couldn’t help but praise Pochi’s outfit.

"Wow, that's amazing! Look at the camera!" Kita's eyes lit up as he leaned closer with his phone.

“Um… taking photos…” Pochi stammered, wanting to refuse, but because of his personality, he still couldn’t bring himself to say it.

If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have run away from Momoi Taro; I should have let him train me.

She couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Ai Yin also leaned in with her phone, saying, "Wow, that's amazing! I want one too. If you don't like it, you should definitely refuse."

She wanted to refuse, but she just couldn't bring herself to say it.

Hongxia crossed her arms and nodded: "That's right, Pochi-chan is very cute."

Kita quickly turned around and replied, "Because Heike is so bizarre, I almost forgot she was a girl."

"Hey!" Ai Yin shouted, which was a bit much, wasn't it?

"Um... can I take it off now?" Pochi trembled all over, trying his best to muster all his courage to return to his original state.

"Wait. Wait." Hongxia quickly stopped her, glanced at Boqi, and said, "Right! Comb your bangs up too, that will definitely make you even cuter."

Kita also noticed the bangs. "Did you grow them out on purpose?"

"Ah...no, I'm afraid to get a haircut, that's why it's so long."

"Eh? I'm so envious. I deliberately let it grow for a long time to get it this long." Aine touched her sideburns and chuckled, "But I think they're cute no matter which one you choose."