The next day was a sunny day, although it also came with the heat of the autumn tiger.

However, the good weather he was looking forward to before going to bed came as he wished, and Iwahashi Shinichi was still happy in his heart, feeling that everything he wanted to do today would come true, and something good would happen.

Life is hard, so I cherish such small happiness even more.

He dragged the sleeping bunk to the window to dry, rolled up the clothes he had changed from yesterday, and stuffed them into the washing machine outside the door. I brushed my teeth to the rumbling of the washing machine, brushed my hair in the mirror, and shaved my beard.

After breakfast, he opened the door, scooped out the messed wet clothes, and threw them into the spinning tank next door.

At half past eight, the phone rang.

Iwahashi Shinichi picked up the microphone, and it was Akihito Takeuchi calling. After a few pleasantries, Akihito Takeuchi asked him what time his part-time job would end today, and Shinichi Iwahashi replied, "Until half past five." ”

"Are you going to the Odyssey tonight?"

"Not going today. Iwahashi said. I looked at my watch and suddenly remembered the clothes that I hadn't taken out of the spun tank. When I was distracted, I heard Akihito Takeuchi say that he told his friend about last night.

From last night to now, this man's efficiency has been very fast. Shinichi Iwahashi likes people who are cheerful and crisp.

"The band has a rehearsal tonight, so if you have time, please go and see it. ”

Akihito Takeuchi told him on the phone when the band was rehearsing and where the rehearsal room was. Iwahashi Shinichi tore a cigarette case and drew a simple map on it as he listened.

There is nothing to hesitate about what has been said before.

After getting off work in the afternoon, he ate a ramen at a restaurant next to the station. Seeing that there was enough time, he followed the route Akihito Takeuchi told him and found the rehearsal room where the band was.

Shinichi Iwahashi is not a person who lives a two-point life every day, confined to the route of work and life, but when he has free time, he buys a travel brochure such as the "Tokyo Travel Guide" and takes a train or public bus to take a stroll around Tokyo with the mentality of a tourist traveling abroad.

This kind of browsing didn't make him like the city of Tokyo, but it helped him gradually learn to get used to it.

However, the tourist's perspective is fundamentally different from the perspective of life, and the tourist brochure tells him about famous spots and famous shops, but it does nothing to explore the "underground" of Tokyo.

The roads in Tokyo are intricate, and it took him a lot of effort to finally find the inconspicuous signboard of the "Yamada Building".

It is called a "building", and from the outside, it looks like a toy with a dozen blocks piled up, and the rehearsal room is located on the basement level of the Yamada Building.

Iwahashi Shinichi walked to the staircase that led to the underground, and after going down a few steps, the dim corridor extended to the right, and a door appeared in front of him. There was a knock on the door, but no one answered.

The sound of instrumental music oozing through the crack in the door. He stood outside the door and waited for a while, waited until the music stopped, and knocked again.

This time, the door opened, and a young girl's face popped out, "Excuse me?"

The girl has the fashionable long permed curly hair - girls all over the street are now chasing this kind of bubble noodle head, although in Iwahashi's opinion, this is similar to the wavy curly hair that was loved by middle-aged and elderly sisters and aunts in China in later generations.

But in this era when young people take this as a trend, I have seen a lot of it, and I think it is quite attractive.

Fashion is a cycle – so be it. I can't help it if I don't think so.

"My surname is Iwahashi," he reported to his house, "and there is a Takeuchi-san who asked me to come to Miss Amaya." ”

Masashi Amaya, this is the name of the contact mentioned by Akihito Takeuchi.

"Ahh ”

The girl raised her head and looked him up and down, "Is it Iwahashi-san from Odyssey?" Although it was a question, she didn't wait for him to answer, opened the door completely, and said with a smile, "Thank you for coming." ”

She is Maori Amatani.

After saying hello, Maori Amaya stood aside and let out the door, "Please come in." It's a bit messy, don't mind. ”

It's a rehearsal room, but in fact, it's more appropriate to say it's a warehouse.

The space in the basement is not small, enough to fill the four apartments where Iwahashi Shinichi lives now. But it was stacked with half-new furniture like sofa booths, like it was housed in a defunct bar, and only a third of the space was used by the band.

It's a bit of a mess, it's really not that she's being modest.

The name of the band is "Mimi Club", which seems to be a name with an unknown meaning that comes up with a beat in the head after getting drunk. The composition of the troupe is complex, there are as many as eight people, and it is estimated that the small stage will not be able to stand.

The lead singer is called Ryuya Ishii, tall, chic and beautiful, popular at first glance, or the kind that kills both men and women.

He was followed by guitarists Ritsuro Tokuno and Takuji Sakamoto, bassist Kensaku Okubo, who also served as the band's captain, drummer Yoshishi Sakaguchi, and mascot Yasuhide Onoda – Ryushi Ishii claimed to be the band's "spiritual symbol".

Spiritual Symbolism...... All right.

Such a quirky band made Iwahashi a little worried about what kind of fame they would make.

Coupled with Maori Amaya, who was the first to know as a backup dancer and percussion instrument, Shinichi Iwahashi greeted each other. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...... At this time, the voice of the eighth person sounded in the corner, "Iwahashi-san, long time no see." ”

Shin's eyes of Iwahashi turned to the red sofa leaning against the corner, behind the electronic keyboard, and on it sat a girl with a combed ball head and eyebrows that were somewhat similar to Ryu Ishii.

"Is that you?"

Seeing her face, a somewhat faint figure appeared in Iwahashi Shinichi's mind. I vaguely remembered that not long ago, she came to the store with a friend of Akihito Takeuchi, and at that time, she took the initiative to invite him, who was a waiter, to dance.

"Please forgive me for being inconvenient to get up and say hello. ”

The girl's right foot is still bandaged. In fact, it is said that it is a girl, she is always twenty-four or five years old, and compared with the same age as Iwahashi Shin, and the demeanor is still a little childish, it should be said that it is a woman.

The girl, or rather the young woman, introduced herself to him, her name was Minako Ishii, and she was Ryuya Ishii's own sister - the genes were really clear at a glance. According to her, the foot injury was sprained while going hiking with a friend.

And so on –

Iwahashi Shinichi was a little confused, and suddenly felt as if something was not quite right.

This quirky band has two girls, Maori Amaya and Minako Ishii, as backup dancers. Now Minako Ishii has injured her foot, so I thought of asking him to come over and fight on her behalf.

A mysterious band with two female dance partners is now looking for a man to be the female dancer. What is this? Do you want him to dress as a woman?

Are you kidding.

He, Iwahashi Shinichi, is starving to death, and he jumps from here, and he won't wear women's clothes for a mere 600 yen per hour-