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

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Perhaps, if she showed her true self, she could gain trust? That's what she thought.

However, the moment the thought crossed her mind, a suffocatingly cold feeling assaulted her body and mind.

She was terrified...

What she feared was not anything else, but her so-called true self.

Hai Ling knows better than anyone what her true self is really like.

She looked out the car window, and the scenery outside seemed to evoke memories of her days in that band.

In that band, I was showing my true self, but what was the result?

Betrayal. Bloody, the most tragic betrayal.

Just when she was about to get on the right track, she was kicked off, and even now, Hailing still harbors a lingering fear of that.

There, I revealed my truest self—a naked desire for control, an absurd obsession with directing, a demanding personality, and a relentless pursuit of perfection within the band.

Looking back now, I can't seem to accept my past self. In other words, the idea of ​​gaining trust by showing my true self doesn't work for me.

Momoi Taro can do this because his true self is beautiful, while someone like herself... She shook her head, banishing these thoughts from her mind.

but……

Hai Ling withdrew her gaze from the window and fixed her eyes on Momoi Taro.

Controlling tendencies... Momoi Taro doesn't seem to have that, so let's skip that.

In terms of his tendency to instruct, Taro Momoi surpasses even myself. Whenever someone does something unsatisfactorily, he'll step in and tell them how to do it, completely disregarding their wishes.

His strict personality goes without saying; he would point out any shortcomings in what others did immediately, and the same applies to his pursuit of excellence in the band.

However, even she could clearly know that everyone in the band deeply trusted Taro Momoi.

What exactly is it that I'm lacking...?

"Hailin, Hailing." Taro's voice woke Hailing from her reverie.

The car stopped at some point, and Taro looked at her frankly: "We've arrived. It's time to go."

"Ah... um." Hai Ling composed herself and got out of the car. Taro glanced at her, took a package from the trunk, and said, "Here you go," while Hai Ling looked on blankly.

After saying that, he placed the box in his hand into Hailing's hand. The box was unusually heavy, causing Hailing's hand to sink slightly, and she was almost knocked over by the sudden weight.

Fortunately, her previous experience as a mercenary allowed her to stabilize her body without much effort.

However, the thing in my hand was indeed very heavy.

"What...does this mean?" Hai Ling looked at Momoi Taro with a puzzled expression, her eyes narrowing.

"You've been watching for so long, why don't you give it a try? Or do you need more preparation time?"

"No, no need." To be honest, since the places Momoi Taro delivered to were mostly people he knew, he wasn't really sure how well he had done.

However, he demonstrated the process very clearly. Although I don't know what the point of doing all this is.

However, Momoi Taro's words are probably true, and besides, it doesn't seem that difficult...

Hmm? Have I unknowingly come to trust him so much? Perhaps I should figure out why I trust him in the first place, and then I can earn his trust in return?

Lost in thought, she walked toward her destination. It was an apartment building, but Hailing didn't care much about that; she just wanted to finish her task as quickly as possible.

This time, it was Momoi Taro who followed Hai Ling. Hai Ling walked to the target house, carrying a rather heavy delivery box, and rang the doorbell.

"Ding dong, ding dong."

"The package has arrived. Is anyone home?" Hai Ling called out in a hoarse voice.

There was no response from inside the house. Hai Ling turned to look at Momoi Taro with pleading eyes.

"Keep pressing! The customer's reservation time is this time, they'll definitely be home!" Taro commanded in an unquestionable voice, "Continue!"

Hai Ling continued to press the doorbell as instructed.

"Ding dong, ding dong"

"The package has arrived! Please sign for it!" Hai Ling shouted loudly, seemingly unconvinced. Perhaps she was getting impatient, because a irritable female voice came from inside: "There's no one here!"

Hailin looked at Taro with pleading eyes once again. Taro smiled, turned around, and left.

Hai Ling, unaware of what was going on, followed Taro away.

Soon, the two arrived at the next guest's room, and Hailing rang the doorbell again: "Express delivery, please sign for it."

After calling for a while, the door finally opened, and a middle-aged man came out, saying somewhat impatiently, "So slow! I'm getting impatient."

"No, it was clearly you..." Hai Ling was about to argue with the other party when Taro stepped forward, pressed her shoulder, and handed her the delivery slip: "Please sign or stamp it."

The man took out the seal, made some changes, and then asked Hai Ling, "Is there a problem? Huh? You idiot!"

After saying that, the man slammed the door shut and entered. Hai Ling clicked her tongue, turned around, and left.

……

"Is this the last one?" Hai Ling looked at the heaviest item in the trunk. She knew its weight very well, having handled it herself before.

I don't know what it is, but it's really heavy...

"Yes, that's the last shipment for today. After that, we can go practice," Taro replied calmly.

"You really have a lot of energy," Hai Ling said, leaning wearily against the passenger seat. She looked at Momoi Taro and asked, "Is this your daily work routine?"

"Today's work was quite easy." Taro's expression remained unchanged as he calmly answered her question.

"Taro, what does trust mean to you? What do you think I need to do to gain your trust?" Hai Ling hesitated for a long time before deciding to ask the person in question directly.

"Is what you really want my trust?" Taro answered her calmly. Hai Ling was slightly touched. Was what she wanted Taro Momoi's trust? It didn't seem so.

What I really want is control of the band, to be part of my own band, to be able to vent all my emotions and irresponsibly rely on it, just like in the past.

"What I want, I can easily get as long as I have your trust." She came to this conclusion: "I want to get control of the band."

She believed in Momoi Taro; by his side, she didn't need to hide her desires.

"No way!" Taro firmly rejected her words: "Even if you have my trust, you still can't do this well!"

"Why?" Hailing couldn't understand at all: "Everyone trusts you so much, if you just say I can come, I can...?"

"No way!" Taro once again loudly rejected Hailin's words.

“If you just speak up—” Hai Ling became even more excited.

"Didn't you try it? About Renai's matter." Taro's words felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over Hailing.

At first, Taro entrusted me with the task of bringing Rakuna over to practice, and also asked me to teach Rakuna how to use a mobile phone.

What happened in the end? She lowered her head and thought about it. She didn't know why, but Ryuna had been hiding from her. After that, she completely handed over the team to Chihaya Aine.

“If you really want to be a manager, you can’t do it without the whole band believing in you.” Taro stopped the car and looked at her seriously, saying, “Right now, you’re completely incapable!”

After Taro finished speaking, he opened the car door and got out. Hai Ling hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt and followed him out: "But, if I start managing things, maybe I'll gain everyone's trust."

"You've got it backwards!" Taro effortlessly lifted the last delivery box and placed it in Hailing's hands. Hailing's shoulders slumped, but she still struggled to hold the box up.

"It's not that you become someone who leads everyone that makes you worthy of their trust," Taro calmly retorted. "It's that you become someone who leads everyone by gaining their trust!"

Hai Ling remained silent, walked to the door, and pressed the doorbell of the corresponding room, number 02 on the 17th floor, according to the address on the express delivery slip.

After Hai Ling calmly explained her purpose to the customer, the customer told her to wait a moment, as he would be coming down shortly.

So, Hailin and Taro waited in front of the door. Perhaps because the conversation had been a little intense, neither of them intended to continue talking.

And so it remained silent, utterly silent...

After an unknown amount of time, the guest who had just spoken with Hailing came downstairs, his forehead covered in beads of sweat.

"Um, excuse me,"

The man said somewhat embarrassedly, "Could you please help me bring it up?"

"Yes, I understand." Hai Ling agreed readily. This kind of thing was quite common. Although it was a bit heavy, it wasn't unacceptable. Over sixty pounds, and with the elevator...

“My home is on the 17th floor. Thank you for your help.” The man bowed deeply. “However, I’m sorry, the elevator in this building is a little out of order today… so I’ll have to trouble you to carry the boxes up the stairs.”

"^...Huh?" As soon as the man said that, Hailing doubted her ears, wondering if there was something wrong with them.

Pour some black mud

Today I really broke down... I only realized today why I hate Xiangzi so much. The reason I hate Xiangzi is probably because I realized that I really am the same kind of person as Xiangzi. No matter what happens outside, it can't compare to a careless remark from a relative or friend, and then all I can do is break down and breathe on them.

I... hate myself.

Dong, Episode 48, let's practice! Ai Yin!

Finally, it was Momoi Taro who carried the package up to the 17th floor for the customer. Then the two of them returned to the courier company, returned the car, changed back into their own clothes, and officially went home.

Taro glanced at Hailin, who was still malfunctioning because of his words, and raised his head to ask, "Hailin, what time is it now?"

"It's 3:40 PM, there are still 50 minutes until practice starts." Hai Ling heard Taro's question, subconsciously took out her phone to check, and immediately and neatly reported the current time.

"Then, come with me to a place," Taro commanded firmly.

Hai Ling didn't particularly want to object to this forceful order, so she followed Momoi Taro to the Edogawa Musical Instrument Shop.

"Taro's practice room at RiNG has a pretty complete set of instruments, right? Do you still want to buy more?" Hai Ling was genuinely curious.

Taro Momoi doesn't seem like the kind of person with a strong collecting obsession. Unless he has a specific need, he probably wouldn't buy other different kinds of musical instruments.

"Could it be that there's a problem with the instrument's maintenance?" That was all she could guess.

"My instrument maintenance won't have any problems!" Taro confidently refuted Hailin's words, and as he spoke, he walked into the store: "I have a lot of things to buy!"

First, Taro picked out a pair of drumsticks and said to Hailing, "Ruomai has always worked very hard. I heard her practice last time. Although it was only a little bit, the drum sounded muffled. I checked the drum and there was no problem. It's probably just that her drumsticks have cracks that she can't see. Just in case, it would be better to replace the drumsticks."

"Taro seems to have given Ruomai drumsticks quite a few times." She glanced at Taro calmly, noticing that his expression hadn't changed.

"She practices the hardest in the band. Drumsticks are just consumables, so it's only natural that they'll be used up!"

Hai Ling nodded, still not offering any opinion on Taro's words. Then, Taro selected strings for Aine's guitar. As for Rakuna, she changed them frequently by herself, so Taro didn't need to worry about it.