However, aside from some abstract traits belonging to band girls, the BanG Dream pool basically only contained music-related skills, which clearly didn't have anything Kamijou Mutsuki needed.
Therefore, if he wanted to exchange something from the system that could heal his body, he could only wait for a new pool to open later, or try his luck in the standard pool.
That said, Kamijou Mutsuki wasn't in a hurry.
After all, if he couldn't play the violin, then so be it—how could that be as interesting as filming MyGO!!!!! right now?
Wasn't it fine to just honestly be a streetlight ornament?
With his family background, was he really going to starve?
Of course, if possible, Kamijou Mutsuki still hoped to repair his body as soon as he could. After all, having combat power that couldn't even beat a single Soyo was genuinely embarrassing.
But it was still too early. MyGO!!!!! had only just aired its first episode, and the "Houbun value" wasn't very high yet.
That said, with two episodes airing back-to-back tomorrow, it should be able to give Kamijou Mutsuki a pretty big burst of coins.
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Time quickly came to the afternoon of the next day. Since it was Kamijou Mutsuki who had taken the initiative to invite them, naturally he wouldn't make the girls walk over themselves.
However, just as Kamijou Mutsuki was arranging cars to pick them up, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have missed someone.
Oh no—he forgot The Sakiko-sensei!
After all, ever since The Sakiko-sensei left the company that time, she hadn't contacted him again, and when everyone chatted on LINE yesterday, she was completely invisible the entire time.
Still, how could Kamijou Mutsuki possibly ignore her for something this fun?
"Capitalist With a Conscience: Sakiko-sensei, are you there?"
He immediately sent Sakiko a message on LINE.
"Sakiko: What is it?"
Looking at the message Kamijou Mutsuki had sent, Miss Saki didn't seem surprised—she just let out a somewhat helpless sigh.
After all, it seemed she had learned her lesson from last time, and didn't clash head-on with Kamijou Mutsuki this time.
"Capitalist With a Conscience: Yesterday, all of us went to RiNG together for an amazing music party. All the band girls were there. Guess who didn't get invited?"
"Sakiko: ..."
That opening line immediately made The Sakiko-sensei unable to hold it together.
Good grief—was this some kind of band-girl discrimination?
"Capitalist With a Conscience: We sang together, chatted together, and even saw Tomori's adorable smile. Guess who didn't come?"
"Sakiko: What exactly are you trying to say?"
She had to admit her blood pressure was skyrocketing. This guy really knew how to mess with people mentally.
"Capitalist With a Conscience: To prevent The Sakiko-sensei from secretly crying little pearls at home by herself, I can very reluctantly let you come along today too~"
Where did this tsundere act even come from?
And a male tsundere was especially gross.
And she definitely wasn't secretly crying little pearls at home by herself!
"Sakiko: Sorry, I won't be going. You should invite someone else."
Wanting to cut herself off from her former friends, she naturally wouldn't participate in this kind of group hangout.
"Capitalist With a Conscience: Don't be like that, Saki-chan. My house is pretty big—come over and play together~"
"Capitalist With a Conscience: If you get tired, you can just sleep over. It's fine~"
Kamijou Mutsuki naturally wasn't going to let The Sakiko-sensei off that easily. After all, without her, the fun would be cut in half.
"Capitalist With a Conscience: Saki-chan, if you don't behave, I'll let Soyo come and take you away~"
The Sakiko-sensei, who had been about to keep refusing, froze with a stiff expression when she saw that.
She had to admit—Kamijou Mutsuki really had grabbed her by the Achilles' heel.
Just imagining her home address being exposed by Kamijou Mutsuki to Soyo, and then Soyo squatting outside her door every day, made Sakiko's scalp go numb.
"Sakiko: Don't tell her. I'll go!"
Faced with Kamijou Mutsuki's Soyo-based threat, The Sakiko-sensei ultimately chose to give in.
If Miss Soyo ever found out about this, she'd probably cry herself unconscious in her own big house, right?
After settling things with The Sakiko-sensei, Kamijou Mutsuki began waiting peacefully for the band girls to arrive.
Tomori and the others didn't make Kamijou Mutsuki wait long—they arrived before long.
Because their relationship hadn't gone that far, aside from Tomori having once come here to listen to Sakiko sing adult songs, the other girls didn't know that this large villa had once belonged to The Sakiko-sensei. This place… seemed like Saki-chan's house. Although Tomori felt puzzled inside, she didn't say anything.
"So you live in a place like this?"
Instead, Miss Anon clicked her tongue as she looked at Kamijou Mutsuki's big house.
Although she had known that this "rich dog" was wealthy, she hadn't expected him to be this rich.
After all, this was Tokyo, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. Living in a villa like this—well, the value alone was obvious.
"Don't touch things recklessly and make my house dirty."
Hearing Anon's words, Kamijou Mutsuki instinctively responded like this.
However, this reply only made the girl puff up her cheeks.
"Do you take me for a child?"
"Please, go ahead!"
As the girls entered the living room, Mutsumi also played the host, pouring them some black tea.
"You… really live together?"
Seeing Mutsumi act like the lady of the house—even though she had already guessed it yesterday—Anon still felt a strange unease in her chest.
"..."
Soyo rubbed her finger along the rim of her cup, trying to act indifferent.
Whether it was Kamijou Mutsuki or Mutsumi, it had nothing to do with her…
That's how it should have been.
So why did she feel so uncomfortable?
Was it because of Mutsumi?
Or because of Kamijou Mutsuki?
Or… both?
"You… aren't you two dating?"
Soyo, who had been tangled up in her own complicated feelings, immediately perked up at Anon's question.
Even Tomori's attention was drawn.
"No."
Several of the girls probably secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mutsumi is just my fiancée."
"I see… isn't that even closer than a girlfriend?"
Anon, realizing this, couldn't help teasing excitedly.
"That's true, but a fiancée doesn't equal a girlfriend."
Was he seriously playing word games with her?
"And besides, Mutsumi is my fiancée. Ano-chan, why are you getting so worked up?"
"Eh?"
Hearing that, Anon's face instantly turned red.
"Could it be… you…"
What was this guy trying to say? He wasn't misunderstanding, was he?
Seeing Kamijou Mutsuki's expression suddenly grow serious, Anon couldn't help swallowing hard.
She was just a little surprised—that was all. Nothing else.
"Not satisfied with targeting Tomori, now you've got your eyes on Mutsumi too?"
Kamijou Mutsuki seemed to see straight through the girl in front of him and warned her.
"Give up. I'm not letting Mutsumi go to you!"
"Ah?"
Anon didn't react at first, but soon her blush deepened even more—this time from anger. She shouted furiously: "Who's got their eyes on them?!"
Originally a bit shy, Anon now almost seemed to be gasping from anger.
When would people finally stop pigeonholing her as just a band girl?
Wait, this rumor seemed to have been started by this guy right in front of her!
As a result, the girl's gaze became dangerous.
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