Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 470 Flower Valley Spoiler

The second floor of a high-end apartment building next to the old single-family wooden house.

"Change the strings on your guitar?"

In front of the huge magic mirror floor-to-ceiling window, Amemiya Masahira squatted on the ground, holding a small telescope, and observing the situation in the bedroom opposite intently like a reconnaissance scout.

"That thing next to it seems to be a speaker and a microphone."

In the telescope, Kitahara Kento replaced the strings of his guitar one by one, stood up and walked towards the corridor.

"Why did you suddenly buy speakers and microphones?" Amemiya Masahira put down the telescope, frowned slightly, and was confused.

She continued to observe carefully.

Not long after, the little girl named Kaiji ran into Kitahara Kento's room with an excited look on her face, unpacked the microphone box, and sang towards the speaker. Amamiya Masahira quickly realized that the speaker and microphone were probably bought for Kaiji.

Immediately afterwards, under her nose, Haiji took out Kitahara Kento's mask from the closet. The two of them talked about something, and Kitahara took the mask away and took Haiji out of the bedroom.

The lights were not turned off, and the second floor next door was still brightly lit.

Amemiya Masahira, who couldn't figure it out, was still confused.

“That should be the sound system.”

  She muttered to herself, "What's the point of buying speakers and microphones? Are you going to sing at home? Have you finished the anniversary celebration?

About half an hour later, Kitahara Kento returned to the bedroom on the second floor. Amamiya Masahira hurriedly looked over.

Kitahara Kento from next door put the microphone into the storage bag of his guitar, then put on the guitar bag, picked up the speaker with one hand, and walked to the door. The light suddenly went dark, and he turned off the light and left.

"He plans to go out with his guitar, microphone and speakers?" Amemiya Masahira also took action immediately, walked quickly out of the secret observation room, came to the window of the living room, opened the curtains a little, and secretly observed the street outside.

Soon, she saw Kitahara Kento pushing a bicycle with a guitar on his back on a community road under the street lights. Haiji was sitting in the front seat, and the stereo was tied tightly to the back seat with a rope.

"Go sing outside?!"

Amemiya Masahira was stunned, watching Kitahara Kento pushing his bicycle farther and farther away below.

Coming to her senses, she trotted to the door almost without thinking, quickly changed her shoes, opened the door and went out.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Sister Qian coming out of the elevator. Sister Qian was holding a large bag of fresh vegetables and fruits, as if she was here to replace the ingredients for her cooking lessons.

"Miss, are you going out?" Takeshita Akane stopped and was stunned for a moment, then asked.

"It's too late, hurry up and catch up." Amemiya Masahira trotted forward and pulled Sister Akane's sleeve.

"Wait, wait. Where are we going?" Akane Takeshita was a little confused by the sudden development.

"It's very cold outside, miss, please put on your coat before going out! And if you go out like this, what if someone recognizes you? And the door is not closed yet." Akane Takeshita said hurriedly.

"Wait for me twenty seconds!" After saying that, Takeshita Akane rushed to the door. When she came out in the blink of an eye, she had already carried a pile of clothes. She hooked her foot and slammed the door shut. Then, while running, she deftly put on a coat for Amemiya Masahira, who was only wearing a thin sweater.

He ran to the parking lot, opened the door and got in the car. Amemiya Masahira, who was sitting in the passenger seat, pointed in a direction. Takeshita Akane, who was sitting in the driver's seat, nodded. He started the car with a clean and neat movement, stepped on the accelerator, and followed.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when the city was bustling at night, a white car was following a bicycle on the sidewalk from a distance.

inside the car.

Akane Takeshita looked at the target in front of her from afar and murmured, "It's so cold, and they still want to perform on the street? It's too late to go to the police station to apply for a street performance land permit.

Amemiya Masahira didn't say anything, just kept looking at the bicycle in the distance.

Akane Takeshita glanced over and noticed the young lady's expression, which seemed a little lonely, like someone gazing at the stars late at night and lost in reminiscence.

She followed the young lady's line of sight and looked forward, her aim right at Kitahara Kento's sister who was sitting on the bike seat - Kitahara Kento was pushing the bike, her sister was holding the handlebars, swinging her legs lively, and the young lady was watching her silently.

Akane Takeshita immediately empathized with the young lady and couldn't help wondering: When they were young, did Kitahara Kento ever give the young lady a ride on his bicycle? Considering their ages at the time, it probably never happened.

Akane Takeshita didn't dare to say a word, she kept her mouth shut and followed the target closely.

They followed the group until they were near the station. In the distance, Kitahara Kento stopped his bicycle and lifted the girl off the saddle. It suddenly dawned on Takeshita Akane that they wanted to perform near the station. They did not need to apply for land occupation permit in advance, as long as the station staff agreed.

"We're here. This is it." Kitahara Kento stopped the car and lifted his daughter out of the seat like a kitten.

"follow me."

He called Hanatani and went to the service window of the station staff. An older man was sitting at the service window. Kitahara Kento pulled down his mask to reveal his face, then picked Hanatani up, revealing a small head so that the people inside could see. Hanatani looked at him with a smile.

"Hello, my sister and I are performing near the station tonight. Is that convenient?"

The staff took a quick look and saw a very handsome young man and a very cute and pretty girl. Both of them were dressed very neatly and did not look like troublesome people, so he nodded in agreement readily.

It was done simply, Kitahara Kento thanked him and left with Hanatani.

In fact, you don't have to tell them or not, and you don't even need to apply for a land occupation permit. Just don't go to a busy place like the entrance of a big shopping mall, because the patrolmen usually don't bother to ask. Many street performers who are tempted to do this have done this before, but Kitahara Kento considers that as a professional chess player, he is at least a semi-public figure, so for the sake of insurance, it is better to be safe.

After finding a place with relatively low traffic, Kitahara Kento, who was already familiar with the place, placed the speaker on the ground, plugged in all the lines, then handed the microphone to his daughter who was looking at him without blinking, and then picked up the guitar.

"Start?" he motioned to his daughter.

"Is that all?" Hua Gu asked excitedly.

"What do you think? Do we have to burn incense and take a bath on the spot? Just pick up the microphone and sing."

Hua Gu thought for a moment and said, "Why doesn't Dad wear a mask?"

Kitahara Kento, who only wore a mask and a hat to keep warm, glanced at his daughter, plucked the strings to hear the pitch, and asked back, "Why should I wear a mask?"

Hua Gu pouted and said in a jealous tone, "Dad wears a mask when he sings with other girls, but why doesn't he wear a mask when he sings with Haiji?"

Kitahara Kento was speechless. Is jealousy an innate instinct for women regardless of age? Is this acceptable?

"Doesn't this make you seem special? This is a unique treatment that no one can compare to." Kitahara Kento said perfunctorily.

Although the tone he heard was rather perfunctory, Hanatani was barely satisfied with the answer.

Hua Gu cleared his throat, looked around without any shame, walked back and forth, stood here, then there, trying to find the most conspicuous position.

While waiting for his daughter to choose a seat, Kitahara Kento took out his cell phone and read a message that had just been sent.

"Aibu Aoi: I heard that the plan for the anniversary celebration has been initially drawn up. Onii-chan and Onei-chan, will you sing on stage together?"

The Onei-chan in the text message was naturally Takanari Sufu. Kitahara Kento put away his phone, feeling helpless. Last time in Sapporo, Aoi Aibu's grand arrangement didn't work, and now he hasn't given up.

"Are you ready?" he asked Huagu.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to buy something." Hua Gu suddenly said while looking at the store not far away, with a very surprised expression on his little face.

Kitahara Xianren was surprised and asked, "What are you buying?"

"You'll know soon, Onii-chan." Hanatani ran away.

Kitahara Kento was puzzled, watching his daughter run to the store's stall, her little face staring at the mask rack at the door, turning it over and over to study it carefully. Soon, she reached out and took down an ordinary white mask, quickly paid for it, and ran towards him.

Hanaya stopped in front of him and jumped on the spot happily holding up the mask.

"Ding~Ding-Ding~~"

"Why, you want me to wear it?" Kitahara Kento said helplessly, "This one is a little small, do you have a bigger one?"

"No!" Hua Gu looked at his father meaningfully and asked, "Do you want to hear the spoiler?"

Spoiler? Kitahara Kento was slightly stunned for a moment, and Hanaya said immediately: "This mask is the second mask that Dad will collect in the future! The style is exactly the same!"

"But this one is small and that one is big. The big one is also sold in the store, I bought the small one." Hua Gu quickly added.

Kitahara Kento stared at the white mask in his daughter's hand. Hanaya said with a smile, "Dad's important future collection is suddenly in your hands. Do you have an indescribable wonderful feeling in your heart?"

"It's like." Hua Gu thought for a moment and compared it to: "A girl who has never been in love got the engagement ring of her future husband in advance?"

Kitahara Kento retracted his attention and said helplessly: "Can you use a boy as an example?"

Hua Gu thought about it again and said, "Then Dad is like a boy who has never been in love and got the engagement ring of his future husband in advance."

Kitahara Kento's forehead was full of black lines. He plucked the strings with his fingers, turned his head and ignored the little naughty boy who was talking nonsense.

(End of this chapter)