Tokyo: Starting with the Gear-Conscious Male Gods!

Chapter 50 Love Circulation

At night, Sena Chiba and Yuta Shirakawa are on the train home.

Yuta Shirakawa was looking at something on his phone, while Sena Chiba, who was also holding her phone, kept glancing at him.

She felt as if she were meeting him for the first time, finding everything about him novel and exciting.

When Chiba Sena looked at Shirakawa Yuta once, Shirakawa Yuta suddenly looked up and met Chiba Sena's gaze.

Chiba Hoshina instinctively avoided the other person's gaze.

Seeing the other person frantically grabbing their phone in a self-deceptive manner, Shirakawa Yuta chuckled and said, "What are you hiding from?"

Chiba Sena blushed slightly and retorted, "Who hid? I didn't."

"Oh~" Shirakawa Yuta drawled out, with a hint of teasing in his voice, "Really? Who was that who was peeking the whole time? I'm so handsome, if you want to look, you can just look directly. There's no need to beat around the bush."

"Pah, narcissistic!"

Chiba Sena rolled her eyes, but still turned to ask, "Why do you know so much about contracts?"

Yuta Shirakawa scratched his head. Although he didn't really want the other person to know, since he had already asked Nozomi Mura to be his assistant, there seemed to be no need to hide it anymore. So he said:

"I was almost scammed when signing contracts before, nothing more, just practice makes perfect."

"A contract? You signed a contract? What contract?"

As expected, Chiba Sena grasped the core issue and asked with some curiosity.

Yuta Shirakawa raised an eyebrow and said smugly without any restraint, "Weekly Shonen Jump wanted to sign me to be their star performer, but I turned it down."

"Ha, bragging! You don't have to say if you don't want to."

Chiba Sena didn't believe Shirakawa Yuta's nonsense at all. Although she didn't watch anime much, she still knew the status of Weekly Shonen Jump in the manga industry. It was undoubtedly number one in terms of popularity. How could a magazine of this caliber sign an unknown newcomer as its mainstay?

Yuta Shirakawa looked at Sena Chiba, who had turned her face away, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face. He knew that if he told the truth, she might not believe him. Even if he did find out the truth from Nao Uemura, it wouldn't be considered that he was lying!

Just when Shirakawa Yuta thought that the conversation in the car was over, he suddenly heard a small sigh from the side.

Yuta Shirakawa turned his head to look at Sena Chiba, who was tilting her head and looking out the window, her face still showing a lingering sense of loss and regret that she couldn't hide.

He thought for a moment, then put the phone he had just picked up back in his pocket and asked, "What's wrong? Still reluctant to part with that contract?"

Chiba Sena shook her head: "No, it's just a little disappointing."

"Regret? Regret about what?"

Chiba Sena also turned around, made eye contact with Shirakawa Yuta for a second, and then looked away somewhat awkwardly.

"I regret that my first contract was a trap, I regret not having a custom-made single, I regret not having a solo EP, and I regret not having a big stage."

The girl's voice was very soft, so soft that it seemed as if she wasn't talking about her own affairs, but the emotions in it were exceptionally intense, so intense that Shirakawa Yuta felt that she was about to cry at any moment.

Yuta Shirakawa thought for a moment, then turned to Sena Chiba and asked, "Do you still have the guitar pick you used tonight with you?"

Chiba Sena was taken aback. Shouldn't she be comforting her at this moment? Why was she asking about guitar picks?

Although Chiba Sena was puzzled, she nodded and replied:

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Take it out and let me see it."

Chiba Sena took the guitar pick out of her backpack as instructed and handed it to Shirakawa Yuta.

The light blue pick has a slightly whitish tip that's been worn down, and it's noticeably thinner than the back.

Yuta Shirakawa tossed it in his hand, and a pale blue light screen appeared in his eyes.

[A blue pick filled with passion]

【Effects: 1. After equipping, musical skill reaches professional level; 2. Stamina +1.】

[Introduction: Love cannot overcome all difficulties, but passion can.]

Current status: Not owned.

Musical level?

Musical proficiency should include...music theory knowledge, right?

Yuta Shirakawa wasn't sure, but he decided to give it a try.

So he said to Chiba Sena, "How about I have this pick?"

Chiba Sena hesitated slightly. She had been using this guitar pick since she first learned to play. It wasn't that it was extremely precious, but it would be a lie to say that she had no feelings for it at all.

So Chiba Sena thought for a moment, then took out another black one from her bag and said to Shirakawa Yuta, "How about I give you a new one?"

Yuta Shirakawa shook his head: "I want this."

Chiba Sena hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly agreed, "Alright then, you can have it if you want it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the equipment status column in Shirakawa Yuta's eyes instantly changed from "never owned" to "owned".

Without hesitation, I chose the equipment.

Just like when he was equipped with paintbrushes and other equipment, a massive amount of music theory knowledge flooded into Shirakawa Yuta in an instant.

Yuta Shirakawa kept his eyes tightly closed, and only slowly opened them after a long while.

Their eyes met, filled with a mixture of confusion and worry. This time, the other woman didn't look away but asked, "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly close your eyes and stop talking?"

Yuta Shirakawa laughed:

"After receiving the guitar pick, a wonderful melody suddenly flashed into my mind, and I listened to it carefully for a moment. I decided to write it down and give it to you as a thank you for giving me the pick."

When Chiba Sena heard this, she thought Shirakawa Yuta was joking, so she didn't take it seriously and waved her hand, laughing lightly:

"No need, it's just a pick. You helped me so much tonight, consider this a thank you."

Yuta Shirakawa raised an eyebrow, asking in a tone that suggested he was looking forward to a good show, "Are you sure?"

But Chiba Sena didn't seem to care at all, nodding and saying, "I'm sure."

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

Yuta Shirakawa laughed helplessly. He had initially felt a little reluctant to help the other person when he saw their dejected look, but he didn't expect the other person to not want it.

Chiba Sena wasn't ungrateful; it was just that Shirakawa Yuta hadn't shown any musical knowledge in normal times. Last time they watched a variety show together, he even mistook a violin for an erhu, making it hard for her to believe him.

By the time the two got home, it was almost eleven o'clock. It's no wonder that Chiba Daio was worried and asked Yuta to look after them.

After washing up, Shirakawa Yuta sat down at that familiar table again, but this time he was writing a song, a song he had thought of on the train—"Renai Circulation".