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

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Urged on by Taro, the four members of the Dong Brothers changed into sportswear that fit their body sizes perfectly, some slowly, some quickly, some decisively, and some absentmindedly.

Then, led by Taro, they arrived at the foot of a mountain.

The four of them lined up, watching Taro and waiting for him to explain the specific training.

Incidentally, Rakuna didn't seem very willing, but Taro still managed to drag her over.

Taro held a wooden stick of moderate thickness in his hand, calmly pointing it at a mountain about five stories high behind him, and said calmly:

“This mountain was hard for me to find. It’s not that steep, but it’s very high.” He waved the wooden stick, making a strange sound as it touched his palm.

"This mountain is basically flat and you can take a detour, so you don't need to worry too much afterward. Just follow my instructions."

Watching Taro confidently talking at the foot of the mountain, not only Aine but everyone else had a very ominous feeling.

However, they couldn't stop Momoi Taro's eloquent speech. He confidently declared, "Now, you're going to run from the foot of the mountain to the top, and then run back down—here you go! Attendants! Get ready!"

"Huh? —" x3

Aine, Hailin, and Nyanmeng were all shocked, and Rakuna stared at Taro in confusion.

Everyone questioned Taro's reckless decision, which led to the scene at the beginning.

However, everyone knew that opposition was ineffective, and in the end they all had to succumb to Momoi Taro's tyranny.

After they finished warming up, Taro led the four members of the Dong Brothers group ahead and slowly ran along the mountain path, while Momoi Taro followed behind them with a wooden stick.

"Hahaha—what a useless servant! Run faster!" Taro mercilessly swung the wooden stick in his hand and whipped the slowest runner, Meowme, on its butt.

"It hurts!" Miao Meng jumped up and down in a panic, but she didn't dare to turn around. She knew that if she did, Momoi Taro would spank her buttocks.

But this also solidified her resolve: she would leave the group. She absolutely had to leave; she couldn't get along with this extraordinary person, Momoi Taro.

"Hahaha—don't stop! Swing your arms wider! Raise your legs higher! Take short, quick steps!" Momoi Taro ran behind them, shouting as he told them the tricks of running:

"On a hilly slope, taking smaller steps is faster and saves more energy—and pay attention to your breathing! Breathing is a very important part of building endurance. Proper breathing can help you conserve energy."

Seeing that Meowmon's speed had returned to normal, Taro nodded in satisfaction, then said in his normal tone while running:

"Running is the best way to build endurance, and running on mountain trails is even better for building stamina. As long as you find the right breathing technique, you can maximize your physical strength."

"Right now, you don't have the stamina to sustain an hour of live performance. Finding the right breathing technique during this run is the purpose of the exercise!"

Taro shouted loudly, urging them to quicken their pace. After running for a while, Meowme couldn't help but raise her hand and shout loudly, asking:

"General! Now that you've found the right breathing method, can we stop and rest?"

Upon hearing Meow Dream's question, Taro gave an extremely kind smile and answered decisively, "No way!"

"How could this happen—" Miao Meng couldn't help but let out a mournful cry. Although Miao Meng was the tallest of the four, she was the weakest in terms of physical strength.

Along the way, Miaomeng had been hit by Taro's stick quite a few times. He really didn't care and would really hit her if he had a stick.

Thanks to this, none of them had the idea of ​​slacking off.

"Hahaha—faster! Faster!"

Urged on by Taro, the four members of the Dong brothers managed to complete the mountain climb—of course, in the end, Taro carried them down the mountain with one hand and two people on his back.

In a small room at a hotel at the foot of the mountain, Taro addressed four people kneeling on the floor:

"Your physical strength is too weak!" Taro paced around the group, bluntly pointing out what he considered to be a fact: "Your current condition is not good, not good at all!"

"It's obvious that the general's requirements are too high..." Compared to the legendary bass mercenary, the psionic cat, and the Yuqiu sports champion, Meow Dream was being tormented a bit.

After all, she was just a drummer and didn't have the same strength as them.

“Yeah, besides, does a live performance really require this level of stamina…” Even Aine couldn’t help but complain.

“Ordinary bands don’t need that,” Taro said confidently, arms crossed and head held high. “But we’re going to be the number one band in Japan, so it’s only natural that we need to reach that level!”

"Otherwise, we won't be able to remain composed after the live performance!" Taro concluded the topic with an unquestionable tone.

"Alright, I've prepared a medicinal bath for you in your room. That should help relieve some muscle fatigue. Soak for thirty minutes. In the meantime, I'll prepare dinner for you."

He then announced in an extremely calm tone: "Next, after dinner, go and change into the swimsuits I prepared for you."

Renai seemed to be enjoying herself, and went to one of the rooms without any delay. Perhaps she thought this was a fun game. Besides, her grandmother had told her to listen to Taro more often.

Aine and Meowme's faces were full of dissatisfaction, but they still quickly left. Faced with this tyrannical Momoi Taro, they had no intention of resisting.

However, Aine blushed unusually, feeling a mix of indignation and shyness.

Taro, honestly, if you wanted to see it, just say so. It's not like I wouldn't let you see it. If you had told me earlier that there was this segment, I would have gone to prepare my killer swimsuit myself.

In short, Aine left the room with a little regret.

Finally, it was Hai Ling's turn. She stood steadily in the room, looking at Momoi Taro, and asked, "After completing these training sessions, will I gain your trust?"

"Trust isn't that simple!" Taro didn't offer empty promises but instead directly refuted her words, his gaze towards Hailing carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"Besides, you're too obsessed with trust. A person who tries too hard to gain the trust of others will never gain their trust."

"I don't understand what you're saying..." Hai Ling stared blankly at Taro, hoping to get an answer from him.

“Trust isn’t such a simple thing…” Taro shook his head, then calmly said, “Well then, you guys are going on vacation soon, right? I’ll think of something then. For now, let’s finish the training—”

Hai Ling gave Taro another deep look, then said nothing more and left the room.

After Taro prepared a sumptuous dinner for them, he took them to the so-called 'pool'.

"This... doesn't look like a swimming pool at all." Aine pointed tremblingly at the swimming pool in front of her.

They were all wearing one-piece swimsuits and stood in the positions designated by Taro. Aine looked at Taro with resentment. The one-piece swimsuits not only failed to enhance her charm, but also completely exposed the disadvantages of her figure.

She looked enviously at Miaomeng and Hailing, who were also wearing one-piece swimsuits but looked incredibly hot, and gritted her teeth in resentment...

Meow Dream noticed Aine's clenched teeth expression and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. Aine—completely defeated.

Hai Ling tilted her head in confusion, wondering why Miao Meng suddenly started chuckling beside her.

Returning to what they saw, what lay before them was a vast lake. The only part that could be considered a swimming pool was a water ladder at the edge. It couldn't really be called a swimming pool by any measure.

"Ah, I set this up this morning. After all, the pool level is not enough for training."

Taro spoke very casually, but the other three members of the Dong Brothers' group twitched at the corners of their eyes.

Although they already knew that Momoi Taro was outrageous, they still underestimated how outrageous he was.

"You can all swim, right?" Taro asked, and the three of them nodded. Rakuna tilted her head and said, "Water, I hate it."

"Then you'll wear a swimming ring—" Taro produced a children's swimming ring from somewhere, put it on her, and calmly instructed:

"You! Now get into the water and swim freely, that's all!"

Aine looked at Taro with some suspicion. Was it really that simple? This didn't seem to be the same level of difficulty as the training that afternoon.

However, she obediently held onto Lena, who was reluctant to go into the water, and then went into the water with everyone else. The group swam slowly.

Taro stood on the shore, holding a steel rod, and shouted loudly, "Don't dawdle! Swimming training can enhance your cardiopulmonary function and greatly improve your endurance."

He then changed the subject, saying, "But! Swimming like this, dawdling around, is pointless! Are you here to have fun, swimming so leisurely?"

The three of them remained unmoved. The afternoon's run up the slope had already exhausted them considerably. Although Taro's medicinal bath was very effective, their bodies were still fatigued, and it would be too much to ask them to swim quickly on their own.

Suddenly, Lena, who had been dawdling and reluctant to move in the water, seemed to sense something and quickly began to paddle, increasing her swimming speed.

"You guys! If you keep dawdling like this, the sharks will catch up with you!" Taro, standing on the shore, shouted angrily, carrying his steel rod. "Hurry up! Be faster!"

Aine was taken aback by Taro's words. She continued swimming forward, her face stiff as she looked at Taro, her expression a mixture of tears and hope. "Hey, Taro, you're joking, right? You must be joking."

Taro didn't answer, but instead gave a healthy and cheerful smile before turning his gaze to Aine's back.

Aine turned her head, trembling, to look behind her. The jet-black dorsal fin stood upright behind her, slowly approaching the three of them.

Noticing Aine's unusual behavior, both Miaomeng and Hailing turned their gazes behind them.

The three of them moved in perfect unison, turning their heads forward and then frantically paddling their limbs, swimming forward with all their might.

"Why are there sharks here?!" Ai-yin's mournful cry echoed throughout the entire hotel.

Taro, with his usual healthy and cheerful smile, replied naturally, "Of course, I caught it from the sea this morning. Don't worry, I'll take it back with me later."

"Who would worry about these things!" x4

Even Rakuna couldn't help but break through the defense, but this wasn't the time to criticize the god-like Momoi Taro. They just swam desperately, trying to get away from the shark.

Taro stood on the shore, watching with great satisfaction as they darted about in the water. Every now and then, he would use a stick to shoo back any members who tried to climb out of the lake.

The training hasn't even reached its full potential yet, so how can we end it prematurely?

However, Momoi Taro wasn't some kind of devil, so naturally he wouldn't let his band members get hurt. Every time a shark was about to catch up with them, he would hold a pebble in his hand and flick it with his finger.

His superhuman strength would cause the shark pain, causing it to change its target and chase after another shark.

However, there is no doubt that today is a day of suffering for the four members of the Dong Brothers group.

Ganbatte, Dong Brothers Group!

After one hour--

The other four members of the Dong Brothers group slumped on the shore, panting heavily, their physical strength pushed to the limit by Momoi Taro.

Taro looked at the slumped-down figures with great satisfaction and nodded slightly.

The Dong Brothers have all survived—congratulations!

That’s weird!

In episode 55 of "Don," Wakaba Mutsu will definitely stop Toyokawa Shoko.

Sitting in his seat, even though it was during class time, Wakaba Mutsu's attention was clearly not on the teacher or what the teacher was saying.

She casually propped her cheek with her hand, her lowered eyelids obscuring most of her eyes, and the only remaining glimpse of her gaze fell on the cap of her ballpoint pen.

In front of her was a blank sheet of paper. Academic performance at Tsukimori School wasn't the only factor; the teachers weren't particularly strict about classroom discipline. Wakaba Mutsu had ample time to think.

How can we help Xiang get out of this predicament? She's like someone sinking into a quagmire; if we act rashly...

Ye Mu's thoughts didn't continue, but the unspoken meaning was clear. After careful consideration, Motis replied:

"I don't know! But this is not an easy thing."