Guitar, loneliness and the blue sea

Yusuke picked up the diving manual beside him, flipped through a few pages, and thought about it.

"Can I buy an underwater harpoon gun?"

He looks so handsome just thinking about it!

Iori gave a thumbs up.

One word, absolutely!

"Oh, good idea! But it might be a bit expensive, I'll go ask..."

"What are you asking! How can a novice use something like that!" Aina's voice came from the side. She seemed to have taken the phone, "Yusuke-kun, is your brain as abnormal as those two idiots?"

"Hey, Beiyuan, look, here are the pull-up swimming trunks that I have been longing for!" The person who said this was obviously Gengping.

It's true that my brain is not normal.

"Well, I'm just kidding. As for me, just buy a diving mask and flippers." Yusuke said.

"OK! Then let's buy it for you first."

"Okay, thank you."

Yusuke was about to hang up the phone, but was stopped again.

"Um...Yusuke-kun?"

"Hey, is it Senior Sister Hongxia?" He recognized her voice.

"Ah, yes! I want to ask you about your departure the day after tomorrow. How many people can your car hold?"

Taking a taxi is quite expensive in Japan, so don’t take one if you can.

"The back seat is quite spacious. It can accommodate four people in a squeeze. Including the co-pilot, it can carry a total of five people."

"Oh! That's good... Let me think about it... Then you can take charge of the four people in our band! It just so happens that the four of us... are also relatively petite, so we will definitely be able to sit down!"

"OK, by the way, you don't know how to bring musical instruments or anything, right?"

"Porchi-chan is going to bring a guitar. The guitar is her true body. Ryo should also bring a bass, but Kita probably won't. My word..."

Hongxia fell silent.

"Ah, I understand the drummer's pain," Yusuke said with a smile, "Although the trunk may be a little crowded, it should still be able to fit in. One more thing - who will sit in the co-pilot seat?"

"I want to sit!" Gengping's voice sounded from the side.

"Climb for me! Of course I'll sit down!" Iori was not to be outdone.

"Don't you bastard live in Grand Blue? Of course you have to set off with the seniors and the others, right?"

"Want to fight?"

"what???"

Those two people really quarrel over anything.

Yusuke smiled softly.

"This kind of thing doesn't matter at all, right? After all, we are all on the same flight in the end."

"Yes, and Kitahara, aren't you envious of others when you set off with the Furukawa sisters?" Kohei stated the undeniable truth.

When Iori thought about it, it seemed like the same thing!

"Forget it, I'll leave you with the opportunity to have close contact with Kita."

You won't have close contact at all...

So a virgin is really...

"Then, Yusuke, you don't have to come to pick me up. It's not a smooth journey. I can just walk to you in the morning." Kohei said.

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Yusuke let out a long sigh of relief.

The evening sun shone through the mottled bed around him, and the dust in the air was clearly visible, sprinkling on the suitcase in the center of the room.

"Although it's just a short trip, it's still quite exciting." Kasumigaoka Yusuke said to himself.

“Putting aside the drinking part, college life was really good.”

"Sure enough, after not falling in love, I feel much more relaxed -"

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of the room.

"Who?"

The boy who was not wearing pants looked around and there was no sign of pants, so he had to grab a bath towel at hand.

Who would come looking for me at this time?

Did Xiao Ai forget something?

"I, Liang." A deep female voice came from outside.

"Ryo? What's wrong? What's the matter?"

"I'm here to play with you, can you open the door?"

"..."

You really picked a bad time!

"wait a minute!"

Yusuke hurriedly hid Xiao Ai's suit under the bed, then found his spare clothing bag, and finally gathered together a outfit.

He put on his clothes and opened the door at the speed of light.

"good afternoon."

"Wow, Yusuke, you look so bad." Yamada Ryo stood at the door, still dressed neutrally and as cool as ever.

"Tsk, aren't you guys giving me a gift?"

Yusuke turned around and walked back to the desk, sat on the chair and started flipping through the safety manual.

Liang took the door to the door and followed in. Under the glow of the setting sun, his expression was calm.

"Hey, Yusuke, I have a question."

She stared at Yusuke's broad back.

"Can you be my boyfriend?"

...

This volume is over.

In the next volume, the Okinawa chapter officially begins! ! !

PS:

The group number is 155804115. It’s almost full. Hurry up.

Volume [-]: The Love War Returns

113 Girlfriend NO.18

"Can you be my boyfriend?"

Suddenly hearing Yamada Ryo say this, Kasumigaoka Yusuke, who was sitting on the transfer, was stunned for half a second, and then he made a sharp spin and almost threw the book in his hand.

What happened?

What happened last night when I cut off the piece?

Or are you in a strange dream now?

"Excuse me, what did you say?"

"I said, can you be my boyfriend?" Yamada Ryo repeated the previous question in the same calm tone.

Yusuke pulled his cheek.

"Hey, Liang, wait, why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

Her golden eyes sparkled, reflecting the setting sun.

"It's nothing, Yusuke, you don't have a girlfriend, right?"

"No."

"Then, I can be your girlfriend."

She looks serious!

"...No, why?"

When a beauty of Ryo Yamada's caliber confessed her love in such a forceful way, it was impossible for a normal boy to ask such a question. He probably blushed and then agreed.

But he is Kasumigaoka Yusuke!

He doesn’t want to fall in love!

He frowned with a confused expression.

Is it because I said some earthy love words yesterday?

"Well...that's it..."

Ryo pointed at Yusuke's messy bed.

"...It's a long story, can I sit down?"

"No...ah, you'd better not sit there...the sheets...that's not washed. Here, I'll give you a chair to sit on." Yusuke stood up, leaned against the wall, hugged his chest, and stacked his bare feet together. , I feel uneasy for no reason.

"Okay, thank you."

Ryo Yamada sat upright on his gaming chair, staring with burning eyes.

"The reason... is actually very simple: I can't write music, so I want to find inspiration."

"Oh..."

Yusuke opened his dry lips slightly, and he finally understood.

"Does sister's commission bother you?" He frowned.

Liang shook his head, "No, don't be so understanding. In fact, the four of us are very grateful to her for giving us this opportunity..."

"...But it's not that simple. Yusuke, are you familiar with our songs? Do you think we can make a qualified love animation ED at our level?" she asked seriously.

In fact, Yusuke had already discovered this problem when Kasumigaoka Shiyu first mentioned it to him.

"Well, if it's a song on the level of "Guitar, Loneliness and Blue Planet" or "I Want to Be a Constellation," I think it's pretty good, right?" He spread his hands.

"But those are not describing young love, and they are not in line with the style of "Sakura Encounter". In the final analysis, we have never written that kind of song, and we don't know how to write it." Liang replied calmly.

"Well... I think you shouldn't get too carried away. The ED doesn't have to completely fit the plot, as long as it can give people a sense of youth, right?" Yusuke shrugged.

The two looked at each other.

"Yusuke, you are compromising. I don't want to compromise. This animation is important to both you and Shiyu-san, right?"

"..."

Ryo looked at Bess in the corner of the room.

"Can I play it?"

"Please."

Ryo raised her legs wrapped in black pantyhose, picked up Yusuke's bass, plucked the four strings with her fingers, and played a dynamic Slap Solo.

Yusuke stared closely at her movements, which were freehand and relaxed, precise and elegant.

She must have been practicing bass since she was a child. Among the entire band, her strength must be no less than that of Pochi.

"Are you the one who composes the music in the group?" he asked.

"Yeah." Liang replied while playing and raising his head, his eyes as charming as silk.