Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

There is no other reason...just because after the class meeting, Mochizuki was appointed as the doorman of the maid restaurant, while Saki Kurihara was responsible for making omelette rice and fried noodles in the kitchen, acting as the head waiter among the maid group. Chef——

The conscience of heaven and earth, the people among the sloth fish actually fell into the abyss, turned into dragons and phoenixes, dormant in the small maid restaurant, it is really a bit embarrassing.

"Come on, Ali and Xiao Saki."

He gently patted Mochizuki Ri and Kurihara Saki on the shoulders, and the Slothfish fan who had always singled out the two children: The little president with dog eyes also smiled like a flower at this moment, with a serious expression:

"I will take some more photos for you! After all, this is also a beautiful memory between sloth fish~"

"Go away!"×2

.........

Difficult days will eventually come to an end.

At this moment, it is already [-]:[-] noon.

I finished the manuscript of "Chainsaw Man" with the little president Dog Eyes who was joking with me just now, and then accompanied Kurihara's mother to visit the Momoyama Garden grounds. In the blink of an eye, the bright sky was covered by Orange light fire lit.

.....it's time to go home.

Everything has come to an end for the time being, but for some reason, Mochizuki always feels that there is an inexplicable feeling of powerlessness in him that keeps surfacing.

Gently pushing Kurihara Saki's wheelchair, strolling along the path of Momoyama Garden, and embarking on the way home, the young man's tone was quite subtle:

"...Saki, there's something I suddenly want to ask you."

"what happened?"

The girl raised her bright red eyes:

"Is your question about the maid outfit, or about the sloth fish?"

"...That must be a sloth fish. In your mind, am I really the same as Sepi?"

"Is not it?"

Kurihara Saki frowned:

"Don't think I haven't noticed. Apart from holding study sessions and discussing concerts at my house recently, the most common thing you do is go see the Blue Bird Bodhisattva——"

"Ahem... I only look at it occasionally, it's not worth mentioning."

"You better be."

After giving the boy a blank look, the silver-haired girl didn't say anything, she just scratched her head gently:

"Anyway, I can't stand it now when I think about the class meeting... Who would have thought that before our school festival concert started, I would have to go to the maid restaurant to cook in the kitchen - you too, and... He has become a doorman, and he is getting more and more active."

"...There's nothing I can do. After all, it's the last school festival. I'd better try to help my classmates. Anyway, the big thing is the concert. As long as the concert goes well, everything will be fine."

That's it.

It was as if he had finally come to the most important concert... After a brief silence, the young man said slowly:

"...By the way, Saki, have you seen the latest messages from our fans?"

"I saw it, everyone went crazy together, and the atmosphere was so bad that I can't comment on it. I thought it was outrageous at first, but when I think about it, we are our fans, it doesn't seem so strange."

".......Ugh."

After sighing, the young man couldn't help but say:

"...We haven't released a new song for a long time. Why do we feel that the mental state of our fans is so outrageous?"

"You can recall how long it was. I don't want to point it out to you."

"Tsk... I was quite busy back then, but definitely not now."

Hearing Kurihara Saki's ulterior response, the young man couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead:

"After all, there is a concert coming up. If we don't come up with some new songs and perform on stage, I'm a little afraid that our fans will stab us both offline for showing our faces."

"...Don't say such unlucky words."

Kurihara Saki, who was frightened and seemed very nervous about these aspects, tightly held the armrests of his wheelchair. His usually calm and clear voice also seemed a little trembling at this moment:

"It must be fine, it must be fine... Anyway, Ali, don't be nervous. As long as you perform normally, even the most picky disease fans will definitely buy it!"

"...Why do I feel that you are more nervous?"

"Who said that? I took the lead in preparing for this concert. How could I be nervous at this time! I'm just a little worried about the extreme fans... Don't think too much!"

"...Okay, blame me for talking too much, no one will ever come to stab you."

Looking at the boy who had always been strong and calm in front of him, but was actually having a cold war, Mochizuki couldn't help but softly comfort the girl who had always been by his side like a little adult:

"It's hard to explain my illness, but none of our fans would be willing to hurt you..."

"...I told you I'm not nervous."

"Yes, you are right."

Seeing that Kurihara Saki was as tough as ever, Mochizuki scratched his head in embarrassment and then spoke:

"Let's skip this pointless argument for now - let's go home and prepare the concert repertoire later. When the preparations are more complete, I will post a pre-concert announcement on the account to appease the fans... .... Even though they seem to be so sick, they are actually very easy to coax. Anyway, you don’t have to worry, just leave it to me.”

"...Okay, okay."

Hearing Mochizuki's calm response, the girl's response also showed a startled feeling.

.....When did he become so calm?

Kurihara Saki, whose impression of Mochizuki was still that of a shy high school student who was always prone to die in offline social circles and had difficulty fitting into the atmosphere, was also slightly touched by the boy's seriousness.

Is it because he is growing up slowly, or is it because of other reasons... The girl with silver hair and red eyes can't actually understand the reason for the boy's subtle changes.

but.......

.....I always feel like this shivering guy doesn't seem to need me to worry about anymore.

In fact, there is still some childishness in her temperament, but the girl with a mature undertone can't help but chuckle.

The rainbow is still burning, and the sky is gradually getting late. Whenever the day is over the mountains, the afterglow of the sunset will shine through the clouds, like thousands of golden lights, dyeing the white clouds in the sky red, and reflecting the mountains and rivers on the earth in a golden light, as if the entire The world became magnificent at that moment.

The sun has swept away the last trace of heat, the sky has lost its last trace of brightness, and the remaining wind has brought the afterglow of the sun. At the end of the day, the sunset is slowly approaching. At this time, sitting in a wheelchair and savoring the sunset is the most pleasant enjoyment.

Watching the rays of light flowing in the sky, feeling the boy gently pushing him forward, Kurihara Saki, who always felt like he was being taken care of, also narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment, as if falling asleep, and his voice was softer than ever before:

"...Ali?"

"here I am."

Gently pushing the wheelchair, the boy's eyes fell on the girl:

"what happened?"

"I said...I won't let anyone else push my wheelchair."

Gently open your eyes.

The bright red eyes faced the boy's pure black pupils. The distance between the boy and the girl was so close that they could feel each other's heartbeat.

But...two seconds later.

"Cough cough."

The boy and the girl had a tacit agreement to avert their gaze and pretend that nothing happened.

"...Today, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Kurihara Saki said slightly stiffly:

"I'm a little free tonight... Since I have to prepare a playlist, why don't you just stay at my house for dinner today?"

"Okay...no problem."

Gently pushing the silver-haired girl's wheelchair, Mochizuki nodded:

"I want to eat tempura tonight, and get me a Japanese Coke."

"...Why are you so worthless?"

"...Didn't you ask me what I wanted to eat? Why are you still scolding me?"

"Come on, don't worry about your raw coke - I don't know how to cook tempura. It's going to get hot, and it's almost the concert. Protect your voice."

"...You have the final say."

The casual chat between boys and girls was as usual.

Pushing Kurihara Saki along the streets filled with flowing gold, Mochizuki raised his head slightly and saw that under the afterglow of the setting sun, everyone's face was covered with a golden veil.

The morning breeze slowly blew his curly hair, making his eyes gradually blurred.

According to common sense, the boy would probably lift his hair to avoid blocking his line of sight.

But, for some reason... what appeared before the boy's eyes was not the summer street scene, but the youthful face of Kurihara Saki for a moment when his eyes met.

..... What a pity that I didn't have the chance to see her stand up and play like an ordinary girl.

But...it doesn't matter.

This thought came to me out of nowhere.

There were some subtle changes in the boy's eyes when he looked at Kurihara Saki.

Knowing that the golden rainbow will fade away as quickly as the tide, the young man quietly enjoyed the pleasant moment and the remaining beauty.

.......The days are passing day by day.

The boys and girls' first concert is approaching as slowly as their hearts.

........

ps: The preparation for the school festival has been briefly summarized, and I mainly wrote about the concert (because I feel that if I really want to write about the school festival in detail, it will be endless, and it will be boring, which is not in line with the tone of my illness.)

pss: I really don’t know what to sing for the concert. Although I have a particularly abstract song that I plan to write, I feel like I have to write two or three songs for the concert no matter what, so I brainstormed to see if anyone knows how the program compares. Strong songs.

Talent, don’t you want to copy the post???

124. I want to sing "Only Mom is Good in the World" at the concert [-]

Toyama County is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is peaceful and peaceful. The little boy can always lie on the hillside, pillow on the green grass, and watch the sunrise and sunset in the clear sky.Occasionally, when I ride my bicycle home from school, the clouds dyed in the sky are so low that I can touch them. The sunset is no longer an old lover who can only be seen from afar but sent home, but a warmth that can be held in the palm of my hand.He felt that he was becoming one with the world. In the wind that faced him, he was always inexplicably moved and could not help crying.

The boy is an ordinary high school student in this small town. He has never left the town for even a minute since he was a child, and he has never seen the towering buildings or the busy roads. Although he is already in the third year of high school, he has not been there because of his mediocre grades. Thinking about how to go to school in the future - the youthful years of being confused about the future made him even more confused. Sometimes he really wanted to lie by the river for the rest of his life, quietly watching the twinkling stars and clouds at night, without thinking about anything. , did nothing, just lay there blankly, wasting time alone like he did when he was a child.

The boy's name is Kitahara Aoi, and he is the perennially ill "Pochi Silverhand" in the online group chat of Slothfish's No. [-] rap label. He is currently a senior in high school at a regular middle school in Toyama Prefecture, and is with Mochizuki Ri and Kurihara Sa. Like the two sloth fish, Ji is a high school student who is about to expire.

The day of entering higher school is gradually approaching, and the day of graduation is coming soon. During this period of time, the young man really feels an inexplicable powerlessness - the confusion and powerlessness of graduates linger, and friends are about to part ways. Even my favorite Sloth Fish has not released a new song. I have nothing else to look forward to in my hazy days. The boy who is usually taciturn and whose life seems weak has nothing to do. He can only ride his little broken bicycle after tutoring. Slowly prepare to go home.

A boring life always needs some music that is so sick that it makes people tremble. Thinking of this, Kitahara Cangye took out his headphones, opened the Sloth Fish playlist in his mobile phone, and began to reminisce about this old song that he had not updated for more than half a year. A classic from the pigeon past.

Amidst the crazy music, the boy pedaled his bicycle very fast.Along the way, he seemed to have turned into an authentic mathematician who carefully studied 1000-7, an underground idol with unknown secrets in his heart, and a psychotic man who cried out every day to die or live... the same pleasure as ice skating. The excitement in the young man's head rose until he pedaled home, tied up his bicycle, and took off his headphones. The goosebumps of the young man did not subside at all, and the excitement in his heart rose even more.

........When will Sloth Fish be updated?

While reminiscing about the gold-plated classics of the past, and recalling the sick musician with a strange ID who had done nothing in the past six months except for updating his cooking vlog, Kitahara Cangye couldn't help but frown, feeling very complicated.

Walking upstairs, he casually dealt with his parents who had been nagging him all day long. The young man closed the door, collapsed on the bed, and scrolled through the food videos of Sloth Fish on his phone that were updated almost every day. He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

As a result, the boy transformed into an Internet disease in the next moment, and casually launched "Sloth Fish's No. [-] Rap Label", channeling the power of abstraction and playing a mysterious character named "Porky Silverhand". During the free adventure, you will meet companions with different personalities and unique abilities, play crazy with them, and gradually discover the truth about "Sloth Fish":

Pochi Silverhand: Hey guys, there’s still no news about Slothfish’s new song? ????I can't stand it anymore. Such days are so boring that it makes me think about Zisha, why doesn't God destroy me?

It was exactly half a minute after this message was sent.

Slothfish's No. [-] rap label, which had been quiet at first, finally made some noise.

The first person to reply to Kitahara Cangye was the Tokyo University law student who didn't seem to have very high hair reserves.

White confession: Slothfish still has no new work, don’t think about it, he has stopped updating for such a long time, maybe he has discovered that being a blogger in the food area is more profitable, and making music is a dead end, so he has begun to actively transform.

Hometown Chang'an: It's really scary. Is Sloth Fish really planning to go to the food court with his amazing cooking skills?Don’t be too outrageous, I still want to listen to his new songs... I’ll have to wait at least ten years after my death before I can transform into a food court host or something, right????

Maomaotou: It’s hard to say. Slothfish has stopped updating for so long without any warning or statement. It’s hard not to make people wonder if he really doesn’t want to release new songs... I can only say Don't worry, the wait may be long, but I think the days will get sweeter and sweeter - by the way, family members, if you have any new white silk lolita recently, please send me a private message.

Pochi Silverhand:?

Hometown Chang'an:?

White confession:?

Undertaken by:?It’s up to you, Bai Si Loli, to kick Pussy Binzhou to pieces.

White confession: I won’t comment, I can only say it looks good.