Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

Michiko Goto applied several different water and lotion-type props to Ichiri Goto's face.

Goto Ichiri was a little stunned by her mother's sudden behavior.

"Mom...what are you doing?"

"make up."

"?"

Goto Ichiri frowned, his mind filled with doubts.

"You are already in high school. As a girl, you should have been interested in makeup for a long time. Why are you only interested in playing guitar all day long? Just like your father."

The powder was lightly patted on the face, and the strange soft touch made Goto Kazuri find it difficult to adapt.

Then the itchy brush rubbed back and forth on my cheeks and eyelids.

"Why do you need to put makeup on me..." Goto Ichiri said with his eyes closed, feeling the strange touch on his face.

"Girls will become very cute after putting on makeup, although Yili is already cute enough."

cute......

This kind of word has absolutely nothing to do with me.

It must be caused by parents having too high expectations for their children.

"Don't normal parents like their children to wear makeup..." Goto asked.

"I'm not worried." Mom said nonchalantly. "I will definitely like it when I see how I look after makeup."

Looking at her daughter's gradually changing image in the mirror, Michiko Goto couldn't help but recall her own youth.

"Your father really liked the way I looked with makeup when he was young."

"Is that why mom likes it so much..."

"It's normal to like doing something for the person you like."

Her mother is already a housewife who claims to be old and beautiful, but Michiko Goto still says such disgusting words casually.

Like something for the person you like...

Goto Kazuri suddenly felt that he really liked playing the guitar now...more.

Does this count as my own change...

"Girls who know how to put on makeup are very confident. If Ichiri learns how to put on makeup, she will become confident as well." Michiko Goto shrank and stopped what she was doing.

"All right."

Putting down the makeup props in her hands, Michiko Goto patted Ichiri Goto on the shoulder.

Then, Gotou opened his eyes that had been closed.

"what......"

In the mirror, there is a self that makes Goto Kazuri feel strange to him.

Her fair skin revealed a light pink color, the dark circles around her eyes were completely covered and turned into a healthy color, her eyelashes were lengthened and the corners of her eyes were slightly tinted, even she felt a little stunned.

So...so beautiful...

Is this really me?

"Ah... she is indeed my daughter. The way she looks now will definitely be liked by everyone who sees her."

Michiko Goto looked with joy at the completely different daughter in front of her, as if she had gone back to when she was young and first learned makeup.

"mom, Mom, Mom..."

Goto Ichiri said blankly, immersed in surprise.

"what happened?"

"I...I want to learn makeup..."

......

...

"I,,,I'm going out."

Goto Ichiri put on his shoes and said to his family.

"Be safe on the road." Mother's voice came from inside.

Dad has already gone to work, and his sister has already gone to school. Goto Kazuri, who is always the first to go out on weekdays, was the last to go out today.

Wearing only a skirt, it feels cool down there, which makes me uncomfortable.

But when his hand was on the door handle, Goto Ichiri turned back.

rip...

The zipper of the pink sportswear was unzipped and thrown on the shoe cabinet by the door.

I've already put on makeup today...just a little bit different.

With that said, Goto Ichiri, who was only wearing a student uniform, opened the door of his home and walked towards the school in the direction of the light.

——There are almost no students left on the ramp.

Except for the students who are already late and have broken things, as well as the students who regard being late as a daily problem, almost no students will be here at this time.

"Ahhhh--we're going to be late!"

Still afraid of being punished for being late, or being caught and scolded by an unreasonable teacher, the students ran as hard as they could.

And when their eyes inadvertently passed by a figure, they couldn't help but slow down or even stop.

I just want to take a closer look at this figure.

The girl walked slowly on the road covered with fallen leaves.

Wearing the student uniform of Xiuhua High School, the skirt is not folded up and shortened like most girls, reaching the length of the knees. The black stockings under her feet set off the exposed fair skin. The wooden piano case behind her makes the girl look like a shojo manga. Just like the eldest lady who came out of the middle.

The pink hair was gently blown up, like cherry blossoms, making people unable to take their eyes away.

Goto Ichiri lowered her head and walked very slowly in order to prevent sweat from messing up the light makeup on her face.

Even though I'm already late, I don't want to let my current appearance be damaged in any way.

"Is this...such a cute girl from our school?"

"I feel like I've never seen it before..."

"So...so cute..."

The faint whispers made Goto Ichiri bury his face deeper, and his ears gradually turned crimson.

I have never heard this kind of words before...

However, some sense of expectation gradually arose in my heart.

Would Hikari say the same thing to me like this?

......

...

The teacher on the podium teaches boring lessons. The first class in the morning always makes people listless and full of sleepiness. Combined with the uninteresting mathematics, it makes people want to feel sleepy.

The young man propped up his arms and held his chin, looking bored, while his eyes stayed on the empty seat beside him.

Yili...are you late today?

The class was already halfway through, but I still didn’t see any familiar figure.

And Kotobuki Hikaru couldn't help but become concerned.

Could it be that you are sick...asking for leave?

Gradually thinking of bad things, Kotobuki Hikari suddenly became worried.

Hula...

The back door of the classroom was suddenly opened gently.

"Yes...I'm sorry, teacher, I'm late."

A familiar voice came from behind, along with a familiar peach aroma that came in as the door opened.

Kotobuki Hikari turned his head and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

"?!"

The pink figure stood behind him. The girl carrying the wooden piano case put her hands on her chest with a slightly uneasy hand. At the same time, her eyes followed the light from the piano and met his eyes.

"..."

"..."

There was silence in the classroom.

Everyone's eyes stayed on Goto Ichiri, and they fell into silence for a while.

This...who is this?

Is such a cute girl really from our class?

"Goto? Why are you so late?"

The potbellied lecturer on the podium was stunned for a while before he opened his mouth to question.

This student is really becoming more and more depraved.

And a sharp sight suddenly came from the back door of the classroom, and the lecturer immediately swallowed back the scolding that was about to come out of his mouth.

"Ahem...go back to your seat first, don't delay class."

"Yes..."

Goto moved to his seat in small steps, took the piano case off his shoulder, and leaned it against the right side of his desk.

On the seat to his right, another piano case of the same model was also leaning against the opposite position.

Goto Ichiri turned his eyes in the direction of the piano case, but he suddenly collided with another line of sight.

"Morning...morning, Hikari."

Goto Ichiri pressed the hem of his skirt anxiously and whispered.

Kotobuki Hikaru did not respond immediately, but just stared at the figure in front of him.

"Ah...morning, Yili."

A long time passed before Kotobuki responded blankly.

"Today's mile...is a little different..."

"Um?!"

Gotou's cheeks turned red.

There was an expression on her face that was suppressing shyness, biting her lower lip, and the joy in her heart seemed to be pouring out of her heart.

"Today I want to change things a little bit..."

"Hmm..." Probably because he felt that it was inappropriate to always lock his eyes on others, Kotobuki moved his eyes away and placed them on the ceiling aimlessly.

"I feel so cute now..."

Anyway, it's very cute...

puff--!

Goto Ichiri was lying on the table.

Too shy, the brain cannot withstand the sudden load, and it crashes and loses consciousness.

......

...

Goto Kazuri walked out of the office in despair.

After all, I was late for a long time, so of course I was called to the office by the class teacher and gave me a severe scolding.