Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

He also retracted his hands into the sleeves of his pink sportswear, pinching his fingers inside the sleeves and feeling the stiff fingertips to relieve the tension.

"Why...the reason is very simple, because Ichiri hates working." Kotobuki Mitsuru said matter-of-factly. “It’s a complete waste of time to do something you don’t like.”

"But...but...the problem with indicators..."

"Leave it to me." Kotobuki patted his chest reliably.

"How about that!"

Goto Ichisato's tone suddenly started to sound a little tough, and he raised his head, intertwined with Kotobuki's clear eyes.

But it only lasted a moment, and his head dropped again.

"Why...why does Hikari do so much? Help me..." Goto Ichiri's voice was as thin as a mosquito, as if it was forced out of his throat.

"This..." Kotobuki Hikaru hesitated for a while.

I can't say it's because Sister Tsumugi asked me to call you friends... or something like that.

Although the most fundamental reason is this, his desire to help her is not adulterated at all.

"Because Yili is my most important friend..." Saying such embarrassing words, the young man's eyes also glanced to the side.

"Friend... friend?" Goto Kazari lowered his head and suddenly smiled.

The feeling of being valued by friends is very satisfying.

However, Goto Kazuri did not want to accept the boy's kindness so easily.

Although they are friends, it is too cunning to just ask for help.

From being talked to when we first met, to joining the band together, accepting his encouragement before going on stage, driving me on the way to school, practicing together at school, skipping class to have lunch together, and having afternoon tea together at Starry Stars .

I am always the one who gets help, if I continue...

It will feel more and more inseparable.

You can't always rely on others like this...

"I...I will go work!" Goto Kazuri made up his mind, clenched his hands into fists, and mustered up the courage to raise his head.

"I will work hard!" the girl continued to add.

"..." Seeing Goto Ichiri's sudden determination, Kotobuki Hikari was speechless.

Goto Ichiri mustered up all his courage before making up his mind.

If you try to persuade someone again, that's not caring.

It's just a denial of her efforts.

"Okay." Kotobuki nodded. "If you're working part-time, work hard."

"I...I will definitely do it!"

I finally spoke out what was in my heart...

Goto smiled brightly.

Seeing Goto Kazuri like this, Kotobuki Mitsuru couldn't help but put his hand on the head of the girl who was twenty centimeters lower than him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu""

Gotou felt a strange touch on the top of his head and was speechless. Two seconds later, he suddenly took a few steps back and ran towards the station.

"I'm going back!" She ran away.

"See you next week then."

The blond boy leaned against the motorcycle and waved to the girl's back.

Suddenly, just like the previous parting, Goto Ichiri, who was about to enter the station, turned around and looked this way.

"Light...thank you...thank you!"

Kotobuki Hikari was stunned for a moment.

"Finally I'm not sorry."

......

...

"Ahhh...Goto Kazuri...why."

Inside a crowded train.

Centered around a pink slime, there was an area inside the train that no one dared approach.

"Why...you have to show off in front of the light and say such handsome and beautiful words..."

Only 10 minutes have passed.

But Goto Ichiri already felt like he was almost dying of shyness.

At the same time, endless regrets followed.

"Part-time job...I don't want it...I don't want to work..."

"How about... just pretending to be sick?"

Chapter 23 Guitarist after class

"I...I'm back..."

Ichiri Goto opened the door of his home with feeble steps.

He looked listless, as if he was suffering from severe mental internal conflict.

If according to usual, when Goto Ichiri returns home, he will definitely be welcomed by his parents and hugged by his sister Goto Erri.

However, after Ichiri Goto opened the door, the house was unusually quiet.

There is no 'welcome back' from my parents and no 'you're back sister' from my sister.

"I am back?"

Ichiri Goto took off his shoes in confusion, put on indoor slippers, walked through the entrance hall, and reached his living room.

And in the living room...

It's a somewhat chilling scene.

Goto Ichiri's father sat upright on the sofa, covering the lower half of his face with his hands, resting his elbows on his knees, with a serious look on his face.

"Dad...Dad?" Goto Kazuri asked tentatively.

In the past, the impression his father left on Goto Kazuri was that of a man who had not grown up, giving people the impression of a gentle father. I had never seen him show such an angry look.

There was the sound of packing away in the kitchen, probably my mother was cleaning up the mess.

On the sofa, there was another girl with short pink hair exactly like Goto Kazuri. She was imitating her father's appearance and looked at Gotō Kazuri seriously.

"I...I'm back?" I don't know why Goto Ichiri felt a little scared.

What are you afraid of...

And what the hell is this atmosphere of being served a bowl of pork chop rice right away.

"You're back, Ichiri." Goto's father finally spoke, his tone changing from the gentleness in the past.

"Welcome back! Ouchi-chan!" Goto Jiri's appearance changed for an instant.

"Let's eat first, Yili." Mother's voice came from the kitchen.

She brought out a bowl of pork chop rice and placed it on the coffee table instead of on the dining table.

Is it really pork chop rice? !

"Yili, you still know how to come back." Goto's father said seriously.

"Ah? I...can't I come back, dad." Gotou couldn't help but become a little nervous.

"Your school teacher called me today."

"Well?!"

Goto Ichiri suddenly realized something.

want...

To be finished.

"Do you know what your head teacher said to me?"

"Well, who knows?"

Goto Isri's eyes wandered from side to side.

"The teacher said you skipped class with others this afternoon."

"!"

Goto Ichiri trembled all over, and his hair became slightly frizzy.

"I...how could I skip class? It's nothing."

Goto's father sighed.

"I didn't expect that Yili had already learned to lie to me." The man seemed to be able to shed tears anytime and anywhere.

"I have never objected to you making friends, Yili. On the contrary, dad has always supported you making friends at school! But the prerequisite for making friends is to first see who the other person is!"

Goto's father felt like a failure.

As a father, he seems to lack a certain degree of guidance for his daughter.

Perhaps that's why Yili went astray.

"Forget it if it's just an ordinary female classmate. The kind of delinquent who rides heavy motorcycles, plays heavy metal, and skips class with my most important daughter. How can I be friends with such a person!"

"Hikari...he is not a bad boy..." Goto Kazari retorted. "He is a very gentle man..."

"Ok?"

Light?

Is this the man's name?

thump--!

The originally tough man suddenly knelt on the floor weakly.

"Yili has actually begun to learn to contradict me..."

In Goto's father's mind, he had begun to imagine that soon after, his daughter would perm her hair, smoke cigarettes, learn to drink, have a row of earrings in her ears, and wear a dress that exposed her navel and thighs. Shout to yourself, "Old man, you are too long-winded."

This kind of future...you must stop it yourself!

"I...I just went to have a meal outside school with my friends. It was a little late when I came back to school..."

Goto Ichiri quickly comforted his father.

This was the first time she had seen him look so decadent.

"What did he take you to eat? Yili! Dad will take you there tomorrow, so don't run away from him for this reason in the future!"

The seriousness that Goto's father had maintained was gone.

Instead, there is a...

As if he was afraid of losing... praying?

"Ah...the A5 Wagyu from the tire restaurant..."

"?"

"..." Goto's father fell silent.

Then he finally made up his mind.

"We are all going as a family tomorrow!"

Snapped--!

Goto's father, who went crazy, was slapped on the head by Goto's mother, who was wearing an apron.