Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

Before Ichiri Goto could continue to ask, Kotobuki Hikaru explained that this was not an unspeakable matter.

"When I was a child... I rarely went out because no matter where I went, the maid would have to follow me all the time, so I hated going out. Of course, I wouldn't go to a crowded place like a festival. After that Be a little more independent…”

Kotobuki Hikaru paused, as if thinking about his words.

"As for Tsumugi, I have more friends after I entered high school... When I chat, I always talk about my friends in school, so I often go out with my band friends. I feel that her concern for me might interfere with going out with friends, so every holiday I go out and wander around..."

Although it might just be because of my own selfishness.

However, if you think about it carefully, if you really follow Sister Tsumugi out to meet her friends...

Social death is definitely social death.

If that's the case.What I am recalling now are definitely painful memories that I want people to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Kotobuki Hikaru sighed.

"Right now, Tsumugi-san is probably worshiping at a certain shrine with her friends."

After all, Sister Tsumugi would go to the shrine every year with her band friends.

After hearing Kotobuki Mitsuru's words, Goto Kazuri also closed his mouth.

I even started to regret why I brought up this topic.

Although he said it because of his own concern, in terms of the result, it just brought back Hikari's sadness.

"However, I don't feel sorry either."

Seeing Goto Isato's sad mood in a blink of an eye, Kotobuki Hikaru immediately turned to a happy tone.

"I feel very lucky to be able to keep the experience of attending a festival for the first time and visiting a shrine during the New Year with Yili."

"Me...me too."

Goto managed a smile.

"I'm very lucky to be able to visit shrines and festivals with Hikaru."

"Ah... there's a game over there with air guns shooting dolls. Why don't you go check it out?"

After thinking about it, Kotobuki Hikaru wanted to find something to change the topic, and looked at a stall not far away where there were the largest number of people of similar age to the two of them.

"Do you like dolls?" Ichiri Goto looked surprised.

"Doll... I have no interest." Kotobuki explained. "It's just that I think...don't girls like this kind of thing? You see, Ryo also said before that the store manager has to hold a doll every day to fall asleep at his age."

"Ah..." Goto Ichiri's cheeks turned red and he said a little embarrassed. "I don't even have a doll in my room..."

There were quite a few piles in Erli's room.

Does this mean...that I am a little too unladylike? !

"Go...go and see!"

Gotou Kazuri also echoed.

I like dolls... This is definitely a bonus item that can improve the power of women.

The boy and girl held hands, feeling the warmth in each other's palms, and walked towards the crowded booth in the distance.

Da da da......

The sound of clogs hitting the ground was crisp.

Because I was wearing a kimono and wearing wooden clogs, my steps were obviously much longer than usual.

The clogs are stiff and have no elasticity at all, making them uncomfortable to wear. Even the cheapest plastic slippers are much more comfortable to wear than these shoes without any sense of feedback.

Speaking of...

Hiroi Kiuri seems to wear clogs all year round. I really don’t know how she got used to it.

Even Qinbukiguang started to feel some pain in the soles of his feet after walking for such a long distance.

Ichiri would definitely feel more uncomfortable wearing a kimono.

As we got closer and closer to the stall, we could vaguely hear the sounds coming from inside the stall.

"Senior Ryo... Come on! It's that panda doll, you are the last hope!"

There was a somewhat familiar voice in the crowd.

"?"

Qin Chuiguang frowned and slowed down his pace.

Not right, very wrong.

Listen again.

"Kita...it's so long-winded that I can't even take aim seriously."

"?"

"?"

This time, it wasn't just Kotobuki Mitsuru who was frowning.

"Did I hear it wrong..."

Kotobukiko whispered to himself.

"I seem to hear Kita and Ryo's voices."

"Ah...I think I heard it too..." Goto Kazuri said in a panic.

"There's something wrong... ten or even nine times something is wrong. Shouldn't one of these two people go to worship with friends and the other celebrate the New Year with his family?"

As if demanding to verify the facts, the two people quickened their pace and surrounded him.

"Ryo, you must aim. Kita and I have run out of ammunition, and now you are our last hope... By the way, what I want is a cat doll."

However, after getting closer, the two heard a familiar voice again.

The scene in front of them also verified their suspicions. In front of the shooting game booth, among the black-haired passers-by, stood three extremely conspicuous girls with golden, blue and red hair who were incompatible with the surroundings.

That’s right, it’s absolutely impossible to read it wrong!

It's the three of them!

Kita on the far left is wearing a kimono, but because most of the people around her are dressed like this, she is the least conspicuous. Ryo and Nijika are wearing ordinary clothes.

"Hey...Hongxia, you...?!"

Kotobuki Hikaru spoke in a surprised tone.

"Eh? Kotobuki-kun? I finally found you!"

Blown away by the piano

"Finally...found?"

There are so many things I want to complain about, and I don’t know where to start.

boom--!

Yamada Ryo, who was the only one lying on the table aiming at the design, finally came.

The muzzle of a toy rifle shoots soft bullets made of rubber or sponge.

Because the shape of the bullet is not a smooth circle, but an angular cylinder specially used by the stall owner, the trajectory is difficult to predict when it is shot, and the sight is almost better than nothing.

Snapped--!

After the soft bullet was ejected, it immediately made a crisp sound.

On the shelf less than ten meters away, the bullet accurately hit the black and white panda doll between the eyebrows. Then the panda was knocked off by the impact and fell behind the shelf.

"Great!"

Kita cheered when he saw that the doll he cherished was hit, and wrapped his arms around Yamada Ryo's neck.

"As expected of Senior Ryo!"

"As expected of me."

Ryo Yamada looked like the MVP checkout page after the shooting game ended, with the rifle in his hand slung on his shoulder, accompanied by a beautiful girl, casually brushing the bangs on his forehead.

He has the aura of a sharpshooter.

"Hey, hey, you two, look who's here?"

Kita immediately patted both of them on the shoulders.

"Eh... Kotobuki-kun? Koichiri!"

"Ah...what a coincidence, you two."

The two turned around and saw Kotobuki Hikaru and Goto Kazuri without any surprised expressions.

"Koichi is actually wearing a kimono? It's so cute!"

Seeing Kazuri Goto, who was dressed in a kimono for the New Year, Kita, who was also wearing a kimono, looked over with bright eyes.

"Wait a minute... I don't know where to start... First of all, please explain why the three of you are here?"

Kotobuki Hikaru cleared up his thoughts, frowned and began to ask.

"Hongxia, don't you want to help at the livehouse?"

"But part-time work is over... the livehouse has already finished get off work."

OK, that makes sense.

"So, Ryo, didn't you say you wanted to celebrate the New Year with your family?"

"The hospital suddenly came to the emergency department. It is said that someone found his girlfriend who was dating another man behind his back on New Year's Eve. Then he and the adulterer fought each other and fell unconscious. I was alone at home and came out."

There are already too many flaws in this reason, and I don’t even bother to complain about it.

Finally, Kotobuki Hikaru's eyes turned to Kita who kept touching Ichisato's kimono.

"And Kita, didn't you post on WeChat Moments during the day and say that you and your friends had made an appointment today to go to New Year's shrine together?"

"Ah...did it turn out that this place was exposed?" Kita smiled awkwardly but not rudely. "The friends I'm talking about are everyone..."

"So you have been planning this for a long time?!"

"That's not true!" Yi Dizhi Hongxia immediately retorted. "Haven't everyone in our band already made an appointment?"

"Have you made an appointment?" Qinbukiguang was confused. "When...we made an appointment?"

"During the summer... on the train back from Enoshima, didn't we all make an appointment to hang out with the band during the winter vacation?"

A squinting smile appeared on the girl's face.

"So, we thought that we might as well come to the shrine near Koichi Sato's house to pay homage. Anyway, you two will definitely come."

"We've already gone around in a circle... I originally thought we were waiting in the wrong place and you wouldn't come." Yamada Ryo said calmly.

"However, we finally met. As expected, we are all linked by fate!"

The girls' words were silenced by Kotobuki Hikari and Goto Kazuri.

Although it was slightly unpleasant to be interrupted on the date.

However, when I actually saw everyone, I felt more happy in my heart.

"Congratulations to the guest, this lady's marksmanship is really good. She actually hit every shot. This is the first time I have seen this lady so good in all my years of running a stall."

After running backstage, the boss who collected all the prizes came over and handed over the prize that Ryo Yamada had received.

"I am over-flattered."

The prizes are five different animal dolls. There is a sign next to the stall, [-] yen and five bullets...

It's so expensive. It's too expensive. It's several times the usual price.

However, after all, it is New Year's time, which only comes once a year, so it is understandable that the price is higher...

"Ryo-senpai is so awesome, Ichi-senpai and I both missed..."

Kita directly took the panda doll she mentioned before and held it in her arms.

"It's really awesome... But Ryo! Didn't I say I wanted a cat doll? Why do I want to shoot Kita's favorite panda doll!"

"Because Kita paid for me to play." Yamada Ryo said without hesitation.