Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

Itachi Hongxia looks confident, obviously she is very confident in the clothes she designed.

She wore some casual overalls with simple short sleeves.

The band members have already gathered here.

Of course, the atmosphere remains the same.

Everyone gathered around the space formed by two small tables, drinking steaming black tea and eating cakes.

And on the empty seat, the cake belonging to Goto Kazuri was still placed there, next to the boy.

In the center of the table, there were several unpacked black T-shirts wrapped in brand new plastic bags.

“So, since we hadn’t decided on a plan before, I took it upon myself to use my own design.”

rip... rip...

Ichichi Hongxia unpacked a piece of clothing.

Then he shook it off twice, completely revealing the black T-shirt underneath.

"As expected of Ichichi-senpai, he has a great sense of design." Kita praised it without even looking at it.

"It's very good." Kotobuki Hikaru also responded. "It only took a few days to make the finished product."

“That’s the speed and beauty of online shopping.”

T-shirts are the kind of mass-customized products that are obviously factory-directed.

The whole thing is a gray short-sleeved T-shirt, just like the custom-made one, except that the band's LOGO is added on the chest.

The logo is a gray artistic font of 'end the band' surrounded by a tie.

"Of course, I'm very good at designing!"

Itachi Hongxia's confident look made her raise her head.

"Isn't it nice to wear the clothes you designed for everyone?"

Yamada Ryo took the short-sleeved shirt handed over by Ijichi Hongxia. "I think it's quite beautiful, very much like a big-name band."

Itachi Hikaru and Yamada Ryo have already been in tune with each other for a long time. They are the type of people who can tell what the other is thinking just by looking at each other.

Therefore, Ijichi Hongxia just glanced at her, and Yamada Ryo consciously put the short sleeves on her body.

"Those kind of clothes are not suitable for high school students to wear when their band is on stage!" Ichichi Hongxia emphasized.

It seems that he just wants to get Ryo Yamada's approval for the clothes he designed.

"If it weren't for poverty, who wouldn't want to dress as brightly as possible and go on stage."

Ryo Yamada said cruel words.

"Moreover, compared to cookie-cutter T-shirts, customized clothes can better reflect the personality of our band."

"Well......"

Itachi Hongxia, who was still complacent about her confidence, also began to puff up her cheeks and stared at her friend with resentful eyes.

"Speaking of which, it's a pity that I don't know what Ryo-senpai would look like in a dress..." Kita showed a look of pity.

But the action of taking pictures of Ryo Yamada wearing a T-shirt has not diminished at all.

"There is no clothes in this world that I can't control." Ryo Yamada said matter-of-factly. "Of course he is also very beautiful and handsome."

"Huh? Senior Liang put it on? But I remember... you didn't go with everyone that day..."

"Ah... I sent it to Ryo the day before yesterday when I had time." Kotobuki Hikaru raised his hand and mentioned this matter.

After all, there is no use in keeping a girl's clothes on her own. If others find out that she still has girls' undergarments hidden in her home, she might even be labeled as a pervert.

"Eh - what a pity, I didn't get to see Ryo-senpai put on the dress." Kita twisted her body.

"It's just that I feel like my measurements are all known to Hikari. Even I feel a little shy." Yamada Ryo glanced at Kotobuki Hikaru.

"what--?"

"Well..."

"Ugh..."

The other three people also suddenly showed horrified expressions.

"What expressions are you looking at! I don't know about this kind of thing!"

Qin Chuiguang's face turned red.

Inexplicably, his eyes began to glance at Goto Ichiri who was holding the cake.

When he later asked the tailor why he made Goto Ichiri a smaller size...

Even experienced designers are inevitably surprised.

'I've already made it a size larger than it looks in the photo!Do high school students today grow and develop so quickly? '

By the way, I got some relevant data from her.

"If you wear clothes like that and perform on stage, you will definitely be able to amaze the audience." Yamada Ryo sighed.

"Liang——! I will never ignore you again!"

Yijizhi Hongxia turned her face away as if she was embarrassed, maintaining a sad expression and using desserts to smooth away the sadness in her heart.

"Hongxia, stop acting like a child, I'm sorry." Yamada Ryo apologized in a reluctant tone.

"I didn't make a fuss!"

You can tell at first glance that something is going on...

"In my opinion, the clothes designed by Hongxia are also very beautiful. Everyone must like them very much." Yamada Ryo's considerate look is extremely rare.

"Well..." Yi Dizhi Hongxia barely recovered from the loss.

"Let's go change clothes together."

"it is good..."

Poor Hongxia.

Whether it's his heart or body, he has already been completely controlled by Zuiliang.

Kita felt the strange atmosphere and felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart.

At the same time, my understanding of Senior Liang seemed to be suddenly refreshed.

"Then, let's go change clothes first, Kotobuki-kun! You must never peek!"

There is no lock on the practice room door.

Therefore, the fact that the four girls were willing to go in and change clothes without any burden while Kotobuki Hikari was outside was enough to show that they were new humans to him.

"I...I...I wouldn't do that kind of thing!"

Kotobuki Mitsuru suppressed his guilt and shouted.

Ichiri Goto was dragged into the practice room holding a short-sleeved T-shirt.

The moment before entering, she glanced at Kotobuki Hikaru with uneasy eyes.

how...

What's wrong!

Why are you looking at me with such a worried expression!

Kotobuki Hikaru questioned in his mind.

If you're a boy, you don't have to worry so much.

When they went in to change clothes, Kotobuki took off his upper body clothes neatly and skillfully, and put on a cool and thin short-sleeved T-shirt.

This is...the band's uniform...

Pulling on his clothes, Kotobuki Hikaru looked at himself who already had the marks of the end of the band.

Inexplicably, he started to giggle.

Compared with changing into a complicated dress, short-sleeved clothes can be put on quickly, and there is no need to change underwear.

So, only a few minutes passed.

"This dress looks surprisingly good!"

The few people who gathered in the hall again admired themselves in new clothes.

As Minister of Social Affairs, Kita consciously took photos of new clothes, preparing to use them as material for updating the photo wall.

"What do you mean by 'unexpectedly good'? My design is definitely very suitable!"

Itachi Hongxia looked at everyone in the band and glanced around.

He looked at himself again.

"Sure enough, only when we wear the same clothes can we feel like we are a collective."

The girl smiled like an angel.

Same clothes...

Sure enough, Hongxia would not want to wear a beautiful dress to go on stage, but use such ordinary clothes as a uniform. She was also thinking about herself...

Kotobuki Hikari felt grateful from the bottom of her heart.

"The performance is about to begin, and our efforts will finally bear fruit."

It was really not easy along the way.

After saying this, the original laughter suddenly fell into a long silence.

All five people suddenly felt extremely melancholy.

Obviously only a few months have passed, but there is a feeling that a long time has passed.

Ding-dong-

Kita got a notification on her phone.

"Eh...it looks like a typhoon is coming soon."

"Eh?!"

typhoon? !

The boy's expression changed.

"No! There's no advance notice of the weather forecast!"

“Japan’s summer weather is inherently unpredictable.”

Kotobuki didn't listen at all to what the girls were talking about.

I just started to worry...

If a typhoon really comes through...

Sister Tsumugi and the others... can they still come...

Chapter 80 Tea party after skipping school

Faint thunder,

hazy sky.

But hope...

--Pooh.

There is no hope.

Some people like rainy days very much, maybe for various strange reasons, such as because they like the color of the sky after rain, the fresh earthy smell in the air after rain, the sound of pattering outside the window when it rains, the feeling of stepping on the water when it rains. The sound of splashing out of the pit.

In the past, Kotobuki Hikaru vaguely remembered that she quite liked rainy days.

Perhaps the most beautiful thing in the world is that on a day off, when it rains outside, you can do what you like in a room where no one is bothering you.

But, now-