It started with being hated by the girl in the band

Even without looking at her face, others could clearly feel her anxious and irritable mood, which was forming a slow and inexplicable atmosphere around her.

"Ah...um...Miss, would you like to order something?"

It seemed that because of the inexplicable pressure emanating from Sanjiao Chuhua, the girl with short dark brown hair who was holding the snowboard tightly became a little hesitant and asked in a cautious voice.

If Sankaku Hatsuka hadn't been wearing Hanasakigawa's school uniform, Ms. Yuzawa would have really thought this guy was a delinquent...

Hearing such a call, Sanjiao Chuhua came to his senses as if he was suddenly awakened. He put his hands together embarrassedly and said sorry softly.

"Well... two cups of black tea, please."

Because the last time I met Xiaoxiang, we had two cups of black tea...

As he spoke, Sanjiao Chuhua once again couldn't help but look back at his phone.

Even though he knew Xiaoxiang would be here soon, Sanjiao Chuhua, who hadn't seen his friend for a long time, still had a complex feeling of anticipation and worry.

To use a not-so-appropriate description, perhaps it would be "homesickness"?

Sanjiao Chuhua took a deep breath and gently clenched the phone in his hand.

Ding dong.

Xiaoxiang: [I'll be there soon.]

It’s a very brief reply, but it’s also very Xiaoxiang-like.

Wait, what kind of opening speech should I use? Would it be too common to wear a school uniform? What if I wear a hat to hide my face and Xiaoxiang can't find me? And...

Feeling inexplicably anxious and fearful, he gently fiddled with his white fingers. Sanjiao Chuhua could only look around with some uneasiness.

I heard that the student council president of Hanegaoka High School works part-time here.

Although I don’t know what he looks like exactly, but he should be a very powerful person who stands out from the crowd, right?

Tapping her fingers lightly on the table, Miss Triangle Chuhua was just thinking about something insignificant to pass the time.

Sanjiao Chuhua didn't have to wait long, just a few minutes. With the crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground, Toyokawa Shoko, who was wearing a plain dress, leisurely pushed open the door of the cafe.

"...Chuhua, long time no see."

Seeing Sanjiao Chuhua sitting on the bed at a glance, Toyokawa Shoko politely put her hands together, pursed her lips slightly and smiled.

"...Xiao Xiang, it's indeed...long time no see."

At this moment, Sanjiao Chuhua also smiled slightly, but it seemed like he was mocking himself.

All the complicated thoughts in my mind disappeared like flying flowers, and what remained was only the faint joy of reuniting with my cherished friend.

Really, why do you think so much?

……

"Xiao Xiang, there must be something important to talk about, right?"

After taking a sip of the warm black tea in the cup and feeling the warm and mellow taste slowly sliding down his throat, Sanjiao Chuhua asked curiously.

Although I don't hate reminiscing about the past like that, it seems unlikely that he would contact me so suddenly just to reminisce about the past, right?

"Then shall I get straight to the point?"

Shoko Toyokawa felt the black tea in her mouth becoming a little uncomfortable, cleared her throat slightly, and spoke in a deep voice.

"...Chuhua, what do you think of bands?"

In today's era of big girl bands, in reality, many girl bands are almost indistinguishable from traditional idol groups.

If there is any essential difference, it is probably that idols are always subject to some regulations of the company, while girls in girl bands are relatively much freer.

"Xiangzi, are you going to form a band?"

Upon hearing this, the curiosity in Sanjiao Chuhua's purple eyes intensified, and he said in a strange tone: "...I remember that Xiangzi, you have already formed a group called Cry..."

"Crychic."

Toyokawa Shoko immediately interrupted the Sanjiao Chuhua in front of her with a calm expression, and gave an answer as if she had been prepared.

But her slightly pale fingers, gripping the handle of the cup, told us that Toyokawa Shoko's heart was not as calm as her face.

If you ask for evidence, perhaps even Toyokawa Shoko wouldn't be able to easily say something like "Crychic has been disbanded"?

"...Anyway, I'll probably start a new band."

Toyokawa Shoko slowly looked at Sanjiao Chuhua, who was frowning slightly and looking thoughtful, and gave him an extremely serious look.

“…Therefore, Chuhua, if possible, I hope you can be our lead singer.”

It must be said that as an idol in a popular group like Sumimi, Sanjiao Chuhua does not actually have that much willfulness to squander.

But this time, Sanjiao Chuhua had to purse her pink lips and became a little hesitant.

There was no deep reason, it was just because her friend invited her... Although she didn't want to refuse, she still needed to consider the affairs of the agency.

"It's okay, Chuhua. I won't make it difficult for you... I've already done the investigation in advance."

As if this was expected, Toyokawa Shoko just smiled gently, took out the photo that she had prepared in advance, and slowly pushed it over along the smooth and clean table top.

"This is……"

Sanjiao Chuhua looked at the girl with long green hair whose face looked strangely familiar, and frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about someone with a similar face to the girl.

Tsuki no Mori's school uniform... this hair color, plus this temperament...

“…Is this Mr. Wakaba’s daughter?”

Although he already had the answer in his mind, Sanjiao Chuhua, who had been looking at the photo for a long time, still asked tentatively as if to be sure.

"Yes, Chuhua, I remember your firm has cooperated with Ms. Mori before, right?"

Although she secretly apologized to Wakaba Mu and Chuhua in her heart, Toyokawa Shoko still had a tentative look of persuasion on her face, without any sign of guilt.

On the other side, Xiao Mu, who was practicing climbing the grid with his glittery guitar at home, suddenly twitched his nose and sneezed cutely.

"…I seem to have a cold."

145

Chapter 145: So Nakagawa would smell other people’s socks?

Hello everyone, my name is... Never mind, my name is not important. All you need to know is that I’m just an ordinary clerk working in a convenience store.

Compared to the convenience stores nearby, the work here is relatively easy and the flow of people is not that large, so I have been working here.

Basically, Mr. Nakagawa, who lives upstairs, is the only regular here and can be seen almost every day.

Come to think of it, Mr. Nakagawa is a student of Hanegaoka? He doesn't look like a high school student at all.

A few days ago, it seemed that Mr. Nakagawa brought his girlfriend home, and then both he and Mr. Nakagawa went to school wearing Yugaoka's school uniform.

Do today's high school couples already start living together in high school... or are they the students at Hanaoka Middle School who are so focused on further studies?

Although Yuqiu has become a little freer since the past two years...it is still hard to imagine something like this.

I didn’t take this matter seriously at first because I’m not a gossipy person, but what happened today suddenly reminded me of this matter.

At noon, a young lady wearing a Tsuki no Mori school uniform suddenly came in. She seemed a little anxious. She bought some snacks and milk in the store and asked: [Hello, saleslady. Excuse me, does Nakagawa live upstairs here? ]

...Why did the students from Tsuki no Mori suddenly find themselves here?

I was a little surprised, but I didn't think too much about it and just answered the question casually.

The only tenant upstairs here is Mr. Nakagawa, so it couldn’t be another Nakagawa.

After a while, two girls in Hanasakigawa school uniform came in and seemed to be arguing about whether to open the door or not. They also bought some sandwiches and other things.

The girl with a somewhat cold face also asked me: [Hello, is there a tenant named Zhonghe upstairs here? ]

...Hanasaki River, it's not that close from here, right? And why did you go to Mr. Nakagawa?

I felt even more puzzled, but still nodded.

Not long after, two girls wearing Yuqiu school uniforms appeared. One of them lowered her head slightly, looking like a small animal, while the other pink-haired girl with a guitar on her back looked much more sunny.

This time, he asked me this question directly and to the point.

[Ms. Clerk, um... does Nakagawa live upstairs from here? ]

This time, I really couldn’t figure it out... What did Mr. Nakagawa do? Why did so many girls suddenly come to him?

I'm not a gossipy person, but this situation is a bit too weird.

...Is it possible that it’s some kind of emotional debt?

For example, Mr. Nakagawa is unexpectedly a flirtatious guy, and he has several girlfriends in Hanaoka, Tsukinomori, and Hanasakigawa?

Speaking of this, I heard from my colleague at Yuqiu some time ago that there was a boy in the first year of high school who was cheating on his girlfriends, and his two girlfriends even knew about each other...

If there is no fight upstairs later, then Mr. Nakagawa is much more powerful than that unknown boy. After all, he is having his feet on five boats at the same time!

If you count the girl with blue hair... there are six of them already.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but shudder.

Today's high school students are terrible.

-

"...A sneeze!"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki, who was walking with the others, suddenly felt an itch in his nose and sneezed loudly and cleanly.

Before Nakagawa Nobuyuki could say anything, Chihaya Aine, who was walking side by side with him, had already handed him a piece of clean white toilet paper.

"I always feel like someone is teasing me behind my back..."

Nakagawa Nobuyuki took the toilet paper, rubbed his numb nose, and muttered to himself.

It’s not really pollen season recently... Is it really because the air conditioner is turned on too high?

I think I should use the air conditioner less recently. It makes the room a bit dry. I had a nosebleed yesterday and I sneezed today...

"Nakagawa-san, if you feel uncomfortable later, please tell us."

Nagasaki Suyo blinked her lake blue eyes, her face quite serious, and gently put the toilet paper she had just taken out back into the small bag.

I didn’t expect Aine to be one step ahead of me…

No, Xiaoxiang has asked me to take good care of Zhonghe, so I can't let Aiyin get ahead of me next time.

"It's okay, it's okay... I told you not to worry."

Nakagawa Nobuo waved his hand nonchalantly, and said naturally: "Since you promised Shiina to take over, you must do it."

...In fact, the motives are not so pure.

Although I have made much faster progress thanks to the [Progress Bar], I don't have much [progress] at all now, so I might have to ask Shiina a lot of questions.

In addition, it would be even better if we could collect some more [progress] by then.

“…Don’t make me sound like some shady boss.”

However, Tachibana Shiina behind him seemed to express a little dissatisfaction with this statement.

"Maybe someone is talking about Xinxin in their heart."

Chihaya Aine was humming an unknown song and was in a very good mood. She kicked away the gravel on the roadside and replied casually.

The tip of Hachiman Kailing's ears twitched slightly, but she didn't look back. However, she continued to speak in her serious tone:

"Xin, sudden sneezing may also be a symptom of an upper respiratory tract infection."

"By the way, smelling your own or other people's socks for no reason may lead to upper respiratory tract infection, Xin, please be careful."

Zhonghe Xin's brows twitched, and a row of black lines appeared on his face.

But before Nakagawa Shinji could complain with his subtle expression, he felt Xiaodeng gently pulling his sleeve.

"Xin, don't die..."

Xiaodeng's weak voice floated into Nakagawa Nobuyuki's ears.

“Ahahaha… It would be too much to arrange for Nakagawa-san to die like this…”

Nagasaki Suyo listened to Xiaodeng's auspicious words, gently curled her hair, and couldn't help showing a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Humph, if we get sick again this time, we won't come again."