It started with being hated by the girl in the band

Except for Hiroi Kikuri who was still sleeping with a happy look on her face, everyone's attention turned to Pochi and Kita who had come back to their senses.

"My pocket money..."

This is the burnt-out Kita Ikuyo.

It seems that the petrified lizard oil is no longer needed. Anyway, it is a good thing to get out of the petrified state.

"Pochi, I'll leave the lyrics to you."

Yamada Ryo looked at Pochi who was trying his best to reduce his presence, patted Pochi on the shoulder, and entrusted the important task to Goto Ichiri who looked confused.

"Eh?"

What...what lyrics?

Have I come to some different world?

"Of course we need to write the lyrics for original songs, right?"

Nijixia explained to Goto Ichiri who didn't know what was going on.

The band has been decided, now it’s up to you to write the lyrics!

Goto Ichiri suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Nakagawa Nobuyuki in panic.

But to be honest, this has little to do with Nakagawa Shin. After all, Nakagawa Shin's current musical level is really not something worth talking about.

It was not until the first few bands came on stage and began their performance that Hiroi Kikuri slowly opened her sleepy eyes because of the loud music.

"...Where was I just now?"

"...I feel dizzy."

Nakagawa Nobuya noticed Hiroi Kikuri slowly getting up, and he pulled a chair and sat next to Hiroi Kikuri.

"Hiroi-senpai, are you drunk again?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki sighed helplessly, took the hangover medicine and juice from the beverage counter, and pulled Hiroi Kikuri to sit up first.

"...water."

Looking at Hiroi Kikuri, whose brows were furrowed and whose voice had become a little hoarse because of the pain of a hangover, Nakagawa Nobuyuki shook his head and handed her some hangover pills and juice.

"Hiroi-senpai, you really should drink less... There's hot porridge here. If you don't drink it, Miss Yamada might steal it."

...Gulp gulp.

Holding the icy cold juice in both hands, Hiroi Kikuri drank it all in one gulp.

Because Guangjing's small mouth could not hold such a large amount of juice, a few large drops of juice slid down Guangjing's white neck into his clothes, leaving a sparkling trail.

“Huh—alive…”

"It's really thanks to you this time, Nakagawa boy... I thought you were going to build me into a wall."

Hiroi Kikuri was obviously feeling much better. Although her face was still slightly flushed and her lips were a little pale, she was still able to lean on the sofa and talk.

"No, don't make me sound like a murderer, okay?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki complained.

Besides, didn’t they say that cement can’t build a corpse?

Oh yes, Miss Hiroi was still completely drunk just now.

"Hey... How can I thank you, Nakagawa boy?"

"Why don't you go out with me? Don't look at me like this, but I've never been in a relationship before."

As she spoke, Hiroi Kikuri, who was still a little drunk, hooked her hands around Nakagawa Nobu's neck and pulled him onto the sofa.

No, what does "don't look at you like this" mean? Isn't it normal for such a drunkard to not have a relationship?

Although he was thinking this, Nakagawa Nobuyuki suddenly remembered something he needed to ask Hiroi Kikuri for help.

After breaking free from Hiroi Kikuri's still drunken arms, Nakagawa Nobuyuki pushed the drunkard back into his seat and sat back in the chair he had just sat in.

"There is one thing that I need Senior Hiroi's help with."

"Maybe I really have to ask Hiroi-senpai for help."

Nakagawa Nobuyuki suddenly became serious and said to Hiroi Kikuri in front of him.

Although Hiroi Kikuri's consciousness was still a little confused, it was much better than her previous drunken state. At least her logical thinking had returned a lot. When she heard that Nakagawa Nobuyuki seemed to really want to ask her for something, she tried to sit up straighter.

Nakagawa Nobu looked at Hiroi Kikuri who seemed to be showing some interest in him, and continued, "Hiroi-senpai should be very clear about the rules of the band's live house activities. I hope you can take Ichiri to a road show or something like that."

"It is absolutely impossible to sell enough tickets if Ichiri relies on myself alone."

When Hiroi Kikuri heard the words "band" and "Live", she felt a little less drunk. When she heard something related to Goto Ichiri, she immediately showed an interested expression.

"Young man Nakagawa, you seem to care about little Pochi?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki nodded decisively without any hesitation.

"Yes, Ichiri is indeed a very important friend of mine."

"...When I was in junior high school, I only had one friend my age."

"So I hope Senior Hiroi can help me with this."

Looking at Nakagawa Nobuyuki who was extremely serious and solemn in front of her, Hiroi Kikuri scratched her head and smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Since Zhonghe boy has asked me for a favor in such a formal way, it's hard to refuse."

Hiroi Kikuri agreed to Nakagawa Nobuyuki's commission with a smile.

"But there is one more thing, Hiroi-senpai."

Seeing that Hiroi Kikuri agreed, the seriousness on Nakagawa Nobuyuki's face quickly disappeared, as if it had never existed, and he looked at Hiroi Kikuri with empty eyes.

"When will I get my coat back?"

Hiroi Kikuchi's face froze.

Although I did wash the clothes, but... because I was a little confused when I went out, I put on the wrong coat and only wore Nakagawa Nobuo's coat.

"...Um, the air conditioning in Fanxing is too cold...Can you let me wear it for another day?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki could only sigh softly, shake his head, and let go of the smirking Hiroi Kikuri. Otherwise, what else could he say?

On the other side, Ms. Yamada suddenly stood next to Nakagawa.

"Nakagawa, I'm jealous."

Ms. Yamada spoke in a calm tone while taking a big sip of the porridge in her hand.

"...What are you jealous of?"

Nakagawa Shin laughed for a moment and asked Yamada Ryo who was secretly drinking the hot porridge.

"You're so nice to Hiroi-senpai and Pochi-chan."

"So I'm jealous."

Yamada Ryo drank the rest of the porridge expressionlessly and threw the empty cup into the trash can.

Without waiting for the speechless Nakagawa Nobuyuki to continue speaking, Hongxia, who was following behind Yamada Ryo, dragged Miss Yamada away.

"Don't mind Nakagawa-san...Ryo just bought Kita's bass and wanted to eat your meal because he was broke!"

As a result, Yamada Ryo, who was dragged away, suddenly put on a pitiful expression again, and looked at Nakagawa Nobu with wide eyes: "If Nakagawa doesn't help me, I will have to eat sorrel for the next month..."

The tone sounded pitiful and didn't sound fake, but Nakagawa Nobuyuki didn't buy it anymore.

"It's okay Yamada, I'll share the sorrel with you when the time comes."

Nakagawa Nobuyuki turned his back expressionlessly.

Chapter 41: Xiao Mu is too superstitious about AI

Thursday nights are usually the dullest.

Men and women in modern cities who have extra energy to vent will naturally choose to indulge themselves on Friday night, while office workers who do not have the energy will naturally not be full of energy on this unremarkable weekday night.

Unfortunately, most of the time, Nakagawa Nobuyuki belongs to the latter.

But don't worry, tonight's Nakagawa Nobu is a special case and can probably indulge as much as he wants (appetite only).

"Mr. Mu, can you please tell me again what you asked me to do tonight?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki's brows twitched as he looked at Wakaba Mutsu who stood in front of him with an expressionless face.

"...Xin-san, let's finish eating at this street food street."

Ruoye Mu repeated it again honestly.

Now for an emergency review.

Nakagawa Nobuyuki, who had just got off work and said goodbye to everyone in Fanxing, had just walked into the tram station when he received a message from Xiaomu.

We may not mention the content, but the core idea is very easy to summarize, probably in three key words: [I'll treat], [Snack street], [Try them all].

Although Nakagawa Nobuyuki really wanted to complain, because Xiaomu said he would treat them, Nakagawa Nobuyuki, who happened to have not had dinner, still came to see Xiaomu.

End of the previous section.

"No, there's no way the two of us can eat the entire snack street, right?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki looked at the bustling scene that stretched as far as the eye could see and complained to Xiaomu, a classmate beside him.

"...You can come for a few more days."

But it seems that Xiao Mu has made up his mind to eat the entire snack street.

"Is it to achieve some kind of complete collection achievement?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki couldn't help but feel a little headache about Wakaba Mu's inexplicable persistence.

The scale of this snack street is unexpectedly large. Nakagawa Xin made a rough estimate and found that there are at least 180 stalls, if not 200. Even if he removes the duplicate ones and those that he is not interested in, there will still be about 100 stalls.

Even if he and Xiaomu were big eaters today, it would probably be unlikely for them to try all of them.

"...First, the savory crepe."

After saying this, Ruoye Mu looked at Nakagawa Nobuyuki.

Because Wakaba Mutsuki still remembered that Nakagawa Nobuyuki was looking for salty crepes this afternoon.

"Mr. Mu, you can still remember this?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki was so moved that he burst into tears. He decided in his heart that Wakaba Mutsuki was a good partner of the Salty Party. At the same time, he strongly despised the Sweet Party group headed by Toyokawa Shoko.

There were many stalls in the snack street, and the two soon found the salty crepe stall.

"Mr. Mu, mine is made with seaweed and eggs, how about yours?"

"...Cheese and ham?"

Ruoye Mu looked at the crepe in his hand with some uncertainty.

“You’ll know after taking a bite.”

"...Um."

Xiao Mu gently bit off a small piece of the burnt cake, and his green eyes suddenly lit up for a moment.

"good to eat."

The rich, caramelized flavor mixed with the crispy and slightly salty crust creates a rather magical reaction.

It’s not a particularly amazing flavor, but it doesn’t affect the fact that the crepe itself is indeed delicious, nor does it affect the fact that Wakaba Mutsu really likes this flavor.

Seeing Wakaba Mutsu eating in small bites like a hamster, Nakagawa Nobuyuki felt relieved, and even the ordinary seaweed egg tasted more delicious.

I vaguely remember that a writer once said something a bit perverted, which roughly meant that looking at a girl's tender feet can make one eat three more bowls of rice. Although Nakagawa Nobuyuki has not yet become like this, the principle is probably similar.

After throwing the packaging bag into the trash can, Ruo Yemu suddenly turned on his toes and looked at Nakagawa Nobuyuki behind him.

"Not tomorrow."

Ruoye Mu's tone was indifferent, and no extraneous emotion could be heard in his voice.

"...?"

A question mark appeared above Nakagawa Nobuyuki's head.