It started with being hated by the girl in the band

Goto Ichiri, wearing his usual pink sportswear, lowered his head pitifully and apologized in a low voice.

Actually, there are...but isn't it obvious that that kind of clothes is not suitable for me?

Those cute fluttery clothes...

"It's okay, Pochi. I just grabbed a piece of clothing."

Yamada Ryo comforted Goto Ichiri by patting him while he curled up into a ball.

"Really...really?"

After hearing what Yamada Ryo said, Goto Ichiri dared to raise his eyes quietly and look at him expectantly.

This...this is not just some random piece of clothing, right?

Isn't this the kind of clothing that only super-popular people and famous bands would buy in vintage stores? The kind of expensive and out-of-print fashion clothes!

Goto Ichiri, quietly shattered.

"Ah! Goto-san has shattered into powder!"

Seeing Goto Ichiri suddenly shattered on the ground and turned into pink Pochi powder, Kita on the side immediately showed a look of shock.

"It's okay. If you collect them well, Pochi-chan will recover on his own."

Hong Xia on the side suddenly produced a small shovel and a small broom from her hands, and swept the Pochi powder together with ease.

"Next time, you can mix Pochi and Honey Spice together. Maybe they will become three little girls with super powers."

Yamada Ryo suddenly interrupted.

"It's impossible no matter how you think about it."

Taking the small shovel filled with Pochi powder with his hand wrapped in a Band-Aid, Nakagawa Nobuyuki made a comment.

"If there are three of us, we can let Pochi carry the instrument when we go out."

As he spoke, Yamada Ryo's expectant gaze drifted towards Pochi in Nakagawa Nobuyuki's hand.

"No way! Just carry the instrument yourself."

Hongxia on the side immediately frowned and hit Liang on the head with a knife.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Goto Ichiri on one side to return to his original state.

"Oh, it's amazing no matter how many times I watch it."

Yamada Ryo pretended to cover his head and looked at Goto Ichiri who had finally turned into a human form again.

"If we perform this on stage, we will surely become a well-known acrobatic band."

Nakagawa Nobuyuki had a subtle look on his face. He couldn't help but look at Goto Ichiri on the head, who had just restarted but was still in a downtime state.

There are many things that turn into powder, but it is rare to find something that can be restored to its original state on the spot after turning into powder.

Fortunately, Goto Ichiri didn't catch himself and said something: "Nobuyuki, I don't feel well..."

In this case.

"No, what is an acrobatic band..."

Hong Xia on the side couldn't help but complain and looked over with the same subtle look.

As the few of them were chatting and joking, they arrived at a small park according to the map they had prepared yesterday.

"If it's a poor band or something, of course the promotional photos would be in a place like this."

Hongxia looked around the surroundings and nodded with satisfaction.

Swings, ponies, and all the things you would expect in a park, such as groups of children and wild cats that randomly appear on the roadside.

And today's weather is also very good! It is very suitable for taking pictures, and you don't even need any additional lighting.

"...I, I'd better not be on camera..."

Goto Ichiri, who had just turned on the computer, completed the system self-check and started normal operation, hunched his shoulders and slowly crawled towards the park entrance.

In such a youthful scene, a gloomy guy like me suddenly appears. No matter how you think about it, it seems out of place, right?

Especially when taking photos with such sunny people, I will definitely feel like a balloon seeing the tip of a needle and exploding, right?

By then, the air of all Japan will be filled with its own dark particles... Finally, following the Japan Warm Current and the North Pacific Warm Current, coupled with the operation of the Ferrel Circulation, the Northern Hemisphere will be turned into a hell on earth filled with dark particles!

"Don't worry, if Pochi isn't here, I'll use AI to generate one."

Holding Goto Ichiri who was lost in his own fantasy world, Yamada Ryo closed his eyes and looked indifferent.

"This is too un-band-like, I think."

Nakagawa Nobuyuki and Hongxia were assembling a camera tripod, and they started to complain about the band not being united at all.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I am a humble person. I will sacrifice my dirty blood to awaken the Blood Cloth... I will commit seppuku with my guitar..."

Although Goto Ichiri was very reluctant, he was still forced to take photos aside by everyone.

"No problem, are you ready?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki moved the position of his phone slightly, and after making sure that the position was just right for the sunlight to reach everyone, he looked up and asked.

"Eggplant, eggplant~"

Kita made a "yeah" sign and looked happy, obviously ready.

"Eggplant, eggplant, yeah——"

Yamada Ryo's expression was calm, and his cold face still had no expression. Even the slogan he said when taking photos was so calm.

"No...what is eggplant..."

Hong Xia complained subconsciously, but seeing everyone like this, she also stretched out her hand somewhat shamefully: "Eggplant, eggplant—"

"Ah, that, that——"

I didn't have the courage or fortitude to utter such impromptu lines, and could only reluctantly give a "V" sign.

"Mr. Nakagawa's photography skills are so great, aren't they? He actually took such a cute picture."

Kita was the first to squeeze in front of the screen, looking at his youthful and energetic self in the camera with a look of surprise.

Except one mile of course.

"Let me see, let me see!"

Then, Hong Xia, who came over curiously, exclaimed: "Isn't this a great shot?"

My face in the photo is rosy, which makes me look even more lovely.

Nakagawa Shin sighed in a pretentious manner for a moment, raised his head and looked into the distance, looking like a master photographer.

Poke.

Poke poke.

Ms. Yamada gently poked Nakagawa Nobuyuki with her elbow.

"Nakagawa, it's lame to be happy about something like this."

While saying this, Ms. Yamada looked at the cool self in the photo with a very satisfied expression.

"Isn't it good?"

Nakagawa Nobuyuki chuckled and patted Yamada Ryo's shoulder.

"Nakagawa, from now on you will be the chief photographer of the band."

“Are you getting paid?”

"Two kilograms of sorrel every month."

“Isn’t that too little?”

Apart from Yamada Ryo and Nakagawa Nobu who were playing with each other, Kita seemed to have suddenly discovered something and suddenly pointed at Ichiri in the photo, his tone full of shock.

"Goto-kun, you're so handsome!"

Hearing this, Hongxia subconsciously looked towards Goto Ichiri in the corner of the camera.

"Come and see, Pochi-chan! It's really cool!"

Hongxia also looked surprised and quickly called out to Goto Ichiri who was shrinking and not daring to look at the screen.

Hearing this, Yamada Ryoya blinked, looked at Goto Ichiri who Hongxia was pointing at, and nodded in agreement.

"Really, really?"

Goto Ichiri opened his eyes wide and looked at everyone in disbelief, including Nakagawa Nobuyuki who looked as if he was hiding his achievements and fame.

I mustered up my courage and looked at the screen of my phone. I thought I would see myself looking extremely sloppy, but on the screen, I looked completely different.

The girl's flowing cherry-pink hair looked particularly dazzling in the sun, and her deep eyes were like the huge cave "Abyss".

Although it's just sportswear, his casual standing posture and slightly tilted head make him look more special, especially the guitar on his back, which is as eye-catching as the long sword on the back of a witcher.

"…Who is this…"

The dizzy Goto Ichiri pointed at the pink guy on the screen who looked nothing like himself with his trembling little hand.

72

Chapter 72 A little hope.

"Goto-san, isn't it good to use that handsome photo from before?"

A few of them were walking together on the streets of Shimokitazawa. Kita-san pouted his lips and asked Goto Ichiri, who was stammering and unable to speak.

"…Because, that's not like me at all…"

While he was quietly defending himself, Goto Ichiri's mind kept flashing back to that image of himself.

Am I really that handsome?

No, no, no… It must be that Xin took such a great photo… How could I look like that…

While Goto Ichiri was silently denying himself, he did not forget to secretly glance at Nakagawa Nobuyuki who was walking not far in front of him.

Hehe, Xin is already handsome enough. If Xin takes a selfie...

Oops, oops, I almost drooled.

Nakagawa Nobuyuki, who just reached the traffic light, stopped and looked seriously at Hongxia on the side.

"Nakagawa-san...what's wrong?"

Looking at Nakagawa Nobuyuki's particularly serious gaze, Hongxia unconsciously took a step back.

However, Nakagawa Nobuyuki did not speak directly, but exchanged glances with Yamada Ryo on the side.

(Ms. Yamada, do you understand what I mean?)

Nakagawa Shinko hinted with his eyes.

(I understand. OK.)

Yamada Ryo's eyes sparkled, and he immediately understood what Nakagawa Nobuyuki wanted to say.

"No, what are you communicating with your eyes? Is this an encrypted conversation?"

Hong Xia on the side couldn't help but complain about the two people who were using the room microphone to have an encrypted conversation.

"Hongxia, I heard that any band that takes pictures while crossing the street will become popular."

Nakagawa Nobuyuki imitated Miss Yamada's calm expression and looked at the zebra crossing in front of him.

"Nakagawa is right."

Yamada Ryoya chimed in with a nonchalant look on his face.

"No way! The captain was walking on the zebra crossing properly!"

Seeing the two people who were not in tune with each other suddenly stop just to talk about this kind of thing, Hong Xia couldn't help but feel upset.

The green light comes on.

"But don't we need to have a band feel? Crossing the street together and stuff like that clearly has a band feel to it."

As Nakagawa Nobuyuki said this, he walked onto the zebra crossing with everyone else.