Aspiring to be a girl in a band

Arakawa Kirika was very confident about this.

So Deng happily gave up his first-class seat.

Aine, on the other hand, was half-pushed and half-forced by the light to sit down next to Arakawa Kirika.

Sitting next to Arakawa Kirika, Aine felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Does the lamp... go to class with this feeling every day?

That was really... tough.

Ai Yin nervously slumped onto the table.

Then Ai-yin noticed that the stone friends on the table hadn't been put away yet.

Hmm... If only I could talk to the stone... Maybe I could get some valuable advice.

Aine's thoughts were in a mess, and she really didn't know what to do, so she could only wait for Arakawa Kirika to speak first.

But Arakawa Kirika clearly had no intention of speaking.

She casually took another book out of her bag and started reading, as if nothing had happened.

...What exactly is Wuhua thinking? I really can't understand it at all.

Seeing that the other person didn't respond, Aine could only start to overthink things.

After a while, the bell finally rang for class.

Ai Yin could only force herself to concentrate and start listening to the lesson.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could see that Wuhua, like herself, had her attention focused on the podium.

Oh right...

Aine suddenly realized that although Kirika had a bad side... she was indeed an excellent student.

Compared to Hanasaki River, which is filled with a chaotic atmosphere, Haneoka is undoubtedly a school that values ​​further education.

In a previous school-wide test, Wuhua undoubtedly took first place.

As for myself... I am the third.

Wuhua is amazing in every aspect...

Ai Yin let her thoughts wander.

Volume 1: Chapter 120 The Pink Conflict

Just as Aine was immersed in her own world, a small piece of paper was suddenly thrown in front of her.

Aine's thoughts were thus interrupted.

But she immediately had a new question.

Because this crumpled paper was handed to her by Arakawa Kirika.

This was the first time she had ever seen Arakawa Kirika get distracted during class and do something else.

And... it was all for myself.

Ai Yin thought to herself with a touch of smugness.

Her mood is easily influenced by Arakawa Kirika's every move.

The painful feelings have long been forgotten.

With a touch of excitement, Ai Yin quickly unfolded the crumpled paper, having completely forgotten about the class itself.

Why didn't you practice properly?

The contents of the crumpled paper were very simple; Arakawa Kirika simply repeated what Aine hadn't heard.

But... Aine didn't know how to answer.

Why can't I practice properly? Isn't that entirely your fault, Wuhua...?

But such words obviously cannot serve as a response to Wuhua.

Even if it really is the other party's fault, I can't say it's Wuhua's fault.

So Aine tore a page from her notebook and wrote a passage down.

Because I was in a bad mood

Ai Yin is practically writing "Hurry up and comfort me" out loud.

But... Arakawa Kirika clearly couldn't read the girl's ambiguous feelings.

In other words, Aine, you want to give me a terrible performance, right?

Aine looked at the other person's face.

But... it was impossible to read any emotion from Arakawa Kirika's face.

Aine had no idea what Kirika's intention was in bringing up the live performance at this time.

She had no idea whether, in Wuhua's heart, the live performance was more important, or herself.

But... most likely, the live performance is more important.

Was it because you were worried about the quality of the live performance that you forced yourself to talk to yourself while feeling disgusted...?

Ai Yin felt that she had pieced together the truth.

That's true... Wuhua likes lanterns, so she only spoke a few more words to me because of lanterns.

I... ultimately don't matter at all.

Aine begins to fall into a vicious cycle of self-doubt.

……

Arakawa Kirika looked at Aine and could clearly feel that the little bit of vitality the girl had just regained was beginning to dissipate at a visible rate.

...What was she thinking about again?

Arakawa Kirika was starting to feel a little irritated.

It took Aine a long time to send the paper ball again.

There weren't many words in total.

[Arakawa-kun...don't you hate me? Why are you talking to me?]

Aine hesitated for a long time when choosing a form of address. She felt that her relationship with Kirika now... could no longer be addressed by name. But Aine found it strange that Kirika was still willing to call her "Aine".

Arakawa Kirika replied quickly.

I really hate you, even now.

Upon seeing this sentence, Ai Yin felt as if her heart had been stabbed with a knife.

So... he's only willing to say a few words to this annoying guy because of the lamp...

Aine sank into despair once again; she could no longer numb herself with the spirit of Ah Q.

But for some reason, Arakawa Kirika threw another crumpled piece of paper at them.

Eh?

This surprised Aine.

She thought that her conversation with Wuhua would have to be interrupted after the declaration just now.

But I'll be very disappointed if I don't see you at the live show the day after tomorrow.

Disappointed?

Why would I be disappointed by someone who isn't important?

Ai-yin wasn't in high spirits.

She felt that... these words were still just words of comfort from Arakawa Kirika out of consideration for Tohru, and were of no real value.

Ok……

Looking at the pink-haired girl next to him who exuded a dejected attitude.

Arakawa Kirika felt a little angry.

She handed over two crumpled pieces of paper in a row.

This pink-haired girl dared not reply to me.

So she continued writing.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself, you silly pink dog.

Ayane, who had been listless, suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Clearly, Aine was provoked by Arakawa Kirika's choice of words.

This was the first time since she was born that someone had described her with a word like "stupid dog."

Because she was so surprised, her depressed mood was actually relieved quite a bit.

[I'm not stupid, and I'm not a dog.]

Aine tried to defend herself.

[Is that so? So what if you're disliked? A single, casual remark can sink you. You're hopelessly stupid. You can't even do your own job properly. What's the difference between you and a dog?]

When Aine saw the mocking look on Arakawa Kirika's face as she handed over the note, she felt a surge of anger.

Even she... gets angry!

"Isn't that all your fault? They prepared for that day for so long, and it turned out like that... You don't even consider other people's feelings."

Aine finally vented her pent-up anger.

Even she herself didn't realize that she was no longer... depressed at all.

She even became somewhat obsessed with arguing with Wuhua.

Compared to the previous cautious attempts to guess what the other person was thinking, this direct expression of feelings truly brought Aine and Arakawa Kirika closer together.

[Yeah, I only care about myself, so what? So... Aine, do you regret it?]