Aspiring to be a girl in a band

"9 points."

"Oh? That's quite high."

Arakawa Kirika smiled thoughtfully.

This made Xiangzi very unhappy, feeling that this bastard must have misunderstood something.

So Xiangzi added fiercely.

"It's a 100-point system! A 100-point system! Don't get it wrong."

But Arakawa Kirika laughed even more heartily.

"I know... A score of 9 out of 100 is pretty high, I thought... it would be 1, or even 0."

Now it was Xiangzi's turn to be speechless.

She didn't understand... what was so happy about this?

So Xiangzi simply turned his head away and remained silent.

"I said... Xiangzi, do me a favor."

Ok?

Hearing Arakawa Kirika's tone, which carried a hint of pleading, Shoko felt... quite strange.

This was the first time she had ever heard Arakawa Kirika say something like, "Do me a favor..."

He always uses a commanding tone.

This guy... did he really take the wrong medicine today?

Xiangzi was puzzled, but faced with this rare tone of pleading, she subconsciously listened carefully.

"I hope you can...always hate me."

Arakawa Kirika spoke calmly.

Xiangzi remained silent for a short while.

Because she simply didn't understand...

What kind of request is this?

There's no need to emphasize it at all.

I was already...

I'll always hate you.

Xiangzi still felt something was wrong, so she stood up and looked into Arakawa Kirika's eyes.

"What's wrong? Is this request difficult for you?"

Arakawa Kirika grinned, a malicious smile on her face.

But Xiangzi didn't care about any of that now; he simply pressed the back of his hand against Arakawa Kirika's forehead.

"He doesn't have a fever... so why is he talking nonsense?"

Xiangzi muttered in confusion.

Seeing Xiangzi like this, Arakawa Kirika found it even more amusing, so she simply grabbed Xiangzi's wrist and pulled him into her arms.

"You... seem to be overthinking it. I just think that if you stop disliking me one day, then I won't have an excuse to bully you anymore."

Arakawa Kirika said.

But... Xiangzi still felt something was off.

When this guy bullies people... he never needs an excuse; he just does it whenever he thinks of it.

Looking at the smile on Arakawa Kirika's lips, Shoko felt... a little dazed.

This guy is starting to change too.

Volume 1: Chapter 145 The Cat Plays a Straight Ball

Arakawa Kirika arrived at a park alone.

She looked around but couldn't find the little animal that had invited her.

The surrounding streetlights, which were already emitting only dim light, flickered a few times before flashing a few bright red arcs of electricity. Then, with a loud "bang," they went silent.

Hmm... the streets at night, the empty park, and a streetlamp that just happened to be broken...

Arakawa Kirika was not afraid at all about the somewhat eerie scene before her.

Instead, it immediately brought to mind many elements full of storytelling.

So... where exactly did Lena hide?

Arakawa Kirika searched for a while longer.

If it were Aine, she would probably have started calling out Rakuna's name loudly by now, but Arakawa Kirika is unwilling to do so.

Fortunately, it didn't take her much time.

She soon noticed a strange noise coming from the bushes nearby.

What darted out of the bushes was certainly not a monster, after all, this wasn't some bizarre and fantastical world.

Eyes facing each other.

Lena's short silver hair shone brightly in the hazy moonlight, even appearing to glow slightly.

Ronna held the object in her arms and displayed it in front of Arakawa Kirika, as if explaining why she hadn't waited at the designated location.

"Playing with the cat."

Lena always likes to omit the subject when communicating, but... in a sense, that's what makes her so endearing.

Arakawa Kirika's gaze shifted downwards.

Just as Lena said, she was holding a white and gray cat in her arms, and the cat had a very conspicuous feature.

"So long."

Arakawa Kirika spoke casually.

Lena squatted down, put the cat on the ground, and then said "nya...nya" a few times to her fellow cat before waving goodbye to the tabby cat.

Ok……

nya, huh...?

Arakawa Kirika recalled with great interest the cat language that Ryuna had just uttered.

The pronunciation of [nya] is indeed more similar to [miao].

After watching her playmates leave, Renai stood up again and quickly walked over to Arakawa Kirika's side.

"Mist Flower".

Rakuna happily called out Arakawa Kirika's name, while Arakawa Kirika gently plucked a few weeds from Rakuna's hair.

With the idea of ​​returning to dust, Arakawa Kirika tossed the few weeds stuck in Ryuna's hair back into the flower bed.

The two then sat down side by side on a nearby bench.

"So, is something wrong, Lena?"

Arakawa Kirika asked casually, but she was also very curious about what this cat wanted from her, and why... it had to talk to her in person.

But Arakawa Kirika noticed that after she asked that question, Rana's expression became very subtle, and her face flushed red instantly.

This reaction...

Arakawa Kirika seemed to understand something, and her expression turned somewhat angry.

"You didn't actually have anything to say to me... Am I right, Lena?"

Lena lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, but unfortunately, there was little remorse in her expression.

Lena gripped the wooden planks of the bench with her hands behind her back, while gently swaying her upper body.

"Um... I'm sorry, Kirika, I lied."

Arakawa Kirika hates being lied to, which is almost common knowledge, so Neko naturally knew this as well, but she still did it anyway.

“Because…it’s been so long since I’ve seen you, I miss you so much.”

As the saying goes, sincerity is the best weapon.

Arakawa Kirika, who was initially a bit angry, calmed down considerably upon hearing such a straightforward expression of longing.

Has it been a long time since Renai and I last saw each other?

Arakawa Kirika pondered.

Indeed, she could hardly remember the last time the two of them were alone like this.

Arakawa Kirika then hugged Ryuna tightly, resting her chin on Ryuna's shoulder.

"It's already this late, hasn't Grandma called you home yet?"

Arakawa Kirika stared into the shadows ahead.

Thanks to the dilapidated infrastructure of the old park, the two are now completely bathed in darkness, with the only source of light being the crescent moon overhead.

"Grandma isn't home today."

Ronna's replies were always quick; she would respond almost the instant Arakawa Kirika finished speaking.

"So, you've been playing around all this time and haven't gone home yet?"

As Arakawa Kirika spoke, she reached out and pinched Rakuna's face a few times, feeling the springy texture of Rakuna's cheeks.

Lena opened her big eyes and looked at her owner.

She felt that Wuhua was acting strangely today, but... Lena couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

But Ranna still enjoyed Arakawa Kirika's caresses, and an expression of enjoyment gradually appeared on her face.

“I went home.”

Lena said earnestly.