Chainsaw Demon Pochi-chan!

The four decided to take a group photo next to a wall with pictures on it, and even settled on jumping poses.

But Goto seldom jumped, and the rising air current accidentally exposed her skirt.

There were many small incidents during this period.

Finally, a photo with the style of the ending band is freshly released.

"Great, now we finally have something like a band." Hong Xia said with a smile, "I made the peripherals, Liang composed the music, and Kita's guitar skills have improved a lot. We will soon have our first original song!"

"So... you guys have done so much in the past three days." Goto said, "I'm a little ashamed that I couldn't help at all."

"It's okay, it's okay, because Pochi-chan will be in charge of the most important lyrics!"

"Oh, lyric writing... huh? Eh?!"

"Pochi-chan," Ryo looked at him intently, "You can do it, right?"

Nijixia and Kita also looked at her expectantly, which made Goto unable to say no.

"Ah... yes, yes..."

Chapter 34: Lonely but Don't Open the Door

The band's activities today ended and they officially disbanded.

Goto was also half-forced into taking on the task of writing the lyrics.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Goto first walked back to Makima's house.

Makima, who came to open the door to greet him, seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile, "You're back?"

"Oh, oh..." Goto clenched his fists, "Well, Ms. Makima, I really won't live with you anymore."

"Hmm?" Makima's expression turned disappointed. "Why?"

"That... will cause you trouble."

"I won't mind the trouble. Rather, I really hope you can stay here, even for more than one day."

"..."

Goto naturally understood Makima's intentions.

But no matter how hard she tries to refuse others, she will never give in on matters of principle.

Because she knew clearly the danger of staying in Machima's house.

The fact that she didn't discover Bochita's existence last time was partly due to luck and partly due to Makima's respect for her.

But what if we stay a little longer?

Goto really didn't dare to gamble, it was simply playing with his life.

Makima also noticed the determination in Goto's expression and couldn't help but sigh.

"Well, at least let me take you home," said Makima.

"Thank you, Ms. Makima." Goto nodded, "I still have to trouble you in the end."

"Please don't say that anymore. I am serving you of my own free will. This is not a trouble but an honor to me."

"OK, all right."

"I'll go get your guitar and then I'll call the driver."

Makima said, turning and walking into the house.

Goto stood outside the door, his tense nerves finally relaxing.

She was finally used to talking to Makima, even though this woman always gave people a dangerous feeling, and sometimes made people feel like they were in an icy cave.

But when Makima took a low profile, she was unusually humble, even to the point where she felt embarrassed.

As long as your heart can handle it, it's actually quite fun to communicate with her.

Soon Makima brought Goto's guitar and called a black limousine.

The two of them sat together in the back seat of the car and were slowly driven towards Goto's house.

We didn't talk much along the way.

Just when the car drove up to the house and Goto opened the door and was about to get out.

Makima suddenly said, "Pochi-chan, I want to remind you of one last thing."

"Oh...what's wrong?" Goto asked, turning around.

"Be careful Kita."

"Eh?"

"Goodbye, we should have a chance to meet again soon."

Makima didn't explain, she just smiled and said goodbye.

Goto didn't ask any more questions. He took his things, got out of the car, and watched the black sedan drive away.

It was then that Goto remembered something.

——I haven’t been home for more than three days...How should I explain this to my parents?

She opened the door with trepidation and saw her mother in the living room.

"Oh, isn't this Yili?" Mom smiled naturally, "Thank you for your hard work these three days."

"what?"

"Ms. Machima has already told me that you were on a business trip for the police these three days, and the bonus has been transferred to me, so I know everything."

"That's it..."

"Xiao Yili is really capable. He can help support the family at such a young age!"

"Hehehe, I'm just average~"

Being praised by his mother like this, Goto's steps unconsciously became lighter.

After returning to his room, Goto immediately took out dog food and poured a full bowl for Bochita.

Although she was trapped in the hotel, she would occasionally think of Bochita and steal some food and put it in her bag.

But that little bit is not even enough to fill the gaps between teeth.

That's why Goto is planning to compensate it more now, and when he has the chance in the future, he will take it to eat something better.

In her subsequent free time, she took out her little notebook and prepared to start writing lyrics.

However, looking at the lines on the notebook, her mind felt empty.

"Well, if I remember correctly, I should have written something when I was in junior high school or elementary school, right?"

Goto started rummaging around in his room, and soon he actually found an old notebook.

But when I opened it and read the content, I was shocked.

"Look at me cursing one person a day."

——What kind of crap is this... Even if it's an iron corner, it's still too dark!

"The lyrics of most bands seem to be the type that eulogizes youth."

Goto couldn't help but curl up at the thought of those lyrics that exuded energy.

"Or they are cynical and the type who might be banned at any time."

"Eh? I think I can write something like this. How about writing the lyrics of my previous encounter with the devil?"

"Well... after all, forget it."

Putting aside the issue of public security confidentiality, Goto himself was somewhat reluctant to recall those events.

The matter of writing lyrics really stumped her.

……

Two days later.

Goto lay on the table in the living room, still at a loss.

In the past two days, she has resumed her normal life rhythm, going to school, working at STARRY, band practice, etc.

However, the speed of writing lyrics is so slow that it seems like the ancient people carving words on bamboo slips.

——It would be great if writing was as easy as chopping someone with a chainsaw.

Goto would even have such thoughts occasionally.

Currently, the only thing on her notebook that makes her satisfied is the cute signature of "Pochi".

As for the lyrics, I have indeed written a version.

The lyrics are borrowed and stitched together from various youth rock songs, with forced positive energy and catering to the masses.

——Anyway, let’s show it to someone first.

——Who should I look for?

——Hmm…Ryo is in charge of composing the music, so I should definitely contact her first, right?

Thinking of this, Goto plucked up his courage and took the initiative to send a private message to Liang on the chat app.

What she didn't expect was that Liang replied within a few seconds.

"I'm just outside. Come to this store to find me."

Liang sent this message.

Then, a few more pictures were sent, showing the exquisite signboard and dim sum menu, as well as the specific coordinates.

"Wow... What a fashionable cafe." Goto's face turned pale with fear. "Is this a place that a guy like me can really enter?"

Then Liang sent me an emoticon with starry eyes.

"Waiting for you~"

——It’s over, she’s already waiting for me.

I have to go now.

Goto quickly put on his bag and headed towards Ryo's coordinates.

After walking for less than twenty minutes, Goto arrived at the door of the cafe and was about to open it to go in.

But her movements suddenly stopped and her expression froze.

Because her intuition was giving her a crazy warning, as if it was telling her this.

"Pochi-chan, don't open the door."

"Don't go in!"

Chapter 35: Loneliness and Impressive People

The intuition of danger lasted only a moment before disappearing without a trace, like an illusion.

This made Goto doubt even more whether the strange sense of crisis he had just felt was real.

——It should be... just my illusion, right?

——No, we can’t be so careless. My intuition has been accurate every time before. We can’t rely on luck.

Goto frowned, and after thinking it over, he took out his cell phone and chatted with Liang privately again.

"Can we talk somewhere else?" Goto sent a message.

"why?"

When Liang asked the question, he also attached photos of drinks and curry rice.

It looks like it was just taken.

"I have already ordered food and drink."

Goto felt distressed for a moment, then said, "Then... I'll wait outside for you to finish eating."