Chainsaw Demon Pochi-chan!

"what!"

Goto suddenly sat up in the bed, breathing rapidly.

She looked around reflexively and found that it was her own room, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huh...is it a nightmare?"

"That's great, that's great, really, it's just a dream, why make it so real?"

She muttered to herself thankfully.

But then, she felt the quilt move.

"Eh?"

"Wang Wang!"

Looking at the puppy with its head poking out from under the quilt and the chainsaw above its head having cut a hole in the quilt, Goto felt his mind in a mess.

"Bochita?!"

Chapter 3: Lonely Rock Band

Seeing Bochita appear, Goto could no longer deceive himself.

"It's really not a dream..."

"Wang!"

"Well, you're still yelling. You've even scratched the quilt. You're definitely going to get scolded by mom now."

Goto quickly accepted the fact.

I accidentally went to hell last night and chopped a demon with a chainsaw.

Having experienced such an outrageous thing, Goto's mental strength is extremely strong.

She sighed and stood up.

No matter what you have been through, you still have to go to school.

If nothing unexpected happens, after school, we will go to the performance room to meet the seniors in the band.

Goto put on his clothes slowly.

A pink, plain sportswear.

The only thing worth mentioning is that it matches her long pink hair.

"Wang Wang!"

Goto also had a headache when he heard Bochita's cry.

——Is it really okay to just leave Bochita at home like this?

——If my family saw this, they would be scared.

——But with this shape, it would only be more troublesome to carry it out.

——Maybe... we can think of another way?

Goto thought about it, took out his old school bag and unzipped it.

"Pochita, can you come in?"

"Wang!"

Bochita jumped into the bag in two steps. Her body just fit in, but the huge chainsaw above her head stuck out.

"Nerve-wracking... huh?"

Just as Goto was beginning to feel distressed, the chainsaw on Bochita's head retracted on its own.

Finally, it shrank to just a tiny amount.

It seemed like this was the limit, and it couldn't be completely retracted into the body, but it was enough to zip up the zipper.

However, Goto was still curious.

——What is its structure? If the chainsaw is retracted into the body, won’t it damage its internal organs?

——Perhaps the creatures of Hell should not be judged by human standards.

——Did you see the internal organs flowing out when you cut the gun demon? I don’t remember it very well…

Goto shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and went downstairs to wash up.

In the bathroom mirror, you can clearly see her delicate face and lively blue eyes.

Despite this, Goto has no awareness of being a beauty.

On the contrary, she felt that someone like her who stayed in a small space all day must look dirty and smell like mothballs.

I told my mother about the quilt and had breakfast.

Goto went to school with his guitar on his back and his schoolbag in hand.

……

Shuka High School in Shimokitazawa.

There was nothing noteworthy about Goto's day here.

She still lived in the dilemma of wanting to talk to people but not daring to. The only consolation was that Bochita would occasionally move in her schoolbag.

This would make Goto feel less lonely.

Of course, this also made her feel that the quality of the old schoolbag was very good.

Fortunately, I wasn't accidentally scratched by a chainsaw.

After school, Goto went to a performance room called STARRY.

But when he got down the stairs and reached the door, Goto stopped.

"Um... is it really okay to just go in like this?"

"Come to think of it, I just met these two seniors yesterday. Although they said we can perform together in the future, it's still a bit difficult to go in alone..."

Goto's social phobia has recurred.

"Wang Wang!"

Bochita cried out twice in her schoolbag.

"Eh? You said... they already consider me a friend?"

"Not necessarily. We just performed together once. Wouldn't it be a bit too shameless to just treat us as friends?"

"Wang~"

Hearing Bochita's call again, Goto took a deep breath, then raised his hand and said, "Since you've encouraged me so much, I'll try knocking on the door—"

"Pochi-chan, who are you talking to?" A female voice came from behind.

"Eh eh eh?!"

Goto jumped in fright and turned around quickly.

I saw two girls standing on the top of the stairs, one with blonde hair in a ponytail and the other with short blue hair.

The voice just now came from the blonde girl.

Ichichi Hongxia is the band's leader and drummer.

"Well, I was just... talking to myself." Goto replied awkwardly.

"Pochi-chan, you were just having wild thoughts before, but now you're even starting to have schizophrenia." The blue-haired girl next to him said expressionlessly, "Have the symptoms gotten worse?"

She is Yamada Ryo, who always looks cold and is the bassist of the band.

The nickname "Pochi-chan" was given by her.

"Haha, don't say that." Hong Xia smiled, "Pochi-chan, you're really here, and you're here so early, so hurry up and come in with us?"

"Yeah!" Goto nodded.

With two seniors, Goto no longer has to worry about it alone.

Although, I am still somewhat shy when facing the two of them.

Their band did not perform today, so they were only responsible for some reception matters.

After all, STARRY is owned by Hong Xia’s family.

While working inside, Goto would still occasionally notice the posters on the wall and stare at them in fascination.

"The legend of rock, Samurai Band, are pretty awesome, right?" Hong Xia said from the side.

Goto nodded.

Hong Xia laughed and said, "My dream is that our band can be like them one day!"

Goto stared at the person on the poster.

The tall figure with long pink hair, blue eyes and a curvy body, who was playing the guitar diligently.

Joni, the lead singer of the band Samurai.

Because she often performed in white silk stockings, she was also called "Joni Whitefoot".

——The only similarities between her and I are probably our hair color and eye color, right?

——Even if I am confident in my guitar skills, I am afraid that I cannot compare with this legendary figure.

Goto sighed.

After working for several hours, Goto set out on his journey home.

Now that we have a new pet like Bochita at home, we must always feed it.

Although we already have a puppy named "Jimmyhen" at home, we can't steal its food, right?

So Goto decided.

Go buy dog ​​food!

She took a different route today than usual and took a long detour to get home.

But what I didn't expect was that when I was passing by an alley, I was harassed by a few boys.

"Hey, little sister, we are a little short on money lately, can you lend us some money?" The leader, a yellow-haired man, said with a playful smile, "Of course, if you don't have money, you can let me touch you a little."

"Hey, big brother, where...are you touching?" asked the younger brother behind him.

"What do you say?"

"Oh, I see~"

"Of course it's her beautiful pink hair."

"……what?"

"What do you think?" The yellow-haired guy glanced at him. "Even if we haven't been to school, we still need to have basic qualities, understand?"

"Yeah, yes, you are worthy of being called Big Brother Denci!" The younger brother hurriedly flattered him.

The boy called Denci turned around and asked again, "So, little sister, do you have any money?"

Goto's face turned pale and he took a half step back.

Chapter 4: The Lone Guitar Hero

"Hey, why aren't you talking?" Denci scratched his head. "We are seriously looking for money from you, little sister!"

"Uh uh..." Goto stammered.

This was really the first time she had encountered such a thing.

Although I have always seen similar plots in some comic novels, I experienced it personally today.

So, she really didn't know what to do.

She, who already had social anxiety, couldn't utter a word.