Chainsaw Demon Pochi-chan!

Goto decided to wait a little longer, and when Denji woke up, he would ask him what was going on.

More than an hour later.

The doctor said Denci had woken up and briefly explained his physical condition.

Goto walked into the ward.

As soon as he came in, he saw Denci waving and said, "Hey, isn't this my savior!"

"You are such a..." Goto said helplessly.

She felt as if something was missing from her brain and it was totally abnormal.

Facing this kind of guy, she felt that her communication barriers were nothing.

"The doctor said that your wound looks scary, but it's actually very small. You can be discharged from the hospital and live a normal life after lying in bed for a week."

"Oh, that's great." Denci grinned, "If you lie down for too long, you won't know how much good garbage you'll miss."

Goto didn't want to argue with him, so he asked seriously, "Why is there a piece of devil's meat in your stomach?"

"Ah?" Denci blinked. "What kind of meat?"

"I'm the one who caused your stomach to burst... To some extent, I'm also responsible."

Goto explained a little about the meat slices of the Devil Under the Gun.

"I see... Well, let me think, could it be because I ate the devil's flesh?" Denci said thoughtfully.

"You ate devil meat?" Goto was shocked.

Denci nodded and said, "Yeah, didn't we encounter the muscle demon last time? You put it into the blender and it turned into minced meat."

"Then I saw that the meat was pretty good, so I took it all away and grilled it with my brothers. It took us two weeks to finish it."

Goto also recalled that experience.

Thinking about it carefully, they were confused at that time. The muscle demon didn't sound strong, but its actual combat power was terrifyingly high.

Then it all makes sense.

I guess the Muscle Demon must have grown stronger by eating the Gun Demon's meat.

After hearing her thoughts, Denci said angrily: "Damn it, my brothers also ate devil meat, but this stuff just happened to end up in my stomach!"

"Yeah...should we say you are lucky or unlucky?" Goto said helplessly.

"Oh, come on, maybe this is my fate."

Seeing Denji's depressed look, Goto felt a little guilty.

Although she knew that she was not the instigator and should not be blamed.

But that's just the way she is.

So Goto thought about it and took the initiative to ask: "Denji-kun, are you interested in rock music?"

"What are you shaking?" Denci asked.

“Rock and roll.”

"What do you mean?"

"Actually, my band will be having its debut in a week. You can bring your brothers to listen. I can waive your ticket fees... just consider it as an apology."

"Oh~ music, I don't understand that kind of elegant stuff. Is there anything to eat?"

"There are drinks to drink."

"Want money?"

"I can... not ask you for it."

"That's great!" Denci was excited. "Thank you, big brother. We will definitely go to show our support when the time comes!"

Goto even thought he was a little funny.

——It doesn’t matter, just think of it as attracting a few more viewers.

——Anyway, I don’t need the money for tickets and drinks now, so just help me pay for it.

……

Seven days passed in a flash.

After Goto went out with his guitar and bag, he froze at the door with an ugly expression.

What lies ahead is violent air currents and gloomy weather.

"It's really a typhoon..." Goto muttered, "How could this happen? There was no forecast beforehand."

The band got a chance to perform, but they happened to encounter a typhoon.

This is too tragic.

Beep beep beep beep!

Suddenly, Goto's cell phone rang, and the contact person was Makima.

When I answered the phone, I heard the person on the other end say, "The band's debut concert was hit by a typhoon. It was really depressing."

"Many people who bought tickets before may not come."

"I think so..." Goto sighed.

"It's okay, Pochi-chan. I'll help you get rid of the typhoon. How can you let that guy interfere with your rare performance?"

"Eh?"

"But this might take a while. I'll be there a little later. Don't worry about me. Just focus on preparing for the show."

"Wait, to solve the typhoon is——"

beep.

Before Goto could finish his question, Makima had already hung up the phone.

Chapter 55 Loneliness and Good Things

That morning.

"Hurry up and get up, it's time to go to the show!"

"I see……"

Kita, lying on the bed, sighed and got up reluctantly.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to perform, it’s just that it’s too early now.

Their performance is in the afternoon, so even if you go early, there is no need to rush there early in the morning.

Besides, it was clearly her performance, so why did it seem like the War Demon was more excited than her?

As a Yangjiao, Kita is often told that he "looks dazzling".

But she felt that compared with the fanaticism of the war demon, her brilliance seemed to be just that.

It can be seen that this devil really likes rock music.

Kita asked her why more than once, but the War Demon never said.

So no matter how many questions there are, they cannot be answered.

Kita reluctantly put on his clothes, put on his guitar, said hello to his family, and headed straight for STARRY in Shimokitazawa.

"Good morning~" Kita opened the door and greeted with a smile.

She didn't expect that what she saw would be such a chaotic scene...

"Where did you come from, you stinky beggar? Who told you to steal our drinks?!" Xingge cursed loudly.

Although STARRY hasn't opened yet, it's already very lively because a group of ragged young people are gathered here.

The leader was a young man with yellow hair, who was being scolded by the store manager Xingge by grabbing his hair.

Hongxia hid behind the counter.

Maybe it's because he has never come into contact with such street thugs, so he is a little scared.

"Hey, hey, this is different from what we agreed on!" said the yellow-haired man dissatisfiedly.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Xingge said angrily, "How much have you and your people drunk secretly? Why don't you pay quickly?"

"I have no money."

"Then I'm going to call the police!"

"How can there be someone as unreasonable as you?"

"Say it again, you yellow-haired bastard? Who is being unreasonable?!"

"You! You're being unreasonable!"

Seeing that the argument was getting more and more serious, Kita quickly interrupted and said, "Well, that... Manager, isn't it better to hear his reasons?"

Xingge said disdainfully: "This little rascal is simply a habitual offender. It's useless to ask him."

"Who said that?" Huang Mao said dissatisfiedly, "Of course I did this for a reason. My eldest brother told me to do this!"

"Tell you to steal something?"

"No, she promised us that we can drink all the drinks in your store for free today."

"Huh? This is my store, who is so bold? Who is your eldest brother?"

"She's a pinky."

"…pink hair?"

Xingge looked confused when he heard this.

Is this some new nickname on the street?

Hong Xia, who was hiding at the back, moved her aho-hair a little, and said hesitantly, "Sister, could the pink hair she was talking about be Pochi-chan?"

"How is it possible?" Xingge shook her head and laughed, "How could such a cute Pochi-chan get mixed up with these hooligans..."

She paused for a moment.

Because she suddenly felt that this possibility was not impossible.

After all, Pochi-chan is not only a high school girl, but also a demon hunter in the public security department, so it’s not surprising that she knows everyone.

To be on the safe side, Xingge made a phone call.

After listening to Xingge's story, Goto said, "Ah, the yellow-haired guy you're talking about is Denji, right?"

"Well, I do know him, and I invited him to the show..."

"I'm sorry, store manager. I didn't expect him to leave so early. I also forgot to tell you that all their spending at STARRY will be charged to me."

"Oh, okay." Xingge nodded.

She hung up the phone and turned to Denci and said, "I was wrong about you."

"Hehe, do you know you're wrong now?" Denci stuck out his tongue and said, "Kowtow to me and apologize, and I'll forgive you, you bitch - ah!"

Snapped!

Xingge chopped Dianci on the head with a knife and knocked him down.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Don't push your luck. Even if you have Pochi-chan's face, this is my store. If you don't know how to be polite, I will kick you out."

"Yes, yes... I know I was wrong." Denci cried in pain and replied humbly.

……

In the afternoon, the typhoon began to wreak havoc.

My parents couldn't bear the typhoon to go to the show, so they had to stay home.

So Goto had to go to STARRY alone.

And of course, there's Bochita.

But when Goto braved the wind and rain and walked to the door of the performance room, the dark clouds dissipated a little.