Problem Girls Strategy

While Jiang Zao was wiping the table with a rag, Gabriel sat on the floor and prepared to take off her fishnet stockings.

Gabriel pulled the fishnet stockings down from her thighs to her slender ankles that could be held in one hand. There was still a little milk in the tiny mesh on the fair and translucent instep. Her rosy and small toes were like delicious strawberries soaked in milk. Gabriel stretched her sticky toes awkwardly, and the fishnet stockings were stretched and twisted slowly. She reached out and grabbed the socks on her toes and pulled them off.

Without looking back, Gabriel could feel Jiang Zao's burning gaze focused on her legs and feet.

That guy is really interested in girls' feet. Is this what they call foot fetish on the Internet?

Humph, if I hadn't signed a maid contract, I wouldn't have let him look at me like that! He even said I was a small-time maid, but he couldn't move when he saw my legs, just like the monsters in the online game that saw the bait.

Now you have seen the charm of this angel, Cricket Jiang Zao, I only need to show a little bit of my legs and I will be seduced and crazy.

Of course, if he dares to pounce on me, I will send him to hell immediately!

Gabriel hesitated for a long time before taking off all her fishnet stockings. She coughed loudly and then walked happily into the bathroom to wash her thighs.

Chapter 91: Hiroi Kikuri's Invitation

A black coffin that looked exactly like the coffins that vampires slept in in the anime was brought from somewhere. It was laid flat on the ground, revealing an interior made of soft sponge wrapped in blood-red cloth. Goto Ichiri was lying inside.

"How long has Pochi-chan been in this state?" Hongxia reached out and touched Goto Ichiri's fruit candy hair accessories that had melted into two pools of yellow and blue slime. It felt like touching plasticine.

Kita Ikuyo frowned, her face full of worry: "I'm not sure either. It was Jiang Zao who carried Goto-san here."

"Can't that registration be cancelled?"

"I heard that once you sign up, you can't cancel it. If necessary, I'll ask the student union members tomorrow."

"Pochi-chan looks hopeless, right?" Ryo couldn't even see any normal facial features on Goto Ichiri's face. They were swimming freely on Goto Ichiri's face like fish in a fish tank.

"Well, Jiang Zao is convicted of murdering his girlfriend. Execute immediately!" Hong Xia stood up and pointed at Jiang Zao to pronounce the verdict.

Liang immediately took out a sign that read "I am the criminal who assassinated my girlfriend" and turned around to hang the sign around Jiang Zao's neck.

Jiang Zao shrugged and made a suggestion: "How about letting me try the method in the fairy tale Snow White?"

"?" Hongxia suspected that he just wanted to kiss Goto Ichiri instead of waking her up. Everyone here knew that Goto Ichiri was so shy that she delayed her date for a long time because she knew that everyone would catch them kissing. If Jiang Zao kissed her, her heart would probably stop beating.

"If you don't answer, I'll assume you agree." Jiang Zao moved even faster. He leaned half of his body into the black coffin and kissed Goto Ichiri's fluttering cherry-colored lips.

The other three people were afraid to make a sound, for fear of disturbing Goto Ichiri, and prepared to leave quietly. However, the quiet atmosphere was broken by the drunken voice.

Hiroi Kikuri walked into STARRY with a messy step, holding a bottle of shochu in her hand, and leaning against the stair railing with a flushed face. She turned her head to look at Ichichi Hoshika and raised her shochu excitedly: "Yaho! Buy me a drink!"

"How is that possible! Get out of here, you drunkard." Yidi Chi Xingge showed no mercy to her drunkard schoolmate.

"Really..." Hiroi Kikuri staggered a few steps to Hongxia's side, put her arms around her, and rubbed Hongxia's cheeks left and right: "Your sister's words are too sharp, isn't it? If I'm here, the little sister will be happier, right?"

The strong smell of alcohol on her body made Hong Xia frown. She glanced at Hiroi Kikuri with empty eyes, and said to her coldly with a disdainful tone: "Please go back, we are about to open for business."

"You've learned to match the gaze of your senior." Hiroi Kikuri felt as if she was exposed to an extremely cold place with a snowstorm, and her body was frozen into ice bit by bit.

"Oh?" Hiroi Kikuri noticed that no matter how noisy this place was, it did not affect Jiang Zao, who had half of his body in the coffin. She bent sideways curiously and asked, "What are you guys playing?"

"Oh oh oh oh oh! It's actually a French kiss. Pochi-chan's boyfriend, you are not simple! Hahahaha!" Hiroi Kikuri laughed out loud and patted Jiang Zao on the back.

Jiang Zao didn't even raise his head. He loosened his left hand that was supporting the edge of the coffin, stretched out his index and middle fingers, and gave Hiroi Kikuri a "yeah" gesture in return.

"So what are they doing?" Hiroi Kikuri pointed at the couple and looked at the others.

"Because Jiang Zao signed up Goto-san for the cultural festival performance."

"Eh? Pochi-chan is going to perform?"

Jiang Zao kissed her for a long time but to no avail. Instead, Hiroi Kikuri's words woke Goto Ichiri up in shock. She pushed Jiang Zao away, sat up and shouted, "I! I can't do it! There are too many more spectators in the exhibition space than usual."

"I think the main reason is that Pochi-chan doesn't dare to perform in front of people she knows at school." Jiang Zao took out a handkerchief to wipe the water stains from the corners of Pochi-chan's mouth. This small action made Hongxia and Kita Ikuyo blush slightly.

How intense did the kiss have to be to cause this?!

"Ah, well, yes." Goto Ichiri lowered his head in frustration.

The long hair on her temples covered Goto Ichiri's cheeks. Hiroi Kikuri could not see the expression on her face, but she could feel her depressed mood, which reminded her of her own timid self in the past.

Hiroi Kikuri reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a purple ticket, then held it out to Goto Ichiri: "Pochi-chan, this is for you. It's a return gift for your previous performance."

Goto Ichiri carefully stretched out her hands to take the ticket, not understanding why Hiroi Kikuri wanted to give it to her.

"My band has a performance today, come and see it if you're free."

"Hey, is it really okay?"

"Of course!" Hiroi Kikuri took out four more tickets and distributed them to the others: "Here, this is your share."

"Thank you very much." Liang took the ticket respectfully.

Hong Xia patted her legs and stood up: "Then I'll go get my wallet."

"Yeah, we have to pay for the ticket." Kita Ikuyo also prepared to get up and get her wallet.

Hiroi Kikuri smiled and waved her hand to stop them: "It's okay! I'll send you off."

"but..."

"There's no need to be so stubborn."

"Ah?" Hiroi Kikuri was a little confused: "You don't think I'm the kind of poor band member who would blackmail high school girls, do you?"

"Isn't it?" Goto Ichiri bulged her eyes in shock. She remembered that she paid for Hiroi Kikuri's subway fare home after her last street performance.

"Damn it!" Hiroi Kikuri shouted at Ichichi Hoshika unwillingly, "Senior, give me a bottle of shochu!"

The only response she got was Ichichi Hoshige's ruthless rejection.

"Only a ghost would give it to you, idiot."

Not getting any soju, Hiroi Kikuri held her ankles with both hands and swayed from side to side with her legs crossed: "Anyway, don't worry, don't look at me like this, we are very popular among independent bands, right?"

Ryo, who is a fan of Hiroi Kikuri’s band, immediately responded, “Yes, there are a lot of core fans!”

Hiroi Kikuri held her chest and said confidently, "We can easily sell more than the quota of tickets, and we can also make money from selling peripherals."

Hong Xia put her hands behind her back and stared at Hiroi Kikuri with disdain: "Then why do you always drink cheap wine and use my bathroom to take a bath?"

Ijichi Xingge put her hands on her hips and looked at her with the same eyes: "You should pay my rent."

"Forehead..."

Goto Ichiri weakly gave Hiroi Kikuri one last blow: "You haven't paid me back for the bus fare before..."

"this..."

Ichichi Hoshige's eyes turned sinister: "You really are blackmailing me."

Hiroi Kikuri was immediately at a loss and began to explain: "There are actually many difficulties behind this!"

She smiled bitterly with tears in her eyes: "I always performed in a drunken state, and always broke some equipment, and all the money was used to compensate."

Ichichi Xingge said unhappily: "You've got it all your own way."

Chapter 92: So, you also...

"Pochi-chan," Ijichi Hoshika said, holding Hiroi Kikuri's collar and facing Goto Ichiri, "Does this guy still have any money he hasn't paid back to you?"

"Big sister, there is no more here..." Goto Ichiri said, glancing at Liang behind him, the meaning was self-evident.

Liang turned his head away awkwardly, not daring to look directly at Ichichi Xingge.

I clearly took the initiative to treat Liang and didn't let her spend any money, so why was she still able to borrow money without my knowledge?

Jiang Zao couldn't imagine how much Liang spent on musical instruments every month.

Finally, Ryo and Hiroi Kikuri knelt on the ground, holding the money they owed Goto Ichiri in their hands. Ijichi Hoshika stood majestically behind them like a gangster debt collector: "You two bastards, hurry up and say 'I'm sorry, I'm late for paying you back'!"

"Sorry, we're late in paying you back." The two men lowered their heads and handed the money in their hands to Goto Ichiri.

"No...it's okay..."

After paying back the money, Hiroi Kikuri took a sip of the shochu in her hand and said goodbye to her money sadly: "Have a safe journey, my little money."

Jiang Zao felt that this sentence was more suitable to be said by Mr. Krabs of Bikini Bottom, rather than the drunkard Kikuri Hiroi.

"You should quit drinking. You didn't drink at all before the performance? Be careful not to ruin your body." Ijichi Xingge said these caring words in a stern tone.

"It doesn't matter if it's just a small matter!" Hiroi Kikuri raised her shochu towards the coffin in high spirits: "Okay! Let's get ready to go to Shinjuku!"

Not hearing the expected cheers, Hiroi Kikuri pouted in dissatisfaction: "Hey, what are your reactions? Shouldn't we be full of expectations? Say GO, GO!"

"Can she really hold a concert like this?" Hong Xia expressed her doubts. Hiroi Kikuri can't even distinguish between objects and people now. She might not even remember the songs when she goes on stage. She might even grab the bass as a microphone.

"SICK HACK's performance will be great, I promise you!" Liang was excited at the thought that he could watch their performance for free.

"SICK HACK?"

"Is this the name of Hiroi-san's band?"

"Yes."

Although I have performed on the streets with my older sister, I still don’t know what her musical style is like.

Goto Ichiri and Jiang Zao held hands and followed the crowd one step behind. Goto Ichiri stared at Hiroi Kikuri's back and began to look forward to the next performance as he listened to the crisp "tapping" sound of her wooden clogs.

As soon as they reached the crowded subway station, Goto Ichiri could no longer stand the terrifying crowd and timidly pulled Jiang Zao back, saying in a low voice: "Ah, today's performance was really great, thank you for the hospitality..."

"Pochi-chan, we haven't even reached the venue yet!" Jiang Zao pulled the trembling Goto Ichiri into his arms and comforted him softly.

The group got off the subway and walked into a building with colorful signs in the shape of seahorses and apples. Hiroi Kikuri held up a bottle of shochu and stood in front of the light blue iron door with various posters on it. She introduced it with pride and excitement: "This is my home! Shinjuku FOLT!"

"Come in, come in!" Hiroi Kikuri shook the empty wine bottle and walked into the house with a swagger.

In Shinjuku FOLT, the walls are painted dark blue and covered with all kinds of song posters and photos of rock stars. Metal pipes are intricately intertwined on the gray ceiling, and there are many old blue storage boxes whose functions are unknown. The serious atmosphere, which is completely different from STARRY, makes the girls feel a little restrained.

"I feel that this place is very different from STARRY..." Kita Ikuyo placed her hands in front of her body with a slight look of uneasiness, observing the interior of Shinjuku FOLT.

Hong Xia pretended to be relaxed and comforted her: "Don't worry, it's no different from my home."

It’s a bit scary indeed, but it doesn’t seem to be a problem as the performance and exhibition spaces are all the same.

As Goto Ichiri was thinking this, she suddenly noticed an unusually strong gaze staring at her. She looked in the direction of the gaze and saw three people sitting on green plastic chairs next to a round table in the store.

There was one man and two women. The man held a cigarette in his hand and took a puff from time to time. The most important thing was the girl with twin ponytails sitting in the middle. She was pouting and looking at Fuji Ichiri with a slightly unhappy look on her face.

"Thank you...thank you for treating me to such a wonderful performance..." Goto Ichiri wanted to pull Jiang Zao and run away again.

"Hey! Xiaoyin!" Hiroi Kikuri greeted the black-haired man who had a single ponytail, curled hair on both sides of the temples, full of earrings, and a metal bracelet on his hand, who was counting money skillfully.

"Ah?" The other person turned his head unhappily, and stared at the source of the sound fiercely with his eyes with faint dark circles.

Hong Xia couldn't hold back after being glared at by him. With tears in her eyes, she hid behind Jiang Zao with Goto Ichiri, one on each side, and said in a sobbing voice, "I... I really want to see my sister..."

"Ijichi-senpai! Cheer up!"

With the introduction of the store manager Xiaoyin, who has an uncle's body but a girl's heart, everyone got to know the other two members of SICK HACK, drum player Iwashita Shima and guitarist Shimizu Elisa.

It is worth mentioning that Eliza Shimizu, a British girl, did not come to Japan for rock music at first, but wanted to become a guitarist in a band that covers anime songs. She also specially showed off the mobile phone pendant she bought at Summer Comiket.

Jiang Zao took out the same pendant, and the two hit it off immediately. They shook hands excitedly and said, "So, you are also from the second dimension!"

The two of them sympathized with each other and chatted about many related topics before the concert began. If Shima Iwashita hadn't forcibly dragged her away to prepare for the performance, it is estimated that Elisa Shimizu could have chatted with Jiang Zao for several hours.

As the performance got closer to its official start time, more and more people filled the performance space, leaving the band members with a new impression of Hiroi Kikuri.

"My big sister's band is so popular."

The lights went out one by one, and the curtain in front of the stage slowly rose. The light shone on everyone's faces like the sun piercing the darkness. Hiroi Kikuri sang slowly in her unique voice full of laziness and drunkenness to the hazy tune. There was no sign of drunkenness on the bass in her hand, and she played in an orderly manner.

The drum set is like a precision machine that never makes a mistake in the hazy rhythm of the song, grasping the beat to the exact degree, and every beat makes people more immersed in the music.

The guitar's just right and emotional performance did not affect the logic of the entire song at all. Combined with Hiroi Kikuri's lazy voice, it brought the audience under the stage into a psychedelic, absurd dream that was so refreshing that their brains were about to flow out of their ears.

The light in Goto Ichiri's deep blue eyes grew brighter and brighter as she stared at the dazzling figures on the stage with longing. Each one of them made her extremely yearning for them.

The performers on the stage are the heroes, and sure enough, the rock band is so cool!

Goto Ichiri suddenly felt that performing at the cultural festival was not so scary anymore.

Chapter 4 The Quintessential Quintuplets (K)

In the lounge covered with wall stickers and graffiti, Hiroi Kikuri wiped the sweat from her face with a towel. She felt refreshed after the performance and wished she could have another bottle of shochu.