Although, just tell me if it’s rock and roll enough!

The girl raised her head and looked around fearfully. She thought no one had noticed her cell phone ringing, but when she looked up, she saw Hiroi Kikuri, who looked confused.

Eh!

"I say, do you listen to this song?" Hiroi Kikuri said to the girl.

"no no……"

The girl turned her head hurriedly, and saw the store manager Xingge, who had just gone out to take out the trash, standing at the door. She looked at the girl with an expression of disbelief on her face.

Apparently, she also heard the ringing of the girl's cell phone.

Eh? !

Why are they all here?!

"Heh," Hiroi Ichiri twitched the corner of his mouth. Hey, has Little Lonely-chan also started listening to Second-Hand Rose?

Store manager: "..."

She didn't know what to say.

“Ahhhhhhh I ahhhhhhhhhhh…”

The girl uttered a few interjections as awkwardly as if her face had rolled off the keyboard. That was it, she was caught listening to Ershoumeigui's song!

How can I still be alive?

The girl convulsed on the spot.

Image: "Pochi's Daily Cyber ​​Psychosis", Location: "Images/1725995025-100408515-112112030.jpg"

……

Half an hour later, the girl ran to the door of the house like a thief, and then quietly pushed open the door.

"Hey, why did Hong Xia suddenly call me?!"

Looking at the phone screen, the girl was confused, she didn't know her bandmates were going to call her.

...But, let’s go back to our room first!

I'm Goto Ichiri and I just want to go back to my room!

Her parents and sister were watching TV in the living room, and even her pet dog Jimmy Henry was lying on the floor with his family. The girl was lying at the entrance, looking at her family with a dark face.

It's so uncomfortable. Why are all the family members in the living room? !

To get back to the room, the living room is the only way. When I think about making a noise and being noticed by my parents, they will ask me if I have made any friends. It is easier to make more friends...

By that time, the girl's body is probably still there listening to her parents' conversation, but her soul is nowhere to be found...

When the girl thought of the blunder that just happened in the livehouse, she felt like she had a myocardial infarction. She almost couldn't breathe and died on the spot.

If I were asked so many questions by my parents, my life might be over... (sad)

No! I can’t make any noise and let my parents know I’m back!

Escape, escape quickly!

Come on, Pochi, believe that you can do it!

——Sneak back into your room and start fighting!

The girl encouraged herself in reality. She took off her leather shoes, picked up her guitar, and quietly crawled back.

"Recently, our city's summer festival is in full swing... and recently, due to the previous humiliating defeats of regional bands, it has become the biggest topic in the entertainment industry recently."

"Let's take a look at the comments of a former musician at Budokan. A straightforward music critic said: If the new band doesn't achieve some success, they will lose all their face."

Reviews of the Summer Festival were being broadcast on TV. This event had not produced any good bands for several years in a row, and the outside world had lost confidence in it.

The girl's father said: "It's over. There has been no talent produced in these music festivals. I think it will collapse soon."

The girl's mother said: "Don't worry, our little Pochi will participate in this competition. With her ability in 'Guitar Hero', she will definitely become the Rookie of the Year!"

The girl's sister: "Correct! Long live sister!"

Jimmy Hen: Woof!

The family was watching TV, and the girl was secretly delighted to see that the battle was halfway through, but the next second...

"Private flowers, saki, and buds." (I want to bloom ~ I want to sprout ~)

The cell phone rang again, and the abstract singing spread throughout the living room...

A family of three plus a dog:?

Pochi-chan suddenly froze in place:!

The family turned around and immediately saw Pochi-chan. The girl was huddled up with her guitar in her arms, looking at her family with a frown on her face.

Ah ah ah ah ah……

"Pochi..."

As soon as the girl's father started to speak, the girl immediately bowed:

"I'm so sorry, Dad. I'm going back to my room first. My friend called me and I'm going to pick him up right away. Don't worry, I will definitely be there for this event and be the first at the music festival, so please don't worry about me..."

As expected of a musician, the girl said so many words in one breath without even taking a breath.

"This……"

The girl’s father wanted to say something, but the girl suddenly stood up and ran to her room!

As she ran, she said, "Don't ask me what song this is. Don't worry. This is a song recommended by my senior. I heard that the author is very good and I have met him. So don't worry. I am trying to socialize. Please don't worry about me..."

The girl quickly slipped back to her room. At this moment, the family of three plus a puppy fell into deep silence...

"...Did Pochi-chan have such a big reaction before this?"

Looking at his eldest daughter's disappearing figure, a trace of confusion appeared on the middle-aged man's face.

"…I guess not, right?"

Pochi's mother replied.

"Ha~ Sister is breaking down again~"

Sister Pochi smiled mischievously like a little devil, and the puppy beside her barked quickly as if in response to the girl's words.

"Ah... I'm finally saved..."

The girl closed the door, made sure no one could see her, and then lay on the ground as stiff as a salted fish.

——My parents found me and I went home, and the mission failed.

The girl lay there, almost collapsed again, and her salted fish twitched

However, after a few minutes of rest, the girl had almost returned to normal. When she turned on her cell phone, she saw the name Ichichi Hongxia appear on it.

Yi Di knows Hong Xia?

Is it her again?

Two phone calls in one day, this frequency of calls was something that Pochi had never encountered before. She called back quickly, fearing that it would delay things.

(ps: This is an abstract picture of Pochi. If you haven’t seen it, you can refresh the chapter. It was taken from the anime)

Volume 1 Wow! : Chapter 139: Pochi, have you fallen for Second-Hand Rose? (Part 2)

One time, when Goto Ichiri was chatting with her guitar in the park, a girl with yellow hair ran into her.

"Hey? You can play the guitar? That's amazing!" The blond girl was enthusiastic.

"..." The pink-haired girl was silent.

"So I have a fun place, would you like to come?" The blonde girl struck while the iron was hot.

"..." The pink-haired girl remained silent.

The girl thought that Pochi's silence meant consent, and she never imagined that Pochi's silence was because she was socially anxious and autistic.

But in short, Pochi was pulled by the yellow-haired girl and entered the world of livehouse for the first time.

Then... the girl couldn't remember what happened next...

At the end of the story, the blond girl pulled herself and two other people together to form a band.

The name is - The End Band.

"Hey, Hongxia..."

"Pochi-chan! You finally called me back! What happened?"

On the other end of the phone, the blonde girl was sitting in a corner of the school's music room. She entwined her fingers around her blonde hair, her tone full of worry.

"I... I'm fine..." the pink-haired girl said tremblingly.

All the way from the livehouse to home, the girl held her cell phone in fear, fearing that Hong Xia would call her and play the ringtone of Ershoumeigui.

...In the end, when they were just a few steps away, the cell phone rang again. The abstract music of Ershoumeigui once again swept across the girl's ears, as well as the entire family in the living room.

“…I’m glad you’re okay!”

The person on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, probably because he really thought something had happened to the girl.

"It's fine……"

Pochi was just about to say something to comfort Hongxia, but the next second, what Hongxia said made the girl fall into autism.

"Hey, Pochi-chan, have you heard of Second-Hand Rose?!"

……

Wait, Second-Hand Rose again?!

Pochi-chan almost collapsed. Huh? Second-Hand Rose again? Why is it that she is inseparable from Second-Hand Rose these past two days? !

The girl admitted that ever since she heard Hiroi Kikuri play this song in the livehouse yesterday, the magical and abstract melody has been lingering in her mind like a clinging cat.

"Private flowers, saki, and buds." (I want to bloom ~ I want to sprout ~)

"The spring breeze and the rain are the same as the private ones." (I want this heavy rain to fall)

"Private flowers, saki, and buds." (I want to bloom ~ I want to sprout ~)

" When I am happy, I will forget (remember) her."

...The lyrics sound ridiculous, and the melody is also fun. Under the abstract appearance, the author is full of new interpretations of the old topic of love.

After listening to the whole song, I can tell that the author is trying to express one idea: falling in love is worse than going crazy.

After listening to the whole song, the girl was very worried. What was the mental state of the author of this song? He must be a psychopath!

But...even though the author is crazy, this song is really nice.

This young man's decadent temperament is similar to Sister Hiroi's, with deep melancholy hanging between his brows. He looks like a bard who has traveled a lot.

The handsome but decadent young man sat next to the black-haired girl and took off his coat to cover her. After negotiating with Sister Hiroi, he carried the black-haired girl on his back and walked away leisurely...

The melancholy image of the young man makes it difficult for the girl to associate him with the song.

But... since Sister Hiroi said so, saying that this guy is the author of Second-Hand Rose... then is this guy a double-faced person?

These troubled girls, so after leaving the livehouse yesterday, the first thing the girls did was search for the songs of the band Second-Hand Rose on their mobile phones.

then……

That night, after the girl got into bed, the first thing she did was to turn off the MP3 that was playing "I Want to Bloom".

A few minutes later—"One last time. Just listen to it one last time."

A few minutes later—"One last time. Just listen to it one last time."

At Dawn——"One last time, just listen to it one last time"

I am addicted, too addicted, the girl said with tears in her eyes, with headphones in her ears. She has been playing "I Want Flowers to Bloom" for 24 hours straight...

No, I can’t touch this stuff anymore. It’s like ice, too addictive!

"Pochi? Pochi?"

"Hey hey hey, I'm here!"

The pink-haired girl whispered back, "I...I haven't heard of it..."

“It’s a bit difficult~”