Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

"I'll come too." Yamada Ryo glanced at Shirakawa Haru's palm. She had already picked out the flower she wanted.

"Since everyone is here, then... I will too..." Goto Ichiri raised his head and finally controlled the burning heat on his face.

"If you want that flower, take it yourself." Baichuan Qing blinked, "Actually, I'm also quite curious about how you will choose these flowers."

As Shirakawa Haru finished speaking, the girls who finished the band stretched out their hands.

Then the sunflower girl, the orchid girl, the lily girl, and the rose girl all reached out their hands to...the rose flowers.

--Eh?

The four young and beautiful girls looked at each other: Goto Ichiri looked a little at a loss, she was wondering if she shouldn't take the flower; Yamada Ryo's expression remained the same with no change, as if it was her right to take the flower; Kita Ikuyo had a bright smile on her face, her eyes saying, "Excuse me everyone, I just want this flower"; Ijichi Nikka looked embarrassed and shy, so she was the last one to touch the rose.

——Why do everyone choose roses?

This is what the girls are thinking at this moment.

"Why do you all want roses?" Shirakawa Haru thought for a moment and said, "How about picking three more roses from the bouquet, one for each of you?"

"No," said Ijichi Hongxia, "then it would be meaningless!" She thought, just like four different flowers happened to fall from a bouquet. If the flowers that fell were the same flower, two flowers, or three flowers, but not four flowers, then it would be meaningless.

"What's the meaning?" Shirakawa Haru asked, "Do these four flowers have a very special meaning in this particular situation? I don't know, I'll look it up on my phone."

"No," Kita Ikuyo said, "This is our little secret. Shirakawa-kun is a boy, so I think it's better for him not to know." He tapped his lips with a finger, as if thinking about something. "So, who would be more suitable to take this rose? How about Shirakawa-kun, why don't you help us choose? Everyone seems to want this rose."

Kita Ikuyo threw the problem to Shirakawa Haru. This is the solution she came up with.

Since everyone wants this rose, and they all want this rose because of Shirakawa Haru, then let Shirakawa Haru decide for them who will own this rose.

The girls looked at Shirakawa Haru's beautiful face, long butterfly-wing eyelashes and thoughtful look, and for a moment even their breathing relaxed, or even held their breath.

"This sunflower is for you, Kita-san," said Shirakawa Haru. "The sunflower symbolizes sunshine, hope, and loyalty. I think you're just like a sunflower. You're always in high spirits, smiling brightly, without a trace of sadness. So I think you should be a sunflower."

"Thank you! Although I didn't get the rose, I am still very happy." Kita Ikuyo smiled like a sunflower.

"If there is anyone here who is worthy of the lily, it must be Yamada-san. The lily represents the noble and pure image of the idol in the hearts of the audience, which is the same as my impression of Yamada-san. I still remember very clearly what you said to her when Ichiri was writing the lyrics - personality. Is that right?" Shirakawa Haru picked up the petals and handed the lily to Yamada Ryo. Yamada Ryo held the lily and looked at Shirakawa Haru quietly. She didn't say anything sarcastic or talk too much. At least today, now, she didn't want to say anything to spoil the fun. Shirakawa Haru continued, "What is Yamada-san's personality? I really want to know. I don't want to explore. One day I will know what kind of person Yamada-san is."

"I don't like lilies, but I don't hate them either." Yamada Ryo looked at the white flowers in his hand, with the corners of his mouth raised in a very faint smile.

"I want to give the Vanda orchid to you, Ichiri." Shirakawa Haru placed the orchid in her own hand, letting Goto Ichiri take it instead of handing it to her. "I don't have any particular reason for wanting to give it to you: you're an introvert and can't make many friends. What do you think of your personality? Do you want to change it? If it's difficult or you don't want to, that's fine. I'll be your friend. I hope our love will last forever, and never fade."

"Beyond that, I hope you get better," he said. "That's the purest wish. I hope you get better."

"I, I, I... Flower..." Goto Ichiri held the flower, muttering something in his mouth. He looked into Shirakawa Haru's deep eyes, then stared at the flower in his hand. He ate the flower in front of him, licked his lips, and looked at Shirakawa Haru with a dazed look. "I ate the flower. In this case, can it be considered that I have made a promise to this flower? I want to be with it forever."

"A lifetime is too long, a full century; a lifetime is too short, just the blooming and falling of flowers." Shirakawa Haru said, "Of course it counts."

Ijichi Hongka's breathing was a little trembling.

Now she was the only one who hadn't received flowers from Shirakawa Haru. Now there was only one rose left.

"This last rose, I'm going to give to Ijichi-san." Shirakawa Haru flicked the rose's pistil with her hand. "The rose's meaning... Ijichi-san, don't overthink it. This pink rose is very light. You built a dormitory called the End Band and found Yamada-san, Kita-san, Ichiri, and me. Now we all live here, like family. It's only right that we belong to the same band. Thank you for your kindness and thoughtfulness. This rose is for the girl who cares most about the End Band."

"You're so gentle, and you've been worrying about this band." Ijichi Hongxia turned the rose, which had a small stem attached to the bottom. "Looks like I'll have the best luck tonight. The rose is mine."

There was a hint of boasting in Ijichi Hongka's tone.

"I'm going out for a bit." Shirakawa Haru checked the weather forecast on his phone. "The rain outside seems to be getting lighter."

"Why is Shirakawa-san going out?" Ijichi Hongxia asked, "Are you hungry? We can order takeout. We've made a lot of money selling tickets, even though it's all Shirakawa-kun's money..."

From left hand to right hand.

"No." Shirakawa Haru said, "I'm going to the flower shop. I hope there are still some flower shops open. I want to buy three roses, three Vanda orchids, lilies, and sunflowers."

"Every girl in the band deserves these flowers." After saying this, Shirakawa Haru put on her windbreaker, opened the door and walked out of the Live performance space.

Chapter 15 The Bustle of the Flower Shop

"It's so expensive - the bouquet of flowers that Shirakawa-kun gave us cost more than 8 yen!!! Those imported tulips and Blue Roses only cost 3 yen!" Ijichi Hongka walked in the flower shop, shaking Yamada Ryo's shoulders.

She said to Shirakawa Haru, "Shirakawa-kun, are you... um... given by this flower shop, um... Shirakawa-kun, don't you know the price of the flowers you gave us? Those flowers are not worth that much."

The flower shop that Shirakawa Haru brought Ijichi Hongka and the others to was very large, and it was filled with rare flowers, some imported from abroad, some cultivated by agricultural associations, and some exchanged from flower lovers, all of which were labeled.

There are several glass rooms in the store, with bright lights on to simulate the sun. There is also an automatic sprinkler system.

Ijichi Hongxia thought that she shouldn't say such things here at all.

There were many flowers in the flower shop, blooming richly and fragrantly. As she walked down the aisle, she would accidentally touch the flowers on the flower stands on both sides of the aisle.

It was of course good that Shirakawa-kun was willing to give them precious bouquets of flowers. After all, he wasn't spending their money. The rarer the flowers, the better; the more expensive they were, the more beautiful they were. Moreover, she knew a somewhat unhealthy saying: the more a boy is willing to give for you, the more it proves his feelings for you.

But that's not what she really wants.

She was thinking: Shirakawa-kun spent so much money on them, what should he do? He is still a high school student now, where does he get so much money?

Did he spend his living expenses on them?

In this case, can he still eat well?

Is there something you want to buy but don’t have enough money?

Ijichi Hongxia calculated that she could only give Shirakawa-kun more than half of his living expenses.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Every flower here is worth that price." The florist walked out from behind the flower stand filled with flowers and lovingly stroked the petals disturbed by Ichichi Hongxia. "What's the point of imported tulips and roses? Most of the flowers here are cultivated by me. Some varieties are unique to me and are not available on the market."

"Uh... Are you the owner of the flower shop? Where did you come from?" Ijichi Hongxia looked at the flower shop owner who suddenly appeared. His footsteps were silent, and because he was an old man, the skin on his face was dull and wrinkled. She almost thought she had encountered something unclean. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me for what I said just now!"

She is afraid of ghosts and spirits.

The flower shop owner who suddenly appeared from behind the flower stand really scared her.

The flower shop was very large, but she didn't see anyone when she came in through the door, so she thought there was no one inside.

"It's okay, little girl. I forgive you." The florist said, "Would you like to buy some flowers?" He wiped his hands on his apron, which was full of the smell of soil and fertilizer. It can be imagined that he was still taking care of his flowers.

"Well, let's buy some flowers." Shirakawa Haru walked out from behind Ijichi Hongka and stood in front of the florist. "Sunflowers, roses, lilies, and orchids."

"Oh, it's you... No wonder that little girl just now said 'those flowers aren't worth that much'. You bought that big bouquet for her, so it turned out." The florist said, "Shirakawa-kun, that was a huge bouquet. Isn't that enough?"

The florist looked at Ijichi Hongxia and winked. "It's not good to be too greedy, little girl. Some of the flowers in that bouquet are really rare. I originally just quoted a random price, hoping your boyfriend would back out, but he agreed without a second thought. He really likes you."

The boss lowered his voice and said to Ichichi Hongxia, "They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. You should know that, little girl. Your boyfriend has beautiful eyes. When he came to buy flowers, his eyes were smiling."

"Well... Shirakawa-kun is not my boyfriend, and that bouquet of flowers is not just for me - it's for all the girls in our band who perform on stage." Ijichi Hongka waved her hands quickly, staring at the dazed Yamada Ryo and Kita Ikuyo and Goto Ichiri who were looking at the flowers on the side.

"So, Shirakawa-kun, you only bought a bouquet of flowers, but wanted to give them to four little girls? In that case, you should be the really greedy person here." The flower shop owner immediately looked at Shirakawa Haru.

"What do you mean by greedy?" Shirakawa Haru pulled over Goto Ichiri, who had fallen behind. She had just been squatting beside the flower stand, poking at a watermelon worm she had found in a flowerpot. "I'm not a greedy person. Probably not."

Although he wanted to say that he was not a greedy person, he couldn't be too sure. He never knew when he would become greedy even though he thought he was not greedy.

"You only prepared one bouquet of flowers, but you were going to give it to four girls." The florist looked at Shirakawa Haru in surprise, as if it was his first day meeting him. He could never imagine that such a serious boy would be so... actually want to pursue four girls from a band at the same time? He said, "Didn't they beat you up?"

"Why did they beat me?" Shirakawa Haru was puzzled. "Today is their band's debut performance. As their friend and a member of the audience, I want to give them flowers."

"Yes, that's right, boss." Kita Ikuyo walked over to the florist and said with a smile, "Shirakawa-kun only gave us flowers because he's a fan of our band, so there's no question of greed here!"

The topic now is very dangerous, and it will be bad if we continue talking about it.

Kita Ikuyo looked at Shirakawa-kun who had already started thinking and thought that although Shirakawa-kun seemed a little stupid when it came to feelings, he was not really stupid, he just didn't like to think about it.

If he realized that she liked him, and that all the girls in the band, including the older girls, liked him, he would definitely keep his distance from them. If there was no breakthrough in the relationship, their interactions with him would not be so close.

Yamada Ryo leaned against Shirakawa Haru's back, covered his eyes with his hands and said, "Guess who I am?" Yamada Ryo's expression was indifferent.

She guessed that their relationship with Shirakawa Haru was like a chocolate with a liquor filling, with chocolate on the outside and liquor on the inside. Now they could taste the sticky sweetness of the melted chocolate. When the chocolate was completely melted, what they drank would be liquor, and they would be drunk on Shirakawa Haru like the liquor.

Whether in the future or now, she feels that she will like such days.

"Um...Boss, how much are these sunflowers?" Goto Ichiri put the watermelon worms he caught back into the flowerpot, shook off the dirt on his hands, and asked the florist, "I want to buy a bunch of sunflowers. And Harusai isn't a greedy person, he didn't take anything from me."

Her tone was timid, facing the gaze of strangers, in order to protect Shirakawa Haru, this was already her limit. But if it was for Shirakawa Haru, she was willing to work harder and break through her own limits.

Yili, you're wrong. Shirakawa-kun isn't just greedy, he's a thief. Perhaps you haven't noticed, or perhaps you've noticed but condoned his theft. He stole something very important from us, you know. Ijichi Hongxia also brought in a pot of sunflowers and said to the owner, "I want to buy some too."

"Since Hongxia and Pochi-chan both bought sunflowers, I want one too. Senior Ryo should be the same as us, right?" Kita Ikuyo looked at Yamada Ryo.

"Sunflower." Yamada Ryo nodded, and then her hand was caught by Shirakawa Haru, and then gently taken away.

"Cool." Shirakawa Haru said.

"Yeah." Yamada Ryo responded.

"cold."

"Yeah." Yamada Ryo released her hand that was clasping Shirakawa Haru's palm, and then gently grasped his palm. She said to Kita Ikuyo, "Kita Kita, Ikuyo Ikuyo~ I want sunflowers too."

"Senior Liang, please don't call me Yudai! Calling me that makes me feel like an old lady living in the last century!"

"Yudai Yudai? Yudai Yudai~"

"Senior Liang! Don't expose other people's shortcomings!" Kita Ikuyo clenched her fist and raised it in front of Yamada Liang, looking fierce.

"If it weren't for the purpose of appearing cute, which girl would call herself 'renai' nowadays... She'd look more like an old lady from the last century." Yamada Ryo covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Senior!"

The flower shop owner looked at the four girls playing and fighting in his flower shop with a smile.

"They're adorable, aren't they? They're all very charming girls," said Shirakawa Haru, standing behind the florist. "Today is their band's debut performance, and even though I was the only one in the audience, they still put on a perfect performance. It's truly remarkable."

The girls, after finishing their band, heard Shirakawa Haru talking to the florist about them. They all listened intently, their hands moving, but their eyes and gazes fixed on Shirakawa Haru. As they heard Shirakawa Haru tell the florist how amazing they were, their hearts surged with tenderness. They once shared a poem during breaks, and now they silently recited it in their hearts: I love your silence: as if you're not there, you hear me from afar, but my voice can't reach you. It's as if your eyes have flown away, as if a kiss has sealed your mouth. Everything fills my soul. You emerge from everything, filling my soul—this is secret love.

"I think you are amazing too." The flower shop owner happened to look up at the flowers on the stand and found that the girls under the stand were avoiding his gaze as if nothing had happened.

So he knew that there was a high probability that all these girls had been infected.

"What weird things you say..." Shirakawa Haru was silent for a moment, then suddenly thought of the comments he saw while watching a fishing video a few days ago. "Boss, how did you know I have a super cool motorcycle?"

"What you said is quite confusing." The flower shop owner cut off the sunflowers brought by the girls, tied them with a ribbon, and wrapped them up, then handed them to Shirakawa Haru. "Here, take it. This is a gift from those girls in return for you."

"I will." Shirakawa Haru solemnly held the bouquet of sunflowers.

After buying the flowers, Shirakawa Haru, Ijichi Nijika, and the others walked out of the flower shop. They stood under the eaves, their umbrellas neatly opened, and then stepped into the rain. Pine-needle-like raindrops fell on the umbrellas, swift and noisy, bouncing off them with a rustling sound or flowing down the curved lines of the ribs.

The rain had gotten heavier than when they came out.

You can see how the raindrops fall like long silver needles from the gray and blurry sky.

"Senior Liang, what should we do now?" asked Kita Ikuyo.

"I don't know, but I'm hungry." Yamada Ryo hinted to Kita Ikuyo and said to Nijika, "What about Nijika? Do you want to go back or... you must be hungry too, right?"

"Oh, me? I'm a little hungry." Ijichi Hongxia nodded. If she went back, her sister would have to cook for her again, which would be troublesome, and she would probably order takeout.

It would be best if they could eat out, but she didn't bring much money with her.

"What do you think, Shirakawa-kun?" Kita Ikuyo asked Shirakawa Haru.

"Me? I'm fine with anything. You haven't had dinner yet, right? If you want to go eat, I can go with you." Shirakawa Haru said, "I've been riding my bike around most of the day. Although I had lunch at noon, it was just something to fill my stomach."

He took out a piece of bread that was squeezed out of shape from his pocket and asked the girls around him, "I have a small piece of bread here. Do you want some?"

"I, I want to eat!" Goto Ichiri raised her hand and walked over with light steps to take the small bread from Shirakawa Haru's hand. Then she tore open the package and ate the small bread in one bite without any effort. You could see a clear bulge in her throat, and then she gulped it down. "Hmm... If everyone is hungry, how about we go get something to eat together?"

"Today, my parents gave me a lot of pocket money, saying it was to compensate them for not coming to see my debut performance, and asked me to take my friends out for a delicious meal after the performance... Why are everyone, tut, tut, suddenly looking at me..." Goto Ichiri found that the three girls around him were all looking at him.

"Pochi-chan's mouth and throat are truly amazing. She can actually eat such a large piece of bread in one bite." Yamada Ryo covered her mouth with her hands, her expression awestruck. Anyone who knew her well knew that she was about to say something nasty. "I've secretly been sizing up Pochi-chan's figure. No one here can compare to her. I really envy her future husband..."

"Liang, senior Liang, what are you talking about?" Kita Ikuyo quickly covered Yamada Liang's mouth to prevent her from saying anything shocking.

Senior Liang, why do you always talk about these topics that are not suitable for children...

She didn't mind these topics. Girls at school often chatted about small gossips, and this kind of topic was part of it. Sometimes she thought it was nice to kill time with these meaningless topics.

But it’s best not to talk about this now. At least, we have to wait until Shirakawa-kun leaves!

Goto Ichiri lowered her head, the front of her pink tracksuit pushing her chest up high, and the three flowers in her arms. "No one can compare to me. So, it's only mine!"

Sure enough, that’s what you’re talking about!

I didn't mean to let it grow so big... Goto Ichiri felt a little aggrieved. Every time she measured her weight, she was obviously not fat, and her body proportions were even very good. She looked slim, but the number shown on the scale was much larger than that of the female classmates around her.

She felt that all the extra weight on her body must have come from here.

Every time she measured her weight, she worried that Shirakawa Haru was looking at the number on her scale, wondering if he would think she was too fat, a lazy and greedy girl who couldn't control her weight.

"Let's go eat." Shirakawa Haru said, looking at the shopping center in front of him, "There seems to be a food street underground here."

He thought that these noisy girls were talking about some topics that he couldn't understand.

"Then let's go have dinner together!" Ijichi Hongxia tilted her umbrella and charged like a knight with a lance, "Target, the food court!"

"Food court, eat barbecue." Yamada Ryo raised one hand and stretched out two fingers to make a "yeah" gesture, tapping the two fingers together, like a crab in an anime.