Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

'It's the same environment I usually use when I play guitar, it's so reassuring.'

That solves the problem.

Goto Ichiri, or rather, Little Lonely, said so.

Yes, this nickname was given to this socially awkward child by Yamada Ryo on a whim.

'That should put my mind at ease.'

Goto Ichiri, huddled inside the box, thought to himself.

It's not just because of the environment, which is so similar to a trash can.

Furthermore, it was because Ichiki Nijika said that they would perform together in the future.

Originally planning to return to her comfort zone after today's performance and continue being an ordinary socially awkward high school girl, Goto Ichiri decided that she must give a good performance.

I must live up to Liang and Hongxia's trust in me!!!

Thus, the guests of the starry sky made a very surprising discovery.

The band members performing this time consisted of a bassist, a drummer, and a cardboard box.

Well, to be precise, it was two stacked mango cardboard boxes.

Wasn't this supposed to be a warm-up act?

Who is this comedian who came to warm up the crowd?

'What's going on here?'

Ichika Hoshika, who had just hung up the phone, looked at her younger sister with a slight speechlessness.

Then, with a somewhat serious expression, he looked at the customer in the yellow robe inside the shop.

According to my friends.

This customer has visited her shop more than once recently.

This guy has been seen in many places.

and......

On Ichi Hoshika's phone screen was a photo that her friend had just taken for her.

The content depicts a person also wearing a yellow robe watching a theatrical performance.

If that's all, forget it.

However, that friend said the photo was just taken.

So who is here with me now?

Is it not an individual but an organization?

Uniform attire, suspicious behavior, and presence in crowded areas...

What's with this strange sense of déjà vu?

Suddenly, Ijichi Seika thought of some notorious cults in Japan.

As mentioned before, there are quite a few cults in places like Japan and South Korea.

Moreover, they are relatively rampant.

For various reasons, the environment for survival is still quite sizable.

Many people may not know that the famous Japanese server's number one Graves player once had a wealthy and happy family.

However, due to the cult, the once happy family was ultimately torn apart and its members died.

He glanced at the three people who were ready to perform on the stage, and then at the guest in the yellow robe.

After hesitating for a moment, Ichiji Hoshika quietly left and found a secluded corner to call her friend.

To be honest, she really wanted to call the police immediately.

However, as the owner of a store that desperately needs a good reputation and a large customer base, Ichiji Hoshika still had some reservations.

Meanwhile, the band's first performance began.

Chapter 1199 Opera in a Dream

"This is terrible!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

On stage, Goto Ichiri, huddled in a cardboard box, was playing while groaning in pain.

As the performer herself, she was fully aware of how bad her performance was at that moment.

To accommodate her two temporary teammates, she significantly altered her usual playing habits.

This was solely to ensure that his performance would coordinate and harmonize with the other two performers.

Rather than simply playing by themselves.

In Goto Ichiri's imagination, she would be like the protagonist of an anime, immersing herself in the performance after the initial discomfort and quickly coordinating with her teammates.

It provided a great experience for the audience.

But in reality, it failed.

Not only did they fail to coordinate, but by forcibly changing their own habits, their own performance became very poor.

Oops.

that's terrible.

This is absolutely terrible!

Strictly speaking, this level is already quite good for an ordinary female high school student, not a professional guitarist.

But Goto Ichiri couldn't deceive herself.

Although she isn't the kind of anime protagonist who loves the guitar and her life of playing music.

But in reality, apart from the guitar, there really wasn't anything else in her life.

She couldn't lie to herself.

Her inner voice was constantly sending her warning signals.

My first performance was really bad.

Ugh, I really want to die.

Why am I here?

Can you find a time machine so I can go back in time?

I don't want to continue playing.

If all else fails, bury me.

Sure enough, this must be a dream.

When I wake up, I'll probably find myself huddled in the closet, clutching my guitar, just like always.

I guess I stayed up too late reading the comments under my own videos last night and accidentally fell asleep.

That was so careless.

As the last note faded, Goto Ichiri collapsed to the ground as if relieved.

Fortunately, the cardboard box blocked her view, so no one could see her disheveled appearance.

Thank you everyone for coming.

Outside the cardboard box, Ichiki Nijika's voice remained clear and cheerful.

There wasn't the slightest hint of disappointment in his voice.

Although the performance was terrible, it didn't seem to affect her much.

Perhaps this is the kind of strong heart a band member needs.

I'm so envious.

"Dong dong."

"It's time to go, little lonely one."

The top of the cardboard box was tapped lightly, and Yamada Ryo's voice came from outside.

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but Ichiri Goto always felt that there was something unnatural about Ryo Yamada’s voice.

It was as if they were urging me to leave.

Why is that...?

Just as Goto Ichiri was wondering what was going on, he suddenly felt like he was being watched.

Even though there was a cardboard box between them, Goto Ichiri was absolutely certain that someone was watching her.

It wasn't like looking at a cardboard box, but rather like looking directly at oneself through a barrier.

As a girl with some social anxiety, Goto Ichiri considers herself to be quite sensitive to other people's gaze.

But this was the first time in her life she had ever felt such a direct gaze.

No, this can't even be considered straightforward anymore.

How scary!

Goto Ichiri felt his entire body stiffen.

Goto Ichiri herself couldn't remember what happened after that.

My mind was already quite foggy after the performance.

In addition to what just happened.

When I came to my senses, I was already backstage.

"This guest is indeed quite frightening."

Lying slumped on the chair, Ichiji Nijika looked like a boneless chicken claw, all limp and lifeless.

It felt as if all the bones in my body had been removed.

I'm completely drained, I have no energy left!

"Yes, they stare straight at people."

Rubbing his arms, Yamada Ryo's face showed a hint of lingering fear.

Although the person was wearing a hood, they still gave the impression of staring at you.

That feeling isn't very pleasant.

Even she felt very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the performance was over.

Although the result was somewhat, well, bad.

But this is acceptable.

Because a little loneliness is quite nice.

Moreover, her playing skills are superb.

The performance today wasn't very good simply because everyone was unfamiliar with each other and didn't coordinate well.

It'll be fine after a little adjustment period.

Of course, this is on the premise that Ichiri Goto himself agrees.

If you disagree, then it doesn't matter at all.

What's there to say about being temporary partners for just one day?

So, despite the terrible performance, everyone was in a pretty good mood.

With the feeling of "Mom! I finally made friends on my own!", Goto Ichiri went home feeling elated.

The arrogant stride he took as he entered made the Goto couple nervous.