My love game with them that will lead to certain death

Let's not talk about Hongxia for now. Minghai and Pochi, who were already very close in the dream, actually get along very well. After all, looking at Pochi's shy appearance, but he is kind and not resistant to Minghai, maybe they can get along very well in reality.

Judging from the level of harmony that their relationship is currently developing, Yamada won't be the only one that Narumi will forward songs to and talk about his hobbies with.

If the same playlist is sent to different people three times, it would actually be a bit boring.

The blue-haired girl curled her lips, rarely wanting to participate in the discussion of a topic she was passionate about.

She had longed to be able to perform on stage with her own loyal audience.

"Go buy another bottle of canned coffee."

In the corner of the harmonious and relaxed atmosphere, Yamada Ryo left the rehearsal room without saying a word.

"...?"

The curly-haired boy who was at the center of the conversation smiled, but his peripheral vision paused for a moment because he did not catch a glimpse of the blue-haired girl.

Chapter 56: Piece-to-piece fragments

Yamada Ryo is a person who likes a quiet atmosphere.

Unlike Pochi-chan, who actually wants to gain friends from the bottom of her heart, but is hindered by her own social anxiety - she enjoys living alone and does not want to be disturbed by others.

Although she has become less averse to new people entering her life after meeting Ijichi Hongxia, this long-standing habit is still difficult to change in a short period of time.

Hong Xia has a personality somewhat opposite to hers. She always cares for everyone around her sincerely, and gives everyone the same warmth and care as the bright sun.

Although Yamada would occasionally wonder “Isn’t this tiring?”, most of the time she would not ask too much about other people’s habits and behaviors.

It was not until the curly-haired boy, whom she had habitually marked as part of her territory, suddenly became one of the lucky ones to be illuminated by the sunshine of Hongxia that Yamada, who had always been indifferent and uncontested, began to feel a little uneasy.

It wasn't really a big deal, but she suddenly found herself feeling irritated for no reason.

Then the question comes back to why Yamada, who always seems to be indifferent to everything, would be upset about something like this.

This is actually what really bothers Ms. Yamada Ryo.

"Hmm - am I a little too childish when it comes to friendship?"

Even though she felt a little restless, her first reaction was still to figure out "Why am I so upset?" She went to the vending machine outside the venue, put in a coin, pressed the can of coffee she wanted, and then gently kicked the vending machine.

With a clang, the drinks ordered by Yamada fell towards the exit.

The vending machines outside the venue seemed to be not very sensitive due to years of disrepair. Sometimes they couldn't even spit out the drinks after swallowing the money. This trick was taught to her by Minghai.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a can being opened, Yamada leaned against the wall and carefully tasted the can of coffee in her hand. The familiar taste made her feel particularly at ease - but it also reminded her of the fact that she had just drunk a bottle in the rehearsal room.

"I'm sure I won't be able to sleep tonight after drinking so much coffee."

Yamada curled her lips helplessly, but she was always open-minded and didn't take this matter to heart. After all, she was worried about something else now.

"It's normal to feel disappointed because your friend has a new friend... but I feel like only elementary school students would be so petty."

Ms. Yamada curled her lips, mainly because she felt that being so particular about such things was not cool at all.

She had clearly imagined the passionate scene of her and Xiao Hai playing guitar and bass on stage to excite all the audience, but in the end, he failed in this first step of integrating into the band.

Why on earth was this unhappiness that came out of nowhere and had no basis?

"I caught you slacking off here."

While she was still immersed in her own thoughts, a lazy voice coming from not far away broke Yamada's thoughts.

The curly-haired boy rubbed the back of his head as he slowly walked towards the entrance of the venue. He glanced at the vending machine and then turned his gaze towards Yamada, who was leaning against the wall with a can of coffee in his hand.

"How many bottles of coffee have you had? Be careful or you won't be able to sleep tonight."

He smiled, spread out his hands, and then shook his palms gently.

"Why not leave it to Ming·I·love coffee very much·Mr. Hai to handle it."

"..."

After a brief hesitation, Yamada handed him the remaining large bottle of canned coffee.

"Xiao Hai, you just want to get my coffee for free."

Then he expressed his guess.

"It's useless for you to find out - I've accepted it anyway."

As if he was afraid that she would regret it, the boy took the can of coffee and gulped down several mouthfuls. Miss Yamada remained silent, but suddenly an idea came to her mind:

"Hmm... is this considered an indirect kiss?"

But seeing as how Ming Hai himself didn't seem to have any sense of self-awareness at all, she decided not to say something that would definitely scare him.

"Xiao Hai, why did you come out here? Are you trying to slack off like me?"

Miss Yamada leaned against the wall with her arms folded. Ming Hai was one of the few people who could keep her calm even if he took advantage of her.

"Yes, learn from Yamada and slack off."

The curly-haired boy drank the can of coffee in a few gulps, pursed his lips, and admitted it very readily and directly.

"Anyway, I learned all my bad habits from Yamada, so it doesn't matter."

His straightforward and sincere eyes made Yamada, who was worried, feel a little uneasy.

"You don't need to learn from me about not liking to interact with people. After all, a good ironmaker must be strong himself."

Ms. Yamada looked away expressionlessly.

"Although I really enjoy this feeling, Xiao Hai, who is so fragile, will definitely not be able to cope with the troubles that come with being alone."

She was actually expressing her concern in an awkward way, "Don't worry about me, just go and improve your relationship with Hong Xia Bochi and the others."

The curly-haired boy blinked when he understood this meaning. Instead of turning back tactfully, he walked to Yamada and leaned against the same wall with her.

"How could I ignore you? I just followed you because I noticed something was wrong."

However, if he really said this, Yamada would definitely find it useful and say something sarcastic like "So, Xiao Hai, you care about me so much," so he remained silent for a moment and then polished it into another way of saying it.

"That can't be helped. I like being alone with you, Yamada."

Ming Hai hit a straight ball calmly, which was actually a very simple thing for him.

"You're the first person I met, so be prepared to be pestered by me all the time."

After all, the above remarks were not strategic straight shots he made in order to achieve his "strategic goals", they were all true words.

When communicating with someone like Yamada who is frank and won't lie, exchanging sincerity for sincerity is definitely the way to maximize efficiency.

Sure enough, the blue-haired girl's eyes, which had been somewhat listless, brightened up a little after he said these words.

"So, Xiao Hai, you won't just talk about music with Hong Xia and Bo Chi-chan just because you have a better relationship with them in the future, right?"

"…Why do you have such an idea?"

Ming Hai, who was a little amused and helpless for a moment, shook his head. The impression of Yamada Ryo in his mind gradually changed.

Yamada Ryo, who originally gave people a sense of detachment from the world, turned out to be troubled by such an ordinary thing.

Although it was an unnecessary worry, it gave him an opportunity to see more vivid expressions on Ms. Yamada's face - in fact, Ming Hai also found it quite fresh.

I can't help but want to discover more of her that I haven't seen before.

Chapter 57: Whose youth love comedy has problems?

The slow and shy protagonist in a youth romantic comedy must have become a typical male protagonist character that everyone is familiar with.

Out of various sensitive emotions such as inferiority or modesty, this type of male protagonist is always able to ignore the affection and hints from all kinds of female characters that appear in life - of course, as a writer who has also written novels, Ming Hai would understand it as "the male protagonist's sensitivity is a necessary sacrifice."

After all, if the protagonist wasn't a little slow, and the heroines' feelings were accepted so quickly, why would the author delay the plot progress? (laughs)

It cannot be said that there are no such people in reality, but it can only be said that Ming Hai does not think that he is one of them.

If he does not have a certain level of sensitivity to emotions and social interactions, it will be difficult for him to maintain interpersonal relationships within the range that he feels most comfortable with.

Thanks to this awareness, he was able to notice Yamada's problem in time and use a more clever method to solve the problem before it gradually brewed into a bigger storm.

Although Yamada was a person with an unpredictable temper and personality, she was not difficult to deal with. As long as you explained the reason to her, she would be happy to accept it - and this was also the reason why she instantly returned to her usual state after receiving Ming Hai's reassuring answer.

"Okay, let's go back then. Otherwise, Hongxia won't be able to find anyone later and she'll be complaining to us again."

Even when Ms. Yamada was in a good mood, she didn't seem to show it very obviously - at most, she would just have a little silly smile on her face.

"This guy is really easy to please."

Ming Hai sighed in his heart, and then took Yamada, who had recovered a lot of energy and spirit, back to the rehearsal room of the livehouse venue.

"Liang, don't forget your job after you've had some fresh air."

Even though she knew that Yamada was the kind of person who would suddenly disappear during his break, Hongxia still smiled and politely reminded her when she came back with Minghai.

"Otherwise, Narumi-kun would have to call you specially... Next time you go on stage to perform, you can't be so casual and free."

"Uh-huh."

Miss Yamada nodded very vigorously like a chick pecking at rice, but she seemed to be very excited about the sentence "Narumi-kun had to specially call you."

Ming Hai had no doubt that if Yamada could also be shaped by an animal, the tail behind her would be shaking vigorously now.

"Xiao Hai-senpai and..."

Pochi-chan, who had been a little uneasy because she had been alone with Hongxia, pinched the hem of her pink sportswear when she noticed the two of them returning, and there was a hint of intimacy in her eyes, just like a little raccoon who let down his guard when he saw his keeper.

"Just call me Liang-senpai, just like Xiao Hai."

Senior Liang waved his hand, and the low pressure that was hovering around him when he was in the rehearsal room just now disappeared completely.

"Ryo, Senior...!"

"Uh-huh."

"Are Senior Xiao Hai and Senior Liang very good friends?"

To be honest, this question has been lingering in Goto Ichiri's mind for a long time, and she made some mental preparations before deciding to ask it.

In that strange dream, Toru Narumi appeared as a little boy from his neighbor's house. His relationship with the other members of the band was connected through Miss Pink Caterpillar, and he and Ryo Yamada were also parallel lines that could not be connected at all.

But after escaping that inexplicable dream, the two people in reality seemed to have a very close relationship.

Not to mention that Minghai's reunion with her was accompanied by Yamada, they seemed to know each other very well, as if they had known each other for a long time.

"Yeah, Narumi-kun and Ryo have a really good relationship."

Hongxia nodded in agreement, but at the same time turned her head to look at the proud Miss Yamada and the smiling curly-haired boy.

"But I've always been a little curious about how Ryo and Narumi-kun became so familiar with each other - Ryo never told me this."

"Uh, about this..."

Just as Ming Hai was organizing his thoughts in his brain, thinking about what kind of language to use to express it in a simple and easy-to-understand way, the blue-haired girl standing next to him spoke again.

"We are close enough to lick each other's shoes."

"……Eh?"

"what?"

Noticing that both Ijichi Nichina and the pink caterpillar had confused expressions, Ming Hai rubbed his forehead with a slight headache.

"…We met at an underground livehouse performance. This guy stepped hard on my new shoes. There's still a mark on it."

This was the only way he could make up for Yamada's remarks which could easily be misunderstood.

"Is that so... Then why did Ryo just say something about licking shoes..."

"Because Xiao Hai was really angry at that time, he asked me to lick my shoes clean while smiling. Don't be fooled by his easy-going appearance, he is actually a sadist with a dagger hidden in his smile..."

“W-what…?”

Pochi-chan shuddered when she heard that, and Ming Hai felt that the gentle and reliable image he had just established was about to be broken by Yamada, and the smile on his face was about to disappear.

"So, that's how you two met. The fact that you're so close now proves that you're a good match."

Miss Hongxia selectively ignored Miss Yamada's sadistic reasoning about the young man Minghai. She was also trying her best to maintain the atmosphere of the conversation so as not to fall into embarrassment too quickly.

"Well, after all, although Xiao Hai pretended to be tone-deaf before, he actually gets along well with me in this aspect."

The blue-haired girl shrugged expressionlessly, her tone so calm as if she was stating a normal common sense.

“So I gave him a guitar, hoping he would play music with me.”