What does it have to do with me if they hate vests?

The boy said this seriously, and took out an impressive-looking ID from his pocket. He skillfully swung it away, showed it to Goto Ichiri and her mother, then immediately put it back into his arms, took out a notebook, and opened it as if he was going to record the conversation.

Although, I don’t really know what’s going on, but it seems pretty amazing…

Goto Ichiri muttered to himself.

But all of this is actually a lie.

The boy and girl are naturally Washimiya Shiki and Yamada Fairy.

After all, even if they knew the target's address, they couldn't just visit him and ask him directly, "Excuse me, are you the teacher Kashiwagi Eri who is so good at drawing Eromanga?"

In this case, even if you ask the real person, the other party will most likely answer "I don't know anyone with this name."

So a little disguise and acting is needed.

As for the investigation committee member's certificate that Shiki showed to Goto Ichiri and her daughter, although Shiki told Yamada Fairy that it was just a fake certificate made by someone else on his own commission, in fact, this thing was the real thing he obtained through his money ability, and the effect could be excluded from the chain of skipping classes.

"Well, first of all," the Yamada Fairy asked Goto Ichiri with great interest, "What are your hobbies?"

At this time, Goto Ichiri's social anxiety was also calmly flaring up. She lowered her eyes to avoid looking at the two men and replied in a low voice, "Does listening to rock music count?"

"Rock and roll... no wonder he's called the 'hippie senior'." Si Ji sighed.

"Eh?" Goto Ichiri was stunned. She remembered that she seemed to have heard someone call her that somewhere.

"It's just some small things I found out, don't worry about it." Shiki looked at the notebook nonchalantly: "'I like death heavy metal...'"

"Ah... that's right, no, I meant ordinary rock..." the girl corrected weakly.

"Okay, okay...'I like Pikotaro's 'PPAP'," Shiki wrote down seriously.

"That's not rock anymore, right?" Goto Ichiri was so confused that his eyes turned into circles.

"'The stunt is playing guitar with your teeth'..."

"I didn't say anything at all. Is this already a fabrication?"

"I'm sorry, Goto-san seems to be a bit uncomfortable when Sister Goto is here," Shiki turned his gaze to Goto's mother, "It would be great if you could give us a little time."

"No, no, no, I can't let go because my mom is gone! Now I am the most relaxed I can be!"

Goto Ichiri immediately looked at his mother pitifully, his eyes full of "don't leave me".

Goto's mother gave her daughter a reassuring look, then covered her mouth lightly and spoke happily.

"This kid, I am actually Yili's mother."

"I can't tell at all, you look really young." Si Ji looked sincere, without any trace of acting at all.

"No, no, compared to you young people, I am already an old lady~"

"That's not true. If I were more mature, I would definitely choose to pursue you."

"Haha, even if it's just a compliment, Auntie is very happy," Goto's mother said with a smile, holding her cheek, "Then it's time for you young people."

"Don't abandon me, ah ah ah..."

Goto Ichiri's big crisis.

Chapter 39: My Own Child

Shiki looked at the girl named Goto Ichiri with interest.

It has been two years since I traveled through time. Apart from the original body who had almost no free time in the past two years, both Qiu Ling Wenping and Natsume Zhenliu were elite characters, undoubtedly outstanding people, and the people they came into contact with were basically from the upper class or social elites.

To put it bluntly, when you reach that level, no matter whether the person you see is good or bad in nature, their words and actions are more or less scheming, and very few people will show their emotions and thoughts openly.

With those guys, a casual gesture or a casual word may be dissected into many layers of meanings, but sometimes you can't just deny it, which leads to further deepening of the misunderstanding.

It was for this reason that, when he decided to take a bad vacation, Si Ji did not use Qiu Ling Wenping's identity to sail a cruise ship or hold a swimsuit party in the big mansion under his name. Instead, he just enjoyed his simple daily life in his own unknown identity.

Similarly, the women I met in the past were either the strong type with a strong sense of autonomy, or the scheming bitches who looked gentle and virtuous but were actually just greedy for his wealth and power. In short, it was exhausting.

So when Shiki saw such a timid and introverted girl like Goto Ichiri, she felt an inexplicable sense of freshness.

"No, wait a minute, am I feeling the same as the male protagonists in the domineering CEO novels when they see the innocent female protagonists?"

While Shiki was still reflecting on his own mentality, Yamada the Fairy had already attacked.

"I say, what kind of comics do you like?" She approached Goto Ichiri with the momentum of a predator.

The latter trembled like a frog being stared at by a snake: "N... "Nana"? "

"……subtle."

The Yamada Fairy narrowed his eyes.

Goto Ichiri was shivering even more violently, and from Shiki's perspective, she was almost curling herself up into a ball of pink slime.

"Okay, stop scaring me like that." Si Ji came to his senses and carried the fairy back to the sofa.

"I'm not trying to scare you!" Yamada the Fairy snorted in dissatisfaction.

Shiki stroked her fur, then looked at Goto Ichiri, who was transforming from a pink slime into a pink Nozuchi snake and trying to slowly crawl out of the living room while the two were not paying attention.

He extended his hand generously, and cut off the girl's retreat with a gentle smile: "Although it's a bit sudden, can you shake my hand?"

"Ah...well, I feel like shaking hands with a boy is a little bit..." The pink-haired girl said in a flustered manner, waving her hands in confusion.

I don't know what she is panicking about.

Si Ji ignored her refusal and simply grabbed her still waving hand.

“Ahhhh——?!” The girl let out a scream that was hard to say was something a beautiful girl should let out.

"Well, it seems not."

After a moment, Si Ji let go of his hand, rubbed his chin and thought: "We must have found the wrong person."

"Eh? Why can we be sure just by shaking hands?" asked Yamada Fairy in confusion.

"The calluses on her hands are in the wrong place," Shiki explained to Yamada Fairy. "Her calluses are on the fingertips, which is what happens when you play a musical instrument like the guitar. Painters' calluses are usually on the fingertips."

"I see……"

The Yamada Fairy nodded in sudden realization.

Shiki went on to say, “By the way, novelists who write books on computers don’t get calluses, but they do get tendonitis.”

"There's no need to talk about this kind of little-known knowledge!" Yamada the Fairy, who felt like his future had been predicted inexplicably, couldn't help but protest.

Then she looked at Goto Ichiri - the pink girl was now lying on the carpet in a posture like Yamcha who was killed by the cultivator, mumbling strange words like 'my purity'.

"This child is so interesting, I really want to take him home to raise!" Yamada Fairy said with sparkling light pink eyes, like a child who saw a new toy.

"Is it really okay to say something like that in front of someone else's mother?" Si Ji asked calmly.

"Eh?"

Only then did the Yamada Fairy realize that Goto Michiyo had returned to the living room with a plate of cookies.

She panicked and explained to the other party: "Well, Ms. Goto's current state... Assistant-kun didn't do anything... just shook hands..."

"it does not matter."

Goto Michiyo showed a gentle smile on her face: "Ichiri has an attack every two days, don't worry about it."

As a mother, you should pay some attention to this child. Isn't this child too pitiful? Yamada Fairy shouted in her heart.

Goto Ichiri, who fell to the ground, shed two lines of tears, and the content of his muttering changed from his purity being tainted to "My mother is too much".

Isn't this symptom getting worse? Yamada Fairy couldn't help but complain in his heart.

And Shiki nodded as if confirming something: "Looks like they are biological children."

"She only looks and has a figure like me." Goto Michiyo sighed, covering her cheek with her hands.

So Goto Ichiri's mutterings turned into "I'm so sorry for being born in this world."

"Speaking of which, Ms. Goto...ah, since there are two Ms. Goto, can I just call her Ichiri?" Yamada Fairy tried to break the strange atmosphere: "Is Ichiri really good at playing the guitar?"

Shiki wanted to add that it was possible that Goto Ichiri played the bass.

But Goto Michiyo said first: "Well, Ichiri in my family plays the guitar very well."

"Hehehe, actually it's not that great."

Then, Goto Ichiri, who was originally covered in a layer of turbid gray, suddenly had rainbows on her body. She let out an indecent laugh and twisted on the ground like a raccoon cat or an elk.

"If possible, I hope Ichiri can play it for me." Yamada Fairy said seriously.

"Why do you suddenly want to listen to guitar?" Si Ji asked curiously.

"Actually, when I was writing," Yamada the Fairy coughed, "Oh no, when I was using the Finished Manuscript Summoning Technique, I would listen to music."

"That's quite elegant." Shiki didn't think much of it. As Natsume Makuryu, he would occasionally listen to light music while writing.

"I've been listening to Beethoven's Fate during this time."

"Is it really okay to listen to this while writing a pornographic novel?..."

It's unexpectedly high art that doesn't match the vulgar content at all.

"I don't know if it's because of this, but I've been feeling a little uncomfortable in my throat lately. I think it's probably because the symphony is strangling my throat!" Yamada Fairy continued, "So I want to listen to guitar rock to neutralize it!"

"No, no, no, this is definitely not what they mean when they say "grasp fate by the throat"!"

Chapter 40: Forced to Open Business

Why is this so.

Goto Ichiri felt somewhat... no, it should be said that he was very troubled.

Although she had also fantasized about showing off her guitar skills that she had practiced for a long time in front of her classmates to gain others' admiration and thus embark on a successful life.

But whenever she took her guitar to school, no one would talk to her. Even if she could sign up to perform on stage at events like school festivals, she didn't have enough courage to go on stage.

Over time, Goto Ichiri developed a pathetic physique that made him feel satisfied simply by uploading a video of himself playing the guitar and seeing people praising him in the comments section.

At this point, asking her to perform in front of living people would make her feel inexplicably restrained, as if every glance from others was a sharp knife - even a guitar hero wouldn't be able to play well after being stabbed three times and pierced six times, right?

"Wouldn't this be a bit too much for her?"

Looking at Goto Ichiri who went upstairs to get his guitar and was then escorted back to the living room by his mother and sister, trembling like an old lady, Shiki, who still had some sympathy in her true self mode, asked Goto Michiyo.

"It's indeed a bit of a stretch." Goto Michiyo also sighed and nodded.

Then she smiled a sinister smile, as if to say, "My child is so cute even when he is trembling." "But it is worth it."

Madam, it seems like you have revealed some unusual fetish.

Si Ji asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid that her social anxiety will become more serious?"

Mrs. Goto's eyes softened. She looked at the Yamada Fairy who had pulled out a tambourine from somewhere and was beating the rhythm to encourage Goto Ichiri: "If you can't even handle such a gentle child, you will only get more hurt even if you go outside."

"But parents and children have different perspectives, so they may feel differently about the same thing, right?"

Shiki glanced at Goto Michiyo with some admiration - most people would be confused by the arrogant and self-talking appearance of the Yamada fairy when they first met her, and would think that she was the kind of person who was arrogant, willful and difficult to get along with. Being able to see the fairy's nature at first sight, it seems that Mrs. Goto has a very good eye for people.

"I think Miss Goto Ichiri is about to die holding her guitar..."

"Haha, Washimiya-kun, you're too much to underestimate Ichiri. This child is actually quite sensitive to the kindness and malice of others," Mrs. Goto said softly with a smile, "If we use a human analogy, he probably has the intelligence equivalent to that of a five-year-old."

Washimiya Shiki: "..."

You should be the worst person.

Goto Ichiri (15 years old) finally began to play the guitar tremblingly under the intimidation of Yamada's fairy smile.

At the beginning, she probably had not yet adapted to performing in front of so many people so she made many mistakes, but as she started to get into the state, the situation immediately got much better.

Even Siji, who doesn't listen to rock music much, could clearly feel that the other party's guitar playing was quite outstanding. The whole performance was very smooth, without any awkwardness or obstruction. It was a performance that only people who kept practicing for many years and even formed muscle memory could do.

When leaving Goto's house, Yamada Fairy lamented regretfully: "It seems that it is indeed not her...but her guitar playing is quite nice."

"Yeah."

Si Ji responded casually without any concern.

"Don't you have any ability to appreciate things?" The girl looked at his perfunctory appearance with dissatisfaction.

"Because my music level is 0." Si Ji held the back of his head and spoke bluntly without any concern.