Social phobia and lonely rock

but.

Ishikawa Hayabusa's exaggerated words and actions failed to bring Kita back to his senses, and even his thoughts failed to reach Kita.

At this time, Kita put his hands on Ishikawa Hayabusa's shoulders very cutely, with his face resting on the back of his hands, as if the computer had crashed.

While Kita was acting silly, Ishikawa Hayabusa looked at the silent scene and his face gradually became a little embarrassed.

And this is the women's restroom.

After a pause, he silently embraced the two girls and walked out.

...

A corner where few people come.

Ishikawa Hayabusa pressed against the wall next to Kita like a wall-dong, leaned down and looked directly into Kita's eyes.

"Kita...chan? Are you cooperating? Are you cooperating? Just say "I don't like this kind of playboy" and walk away. What were you doing just now?!"

Kita was embarrassed to say that she had forgotten all about it the moment she was hugged.

How could I possibly say something like that? It would be so embarrassing.

She tried shyly to look annoyed.

"Ishikawa-kun, your gestures are so messed up, I can't understand you."

"Hey...um, Falcon..."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Pochi quickly pulled the corner of Ishikawa Hayabusa's clothes.

Ishikawa Hayabusa came back to his senses and looked back at Pochi.

Her hands were still shaking slightly.

He realized that Pochi had not fully recovered yet and was still in fear and anxiety. With an apologetic look on his face, he asked Pochi.

"Pochi, can I hug you?"

Pochi nodded rapidly, as if she hoped so, and stretched out her hand, not caring at all that Ishikawa Hayabusa had just hugged another girl.

Ishikawa Hayabusa squatted down and hugged her. For a moment, her body shook violently, as if she was releasing the fear that she had just suppressed.

Ishikawa Hayabusa patted her on the back.

"Pochi, you did a great job. You dare to speak your mind. That's great, great."

Pochi buried his head hard in Ishikawa Hayabusa's shoulder.

"Ah."

She responded with a grumble.

"But don't push yourself like this next time. Trying too hard will make you hate trying."

Ishikawa Hayabusa reminded her gently.

She moved her head on her shoulder to show that she understood.

Obviously he didn't want to reveal that he was about to cry.

Kita watched quietly from the side.

Until the class bell rang, Pochi let go of his hand and Ishikawa Hayabusa also stood up.

He looked like he had recovered, Pochi asked.

"Pochi, can we still go to class now?"

Pochi's eyes were a little red. She hesitated for a while, but before she answered, Ishikawa Hayabusa spoke again.

"Pochi, take a step forward and take a look."

Pochi took a small step obediently, but as soon as she stepped firmly on the ground, her feet went weak. Ishikawa Hayabusa, who had anticipated this, immediately supported her and then said to Kita.

"Kita, please ask the teacher for leave for me, and for Pochi as well."

"Ah."

Kita nodded, said nothing, and left quickly.

After Kita left, Ishikawa Hayabusa looked at Pochi who was lowering her head guiltily. He leaned down, put one arm around her knees, and the other arm around her shoulders, and picked her up horizontally.

It was the first time for Pochi to be hugged like this, and she felt as if her whole body was leaning in Ishikawa Hayabusa's arms.

She looked at Ishikawa Hayabusa in panic, and he met her gaze, but she quickly closed her eyes as if avoiding him, looking as if she completely believed him.

"Let's go to the infirmary and rest for a while."

"Ah."

The corridor was quiet as the class started. Ishikawa Hayabusa found an inconspicuous route and walked to the health room.

When I arrived at the health room, I opened the door and saw a teacher in a classic white coat and black stockings sitting in the room.

Hearing the door open, she turned around and looked at the door, where a young man was holding a young girl in a princess hug. She asked.

"what happened?"

"Physical discomfort."

The teacher stood up and took a look. Wow, this girl had only been here once in the last class.

But since she was already there, she didn't bother to meddle in other people's business. After a quick check, she found that there was nothing wrong with his body, so she waved her hand and said goodbye.

"Just find a place to rest."

"Thank you, teacher." said Ishikawa Hayabusa.

After letting Pochi lie on the bed, Ishikawa Hayabusa pulled a stool over from the side, sat down, and held Pochi's hand which was gradually warming up. Pochi also held his hand tightly.

The teacher looked at him and raised his eyebrows.

Perhaps it was because he had just pushed himself too much pressure and suddenly relaxed at this moment. Pochi closed his eyes and his expression quickly relaxed, and he let out a shallow breath.

Seeing her sleeping peacefully, Ishikawa Hayabusa also relaxed. Sleeping is a very stress-relieving thing.

Now that she has rested for a while and has adjusted her mood when she wakes up, she won't be so scared anymore.

Thinking of this, Ishikawa Hayabusa quietly held her hand, which was still tightly clenched when she fell asleep, without letting go. He adjusted the chair and sat up straighter without disturbing Pochi.

Looking at Pochi who had calmed down and was no longer anxious or forcing a smile, Ishikawa Hayabusa looked at her most natural expression.

When Pochi is calm, her face is very cute, with a kind of loli-like delicateness and a beauty intertwined with the tranquility of a girl.

It is hard to imagine that she has such a beautiful appearance even though she usually tries hard to avoid people's attention and her bangs cover most of her face.

The skin is also amazingly white.

But Ishikawa Hayabusa did not reach out to touch her.

At this time, the teacher came over and looked at the two people who were still holding hands.

"What's wrong? She looks like she's frightened."

Ishikawa Hayabusa looked up at her and explained.

“I was almost bullied by my classmates.”

"Oh."

The teacher nodded, looked at the girl's sportswear and the boy's hand that was tightly held, and gave instructions.

"No weird things in the infirmary."

Then he tactfully walked out of the health room.

After she closed the door of the health room, the sound of her high heels became farther and farther away.

All of a sudden, the only sounds in the health room were the quiet sounds of nature and Pochi's shallow, long breathing.

Pochi slept for a long time, but Ishikawa Hayabusa never let go of his hand and waited patiently.

For him, such waiting was not boring.

Warm wind blew in intermittently from the open window, causing the white transparent curtains to flutter in the air. The afternoon sun shone on the bedside table next to it, leaving a warm bright yellow rectangle.

The cicadas, not understanding the atmosphere, chirped one after another, and one or two reading sounds came from a distance.

Time passes slowly.

Until, Ishikawa Hayabusa suddenly let go of Pochi's hand, but Pochi subconsciously reached out to grab it, but failed.

She didn't move anymore, but just closed her eyes even tighter, and her expression became more tense with uneasiness.

Ishikawa Hayabusa stood up, took out his keyboard and loudspeaker, and carefully placed them beside the bed. He found a socket in the corner, plugged in the power supply, and turned down the volume of the loudspeaker.

He sat next to Pochi, looked at her who still had her eyes tightly closed, and placed his hands on the keyboard.

Finally, the first soft note came out from the loudspeaker.

The gentle yet warm sound of the piano seemed to soothe the inner anxiety, and it was played rapidly in this snow-white and clean room.

After the prelude ended, Ishikawa Hayabusa began to sing softly along with the gentle afternoon breeze.

When Pochi heard Ishikawa Hayabusa singing for the first time, he opened his eyes in surprise and looked at the straight and tall figure in front of him.

...

"I want to stay by your side."

"Whatever is about to happen."

“I’m going to use everything I have.”

"I will always protect you."

The combination of singing and piano is so gentle that it makes people feel like crying.

Pochi had never heard of this song. She looked at Ishikawa Hayabusa in a trance. She could tell from his singing that he also had bad memories and his life was not all smooth sailing.

At the same time, she listened to the lyrics and shyly thought that the lyrics of the song were a confession.

Although she doesn't like listening to this kind of songs, it would be different if Ishikawa Hayabusa played it for her.

She was kind of happy.

When Ishikawa Hayabusa turned around, Pochi quickly closed his eyes again and continued to pretend to be asleep.

but.

"pain!"

Pochi, whose forehead was flicked by Ishikawa Hayabusa, held his head in his hands.

Pochi opened his eyes aggrievedly, and tried to make up a lie to explain himself in a panic, but when he looked at his face, he suddenly couldn't come up with one.

then.

"Falcon, this song is..."

Her voice was weak, but her blue eyes asked expectantly.

Ishikawa Hayabusa didn't answer her, but looked at her and smiled.

"You feel relaxed now." He said and patted Pochi's head.

Pochi was shy and a little embarrassed when he touched her. While she was being touched on the head, she heard Ishikawa Hayabusa say.

"What is this? I don't know."

Pochi wondered if this was a song written by Ishikawa Hayabusa himself, or even for her. When she thought of this, she couldn't wait to let more people listen to this song.

"Falcon, add this song to the band's repertoire."

However, Ishikawa Hayabusa rejected her proposal.

"No, this is not our song, Pochi. I want to hear the song you wrote."

Ishikawa Hayabusa's voice was heavy and serious. Pochi looked at him with his back to the sun in confusion, but still nodded gently.

75. Birthday

The bell for the last class rang.