The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

"...No, it's just that everyone and this world are too kind. I'm the one who's actually being tolerated and spoiled, not that remarkable."

Ping Xin suddenly sat up, stretched, turned to the side and said to Kita:

"Sometimes I really don't know how to communicate with you—"

"...Eh?"

Am I going to be cut?

But Kita could not see any malice, resistance or negative emotions in Hirashin, only clarity and calmness.

"Because I'm a weirdo, it's much easier for me to communicate with those unusual people... To put it bluntly, it's nothing special. It's just my comfort zone, a place where Kita Ikuyo doesn't exist."

“…Hey, what does this mean!?”

Kita Ikuyo has good family education, good grades, and is a very good child.

Good at making friends, interested in fashionable and novel things, kind to everyone, and able to easily trust a man she originally disliked...

How should I put it? In short, from the very beginning, I felt that they had a very bad compatibility, which was the exact opposite of Goto Ichiri.

"Although there is a tiny bit of~...really just a tiny bit of revenge in my heart—"

Well... Pingxin pointed to the universe with his fingers, and those who understand will understand.

"But I really didn't know how to start a conversation with you at first... After all, the only thing we have in common is [The End Band] and [Yamada Ryo]."

As the saying goes, how you see the world is determined by what kind of person you are. A good kid like Kita is friendly to everyone, but Heishin is suspicious of everyone and always questions them.

"But if that's the case... why do you still insist on talking to me?"

"Um......"

Faced with this question, Ping Xin thought for a moment before speaking:

"First of all, of course, it's necessary... I'll be associated with the band for a long time, and if things don't work out, I'll be in a lot of trouble."

"And then?" Kita asked.

"And... since my terrible personality doesn't allow me to have a [weakness], I have to try it no matter what—"

Ping Xin didn't know how to say it correctly, so he could only try his best to express his feelings without any concealment.

"But this is just the reason why you [have to] do it, right?"

"That's certainly true..."

Relying on others to find out one's own shortcomings and make oneself better is one of the reasons why Pingxin insists on doing this troublesome thing.

After thinking for a moment, he continued, "Also, 'bad compatibility' is purely my [personal reason], and Kita's bad attitude towards me is due to some half-truths and rumors.

Whether it's the former or the latter, it's all my fault. I can feel bad about being attacked, but I can't do anything bad to you, Xiduo. It's wrong to vent my anger on you...

Also, even though I didn't know you at the time, I could sense that you were a good person. And that kindness shouldn't be a reason for me to attack you... I don't know what else to say."

Although Ping Xin doesn't know himself, everyone can actually understand his kindness. It is precisely because of this that so many people like him and so many people are willing to risk their lives for him——

A good person with principles, bottom line and ability can be called good no matter what era.

But this kindness is somewhat cold...

But not to others, but to Ping Xin himself.

It's like a god who protects the whole world. Even though he is praised and believed in, he cannot enjoy joy and happiness with those who trust and love him.

What a cruel thing this is...

It's like there's a screen between the [player] and them. Even though they saved the world and saved them, in the end there's an absolute gap between the two.

“So lonely…”

"Hey, you?"

Kita Ikuyo's sudden exclamation made Hirayobu a little confused, and then he immediately "suddenly realized" -

So that's what this is, isn't it?

People who are good at socializing may have many acquaintances, but none of them is truly worth making friends with!

Pingxin feels that he is so happy!

"Yeah, yeah... In that case, let's build good relationships with everyone who's left the band—even though you don't like people calling you Ikuyo, but if people don't laugh at you, I think it's okay, right?"

Ping Xin uses his amazing wisdom (low emotional intelligence) to successfully find the only solution...

Of course, the reason why I wanted to call her name was not that simple.

After all, Kita Ikuyo's defense-breaking look when someone calls his name is really funny, and he happens to be a funny guy~

"......yes!"

Although he was stunned for some reason, Kita still responded to him happily——

Is this the [special] thing that makes you different from everyone else?

Chapter 11 Let’s put on makeup~

“Ah, I found it~~~!”

Ping Xin, who was sitting on the sofa in the office looking at his phone, looked around and even touched under his butt. The remote control was not there?

"Hina, what's wrong?"

"Ahaha~ Hey, Producer, look, look!"

Ichikawa Hina took out a big treasure from behind her back... It was the professional makeup bag that Pingxin bought with her last time. From the sound of the cosmetics colliding inside, it can be seen that it is already quite full.

"Qiang~!"

"Ah, is it because it's not big enough this time? Do I need to buy a new bag?"

If he could "spend money to avoid disaster", Pingxin would naturally welcome it. After all, he is not very sensitive when it comes to emotional issues, and he always thinks that he is the one who owes the debt.

"No~ Not that!... Remember that [thing we talked about] before? This is, a makeup case!"

Yes, yes, after all, I bought it with you, so of course I know you. It's a huge makeup bag that only professional makeup artists would buy...

Obviously, this size was beyond Ichikawa Hina's expectations.

"When the package arrived, it was even bigger than I expected. I was shocked."

Hinana put her makeup bag on the table. After all, it was really heavy to carry around.

This kind of thing is quite common. After all, it is difficult for ordinary people to have a clear understanding of the concepts of a few meters, tens of meters and a few tons even if they hear them. It is like people who have never seen some airplanes or ships and rely entirely on imagination.

But now that he's talking about it, Hirayukoshi suddenly remembered that he had promised Hinata last time, "If she's free next time, I'll let her put on makeup for him."

Hey, can we reconcile?

"Haha... Speaking of which, wouldn't it be inconvenient to carry something this big while walking?"

"Yeah~ But it doesn't matter, after all, you are here~"

......Hing Xin, who failed to change the subject, felt even more ashamed of his "cowardly behavior".

"Now that I've shown it to you, I'm going to organize the contents so it'll be easier to use later~"

"..."

As she spoke, Ichikawa Hina opened the makeup bag on the table, then took out some bottles and jars of cosmetics, put them back, and arranged them neatly.

In Pingxin's eyes, this "arms display" is ten thousand times more terrifying than the muzzle of a real gun or cannon!

"...whether it's makeup or a costume change, just come on!"

"Hmm~! Sounds like it's going to be fun~!"

Haha, even if I'm ruined, just seeing this smile is worth the price of admission...

Regardless of whether Hiranobu is happy or not, Ichikawa Hina will definitely have a great time today——

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While Hina was sorting her makeup bag and thinking about what makeup to wear today, the two of them were chatting...

But for some reason, Ping Xin always felt that this was some kind of hospice care—

"When I meet makeup artists at work, they are definitely more skilled and professional."

After all, they are professionals. If they can't even reach this level, they can't continue.

"Besides, putting makeup on yourself and putting makeup on someone else are actually two completely different things, so it's difficult—"

Yeah, just like [a doctor cannot treat himself], doing it for others and doing it yourself are completely different experiences.

"If you want to do it, you have to practice and study hard~"

Hearing what Hinana said, Ping Xin felt a little emotional.

If you can be like this when you study, the teacher won't always pick on you... No, you will still be lectured for being late and for various other reasons, right?

"So, I've been planning today's makeup for a long time~! So, Pingxin, come and be my practice prop, okay~!"

Haha, can I still refuse at this point?

“I haven’t used these before, so I want to try them out~”

As she was talking, Hinana had already placed some bottles and jars, large and small, that Pingxin knew or didn't know, on the table in the order that was most convenient for her.

...Is it really not possible?

"Hina (me) always finds using an eyelash curler on someone else to be a rather scary thing~"

Eh, why?

By the way, why did she have to say this when she took out her eyelash curler? I can't even ignore it.

Ping Xin sweats like soybeans. Is this some new interrogation technique?

Goosebumps already!!!

But before Hirayuki could even think about it, Hinana said, "But I can use Hirayuki as a training ground, right?"

"I always feel like... rather than a training tool, it's more like a lab rat..."

The guinea pig is actually me! ?

"Eh~ That's not the case~"

Haha, you'd better -

But at this point, there was no turning back, so Ping Xin said, "But today, Hinana is so motivated, so I have no choice but to lie down and cooperate..."

Can you reshape my face?

"Ahaha~ You don't have to worry about that~? I'll use the most suitable color for ordinary letters and put on a beautiful makeup for you!"

Ping Xin sat on the chair with dead eyes——

The cold foundation is constantly applied on the face~

"Um...Is the lipstick thing okay?"

Just like when he was getting a haircut, Pingxin could only look around with his two eyes, so he saw the lipstick that Hina had placed on the table.

"Eh~ What's the problem~?"

"No, it's just things like hygiene issues, and... indirect kissing and stuff?"

"Yeah... but people sometimes use each other's lipstick and stuff~"

I don’t know what Hina Ichikawa is thinking, but at least on the surface she is still the same as usual, so Pingxin doesn’t bother to worry about it.

"...Then I'll leave it to you, Hinana-sensei~"

"Ahaha~ [Teacher] or something~"

After saying this, Ping Xin simply closed his eyes and refused to communicate. He opened the little theater in his mind to organize some recent information and future plans.

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