In the music series, the male protagonist writes a self-help manual for the inner world

Because they couldn't find a suitable opposite sex, they let the androgynous girl play the masculine role.

Suddenly, Yutian Temple Ruomai's eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath, as if he had seen some ferocious beast.

...Why is the captain here? And wearing a black butler uniform!

Could it be that he saw me slacking off and came to stop me?

No, I don't want to be forced to practice drums during this precious time.

The nervous emotion traveled along Yutenji Wakami's nervous system, from her heart to her entire body.

"Captain, I'm not slacking off."

Yutenji Wakamu waved her hands and subconsciously took a few steps back, as if doing so could dispel the tension in her heart.

Half a moment later, Yutenji Wakamu came to his senses and remembered that he was on vacation.

"So there's no reason for him to come and take me back to practice drums."

Yutenji Wakamu smiled, and looking at her expression, she looked as happy as if she had won a million-dollar jackpot.

But based on what she had just seen, Yutenji Wakami suddenly thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

Could it be that our captain is still a high school student who hasn’t even grown all his hair yet?

Touching his chin, Yutenji Wakamugi felt that he could use this opportunity to gain some huge benefits... such as making it easier for the captain to compose the drums next time.

Miao Mengqin actually has always had a dream, which is to make money while playing drums.

But after thinking for a moment, Yutenji Wakamu found that this accidentally discovered clue seemed to be useless. After all, this was not a videotape of being locked in a basement and raped by many nymphomaniacs for a hundred days. There was no danger at all.

No, if she accidentally revealed it, she might be met with the complete wrath of her own captain, and she would die completely in the fight with Dagu.

After realizing this, Yutenji Wakamugi couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps she could at least take this opportunity to order a few meals and let the captain who always squeezed her energy serve her and vent her anger.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Yutenji Wakamu took a step forward.

Maybe she could order a few more meals and enjoy the captain's service more.

"I advise you not to have any bad thoughts."

A somewhat familiar voice came from behind.

"It's Haizi."

Yutenji Wakamu didn't need to turn around to find out who the person who just spoke was.

"Just because he's a waiter now doesn't mean he'll always be a waiter in the future."

Hachiman Kailing said softly, "He is still our captain after all."

"If I had angered him, he might not have reacted now..."

Hachiman Kailing tilted her head and didn't continue.

But what will happen next will definitely make Yutenji Wakamaki's hands and feet suffer excruciating pain.

“Just ordering normally.”

Youtianji Ruomai defended himself.

She had no intention of taking advantage of Chen Xinghua's outburst on her classmate and asking him to do many difficult things as a guest.

After all, Yutenji Wakamugi was just a little bit resentful of her captain, she was not a fool.

"But Shura Field?"

Hachiman Kailing took a step forward and saw through the window two girls, one yellow, one red and one blue, interacting with her captain inside.

And there was a girl with short white hair who was lying on the table to rest a little further away. She would occasionally lean out to look at Chen Xinghua, and then quickly bury her head in her hands again.

If Hachiman Kairin had not been an intentional bystander, and if her observation skills had not been extremely sharp, it would have been difficult to notice the abnormality of the girl with short white hair.

"Maybe not? Maybe?"

Hachiman Kailing muttered to herself in a very weak voice.

She was curious, but not too curious.

Some are good, and none are good either.

Inside the classroom, Hong Xia suddenly opened her eyes and secretly glanced outside the door.

do you know it?

Why does Miss Yutenji always stand outside the door and look at Xinghua?

The reason for this behavior…either they knew each other, or there was something about Xinghua that could attract women, even those he didn’t know.

What is this place? Is there something about men that attracts strange women?

Many plots from the novel flashed through Hong Xia's mind again.

In the blink of an eye, Yutenji Wakamu went from being a respectable drummer to a suspicious criminal in the making.

Is it possible...is it a coincidence?

Perhaps because the weather was too hot, Hongxia rubbed her ankles against each other, trying to use this method to relieve her increasingly uneasy heart caused by the heat.

When Chen Xinghua lowered his head out of boredom, he saw this scene.

Hongxia is wearing brown boots and white socks today.

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, Chen Xinghua suddenly felt that this kind of dress might not be suitable for the current weather.

Maybe Hongxia is the type of person who doesn't sweat easily?

"Senior, you are so handsome. Can you take a selfie with me later?"

Kita Ikuyo took out her cell phone and spoke to Chen Xinghua with full energy.

It turns out that the senior is born to be a clothes snob. He looks super handsome no matter what clothes he wears.

In the distance, Kaname Rakuna closed her eyes.

225

Chapter 225 Goto Ichiri is looking forward to it.

Yutenji Wakamai quietly hid behind the door, watching the scene inside intently.

I never thought the captain would be like this outside of practice...

Hachiman Kailing patted Yutenji Wakami's shoulder and made her turn around and look at him.

"Let's go, Ruozi, stop peeking here."

Yutenji Wakamugi puffed out his cheeks, looking somewhat dissatisfied.

It was such a shame that she hadn't even managed to peek into the captain's daily life.

"It's called Meow Mengqin, not Ruozi."

However, the conscientious Miao Mengqin still corrected Hachiman Kailing's statement.

The name is extremely important for video bloggers.

Consistent and specific titles can deepen the audience's impression of the video blogger.

"Haizi, don't forget."

"Don't push yourself too hard... I think he has some little secrets he doesn't want others to know."

Hachiman Kailing meant something.

For example, his identity as captain of Ave Mujica.

If Yutenji Wakamugi goes in and talks to the captain who is talking to his friend, the captain's identity might be exposed.

In that case...Yawata Kailing felt that she could buy a drum set for Ave Mujica in advance and look for a new drummer.

The drummer should preferably have black hair, be good at managing himself, have a good figure, have large organs that can nurture new life, and a pair of thighs that feel particularly comfortable to touch.

...Just kidding, she can't stand the atmosphere of Ave Mujica. Yawata Kairin smiled. Can Shiina Ritsuki play in a professional game with so much pressure?

"So go away and don't look at him."

Hachiman Kailing turned and walked out. She believed that with Yutenji Wakami's emotional intelligence, he would definitely know the tragic consequences of disturbing the captain's hidden secret.

After all, if Hana didn't have emotional intelligence, Yutenji Wakamugi... no, it should be said Wakako, would never have been able to achieve what she has today in the field of video bloggers.

"There are a lot of interesting things outside this school festival... If you don't mind, could you please accept my invitation?"

Yutenji Wakamu continued to look at his captain through the crack in the door with some regret.

But she also knows that the most valuable thing she has now is her identity as Ave Mujica's drummer, not other things like being a high-quality video blogger.

"Okay, okay, I get it."

Yutenji Wakamugi pouted with some regret and followed the pace of Hachiman Kailing.

"Haizi, what do you think the drummer and bassist combination should be called... How does a drum and bass combination sound?"

“It feels a bit hard to hear.”

“It’s called backswing.”

Hachiman Kairin answered Yutenji Wakami's questions with her knowledge of music.

In a rock band, if there is no lead singer and only bass and drums, post-rock music can still be played, and the bass can also replace the lead guitar.

Looking at Yutenji Wakamugi and Hachiman Kailing who were also wearing sunglasses walking away, Hongxia couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that it might really be just a coincidence.

But Pochi-chan's personality...

When Hong Xia thought of this key thing, she couldn't help but shook her head.

People with social anxiety are easily bullied by others and have things that originally belong to them taken away by others.

And Goto Ichiri has a severe social anxiety disorder.

So Hongxia was very worried that one day Goto Ichiri would run into STARRY while crying, avoiding the crowd, and sobbing to all the members of the band, telling them the tragic fact that his childhood sweetheart was taken away by someone else.

Thinking of this, Hongxia chewed the omelet rice in her mouth and felt that her mouth was like it had experienced a difficult journey through the Sahara Desert.

“Good job.”

Liang explained the reason why Hongxia had a dry mouth.

"After all, no one in the class is good at cooking."

Chen Xinghua murmured, "So these are cheap frozen products."

"It just means at least these things are edible."

"Senior Liang, water."

Kita Ikuyo carefully pushed the glass filled with boiled water in front of Liang.

She raised her head and stole a glance at Liang's neutral face.

Although Senior also looks good in the butler uniform, it seems that Ryo Senior also looks good in the butler uniform... Eh!

"Thanks... Kita."

Liang tilted his neck back, allowing the cold boiled water to flow down his throat into his stomach under the action of gravity and bioenergy.

"By the way, Senior, when does the Butler Cafe close?"

Kita Ikuyo put her hands on the table and looked at the table opposite with some boredom.

"About an hour."

Chen Xinghua looked down and saw the watch on his wrist, which matched the butler's uniform very well.

After hearing these words with his keen ears, Kaname suddenly raised his head and used his fingers to measure how long an hour was.

After realizing that an hour was a full sixty minutes and three thousand six hundred seconds, Kaname, whose intelligence far surpassed that of an average cat, laid down on the table again, intending to use a short nap to get through this boring time, like a kitten waiting for its busy owner to come home.

"It's Pochi-chan."

Hongxia's pupils, which had dimmed due to worry about Pochi-chan's future, suddenly regained some brightness.