My second life is a bit strange?

Dad also said, "Erli can't either, she's too young."

Goto cried out in terror, his voice like a broken organ: "Dad, Mom... Class President."

Even though one card was sold, the loophole became even bigger.

"If all else fails, let's invite Mom's friend to go together."

These words were like a lifeline, giving Goto hope, but her sister's words pierced her heart.

"After all, my sister doesn't have any friends."

Like Kayako from the movie, Goto crawled on the ground at an eerie angle to her sister's side, suddenly grabbed her shoulder, and said with empty eyes, "Your sister is just hiding her true abilities. She actually has many friends at school."

“Child…” Goto’s father patted his daughter’s shoulder: “It’s okay to lie to others, but don’t lie to yourself.”

"I'll handle this myself!"

After saying that, he fled back to his room.

The next day, carrying a stack of flyers he had made himself, he ran to an open space next to a famous food street nearby.

"Goto-san?"

Suddenly someone called her name, which startled her. She slipped and fell, scattering the posters she was holding all over the ground.

Feng walked over and helped her up, picking up the flyer from the ground. The picture on the flyer... was full of soul.

"Aren't all the tickets sold out?"

"Yes, Dad said the dog and my sister can't go."

Feng was surprised that she had included the family dog.

"Perfect timing! I was just about to ask if you had any tickets left. I'll take both of them."

"Class monitor!!"

"Hey, hey, don't worship me like a god!"

Kaede quickly put on Goto's clothes, feeling uncomfortable under the gazes of those around him.

Just as he helped her up, he heard another sound of someone falling behind him, which startled Goto. She immediately grabbed his leg and looked warily at the woman lying on the ground.

"Class monitor... someone has collapsed, what should we do? We need to call 120."

Kaede grabbed Goto's hand, signaling her not to make the call yet. He moved closer to the woman, and a strong smell of alcohol filled his nose. Passing away drunk in broad daylight, she must be a complete idiot.

"Are you OK."

The woman let out an unconscious moan, so Feng had no choice but to leave Goto to watch over her while he went to buy some water and hangover medicine.

The other person took the water without hesitation, drank it down in large gulps, and regained some consciousness.

"What are your names?" The woman, who had just finished drinking water, continued drinking alcohol, and Feng couldn't stop her.

"Silver Maple".

"Goto Ichiri."

"They are all good names."

Feng whispered in Yili's ear, "Don't grow up to be like that."

"Are you a couple?"

Goto trembled. Another person had said they looked like a couple. He felt a surge of secret joy, followed by shyness.

No, no, that's not it.

"Would you like some drinks? Even if they're cheap."

"No need, we are still minors."

"Huh?" The woman rubbed her eyes, then smiled at them again: "Youth is wonderful. Is that a guitar you're carrying? Can you play the guitar?"

A series of questions left Goto at a loss. Talking to adults was incredibly stressful for her; Gita was her precious baby, and she was terrified of her getting hurt...

What should I do if I say no and get yelled at?

"No, no, no, I only practiced this guitar for one day after buying it before giving up. I'm not worthy of it at all. I was just about to pawn it to become an ambitious young person who can pursue their dreams. The weather is so nice today, yay, we'll have barbecue tonight."

As he was about to leave, Feng grabbed him, asking, "Can you sell me this guitar?"

【Huh? Why does the class monitor want to buy my guitar?】

Are you going to continue lying?

[Waaaaah, I just can't refuse the class monitor's request.]

The class president, who was once like a god in Goto's heart, has now become a demon.

"Squad leader, please cherish it."

Seeing that Goto had actually given him his guitar, he flicked her forehead with his hand in annoyance.

"You can't lie."

"Waaaaah ┭┮﹏┭┮ Sorry." Little Boqi clutched his head in pain.

"Although I don't know what happened, you must persevere. With more practice, you might be able to match it."

[He's a good person.]

Moved by her words, Goto, encouraged by Kaede, took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I just lied."

"Huh? Don't young people these days even think before they lie?" (Shocking!)

Hearing the other person's complaints, Xiao Boqi's face turned even redder, and he quickly handed over his guitar.

The woman strummed the strings and exclaimed, "This is truly a beautiful instrument. By the way, are you two really not a couple? You seem so intimate." (→_→)

Chapter 126 It would be better to be bent over

They were just discussing guitars, but in the blink of an eye they were gossiping. Their unpredictable thinking caught them off guard.

Before Feng could say anything, the woman waved her hand again: "Forget it, forget it, this is a matter for you young people, it has nothing to do with me."

As she spoke, she fumbled around with her hand, saying, "Don't let my appearance fool you, I'm actually a guitarist! Alcohol and bass are my life. Oh, where's my bass?"

I don't know if it was because I drank too much and got confused, but after thinking for a while, I clapped my hands and said, "Oh~ I left it at the izakaya."

[What happened to the promise that bass is life itself?!] (x2)

"Let's go! Pochi-chan!" The drunken woman grabbed her hand and rushed out, Goto floating in the air like a carp streamer.

Feng quickly jogged after them, feeling uneasy leaving the two of them outside.

She followed him all the way to an izakaya in the food street. The owner seemed to know her well and handed her the bass. She found a corner by the roadside, took out the bass, and said, "Hey, this is my bread and butter."

After chatting for a while, Kaede and Goto learned that she liked drinking so much to escape reality, which was so pathetic.

You can learn from me!

"No way!" Kaede turned her head seriously and said to Goto, "Little Pochi can't become such a drunkard."

"Drunkards and stuff, that's really going too far."

"Ah, yes!"

Goto imagined that if he became addicted to alcohol, even as an adult he would be alone in his room, accomplishing nothing and living off his parents' meager savings.

He became a parasite on society, doing nothing all day, his guitar sitting in a corner covered in dust.

The house was filled with trash, and the walls were covered with photos of my high school band and my class's graduation photo.

When I went out to buy alcohol, I happened to see the class monitor talking to other girls, but I just lowered my head and pretended not to know them.

Not knowing how to respond when recognized, I could only give an awkward smile.

"Goto, it's been a long time. You're still the same as before."

Something pierced my heart.

No way I want this kind of future!!!

Lost in his fantasies, Goto shouted out what was on his mind.

The two were amused by her adorable appearance.

Realizing he had lost his temper, he quickly apologized.

Upon seeing this, the woman asked Boqi what she had been doing before. After some explanation, she learned that Boqi was an autistic girl who had mustered up the courage to go out and hand out flyers in order to buy tickets.

"Waaaaah, this is so inspiring!" She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "But this isn't enough."

The woman stood up, took off her coat, revealing a tank top underneath: "You're my savior, come on."

"What's coming?" Goto looked at the other person, his face flushed, his mind a jumble of unpleasant thoughts.

"You and me..."

Plop, plop.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my throat.

"Let's perform here in the open air and sell tickets. Five tickets aren't enough. Today's goal is to sell one hundred tickets."

"Phew~ it was just an open-air performance." Goto breathed a sigh of relief.

【Thank goodness it wasn't a crash, huh?】

[Open-air performance!]

[Waaaaah, I'd rather be bent over like this. If I could, I'd choose death.]

"What's wrong? Open-air performances can sell a lot of tickets."

In her daze, Little Pochie imagined a lot of banknotes waving at her.

"That's a good idea. It's a temple fair today, and there are a lot of people around here. Eriri and the others are also heading here."

Hearing Kaede's words, Goto became even more nervous. The two bulls were sandwiching her in the middle, leaving her no way out.

Don't you have any shame at all?!

"But we don't have any equipment." Goto tried to make an excuse to slip away: "That's such a pity. Maybe next time, next time for sure."