Aspiring to be a girl in a band

Many students subconsciously looked at Arakawa Kirika.

She's still here... what's going on?

As time went by, the impression that Arakawa Kirika had built up in the minds of these students throughout the morning—"terrifying, absolutely not to be approached"—gradually crumbled.

It has to be said that Arakawa Kirika's beautiful appearance is extremely deceptive.

In energy-saving mode, Arakawa Kirika, having lost her aggression, appears to everyone as a noble princess, even more elegant and pure than the young ladies of Tsuki no Mori.

The weak aura surrounding him, coupled with the bewildered expression on his face.

That was a princess you only see in fairy tales. And this princess clearly also had the trait of being sickly, making you feel sorry for her, wondering if she might cough up blood at any moment.

Moreover... this princess is currently forcing herself to stay awake, and despite being extremely weak, she is still trying to open her eyes and see the chalk writing on the black and white paper.

It’s just...

So incredibly cute!

She is just too lovable.

Even if she just sits there motionless, she evokes an unconscious urge to protect her.

Arakawa Kirika, who doesn't reveal malice or utter harsh words, possesses that very charm.

……

The class is over.

However, most people probably didn't pay attention to the content of this lesson because there was a very eye-catching figure who was captivating everyone's attention.

Having lost their sense of crisis, the crowd's gazes became increasingly brazen.

Until... finally, someone dared to walk up to Arakawa Kirika and talk to her.

"Arakawa-kun, are you... feeling unwell...? Should we take you to the infirmary?"

As the first person to dare to try something new, this student looked at Arakawa Kirika with great anticipation, wanting to know how she would respond.

But Arakawa Kirika just leaned back in her chair, not even glancing at her, and even turned her head away awkwardly.

However, Arakawa Kirika's obvious disdainful reaction backfired in the eyes of the other girls.

Arakawa Kirika's expression of disgust has clearly been misinterpreted as a kind of "tsundere".

Now, the number of people daring to approach her has increased rather than decreased.

Deng, who had mentally prepared himself, was surprised to find that the person surrounded by the crowd was not himself.

That's not right either, because she and Arakawa Kirika are the only deskmates in the class.

Therefore, the circle that surrounded Arakawa Kirika naturally also enveloped her within it.

However, everyone's attention was focused on her deskmate.

"Where did you go to school before, Arakawa-kun?"

"Arakawa-kun's hair is so silky... and smells amazing. Can I ask what shampoo you use?"

"I feel like there's something about Arakawa-kun... how should I put it, an elegant air about him, which I'm really envious of."

"Yes, yes, she perfectly fulfills all my fantasies about [Princess]."

...The various discussions were giving Arakawa Kirika a headache.

Her frustration had reached its peak.

How is this going.

This was the first time she had ever discovered that the students in a so-called ordinary school were so unruly.

Don't push your luck any further, you bunch of trash...

Once I recover, I'll take you all... one by one...

Thinking of this, another wave of exhaustion washed over her, causing Arakawa Kirika to stop thinking.

The lamp beside it also seemed a little uneasy.

The current scene is like a gem that belongs only to her, a gem whose charm only she can glimpse, now being held in the hands of others for admiration.

The lamp's already negative mood plummeted to its lowest point.

Akari knew she had developed a strange possessiveness towards Arakawa Kirika.

From childhood to adulthood, the lamp has always been regarded as the class's "mascot," someone that needs to be taken care of by everyone.

Arakawa Kirika was the first person who made her experience taking care of other people's feelings.

This reversal of positions fascinated her.

She was also shocked.

I only spent a short time alone with Arakawa Kirika... and it seems like I'm already inseparable from her.

So, watching the crowd making a fuss over Arakawa Kirika, she naturally felt a little... just a tiny bit, of jealousy.

Just then, one of the students noticed a glimpse of the truth from Arakawa Kirika's terrible condition.

"Um... Arakawa-kun seems a bit listless, is he hungry...?"

Volume One: Chapter Thirty-Three: Old Acquaintances

This question was like a thunderclap, startling everyone at first before they all returned to their positions.

Immediately afterwards, everyone took out the snacks they had hidden away.

[This opportunity to be fed...I have to be there first.]

With this in mind.

The group surrounded Arakawa Kirika once again.

A huge pile of snacks was laid out on Arakawa Kirika's table.

Arakawa Kirika barely suppressed her anger as she glanced at it.

Cheap plastic packaging.

It looks like cheap junk food.

No one would want to eat this kind of thing.

With a serious expression, Arakawa Kirika pushed aside a pile of things in front of her, thinking that this would prevent them from shamelessly coming closer.

But... things just don't always go as planned.

Arakawa Kirika's supposedly tough attitude actually makes her seem more pitiful and endearing in energy-saving mode.

Seeing that Arakawa Kirika didn't want to eat snacks, everyone offered her drinks instead.

Looking at the various shapes of beverage bottles in front of me.

Arakawa Kirika finally reached out her hand, placing the back of her hand on the body of each bottle.

She was testing the temperature.

no doubt.

This bottled beverage couldn't possibly be hot, so she pushed it away again.

Arakawa Kirika's reaction began to puzzle everyone.

They didn't seem unwilling to drink, but in the end they all refused.

What's the key point?

After brainstorming and gathering opinions...

Someone has come to the answer.

She returned here with a thermos.

He opened the lid of the thermos and carefully handed it to Arakawa Kirika.

"Arakawa-kun, this... don't worry, I haven't touched it at all."

Arakawa Kirika looked at the bottle opening, then gently sniffed it.

It was hot milk...

There is no reason to refuse.

Arakawa Kirika finally drank it.

Arakawa Kirika, having gained just a tiny bit of energy, immediately revealed her malice.

Ingratitude is her specialty.

She glared fiercely at everyone.

"I... I won't thank you. Can you please take your junk food and leave quickly?"

After saying such harsh words, you should at least stay away from me now.

Arakawa Kirika thought to herself.

But her fierce yet adorable appearance only intensified everyone's protective instincts.

"It's...absolutely adorable."

ba陕⊙九零翅久wu（「mp八）灵梦荒川雾花 patted her forehead.

She was so disgusted she felt like throwing up.

She couldn't believe it; the entire class was full of masochists.

Lu Lin 6 Ershan Siba Basiqun n Chat, can't these people hear me telling them to get lost?

At this moment, Arakawa Kirika finally understood what it meant to "play music to a cow".

So she gave up and simply lay down on the table.

She's going to start pretending to be asleep.

The crowd, still wanting more, clearly had something to say.

Just then, Takamatsu Akari, who had hesitated for a long time, finally stepped forward.