Daily life in Zongman

"Oh, I'm tempted to play one of their songs for you. You've probably heard it somewhere before. But playing it on the car stereo now would ruin the audio-visual feast you're about to have. I promise you'll have an amazing experience once you get in!"

"I wonder who will be the lead singer for the first song today~ Ah, come to think of it, their bassist also occasionally takes on the lead vocals~ Since she's left-handed, I was really impressed by her~"

PA sister drove very slowly, but Fujiwara Haru was not worried that she would hit anyone. She just felt that when she talked about something she liked, she would become excited. She no longer had the gloomy feeling she had in the concert hall, and became like the big sister next door.

But then again, isn’t this behavior of PA sister called Amway?

Fujiwara Haru thought about it and felt that it should be. He hoped that the concert would be good, but it didn’t matter if it wasn’t. He just wanted to spend the money.

The car stopped. After Fujiwara Haru and the other PA-san put on their shoes and got out of the car, they followed the crowd and kept walking around until they arrived at the door of a huge octagonal hall. Fujiwara Haru looked up at its plaque, which had the three big words "Budokan" written on it.

As you walk in, you will see huge crowds of people. Countless people have gathered in this venue, making it noisy and chaotic.

PA-san was looking for a seat with two tickets: "Lucky~ The seats for the two tickets are together~"

She gestured for me to sit down next to her, then began adjusting her camera. "Concerts usually prohibit filming or taking photos, but you can take photos at this concert. Next time Fujiwara attends a concert, if you want to take photos, remember to check first~"

The two chatted for a while, and the lights in the venue gradually dimmed from the outer circle to the inner circle, naturally guiding the audience's attention to the stage in the center of the front.

The venue suddenly became quiet, and the PA came over and made a "hush" gesture to mute the room.

The lights in the innermost circle also went out. In the pitch darkness, an image appeared on the super-large display screen behind the stage. On the black and white image was a guitar.

Then the picture gradually appeared: a KORG Triton Extreme 76 synthesizer, a drum kit with the word "YAMAHA" written on it, accompanied by the plugs being connected and switches being pressed on the screen.

Pick plucked the guitar strings, and the sound waves swept across the entire venue. The lights in the center of the stage lit up instantly. Without any prelude, the singing sounded instantly.

"Please don't say 'you're lazy'. I'm actually really passionate."

"Swans are like this, floating in the invisible water."

Five girls stood in the center of the stage, under the bright lights, performing their songs with all their heart. They were passionate and dazzling. Below the stage, tens of thousands of people waved cheering sticks and cheered in unison, their passion surging and their unity unwavering.

It's hard for Fujiwara Haru to describe the feeling of being there, but the moment the concert started, he remembered his thoughts: "This is a concert! This is a band!"

A restless feeling filled his body, and he also wanted to join in the cheering. PA-san handed him a cheering stick, and with the surging passion infecting his whole body, he integrated into the concert.

Two hours later, he stopped cheering, a little out of breath, and started listening to the band's last song.

A song he was very familiar with. Every third semester in the past two years, someone would play it on demand at school. The name seemed to be: Meeting an Angel?

It seems to be a song that can be often heard during graduation season, and some classes even sing it in chorus.

After the concert, Fujiwara Haru returned to the car with PA-san. PA-san took off her high heels, turned on the air conditioner, and asked, "Do you smell anything strange?"

"Huh? What?"

"Ah, nothing, I was just talking to myself."

She let out a sigh, started the car and started her way back.

"How is it? Great, right?"

"great!"

"Let's listen together next time!"

"it is good!"

"Oh, by the way, PA sister, what's the name of their band?"

"Eh? I just mentioned that on the way here."

"Sorry, sorry, I wasn't listening carefully just now."

"Ah~ Their band name is - After School Tea Party, remember it well~"

"Thank you~"

Fujiwara Haru decided to search the Internet carefully and listen to more of it after returning.

It started to rain on the way back, and the PA-san sent Fujiwara Haru to the door: "Goodbye, little Fujiwara~ Thank you for the ticket~"

"Goodbye, PA sister~"

Fujiwara Haru returned home in a happy mood and found Sister Shendong watching TV while hugging the sofa cushion.

"I'm back!~"

"Welcome home~Want some midnight snack?"

"Okay!"

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The rain outside the window was getting heavier, rumbling along with the sound of thunder snakes.

After taking a shower, Fujiwara Haru lay on the bed and prepared to go to sleep, thinking about whether he should go to concerts every day in the future. He now thinks that going to concerts is great and he is happy to spend money on it.

There was a knock on the door.

"Haru-kun? Are you asleep?"

"No."

The bedroom door was opened, and Sister Shen Dong walked in wearing pajamas: "It's been a long time since we slept together. Let's sleep together tonight~"

"Okay."

Bang, the bedroom door was closed, the light was not turned on, and there were rustling sounds in the dark bedroom. I could feel that Sister Shendong was lying on the other side.

Thunder roared outside the window, and I could clearly feel a slight vibration around me.

Sister Shendong always runs over when it rains and thunders. It turns out that adults are also afraid of thunder.

Fujiwara Haru was actually afraid of thunder earlier, but after discovering that Yukino Shindong was very afraid of thunder, he gradually became less afraid.

He turned sideways, reached out and groped, found Sister Shendong's hand, and held hers.

"Good night, Sister Shendong~"

"Um……"

I was directly embraced in his arms, and I could feel her heartbeat gradually calming down: "Qingjun~Good night~"

——End of Chapter————

Note ①-After School Tea Party Band: From "K-ON!", here it is set one year after graduation from university, and the band only promotes one person.

Note②-The first song of the concert: Don't say "lazy", from "K-ON!"

Note ③-The last song of the concert: Angel にふれたよ!, from "Light Music Girl".

46. What are you having for breakfast today? What are you having for lunch? What are you having for dinner? What are you going to play later?

Nishimiya Glass stood under a tree beside the playground, her feet stepping on the dead branches and fallen leaves, making a slight crisp sound.

She looked at the boy in the distance, watching him run lap after lap until the sun set and he gradually slowed down and walked in front of her. Glass then took out a sports drink and a towel from her bag and handed them over.

"Ha~ I'm alive~ It feels so good not to have to run to the convenience store by myself~ Thank you Nishimiya."

The boy drank half a bottle of water in one breath, panting and wiping the sweat off his face with a towel. He said, "Let's take a walk together. I'll take you home later."

Glass took the towel back, folded it and put it in the bag, while softly responding: "Yeah."

She followed the boy and walked slowly on the playground together. The setting sun shone on her body with a little warmth. Beside her was the boy's breath, with a little heat and a little warm smell.

There were some people exercising on the playground. They shouted slogans and ran past the two of them. There were also some people doing sports on the lawn in the center of the playground.

Glass liked this feeling. She walked slower, half a body length behind, took out a fan and fanned herself gently, and the slight breeze passed to her side.

"Wow~ It feels so good~ Please give me more wind!~"

"I fanned it myself."

After saying this softly, Glass didn't turn the fan completely towards herself, but instead turned it completely to the other side and began to fan. Carrying a fan was a habit she had developed since summer, and although it was a little cooler now in autumn, she still carried it with her out of habit.

You probably don't need to bring a fan in winter. It would be better to bring a towel to wipe off the sweat before changing clothes in the locker room, right?

Nishimiya Glass was thinking about something while waving her fan, transferring the wind completely to the boy beside her.

"I'm so excited for the school trip tomorrow. We can go to Tokyo for three days!"

Glass turned slightly to look at the boy beside him. He was looking forward, his hair a little messy, and his face was full of anticipation: "I can't wait! I wish time would go faster, and it would be tomorrow soon~"

The boy's tone was full of excitement and enthusiasm, with joy for traveling and anticipation for tomorrow.

Glass was also looking forward to it. She followed beside him, waving her fan: "I am looking forward to it too~"

"Oh right, the Polaroid camera I bought online last week should be arriving today. I'll check it out when I get home. Polaroids are really fun to take. You just press a button and a picture pops out. It's really fun to watch. Let's take some pictures together tomorrow!"

"Let's go buy some snacks and drinks later. I'm also going to buy a pen. When I take the photos, I'll use the pen to write the time on them. It will feel great."

"Come to think of it, I bought a hundred sheets of photo paper, but I'm not sure if it's enough. If not, we can try cutting some paper ourselves. Any piece of paper should be usable, right?"

Glass responded softly and walked slowly beside the boy. The playground was not big and they finished a circle quickly.

Leave school together, go shopping together, and go home together.

"See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Fujiwara-kun~"

Glass stood at the door, watched the boy's back disappear, then turned and went into the house.

Her younger sister, Yuzuru, had already arrived home. She hadn't joined the club, but she was also a member of the Go Home Club. When she saw her older sister come in, she looked helpless and said, "Sisters, you two are still calling each other by your last names instead of your first names, even though you know each other so well."

Glass took out a towel from the bag, went into the bathroom to wash, and did not answer.

Sister Yuzuru lay on the sofa, leaning back and looking at her sister. "Sister, you're not waiting for Brother Fujiwara to say this, are you? I don't think it's possible. Whenever he comes to our house, he either plays games or eats snacks, or eats snacks while playing games. I don't think he would think of using intimate terms to build closer relationships."

"No, no, I feel like Fujiwara-san doesn't care about this kind of thing at all, right? Sister, you can just go up to him and talk to him and it will work. Just like when you two became friends, you just need to open your mouth and it will be fine."

Glass walked out of the bathroom and hung the clean towel on the balcony.

Sister Yuzuru sighed helplessly, sat up straight and continued watching TV: "Sis doesn't want to talk to me now that she has Fujiwara brother, I'm so pitiful~"

The hand that had just been soaked in water touched her face: "Jie Xian~Tie~"

Yuzuru screamed, "Wow!" She quickly moved away from her sister, "Grandma! My sister is bullying me!"

Grandma Nishimiya Ito looked over and said cheerfully: "Oh, Nazori, you can't bully your sister."

After playing for a while, Nishimiya Shoko returned to her room and started doing exercises. She continued doing exercises after dinner until late at night, when she lay down on the bed.

She turned on her phone, opened Line, and looked through the historical chat messages.

She didn't have many friends, only three: her mother, her sister, and one with the name "Qing". Qing's profile picture was a cat, which looked a bit cute. He liked it very much, and so did she.

After reading the history chat for a while, Glass encouraged himself: I have to study harder in the future!

She suddenly remembered something, stood up and ran to the refrigerator, gulped down a large glass of milk, then ran back to bed and closed her eyes.

After returning from the school trip, I need to do a few more tests to make up for these three days.

As she thought about it, she fell into a deep sleep.

In the fall of 2017, 15-year-old Naoko, a third-year junior high school student, was more mature than other boys who developed later in life. Influenced by romance comics and TV dramas, Naoko began to vaguely realize her own feelings.

But she didn't dare express it.

The gap is too big.

He became famous in the sports meet in the first grade of junior high school, and his grades have been consistently ranked first in the class since the second grade. Last month, he dominated the school sports meet and won first place in several competitions.

These achievements alone have already created a huge gap. Not to mention that in the past three years, he has stopped many cases of school bullying and occasionally rescued others. The people who were rescued came to the school to express their gratitude. His reputation in the school is not well-known, but at least everyone has heard of him.

And what about her?

in……

After thinking for a while, Xiaozi realized that she had nothing to be proud of. She knew that if it weren't for that brave act after school in sixth grade, she and he would never have had any contact after entering junior high school.

By the time you get to high school, the gap will be even bigger...

Glass also wanted the relationship to go further, but she didn't dare to go any further. As she grew up and entered adolescence, her thoughts became more complicated and her worries became more numerous. Her anxiety and sensitivity made her lose her previous courage.

Now, Glass has only one small goal: to get better grades, and to get even better grades. She hopes that through her own efforts, she can enter the same high school as Fujiwara Haru.

She hoped to catch up with him a little bit, even just a little bit.

After catching up a little, she will definitely be braver, at least, she will be brave enough to say: "Qingjun, you can call me Nitro~"

The future should be sweet~