Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

This is Lenai expressing her emotions. She is not very good at using mobile phones, so she prefers to send pictures instead of text content.

"I understand." Shirakawa Haru said in the group chat, "Lena, tell the lady at the front desk that the bill will be charged to me."

So Lenai also went offline. She was not very good at using electronic technology products such as mobile phones. If Shirakawa Haru had not sent a message saying that she would not come to training, she would just glance at the message on her phone and would not even clear the red dot on the group chat.

"Shirakawa-kun must have his reasons for saying that, Aine-chan, please don't make random assumptions." Nagasaki Motoyo stood at her desk, backpack in hand, her eyes coldly fixed on the group chat before sending a message. She tried to undermine Chihaya Aine's image in the band and in Shirakawa Haru's eyes. "You're asking too directly. It might even cause Shirakawa-kun some distress."

Suddenly, Nagasaki Suyo turned around, her smile blooming like a flower: "Mu~ why are you looking at me all of a sudden?"

Wakaba Mutsu held the painting tube and stared quietly at Nagasaki Suyo's mature and charming face without saying a word. She found that Nagasaki Suyo had been staring at her mobile phone more frequently than before recently, and the frequency of asking her for information about Toyokawa Shoko had decreased a lot.

This may mean that Nagasaki Suyo is no longer obsessed with Toyokawa Shoko, but at the same time, there will be an irreparable crack in her friendship with Toyokawa Shoko.

Ruoye Mu didn't want to see the above situation happen.

As Chihaya Aine sat down and the teacher looked away, Takamatsu Touma threw a ball of paper on Goto Ichiri's desk.

Compared to the sunny Chihaya Aine who can quickly integrate into the group no matter where she is, a child like her with a unique temperament can more easily gain the trust of Goto Ichiri and make friends with her.

So she knew that in addition to their band, Shirakawa Haru had joined another band.

The name of that band was The End, and Ichiri Goto was the guitarist of that band.

Qing is not rehearsing with them today because the members of the band invited Qing to go to their place and play.

This is also the reason why Takamatsu Deng did not send a message in the group. She knew that Shirakawa Haru was going to Shimokitazawa in the evening.

Goto Ichiri felt something fall on her desk. She leaned sideways and climbed up, only to find it was a ball of paper. She unfolded it, revealing beautiful handwriting arranged like musical notes: "Ichiri-chan, when will Haru be back from Shimokitazawa tonight?"

After reading the words written on the note, she looked at Gao Songdeng in confusion, wrote a whisper on the note and threw it back: "I...I don't know when Qingjun will come back. Even if you ask me, I don't know the answer. You have to ask Qingjun yourself about this."

Why is Deng-chan asking me this question? Does she think I took Qing-jun away from her? Will she hate me, stop talking to me, and eventually break up with me?

My good friend broke up with me... I'm going to die... No, I promised Qingjun that I would never say this word casually again!

Hmm, I'm going to become a slug roasted by the sun... But being roasted by the sun, hehe, is actually not bad.

Goto Ichiri fell into his own delusion and his expression began to become complacent.

Today, Haru-kun rarely comes to STARRY to play with me and Ichichi, so we must behave well this time!

The bell for the end of get out of class interrupted Goto Ichiri's delusion.

The classmates were packing their bags to leave the classroom. She looked at the classroom blankly, her empty soul seemed to be floating away.

Turning her head to look at Shirakawa Haru beside her, Goto Ichiri casually stuffed the textbooks in the drawer into her schoolbag, stood beside Shirakawa Haru with her guitar bag on her back, and tried to hold Shirakawa Haru's hand.

"Haru... Haru-kun, can I hold your hand?" Goto Ichiri's voice trembled. She was very shy at the moment, her neck shrank like a quail. Because she didn't know that she could hold Shirakawa Haru's hand just by saying it, she awkwardly invited Shirakawa Haru using some written language, "Um, um... Haru-kun, did you hear me clearly? That is, I want to hold your hand, so can you, hold out your hand?"

"I heard you." Shirakawa Haru stuffed the thick books on the desk and suddenly spoke, startling Goto Ichiri. Then he reached out and took her hand, waving it in front of her eyes. "Okay, let's go."

"Oh...oh." Goto Ichiri followed Shirakawa Haru out of the classroom with a dazed expression. He saw many people along the way. They should have been scared and wanted to hide, but for some reason they always had smiles on their faces. Was it because of the heavy guitar on his back?

No, it’s not. It must be because of the person holding my hand.

Goto Ichiri tilted his head, and the not-too-dimmed afternoon light shone on Shirakawa Haru's body, giving his outline a faint golden edge.

She squinted her eyes and could still vaguely see very fine, almost transparent hairs on his face.

The two of them got on the train to Shimokitazawa. Goto Ichiri sat next to Shirakawa Haru, and opposite her was a group of junior high school girls who were discussing something.

This group of girls were discussing which celebrity was more beautiful. They kept naming celebrities one by one, both male and female, saying this one was pretty and that one was pretty, but Goto Ichiri didn't recognize any of them.

She curled her lips and looked at Baichuan Qing beside her, thinking that those stars must not be as good-looking as Qingjun - he was so handsome, the most handsome person she had ever seen in her life.

Swaying on the tram, Goto Ichiri would sometimes bump into Shirakawa Haru's shoulder. The turbid air and the regular swaying made her drowsy.

"What's wrong, Yili, do you want to sleep?"

A delicate and soft voice came to her ears. Goto Ichiri wanted to open her eyes, but the voice was too gentle, so she became even more sleepy and couldn't open her eyes.

When she realized that Baichuan Qing was calling her, he was looking at her. For a moment, she felt that she was in the bright world in Baichuan Qing's eyes, eager and confident.

"Go ahead and sleep if you want to. Don't force yourself." Baichuan Qing said, "I'll wake you up when we get to the station."

"Then Haru-kun, you must wake me up when the time comes." Goto Ichiri said this without the usual hesitation. She seemed extremely confident, and even her voice became "fragile", with the soft beauty of a young girl in her prime.

I'm so sleepy... I didn't know the afternoon train was so sleepy. It's dangerous for a girl to fall asleep on the train, but with Haru-kun right next to me, I'm not afraid at all. Goto Ichiri swayed from side to side until he finally collapsed onto Shirakawa Haru's lap.

"Have a good rest." Shirakawa Haru said softly, wearing headphones and putting his hand on Goto Ichiri's head.

The band's rehearsal didn't seem particularly intense. Why was Yili so sleepy after getting on the train? Was it because she practiced guitar every night? Being an internet guitar hero must be exhausting. When Yili wakes up, I'll remind her to get some rest.

Shirakawa Haru recognized early on that the "guitar hero" on the Internet was the pink-haired girl next to him.

If you want to have the strength of a "guitar hero", a lot of guitar training is essential.

"We'll be in Shimokitazawa soon, please wait for us for a while." Shirakawa Haru took a photo of the sleeping Goto Ichiri and sent it to Ijichi Nijika.

Shimokitazawa, in the underground LiveHouse, inside STARRY.

"Which bands will be performing today? I'm so excited!" asked the girl walking in the STARRY front hall.

"There are almost no particularly famous bands that would perform at this kind of LiveHouse. In my opinion, instead of looking forward to the band's performance, it would be more interesting to see what shortcomings they will expose on stage." The girl's companion said, pushing his glasses on his face.

"Wait a minute, look, here comes a natural handsome guy!" The first girl patted her companion's shoulder and tried to lower her voice.

"There's no such thing as a naturally handsome guy. They're all crudely made-up creations. My eyes can easily spot flaws on their faces," the girl's companion said, glancing towards the entrance of STARRY. Then she fell silent. "He's indeed a handsome guy. I can't find any flaws on his face."

"Do you want to go up and ask him for his contact information?" the girl encouraged her companion.

"But he already has a girlfriend, right? And if you want their contact information, just go there yourself!" The companion scratched his messy black hair.

"Forget it then! Haha!" The girl patted her companion's hair.

The color scheme of the Hinomori school uniform is somewhat similar to that of a sailor uniform, which is blue and white. The blue is light blue, and the white part looks like the white sand on the bank of a stream.

Wearing such a school uniform, Shirakawa Haru pushed the door and walked into STARRY. It was strange to say, the decoration here was obviously dim, but no matter where he went in his school uniform, it was like the sky before dawn, emitting a cold and bright light, so that STARRY also became bright.

Goto Ichiri was forcibly dragged into STARRY by Shirakawa Haru.

She didn't notice it at school until she came out and realized how eye-catching Shirakawa Haru was when he was not wearing a leather jacket but the formal school uniform of Hinomori Academy. He was only in the first year of high school, but his personality was mature and steady. His handsome face, which had grown up completely, had an expression that said "keep away from strangers", but he was wearing a bright school uniform that was completely inconsistent with his temperament. This contrast brought him extreme attraction.

I don’t know how many envious and jealous looks I endured while following Qingjun along the way!

Fortunately, with Qingjun's help, her introverted personality has gradually improved, otherwise she would have turned into a puddle of mud and flowed into the sewer to make friends with clowns...

Can I ask Mr. Clown to leave Qingjun to me then?

"Excuse me, Ijichi-san." Shirakawa Haru took Goto Ichiri's hand, ignoring the other people's stares, and led her into the rehearsal room. "We arrived earlier, but for some reason Ichiri stood at the door for a long time. She seemed afraid to come in."

"Shirakawa... classmate?" Ijichi Nijinaka looked Shirakawa Haru up and down as if he were a rare animal. "Excuse me, although my question may be a bit rude, but may I ask, are you really Shirakawa-san?"

"It's me... why are you asking such a question all of a sudden?" Bai Chuanqing was a little confused. He had noticed the gazes following him all the way, but he just didn't care. "Is it because of the school uniform?"

"Hmm!" Before Ijichi Nikka could even begin, Kita Ikuyo raised her hand and said, as if someone were asking her a question, "Although I haven't met Shirakawa-san very often, the two times we've met, Shirakawa-san has always worn a leather jacket. He always seems reliable, responsible, and elegant, like a caring elder in the family... So he left a very special impression on us. How should I put it? It's a sense of youthful 'maturity'!"

"But after Shirakawa-san changed into her school uniform, all that was left was her youthfulness." Ijichi Nijika brought milk to Shirakawa Haru and Goto Ichiri, and added, "That's why we almost didn't recognize Shirakawa-san before."

She sighed in her heart, in fact, Shirakawa is just like us, just a high school student still in school.

But before, I always regarded him as the graduated big brother next door. It must be because he is too mature and reliable, right?

Most importantly, Shirakawa-san has always taken care of us who always trouble him unconditionally.

"What's for dinner today, Shirakawa-san?" Ever since Shirakawa Haru entered the rehearsal room, Yamada Ryo has been carrying a pot of wood sorrel, eating it while dangling in front of Shirakawa Haru, deliberately making loud chewing noises. "Chew, chew, chew... Mmm, wild grass, delicious. Do you want to try it?"

"It's best to soak wood sorrel in baking soda before eating it, otherwise it will taste very astringent." Shirakawa Haru picked some and tasted it. "How about we go get ramen tonight? Is there a reputable ramen restaurant nearby?"

Yamada Ryo got an answer that satisfied her.

So she immediately put the flowerpot back in the corner and spit out the wood sorrel in her mouth.

After wiping it with a tissue, she sat on the chair with a cold expression on her face.

"Ryo! How could you do this!" Seeing Yamada Ryo doing this, Ijichi Hongka immediately walked to Yamada Ryo and wanted to drag her out of the rehearsal room and teach her a lesson.

"Ijichi-kun, shall I get everyone from the band together for ramen tonight?" Shirakawa Haru stopped Ijichi Nijika from dragging Yamada Ryo out. "If you're free, everyone come along. I've been preoccupied lately, so I'm sorry I didn't consider your feelings. To make up for it, I'd like you to have something to eat. I'd like to invite everyone... to go shopping together." He chose his words carefully. "In short, let's all go out and relax. If you don't like ramen, we can look for something else to eat."

"Also, I don't dislike Yamada-san's behavior. On the contrary, I like it. If you have any emotions in your heart, you must express them in time." Shirakawa Haru fiddled with a sorrel in his hand. "I don't mind you bothering me. It's better to say that I'm really glad to be bothered. This means that the 'trouble' you give me is not big. It's all problems I can solve."

"So you can always bother me in the future." Shirakawa Haru said, flipping through the music sheet of the Ending Band. "After all, I am also a member of the Ending Band."

The girls in the band in the rehearsal room were all stunned. Have you ever had this feeling? This kind of pure and simple concern and care has nothing to do with gender and age, joy or sorrow, love or hate?

We have no idea what they're feeling or thinking. Ijichi Nikka and Kita Ikuyo blushed and trembled, seemingly afraid to look up at Shirakawa Haru directly. Yamada Ryo sat upright, gazing fearlessly into Shirakawa Haru's eyes, trying to discern the truth and falsehood in her words.

But the only thing that is certain is that no matter what, the man Shirakawa Haru will leave a significant mark in their lives.

Chapter 129 Only My Own Lyrics Are Missing

"Ijichi-san, if you want to perform before your debut live, I think you should at least come up with a song that's unique to your band." Shirakawa Haru flipped through the sheet music that Ijichi Nikka handed him. "The song is well composed and very unique, but there are no lyrics."

"Well, the lyrics are written by Ryo and Pochi-chan. Ryo is too casual and always leaves the work to Pochi-chan alone. Since this is Pochi-chan's first time writing lyrics, she is a little insecure and has no faith in her work." Ijichi Nikka said, glancing at Yamada Ryo.

"Because my grades have been declining, I'm studying hard and don't have the energy to write lyrics." When Yamada Ryo found that Shirakawa Haru was looking at him, he felt a little nervous for the first time and explained why he did that.

In the past, she would have just said a few words and tried to get away with it.

"Hey, Shirakawa-san, we're not in a hurry, so please don't blame Ryo-san." Kita Ikuyo stepped forward to divert Shirakawa Haru's attention and spoke up for Yamada Ryo. "Senior is having a hard time right now. She has to study until very late every day."

"I don't mean to blame anyone." Shirakawa Haru immediately understood what Yamada Ryo, Kita Ikuyo, and Ijichi Nijika were thinking. They were simply worried about whether he would lower their impression of him. "Ijichi-san, it's best not to put off composing music and lyrics for too long. It would be disastrous if the people in charge of writing the lyrics and music forgot how they felt when they created them."

"Oh!" After hearing what Shirakawa Haru said, Ijichi Nijina's expression was a little confused at first, but then she came to her senses and bumped her fist against her palm. "Shirakawa-san, are you worried that there's a disconnect between our music and lyrics?"

"Yeah." Shirakawa Haru nodded and flipped through the music a few more times. "So it's best to start writing the lyrics as soon as possible. The third bar of the fifth line can be changed like this... Ijichi-san, do you think the coherence here is better after this change?"

"Really, really!" Ijichi Hongxia took the pencil that Shirakawa Haru handed her and wrote and drew on the music score where Shirakawa Haru had made changes. "This is indeed the best choice. The original feeling of rusty metal is gone..."

She looked up at Shirakawa Haru with an expression that said, "Wow, that's amazing!", and she meant it all sincerely.

"Let me take a look!" Kita Ikuyo squeezed next to Shirakawa Haru and tilted her head to look at the music score in Ijichi Hongka's hand. "Although I can't really feel it, it seems to be smoother. Has Shirakawa-san learned to compose music before?" She raised her eyes, wanting to get to know more about Shirakawa Haru, the boy who was like the big brother next door.

"I started learning last week. I've practiced with other people's music scores," Shirakawa Haru explained. "Now I can correct some of the more obvious flaws on my own."

"Last week!" Kita Ikuyo circled around Shirakawa Haru a few times. "In less than two weeks, you learned to compose music and can even provide revision suggestions for other people's music. Shirakawa-san is really amazing!"

"Well, although studying is hard, I think I should work harder." Shirakawa Haru took a pencil and began to modify the music with Ijichi Nikka's consent. "Ijichi-san, these are just my suggestions. As for whether to adopt them in the end, the decision is in your hands. This music score belongs to you."

"No, it belongs to everyone who's leaving the band." Ijichi Nijina smiled softly, her gentle expression so dazzling that it melted Goto Ichiri beside her. "So it also belongs to Shirakawa-san. Shirakawa-san, if you have any good suggestions, just write them down."

"I understand." Shirakawa Haru said to Ijichi Nichina who looked expectant, "I will do my best to revise our music score."

After taking photos with his mobile phone, Shirakawa Haru sat at the table at the door of the rehearsal room to modify the music score. In front of him, the girls who had finished the band were rehearsing old songs.

At this time, someone knocked on the door. Shirakawa Haru stood up and opened the door of the rehearsal room. A face similar to Hong Xia's but more mature came in through the crack of the door.

"Ah...it's Shirakawa-kun, though. You're wearing a school uniform instead of a leather jacket, which is unusual. So you really are a high school student?" Shirakawa Haru opened the door, and Ijichi Hoshika walked into the rehearsal room. She stared at Shirakawa Haru for a long moment, then rubbed her hair in distress. "Ah...excuse me, the PA just said Ijichi Hongka walked into the rehearsal room with a boy she didn't know. I was wondering who it was."

"But your aura has really changed a lot since you put on your school uniform. If I hadn't taken a closer look, I wouldn't have been sure you were the Shirakawa-kun who walks around in a leather jacket every day."

"I just changed my clothes. Do I really look that different in other people's eyes?"

"That's right. Aside from Goto-san, I bet those three girls were all stunned for a long time when they saw you, right?" Ijichi clapped his hands, his voice interrupting the band's final rehearsal. "During the days you were away, Nijiya kept whispering in my ear when Shirakawa-san would come to STARRY. You probably didn't know, but the last time you helped out here, Nijiya and the others hid behind the door and took a few pictures of you. When you were away, they'd get together after rehearsal to look at your pictures."

Yidizhi Hongxia and the others all cast their eyes towards Yidizhi Xingge. Yidizhi Xingge stood between them and said, "If you want to participate in the performance, you must show your ability. Going in without preparation will not only not gain experience, but will only embarrass you!"

"So, you have to prove to me, show me your own songs, prove that you are worthy of taking the stage." Ijichi Xingge said calmly, "Instead of being like this now, where I don't even know what kind of band you are."

"Yes, sister!" Ijichi Hongxia lowered her head with an unhappy expression.

"Don't you want to go and comfort them?" Ijichi Hoshige turned to look at Shirakawa Haru. "If you go and comfort them now, maybe they'll rely on you even more. You should be happy to have so many beautiful girls like you."

"As much as I want to, appropriate pressure is necessary for growth." Shirakawa Haru sat in a chair and checked the music again. "I'm not their babysitter. As long as they want to achieve good results, they must go through the pain and bitterness of growth. Also, I just treat them as friends, Sister Xingge. This joke is too much for them."

"It's really a bit too much." Ijichi Xingge thought to herself. This big boy seemed to be particularly slow to respond to the emotional changes of girls. She could vaguely sense that her sister liked him. Yamada Ryo seemed to have the same tendency. Because of her personality, Kita Ikuyo was particularly obvious in this regard.

The girls who had left the band started rehearsing again after Ijichi Hoshige's lecture. Unlike before, they rehearsed extra seriously this time.

Ijichi Hinikaka was beating the snare drum with puffed cheeks, Kita Ikuyo's eyes were fixed on the strings without raising her head once, Yamada Ryo stopped swaying around, and Goto Ichiri was still trying to overcome his fear of playing in front of others.

"What are you reading?" Ijichi Hoshika turned her head to look at Shirakawa Haru and found that he was constantly flipping through a thick notebook. "Is this... lyrics?"

"Yeah." Shirakawa Haru nodded. "These are the lyrics written by Yili, but she said that no matter how she wrote, she wasn't satisfied. Maybe she felt that she had failed to live up to the expectations of the band after they ended, so she wrote so many lyrics. When she came here this afternoon, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the train."

"That kid is really trying hard," said Ijichi Xingge.

"Ichiri doesn't have many friends at school, so she's very concerned about Ichichi-san, who actively makes friends with her. She also tries not to let everyone who left the band look down on her." Shirakawa Haru said softly, "Ichiri is a very good girl."

"You've already said it once," Ijichi Hoshika said, tilting her head. "You said the girls in the band are all very nice. Hey, I'm saying, you don't talk to other girls like that in your daily life, do you?"

The other girls mentioned by Ijichi Hoshige are the girls other than the band and herself.

"Yeah." Baichuan Qing responded without looking up.

The notebook that Shirakawa Haru had flipped through was filled with notes written in light pencil. The eraser on the desk looked as if a corner had been chipped off, revealing a bare end with black eraser crumbs scattered everywhere.