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"Ah... very polite little brother. I'm Ijichi Hoshika, the manager of this LiveHouse, and also Ijichi Hongka's biological sister." Ijichi Hoshika said.

"We can talk later. Now they have to go to the Live," Ijichi Xingge turned to Hong Xia and said, "It's your turn. Hurry up and get on stage. I hope you and your teammates are ready."

"Of course I'm ready!" Ijichi Hongxia said, "Don't underestimate me and my friends."

"It's good to have courage," said Ijichi Xingge, "but don't just be passionate. It's only your first day as a band, so just have fun. Have fun."

"Ichiri-chan, you don't have to be too nervous. The most important thing is to have fun." Ijichi Hongka said to Goto Ichiri.

Have some fun... huh?

Hiding in a cardboard box labeled "Ripe Mango", Goto Ichiri tied Shirakawa Haru's leather jacket around her waist, feeling the unique light and gentle aura of Shirakawa Haru. She played the guitar fluently, and even if it was a sheet music she had only seen once, she could easily remember it all.

With her eyes closed, although Goto Ichiri was standing on the stage playing with the band, only half of her mind was on the guitar in her hand, and the other half was on the leather jacket around her waist.

Shirakawa-kun, you're watching me from the audience...

Although he couldn't see through the cardboard box, Goto Ichiri sniffed the scent of Shirakawa Haru inside the cardboard box, and the posture of Shirakawa Haru that he imagined in his mind immediately appeared in his mind.

When she thought of this, a bright smile appeared on Goto Ichiri's face involuntarily. Even though this smile would be regarded as too gloomy by others, only Goto Ichiri herself knew that she was really smiling from the bottom of her heart!

The other audience members in the audience are probably cheering for me, Hongxia, Liang and the others at this moment!

As Goto Ichiri was fantasizing, she couldn't help but speed up the movement of playing the guitar, which made her act of taking the photo even more obvious.

"Ichiri-chan~you're stealing the beat!" While playing the drum set in her hand, Ijichi Hongka found an opportunity to quietly remind Goto Ichiri.

In such an environment, Goto Ichiri obviously did not hear the sounds around him.

The amplitude of her guitar playing became larger and larger, and the speed became faster and faster. It was obviously a three-person band ensemble, but at this moment it seemed as if she was the only one playing solo.

Yamada Ryo heard the rhythm of the serious run away, and saw that Ijichi Hongka's reminder was futile, so he also wanted to remind Goto Ichiri that she was taking the photo in a hurry.

Music is played with emotion. Ijichi Nijika shook her head at Yamada Ryo. She took the opportunity to raise her drumsticks and pointed at her chest, telling Yamada Ryo to listen carefully to the emotion in Goto Ichiri's guitar. She then lowered her head to look at Shirakawa Haru, who was sitting in the audience. Shirakawa Haru looked back at Ijichi Nijika, who pointed at his ears and heart.

Shirakawa Haru's action made Ijichi Hongxia like him even more. She was not surprised that Shirakawa Haru would do such a thing.

Because she knew from the time when Shirakawa Haru listened to the ensemble of the three of them as an audience that Shirakawa Haru was definitely a person who loved music and life.

At the same time, he is also very gentle and will satisfy even Goto Ichiri's somewhat unreasonable requests.

Ijichi Hongxia suddenly became curious about Shirakawa Haru, because she knew that the part of Shirakawa Haru that was revealed at this time was only the background of his personality, and she wanted to know what kind of person Shirakawa Haru was.

When Yamada Ryo saw Ijichi Kouka's expression and movements, he decided not to speak anymore and instead began to play the bass in his hand with all his strength.

What Ijichi Kouka told Yamada Ryo was very simple.

That is, Goto Ichiri was enjoying the music wholeheartedly at this moment, enjoying the atmosphere of standing on the stage. Even as a guitarist who had never played with others before, he was playing the guitar in his hand as if he was burning himself!

Gradually, the rhythm controlled by Yamada Ryo began to collapse and become unbalanced.

At this moment, a strange sight appeared on the stage. A three-person band actually had three rhythms at the same time!

The three rhythms were like ropes of different thicknesses and lengths. They should have been integrated and woven together, but they entangled with each other and mixed together, becoming a ball of messy colors.

The ball of thread first rolled towards the top of the mountain with difficulty like Sisyphus pushing a boulder, and when it reached the highest point, it suddenly fell off the cliff.

The band's high and low notes interweave with each other, and the drum set's fine beats like raindrops continue to gush out!

When Goto Ichiri found out that the band's performance was over, she had already been pulled back to the rehearsal room by Ijichi Kouka and Yamada Ryo.

"Shirakawa-kun..." Goto Ichiri said excitedly, "Ijichi-kun, Yamada-kun, was our performance a success?"

"Of course it worked!" Ijichi Hongka jumped and gave Goto Ichiri a hug.

"Well... considering Pochi-chan's level, it's barely acceptable," Yamada Ryo commented.

"Unqualified." This was Shirakawa Haru's answer.

His answer was a little grim.

Chapter 6.1: Pochi-chan Wants to Be Caressed (k)

"No... unqualified?"

Goto Ichiri's gaze fell directly on Shirakawa Haru, his lips trembling slightly as they opened.

Her pink and ivory lips and teeth were exposed to the air, as if a gray soul was floating out of her body.

"Shirokawa-kun, is my guitar playing really... really 'substandard'?"

There was a barely perceptible hint of crying in Goto Ichiri's voice, and her voice was like a very thin silk thread about to break in the rain.

The light that was originally shining in her eyes gradually dimmed at this moment, as if a bright star suddenly fell into an endless dark abyss.

"After all, you were performing with a band on a live stage today, not a solo. If I were to evaluate Goto-san based on the performance criteria, your performance would be zero," Shirakawa Haru said with a sigh. "If I were to evaluate it from the perspective of a solo, Goto-san's performance would probably be over 60 points on a 100-point scale, which is just barely passing."

Looking at Goto Ichiri who climbed back into the cardboard box with the words "Ripe Mango" printed on it, Shirakawa Haru smiled at her gently.

He thought that Goto-san looked exactly like the children he saw when he visited poor families in the countryside.

Before his visit, those children who were unable to go to school due to poverty and who felt inferior because of poverty might have never seen such "bright and beautiful" clothes like him in their entire lives.

So even though those children knew that he was the one who helped their family, they didn't dare to come forward and greet him. Only when they were dragged out of the room by the elders of the family did they dare to look into Shirakawa Haru's eyes.

However, even if they are lucky enough to have the opportunity to receive an education, not all children can rely on hard work to make up for their "missing" years.

When Shirakawa Haru visited those families again, some of the children did not get excellent grades, and they felt unworthy of Shirakawa Haru's support.

The children, just like Goto Ichiri at this moment, hid in cardboard boxes or behind wooden sliding doors, looking at him with tearful eyes, their eyes full of guilt for messing up something and fear that Shirakawa Haru would never come to visit them again.

"Huh! Only over 60 points?" After hearing what Shirakawa Haru said, Goto Ichiri's guitar slowly slid to her thigh. She felt that she would never be able to pick up the guitar again. "I'm going to turn into ashes..."

"Goto-san, although it may be a bit offensive to say this, can I touch your head?" Shirakawa Haru squatted down and asked politely.

He wanted to look Goto Ichiri in the eye, but Goto Ichiri consciously avoided his gaze. Perhaps it was because he had commented that her guitar playing was only at a passing level, which made her sad.

But this is indeed his unbiased and objective view.

"Hmm..." Goto Ichiri curled herself up tightly in the small space of the cardboard box. She stretched out her hands and pulled hard on the open and close part of the cardboard box. With her movements, the cardboard box turned back into a tightly closed whole, isolating her from the outside world. "Hmm... um... ah..." The sound that came out of her mouth was like the low moan of a wounded little animal, full of anxiety and grievance.

"Shirakawa-san, Ichiri-chan is asking you to pat her head." Ijichi Hongka put her palm to her mouth and whispered, "For a girl, not rejecting a boy's proposal means consent."

"But I didn't expect that even though Meichuan-san looks so serious, he would actually say such overly intimate words..." Ijichi Nijika was stunned for a moment, "But it seems that you two are already very close. Ichiri-chan has to tie your jacket before she dares to play on the stage."

"Hey, tell me, if I kick the cardboard box now, will Pochi-chan know who kicked it?" Yamada Ryo said in a low voice, looking at the trembling cardboard box.

Shirakawa Haru looked at Yamada Ryo a few more times in surprise. Although he knew from Ijichi Nijika that Yamada Ryo would be happy as long as others called her a "weirdo", he didn't expect that her personality would be so... Should she be said to be eccentric, or a bit regretful?

"Can I ask about the relationship between Shirakawa-san and Ichiri-chan?" Ijichi Hongxia asked softly, winking at Shirakawa Haru. "Shirakawa-san, you can tell me without worry. I'm very tight-lipped."

"Well... desk mate in class, friend in life." Shirakawa Haru said that they didn't have any special relationship, they were just friends.

"Then why did Shirakawa-san suddenly think of touching Ichiri-chan's head?" asked Ijichi Nichinaka.

Shirakawa Haru thought for a while, then answered her seriously. Goto Ichiri's personality was too introverted, and he wanted to give her courage.

He said, "Ijichi-san, you've seen it too. Goto-san and I are just friends and classmates. But even with this relationship, Goto-san could ask him for a coat. Although a coat is just a coat, even the little girls from Hinomori Elementary School know the meaning behind this matter. If he can really touch Goto-san's head now, it means that she is too unguarded against so-called "friends". Does this mean that as long as they are her friends, no matter whether they are men or women, they can have physical contact with her?"

At Hinomori School, Shirakawa Haru and Goto Ichiri are classmates, and he can control her.

When they walked together, they were friends, and at least he could look at her clearly within his sight.

But she wouldn't stay in his sight forever.

Shirakawa Haru thought that she must encourage Goto Ichiri more and make her not be so gloomy.

"If she doesn't change, not only will she be bullied in college, not to mention after she graduates," Shirakawa Haru said softly. "Even though Goto-san herself may not realize it, she's actually very beautiful. It's just that her unkempt hair covers most of her face."

"Hmm...that makes sense." Ijichi Hongxia looked at the squirming cardboard box and recalled Goto Ichiri's face.

"She's a pretty and introverted little girl. Even I can't help but want to tease her a little." Yamada Ryo came out from between Shirakawa Haru and Ijichi Nijika at some point. "Just kidding~"

"Ryo, this joke is too much!" Ijichi Hongka grabbed Yamada Ryo's shoulders and shook him hard.

"Hehe~" Yamada Ryo made an ambiguous sound.

"Shirakawa-kun...if you want to touch my head, go ahead. I'm fine." Goto Ichiri closed her eyes and shivered in the cardboard box, but after a while, the scene she imagined did not appear. She imagined that Shirakawa Haru would pick her up from the cardboard box and then gently stroke her head. She wanted to run away like she had autism, but Shirakawa Haru would not let her. She hugged her tightly to prevent her from running away, and then stroked her over and over again until her body softened and she completely stopped resisting. So Goto Ichiri moved the cardboard box back to its original position and waited for Shirakawa Haru to open it, "No...don't dislike my hair being too oily."

Shirakawa Haru gently lifted the side panel of the cardboard box, and he saw Goto Ichiri looking up at him like a puppy thrown in a cardboard box, looking up at a giant.

Shirakawa Haru stretched out his hand and gently placed his palm on Goto Ichiri's head. Suddenly, he felt a touch as soft as silk and as delicate as milk in his hand.

His palm stroked Goto Ichiri's hair. Goto Ichiri's face first showed a look of resistance, followed by a struggle as if she was trapped in the deep sea and unable to escape. Finally, the struggle on her face melted and disappeared, leaving only a dizzy and confused enjoyment. She even began to rub Shirakawa Haru's palm with her hair.

"Wow~ Shirakawa-san is amazing! It seems like Pochi-chan is really into it." Yamada Ryo said in an exaggerated tone, "I wonder if you've ever touched another girl's head?"

"Goto-kun just doesn't know how to treat his friends." Shirakawa Haru said to Yamada Ryo in a low voice.

Goto Ichiri enjoyed Shirakawa Haru's gentle caress. At this moment, she didn't want to think about anything or hear anything. She just wanted to melt in Shirakawa Haru's hands.

"Ah, Pochi-chan seems to be melting!" said Yamada Ryo.

"Yili-chan, hold on!" Hongxia's tone was very worried.

But Goto Ichiri could not hear anything now, and could not hear clearly. She felt like a snowflake, being blown to the top of the mountain by a backflowing storm.

It’s a mountain, it’s a mountain!

That mountain was taller than any other on Earth, more majestic, and closer to the sun, a pillar connecting the sun to the lonely planet. Goto Ichiri was like a rootless feather in the storm, suspended upside down and tossed high, finally hurled mercilessly into the sun's endless light and heat, gradually melting and disappearing...

"No, no... Hehe~ It feels so good~ Don't stop~" Suddenly Goto Ichiri woke up. She opened her eyes and looked at Shirakawa Haru innocently, as if telling him to touch her more.

These were a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water. The innocence and clarity in those eyes had only been seen in Shirakawa Haru's own sister Yuki and Takamatsu Touma before.

Yuki's eyes would reveal such purity after taking a warm and comfortable hot bath.

Gao Songdeng always shows such innocent eyes after singing to his heart's content, just like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with a heart-warming light.

"Goto-san, I don't know if you noticed anything during the performance," Shirakawa Haru said after a moment of thought. "Although the live stage was a bit noisy, I'm sure you heard Ijichi-san whispering a warning to you, right?"

"I heard it," Goto Ichiri answered cautiously. Although she had raised her head, she still didn't dare to look at Shirakawa Haru in the eye. "But I can't control it."

The crisp sound echoed in the rehearsal room.

Shirakawa Haru snapped his fingers and said to Goto Ichiri with an admiring expression:

"It's just that you can't control it. Music is a very powerful way to express your emotions. For some people at certain moments, music is unstoppable, uncontrollable and unstoppable. It's just so unreasonable, because music is your heart, music is passion, and passion is the essence of human beings!"

"I think it's because Yamada-san and Ijichi-san both noticed the passion in your performance that they finally gave up reminding you to return to the original rhythm of the score." Shirakawa Haru looked at Goto Ichiri, his hand stroking her long pink hair again. "You should thank them later. It's them who tolerated your unreasonable behavior."

Shirakawa Haru said this very gently, as if she was treating Goto Ichiri as an elementary school student.

When he came to his senses and realized his emotions, he couldn't help but think again that maybe Goto Ichiri's mental age was like that of an elementary school student.

After all, she is a loner and probably has few opportunities to communicate with others.

If that's the case, then she should still be a cute "childish ghost".

"T-thank you! Thank you, Ichi, Chi...Hongxia and Liang for being willing to play with me in a band!"

Goto Ichiri pounded his chest with his hands as if he had an asthma attack.

Yamada Ryo commented that she now looked like a gorilla.

Ijichi Hongxia looked at them gently.

In her hand, she held a bottle of mineral water with the cap half unscrewed, ready to hand it to Goto Ichiri.

Suddenly, Ijichi Hongxia walked to Shirakawa Haru and covered Shirakawa Haru's eyes with her hands.

Shirakawa Haru is quite tall, so if Ijichi Hongxia wants to cover his eyes, she has to stand on tiptoe with all her strength.

Even so, it was still a little short. To completely cover Shirakawa Haru's eyes, Hongxia would have to grow a little taller.

Shirakawa Haru didn't know what Ijichi Nichinaka wanted to do, but he didn't mind cooperating with Ijichi Nichinaka's actions.

So he took the initiative to bend his knees slightly and let Hong Xia's hands cover his eyes.

"Ichichi-san, what do you want to do?" Shirakawa Haru asked Ichichi Nikka.

"It would be rude if Shirakawa-san opened his eyes now."

Ijichi Hongka blushed and covered Shirakawa Haru's eyes with her hands.

In the darkness, Shirakawa Haru blinked subconsciously, and her feather-soft eyelashes rose and fell repeatedly in the palm of Ijichi Hongka's hand.

Hongxia felt the numbing sensation in her hand and wanted to laugh, but then she thought that if she laughed at this moment, Shirakawa might have a strange impression of her.

Finally, Ijichi Hongxia couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter: "Haha! Shirakawa-san, your eyelashes are so long, stop blinking, my palms are itchy!"

The reason why Ijichi Hongka covered Shirakawa Haru's eyes was very simple, because just now when Goto Ichiri hit his chest with his hands, Ijichi Hongka and Yamada Ryo were the first to discover the surging waves of Goto Ichiri hidden under the loose sportswear!

Ijichi Hongxia thought to herself, no way, Ichiri-chan’s figure is so sexy?

Is she really just a high school student?