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"Because of me, I want to call you that. I want to call you Haru-kun like Takamatsu-san, and I want to have a better relationship with you." Goto Ichiri said, carefully glancing at Shirakawa Haru's expression, and found that there was no emotion on his face. He was not happy about it, nor did he hate her. She paused and continued, "Just now when I was sitting on the bicycle, I thought you couldn't hear me, so I kept calling you... I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it... I didn't call you that because I felt I was not worthy... I have never been an important person to Shirakawa-kun - probably insignificant. When I think about this, I am so sad that I can't speak."

She opened her mouth, but felt as if something was choking her throat, her tongue seemed to be tied, and the air seemed to solidify at that moment. The words she had prepared were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them smoothly.

Goto Ichiri saw Shirakawa Haru reaching out his hand to her and she closed her eyes.

Shirakawa Haru was much taller than her, and from her perspective, the way he raised his hand looked as if he was going to hit her.

When watching TV dramas with his mother, Goto Ichiri saw many scenes similar to the current one.

For example, a vicious female supporting role wants to win the favor of the male protagonist. After the male protagonist knows her intentions, the female supporting role will usually be slapped by the male protagonist.

"Don't think like that, Goto-san... I'll just call you Ichiri." Shirakawa Haru thought to herself that this girl really had an inferiority complex in her bones.

He reached out and touched Goto Ichiri's head, and the trembling face with fear melted in the warm glow of the sun.

"That's not the case." Shirakawa Haru rubbed Goto Ichiri's head vigorously. "Goto Ichiri, you and Takamatsu Deng are both very important to me."

"Think about it carefully. If you were someone insignificant to me, would I have accompanied you to STARRY? Would I have come to you just because of a call from Ijichi-san?" Shirakawa Haru nodded at Goto Ichiri's round forehead. Her head was like a tumbler or a swing. Shirakawa Haru exerted force and her head tilted back. As soon as his fingers moved away, her head leaned forward as if pulled by a silk thread. He said, "From now on, I'll call you Ichiri. In exchange, as a courtesy, you can call me 'Haru-kun' or 'Haru'."

"But if you don't want to, forget it."

"I...I do. Thank you very much for allowing me to call you 'Haru-kun'!" Goto Ichiri almost stood at attention and saluted.

"Don't say that."

"Hmm... Just now, Shirakawa-kun kept touching the top of my head and tapping my forehead. Does this count as being a hooligan..." Goto Ichiri said in a low voice.

"He's just being a hooligan." When Shirakawa Haru heard what Goto Ichiri said, he wondered if his hearing was too good. No matter how softly Goto Ichiri spoke, he could always hear it clearly.

"How about calling the police to arrest me?" Shirakawa Haru said. He thought Goto Ichiri was quite funny, and his reaction was particularly interesting. "Just say someone touched my head on the street and acted like a hooligan, and then we can meet at the juvenile detention center later."

"Uh...Wow!" Goto Ichiri ran quickly down the stairs to the door of STARRY.

"Yili, don't run too fast when walking up the stairs. Watch your step," he reminded.

Shirakawa Haru looked to the side. At this time, the red-haired girl carrying the bass box was still spinning in the same place. When he saw her for the first time, he felt that she looked a little familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere. Until he saw her suddenly smiling as if she remembered something interesting, he suddenly remembered that this was the Kita Ikuyo who had "died" in Yamada Ryokou's words?

He had originally wanted to see how many times this girl could spin in circles, but Ijichi-san and Yamada-san seemed troubled by her sudden escape, so he asked, "Excuse me, is this... Kita Ikuyo?"

"Ah, I'm...eh!" Kita Ikuyo heard someone calling her name. She looked up and found Shirakawa Haru standing next to her, so she was scared and took a few steps back.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?" Kita Ikuyo looked uneasily at Yamada Ryo and the pink-haired girl standing next to her at the bottom of the stairs, who seemed to be on good terms with her.

"Ijichi-san and Yamada-san seemed to be very troubled by your sudden departure. Their first live stage performance almost failed." Shirakawa Haru did not answer Kita Ikuyo's words.

"Really?" Kita Ikuyo looked very guilty.

"Shirakawa-kun, why are you still staying up there?" Ijichi Hongka shouted energetically to Shirakawa Haru at the door of STARRY. She stretched her hands high and swung them vigorously.

Ijichi Hongka ran quickly along the stairs towards Shirakawa Haru.

Behind her was the expressionless Yamada Ryo and Goto Ichiri who was being held by Yamada Ryo.

"Ah...Nijiga, and..." Kita Ikuyo originally wanted to ask about the follow-up of Shirakawa Haru's live performance that day, but when she turned her head, she saw Ijichi Nijiga and...Yamada Ryo running from below, "Ryo-senpai!"

"Hey, the runaway guitarist!" Ijichi Hongxia tilted her head and saw Kita Ikuyo, which made her both surprised and confused.

The surprise was because she found Kita Ikuyo.

The confusion is because of why Kita Ikuyo ran away before.

"I, I am..." Kita Ikuyo didn't know what to say.

"Huh?" Yamada Ryo looked at Kita Ikuyo. Even she didn't think she could find Kita Ikuyo at the door of STARRY.

"Ah...ah!!!" The moment Kita Ikuyo saw Yamada Ryo, her pupils dilated to an unprecedented level. As Yamada Ryo gradually approached her, her eyes filled with tears.

Through her eyes, Shirakawa Haru could see Yamada Ryo's expressionless face constantly distorted in tears.

"I can do anything. Please forgive my impoliteness that day!" Kita Ikuyo knelt on the ground in front of Yamada Ryo, and made a pitiful gesture of getting down from the ground. "Please make a mess of me!"

She kept tapping her head to the ground, and her long red hair repeatedly slapped her face.

"Oh~" Yamada Ryo's tone was deliberately dragged out by her for a full half minute.

"Don't say things that can easily cause misunderstandings!" Ijichi Hongxia shouted from the side.

At some point, passersby gathered around these people. Some were taking pictures, some were whispering, and some were ready to "rescue" Kita Ikuyo who was sitting in the dogeza.

They probably thought that Kita Ikuyo was coerced by Yamada Ryo and the tall man beside her.

When someone pointed at the bass on Kita Ikuyo's back and said, these girls are all in a band.

The passersby who had gathered around the girls immediately dispersed.

When they heard the word "play in a band", their originally furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

This is not surprising, this is not surprising, it turns out they were in a band.

LiveHose, rehearsal room.

"Ah, so Kita-chan can't play the guitar?" Ijichi Hongxia said in surprise, and then suddenly realized that this was the reason why Kita Ikuyo always avoided playing together. She said, "That's why I try to avoid group practice."

"Yeah." Kita Ikuyo sat in her seat, her hands on her thighs, and nodded weakly.

"Kita-san looks so embarrassed." Goto Ichiri sat in his seat, secretly looking at Kita Ikuyo.

"I suddenly couldn't reach you, and I was a little worried about you." Yamada Ryo took a sip of Calpis and glanced at Shirakawa Haru, who was sitting alone at the next table. Shirakawa Haru had given her the Calpis Yamada Ryo had asked her to buy when she came in. Yamada Ryo didn't think Shirakawa Haru would actually bring her a drink, because even the most socially awkward person would be able to tell that her tone was playful over the phone. He seemed to have brought juice for Ijichi Hongka as well.

"Senior Ryo!" When Kita Ikuyo heard that Yamada Ryo was concerned about her, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"I thought you were dead. I've been burning incense for you every day recently." Yamada Ryo gestured to Kita Ikuyo to look at the corner, where a black-and-white photo of Kita Ikuyo was placed, surrounded by grass, foxtail grass, and dandelions for offerings. "Look, I've even prepared the tribute. Uhuhuhu, rest in peace..."

Yamada Ryo clasped his hands together with a very pious expression.

"Liang! Didn't I take this thing away the day before yesterday? How did you get it back again?" Yidi Chi Hongxia said helplessly.

"Hehe~" Yamada Ryo blinked.

"Don't kill people casually." Shirakawa Haru laughed. Just now, Chihaya Aine was chatting with him on Line, and the content of the chat was discussing going out for fun the day after tomorrow.

Recently, Chihaya Aine has been chatting with Shirakawa Haru more frequently. She always sends him pictures of her and her guitar and tells him what she has for dinner today.

Shirakawa Haru felt like she was about to become Chihaya Aine's tree hole.

After turning off his phone, Shirakawa Haru happened to hear Yamada Ryo's shocking speech, so he thought that since he had nothing to do, he might as well chat with a few girls.

"So, I'm the kind of weirdo who kills people at random. Do you think I'm scary, Shirakawa?" Yamada Ryo looked at Shirakawa Haru and joked with interest.

"Will you kill me?" Baichuan Qing joked, "If you do, I'll find you scary."

"Who would know about this kind of thing?" Yamada Ryo lowered his eyes, pretending to be about to cry, "You better try not to get killed by me."

"Wow! As expected of Senior Liang, he can actually say such creepy words. And Shirakawa-kun is also amazing. What he said made me feel like I was watching a TV drama!" said Kita Ikuyo.

Just now, Shirakawa Haru and Goto Ichiri had already told Kita Ikuyo their names.

"You...you guys, aren't you angry?" Kita Ikuyo looked at Yamada Ryo and Ijichi Nikka timidly.

She was grateful to Shirakawa Haru and Goto Ichiri.

"No, no, to be honest, we have our own problems." Hong Xia smiled and waved her hand, "If we had known your situation earlier, we could have communicated well, and you wouldn't have to run away, Kita-chan."

"But, but!" Kita Ikuyo was a little uneasy because she was forgiven without being blamed at all. She felt that this "forgiveness" was light and weightless.

She felt it was just a compliment.

"But even if you say so..." Ijichi Hongxia looked a little troubled.

"Then can you help out at LiveHose for a day today?" Yidizhi Xingge operated the laptop, his hands dancing rapidly on the keyboard, and he made unhappy clicks of the tongue from time to time.

Shirakawa Haru feels that Ichichi Hoshige is arguing with someone online.

Chapter 8.1 The so-called "end" band (k)

"It might be very busy today." Ijichi Xingge pressed the send button heavily, leaning against the elastic backrest, her untrimmed golden hair hanging down like tassels. "Tsk, this is really annoying."

"But, it's just a small thing... I still feel a little uneasy." Kita Ikuyo lowered her eyes, looking a little uneasy.

"No, maybe Kita-chan can help us a lot!" Ijichi Hongxia stood up from her seat and walked to Ijichi Xingge's side. She took a look at the computer screen and said, "Please!"

"When it comes down to it," Kita Ikuyo touched the "guitar" case at her feet, "if I can be of any help... I'd love to."

"Tsk... I'm so pissed! How can there be such a person in this world?" Ijichi Hoshige said with a hint of dissatisfaction, her eyes showing the weariness of having used electronic devices so early in the morning. "They actually said my LiveHouse is the kind that no one would notice any problems even if it wasn't regularly maintained."

"That's too much!" Ijichi Hongxia leaned on the back of the chair and nodded.

"Hongxia, your hair is in my eyes!" said Yidizhi Xingge.

"So, Kita-chan, could you help us out at LiveHouse today?" Ijichi Hongka looked at Kita Ikuyo with eyes full of anticipation. "We really need your help."

"Of course, I can. I'd love to. But what exactly do you want me to do?" Kita Ikuyo was constantly observing Yamada Ryo's expression, afraid that she would think she was shirking her responsibility and didn't want to be disliked by Ryo-senpai again. "I'm a little worried that I won't be able to handle this job."

"It's nothing serious. I just need your help maintaining STARRY," said Ichichi Xingge. "I had an appointment with the maintenance guys today, but they just said something rude about my LiveHouse. I got so angry that I had a heated discussion with them, and now they've blocked me."

Ijichi Xingge spread his hands, his expression nonchalant. "Instead of letting those idiots who don't understand music maintain STARRY, I think it's better to let you little brats help me. Relax, I'll pay you, and you don't have to worry too much. Just paint it over."

"Eh? Eh!" Kita Ikuyo was a little surprised, "Brush...brush paint!" She imagined herself holding the paint bucket and the brush and painting black paint on the STARRY wall.

"You don't want to?" Yamada Ryo walked over to Kita Ikuyo and blew gently in her ear. "Didn't you say before, 'Please make a mess of me'?"

"Eh? Eh?" Kita Ikuyo's face flushed red, and her eyes were almost turning into circles of spinning mosquito coils.

"Ryo, don't be so mean!" Ijichi Nikka came over to stop Yamada Ryo, then she looked at Kita Ikuyo, "So, Kita-chan, what do you think, can you help STARRY?"

"Okay." Kita Ikuyo gave Yamada Ryo a weak look. "Although I've never painted a front before, I'll try my best!"

"Thank you~" A flower-like smile blossomed on Ijichi Hongka's face, and she held Kita Ikuyo's hand. "Anyway, thank you for your hard work, Kita-chan!"

"I'm tired too. Let's go have eel rice tonight." Yamada Ryo said while holding the Calpis in his arms.

"You are not allowed to be lazy for the time being, Ryo!" Ijichi patted his chest and agreed to Yamada Ryo's request.

"I, I want to help too." Goto Ichiri glanced at Shirakawa Haru, then walked to Ijichi Hoshika and bowed to her, "I'm part of the ending band, so... so I want to help too!"

"Sure," said Ijichi Hoshige, "but let me be forewarned, painting is no easy task. I originally only wanted Hongxia and Liang to help... If you want to help, then come on."

Goto Ichiri hid behind Shirakawa Haru. She could easily tell from Ijichi Seika's tone that Ijichi Seika didn't seem to want her help.

Shirakawa Haru touched the top of Goto Ichiri's head and told her not to think too much. Sister Xingge was just worried about her. After all, painting was really time-consuming and labor-intensive. It was easy to get yourself dirty and leave an unpleasant smell of paint.

When Shirakawa Haru called Nijika "Ijichi-san" before, Ijichi Xingge responded subconsciously. She told Shirakawa Haru that her classmates used to call her that too, so you might as well just call me Sister Xingge, because I should be a few years older than you.

Shirakawa Haru agreed.

"Okay." Goto Ichiri nodded with tears in his eyes and saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The pink-haired angel with a guitar in her arms and a dead plastic halo on her head flew out of her mouth and was finally stuffed back into her by Shirakawa Haru.

"That's it, then. Let's get started." Yidizhi Xingge waved her hand. She told Yidizhi Hongxia that she had already bought the painting tools and placed them in the storage room. "I have paint trays and plastic buckets, and I bought several brushes. If you don't like brushes, I also have spray guns and other supplies... The paints are all very good, so you don't have to worry about smelling pungent after a busy day. It's also safe, and it's a very impressive product of technology."

"You're so well prepared," Ijichi Hongxia said with admiration in her eyes. "You're so professional, you're worthy of being my sister!"

"Hmph... What a pity! The maintenance workers I booked are all a bunch of idiots who know nothing about music or LiveHouse! I offered them generous terms. If they showed up early, I could even cover their lunch..."

"That's their loss!" Yidi Chihong Xia said righteously.

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense and get back to work." Ichichi Xingge waved her hand. "I'll treat you to eel rice tonight."

"Okay!" Yamada Ryo's voice was the loudest, and she even raised Kita Ikuyo's hand high in the air. Kita Ikuyo looked so happy that she almost fainted.

Ten minutes later, Yamada Ryo, Goto Ichiri, and Ijichi Hongka had already put on their easy-to-clean pure blue work clothes, and were spraying with a paint bucket in one hand and a spray gun in the other.

None of the girls used a brush because it would make their clothes more likely to get dirty.

Shirakawa Haru and Ijichi Seika sat at the bar. Ijichi Seika brought Shirakawa Haru an iced cola and asked, "Shirakawa-kun, aren't you going to help them?"

"Sister Xingge, why are you asking me now if I want to help?" Shirakawa Haru opened his phone and replied to Chihaya Aine's message.

She just sent me an hour-long audio clip of her practicing guitar.

"I think even if I don't ask you, you will take the initiative to help." Yidizhi Xingge typed on the keyboard.

"Why do you think so?" Shirakawa Haru said.

"It's a woman's intuition."

"Intuition is such a tricky thing."

"It's normal for you to think this way. When I was young, I didn't believe in intuition either, but as I get older, I believe in it more and more."

"I'll go help later." Shirakawa Haru took a sip of Coke and paused before saying, "Right now, they're more of a mess than a help. They've sprayed paint everywhere. They've even painted black where there was originally red paint, and they're using the wrong color. If I go help them now, it might just make a bigger mess."

Shirakawa Haru was scrolling through his phone boredly, and then his attention was drawn to a few girls who were giggling and playing with each other.

Goto Ichiri held a paint tray in front of him, and Yamada Ryo held a spray gun and occasionally "accidentally" sprayed at Goto Ichiri.