The goal of life is to break up all couples

You should inquire more carefully about the situation.

Songzhi Zi helplessly held his forehead, "You didn't ask the girl what her hair color was, did you?"

Chihaya Aine was stunned when she heard that: "Huh? No. But since you said that, it must be Xiao Deng, right?"

"You've got the wrong person. The girl you're talking about was chatting with us just now, but she has flaxen hair and is a student at Sobu High School here."

Matsueda Azusa explained: "Although they sound similar, she is not Takamatsu Deng. Anong, you've come to the wrong place."

"It's not Anong, it's Chihaya Aine!"

Chihaya Aine corrected herself subconsciously, but soon became discouraged: "Eh? Isn't that Xiao Deng... Is this true? Am I in the wrong place again?"

Soon, she turned to Matsueda Azusa and asked cautiously, "By the way! Speaking of which...Matsueda-san, do you know what happened to Xiao Deng? Is her leave of absence from school really related to the band? You just said you quit the band, was it because of this?"

Logically speaking, she shouldn't have asked such an offensive question. However, Matsueda Azusa seemed easy to talk to, and her tone was not excited when she mentioned this point just now. In addition, Chihaya Aine was indeed very worried about Takamatsu Deng, so after thinking it over, she still asked this question.

105

Chapter 105 Is Xiaojing the Lolita Mother? (Thick Fog)

"I'm sorry, but I don't know Takamatsu Deng's current situation or the reason for her leave."

Matsueda Azusa shook her head. "But... the band incident must have been a heavy blow to her."

Although he was indeed a little worried about Takamatsu Deng's current condition, his worry was meaningless. If he asked Matsueda Azusa to contact Takamatsu Deng, it might not only hurt her, but also hurt Matsueda Azusa herself.

He lowered his brows, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the glass: "After experiencing two consecutive collapses of the band...it's not easy to recover in such a short time."

Chihaya Aine asked cautiously, "What happened with the band...?"

Matsueda Azusa frankly admitted: "If you look at it from Takamatsu Deng's perspective, I think it's my fault."

Chihaya Aine tactfully stopped asking. If her previous questioning could be explained by her concern for Takamatsu Touma, then if she continued to dig deeper now, it would undoubtedly cause secondary harm to others.

She bowed slightly to Matsueda Azusa. "Ah! Thank you, Matsueda-san. I'll look somewhere else... Oh, and since we met at the Livehouse, does that mean Matsueda-san is still in a band?"

Matsueda Azusa nodded.

Chihaya Aine skillfully pulled out her phone and said, "Then let's exchange Line messages. Next time there's a Live, we can support each other."

That's not a problem, but considering Matsueda Azusa's current makeshift team, we don't know when they'll be able to perform live.

At least we have to wait until the Hikigaya team has developed some strong muscles, right? (Huh?)

Watching Chihaya Aine hurriedly leaving, Matsueda Azusa was patted on the shoulder by Hiratsuka Shizuka who had appeared out of nowhere: "Your friend?"

"It's just a stranger we met once."

Azusa Matsueda replied casually, tossing the can of coffee in her hand to Shizuka Hiratsuka, "How's Hikigaya doing now? I brought him a can of Max coffee."

Shizuka Hiratsuka, who had already opened the ring after receiving it, was stunned: "What? Isn't it for me?"

Songzhi Zi tilted his head in confusion: "Do you like drinking this?"

As he spoke, he pointed to another bottle of drink on the bar beside him: "I bought you a pineapple beer specially - although it shouldn't be considered beer."

"..."

Shizuka Hiratsuka pretended nothing had happened and pushed the half-open pull ring of the Max coffee bottle back in force.

No...it's not that necessary.

Songzhi Zi helplessly held his forehead and asked for another can of coffee from the bar.

Shizuka Hiratsuka is sometimes very mature, and sometimes very childish. She clearly understands many important principles and acts very maturely, but her daily behavior is always a bit childish.

Could this be Loli’s mother?

Matsueda Azusa withdrew her gaze from Hiratsuka Shizuka. No, no, no, it's impossible to describe her like that based on her appearance.

"Xiao Jing, take your time drinking. I'm going to go check on Hikigaya."

Azusa Matsueda walked towards the rehearsal room.

Shizuka Hiratsuka smiled at him at the bar and said, "Hikigaya is so tired that he's lying on the ground and won't move at all."

This is so normal.

A fragile college student who stays in bed all day playing with his mobile phone would be exhausted even if he just goes up and down the stairs. Otakus like Hikigaya Hachiman are probably no different.

Not to mention practicing drums, a very physically demanding instrument, Hikigaya has actually persisted until now. We have to praise his perseverance - and Hiratsuka Shizuka's deterrent power.

When Matsueda Azusa walked into the rehearsal room, she saw Hikigaya Hachiman lying on the ground, dying.

His face was ashen, and even his dead fish eyes became even more lifeless. He muttered: "Minister... I have no feeling in my hands..."

Matsueda Azusa said cheerfully: "Komachi is here."

Upon hearing this, Hikigaya Hachiman instantly jumped up like a salted fish flipped in a frying pan, his hands aching and grimacing. But after confirming that there was no one behind Matsueda Azusa, he collapsed again with resentment: "Buyer, you lied to me!"

Azusa Matsueda squatted down and placed the can of coffee next to Hikigaya. "If you lie there like this, it'll be even more painful when you get home. If you don't massage and stretch your arm muscles properly, you'll probably wake up tomorrow with a noodle-man-like arm."

Hikigaya Hachiman cast a hopeful look at me: "I'm already like this, so can the next practice be..."

"Um……"

Matsueda Azusa tilted his head and thought for a moment: "We really can't rush into practice. After all, you've only just started. Practicing too much at once would be counterproductive. So let's make up for it next time."

Hikigaya Hachiman showed a horrified look: "Can you still owe it?"

He sat up and said, "I suddenly have strength again. I'm going to train hard today!"

Songzhi Zi couldn't help laughing and pulled him out by the back of his collar: "I was just kidding. That's enough. Practicing too much won't have any effect. Go outside and rest for a while. Otherwise, I can't keep an eye on Xiaojing by myself."

"Who is the teacher anyway?"

Hikigaya Hachiman complained: "And why do we have to keep an eye on her? Is she a child who doesn't know how to run home on a rainy day?"

Songzhi Zi thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because I bought her a can of pineapple beer?"

Although pineapple beer wasn't considered alcohol, Hikigaya Hachiman suddenly realized something was wrong: "Wait—does the bar sell alcoholic beverages?"

"Yes."

Songzhi Zi nodded, "But I didn't buy it for her..."

Halfway through his words, Matsueda Azusa realized that something was wrong.

Although Shizuka Hiratsuka sometimes behaves like a child, she is not really a child! If others don't buy things for her, she can buy them herself!

Azusa Matsueda and Hachiman Hikigaya looked at each other in horror and hurried towards the bar.

Fortunately, they arrived in time. Shizuka Hiratsuka only had time to buy a can of beer and hadn't started drinking it yet.

Songzhi Zi walked up to her, grabbed the can of beer with his hand, and said with a kind smile: "You can only drink after practice is over today, Xiaojing."

"Where are you from, old woman? Songzhi!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka protested with her fist pumping in anger: "My parents never stopped me from drinking!"

Matsueda Azusa held up a finger, an expression that said, "Hey, I have an idea." "Before practice is over, Xiaojing, if you drink a can, I'll drink one too. And then I'll blame it all on you, saying you forced me to drink it."

Hikigaya Hachiman was secretly shocked. What a vicious plan. Injuring the enemy by a thousand, but hurting yourself by eight hundred.

"You want to see me, your teacher, go to jail, right?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka punched Azusa Matsueda: "What an unlovable brat."

As she spoke, she glanced towards the door of the Livehouse. "Come to think of it...it's been so long, why hasn't Nishimiya-san come over yet? Does it take so long to feed the fish?"

Hikigaya Hachiman slumped over the table, too lazy to move. "Maybe it's just social etiquette."

In his opinion, isn't this just a normal greeting, saying that you can communicate more in the future, but if you rashly send a message, you will be annoyed or even laughed at. It is said that everyone can have a meal together, but if you go over, you will feel that everyone is subtly rejecting you.

This is perfectly normal. Don't expect too much from such words, or you'll get hurt. This is Hikigaya Hachiman's profound insight.

"That child shouldn't be like this..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand and thought for a moment: "Matsueda, why don't you go take a look? The river ahead isn't far from here."

Songzhi Zi pointed at herself and said: "Me? Why should I go? I don't know her well. What if she misunderstands me as someone who deliberately followed her with bad intentions? If she accidentally falls into the river while running away, I won't be able to save her."

After hearing Matsueda Azusa's outrageous words, Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but complain: "Why are you so pessimistic? You think too little of yourself, don't you?"

Hikigaya Hachiman secretly complained: "It would be strange if the Minister thought highly of me..."

However, then again.

Hikigaya wondered if Shizuka Hiratsuka was showing extra care for Nishimiya because she had a disability. But... sometimes being treated specially can actually make things more painful.

He could only endure the tenderness he received in times of pain, because his miserable experience had been witnessed by everyone, because it had proven how pitiful and humble he was, and because he had noticed that he was a person who could only be saved by the tenderness of others and could accomplish nothing.

Blindly caring for others will only remind them that they are a disabled person who needs care.

But today, Hikigaya remained silent, watching Matsueda Azusa leave the Livehouse helplessly after Hiratsuka Shizuka's throwing a tantrum.

However, if it was the minister, maybe it would be different?

After all, he doesn't treat people as equals.

106

Chapter 106: Apologies are never required to be accepted.

Songzhi Zi sighed and walked towards the river.

Although I don't want to meddle in other people's affairs, I always feel soft-hearted when asked by Shizuka Hiratsuka. It's just like when I was a child and my mother asked me to help. Although I couldn't help but complain, I still did it in the end.

However, memories from that long ago have become a little vague.

Songzhizi looked up at the sky. Birds were singing and flowers were blooming. It was a great day to reminisce about the past.

A burst of noise attracted Matsueda Azusa's attention.

I looked over subconsciously and saw a figure running away not far away.

It was Nishimiya Shoko, and behind her was a boy with a spiky haircut.

Eh? Matsueda Azusa was just talking nonsense in front of Xiaojing, but how come someone actually appeared in real life, following her with ulterior motives?

Could it be that Songzhi Zi is actually a crow's mouth?

You can't just sit back and watch when you encounter a situation like this. Originally, he just planned to exchange a few pleasantries, and then leave after Nishimiya Glass said something like "I have other things to do" to decline.

"Hey, is it time to stop?"

Songzhi Zi quickly walked over and stopped the hedgehog-haired boy. He took out his phone and said, "If you keep chasing me, I'm going to call the police."

"That...that! That's not it..."

The spiky-haired boy was suddenly stopped by Matsueda Azusa. He tripped and fell to the ground. He stood up with a dusty face and looked at Nishimiya Glass's fleeing figure. He hurriedly explained: "I, I am someone Nishimiya used to know... We were classmates. My name is Ishida Masaya!"

Nishimiya Shoko seemed to notice what was happening behind her and subconsciously turned around to check.

Only after seeing that it was Matsueda Azusa who stopped Ishida Shoya did she breathe a sigh of relief, slowly walked back, and hid timidly behind Matsueda Azusa.

"Even if we're former classmates, if Nishimiya-san is so resistant to meeting you, then it's probably not a relationship worth remembering, right?"

Matsueda Azusa looked at Ishida Shoya's frantic explanation and wondered, "After all, chasing after Nishimiya-san like this is a bit too embarrassing."

Ishida Masaya lowered his head dejectedly, "I'm sorry... I just wanted to personally apologize to Nishimiya-san."

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a worn little notebook from his bag: "And this... I want to return it to Nishimiya-san."

Matsueda Azusa took a glance and saw the words "For written conversation - Nishimiya Glass" written on the cover.

He turned around and looked at Nishimiya Shoko, and saw that she had an expression of slight surprise and unexpectedness.

He really is someone I know, and he's here to return something. I shouldn't have been so self-righteous and acted like a good guy. If Hikigaya were here, he'd probably have already burrowed into a hole and turned into a Hikigaya penguin.

However... since Shizuka Hiratsuka asked him to come and check on Nishimiya Shoko, and Nishimiya seemed a little resistant to the person in front of her, he had no choice but to continue standing here.

Matsueda Azusa asked Nishimiya Glass in clear sentences: "Do you want to take it back?"

Nishimiya Naoko listened attentively, then nodded vigorously.

Azusa Matsueda took the tattered notebook and handed it to Nishimiya Shoko.

She turned the pages and read them one by one, but Songzhi Zi did not just stand by and watch.

He looked at Ishida Shoya, who seemed to have a hopeful look on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he asked on behalf of Nishimiya Shoko, "You said you came to apologize to Nishimiya-san?"

To be honest, I've rarely seen someone apologizing and then chasing after the person being apologized to. This is a bit of magical realism.