Zongman: Kulaixiku, resurrection!

After much thought, Baihe Sanhui still felt that he should adopt a relatively compromising method based on the needs of the principal - temporarily count how much medicine reserves are left in the storage room, and increase the actual demand level by about 20%. In this way, his conscience will not be particularly painful, the needs of the principal's wife can be met, and it can also ensure that these things can be used up within the shelf life, which is a win-win situation for all parties.

He left a note on the table saying "The school doctor is busy, please call...", pressed it with a paperweight, half-closed the door, and then went to the storage room on the lower floor of the rooftop with a pen and paper.

Generally speaking, a school has many storage rooms, which are divided into sports equipment storage rooms, utility rooms, medical supplies storage rooms, etc. according to the types of stored items, and are evenly distributed in various places.

At Hanegaoka Academy, however, the school's directors, with their remarkable wisdom, decided to requisition a classroom and divide it into separate areas with plastic partitions for storage. As a result, Hanegaoka Academy's storage room became so crowded and overflowing that some tall teachers, needing to use their PE equipment, had to rely on female students to carry it out. Complaints abounded, but the school administration dragged its feet.

Kashiwa Sanhui carefully pushed open the door to the storage room. Surprisingly, there wasn't the expected dust blowing in his face. It looked like someone had been using it. He also saw the expired red bean bread that Toyokawa Shoko had piled up there. He decided to destroy it for her later, to prevent these evil things from harming the world.

Dodging the cardboard boxes scattered on the floor and the piles of tables, chairs and benches stacked up like a Macedonian square, I finally found an oversized plastic box containing boxes of alcohol and other things... and the pink-haired girl who was slowly melting inside.

"Um...eh..." This is the animated sound effect accompanying the girl's gradual sublimation process.

???

Kashiwa Sanhui thought he seemed to see a pink particle effect, and a female student tried to swim in the magma, and soon only a pool of liquid and a set of sportswear were left.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, can you freeze for a moment?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm leaving your sight now, please don't kill me--" The girl slid to her knees at the speed of light. If Baihe Sanhui hadn't held her back, she would have kowtowed twice.

"Can we calm down first? Take a deep breath, a deep breath--" This child is too sensitive!

"Inhale - exhale -" After repeating several deep breaths by Kashiwa Sanhui, the girl finally returned to her human form. She squatted on the box with her knees hugged defensively, holding a black guitar bag in her arms.

"My name is Kashiwa Sanhui. Can you tell me your name?" Kashiwa Sanhui put on a gentle, harmless and sunny expression, and asked in a very friendly voice.

"Goto... Goto Ichiri." Unexpectedly, the girl's expression became even more distorted. She took several rapid breaths before she could barely solidify into a human form, and her answer was trembling.

No. Am I scary?

"Now, when I ask, you just need to answer yes or no, okay, Goto-san?"

"Okay, okay, okay—" Goto Ichiri was about to burst into tears.

It's over, it's over, this person definitely wants to kill me. If I give an answer that doesn't satisfy him, he'll pull a gun from his pocket and kill me. What should I do, what should I do, what should I do—

"Is there a guitar in your bag?" "Yes, yes, yes--" Goto Ichiri's melting point has obviously dropped.

"Are you here in the closet to play guitar?" "Yes, yes, yes—"

"Can you show me a little bit?"

"Right, right...eh?" Goto Ichiri was suddenly confused. How could someone as humble and useless as me want to listen to my guitar? He must want to take my guitar away. After all, someone like me is not even one percent as valuable as the guitar.

"I'm talking about playing the guitar, Goto Ichiri-san. Show me your guitar skills." Kashiwa Miki pulled out his phone, found a simple sheet of music in his photo album, and handed it to Goto Ichiri. Goto Ichiri took a look and saw that it wasn't difficult for her. So, he pleaded with Kashiwa Miki in a panic, "Are you kidding me? Will you let me go after I finish playing?"

"Uh...yes, actually I didn't mean to restrict your freedom."

After receiving Kashiwa Miki's confirmation, Goto Ichiri carefully took out her guitar, briefly tuned it, and began playing. It must be said that despite her sensitive personality, Goto Ichiri's guitar skills were quite advanced. The song Kashiwa Miki had given her was a bit complex, but Goto Ichiri not only had a strong tone and a powerful rhythm, but she also played every note correctly and even added an impromptu solo at the end.

Just by looking at his expression, one can tell that this person is living like every day is his last, yet he actually possesses a very practical skill.

"What a wonderful performance," Kashiwa Miki applauded enthusiastically, "Goto Ichiri-kun is truly amazing!"

"Hehe~" Goto Ichiri smiled shyly and scratched his head embarrassedly. "No...no, hehe~"

You're quite praiseworthy, Goto Ichiri-san.

"Having said that, playing guitar in the storage room is still quite dangerous, Goto Ichiri-san. There are flammable and heavy objects everywhere here, and it would be terrible if you got hurt." One thing is for one thing, as a teacher, I certainly can't ignore such behavior. "If you want to play, you can come to the infirmary. If there's not many people around, I can let you use the pharmacy." Kashiwa Miki pointed to his name tag, "Let me introduce myself again. My name is Kashiwa Miki, my real name is Ke Miki, and I'm the current school doctor."

The former school doctor of Hanaoka was sent to Hanasakigawa Academy. Kashiwa Miki came to work in Hanaoka out of favor between the school and his senior sister. His salary was almost nothing. If something really happened, Kashiwa Miki would have to run back and forth. The school board actually saved two salaries, which was really a cause for celebration.

"No, no, no, no," Goto Ichiri humbly shook his head, "How can a tiny person like me occupy your precious land..."

"That's not the case, Goto Ichiri-san," Kashiwa Miki touched Goto Ichiri's head, and Goto Ichiri suddenly felt something strange. In his entire life, only his mother had touched his head like this. "You and I are equals."

"I think we can be good friends. It's common for friends to share each other's space."

"Eh!? Friend? Me?" Goto Ichiri pointed at himself with an incredulous look on his face.

"That's right, friend, we are friends. I like listening to your guitar, and I can also accompany your guitar with the violin." Kashiwa Miki has even opened LINE and is waiting to add Goto Ichiri's contact information.

"Friends, friends, friends, friends... hehehehehe..."

Goto Ichiri's expression gradually collapsed and his soul wandered away.

Mom, I've made a friend. Not only does he not mind me living in his sight, he also likes to listen to my guitar playing. He agrees to let me play guitar next to him and is willing to accompany me. Is this high school life? It's so wonderful! I want to make a will and pass this friendship to Erli. Hehehehehehe...