Reincarnation Band Magician

As expected, I still can’t bear to leave. I feel sad when I think that I can only enjoy it this once.

"alright--"

The golden retriever sister is freshly baked, and has a brilliant feeling like a golden retriever running in the sun, smooth and neat, "bulingbuling".

"Miss Hongxia seems to be awake too. Please go and call her."

"Ah good."

Ichichi Xingge agreed subconsciously.

Qing is going to deal with a drunkard.

Open the door.

The girl in the gray-green dress, with a figure similar to that of Fulilian, lay on her side, her shoulder straps sliding down, revealing unexpectedly good skin and subtle curves.

This is the same outfit she wore yesterday. It seems to be a spare outfit placed here. It is obvious that she has come to harass others many times.

Her burgundy hair was spread out in a mess, and there was an empty water bottle lying next to her, which Qing had placed next to her in case she was thirsty after drinking.

This person seemed to be aiming to get drunk. His drinking tolerance was much worse than the one that made Qing feel complicated, but it was not particularly bad. According to Xingge, Hiroi Kikuri would also get drunk, but Qing had not seen it yet.

The bedding and sheets on the bed were temporarily changed. It can be seen that even the angelic sister doesn't like this child very much.

Qing turned a blind eye to everything.

He has been surrounded by women for the past six years, which is really sad, but this is nothing.

……

PS: Let’s do 7k first, it is recommended to go to bed early.

A short break on the journey: 235, you come

"Wake up, Miss Hiroi."

"Well……"

Hunger and thirst made the girl slowly open her eyes.

After leaving, I covered my nose. Even girls would not smell good after being drunk. After being drunk, they would often sweat all over, their clothes would be messy, and there would still be some smell of sweat after washing.

Some people may like the sweat of beautiful girls, but Qing himself cannot tolerate it. Even when traveling, he would urge Xiangzi and Fulilian to take a shower every day.

At that time, the elves would often respond to Qing by saying, "I used to go a whole winter without taking a bath" and "Elves can't be dirty."

Then they will be forcefully thrown into the crystal bathtub with their clothes on.

As soon as she touches the hot water, she will go to the other extreme and not want to get up.

So annoying, this elf.

Back to the present.

Hiroi Kikuri opened her eyes.

I drank too much yesterday and my whole body feels like it hurts after the hangover.

But I still remember things.

For example, he ambushed innocent teenagers on the street, forced them to buy alcohol, and even brought it to his senior’s house… I’m going to die!

She bumped into the corner of the bed with a thud and apologized loudly, "Ugh...ah! I'm sorry I was so stupid! I'm causing you trouble!"

After getting over his drunken state, this guy's attitude instantly changed from a social phobic to a classic social phobic.

She even shyly pulled the quilt to cover her body, but then, perhaps realizing that this attitude would hurt Qing, she put the quilt down, causing the other shoulder strap to fall down.

The entire white and tender shoulder is exposed, as well as the squeezed hills and valleys.

Why does it look like you just finished foreign language tutoring?

Qing turned around silently, "It's nothing, Miss Guangjing did help me solve the accommodation problem, please go and wash up, I will help you later."

Now this person reminded him of a lonely classmate from another world.

I miss you a little, but we haven’t been in touch for a long time. This is the reality, and there are always regrets.

……

A moment later, two dazed girls sat down at the dining table.

A bit restrained.

To describe it, it's like a child who has just put on new clothes and a new hairstyle bought by his parents and is afraid of getting them messy if he moves around.

Including Xingge, everyone has some similar feelings.

[I brought back an incredible guy...]

The three of them felt similarly.

Qing tilted his head and looked at them. "Do you think it tastes bad? Or do you have no appetite? Please try it. Although it may sound a bit boastful, I am still somewhat confident in my cooking skills."

"Ah, nothing," Xingge retracted her gaze, "I'm starting."

The other two followed suit.

Qing used the rituals of the Goddess Church, and in his heart he prayed to Aqua and the kind goddess Eris.

The small dining table involves four gods at the same time.

When the girls took a bite of the food, their eyes lit up.

"Wow! This is delicious!"

“This one too—”

The last one was so hungry yesterday that he couldn't even speak.

After sobering up, the introverted and shy look disappeared.

All three of them felt it was a little unreal, like the story of the Snail Girl and the Conch Girl.

Xingge was the most deeply touched. He felt something was unreal and hazy. He was worried that it was a mirage. He reached out to touch it, then rolled off the bed and woke up.

There is no such thing as a mother who is good at cooking. You’re just dreaming.

But it wasn't a dream.

The food tastes as good as it looks, and is full of delicate warmth - but also has a perfunctory feeling of having done it many times and trying to save as much as possible.

There is no contradiction between being attentive and being perfunctory. This is also the feeling of family. After being together for a long time, you may be more careless than outsiders and fail to notice many things, but this definitely does not mean that you don't care.

Ichichi Hoshige was sad; it took her too long to realize this.

But now I can still reflect on it, and my eyes are a little sore again.

[How many times has this guy cooked? Damn it!]

The steam wasn't enough to hide her expression, so she quickly took a sip of the miso soup, pretending to be scalded.

"hiss--"

Qing pushed a glass of ice water over and said, "Please go slower. Are you okay?"

"It's okay! It's okay. Why is there ice water?" Xingge took a sip and changed the subject.

"When I tasted it just now, to avoid confusion..."

In other words, drank.

Their eyes fell on the cup.

I can't see where I drank water before.

Hongxia and Hiroi Kikuri showed a little surprise, which made the big sister a little uncomfortable, and she drank it in one gulp trying to be brave.

"You're not a child, why do you care so much?"

Although, she cares the most.

He glared at the two people who were still watching, "Just eat, why make so much trouble!"

"Oh oh oh."

So I continued eating.

Qing held the miso soup and drank it slowly, helping to add rice from time to time, swimming slowly during breakfast time.

"Ahem, you... Nagasaki, it's still raining outside, are you leaving?"

I was so tired that I couldn't help but speak.

She felt a little regretful as soon as she said this. This didn't seem like keeping the person, it seemed more like driving him away.

At this time, she felt a little resentful that the familiar sound manager (PA) was not here, otherwise he might be able to understand and express her current mood.

Of course, the other party couldn't always guess her true feelings, but she was indeed not very good at communicating with others, so the PA could say more.

Just a little bit.

"I have some things to do, so I won't bother you any further."

Xingge hesitated, trying to save the situation, "At least it's raining..."

The horns on Hong Xia's head jumped. "Qing, actually, there's a live house downstairs owned by my sister. You can come and play anytime in the future."

"Exhibition Hall?"

Qing's eyes lit up.

In his previous fantasies, if he wanted to be a support band member, a familiar live house was essential.

"It's not open yet," Xingge's ahoge hair twitched at the same tempo. "It's estimated to be soon. Everything is almost ready. It'll be in the next week or two, before the start of the school year."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"No," Xingge said directly, "and you're leaving..."

"Ahem!"

Very loud.

Ijichi Hongxia interrupted her sister, "Of course, the more thorough the preparations for the opening, the better. Nothing is too much. It would be great if you could come and help out. Welcome, welcome. Also, Qing said yesterday that he had nowhere to go. Is there anything going on today?"

"Well, so I have to go," Qing remembered something in his wet dream, "My friend is away on a long trip, and I remember that I still have an old father at home. I might have to help take care of him these few days."

Although Miss Xiangzi is not kind, her old father is innocent.

"Old man?"

"Shouldn't... be that old? It depends on the specific situation. I can't stay here all the time. I might have to find a place to stay in a couple of days."

"In that case—" Xingge raised an eyebrow, acting like a reliable store manager, "Come and help out before the opening. Of course, you can help out after the opening. The salary will be based on the market rate. What can you do, Nagasaki?"

Ijichi Hongxia didn't want to talk anymore.

What are you eating now? Isn't it enough?

Qing without equipment, think about it.

"As for what I'm good at... I heard that there are sometimes band fans in the exhibition hall. What do you think of me working as a security guard? I'm quite confident."

"Pfft hahaha..."

They thought it was a funny joke.

"We'll talk about it later. Our store is called STARRY. You're always welcome."

Hiroi Kikuri, who had been eating quietly, looked up, mustered her courage, and flashed a twisted smile of social anxiety. "Um...we from SICK HACK will be there too. Please enjoy our performance then, please!"

What a contrast of politeness.

And the momentum makes it feel like if you don't agree to the other party, you will have to get into the bathtub and make changes.

Qing nodded expectantly.

He did have expectations. He had noticed the other person's fingers on the way. They were the fingers he practiced with frequently.

……

"Then I'll be leaving. Sorry to bother you."