The losers in daily youth have all become witches

Judging from her appearance, Kaoru Moeda looks more like an elementary school student than a JK.

"But, since Asakura-san has so many great ideas, why don't you draw your own manga?"

Kaoru Moeda was completely unaware that she was being criticized by the other two people in the activity room, and asked Li Mo in a rather admiring tone.

“As for the house, it’s actually very easy to explain.”

Li Mo took out a sketchbook from the shelf nearby, picked up a pen, and began to express his artistic talent in the sketchbook very calmly.

A few minutes later.

"Look."

He handed the sketchbook to the pink-haired girl.

"...Is this the Saturn that Francesco painted?"

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The girl looked at the distorted figure in the sketchbook and asked in confusion, "It seems to be quite realistic..."

"No, I drew Yukinoshita-san."

Li Mo replied.

An unspeakable silence suddenly enveloped the entire activity room.

After a while, Kaoru Moeda tried to lighten the mood: "So what is that thing in Yukinoshita's hand that looks like a twisted corpse?"

"The paperback edition she often reads."

Li Mo replied.

Kaoru Moeda: “…”

Yukinoshita Yukino stood up and quickly walked to the pink-haired girl. She glanced at the painting in her hand and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"This is already a personal attack on one's reputation."

Xueno glanced at Li Mo and said.

“It hasn’t reached that point yet.”

Li Mo said a little uncomfortably.

"Mengtian-san is obviously closer to you, why don't you draw her portrait?"

Yukino asked.

"Of course it's because Moeda-san's mental endurance isn't as strong as yours, Yukinoshita."

Li Mo replied.

You know how bad your drawings are, right?

Xue Noi stared at Li Mo fiercely with sharp and somewhat speechless eyes.

The latter looked at the ceiling guiltily and whistled in a discordant manner as if nothing had happened.

"It seems even Asakura-san has things he's not good at."

Kaoru Moeda said softly.

"Damn it! If Yukinoshita had said that, I could have mocked her sense of superiority and changed the subject..."

Li Mo slammed the table unwillingly.

"I'm not that good at drawing, but compared to Asakura-san,"

Yukinoshita Yukino glanced at the portrait Li Mo had drawn of her, with a look of disdain on her face: "That sense of superiority still exists."

"Anyway, I'll leave the design of the dessert shop's sign and flyers to Moeda-san."

Li Mo ignored Yukino's provocation and spoke to the pink-haired girl who was laughing dryly.

"I will try my best,"

The girl nodded, then looked at the portrait in her hand, not knowing what to do with it: "This..."

"Since it's my portrait, just give it to me."

Yukino took the portrait from her.

"Take it for collection?"

Li Mo asked casually.

"No, destroy it."

Yukino answered seriously.

Chapter 352: Goto Ichiri’s Troubles.

Starry, inside the practice room.

"Ugh……"

Goto Ichiri put down the guitar in his hand and sighed softly.

"Pochi-chan isn't in good form today."

Yidizhi Hongxia looked at her and said, "Is there something that makes you unhappy?"

"Instead of asking Pochi what unhappy things she has done recently, it would be easier to calculate by asking her how many happy things she has experienced in her life."

Yamada Ryo said leisurely.

"Liang, you are so rude. Happy things are like bread. How can a person remember how much bread he has eaten?"

Ijichi Hongxia said with a cat-like look, looking at Yamada Ryo with dissatisfaction.

"42 slices, I'm a washoku person."

Goto Ichiri raised his hand tremblingly and said.

"So few?! That's too miserable for life... Wait a minute, Pochi-chan, you're talking about the number of slices of bread, right?"

Ichichi Hongxia asked.

The pink-haired girl nodded vigorously, and her aho-hair swayed up and down with her movements, looking very funny.

"Pochi is too picky about food,"

Yamada Ryo said to Goto Ichiri, with the air of a senior, "You should eat both Japanese and Western food. That's what it means to be healthy!"

"You're the only one who eats weeds when you're broke, so you don't have the right to say that, do you?"

Hong Xia complained.

"You must eat both regular meals and weeds; that's how you're considered healthy!"

Yamada Ryo didn't seem shy at all and spoke confidently.

"I see, it will eat weeds!"

Goto Ichiri nodded nervously.

"No, no, no, don't be fooled by Liang! Human civilization has not developed for thousands of years just to go back and eat weeds!"

Hong Xia rubbed her temples with a headache.

Although both Yamada Ryo and Goto Ichiri were impeccable in terms of their musical instrument skills, and could be considered outstanding among high school students, as humans, they still had subtle shortcomings in other aspects...

At least when she was the only one in the band who was responsible for making jokes, it was really difficult to deal with these two funny people.

"So, Pochi-chan, is there anything you're concerned about? If you don't mind, please tell me and I'll do my best to help."

In order to prevent Yamada Ryo from continuing to talk nonsense, Hongxia hurriedly asked Goto Ichiri.

After all, the band's first real live performance will be over in a while - their previous live performances were just gifts at best - Hong Xia couldn't help but feel a little anxious about this and wanted to prepare everything to the best of her ability.

The most unstable member of the band right now is Kazuri Goto, but Goto is also the main force of the band. Whether he plays guitar or sings instead of the lead singer, he is a very eye-catching position. It can be said that Goto's performance determines the upper limit of the band on the day of the Live.

"Well...it's actually about the tickets."

Goto Ichiri stammered, his expression very unnatural.

"Didn't they say they were all sold out?"

Hongxia asked doubtfully.

Although the Goto family contributed most of the sales - they almost included their dog in the ticket sales.

"Actually... I still have one left."

Goto Ichiri said in a low voice.

"If it's one, it's not a big problem..."

Hongxia began to think about how to sell this last ticket.

"No, that's not the case!"

Goto Ichiri first spoke loudly, then his voice became softer: "I left this ticket... on purpose."

The day before yesterday, she and Kikuri Hiroi were singing and playing on the roadside to attract audiences, which was surprisingly successful. Many people wanted to buy tickets, but when there was only one ticket left, the girl had a little idea and did not sell it.

"deliberately……"

Hong Xia was stunned for a moment, then revealed an expression of sudden realization, and her mouth turned into a cat-shaped mouth: "Oh~"

She drawled out her tone, "I see. You deliberately left it for someone very important to Pochi-chan, right?"

"It's very important or something... hehe..."

Goto Ichiri smiled foolishly, then became too shy to speak.

Yamada Ryo smacked his lips in annoyance.

"Hongxia, did you put too much sugar in the omelet you made at noon?"

"Hey, why are you suddenly saying this? You were the one who stole my lunch box, so why are you complaining about my cooking?"

"No, I just feel that sweet feeling in my mouth hasn't dissipated yet, and my throat feels a little uncomfortable..."

"It's not that sweet. You must have eaten something strange. Anyway, I'll prepare barley tea for you later. Just be patient for a while."

Having successfully extorted a drink from his childhood sweetheart, Yamada Ryo nodded in satisfaction and stopped interrupting.

"that……"

Seeing this, Goto Ichiri hesitated and asked uncertainly: "Nijiga-chan...you're so cute and pretty...you must have had experience giving tickets to men...other men, right?"

Facing Goto Ichiri's hopeful gaze, Ijichi Nijika was a little overwhelmed: "Ahaha, I don't know what Pochi-chan thinks of me, but I'm actually not that popular at school, you know? And I have to take care of this guy Ryo, so I don't have much time to spend on other things... I'm really sorry."

"Rather than taking care of me, it's more like he puts a lot of thought into the band,"

Yamada Ryo, standing by, solemnly confirmed to Goto Ichiri: "That's right, Pochi, Nijika is still a virgin..."

"What are you talking about, you idiot!"

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a punch from the ashamed and angry Hong Xia.

As for whether the interruption was about the topic or something else, please don't delve into it.

"Is that so? Niji-chan doesn't know either..."

Goto Ichiri's expression became even more timid and gloomy.

"Don't be so depressed, Pochi-chan. If you want to give the tickets to Asakura-kun, I think you can just give them to him!"

Hongxia hurriedly encouraged Goto Ichiri who was trying to crawl back into the trash can.

"How do you know it's for him..."

Goto Ichiri looked at Ijichi Nikka with an extremely shocked look and murmured, "Famous detective?"

"No, I guess you can usually guess..."

Hong Xia complained.

"After all, Pochi doesn't have any other friends."

Yamada Ryo's soul emerged from his mouth and said.

"Gu..."