Girl idols are meant to be exploited!

It seems that the moment she put on this mask, the socially anxious girl Goto Ichiri of the past has disappeared, and in her place, there is a brand new existence - Guitar Hero!

The timid and socially anxious air she had originally possessed seemed to have largely dissipated as she put on the hood.

No one could see her expression through the hood. Her nervousness, embarrassment, timidity... were all hidden under this disguise.

As long as she changes out of this pink tracksuit, she will be able to complete her transformation.

For those who are not familiar with her, almost no one would recognize her as Goto Ichiri who was shivering in the corner of the school.

Could this... be what she has always wanted?

She doesn't have to face those terrifying gazes or be afraid of other people's comments. She can just let music speak for her.

Pochi reached out and gently stroked the edge of the hood, unable to suppress a smile.

However, only she knows this smile. In the eyes of others, she still looks cool.

"Eh? Wait, Pochi has become more handsome!?"

Hiroi Kikuri was stunned watching from the side. She rubbed her hands with joy and asked Hoshikawa Taku: "Hoshikawa, since Pochi has a headgear, what about me? I also have a cool image, right!?"

"you?"

Hoshikawa Taku glanced at her and said calmly, "Pochi needs to disguise his identity. Do you want to disguise yourself too?"

"Even if you don't want to disguise your identity, at least give me some cool accessories. Otherwise, I'll just look like an ordinary passerby standing next to Pochi!"

Hiroi Kikuri protested somewhat unwillingly.

...Just like a little kid vying for favor.

Hoshikawa Taku sighed inwardly.

"OK then."

He casually took off his sunglasses and handed them to her, "This is for you."

Hiroi Kikuri took the sunglasses, looked at them over and over, and said with disgust: "...Just a pair of sunglasses? The gap between my equipment and Pochi's is too big!"

Hoshikawa Taku looked at her calmly: "You want a hood too? But if you put on the hood, you can't take it off, which means you can't drink during the performance."

"Forget it then!"

Hiroi Kikuri had almost no hesitation. She immediately put on her sunglasses and decisively chose her "optimal solution".

"Sure enough, drinking is more important!"

She picked up the box of beer next to her and pushed up her sunglasses, looking very proud.

Pochi blinked, looked down at his guitar headband, then looked at the sunglasses on Hiroi Kikuri's nose. The contrast between the two was so obvious that he actually felt like laughing.

She never thought that one day she would stand on the stage with such a wonderful image.

But...it seems pretty good.

She was looking forward to her street performance.

Both Pochi and Hiroi Kikuri are looking forward to the performance, one to make money, the other to stand on the stage and show herself.

The two of them had a common goal and worked together very well during training. After two hours of practice, their cooperation was so good that Taku Hoshikawa could not find any fault with it.

After all, both of them are professional singers and have practiced the song for a whole day. Practicing the ensemble now will achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Hoshikawa Taku applauded and approved of their performance.

"Very good, you can perform on the streets of Shibuya at this time tomorrow afternoon."

Hoshikawa Taku reminded Pochi: "Pochi, if you come tomorrow, please come early. We need to prepare well."

"I understand. I will ask for leave from Hongxia and the others!"

Pochi nodded vigorously, already looking forward to tomorrow.

……

The next evening.

As the sun was about to set behind the city skyline, Shibuya Crossing was still bustling with traffic and crowds of people.

Pop music videos are playing on the big screen, the neon lights of the electronic billboards flicker, and the sounds of vehicle engines and pedestrians' conversations intertwine, forming the background of the daily hustle and bustle of this street.

And on an inconspicuous street corner, two figures were hiding in the shadows.

Pochi tightened his grip on the guitar slightly.

She had changed out of her baggy pink tracksuit and replaced it with a short black windbreaker.

She wore a black long skirt, black tights wrapped around her slender legs, and a pair of black thick-soled Martin boots on her feet, which made her figure look more upright.

Although Pochi tried hard to appear cool and free-spirited, the most attractive thing about her at the moment was not her rock-style outfit, but the special guitar headband on her head.

The smooth black shell looks like an inverted guitar, with strings running through the front end and interweaving with the curves, giving it a cool, futuristic mechanical feel.

In Pochi's arms, besides the guitar, she also held a pink plush doll called "Pochita".

A cute pink girl and a sharp black headgear look very different.

Although they deliberately hid in the street corner, many passers-by still looked at them curiously.

Right in front of them, Taku Hoshikawa and Lupa found a performance venue against the wall, where they were setting up the sound equipment.

There are often street performers performing in Shibuya, so passers-by are no longer surprised and just take a look and walk away.

A few minutes later, Taku Hoshikawa stood behind the speakers and gave them a thumbs up, indicating that everything was ready.

"Pochi, are you ready?"

Hiroi Kikuri, who was standing next to Pochi, had put on sunglasses and had a relaxed and confident smile on her face.

She held the bass with one hand and still held the beer with the other. Her clothes had not changed much, and she still wore the same casual style as usual.

Hiroi actually wanted to change her clothes to match Pochi, but Hoshikawa Taku said that she looked good the way she was, so she didn't change.

Pochi took a deep breath, adjusted the position of his hood, and suppressed his slightly trembling fingers.

"Ah."

Pochi nodded heavily.

Even though her heart was still pounding, this time, she didn't want to back down.

She can.

She can do it!

"Then let's go!"

Kikuri Hiroi adjusted her sunglasses, casually moved her wrists, hummed a tune, and strode towards the performance venue prepared for them by Taku Hoshikawa.

Pochi also took a deep breath, took a step forward, and walked towards the bustling intersection.

Chapter 73: It’s so exciting to run away after the performance.

The sunlight refracted through the glass of the high-rise buildings, casting a faint light and shadow on the surface of Boqi's guitar head cover, as if an invisible spotlight pulled her figure onto the most lively stage in the city.

As soon as they reached the intersection, Pochi and Hiroi Kikuri immediately attracted the attention of passersby. Many people's eyes were instantly focused on Pochi, staring at her strange yet cool headgear that shone dimly in the sunlight, and they talked about it.

What style is this?

Is it Cospaly? Or some street art?

Many people instinctively took out their phones and secretly took pictures of Pochi, preparing to post them online later.

Under everyone's gaze, Hiroi Kikuri and Pochi walked to the scheduled performance spot.

Judging from the situation, it seems like they are going to perform on the street, right?

Some of the audience who had noticed their intention gathered around, forming a small semicircular auditorium.

Looking at so many spectators in front of him, Pochi subconsciously trembled slightly. No one, including Hiroi Kikuri, noticed Pochi's nervousness.

Her eyes were originally blocked by specially made dark lenses, making it impossible for outsiders to see her expression, but through the internal fine-tuning device, she can still observe the outside world clearly.

This hood is like a barrier that isolates the world, locking the socially anxious Pochi inside, and showing the outside world a cold, mysterious, and rock-and-roll image.

After realizing this, Pochi felt a little less nervous.

I'm not alone, isn't Senior Hiroi by my side?

Taking a deep breath, Pochi placed the doll in his arms on the speaker next to him, freeing his hands to hold the guitar tightly.

At this moment, Kikuri Hiroi walked to the microphone and adjusted it to a height that suited her.

"Can you hear me? Hello, hello..."

She lazily checked the sound, her eyes scanning the crowd, showing no signs of nervousness.

After a simple audition, Hiroi Kikuri did not introduce herself or the song she was going to sing. She just looked at Pochi and nodded.

So, the next moment——

"Om—Ong—"

A series of powerful guitar sounds burst out, tearing through the air like thunder, instantly breaking through the barrier of city background noise and shocking everyone around.

Immediately afterwards, a series of fast and aggressive guitar solos poured out, like a raging fire, rushing straight into the auditory nerves.

Many pedestrians who were still playing with their mobile phones subconsciously looked up with surprise in their eyes.

Even people who don't understand music can tell that Boqi's technique is not that of an ordinary street performer.

A fellow street performer standing nearby heard the guitar sound coming from this side and subconsciously stopped playing. His eyes widened and he murmured, "This guitar is too powerful... Who is it?"

Pochi's solo was the first to catch everyone's attention.

Seeing more and more spectators gathering, Hiroi Kikuri raised her lips slightly, took out a bottle of wine from her pocket, took a sip, and then put the rest back. She raised her hand and shouted into the microphone:

"Dear audience, you are in luck! Because you will witness the first performance of 'Guitar Hero' on the streets!"

While Hiroi was speaking, he had already started playing the bass, and the unique prelude of "Life Will Change" sounded instantly.

At that moment, the noise in the air was cut off by the music, and the footsteps of passers-by seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and they all stopped and listened attentively.

As the sharp, powerful guitar sound of Pokémon joined in, Hiroi Kikuri also spoke.

"It's Not A Game..."

Her voice is low and full of power, like liquor burning in flames, which grabs the audience's ears as soon as she opens her mouth.

Hiroi Kikuri's voice has been certified by countless fans. Even though she has caused countless troubles, both the band members and the fans agree that they cannot do without her.

At this moment, her unique voice also attracted the passers-by who were originally hurrying by. Many people took out their mobile phones, turned on the video and started filming, wanting to record this wonderful performance.

Among these photographers, Lupa is also prominently listed.

She stood at the best shooting angle and recorded the whole scene.

“I'm Not A Phantom.”

I'm In Your Face And.

I"m Here To See It Through..."

Hiroi Kikuri's bass vibrated the air like the drumbeat of a heart, and the strong resonance made many audience members' feet sway gently to the rhythm unconsciously.

Boqi's guitar technique is even more precise and sharp, and every glissando and plucking has unparalleled penetrating power.

For Boqi, performing in front of a large crowd has always been an extremely difficult task. Every time she takes the stage, she feels as if she has to burn out all her courage just to barely make it to the end of the performance.

But this time, even though her heartbeat was still rapid and her emotions were still surging, she felt an unprecedented calmness.

The hood was firmly placed on her head, isolating her from the noise of the outside world.

Although she was only two meters away from the audience, she felt as if she was a world away from them, as if she was watching the performance through a TV screen and she was just a character on the screen.

Peace of mind.

This was a playing state she had never experienced before - no sense of oppression, no sense of suffocation, only pure music, only the resonance between herself and the guitar.

The whole world seemed to disappear, and only the clear echo of the vibrating strings remained in my ears.

This wasn't her playing for others, nor was it to meet anyone's expectations; it was an expression from the heart. Her fingertips danced across the strings, and the melody was no longer awkward due to tension, but smooth and free, with each note pouring out naturally like flowing water.

Pochi didn't know that all these changes were happening because her special ability [Guitar Hero] was quietly taking effect.

If she had not signed a contract with Taku Hoshikawa and did not have the concealment ability granted by the system, then even if she wore a hood, she would still be swallowed up by the sounds, gazes and pressure from the outside world, and would not be able to reach this pure state of performance.