In the music series, the male protagonist writes a self-help manual for the inner world

Hong Xia carefully took out a cup of cat-attracting matcha parfait from a pile of bags and placed it on the cabinet next to the bed.

She thought that when people are unhappy, they might want to eat delicious food to relieve their worsening mood.

And she just heard the voice asking Lenai to order some matcha parfait.

"That Lenai... can I call you that?"

She looked at Kaname Rakuna who was looking at Goto Ichiri with curious eyes and said softly.

At first, Le Nai didn't react to what the yellow-haired girl said. She just looked at Chen Xinghua curiously. Wouldn't it be particularly fun if she suddenly threw herself into his arms like Goto Ichiri?

Thinking of this, Kaname's eyes widened like a cat that had noticed something interesting.

But when her keen nose detected the scent of matcha parfait coming from the bedside, she temporarily abandoned the idea of ​​playing and turned to seek food.

"You can call."

Kaname's words were as concise as ever.

"So, Lenai, would you like some matcha parfait?"

Hongxia observed Kaname's reaction very carefully.

"Good guy."

Ask Lenai to open her eyes and give Hongxia a good guy card.

At this time, Chen Xinghua finally came to his senses and saw the scene where Lenai was showing off Matcha Buffy.

He subconsciously took out a box of disposable napkins from his pocket because he saw that the corners of Kaname's mouth were stained with traces of matcha parfait.

"And me?"

Liang poked Hongxia's waist and pretended to be dissatisfied.

"I've been eating grass for ten days."

"The human digestive system cannot digest grass."

Although Hongxia complained like this, she still took out a few fried foods from the pile of bags and handed them to Liang.

"Xiao Xiduo, is your stomach growling?"

Hongxia looked at Xiao Xiduo with a wicked smile on her face.

"Um...thank you, Hongxia-senpai."

Kita Ikuyo took the fried chicken handed to her by Hongxia and bit it hard as if she was biting an enemy.

She is indeed feeling a little conflicted right now.

Chen Xinghua, who was sipping sweet milk tea on the side, looked at Hong Xia's back and had a somewhat presumptuous idea in his mind.

In college, what do you call the person who brings takeout to all your roommates...is he called godfather?

Then what should we call Hong Xia, who brought things to all the members of the band?

No, Hongxia is a girl, not a boy, so her name is...

Chen Xinghua shook his head and quickly threw away this presumptuous idea.

"Where did this Beggars' Tale board game come from?"

Chen Xinghua complained about a board game that appeared on the small table at some point.

Where did this small table come from?

"I borrowed it from an outside board game club... and I have to return it later."

Ryo explained as he fiddled with the cards on the board game.

She thought it was impossible for Chen Xinghua to leave the patient with a sprained ankle and go to the school festival alone.

According to the chain reaction, Pochi-chan, Hongxia, Kita, and myself certainly cannot abandon the members of the band who have ended their lives and go out to play.

Liang felt that although she seemed to be obsessed with money, in fact, she still valued the band more than the heavy, wonderful money that could buy most things in the world.

So now, the band's journey to the school festival at Xiuhua High School was over before it even began.

"And this little table...brought it over there."

As if seeing through the doubt in Chen Xinghua's eyes, Liang placed the cards, stretched out his index finger and pointed to the side.

Although he couldn't go to the school festival outside, Liang felt that he could still make up for it.

At least it will make the rest of the time less boring.

"This board game supports up to six players."

Looking at Liang's serious expression, Chen Xinghua approached the small table filled with cards.

"How to play this?"

"There are instructions."

Liang took out a booklet and spread it on the table.

"Senior, I want to play too."

Kita Ikuyo suppressed the complicated emotions in her heart and suddenly jumped to the side of the small table.

After recovering from his shock, Goto Ichiri slowly moved his body closer to his childhood sweetheart.

After finishing the matcha parfait, Kaname Lenai put the matcha parfait on the cabinet beside her and looked at the board game hesitantly.

...Were you excluded?

As if remembering something, Chen Xinghua stood up, steadily grasped the edge of the small table, and slowly moved it to where Yao Lenai could reach.

"Lena, are you interested in board games?"

Hongxia nodded her lips and invited Kaname Lenai.

"Um……"

Kaname nodded.

Although she had never played a board game, or more accurately, any multiplayer game, she felt she could learn to play.

"The cards are dealt."

Liang said.

……

Chen Xinghua felt that while the school festival was going on outside, playing board games in the school infirmary with his band members, the captain, and the white-haired girl who sprained her ankle was a particularly rock and roll thing.

As the sun set and another round of board game ended, Liang glanced at the gradually dwindling voices outside the window and began to put away "Bakemonogatari".

"The time is coming."

"Speaking of which, Lenai, how are you going to get home?"

Chen Xinghua suddenly realized a particularly serious problem. It seemed impossible for Yao Lenai to return home on his own.

Although Lenai's ankle injury was not particularly serious, he didn't think he was so cruel as to ask her to walk such a long distance home.

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Chapter 231 Why is the crowd so crowded?

In short, in the end, Chen Xinghua still sent Yao Lenai back home - after paying for a taxi fare worth several large bills.

"But, so Lenai is supposed to live here?"

Chen Xinghua glanced at Yao Lenai's residence with some curiosity, and then after his interest was completely gone, he turned around and got into the taxi.

Since Kaname has returned home, it is time for him to return to his own home.

"Come on, come on, Goto Ichiri, you can do it, you will definitely be able to perform tomorrow."

Goto Ichiri sat in the taxi, cheering himself up in a low voice.

"It will definitely work."

Chen Xinghua patted Goto Ichiri's shoulder and encouraged him softly, "I believe in you."

The sound of the pink object hitting the glass in shock made the driver sitting in the front seat frown.

"It hurts."

Tears welled up in Goto Ichiri's eyes.

Sighing, Chen Xinghua had no choice but to follow his feeling and touched the part of Goto Ichiri's head that might be hit.

"Does it still hurt?"

A blush spread across Goto Ichiri's face once again.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, Zai Zai... Think about it carefully... the collision just now... didn't hurt."

Goto Ichiri's voice was distorted by nervousness.

"It's fine now, yeah, it's fine now."

Goto Ichiri nodded desperately, as if she was not in any pain at all, but the slightly twitching corners of her mouth went against her master's wishes and conveyed the exact opposite opinion.

And in the blind spot that Chen Xinghua could not see, Yao Lenai stuck his head out of the window and watched the taxi drive away quietly.

She stretched out her hand, as if trying to catch the departing taxi.

However, Kaname Lenai was not a person with super powers, so she couldn't catch the taxi by just using the strength of her arms.

"It's uncomfortable... not good."

Kaname pouted and her rosy little face turned pale.

She pursed her lips and once again felt the special pain in her heart.

"Can you please not leave?"

The faint voice carrying Lenai's prayer floated away into the distance, then dissipated in the air, unable to reach Chen Xinghua's ears.

As the gas was sprayed out during the startup, the taxi quickly disappeared from Kaname Lena's sight, just like the live theater where she had been before.

……

The next day, backstage at Xiuhua High School gymnasium.

Goto Ichiri's hands, which were holding the black guitar, were sweating from the inside out due to excessive tension.

What if this performance fails... then I will have to spend the rest of my miserable life at the bottom of the school food chain.

A red heart throbbed in Goto Ichiri's chest. Blood boiling with fear flowed freely through her veins, scorching Goto Ichiri's fear.

"Xinghua...I can..."

After a moment, Goto Ichiri, who was a little dazed, realized that her childhood sweetheart was no longer there, but was in the audience, nervously waiting for her performance.

"... Success?"

After hesitating for a moment, Goto Ichiri finally said this.

She lowered her head and looked at the well-maintained black guitar in her hands.

This was a precious gift given to her by her childhood sweetheart, who bought it from a musical instrument store when she first started school.

Looking up, Goto Ichiri instantly felt the dazzling light coming from the front.

The dazzling stage light coming through the red curtains is so bright and so painful to the hearts of those suffering from severe social anxiety.

"Certainly possible."

As if he remembered something, Goto Ichiri at this moment was like the protagonist in a comic book, overcoming his past timidity.

"Because I'm a guitar hero with 100,000 followers."

Because her childhood sweetheart is still waiting outside for her performance.

So we can't back down here.

(That's it, Pochi-chan.)

"The next program is Goto Ichiri from Class 1, Grade 2, a solo guitar performance."

The energetic girl's voice awakened the fear in Goto Ichiri's heart.