What… what should I do? I'm being followed!
Goto Hitori nervously quickened his pace, but…
He also quickened his pace!!
Goto Hitori felt a life-or-death crisis and thought desperately.
That person was wearing the same school uniform as hers, so he should be going to school normally… No! Then why did he speed up when I sped up?
Could it be… he saw the band merchandise she was carrying and came over to talk?
Goto Hitori stopped and looked back, tense and alert, but her head felt like a stuck gear, unable to move.
No way!!
It was very difficult to turn around and ask others for something. If they refused, her existence would completely disappear!
During the three years of high school, she never dared speak to anyone again.
Just wait for him to talk to you… No! What if he's a scary person?
Still… I need to observe.
But I don't dare look back… so I can only…
Goto Hitori lowered her head, suddenly quickened her pace, and like lightning, cut through the group of students and ran toward the school.
…
Ah, she ran away.
Ishikawa Hayabusa couldn't follow the girl anymore.
But he didn't really care. After all, judging by Goto Hitori's appearance, she probably hadn't joined the band yet. She was still a first-year student, in the same grade as him, so he'd definitely see her again.
Besides, he had already decided to join a band and try out a new lifestyle.
Also, what he wanted wasn't just to experience this, but to live off it.
"I want to make perverted music that all the perverts in the world can listen to!"
Ishikawa Hayabusa pointed to the sky and declared loudly.
His loud voice instantly drew the attention of the students around him. They looked at the first-year student with surprise, confusion, and bewilderment.
But how could Ishikawa Hayabusa be a coward? He walked toward the school like an emperor, ignoring everyone's gaze.
…
Behind a tree a few dozen meters from the school gate, Goto Hitori nervously watched the students approaching the school.
It's neither this one nor that one… Ah, who was that person just now?
I finally met someone who wanted to talk to me, so why did he run away?
Hmm…
There were so many people watching that I started to feel sick.
She looked away with a sigh, shrank behind a tree, and lowered her head.
My life is more pathetic than that of a worm. I'm a caterpillar… a caterpillar…
Dasha.
Hearing footsteps approaching, Goto Hitori, who suddenly felt her personal space being invaded, immediately looked over there.
…
Based on his past experience, Ishikawa Hayabusa walked around the school grounds, avoided the crowd, and started looking around.
Generally, when people with social phobia face someone they don't really want to run away from, but are afraid to approach, they simply flee to a safe spot and watch.
After entering the school, he finally spotted the striking pink color under a tree in the corner of the schoolyard.
Then he approached.
He didn't hide his footsteps and walked confidently toward the tree.
The girl trembled when she heard the noise behind her and timidly peeked her head out from behind the tree.
Her long, soft, fluffy pink hair was spread out from crawling on the ground. Her skin was so white it was as if she had never seen the sun. Her cute pink sportswear made her look soft and delicate.
At that moment, she had a nervous expression like a small animal, and her blue eyes looked at Ishikawa Hayabusa with unease.
"Hello, it's a beautiful day today."
Ishikawa Hayabusa greeted her with a smile.
…
Short, elegant black hair, dark brown eyes, and a bright, confident smile.
Goto Hitori widened her eyes and then… covered them with her hands.
My eyes are going to burn!
Why is the first person I talk to max level? It's like facing the final boss of the world the moment I step out.
No, my soul, my soul will be burned.
I can't breathe anymore.
At that moment, Ishikawa Hayabusa was touching his chin, looking at Goto Hitori, who was lying on the ground with a strange smile on her face.
He never imagined it would be so interesting until he saw it with his own eyes.
He's afraid of others, but he wants to be friends with them. He has a cowardly personality, deep thoughts, and seems scared by the aura of popularity. They're all so cute and interesting.
He's a million times better than the past version of himself who completely gave up on growing.
"Are you okay?"
Ishikawa Hayabusa came closer.
"Ahh… sorry for interrupting!"
Goto Hitori instantly stood up, using the force that exploded from her survival instinct and her few motor nerves to dash away in an instant.
At that moment, Ishikawa Hayabusa was touching his chin, looking at Goto Hitori, who was lying on the ground with a strange smile on her face.
He never imagined it would be so interesting until he saw it with his own eyes.
He's afraid of others but wants to be friends with them. He has a cowardly personality, deep thoughts, and seems scared by the aura of popularity. They're all so cute and interesting.
He's a million times better than the past self who completely gave up on growing.
"Are you okay?"
Ishikawa Hayabusa approached.
"Ahh… sorry to interrupt!"
Goto Hitori immediately stood up, using the burst of strength from her survival instinct and her few motor nerves to dash away in an instant.
Excuse me… he's the one disturbing me.
It seems a little difficult to get to know Ichiri. After thinking a bit, Ishikawa Hayabusa gave up on getting to know him first. Besides, his goal is to join the band, and it'll be easier to contact him later. And more importantly, the question is how to join.
First, I should say he knows nothing.
According to the final band setup, it's basically complete and he doesn't want to remove anyone from it.
No, if his true nature were discovered, he'd probably be kicked out, haha.
He thought as he walked toward the school.
I found my class and glanced around after entering. Hmm, it's not the same class as Goto Hitori, which is a shame.
After that, the teacher gave the usual opening speech, introduced himself, and then the students introduced themselves.
Ishikawa Hayabusa crossed his arms over his chest, drumming his fingers on his shoulders, his face full of disgust — he couldn't wait any longer.
We're all so ordinary, and us when we're young?
While he waited, the students around him unconsciously watched their new classmate.
The boys secretly watched the girls as they introduced themselves one by one, and the girls inadvertently glanced at the boys who enriched themselves with various hobbies.
However, the gazes of some people obsessed with appearances gradually turned toward the handsome boy sitting with his arms crossed.
Finally, Ishikawa Hayabusa saw the student in front of him introduce himself and sit down, and it was his turn.
"So please, call the next student."
Hearing the teacher's voice, the boy, extremely proud of every word and action, slowly stood up.
He spoke.
"I'm a pervert."
The voice that comes from the heart is extremely loud.
In class, all students felt that the visual signals they received were completely inconsistent with what they heard.
An entire room of students blinked constantly, refreshing their vision.
Ishikawa Hayabusa looked around like an emperor, and when he saw the incomprehensible looks of his classmates and teachers, he continued.
"Gentlemen, I repeat, I am a pervert. It does not matter if it is a boy or a girl, it does not matter the age, it does not matter if it is organic or inorganic, it does not matter its life structure, chemical composition or physical properties."
He became more and more excited as he spoke, and finally said each word slowly, as if it was the end.
"I like this pervert!"
In the eyes of others, there is only one madman left in this world who is making a lot of noise.
Seeing the stunned look on her face, Ishikawa Hayabusa restrained himself a little with satisfaction and gave a gentle smile.
"It is an honor to be here today and to be your classmates. I hope everyone here can appreciate the beauty of what I am saying with myself."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but wonder if anyone would guess what he meant, but he had already said what needed to be said and that was it.
Then the guy started talking nonsense.
"At the same time, I received my first mission as a high school student: to become the harem king! This is a chance to prove my strength."
He waved his hand with great generosity.
"So! Please sign up enthusiastically, whether for yourself, your brothers and sisters, or your father and mother."
"Everyone, leave the lines to me! Leave them to Ishikami Kawa, the Ishikawa Falcon of the Falcon Cry."
"above."
Ishikawa Hayabusa sent me this.
The world's vocal cords seemed to be dead, and even the chirping of the insects and birds around had stopped.
Until a moment later, the teacher, not knowing how to react, stood paralyzed for a long time, speaking mechanically to the eyes of the even more perplexed students.
"Please... the next student, please."
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