Kita Ikuyo, who was in the same class as Ishikawa Hayabusa, didn't come to her senses until the end of class.
This declaration is much more independent than the Declaration of Independence. It went beyond independence and seems to have transcended humanity and then began to exclude it.
This handsome boy has the word "me" written all over his face.
And as she expected, after class, no student dared to approach Ishikawa Hayabusa.
During this period, which was more conducive to interacting with colleagues, Ishikawa Hayabusa didn't mind being alone. He would rest his chin on his notebook, thinking and writing from time to time.
Its background is the dazzling blue sky outside the window. Under the bright sky, everyone's figures are blurred, but their existence is not obscured by the light.
With a tall, straight body and long legs stretched forward, he seems extremely focused on thinking, even his eyelashes are motionless, and his slender hands with distinct bones on the fingers are casually fixing his hair when he is not writing.
"Kita-chan, Kita-chan."
A friend who approached awakened Kita Ikuyo's consciousness.
Kita Ikuyo was stunned for a moment, but immediately smiled and said to her friend:
"Sorry, I lost my temper."
"That's the bad guy, isn't it possible that Kita-chan is the type who only looks at appearances?"
The stylish JK sitting next to Kita Ikuyo's desk teased.
The other JK, who was holding a cell phone and touching the screen with his fingers, said with a look of surprise and disbelief.
"But I heard that he was a student the school had worked really hard to invite. He was ranked in the top ten in the country and even won a gold medal in the elementary school track and field competition. Look."
She showed the phone to both of them.
Kita Ikuyo and Fashion JK approached, and as she said, the man holding a medal and with a slight smile on his face on the phone was none other than Ishikawa Hayabusa.
"Eh... do people who are good at studying have some problem with their brain?"
The elegant JK couldn't help but complain.
Kita Ikuyo waved her hand playfully and said jokingly.
"That's too much. You should apologize to the other people who study well."
It was only when the class was divided into several distinct groups that Ishikawa Hayabusa noticed Kita Ikuyo, who was standing in the center of the group, beaming a smile.
But at that moment, he had no intention of interacting with Kita Ikuyo. After his first impression of her had been so bad, he just needed to do his best and be good enough.
And he also has to consider the band.
Lead guitar, rhythm guitar, bass, drums.
He only got a brief glimpse of the band's composition. Also, it looks like a keyboard might be added. Speaking of which, why isn't there an ending to the band?
He looked and it seemed like the keyboard could simulate other sounds, or even replace other instruments.
While it may not be an army in itself, it is still a very interesting instrument.
He was somewhat interested.
Just ask after class and see if they allow people with no experience to join.
By the way, isn't there a newbie in the band who doesn't even know the difference between bass and guitar?
It shouldn't be a big problem.
He's not so dumb that he can't even tell the difference between a guitar and a bass. No matter how similar the two things look, he can still tell them apart.
why.
He would ask the clerk.
Soon, with the ringing of bells throughout the school, the first day of high school came to an end.
Students of the same age quickly formed small groups based on common topics, formed their own safe zone, and happily went to various entertainment venues.
Until the end, no one dared to speak to Ishikawa Hayabusa, who claimed to be a pervert, but that was also what he wanted.
He grabbed his bag and prepared to head to Shimokitazawa to see if he could find the others who had broken up the band.
"Ishikawa-kun, please come to the staff room for a moment."
At this moment, the teacher, who had been worried all day, waved and called Ishikawa Hayabusa to the classroom door with a reluctant look.
Ishikawa Hayabusa walked slowly.
"Sorry, teacher. I have something else to do later. If you have anything to say, we can talk tomorrow at lunch, okay?"
Although there was a hint of apology in his tone, it didn't show on his face. Instead, he looked calm.
"Ah... okay, no problem."
The teacher, who was completely suppressed by Ishikawa Hayabusa, nodded shyly and hurriedly left.
Ishikawa Hayabusa looked at the teacher's retreating back, his gaze lingering for a while.
He remembered that the teacher's name was Ishida Yu.
A teacher who graduated a few years ago.
Shimokitazawa is a place full of character and novelty, with antiques, second-hand clothing stores and a variety of specialty shops flourishing here.
After entering here, Ishikawa Hayabusa felt that he saw more and more people carrying musical instruments and wearing artistic clothing.
At the same time, because of school, many students attended.
This scene left Ishikawa Hayabusa extremely tormented.
Please hold back, the pervert in me, I have to meet some girls for the first time soon, if I explode here, I'll be doomed!
Just go through this alley and walk this way.
You can get there!
Before coming, Ishikawa Hayabusa had already checked out the location of the Starry store. This live house, which has been open for five or six years, has received many compliments and gives the impression of being run with great care.
Coming out of the alley, I turned around and saw a lowered staircase on the side of a tall building.
Ishikawa Hayabusa didn't come down. He knew that the store officially opened at 5:00 p.m., and it was still a little before 4:00 p.m.
He walked to the side of the road, leaned against the wall, looked at the band's information on his cell phone, and waited for the two or one person who would inevitably pass by.
The wind in early spring is still a bit cold, but the fresh wind brings the distant sound of the guitar, the laughter of young people, and a slight chill.
Not long after, a blonde, red-eyed woman wearing a black shirt and vertical striped pants approached. She gave Ishikawa Hayabusa a cold look, but didn't pay him much attention. She turned and walked downstairs.
Not much time passed again.
"I'll have my sister post the flyers later... I can't wait to see who joins us."
"Well, there must be some interesting people coming."
Ishikawa Hayabusa raised his head.
Not far from me, a blonde girl was holding a pamphlet with a bright smile and was happily communicating with a girl in the same grade, who had shoulder-length hair and a somewhat androgynous appearance.
interesting?
Ishikawa Hayabusa thought about it and nodded silently.
There is no funnier guy in the world than him, in terms of perversion.
They've finally arrived and it's time to begin the story of their youth.
Ishikawa Hayabusa stood up, patted himself on the back, and walked straight towards the two girls.
"Hello, I just heard that you're planning to recruit members..."
As Ishikawa Hayabusa spoke, he suddenly realized that the two girls had not mentioned recruiting members. He looked at the bass carried by the blue-haired girl at shoulder length and changed his mind.
"Recruiting band members?"
"So fast!"
Ijichi Nijika couldn't help but cry out in surprise; she hadn't even put up the flyers yet.
She quickly glanced at Yamada Ryo beside her, and Yamada Ryo calmly looked at Ishikawa Hayabusa.
"Guitarist?"
Ishikawa Hayabusa immediately understood what he meant, smiled and waved his hand.
"I'm a complete layman and I want to learn to play the keyboard.
I'm currently planning to join a band to experience and understand the band atmosphere better."
"Keyboardist... that's difficult without basic skills."
Yamada Ryo shook his head slightly, but did not explicitly refuse.
Seeing that Ryo didn't seem to be disgusted, Nijika smiled and clapped his hands gently to welcome the audience.
"Well, don't just stand there, let's go into the starry sky and talk first."
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