Chapter 112

Kita was stunned for a moment, then stared blankly at Ishikawa Hayato.

Given her appearance, Ishikawa Hayato had no doubt that if she had a gun, she would have emptied the magazine from his body.

"That's not what I meant!"

While he was playing tricks on the two of them, Nijika had already pushed open the door and was sighing.

She stood with her hands on her hips, her face serious, as if this was the important thing.

"It's a T-shirt! Since we didn't have any good ideas before, the T-shirts are based on my design."

"This is the result!"

As she spoke, she stepped aside, revealing the coolness behind her.

Ryo also stepped forward to show off the T-shirt she was wearing.

"Clang clang."

When Kita saw Ryo wearing a T-shirt with the band's logo, Kita eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately forgot about his earlier antics.

She quickly took out her phone and started taking pictures of Liang.

"The design is amazing! Did Ijichi-senpai design all of this himself?"

Liang also cooperated by posing as her model.

After being praised, Nijika smiled smugly with her hands on her hips, her ahoge (a single strand of hair sticking up) twitching.

"Hmph, I'm also quite good at design and drawing."

"Stop chatting, everyone, put them on, everyone put them on."

Ishikawa Hayato glanced at Liang's clothes and urged her anxiously.

"That's true, everyone should try them on."

Nijika was unaware of Ishikawa Hayato's sinister intentions. As she spoke, she walked out of the rehearsal room and retrieved several T-shirts, still in their packaging bags, from the doorway.

Back in the room, I distributed the sizes to everyone.

Ishikawa Hayato received the T-shirt, unpacked it, and sat down in a corner, pretending to admire it.

He held his T-shirt high, like a ninja concealing his presence, to cover his face.

Nijika watched with a happy smile as Bocchi and Kita took the T-shirts out of the packaging bag, but then she saw them suddenly stop and look in the other direction.

Nijika also looked over.

In the corner, Ishikawa Hayato sat motionless.

Doesn't this person have any self-awareness at all?!

Nijika's beautiful red eyes instantly turned completely black.

She walked over quietly, tiptoed, peeked out from above her T-shirt, stared at Ishikawa Hayato, and said softly.

"Falcon~kun~"

"Aaaaaah!"

Ishikawa Hayato was startled by her sudden appearance, and the T-shirt he was holding trembled.

Then, he was grabbed by the collar and thrown out of the rehearsal room by Nijika.

"A girl is changing clothes! You go change outside!"

After yelling and closing the door, Nijika paused for several seconds before suddenly opening it again to close it.

"You're not allowed to change in the lobby, go to the restroom!"

"I threw Ishikawa Hayato out of the rehearsal room, "Nijika clapped her hands and complained.

"Really, we can't leave Hayato-kun even the slightest chance."

The three of them quickly changed into T-shirts while Liang was guarding the door, and Liang also stepped back from the door.

Soon, as Kita was taking a selfie with a peace sign, a muffled tapping sound came from the doorway.

Nijika, who was wondering why Ishikawa Hayato Nijika been gone for so long, was stunned when she heard this voice.

Is that Ishikawa Hayato outside the door? Why is he knocking?!

She walked over in surprise and opened the door.

Ishikawa Hayato stood at the door.

Nijika stared at him in shock, but when she saw Ishikawa Hayato clearly, she was taken aback.

She hadn't really noticed before Ishikawa Hayato hadn't changed his clothes, but she immediately noticed after he did.

Ishikawa Hayato has grown his hair long.

His casually tousled hair slightly obscured the sharpness in his eyes, giving him a lazy air.

Unlike his previous crisp and sharp style, he now exudes a lazy and carefree youthful charm, perfectly concealing his former toughness.

She felt her heart skip a beat, but she quickly shut out the feeling.

Nijika asked with a smile.

"Hayato-kun, why did you take so long?"

Ishikawa Hayato looked up, savoring the moment with a perverted air.

"I was immersed in the joy of wearing the same style of clothes as the beautiful girls."

Nijika sighed. She should have known. If she didn't ask seriously, this guy would never be serious.

Ishikawa Hayato walked past her, and Nijika turned around as well. She was taken aback when she saw Kita and Bocchi.

She glanced at Ryo again; Ryo was looking calmly at Ishikawa Hayato, but when she saw him, she quickly looked away.

Nijika always felt that in the future, she would also have to worry about the emotional state of the band members.

A sense of sadness inexplicably welled up in her heart.

But before the atmosphere became awkward, she clasped her hands together to make a sound as a warning.

"So, is everyone ready?"

The other four people looked at her.

Seeing everyone wearing the same style of clothes, Nijika truly felt a sense of unity and raised her hand with a smile.

Our first serious performance!

"It will definitely succeed."

Ishikawa Hayato added on her behalf.

"Oh~"

The girls responded happily, looking forward to the performance in a few days.

The torrential rain seemed to be nature demonstrating its power, bringing fierce winds and torrential rain to the world.

The vast world and the empty sky were now filled with powerful and continuous raindrops that were everywhere.

The raindrops were blown into pieces by the hurricane, constantly hitting the ground where they had pooled into a river, and the river-like rainwater gurgled and seeped into the road drains.

The sky was so gloomy it was terrifying, as if the end of the world was imminent.

This is the weather forecast for the day of the performance.

Bocchi stood dumbfounded at his doorstep, watching all of this.

"Hitori, is that alright?"

Behind her, she could hear her parents' worried voices.

Bocchi turned around, looked at the worried expressions on their faces, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled.

"Hmm, it's okay."

Bocchi's parents looked at their daughter's reaction in surprise, exchanged glances, and then couldn't help but smile.

They can clearly see the changes and growth that Bocchi has undergone.

Just as Bocchi wrapped the violin case in a waterproof bag, put on his raincoat, and grabbed an umbrella, ready to brave the heavy rain and head out...

A blue Toyota pulled up in front of her house.

While she was still in surprise, Ishikawa Hayato rolled down the car window despite the heavy rain. He didn't say much, just waved and said...

"Bocchi, come up here."

Bocchi's face, which had been somewhat hesitant, immediately lit up with surprise, and he quickly ran over.

He quickly slipped into the car through the door that Ishikawa Hayato had opened.

The car door closed.

After Bocchi entered, Ishikawa Hayato rolled down the car windows a little more and called out to Bocchi's parents.

"Uncle and Aunt, don't worry, I'll protect Hitori. It's raining heavily, please go back inside."

When Bocchi's mother saw this, she smiled happily.

"Calling Mother-in-law' is perfectly fine too."

"The child's mother!?" Bocchi's father exclaimed in surprise.

97. Tree

The raincoat, still wet from the rain, was neatly folded and placed on the car floor mat. Water droplets slid off the raincoat and soaked the floor mat.

But Bocchi didn't notice this terrifying thing; she simply hunched her legs together and shrunk her shoulders to make herself appear even smaller.

She did this because, in this not-so-large car interior, besides herself and Ishikawa Hayato, there was also Ishikawa Hayato's father, who was driving.

The last time I met his father at Ishikawa Hayato's house, it was just a fleeting glance, but this time we were at a distance where we could have a direct conversation.

When Bocchi saw Ishikawa Jinpei, he panicked and wavered in his decision.

It was so sudden; she hadn't prepared a prepared speech.

This is considered meeting the parents, right? How should I say it? I should... greet them first.

Ishikawa Hayato's father... how should he be addressed?

Bocchi's eyes darted around absently, then quickly settled, and she frantically raised her voice to call out.

"Dad... uh!"

As if he had expected this, Ishikawa Hayato reached out and covered her mouth. His expression was blank. Bocchi's surprise for him was really nothing to be surprised about.

If she shouted that out loud, it would probably give the old man driving in front of her a huge fright.

The car might even be driven into the ditch.

As he pondered this, he noticed the sensation in his hand.

Bocchi's lips were soft, yet the corners were as chewy as candy, arousing a desire to tease him. His cheeks were as smooth as a peeled hard-boiled egg.

But...

Ishikawa Hayato looked at her face.

She had clearly realized the problem with how she addressed him, and her expression had turned into a 6-9.

Ishikawa Hayato reached out another hand, intending to take advantage of her while simultaneously helping her recover, and pinched her cheeks with both hands.

"Ah."

Bocchi suddenly opened his bright eyes and came to his senses.

Ishikawa Hayato withdrew his hand, sighed, pointed to his father in front of him, and said to Bocchi.

"Ignore him, just treat the person in front as a driving tool."

He had barely finished speaking when a furious curse rang out from ahead.