Rock Girl Descends Beside Me!

Nagasaki Sose blinked, turned her head to look at Riki, and found that he wasn't being sarcastic, but genuinely speaking his mind. His eyes held a faint smile as he looked at her, as if congratulating her.

Nagasaki Sose lowered her head and said nothing.

So great, etc... it's all fake.

She didn't have that many good friends at all. She was just trying to act tough in front of Riki. The friends she made at school wouldn't be in contact after school, let alone hang out at each other's houses. Instead, it was Riki, the person she always judged with prejudice, who did all the things friends would do with her.

Whether it was walking home together in the rain, cooking together, or even shopping together, all of it made her very happy.

So when she heard Riki say they were friends, Nagasaki Sose's heart couldn't help but pound violently, making her feel... incredibly delighted.

Why weren't you at Crychic back then?

Then I could have naturally asked you to stay.

My friends are few.

"Sose, what kind of strap do you like... pick this suspender strap, not only is it pink, but it also has cute little cats on it."

"Don't just call my name. This strap is too flashy, and it's embarrassing to wear something like this in front of so many people."

"I think it's fine," Riki said.

If I can give a speech about my animal friends at the UN, it's not impossible for you to wear a cat strap.

Besides, the bass is already quite stealthy. If you don't wear something more eye-catching, no one will call you to the stage after the performance.

Nagasaki Sose looked at Riki and asked, "What kind of strap do you usually use when you perform?"

"A normal black strap," Riki replied.

That's pretty normal. This guy is quite serious when it comes to performing. Nagasaki Sose nodded.

"It has our principal's name written on it."

"...Why?!" Nagasaki Sose's eyes widened. Your school isn't an ordinary university, is it? Can you really just write the principal's name on it so casually?

Would a normal student do this?

"Hold the Son of Heaven to command the feudal lords."

I remember your university is a prestigious one that has exchanges with Tokyo University. What exactly have you been doing there?

Nagasaki Sose's eye twitched, and she sighed deeply. As expected, she and Riki just don't get along. Was the sense of friendship before just an illusion?

As she was thinking, she suddenly saw Riki move a strap from her left shoulder to her right waist and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

Nagasaki Sose dared not move rashly, otherwise her slightly full chest would press directly against Riki's head, and she couldn't let him take advantage of her.

"Don't move, don't move, this is crucial," Riki said as he adjusted the strap's position. "I've noticed when I practice that the strap you use isn't very good. It's not a quality issue, but a length issue. Your chest... is a bit larger than average, so you need a longer strap to avoid it digging in."

You pervert!

Nagasaki Sose's face flushed red, and she glared at Riki.

This guy is definitely taking advantage of her!

Nagasaki Sose clenched her fair fists and raised them high. Suddenly, she realized that the strap Riki had adjusted was indeed good. It didn't feel like the strap was pressing tightly on her shoulders like before. Instead, she felt very relaxed, with the pressure evenly distributed across the entire strap.

What Riki said was actually true, but her fists were already clenched, and she couldn't just drop them after raising them so high.

Nagasaki Sose, her face red and her mouth pouting, stomped on his shoe with great force!

Riki was furious. I was trying to be helpful by picking out a strap for you, and you stomp on me?!

Seeing Riki's face darken, Nagasaki Sose immediately pulled her foot back, turned around, and took the strap she was wearing to the checkout counter. She bought the shoulder strap Riki had recommended.

Putting aside everything else, this disgrace to humanity is quite skilled in music. It's okay to listen to his opinion... Nagasaki Sose muttered to herself.

Just this once.

As Riki waited for Nagasaki Sose to pay, a girl suddenly walked up to him and said with a smile, "Brother, you're really handsome. Can I add you on Line?"

Riki smiled, pointed to his mouth, and shook his head, showing a regretful expression.

"Can't you speak? It's okay, we can communicate by typing," the girl persisted.

Riki patted his pocket, indicating he had no phone and no money.

"You can use my phone to type, I don't mind," the girl said with a smile.

"I do mind," Riki said.

"...?" The girl.

Wait, you can talk?!

The girl's expression changed. Realizing Riki had been acting the whole time, she turned and left with clear displeasure, muttering unhappily, "What are you pretending for? Do you really think you're that handsome?"

Riki didn't mind. He wouldn't get angry with a high school student; it would lower his IQ as a university student. People joke that one university student is equivalent to eight high school students, but no one would truly compare them. High school students have the passion of their age, and university students have the thirst for knowledge of theirs. It's just a difference in age. Only those who are serious become obsessed.

The girl mumbled to herself, and suddenly saw a girl with brown hair, a full chest, and a ladylike aura smiling at her from the doorway: "Do you have any complaints about my friend?"

For some reason, although this brown-haired girl was smiling, she inexplicably exuded a sense of pressure.

"No..." the girl took a step back, stammering.

"Did my friend say something rude just now? If so, please let me apologize," Nagasaki Sose said with a smile, though her eyes held no warmth.

"Um, sorry!!"

The girl fled the shop in a panic, even stumbling in her haste.

Riki watched in surprise and walked over to Nagasaki Sose. "I didn't expect you to have such a strong presence."

Wow, is this the power of a Sakura Girl?

"A girl like that, with her head only full of Love, isn't worth mentioning," Nagasaki Sose said lightly, looking up at Riki. "And you, why are you so easily approached? And then lectured too."

"What could I do? I can't just resort to violence," Riki replied. "How about this, next time I go out, you come with me, and this won't happen again."

"Okay... Not okay! Why should I go out with you? We're not even that close!" Nagasaki Sose retorted, smoothing her brown hair.

"But didn't you just say we were friends?"

"You misheard!"

As Nagasaki Sose was speaking, she suddenly saw someone pass by outside the shop's glass window, who happened to see her.

Wakaba Mutsuki.

Chapter 51: Mutsuki: The Person Sakiko Likes

Whoa, Cucumber Man!

Riki followed Nagasaki Sose's gaze and also saw a near-white color. The girl was petite with a calm expression. At first glance, her pale green hair hung down quietly. Like Nagasaki Sose, she was wearing Tsukinomori's school uniform.

Wakaba Mutsuki, one of the former Crychic members.

"Mutsuki-chan, I didn't expect to see you here. Where are you going?" Nagasaki Sose walked out of the shop, looking gently at Wakaba Mutsuki.

"Sose..." Wakaba Mutsuki stared straight at Nagasaki Sose, her cherry lips slightly parted, then closed, saying nothing.

Nagasaki Sose narrowed her eyes and chuckled, "You're going to see Sakiko-chan, aren't you? How has Sakiko-chan been lately?"

Wakaba Mutsuki lowered her gaze and remained silent, motionless.

"Mutsuki-chan, why aren't you answering? Aren't we good friends..." Nagasaki Sose said with a smile.

The hand at Wakaba Mutsuki's side clenched slightly, and she lowered her head without speaking.

"Thwack!"

"...What are you doing?!" Nagasaki Sose clutched her head, suppressing her anger, her eyes twitching as she looked at Riki behind her.

"Are you pressuring her?" Riki said.

How can we form a band if I'm stuck with vermin like Sose?

Only then did Wakaba Mutsuki look up and see Riki beside her. She whispered, "...Riki?"

Nagasaki Sose's brow furrowed instantly, but she smiled again. "Mutsuki-chan, do you know Riki?"

"Yes, he's the person Sakiko likes," Wakaba Mutsuki said.

Riki's head spun. What is this... Who spread this rumor? All these soldiers have wronged me!

Brother Riki, wipe that smug grin off your face!

Nagasaki Sose smiled, saying nothing.

Just as Riki was about to speak, Nagasaki Sose stepped hard on his foot. Her expression was relaxed, her hands clasped together as she said with a gentle smile, "Mutsuki-chan, you must be mistaken. This guy has a terrible personality, he's incredibly annoying. Sakiko wouldn't like someone like that. Although Sakiko is very close to him, they aren't boyfriend and girlfriend."

You can say what you want, but why are you stepping on my foot?

Are you addicted?

And spreading false information about me!

Are these Sakura Girls bullying me, an outsider?

Wakaba Mutsuki nodded slightly upon hearing this. Nagasaki Sose continued, "Mutsuki-chan, we'll be performing at Ring next week. You can come with Sakiko-chan to watch."

Wakaba Mutsuki nodded. Just then, a black luxury car pulled up beside them. She paused, bowed slightly to Nagasaki Sose and Riki, got into the car, and left.

Is this what a true Celestial Dragon young lady is like? Riki marveled, so different from the nouveau riche young lady beside him.

"I'm sorry for being a nouveau riche," Nagasaki Sose said coldly. "You've got everything you want to say written all over your face."

"Are you angry?" Riki asked.

"...I'm not angry," Nagasaki Sose replied with a charming smile.

"Really not angry?"

"Of course not."

"That's good," Riki nodded. "Then can you stop stepping on my foot?"

Nagasaki Sose snorted and withdrew her foot, narrowing her eyes at Riki. "Although I think it's impossible, you and Sakiko-chan aren't actually boyfriend and girlfriend, are you?"

"In terms of feelings, our close relationship is like family."

"That's not actually the case," Nagasaki Sose said calmly.

If you insist on saying that, then so be it.

You're right.

"Also, you should..." Nagasaki Sose stopped halfway through, blushing suddenly, and stammered, "You haven't kissed anyone before, right?"

Wait, why are you bringing up my painful past?

What's the point of asking such a meaningless question?

Riki's face darkened.

Noticing Riki's darkened expression, Nagasaki Sose guessed that he definitely hadn't kissed anyone before, and her mood instantly brightened. The corners of her lips curved into a happy arc.

No, why am I happy?

Nagasaki Sose suddenly realized and frowned at Riki.

Right, it must be because I'm happy to see this annoying guy has no one who likes him.

Nagasaki Sose's tightly furrowed brows immediately relaxed, and her mood improved significantly.

"Buzzz—"

Nagasaki Sose's phone rang. She glanced at it and answered, "Hello, Mom... Huh? You're hurt?!"

Riki immediately looked over.

Nagasaki Sose listened to the phone with a tense expression. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, you were just scraped by a bicycle? Okay, no problem. I can handle things at home. I have a helpful guy here."

He's probably not talking about me.