"Ikusaku Kawakami!"

I opened my eyes in a daze, not the familiar computer screen, but white and flawless, except for a few lonely desks scattered around.

"This is ......"

I was about to stand up, but I found myself tied to a chair with all sorts of flowers, unable to move at all.

"Ikusaku Kawakami! You are convicted!"

Strange voices echoed from all directions again, making me want to cry without tears.

No, big brother, what crime did I commit? Even if I die, can I be a ghost?

"Kawakami Yusaku, sinful! The first crime: seducing an ignorant girl; The second sin: indulging the family to be rotten; Sin 3: Sleeping in math class! The crime is heinous, and the people and gods are outraged, and now, the death penalty is imposed, and it will be executed immediately!"

I didn't—I didn't! I can accept the last two sins or something, what the hell is the first one! Who am I going to lie to, hey!

"Stop talking nonsense, go down to you!"

As soon as the empty words fell, the surrounding area shattered like impacted glass, and I suddenly felt empty under my feet, and with it, an endless sense of falling.

「…… I didn't...... Didn't deceive the ignorant girl......

"Ikusaku Kawakami."

"I really don't have ......."

"Ikusaku Kawakami!"

With a blow to the head, I reflexively stood up to meet the eyes of my math teacher.

"Does it smell good to sleep?"

「…… To be honest, I had nightmares."

「…… Go to the toilet and wash your face, read that you are a first-time offender, come back after washing and continue to class, don't sleep again."

The math teacher pinched her eyebrows and sighed, and very skillfully kicked me out of the classroom, it seems that I have done this kind of thing before.

I honestly went to the toilet to wash my face, and when I came back, I stopped by and looked at the second shift through the window. I saw Goto, who was sitting in the back row, writhing his body uneasily, his eyes wandering, and he didn't pay attention to the lecture at first glance.

I turned on my phone and looked at the time, and it was only ten minutes before the end of class, so what should I do when I go back? Touching the fish is not active, there is a problem with the mind!

I resolutely turned back and hid in the dark corner of the stairs playing with my mobile phone, usually in order to fish at the first opportunity, I also paid special attention to all the cameras in the school, only the angle of this place is not visible from any angle, it is simply the perfect hiding place.

It didn't take long for the bell to ring, and I saw that there were still some games that had not been cleaned up every day, so I lay down on the desk stacked here and continued to play happily.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of Suosuo in my ears, and my heart was shocked. Is it the first time you've been caught like this?!

I glanced sideways slightly with a fluke mentality, and saw a familiar mass of pink hair squatting against the corner, making a "head squatting defense" movement, and a large amount of steam was still bubbling from my head.

Why is Goto-san here? And where does this unscientific steam come from?!

When I thought of Yidizhi's magnetic levitation dull hair, I suddenly felt very reasonable. Come on, this is really cool, okay! It's in line with my vision of the future of technology...... No, the topic is far away.

I was about to say hello, but I saw Goto-san, who was full of tatters, pick up the guitar he was carrying with him, and muttered something that I couldn't understand, such as "Please listen to "I'm Trash", "New Song: Double Black History, Poki Version". Then he began to play and sing to himself:

"The ever-increasing psychological shadow of a melancholy day,

The negative inheritance that I have that is not needed,

Whenever I think of this, I secretly cry alone.

Dark cry,

My History.

It would be nice to laugh it all at one day.

Thank you for your Encore (one more time)!!"

Yes...... I cried so much, and even though I was really good at playing, I was still thinking about what was going on, and it looked like I had been hit hard.

Bang Bang Bang!

"Awesome—so impressive! Goto-san's guitar is so good!"

The sudden applause startled me, and I unconsciously got up, and unsurprisingly let my head touch the ceiling of the staircase.

"It hurts!"

Like a knocked gourd, I rolled off my desk. I wasn't wearing any invisibility cloak, so I was rightfully seen by the two.

"Huh?! When is Kawakami-kun—?"

"Why is Kawakami-san here?"

"Ah...... I'm lost in the direction of my life, just treat me as air."

It was obviously impossible to act as air or something, so I had to honestly explain to them why I was here.

「…… Math teachers are going to be very sad, aren't they?"

"I think he's strong enough inside."

I didn't consciously stand up and pat the dust on my body, I slept in math class because I changed the song, is it important to have work in math class or something, there is no doubt that I can say out loud: NO!

"Anyway, you also heard Goto-san's Yoshikoko! The lyrics are a bit weird, but they're really nice!"

"Huh? What? No, I ......."

I didn't care about the panicked Goto-san, and I responded as a matter of course:

"Of course, after all, she's also a band member now, how can she be a band if she can't do it?"

"That's really the case~"

Kita-san looked excitedly at Goto-san who was about to break:

"Now, Goto-san! Do you play any other tunes? I'd like to hear it again!"

「…… Speaking of which, why is Kita-san here?"

"Ah...... Is this one? When I was just out of class, Goto-san's appearance was that something was going on......

It turns out that Goto-san, too, will take the initiative to find someone?!

Seeing that I looked like I had seen a ghost, Goto-san's immediately explained in a panic:

"Ah...... Our band is looking for the band's Ji Singer...... That's what I heard Kawakami-kun say you know how to play a guitar, so I said......

"I see...... I'm sorry, Goto-san, I can't join your band."

"Ahh No...... Although I am very introverted and gloomy, the other members are very sunny......

And it's a warm workplace with endless laughter......

"No, no, no, I don't hate Goto-san."

Kita-san smiled and waved his hand, but Goto-san was still immersed in his own world, and continued with a melancholy expression:

"I go to a barbecue every weekend, a ball tournament every six months, and a high-end black car after the performance......

「…… I hate this kind of band that is too much of a band to be too busy and not doing a good job."

"No, no, it's not as exaggerated as Goto-san said...... Actually, it's a normal band......

Seeing that Goto-san's more and more outrageous it became, I had to jump out and explain. Kita-san saw me explain, and his face softened slightly:

"I don't mean that. That one...... I'll tell you the truth, I don't know how to play a guitar at all."

"Huh?"