Where did Kikuri-senpai go......

Looking at the messy party room, I couldn't help but sigh deeply. After last night's performance, I was unsurprisingly pulled into an izaka...... Even though he is a minor but patronizes this kind of place every day, won't the conscience of Kikuri's predecessors hurt?

Digging out of a large pile of garbage, she pulled out her eighth-generation Super Invincible Sake Swallowing Boy EX, wiped the oil stains on it with a handkerchief and handed it to the izakaya manager, and I walked out of the izakaya with my numb legs.

Why don't you bring it back to her and give it to the store manager? That's of course, because even if you send her a message and make a call, there is a high probability that the drunken Kikuri seniors won't see it, and when you pat your head and remember that you fell in an izaka, you rush back to find it...... I'm already very experienced! Eight times out of ten!

"Speaking of which...... Did she sell out of tickets in One Mile?"

From the trouser pocket to the end of the band's performance ticket, it's been almost a month before the performance, and Xiao Erli and Jimiheng can't be counted, plus Goto's parents and I also have three tickets to sell......

Although I've tried to forcibly pull Qingtian to see it, it seems that the previous act of confiscating her snacks and figure games made her angry, and she hasn't paid attention to me for a long time......

My mother will come over after a while, and she will definitely not be able to count on it.

I'm really sorry, Ichiri, I'm also a cripple with no friends......

「…… Later, I'll go back to Shinjuku FOLT and ask Shima-senpai and Eliza-senpai if they'd like to come and see."

The izakaya is not very far from my home, so I decided to walk to breathe in the fresh air outside, and the smell of alcohol was all over my body, and it would be bad if I went home and was mistaken for drinking on a sunny day......

Well? What is this man doing?

I looked out of my eyes at the girl who was hiding behind a telephone pole and peeping at me...... No, what do I have to keep track of?

I tried to take two steps forward, and she moved to the corner of a dark alley and poked her head out to stare at me.

？？？

I'm a little baffled, it can't be love at first sight, right? And it looks very small...... This is not good, and if you are seen by the police, you will not be able to explain it clearly.

After making up my mind, I immediately walked quickly to the dark alley not far away, entered through the blind corner of her perspective, and crouched in to wait quietly...... Although this behavior is a bit like an idiot.

After about a few minutes, the girl who was looking around outside appeared in my sight, and I crept up behind her back and patted her on the shoulder.

"Woo-woo!!"

Ah, I was so scared that I blew up......

"Is there anything wrong?"

I took two steps back to keep my distance and asked, a little helplessly.

"Whew...... I'm scared to death......" The girl patted her barren chest and gasped slightly, with a little tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I...... I'm Aiko Sato! Profession is copywriting! Here's my business card! I guess this is Mr. Ikusaku Kawakami, who recently joined SICK HACK...... Please...... Please advise!"

The girl named Aiko Sato bowed 90 degrees to me with her eyes closed and handed out her business card, and I took it and glanced at it a few times, and the corners of my mouth twitched.

Can this kind of child's graffiti with [Freelance Writer: Poison ♡ Dark] written on cheap white paper be called a business card?

「…… Miss Sato is seventeen?"

"No...... Actually, it's twenty-three......

As if poking at her sore spot, she fell to her knees and sobbed:

"It's twenty-three years old and still nothing...... Damn——! I don't want to be such a worthless garbage writer! If you can do it...... Of course I want to be the editor of a guitar magazine like Rocking......

"Two, twenty-three? I can't see it at all...... At first glance, I thought it was a junior high school student......

"Is it a junior high school student?!"

Hearing my words, Aiko Sato immediately got up from the ground and smiled:

"Since you can be seen as a middle school student...... That means I'm still so cute...... Hey, hey, hey...... Let's change the self-title from today to 14 years old......

"So...... Is there something Miss Sato is looking for me?"

I'm not going to mention Aiko Sato's clumsy tracking skills just now, if I did, the topic would have to fly out of the clouds......

「…… Yes! Yes, yes, I actually wanted to interview you......

Aiko Sato took out a pen and paper from her satchel, pointed them at me and said seriously:

"May I ask ......?"

"Wait, wait! I'm sorry, but I'm not going to be interviewed!"

I immediately interrupted her and turned around and left, in case I asked some strange questions, I answered and turned around and wrote with oil and vinegar, and the band seniors had to tear me apart......

"Huh??? Why! Mr. Kawakami, don't go!"

My thighs suddenly sank, and I turned my head in surprise to look at Aiko Sato, who was clinging to my thighs below, is it necessary to fight so hard?!

"Woo...... Please, Mr. Kawakami...... It was not easy to squat down to interview the members of the famous band...... If I give up, I'll probably have to stay in that place where birds don't for the rest of my life......

「…… You, you get up first...... Let's get up first and talk about ......."

The people around me are not blind, and when they saw the two of us like this, they gradually stopped eating melons. In order to keep my reputation for the rest of my life, I had to admit to Aiko Sato's scoundrel practices.

「…… So Mr. Kawakami agreed?!"

Seeing that I was relieved, Aiko Sato immediately jumped up from the ground.

"At least you can't talk about it on the street, can you? Is it okay to have coffee?"

"Uh-huh! Let's go~"

……

Sitting in the coffee shop, I took a sip of mocha and kept dealing with Aiko Sato's questions.

Fortunately, she also knew that she shouldn't ask the bottom line of this kind of interview, but just asked questions about the band's future performance arrangements and when the new album and merchandise will be released.

It's quite a work ethic...... It's even better if you're not a stalker.

「…… Thank you for your willingness to answer my question, Mr. Kawakami, that's all I want to ask." Aiko Sato put down the coffee in her hand and bowed her head slightly to thank me.

What, isn't that something you can do quietly......

「…… On the contrary, I was a little surprised, and I thought that Miss Sato would ask me some strange questions."

"How so?! I'm never going to ask about those things! That's the bottom line as a copywriter!"

Aiko Sato refuted my words with some excitement, and then twisted a little:

"If Mr. Kawakami is willing...... Can I add a line?"

"Of course, this is my LINE number......

I didn't think much of it, and happily told her the number, but I still like this kind of "reporter", at least I don't hate it.

"Thank you! …… Then see you next time, Mr. Kawakami! I'll be back!"

Aiko Sato, who got up from her chair and bowed deeply to me, rushed to the door like a runaway......

"Be careful...... There's ...... there."

Bang!

Before I could finish speaking, Miss Sato tripped over the threshold very gorgeously and fell......

…… I'd better take back that quietness.