[Comprehensive] Why do I like you

Yukimura Seichi is really the prince in the hearts of all girls. It seems that there is nothing hard to get him, and he has a good personality and is gentle with others. When meeting someone like him, it is too easy to fall in love.

"Hehe, it's the first time I know that you can draw the outline of a character's head like this. Letting you copy it and letting you make it yourself are two different things. It turns out that Nainasan has never listened to what I said. It's a pity. Next time Don't listen to me, Tsina Nasan, just draw it yourself, maybe there will be better works."

The man in front of him had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth were like arrows, piercing into her heart one after another.

"Look at your lines and outlines. Are you planning to change your style or something? Are you ignoring the edges and corners? Or, it turns out that Nainasan already thinks that he draws very well, so there is no need to carry out the so-called Have you dealt with the details?"

Who will tell her that Yukimura Seichi is gentle and considerate!She must smear his/her face with ink!

Nana Komatsu lowered her head obediently, holding in her hand a painting that was criticized by Seiichi Yukimura as useless.

In fact, she also handles these details very well, after all, she is very good at picking out details.

It's just that the figure painting, which is also copied from the painting and transformed into his own style, is simply horrible compared to the almost perfect homework handled by Yukimura.

"I'm sorry...I'll change it again..."

"If you think such a finished painting is suitable for re-editing, then you can continue to work hard, but I will not give you any further evaluation. This assignment, I will give you 60 points to pass. Do you have any opinions?"

Yukimura folded his arms around his chest, stared at the girl in front of him with her head bowed in frustration, and shook her head helplessly.

"No problem...Senior, how about I draw another...?"

Nana raised her head, glanced at Yukimura secretly, and asked cautiously.

Yukimura shook his head: "No need, you go to your competition first, the new round of special topics is over?"

Nana nodded: "Well, the theme is 'wind' and I have no idea what to do."

The pretty palm patted Nana's shoulder, and Yukimura gave her an encouraging look: "Come on, now in our school, only you and our senior from this year will enter the finals."

"Don't worry, I will never let you down, Mr. Jingshi."

Talking about her own game, Nana smiled again on her face, as if the person who was hit just now was not her.

Yukimura shook his head in disapproval, and turned to sort out his drawing book: "You can't say that, I didn't expect anything, just to see how far you can go, you shouldn't let people down, it's you You are right."

Recently, an underground rock band appeared in the sky in Tokyo. The four members covered their faces with different masks and raided various bars and parties. They were regarded as special guests and had an amazing scene. Heat up the atmosphere and get everyone excited, waving their hands and shaking their bodies.

When Nana heard this legend for the first time, she was looking for reference books in the library. The two girls standing next to her were covering their faces and talking excitedly. They tried to lower their voices, considering that this is a library , but the emotions that were suppressed in the low voice were clearly expressed.

"I like the one who plays the bass best! The blue hair is so flowing, and those eyes are so handsome! And have you noticed, his hands are also very beautiful, slender, fair, and well-defined, my God, I wish I could With such hands, I must not wash my hands for a month!"

"You hand fetish! That bass player looks very young, maybe younger than us! I like the drummer better, wearing a pair of sunglasses, sitting silently at the back, like a backing existence, that flexible percussion The hands beating the drums, the unsmiling appearance, the shiny top of the head, wow! I like it so much!!"

"Call me weird, you are the weirdest! How can you like the bald man? Tsk tsk tsk, my bass player is obviously the most handsome~"

"But according to me, the lead singer is actually the most handsome, right?"

"That's right! The most handsome one is indeed the female lead singer. I'm so envious of her explosive power. It's exciting to sing. The bar I went to that day happened to be raided by their band. When I heard the lead singer singing , I’m shaking all over, okay! If it wasn’t because I’m a girl, I would definitely fall in love with this lead singer!”

"I'm already in love~~~"

"That's enough, Mei Yazi, you're the first to commit a nympho on a woman."

"Hehehe, because he's really handsome!"

Nana couldn't hear the words behind, because they had gradually walked away.

She was holding a few books in her arms, and she was still picking books on the shelf, but in fact her thoughts had drifted to the topic they were talking about.

The bass player with blue hair, the drummer with bald sunglasses, and the handsome female lead singer are all familiar.This combination, if I guess correctly, should be the band she knows, right?

Nana, Taishi, Nobuo, and Shinichi...

I haven't seen them for a long time, how are you doing now?

Since the start of the blast training, Nana has not been in touch with them except for maintaining emails with Shinichi once a week.One of the reasons is because of being busy. Nana is busy here, and Nana and the others are also busy. Occasionally, when Nana wakes up the next day and checks her phone, she will find that Shinichi’s email was sent at two or three o’clock in the middle of the night. I don't know if they haven't slept so late because they are practicing.

It was a rare phone call with Nana, and within a short time, Mr. Nanzhu, who claimed to be his manager, hung up. Nana had no choice but to rely on the emails sent to her by Shinichi to understand their daily life.

"Drip drip."

The mobile phone in his pocket suddenly remembered, awakening Nana who was immersed in his own thoughts, took out the mobile phone, there was an unread text message, Nana carried the selected information book, walked to the seat by the window, clicked on the message .

[re: Nana

Good afternoon Nana-san~, guess where we are?It’s been so long since the surprise performance, I can finally take a breather. Tonight’s performance is at the Dark Tail Bar, which is very close to room 707, isn’t it?Nana-san, will you come over?We haven't seen each other for a long time!Nana-san misses us~ Nana misses you so much!Of course, I really want it too~ So, come over tonight, I will give you a big surprise!

: Shinichi-kun]

surprise?

Nana's attention has been kept on these two words, and she can't help but start thinking about what kind of surprise it will be, and then start to fantasize, overthrowing it over and over again, shaking her head like a fool and saying, "En no Maybe' blushed again and continued to think.

The book spread out on the table has not opened a single page, and it has been staying in the place where it was just opened. The girl sitting at the table can't wait for the night to come.

then......

Nai Nai, who rushed to the Dark Tail Bar after dinner, faced the bartender's surprised eyes, hugged her huge drawing board, found a quiet corner close to the stage, ordered a glass of boiled water, and sat quietly.

It was only after six o'clock in the evening. Although the night had already fallen, there was still some time before the real night. At this time, there were not many people in the bar at all, except for the waiter who was the bartender wiping the glass, and even the DJ stage in the middle of the stage. Also deserted.

Anwei is obviously a bar famous for its popularity, but at this moment it is like those quiet bars, playing soothing piano music, and the interior is lit with dim but not dim lights, giving people a drowsy feeling.

It was only then that Nana understood why when she first came in, everyone who passed by her looked at her strangely.Maybe she was the first one to sit at the bar so early!

Nana, who never came to the bar, didn't know what to do. The mobile phone was no fun, because the person who wanted to get a reply didn't have time at the moment; she didn't bring a book.

Are you going to be in a daze?

......

After sitting quietly for half an hour, Nai Nai, who was in a daze for half an hour, slumped on the comfortable sofa as if her whole body had been emptied.

It's really not suitable for her to be in a daze. This feeling of counting the time is really uncomfortable qaq.

After hesitating for a long time, Nana took out her sketchbook, put it on the drawing board, took out a pen, and drew everything that came into her eyes.

Even if others think it's strange, forget it, I really don't know when I'll have to wait!

Time passed by every minute and every second. While Nana was concentrating on sketching the surrounding scenes, more and more people entered the bar. I don’t know when someone was standing there playing discs on the DJ stage. The regular music made people People couldn't help shaking their heads.

The noisy voice was getting louder and louder, even though Nana was really attentive, she was still disturbed.

Painting in this environment is really asking for trouble.

Speechless, Nana had no choice but to pack up her things, and then hugged Bai Kai, who had turned into cold water, and watched the first band to go on stage to prepare for a performance——when will blast come~~~~

"Wow, so handsome!"

"That won't be!"

"Oh! It's blast!"

"Queen Queen Queen!!!"

A scream suddenly sounded, and the irritated Nana couldn't help but put her hand over her ears, but some words infiltrated into her brain one by one.

blast?Queen?

She suddenly raised her head and looked towards the nearby stage. The woman wearing a silver-white patterned eyepatch had short, dashing hair. Even the eyepatch couldn't cover her bright black eyes like swirling swirls. smile...

Who else would it be if it wasn't Nana!

Nana stood up suddenly, as if she were two people with the drowsy she who had been quarreled just now, she clenched her hands excitedly, and stared at the stage with wide eyes.

Nana was standing next to the microphone, Nobuo was holding a guitar with a smile on his lips, Shinichi was holding a bass and looked extremely indifferent, and Taishi was sitting at the back and looked the most serious and disciplined.

The feelings of a few people seem to have changed, but they don't seem to have changed. Nana really can't tell the difference.

She was just like the people on the side, trying to get closer to them, trying to raise her head to look up at them, and looked at the four people with greedy eyes as if she hadn't seen them for several years. Those eyes seemed to pierce the scars on their faces. The similar masks in general.

The woman standing at the front gently picked off the rose tied to the microphone with her hand, casually threw it off the stage, lowered her voice, and seductively said: "Good evening, we are blast."