Starting from Baiyingui

However, being able to carry out one's own ideas, no matter how naive the ideas are, being able to be unshakable under the influence of the outside world is a very valuable character in Ishigami Yu's opinion.

A person with this character will either turn into a dragon with golden scales and soar into the sky, or fall into the dust and be defeated.

It is destined to be a completely different existence from mediocre or ordinary people who act according to the atmosphere.

"But~ no matter whether you succeed or fail, you are still my lovely sister, and this will never change."

"Um???"

Huo Lian was so surprised by Yu Ishigami's abrupt words that he shook his body and almost lost his balance.

Can't help complaining: "What did you say suddenly, brother, if you make this kind of sister-in-law declaration in a public place, I will lose face if my classmates hear it."

Well, retract the foreword.

The little sister is not always a cute creature, and sometimes people want to give her a good lesson.

Chapter 10 Kirsten Yasai Laura Leon Heart Below the Blade

After a boring day of classes, Yu Ishigami and Chika Fujiwara came to the vocal room after school.

"Ishigami-kun, please sing the school song first, and let me see what your problems are."

Chika Fujiwara, who was sitting on the piano stool, spoke like this, her temperament has changed a little compared to usual.

If you have to use metaphors to describe it, it is probably that shredded potatoes are fried into French fries, and ducklings are made into Peking duck.

Looks a lot more mature.

"Attention, it's about to start."

As soon as the voice fell, the familiar melody poured out from the keys, and Ishigami Yu also sang along.

Although he himself is not in perfect pitch, he still has all five notes, and his singing is quite satisfactory.

But the purpose of asking Fujiwara Chika for help is to learn how to reverse the chairman's singing voice of the ancient god, so Yu Ishigami imitated Miko Shirogane's singing style and opened her mouth.

"Woooo? Woo, ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Stop! Stop—"

Fujiwara Chika patted her thigh with her hand, and frowned at Yu Ishigami.

"Are you here to amuse me deliberately? How can anyone sing like this!"

Ishigami Yu was a little embarrassed and said: "You may not believe it when you say it, but in fact it is so. There are really people who sing like this."

"Ishigami-kun, tell me the truth." Fujiwara Chika looked into Ishigami Yu's eyes and asked, "Did you ask me to help you teach President Miko to sing the school song?"

"Could it be... you know that the president is not good at singing?"

"I'm the conductor of the orchestra when singing the school song. I know the president has been lip-syncing, but I haven't said anything."

Ugh, that would be embarrassing.

Asking a girl to help turns out to help another girl.

Strong tool man spare tire is visual sense.

Ishigami Yu looked at Chika Fujiwara who lowered her head, and felt that if this was in a game with a good impression, her heart rate would already be Waterloo.

Therefore, if we want to turn the tide, we must——

"That's right." Yu Ishigami replied with no intention of beating around the bush, "I came to Fujiwara-senpai just to help the president, but I have other purposes besides that!"

"Other purposes?" Chika Fujiwara raised her head.

A lie, after all, has to be covered up with another lie.

No, it's not a cover-up, because the first lie has already been exposed, so the purpose of the second lie is to reduce the negative impact of the first lie.

It must be explosive!It has to be shocking!

Even if I set foot in the Shura field, I must carry out my will. This is my last struggle!

"Miss Fujiwara!"

Yu Ishigami walked up to the podium where the piano was placed.

"I specifically asked you for help in order to have more opportunities to get in touch with Fujiwara-senpai! Even when I was in middle school, I said that you played the piano badly to attract your attention—"

"Eh?"

Fujiwara Chika was stunned for a few seconds before realizing the meaning hidden in Ishigami Yu's words.

"You, you mean to say..."

Chika Fujiwara's lips were moist, bright red like rose petals that suddenly bloomed, and there was a shocked and shy expression on her round pink cheeks, her eyes were particularly erratic, and she didn't dare to look at him head-on.

Yu Ishigami is very clear that Chika Fujiwara's favorability is far from being able to confess. If he speaks out everything now, the relationship between the two will definitely fall into an unspeakable embarrassment.

Moreover, the main purpose has been achieved, and it must be closed as soon as it is good.

"Please stop talking, Fujiwara-senpai..."

Ishigami Yu's face was also blushing, and his eyelids were drooping, showing the youthfulness and awkwardness that belonged to young people to the fullest.

"I just don't want you, Fujiwara-senpai, to have a bad misunderstanding and expose it as a last resort. In fact, I also know that it's too early to say those things, so how about we keep what happened this afternoon in our hearts for the time being?"

"...well, then... I'm going home first!"

Fujiwara Chika hurriedly packed her things, as if escaping, and left the vocal room with cute little steps.

After ten seconds.

The expression on Ishigami Yu's face gradually returned to normal.

OK, things are perfectly resolved.

Weird.

The truth is that I wasted another opportunity to learn vocal music instruction.

The president seems to be planning to invite himself to the KTV again. Could it be that next time he can only faint with a smile and fall into the terrifying reincarnation of the punishment of sound?

No, this kind of future is definitely not the future I want——

"Huh? Piano? It's a toy I haven't touched in a long time."

Ishigami Yu turned his head and saw the little vampire Lolita with blond hair reaching waist and bare feet was sitting in front of the piano, touching the ivory keys.

"Can you still play the piano?"

"Of course, playing the piano was one of Yu's few hobbies hundreds of years ago when entertainment was scarce."

Shinobu is wearing a thin white dress, she doesn't seem to be wearing underwear, and the large piece of skin exposed to the air is so perfect that it makes people dazzled.

The fair complexion reflects the light scattered in the room, and the entire petite body seems to be glowing with fluorescent light.

She smiled sweetly at Yu Ishigami, showing her cute little tiger teeth, "My master, would you like to listen to my concubine play a song to change your depressed mood?"

"Honored."

However, in order to prevent some troubles, Yu Ishigami closed the doors and windows, drew the curtains, and then signaled Shinobu to start playing.

After a short audition to familiarize himself with the feel, Xiao Ren's ten slender and tender fingers jumped briskly on the keys.

The sound of the piano is sometimes euphemistic and continuous, like a mountain spring meandering from a deep valley, flowing slowly.

Sometimes it is steady and powerful, like the musical notes struck by the fingertips on a calm lake, falling, splashing, and ripples.

Ishigami Yu gently closed his eyes, immersed in the dream-like scene woven by Shinobu with the sound of the piano.

"Whoo~"

After playing the last scale, Xiao Ren retracted the white and delicate fingertips from the keys.

Then he got up and saluted gracefully.

"Clap clap."

Ishigami Yu couldn't help applauding.

Although he doesn't know the level of Xiaoren's piano playing, and he doesn't have other accurate words to describe it except "good" and "fuck", but he can really feel the resonance from the soul from the sound of the piano.

It is really a waste of time for dozens of years, and today he only knows the sound of the piano, which makes him feel a little unfulfilled.

"Xiao Ren, do you want to play another song?"

"No." Little Lolita said proudly: "If you let me play, I will play. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

"Ten donuts?"

"Who are you and who are you? Is the piano performance of Kissutte Yasserola Leon Heart Under the Blade worth more than ten donuts?"

"Then... ten normal donuts plus ten golden donuts."

"make a deal!"

Chapter 11 Toyomi Fujiwara

"Wash the motor! I forgot that today is the day when the convenience store sells the normal version of the Maoyu Milk Book Collection—"

Yu Ishigami, who bought a tribute to Shinobu at the donut shop, suddenly remembered such a crucial thing.

It is an established fact that the first miss is irreversible, but how can he let the regret happen a second time?

After putting the donut into the shadow in a hidden corner, he hurried towards the nearest convenience store.

"welcome."

Ishigami Yu walked straight towards the magazine area.

A quick scan...no!

Teacher Mao Yu's notebook is not there!

How is it possible - this is a highly anticipated work, there is no reason why convenience stores do not sell it, then there is only one reason, it is out of stock!

"Is it another hard-bodied young man who came to look for Master Mao Yu's works and was passionate about it?"

The cleaning uncle said to Yu Ishigami in a vicissitudes and full of magnetism, "It's sold out, and other convenience stores are probably the same. Give it up, young man. I recommend this "Weak Dead Widow" for spell-casting materials. It should be no problem at all to get through this lonely tonight."

After Yu Ishigami took over the magazine, he put it back in place without looking at the beautiful young woman in disheveled clothes and sad face on the cover.

The setting of the pretty widow is really great, it can arouse men's desire for protection and destruction at the same time, and it can also satisfy the xp of some wife lovers.

It is naturally the best choice to cast spells, but Yushi Ishigami already has a clear goal in mind.

How could he be confused by her?

"Don't you like this type? How about this "The Neighbor's Introverted JK"?" The uncle handed over another copy.

Ishigami Yu waved his hand and refused, "Uncle, I appreciate your kindness."

"Hey, boy, if you don't vent the ○○, the ○○ will explode." The uncle said seriously.

○○ Explosion?

Ishigami Yu imagined such a scene in his mind.

"What kind of Bomberman is that! And I won't give up on Lulum—"

"Men are terrorists controlled by lower body desires."

The uncle sighed, "Listen to Uncle's persuasion, if you can't get something, just give up and look for a substitute. You are still too young to hold some things."

"If you can hold on to it, is it still called a young man? Uncle, even a young man has time to carry out his beliefs."

There was a smile on the corner of Ishigami Yu's mouth, and he said seriously: "Even if there are no convenience stores in this area, how can you give up easily without even trying the convenience stores in other areas. Compromise is always just an excuse for the loser to be unhappy. -"

After speaking, he walked out of the convenience store with firm steps.

For the cleaning uncle and a few other boys who have given up Lulum's book and picked other magazines to check out, leave a back that is not strong but handsome enough.

"Unsatisfactory excuses... Tsk, being taught a lesson by a boy who is so much younger than me is really scary for young people."

The uncle leaned on a broom, lit a cigarette, and sighed.