"Isaku Kawakami!"

I opened my eyes in a daze, and what I saw in front of me was not the familiar computer screen. The surroundings were white and flawless, with only a few lonely desks scattered around.

"here it is……"

I was about to stand up, but found that I was tied to the chair in a big way, unable to move at all.

"Kawakami Yusaku! Do you know your guilt?"

Strange voices echoed from all directions again, making me want to cry.

No, brother, what crime have I committed? Even if I die, can you make me a sensible person?

"Isaku Kawakami has many crimes! The first crime is seducing an ignorant girl; the second crime is indulging his family in making a mess; the third crime is sleeping in math class! The crime is so heinous that both humans and gods are outraged. Now, he is sentenced to death and will be executed immediately!"

I didn't - I really didn't! I can accept the next two sins, but what the hell is the first one! Who did I lie to?

"Stop talking nonsense, get down here!"

As soon as I finished my empty words, the surrounding layers were shattered like glass under impact. I suddenly felt the air beneath my feet, followed by an endless feeling of falling.

"...I didn't...didn't trick the ignorant girl..."

"Ikusaku Kawakami."

"I really don't..."

"Isaku Kawakami!"

Following the heavy blow to my head, I stood up as a reflex and met the eyes of the staring math teacher.

"Did you sleep well?"

"...To be honest, it was a nightmare."

"... Go to the toilet and wash your face. This is your first offender. After washing, come back and continue with class. Don't sleep anymore."

The math teacher pinched his eyebrows and sighed, and kicked me out of the classroom very skillfully. It seemed that he had done this kind of thing before.

I went to the toilet to wash my face, and when I came back, I took a look at Class 2 through the window. I saw Goto-san, who was sitting in the last row, twisting his body uneasily, his eyes wandering, and he was not there at first glance.

Listen carefully to the lecture.

I turned on my phone and checked the time. It was only ten minutes before the end of get out of class, so why should I go back? I am not active in fishing, and I have a problem with my thinking!

I decisively turned back and hid in a dark corner of the stairs playing with my phone. I usually paid attention to all the cameras in the school in order to catch fish whenever I had the chance. Only this angle could not be seen from any angle. It was simply

The perfect hiding place.

Not long after the get out of class bell rang, I saw that there were still some games that I had not cleaned up, so I lay down on the desks piled here and continued playing happily.

Suddenly there was a buzzing sound in my ears, and I was suddenly startled. Could it be that someone discovered me fishing? Is this the first time I was caught like this?!

With a sense of luck, I slightly turned my head and glanced outside, and saw a familiar group of pink fur crouching against the corner, making a "crouching with head in defense" motion, with a lot of steam coming out of the head.

Why does Gotou-san appear here? And where does this unscientific steam come from?!

When I think of Ichichi's magnetic levitation hair, I suddenly feel that it makes sense. Come on, this is really cool! It fits my imagination of future technology... No, the topic is off topic.

I was about to say hello, but I saw Goto-san, who exuded a dilapidated air, picked up the guitar he carried with him and muttered something like "Please listen to "I Am Garbage", new song·Double Black History, Pochi version"

" and other words that I couldn't understand. Then I started to play and sing without thinking about myself:

"The growing psychological shadow of melancholy days,

It is the negative legacy that I have when I am not needed,

Whenever I think of this, I cry secretly alone.

dark cry,

My history.

It would be nice if one day we could just laugh about it all.

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

Ah...I cried so much. Although I played really well, I was still thinking about what happened. It looked like I was severely shocked.

Bang bang bang!

"That's great - I'm so touched! Goto-san plays the guitar very well!"

The sudden applause startled me, and I stood up unconsciously. As expected, my head hit the ceiling of the stairs.

"it hurts!"

Like a gourd that had been knocked down, I rolled down from the desk. I wasn't wearing any invisibility cloak, so it was natural for the two of them to see me.

"Ugh?! When did Kawakami-kun—"

"Why is Kawakami-san here too?"

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

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

"...The math teacher will be very sad, right?"

"I think his heart has been tempered enough."

I stood up and patted the dust on my body without any conscious thought. I fell asleep in math class because I was changing songs. Is work important in math class? There is no doubt that I can say out loud: no!

"By the way, you've also heard the guitar song played by Goto-kun! Although the lyrics are a bit weird, it's really nice!"

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

I ignored the panicked Gotou-san and responded matter-of-factly:

"Of course, after all, she is now considered a member of the band. How can she start a band if she doesn't have anything to show for it?"

"That's true~"

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

"Hey, Goto-san! Can you play other songs? I want to hear them again!"

"...Speaking of which, why are Kita-san here?"

"Ah... this? Gotou-san came to me just after class and seemed to have something to do..."

It turns out that Goto-san would also take the initiative to find someone?!

Looking at me as if I had seen a ghost, Goto-san immediately explained in a panic:

"Ah... our band is looking for a guitar singer... Well, I heard Kawakami-kun said that you can play guitar, so I said..."

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

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

And it’s also a warm workplace with endless laughter..."

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

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

"I go to barbecue every weekend, hold a football tournament every six months, and the celebration banquet after the performance is also picked up and dropped off by a high-end black car. There are really many activities..."

"...I really hate this kind of band that is too flashy and doesn't do its job properly."

"No, no, it's not as exaggerated as Goto-kun said...it's actually a very normal band..."

Seeing that Goto-san's words were getting more and more outrageous, I had no choice but to jump in and explain. Kita-san's face softened slightly when he saw me opening my mouth to explain:

"I'm not referring to this. That... I'll tell you the truth, in fact, I can't play the guitar at all."
Chapter completed!