"Ah, my bad... So you two are a couple..."
The hot-blooded youth looked embarrassed and scratched his head. "A misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, sorry... I thought it was..."
Fumiya Jin waved his hand. "It's fine, as long as the misunderstanding is cleared up. You meant well."
This gave the youth a way out of the awkward situation.
The hot-blooded youth shot Fumiya Jin a grateful look. Then, feeling too awkward to stay, he turned and went to another car.
The other onlookers also resentfully averted their gazes.
Fumiya Jin turned back to look at the soft, cute girl beside him.
In any case, the girl had just actively helped him out of a jam, which could be considered an expression of goodwill to some extent.
Besides, up until now, whether in their contact within the instance or their meeting in reality, she had never shown any malice. The number above Fumiya Jin's head hadn't changed at all either, so he could at least be sure she wasn't here to assassinate him.
Plus... she was really, really soft.
Fumiya Jin's attitude toward her was instantly affected, softening a bit.
"Stop following me. I have things to do later and no time to entertain you. Besides, it's not a suitable place to discuss certain matters." Fumiya Jin looked at her and said, "How about this: I'll call you after I'm done with my business and back home, okay?"
Shiina Mashiro didn't seem particularly satisfied with this. But after looking at Fumiya Jin and staying silent for a few seconds, she nodded.
"Mm."
The weather today wasn't great; it had been overcast since the morning.
Now, as evening approached, the clouds in the sky grew darker and gloomier, and the wind picked up a bit, looking like it was about to rain.
When Fumiya Jin changed his clothes and left home, he brought an umbrella with him and then headed to the nearby station.
However, as he passed by a familiar little park, he vaguely saw a pink figure inside...
"Ring ring ring ring ring..." His phone suddenly rang.
He took out his phone and saw it was a call from Nijika.
"Hello? Nijika?" Fumiya Jin said.
"It's me, it's me..." Nijika's usually energetic voice now carried a hint of bitterness. "Fumiya-san, have you made it to Starry yet?"
"Not yet, I just left. What's wrong?"
"We've run into some trouble with our performance and might need a little... help," Nijika said. "To put it simply, our guitarist... suddenly... ran off... and we can't contact her at all now. There are only three of us to begin with: drums, guitar, and bass. If the guitarist is gone, it's going to be really hard to perform..."
Fumiya Jin thought for a moment. "That does sound tough. How can a drummer perform on stage alone?"
"Hello? Not a single one?" Nijika sounded a bit surprised. "I would've thought with your personality and looks... you'd be really popular at school and have a lot of friends."
"Why are you so sure I can't play?"
"You can?"
"I can't."
"Then there you have it!!!!" Nijika huffed. "Whether or not someone can play guitar... I can pretty much tell from the feel of their fingers... Your fingers are soft, with no calluses, so..."
"I see," Fumiya Jin nodded. "Alright, you're right, I can't play. As for people I know at school... I can't think of anyone who plays guitar off the top of my head."
"So that's how dazzling and excellent I am in your heart, Nijika? Alright, I guess I really am that amazing," Fumiya Jin chuckled. "But, I'm actually pretty aloof at school. Even though girls are constantly coming up to confess to me, I basically ignore them, so I actually know very few people..."
"Oh, please, you're so shameless. Who wants to hear you brag?" Nijika snorted. "If you're really that amazing, then hurry up and find a guitarist for me!"
"That's... actually a bit difficult..."
Fumiya Jin rubbed his forehead.
If he weren't a transmigrator, he would have known plenty of classmates growing up and probably wouldn't have had trouble finding someone who could play guitar. But he had only transmigrated here a month ago and had been busy making money and surviving. In his class, he only knew a handful of people. Where was he supposed to find a guitarist for Nijika... Is a guitarist something that just randomly spawns on the roadside?
Fumiya Jin scanned his surroundings helplessly.
Huh?
Fumiya Jin's eyes suddenly lit up.
Because he noticed that the pink figure sitting alone on a swing in the park had a guitar slung over her back. What's more, he recognized this girl... it was Hitori Gotoh, whom he had met once before!
So a wild guitarist really can spawn in the field!
"Okay, I see one. I'm going to capture her now. Wait for my good news, Nijika."
"Huh? Capture???"
Under the gloomy sky.
On the swaying swing.
A girl in a pink tracksuit sat with her head hung low. Her very pure and cute face was now filled with loneliness and sorrow.
She had thought that if she just carried a guitar on her back, covered her bag in rock-style pins, and walked into school, fellow enthusiasts would surely strike up a conversation, she'd be surrounded by people chatting, and from then on, she'd embark on a fulfilling social life completely different from her past.
But she never imagined that all she would find was the disillusionment of her beautiful hopes.
Even after going this far, does no one still want to talk to me?
I guess I really am a pathetic being, destined to live a lonely life in a dark corner, so insignificant that no one would even notice if I died and turned to ash...
The more the girl thought about it, the sadder she became. The tip of her nose tingled, and she was on the verge of bursting into tears.
"Gotoh-san?" a clear and cheerful voice suddenly called out.
Accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps and a shadow gradually appearing at the edge of the girl's vision...
Hitori Gotoh froze.
She stiffly raised her head and looked forward.
She saw a young man so handsome he seemed to glow, the kind that made you subconsciously want to go 'Oof' approaching her.
The moment she saw him, the gloomy sky seemed to brighten, and the heavy, deathly aura lingering around her felt as if it had been temporarily dispelled.
It was as if a beam of holy light had descended from the heavens, shining into her humble, dark, damp, and moldy world.
And most importantly...
She recognized this handsome guy.
"Fu... Fu-Fu-Fu... Fumi..."
Crap, it's been so long since I've spoken to anyone, and this is so sudden. My throat feels like it's jammed; I can't even get a name out.
"Sorry, did I scare you by coming over so suddenly?" Fumiya Jin noticed the girl's panic and smiled slightly. "Don't be nervous, relax. I'm not some scary bad guy, right?"
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