Nijika: [Ryo! Don't be so rude!]
Bocchi: [Huh!? Huhh!?]
Nijika: [Bocchi-chan has appeared! Bocchi-chan, go sign up, we'll go up on stage with you!]
Kita: [That's right, let's use our Kessoku Band name! Let's hit the stage!]
Ryo: [Gambare, Gambare!]
Gotoh Hitori stared at the chat interface, unable to speak due to the shock.
Why was Yukima in the Kessoku Band chat... Wait a minute! The important thing is, how did Yukima know she wanted to participate in the school festival!?
"Is it really... telepathy!?"
Gotoh Hitori exclaimed in amazement, starting to stammer.
Looking at the situation in the chat,
It was clear they hadn't discussed anything with her.
Everything had already been decided, and they had even started choosing songs for the performance.
Her dream suddenly felt so close.
Gotoh Hitori felt a little flustered, almost as if she had received an unexpected gift from the sky.
Her thoughts became a mess.
Unconsciously, her fingers opened a conversation with Yukima.
When Gotoh Hitori didn't know what to do, her first reaction was to ask Yukima for advice.
She typed out a message, then deleted it.
Deleted and then retyped.
In the end, Bocchi sent just one line.
Bocchi: [Azuma-kun, someone like me, can I really perform on stage?]
Azuma: [What are you saying, Bocchi? Aren't you a "guitar hero"?]
Bocchi: [But when I face the audience, I get so scared I can't even open my eyes.]
Azuma: [It's okay.]
Bocchi: [Even if you say that, Azuma-kun.]
Azuma: [When you get on stage, Bocchi, you'll find yourself again. The school festival will be busy, but I'll find time to cheer for you.]
Bocchi: [I... I'll try my best!]
When she saw Yukima Azuma say he would find time to cheer her on,
Gotoh Hitori suddenly became determined.
She had to get on stage!
Not just for her own dream.
But just to play the guitar for him to hear.
She had to get on stage!
...
Looking back at Bocchi's messages,
Yukima Azuma smiled.
He really couldn't bear to watch Gotoh Hitori be alone.
The sight of her sitting alone on a swing in the park.
It made Yukima Azuma feel like he had seen it before.
It seemed like he had also sat alone on a swing in an empty park, without swinging.
Then, Yukima Azuma met Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai.
And then, that familiar feeling led Yukima Azuma to approach Bocchi.
He pulled her off the still swing.
If Bocchi didn't want to make friends, Yukima Azuma definitely wouldn't interfere.
But still, she longed for someone to step into her world.
Yet, she remained alone.
Even though Yukima Azuma didn't like interfering in others' affairs, he didn't want to leave her alone...
In the end, he'd push her onto the stage.
He'd let Bocchi step into the light that was meant for her.
Just a little push.
The rest, Bocchi and Kessoku Band would handle.
They would follow the path that had already been set.
With their music, they would draw special notes across the sky of Tokyo.
And so, the school festival officially began.
.....
On Friday.
"Hey, you guys understand what youth is, right?"
Yukima Azuma struggled to hold back his laughter as he spoke those empty words.
It was as if his face was about to write the two characters "Really serious."
At that moment, Yukima Azuma was dressed in a black, form-fitting tuxedo paired with custom-made trousers.
Underneath, he wore a white school uniform shirt from Toyogasaki Academy. His hair was slicked back and styled with gel, giving him a refined, sophisticated look.
This appearance truly resembled the protagonist of a shoujo manga.
From seven-year-old girls to forty-year-old housewives, no one could meet this boy without feeling their heart flutter.
It's no exaggeration to say that if Yukima Azuma were to join the male host of a club, after just three months, the sales could surpass one billion yen.
Many girls would likely lose themselves and spend their fortunes on him.
And standing in front of a young man like that were two mischievous friends, dressed in maid uniformsSato Kazuma and Kunimi Yuuma.
These two troublemakers had caused the most commotion when voting for the class's theme.
They had secretly teamed up with classmates, keeping the idea of a butler caf a secret from Yukima Azuma.
If these two troublemakers ended up getting their way, it definitely wouldn't be Yukima Azuma's style!
So, on preparation day, the boy in the tuxedo stood in front of his classmates and made a suggestion.
Since they had decided to make it a butler caf, it couldn't just be about having good-looking guys.
They had to showcase their own unique traits.
With his good looks, Yukima Azuma had charmed almost everyone in the class.
Thus, this scene unfolded.
Yukima Azuma stood before the two troublemakers and talked about youth.
"What the hell is youth! Yukima! Are you even human!?"
"Kazuma! How dare you talk! Who here is actually a person!"
"You're so handsome, what's wrong with using your looks!"
"I think you'd look great in a maid uniform too! What's wrong with taking advantage of that!"
It must be said, Sato Kazuma, with his slim frame, looked surprisingly fitting in the maid uniform and wig, without a hint of awkwardness.
Yukima Azuma casually picked up two pineapple buns from the table.
"Here, this is for you, consider it compensation."
Yukima Azuma said as he pointed to Sato Kazuma's chest.
Sato Kazuma lunged forward, intending to pull Yukima Azuma down with him.
Sato Kazuma fell, and Yukima Azuma easily caught him.
"Alright, Kazuma, winner takes all, loser takes the fall."
Kunimi Yuuma was the type of person who had a psychological game plan.
Once he teased someone, he was prepared to be teased back!
(Note: Exactly, I hate people who are fine with teasing others, but get angry when they themselves are teased.)
Unlike Sato Kazuma, Kunimi Yuuma was the captain of the basketball club. He was not only tall but had a giant frame.
The traditional maid uniform he wore was given a distinctly masculine touch when Kunimi Yuuma wore it.
Sato Kazuma, who was held by Yukima Azuma, could only face the reality.
Damn it, winner takes all, loser takes the fall!
After realizing the truth, Sato Kazuma stood up.
But through the window of the classroom door, he saw a long line of people waiting outside.
Sato Kazuma almost wanted to jump out of the back window.
One could die physically, but you couldn't die in the eyes of society!
Kazuma could only cry silently.
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Chapter 96: Yotsuya Miko: I Am Azuma-sama's Dog!
Chapter 96: Yotsuya Miko: I Am Azuma-sama's Dog!
"Two special sweet cream sauce omelet rice dishes, please."
"Sure, just a moment."
Not long after, Yukima Azuma brought two plates of omelet rice drizzled with white sauce to the students who had ordered.
"Enjoy." Yukima Azuma flashed a commercial-grade smile as he spoke.
The atmosphere in the classroom became noticeably lighter.
When Yukima Azuma moved to the next table, the two female students who had ordered omelet rice couldn't help but squeal softly.
"Oh my god! Yukima-kun is so handsome!"
"That smile! Aaaah! Just looking at his smile is worth the price of the omelet rice!"
"He's so good-looking! Plus, he's smart! And incredibly athletic! How can such a perfect person even exist?"
"I want to marry him! What should I do? I can't control my thirsty for Yukima-kun anymore!"
The quiet murmurs of the female students buzzed through the classroom.
Yukima Azuma held the menu in his hand, making his way around the tables.
The menu, in reality, only featured omelet rice.
There were various "styles," of course, but in truth...
The "Special Sweet Sauce" was just omelet rice with white cream sauce.
The "Tangy Sweet Delight" was omelet rice with tomato sauce.
The "Lively Love" was Simply extra tomato sauce.
Yet despite this simplicity, the line outside the classroom seemed never-ending.
It's worth noting that the marketing strategy of Class 1E was undeniably brilliant.
Most of the budget for this school festival had been invested in costumes, with only a small portion spent on pre-made frozen omelet rice.
A true marketing victory.
"Azuma-san is really popular, isn't he?"
From the partitioned kitchen, Kato Megumi poked her head out with a smile.
The Yukima Azuma she had gotten to know always shone brightly.
Seeing him like this made Kato Megumi genuinely happy.
However, another girl didn't share the same sentiment.
Directly below Kato Megumi, Eriri also poked her head out.
Watching the crowd of female students glued to Yukima Azuma, she was nearly biting through her handkerchief.
After serving one last plate of omelet rice, the kitchen finally declared its operations closed.
All the omelet rice prepared beforehand had astonishingly sold out.
Everyone in Class 1E looked at Yukima Azuma with eyes full of amazement and admiration.
Yukima Azuma rotated his slightly stiff arm as his phone vibrated softly in his trouser pocket.
He took it out and glanced at the screen.
It was a LINE message, and the sender surprised him slightly.
It was Yotsuya Miko, the girl who could see spirits and ghosts.
Since their encounter in Shimokitazawa that day, quite some time had passed.
But she had never once asked Yukima Azuma for help.
Instead, every morning and evening, she would send greetings, It's no different than worshiping on time.
Yukima Azuma genuinely respected this girl.
Despite seeing spirits every day, she managed to endure and handle things on her own without troubling others.
Truly, a resilient soul.
But this time, it seemed she was genuinely in trouble.
Miko: "Sorry for bothering you, Yukima-senpai, but I've encountered a 'problem' I can't avoid. Could I ask for your help?"
Her tone was as sincere as always.
Azuma: "Tell me clearly first."
Miko: "Yes, the thing is... there's a problem with the new teacher in my class. It's... rather difficult to deal with."
Miko: "Since I have to interact daily, I've reached my limit."
Miko: "So, I'd like to ask for your help. I'm willing to pay any price I can offer!"
Yukima Azuma read Miko's summary.
His fingers tapped lightly on the back of his phone.
Azuma: "Let's meet tomorrow to discuss it. Is it urgent?"
Miko: "I can endure for one more day!"
Yotsuya Miko.
The girl who could see spirits and ghosts.
Since meeting Yukima Azuma in Shimokitazawa, her life had entered a new phase.
Even though she faced a world full of ghosts every day, she found a bit of solace amid the confusion and fear.
Just knowing that there was someone she could rely on in this world gave her an anchor to hold onto.
But Miko understood well.
She and Yukima Azuma weren't particularly close; theirs was merely a chance encounter.
If she asked for help too many times, it would undoubtedly annoy him.
So, despite constantly confronting the overwhelming presence of evil spirits in her life, Yotsuya Miko had never once asked for Yukima Azuma's assistance.
All she did was send him daily greetingsonce in the morning and once before bed.
But recently, Yotsuya Miko had run into a problem she couldn't ignore.
Her previous homeroom teacher had gone on maternity leave and could no longer continue teaching. Naturally, the class needed a new homeroom teacher.
That new teacher was Tno Zena young man with a delicate, gentle demeanor.
The female students in Miko's class were practically smitten with Tno Zen. Attendance rates noticeably improved as a result.
But for Yotsuya Miko, merely facing this new teacher was a torment.
Why?
Because Tno Zen was wrapped in a pitch-black, hellish auraa horrifying tangle of vengeful spirits.
The number of malevolent entities surrounding him was staggering.
It was a living portrait of hell itself.
Even a glance was enough to send shivers down her spine.
Since gaining the ability to see spirits, this was the first time Yotsuya Miko had seen someone enveloped by so many terrifying entities.
In both number and sheer intensity, these spirits far surpassed any other haunting presence she had ever encountered.
Most of them appeared as warped, shadowy cats.
Beyond the massive swarm of ghostly cats, Tno Zen was also overshadowed by a colossal humanoid spirit.
This being resembled a spider and was so large that it could fill an entire room.
Its horrifying aura far exceeded that of the malicious spirit Miko and her best friend had once encountered in a narrow alley.
Every day, this spirit loomed over Tno Zen, shielding him.
If anyone dared to look at Tno Zen, the spirit would immediately roar:
"Don't look! Stay away from him!"
Its ferocious screams were powerful enough to obliterate weaker spirits nearby.
Since Tno Zen's arrival, each school day had become pure agony for Yotsuya Miko.
She could only try to keep her head lowered, her gaze fixed firmly on the textbooks in front of her.
She didn't even dare to look up.
This had even started to affect her academic performance.
If that was all, Miko might have gritted her teeth and endured it.
After all, Tno Zen was only a substitute teacher.
Once the previous teacher returned from maternity leave, he would leave.
A few monthsperhaps she could get through it.
But what Miko couldn't bear was discovering a terrifying truth.
Her best friend, Yurikawa Hana, had started feeling hungrier and hungrier ever since the new teacher arrived.
Miko had long noticed that Hana tended to eat much more than an average person.
At first, she thought her friend simply had a big appetite.
But recently, through a chance encounter...
Yotsuya Miko discovered an important fact.
Yurikawa Hana, her best friend, was an extraordinary girl with a vast amount of life force.
Every day, a large amount of life energy radiated from Hana, creating a protective effect against all evil forces.
