Inside the livehouse, three women stared blankly at Hayato, who was laden with equipment, holding a megaphone, carrying two drum cases, with his keyboard slung over his shoulder, and even carrying Ryo-senpai's bass on his back.
He was like a King Kong in battle armor, his gaze firm and forward.
"Let's go!"
After Nijika was dumbfounded, she then tried to stop him.
"No, that's not right! Hayato-kun, why are you carrying it all yourself!"
She, who was always used to taking care of others, felt completely out of sorts seeing Hayato like this.
After Nijika spoke, Ryo-senpai tiptoed and stealthily slipped out of Starry via the stairs.
"The world is gentle to me, and I am gentle to the world!"
And Hayato followed, shouting some inexplicable slogan... The place they planned for the street live was not far, as they had no specific goals or requirements. They found a convenient location for the new Band members to experience the atmosphere.
In Japan, street performances are quite common; as long as they perform at the designated location and time, there will be no problems.
Of course, there are also people who disregard the rules and act recklessly.
Let's not dwell on that for now.
Along the way.
"Let me take some, please."
Nijika looked at Hayato, who was heavily laden, with concern, always feeling that he was overexerting himself. The items on him were so numerous that he looked like he was wearing a suit of armor.
While looking mighty and formidable, it also made people worried.
"It's fine, I can carry even more."
Hayato resisted introducing his Pervert energy and casually replied.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade Hayato, Nijika, with a slightly helpless smile, looked at this somewhat handsome yet strange male.
"Hayato-kun, Ryo-senpai will take advantage of you like this."
"No."
Hayato's voice was incredibly firm, his confident tone leaving no room for doubt.
Nijika, at a loss with him, could only move a little closer.
Hayato, carrying various instruments, knew very well that Nijika wasn't infatuated with him at this moment; she was just worried he couldn't handle it and was moving closer in case of an accident.
However, having a cheerful and gentle beautiful girl close by, while also catching a lovely and alluring scent, always made one's heart race.
He even had the fleeting thought of continuing to pretend to be a normal person, but it was just a moment.
Even if the path of a Pervert was lonely, he had to walk it.
As he thought this, Ryo-senpai, who had just disappeared, quickly caught up. She held three cans of drinks. After getting closer, she handed one to Nijika.
Then she turned to Hayato, who was between the two, and said.
"Good luck."
She said, her expression unchanged, and slipped the drink into Hayato's pocket.
I'm sorry for doubting you were a jerk.
Listening to Ryo-senpai open her drink with a 'pop,' Hayato silently apologized in his heart, while also wondering, would he meet her today, would that opportunity arise?
Pervert outburst value is 70%
...Laughing with friends, searching for interesting things in the bustling streets, Kita, aimlessly strolling, was thinking about some things.
Yesterday evening, she, as usual, followed in Ryo-senpai's footsteps to Starry. There, she overheard Ryo-senpai and her friend talking about needing a Guitarist.
To be clear, Kita wasn't eavesdropping; she just happened to be standing less than 4 meters from their conversation table, stretching her ears and coincidentally hearing it.
Meeting here was also a coincidence; she had seen Ryo-senpai come a few times, so she would come every day to look for Ryo-senpai.
Kita thought she was perfectly normal.
However, the important thing was, the Band!
If she joined the Band, she could get closer to Ryo-senpai.
"Kita-san... your expression is getting strange."
Her friend's reminder brought Kita back to her senses. Blushing, she quickly waved her hands in denial.
"Liar, I'm not."
"Hehe, you have a boyfriend."
Another friend chuckled mischievously and clung to her.
Kita, unable to escape the teasing, smiled awkwardly, "He's not a boyfriend..."
The two friends beside her stared at her with teasing, sparkling eyes, clearly not believing her.
"He's not!"
Kita, at a loss, could only half-concealingly say, "He's a senior I admire."
As she spoke, her gaze fell upon Ryo-senpai, who was holding a drink and moving through the crowd ahead. Beside her seemed to be a tall instrument transport robot.
Never mind the transport robot for now.
Ryo-senpai! Instruments! So much equipment!
Street live!
She unhesitatingly abandoned her two friends and began her righteous tailing.
"Tamako, Megumi, I have something to do for a bit, see you tomorrow~"
She waved her hand and followed without another word.
"Eh, eh, Kita-san?"
The two looked surprised at the suddenly departing Kita, blinked in confusion, then suddenly thought of something and showed a sly smile.
After school, in the evening when there was still plenty of time before dinner, the setting sun cast a richer glow on the road, and the constant flow of students made the sunlight as vibrant as the morning sun.
However, for Kita, who was trying to find someone, the passing students made her search much more difficult.
After almost losing track of them a few times, Kita saw the three stop at an open space near the station.
Ryo-senpai was there. She took the bass from the male who had his back to them and slung it over herself, while the male put down the megaphone and other items.
Ryo-senpai's friend opened the boxes, took out the drums inside, and began to assemble them.
The male also went up to help.
Kita had previously thought the male was just someone helping transport the instruments, but seeing their interactions, she realized it didn't seem to be the case; they appeared to be quite familiar with each other.
A sense of crisis!
Could he be approaching Ryo-senpai with the same intentions as me?
How infuriating!
Kita clenched her small fists.
Then she saw the male take out an electronic keyboard from the long bag he was carrying on his back.
Indeed!!
He must have targeted Ryo-senpai!
But after he took it out, Ryo-senpai and her friend stopped him.
However, Kita no longer cared about the situation over there. She circled around from the side, intending to see what the male looked like and observe their dynamic up close.
As Kita approached, she noticed that, for some reason, the male seemed to have had his back to her the entire time, and she hadn't seen his face.
But she was going to listen anyway, and it was perfectly normal for an audience member to get closer.
It wasn't until she was about 5 or 6 meters away from them that the male put away the electronic keyboard and walked to the side to set it down. It was then that Kita finally saw his face.
"Pervert!?"
Because of her extreme surprise, her disbelief, and how completely he didn't fit the Pervert in her perception, Kita cried out... To be honest, Hayato hadn't expected to actually reel in Kita. He had thought he might run into some talkative classmate, but this worked out just as well.
At this moment, Ryo-senpai and Nijika looked confusedly at the girl who suddenly pointed at Hayato and called him a Pervert.
She and Hayato were wearing the same school uniform; were they classmates?
Does this mean Hayato did something, or is he really a Pervert!?
Although both of them felt Hayato was a good person, they couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
"Um, Hayato-kun, who is she?"
Nijika cautiously asked.
Hayato calmly nodded, not at all worried about Nijika's misunderstanding. In this moment that seemed to be heading towards chaos, he was perfectly serene.
"She's my classmate."
After Hayato finished speaking, he looked around.
He faced the nervousness of the two women in the Band, Kita's worried expression with her hand over her mouth, and the curious gazes of the surrounding crowd, all under the square covered by fiery clouds.
Hayato spread his arms, as if embracing the world, and declared.
"Also, she's right, I am a Pervert!"
"A Pervert who loves everything, regardless of gender, age, whether it's organic or inorganic, its life form, chemical composition, physical properties, or even if it's not alive."
He spoke loudly and sincerely, completely disregarding the time, place, or the surrounding crowd.
In that moment, he became like the center of the world.
A few seconds later, the halted crowd began to flow again.
The three girls who participated in this performance stood frozen there. After a moment of awkwardness, Ryo-senpai calmly stroked her chin, her tone carrying a hint of doubt.
"Loving the world?"