Social phobia and lonely rock!

The next day, after greeting his parents, sister, and neighbors one by one in a perverted manner, Ishikawa Hayabusa walked towards school with his backpack in one hand and his synthesizer in the other.

But even though it was morning, he was already anxious for classes to end.

It's not that he doesn't like going to school, but when they separated yesterday, Nijika and Ryo had already made an appointment to meet him.

"Well, if you're free, I'll see you at Starry after school."

Nijika's gentle and lively voice still echoes in my ears.

"We basically practice here."

Those are cool words.

Ishikawa Hayabusa can't wait to show off in front of them. Get out of the way and let me show you this pervert's strength!

Walking towards school along the same route as yesterday, Ishikawa Hayabusa paid attention to his surroundings.

I didn't see the girl in the pink tracksuit.

It is a shame.

Upon arriving at the classroom, he placed the synthesizer in the locker, walked to his seat, and took out the "Synthesizer Self-Study Tutorial" from his bag, holding it between his thin hands, completely ignoring the noise around him and reading the book in silence.

There is no fear of being alone at all. Instead, he is so calm and serene that he makes people feel relaxed.

It was only when class began that he put away his books, picked up the textbook, and took a look. After memorizing the knowledge points, he bowed his head, listened to the teacher's lecture, and looked up at the endless sky in deep thought.

Lunch break.

After finishing lunch, he headed towards the teachers' lounge.

When he arrived at the teacher's room, he saw Ishida Yu clean up and get up and leave.

The two met face to face, and when Ishida Yu saw Ishikawa Hayabusa, a look of surprise appeared beneath his glasses.

After their first meeting yesterday, he thought that Ishikawa Hayabusa was the kind of arrogant person who didn't take teachers seriously, but he didn't expect him to actually attend the meeting.

"Ishikawa, you're here."

"Because we have an appointment." Ishikawa Hayabusa took the lead and entered the staff room, stopped in front of Ishida Yu's desk, and extended his hand.

"Teacher, please sit down."

Ishida Yu: ???

For a moment, Ishida Yu was confused about whether he should sit down or not, but in the end, he continued to sit in his seat.

"The teacher asked me to come here to talk about my self-introduction yesterday."

Ishikawa Hayabusa spoke as soon as Ishida Yu sat down.

As a teacher and an adult, Ishida Yu naturally didn't want to be led by his students, so he didn't give a direct answer.

"Well, that's also the reason. Ishikawa-kun doesn't interact much with the other students in the class, right? Why?"

He struggled to straighten his face and look more serious.

Facing the serious teacher, Ishikawa Hayabusa smiled.

First of all, I would like to thank the teachers for their concern. The reason is that I don't want to waste time on superficial socializing. I don't want to spend more time communicating with people who are not interesting or special.

"Ishikawa-kun, rich social interactions will make school life interesting."

"The definition of interesting is different for everyone, and for me it's interesting."

Ishikawa Hayabusa didn't care at all about Ishida Yu's complaints and troubles and explained to him patiently.

In the end, Ishida Yu was left speechless.

Ishikawa Hayabusa left a sentence.

"Thank you for your concern, Professor. However, interfering with others' harmless lifestyles is a form of arrogance. Please be aware of this, Professor."

He saluted and left the teachers' lounge.

For a moment, the teachers' lounge was so silent you could have heard a pin drop.

On the other side, Ishikawa Hayabusa, who had some free time, did not rush to continue reading, but walked slowly to the corner of the stairs on the first floor of the school.

At this moment, he felt like snooping around the cat's nest at home.

As for what he had told the teacher before about not harming others, he had long forgotten it.

Perverts naturally have flexible moral boundaries.

He slowed down and walked step by step towards the corner. In the noisy school, that corner was quiet and there was no human presence.

Ishikawa Hayabusa didn't know whether he would find it or not, he just went to take a look.

He climbed the stairs and leaned on the edge to look down.

A few strands of hot pink hair were visible among the pile of extra tables and chairs. The hair moved slightly, and there was the faint sound of chopsticks hitting lunch boxes.

Still eating.

I really want to harass you!!

When that thought came to his mind, Ishikawa Hayabusa had already reached the entrance to the maze of tables and chairs.

The perverted body and mind are so consistent.

Looking at this alley-like corner, Ishikawa Hayabusa was also a little curious about how Goto Hitori would run if he wanted to.

Thinking of this, he deliberately increased the weight of his steps, and the thick soles of his shoes made a loud sound as they hit the ground.

No.

"what!"

A soft cry of surprise came from the corner below the stairs.

"Who's here?"

Ishikawa Hayabusa pretended not to know and walked in, but as soon as he passed the pile of tables and chairs, he heard the sound of people hurriedly packing their bags and nervous shouts.

"S-sorry! I'm leaving right now!"

A person wearing a pink sportswear and holding a lunchbox in his hand ran towards Ishikawa Hayabusa quickly, as if he was afraid of being seen by his face.

Needless to say, it must be Goto Hitori.

Ishikawa Hayabusa naturally wouldn't let her get away. If he really let her get away, it would be difficult to find her next time.

For those who suffer from social anxiety, once the hiding place is discovered, they will never return.

On the first day of school, Goto Hitori used his social phobia instinct to find a place where he could eat in peace.

It's quiet, no one comes by and you don't have to worry about being seen by others while eating alone.

This is the perfect personal area.

She was eating that day, feeling proud of herself for finding such a perfect place.

No.

The sound of footsteps suddenly tensed her relaxed nerves. She froze and held her breath.

"Hey, who's here?"

Is anyone coming?

No, no, don't come in.

But the footsteps didn't hear his thoughts and came closer.

Danger is coming! The Apostles are coming!

In an instant, Goto Hitori looked left and right, but he couldn't find any place to hide.

After a determined look, he slammed the lid of the lunch box, wrapped the chopsticks and the lunch box in a square towel, and ran out with his eyes closed, holding his lunch.

"S-sorry! I'm leaving right now!"

But as soon as she saw the light outside, someone grabbed her by the shoulders.

"Aaaaaaah..."

When Goto Hitori thought he was dead and showed an expression of despair.

"And you."

The man said this.

Ishikawa Hayabusa looked at the expression on the girl's face, no, the girl's facial features were broken, and exclaimed in his heart.

Wow, is that a gesture a human can make?

He pretended to be ignorant.

"It's you, why are you here alone?"

When Goto Hitori heard the man's familiar tone, he calmed down a bit and secretly glanced at the approaching person.

Ah, it's the person I met on the first day of school.

Eye!!

Ishikawa Hayabusa saw Goto Hitori covering her eyes again and wondered what she was thinking. However, he didn't expect Hitori to say anything. Seeing the lunch box in Ichiri's hand, he asked directly:

"Are you eating here alone? Come to think of it, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Ishikawa Hayabusa, 3rd grade, 1st grade."

After finishing speaking, Ishikawa Hayabusa watched as Goto Hitori entered another kind of panic, like a fish that couldn't breathe, constantly opening his mouth. Only a long time later did he lower his head, his eyes hidden under his bangs, and utter a sentence.

"Yes... Class 2, 1st grade, Goto Hitori."

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