"Asakura-kun, can I use your computer?"
Yuigahama Yui asked excitedly.
"My computer doesn't have any gas installed, you know?"
Asakura said.
"It's okay, I just want to watch so videos on YouTube. Watching on a small phone screen makes my eyes tired."
Yuigahama Yui explained.
"You can, but don't go rummaging through the files on the computer."
Asakura agreed.
"Oh my~"
Yanami Anna, with a mischievous grin on her big face, leaned towards Asakura, dragging out her words in a playful tone: "Could it be that Asakura-kun has sothing indecent on his computer? Like 'study materials'? Oh my, oh my, even Asakura-kun is a healthy boy~"
Asakura expressionlessly grabbed her head and instantly refined it.
"Ouch?! Ow, ow, ow… I feel like sothing's being squeezed out of my brain?!"
The girl, whose head was being held by the Dragon Claw Hand, wailed.
"Don't worry, it's just brain matter."
Asakura said indifferently.
"Even if you're comforting , you should say 'it's just so useless knowledge'!"
"Creak, creak, Yanami!"
"My head isn't so Zanpakuto!"
"Is this it? The place where strange knowledge is stored?"
"No! All my mories with my childhood friend are going to be squeezed out like water from a sponge…"
"Comparing your own head to a sponge, don't you think there's sothing wrong with that, Yanami?"
Yukinoshita Yukino said, looking coldly at the suffering Yanami.
"I can accept comparing it to a starfish, an octopus, or a crab too…"
"Why are they all marine creatures?"
Yukinoshita Yukino asked.
"I feel like the burgers made from them would be delicious."
Yanami said.
"You're not taking seriously, are you? As expected of Yanami, it seems I'll have to get a little serious too."
Asakura released his left hand. Before the girl who had escaped could feel relieved, he once again grasped her head with his right hand: "Actually, my dominant hand is my right hand!"
"But, but didn't you still lose during the ball ga tournant even when you switched to your dominant hand?"
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Wait, wait a minute? I feel like my skull is making a very ominous sound?!"
"Die!"
"Sushi? Where's the sushi?"
"… (Forcefully)"
"Eeeek—!"
While Asakura and Yanami were still happily (?) playing, Yuigahama Yui had already woken up the dormant computer.
She skillfully logged into YouTube, only to find that the browser had automatically logged into Asakura's account.
"Huh, Asakura-kun watches Guitar Hero videos too?"
Seeing the video thumbnails on the hopage, which were too much of a big data push, the girl asked with so surprise.
"I just happened to see it, so I casually clicked in to watch it."
Asakura said while punishing Yanami: "This person has been quite popular recently; her video recomndations often appear on the music section's hopage."
As soon as he ntioned Guitar Hero, he couldn't help but recall his misjudgnt from two days ago—it was because Gotō Hitori confidently said she was on the sa level as Guitar Hero that he boasted about Kessoku Band performing at the Founders' Festival.
As a result, their ensemble was completely a ss, only slightly better than a beginner. If he really put a band of that level on stage, he estimated that after the performance, he would have a close encounter with Amakusa Shino's fist, which was as indestructible as her chest.
"…Huh?"
Asakura suddenly noticed a sense of incongruity.
Previously, after returning ho, he was ambushed by Asagumo Chihaya, and then on the weekend, he was dragged to an offline event by Gokou Ruri, so he hadn't really thought about this matter much. Now, thinking back, it did seem a bit off.
Gotō Hitori's reclusive and shy personality was definitely not acted. Asakura was sowhat confident in his judgnt. If the girl could truly perform such a personality without showing any flaws, then compared to her, those award-winning actresses on TV would have to step aside.
At least Asakura didn't think any actor could perform the kind of facial expressions where the girl's features almost flew off her face when she was extrely afraid…
So, thinking about it that way, it was very strange.
People who are reclusive and shy often lack self-confidence and easily develop an inferiority complex. Gotō Hitori indeed showed similar behaviors.
So why, when he asked her earlier, using Guitar Hero as a standard of 10 points, could she unhesitatingly give herself a perfect score?
Asakura looked at the computer screen. At this point, Yuigahama Yui had already clicked on a Guitar Hero video following their conversation. The person in the video didn't show her face, only wore a pink tracksuit, playing covers of popular songs from the Oricon chart on her guitar.
"That tracksuit… and that guitar…"
Asakura's pupils slightly contracted.
Although when he first t Gotō Hitori, she was wearing the Shuka High School uniform, under the sailor uniform's skirt, the girl was wearing neither black or white stockings that would reveal her absolute territory, nor special textured tights, nor white cotton socks symbolizing youth and health, but inexplicably a pair of pink tracksuit bottoms…
There was no mistake. Asakura was very confident in his judgnt. The tracksuit bottoms worn by Guitar Hero in the video were exactly the sa style as the tracksuit bottoms Gotō Hitori wore.
Coupled with the guitar being completely identical, even so marks left by a long period of ti were largely the sa.
Then there was only one answer.
Asakura released Yanami's head, then pulled out a Pocky stick from the snack box she had on the table, snapped it in half with a 'crunch,' and ate it.
Gotō Hitori is Guitar Hero!
Although he didn't know why she deliberately pretended to be unskilled—perhaps just because of her social anxiety and not wanting to be noticed by others? Or simply unaccustod to performing in front of real people, leading to a poor performance—it was clear that everyone had been fooled by her.
"In other words, if this problem is solved…"
Then it would an being able to invite a professional-level popular YouTube guitarist, Guitar Hero, to the Founders' Festival, right?
Isn't this much more stylish than going on stage with Yuigahama Yui and telling manzai like a codian?
"Although I don't know what happened, I always feel that Asakura-kun's gaze is a bit rude…"
Yuigahama Yui squinted at Asakura, taking in his constantly changing expressions, and said with a slight hint of displeasure.
"It's nothing. More importantly, Yuigahama, are you interested in going to a Livehouse with later?"
"Eh? ?"
The girl was surprised and a little pleased; perhaps this was a girl's heart.
"That's right, Yuigahama!"
Asakura nodded heavily: "I need your codian power!"
"I don't have any strange power like that!"
Yuigahama Yui, whose girlish heart was instantly shattered, bared her small white teeth and said fiercely like a hamster.
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