In short, due to both her own nature and her environment.
Goto Ichirī became a social recluse who couldn't communicate normally with people.
Her personality also gradually became somewhat solitary, showing tendencies to become a shut-in.
She would spend her days holed up in her closet playing guitar or something.
Goto's mother couldn't stand it anymore.
So today, Goto Ichirī was sent out of her closet to run errands at the supermarket.
On the way, Goto Ichirī saw that the park was deserted.
Looking at the empty swings.
It felt like a place where lonely people like her would gather.
So, she inexplicably ran over and sat on the swing.
‘I don't want to go to school anymore, I can't survive there anyway.’
‘I feel like the internet is my only home...’
She was lost in her self-deprecating thoughts, filled with all sorts of nonsense.
As a result, she was completely unaware of someone approaching because she was looking down.
When she finally noticed.
“Ugh!”
Goto Ichirī was startled, and she leaned back so far she almost fell off the swing.
Yuki Maabuchi was squatting in front of Goto Ichirī, very close.
There was no way around it.
Goto Ichirī was desperately keeping her head down.
If he wanted to see her face, this was the only way.
However, even so, he couldn't see her face completely.
Goto Ichirī's hair was simply too long.
Her pink bangs even covered her eyes.
Therefore, Yuki Maabuchi still couldn't figure out why the girl in front of him seemed familiar.
“Hello, my name is Yuki Maabuchi, I live nearby, I haven't seen you around, can we be friends?”
Yuki Maabuchi offered a warm smile.
This move was practically foolproof.
After all, it's the genetics of the Yuki family.
Yuki Maabuchi's eight-point appearance isn't just talk.
Even with a cold face, there would be swarms of people desperately trying to get close to him.
Combine that with a smile that overflows with friendliness.
Even a cold and aloof ice queen would melt in front of him!
Goto Ichirī's eyes widened.
‘Huh? Huh!? What!?’
Goto Ichirī, desperately trying to keep from falling over, had no time to think about why Yuki Maabuchi suddenly approached her to strike up a conversation.
‘A super positive guy, this is a real super positive guy! He’s as bright as the sun! I’m about to melt!’
Her head was filled with such thoughts right now.
She even forgot to reply.
Yuki Maabuchi raised an eyebrow.
Oh, wow?
Someone who could actually resist this move.
“Did I bother you by talking to you suddenly? I'm sorry, but I just wanted to be friends with you.”
Yuki Maabuchi lowered his head slightly, showing a look of regret.
Goto Ichirī was about to be blinded.
The ‘super positive’ aura of the person in front of her was simply too strong.
More intense than all the popular people she'd seen combined in her entire life.
‘Friends?’
‘Huh huh huh!?’
‘Goto Ichirī! Talk to him! Your friend is going to run away!’
‘Oh no! I haven’t spoken in so long! I can't even make a sound!’
Goto Ichirī let out a soft "aa" from her throat.
Yuki Maabuchi observed the girl in front of him, his fingers gently stroking his chin.
After watching for a while.
He suddenly slapped his hand.
“Oh, I see, you're not rejecting me, you're simply too nervous to speak.”
Goto Ichirī: !
‘Mind reading!? How did he know!?’
“You're probably thinking about how I knew that, right!”
‘He really can read minds! Crab, carrot, watermelon!’
“You’re probably starting to think about abstract words.”
Goto Ichirī’s eyes widened.
Yuki Maabuchi let out a light laugh.
It wasn't a warm smile, nor was it a bitter wry smile.
This time, it was a playful laugh, the kind that comes when you find something amusing.
This girl was so easy to read, her thoughts were practically written on her face.
Plus, her aura, at first glance, was the type that you could play with however you wanted.
“Anyway, give me your phone first.”
Yuki Maabuchi extended his hand towards Goto Ichirī.
“Ah...” Goto Ichirī subconsciously did as she was told, handing him her phone before whispering, “Why?”
Yuki Maabuchi took Goto Ichirī’s phone.
He opened Goto Ichirī’s LINE.
He added himself first, and he even changed her note.
“You’re Goto, what’s your first name?”
“Ichirī...”
“Oh, then I’ll call you Little Lonely from now on.”
“Huh? So why...”
“Because Ichirī, alone (the sound of Goto’s name and Little Lonely put together) It's pretty catchy, isn’t it?”
“No...”
Goto Ichirī really wanted to say that she wasn’t asking about the meaning of the nickname.
But why was he giving her a nickname?
And why was he using her phone without permission?
Of course, Little Lonely could never say these questions aloud.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t be Little Lonely anymore.
“I’m Yuki Maabuchi, call me Yuki-kun from now on, okay?”
“Ah...”
“Okay?”
“Yes! Yes! Yuki-kun!”
Yuki Maabuchi showed a satisfied smile.
Goto Ichirī trembled slightly.
‘I... I was just threatened, right! That was definitely a threat, right!’
‘What am I going to do now? Will he force me to go work at a nightclub and make money as a hostess?’
‘Has my life ended today? ’
Little Lonely is shivering.jpg.
‘Fight back, Goto Ichirī! Fight back!’
“We’re friends now, okay.”
“Yes!”
Goto Ichirī had no backbone.
Yuki Maabuchi stood up with a satisfied grin, stepping back.
Just when Goto Ichirī felt a bit relieved by the increase in distance.
“Little Lonely, stand here now, then flick your hair up.”
“And say to me, ‘Nice to meet you, please be good to me.’”
Goto Ichirī’s eyes widened.
“Huh?”
That was clearly asking too much.
But Yuki Maabuchi’s specialty was asking too much.
“Hey, Little Lonely, you know, this is a ‘friend’s request,’ you don't want to disappoint my expectations, right?”
Goto Ichirī, with an expression that seemed like she was about to cry, stood where Yuki Maabuchi pointed.
‘Are friends like this? It’s more like a ‘master’s order’ than a ‘friend’s request’!’