I Was Dumped by My Childhood Friend, but Somehow I Was Confessed to by the School Idol and Lost My Peaceful Life

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Episode 34 – Music Store Date

Today is Sunday.

Clear weather.

A perfect day for a date.

So many things had happened, but the day finally arrived.

In the end, we decided not to prolong the date plan too far and decide together after meeting.

The meeting place was the same place where I met Yui san on the day I confessed my feelings to Iori.

In this neighborhood, that place is the easiest to find.

I arrived 30 minutes before the meeting as I did last time.

I was looking forward to meeting her, but I usually misread the time.

——I don’t need love anymore.

That’s what I really thought when I was rejected by Aika.

But now I can’t help but look forward to it.

Maybe I have a romantic mind.

—”Hm, aren’t you early?”

Within 10 minutes of my arrival, Iori came over.

She was dressed in her casual clothes.

Last time, I was so excited just to see her that I couldn’t even concentrate on my own activities, but just looking at her in her school’s idol’s spring outfit makes me nervous.

I am the happiest person.

“I misread the time and arrived early. What about you, Iori?”

“Last time, I failed to buy strings, so I figured I’d go ahead and get some.”

I’ve heard that line before.

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“I see. So shall we go to the music store?”

“Yeah sure, it must be nice for us to have a date at a music store.”

And so we headed to the music store.

The staff who had warned us the other day when we had made a scene was looking at us with a slightly disgusted expression on his face.

He seemed to remember us well.

“Hey, what kind of strings do you use on your acoustic guitar?”

“I used firmed strings for both acoustic and electric guitars.

“Isn’t it hard to play?”

“The harder the string  is, the easier it is to express the nuances of picking.”

“Hmm, that’s why Naru’s guitar is so expressive. Maybe I should try to imitate you.”

“Oh, then, I recommend this one.”

I chose the guitar strings with her as if I was choosing clothes. What is this……I enjoyed music store dates very much. I didn’t realize how precious it was to have a common hobby with my girlfriend.

“Hey, the pick you’re using has an unusual shape, doesn’t it? What do you use?”

“That’s a masterpiece developed by a domestic manufacturer with a lot of care and attention.”

“The pick I’m using now doesn’t feel right, so I’m thinking of imitating the pick.”

“I recommend this type of pick because it has a non-slip surface.”

I had no idea how exciting it was to pick a guitar pick.

I could talk about my hobbies and not a single look of disapproval would come across my face.

On the contrary, she listened to me with interest.

I felt that having compatible hobbies is a very important aspect in a relationship.

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