Chapter Twenty-Four: Relief and Their Upcoming School Festival
PS1: The [That Thing] in this chapter is related to the paragraph at the end of Chapter 6, so to avoid confusion, here's a reminder...... It didn't do much though......
PS2: Changed, deleted, deleted, changed, finally not late...... It's 11:58 a.m.!
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Chapter 24 Relief and the upcoming school festival
"Haven't you been relieved?"
"Why, why can't you let go of the fact that you were once so good at music!"
September 15th, 3 p.m. sharp.
Shibuya Station.
I, Kaze Takasaka, walked out of the train door at a hurry.
Behind him, there is a piano with a complicated look.
I walked out of the train door by myself, and went straight to her without stopping at allβ
The piano played the place where I was told.
Yes, I didn't deliberately wait for her to fall behind me, I just followed my own ideas.
This is not what a proper gentleman should do.
But I also don't think I'm a qualified gentleman.
Glancing at her who was following her closely, I couldn't help but speed up my pace.
The reasons for this are clear to me.
Just as the train arrived at the last stop, she, who had been talking and laughing with me along the way, suddenly fell silent.
Later, after struggling for a while, I asked why she had suddenly become so weird.
She shook her head and gave an answer that a little kid knew was lying.
"It's okay!"
Naturally, an atmosphere of silence emerged.
And just now, the silence was broken by her slow opening.
She began to talk about it.
That's something I was, and still does, in my memory.
That's something I was, and still regrets, when I think about it.
I don't know why, but as soon as she finished speaking, my body involuntarily stepped out of the open tram door.
No, not involuntarily.
It should be said that after the secret hidden deep in my heart was revealed, I instinctively wanted to escape and keep my distance from her.
Not just on the streets, but also in the heart.
What I'm doing now is also making her feel my indifference.
First, pay off your bills.
Next, protect yourself with indifference.
In the end, the two do not know each other.
It was a step I decided on in a split second.
These three ordinary processes can prevent me from having any real communication with her.
If I could move out of the apartment now, I would even be able to cut out the first and second processes and shorten the three processes into one.
The two don't know each other.
As for why?
β¦β¦ Quite simply, I hate people who know about it.
And I can't make the people who know about it disappear completely.
So, let me 'not know' anyone who knows about it, and the effect will be the same.
I'm the only one in the world who knows about it.
That thing is the truth I don't want to face!
Such a child-like reason for making trouble has always existed in my thinking.
After turning the corner, the house with the sign of the rental studio appeared in front of my eyes.
I glanced back again.
She was still right behind me, half a step away from me.
In her eyes, there was a deep sense of uneasiness and worry.
I stopped suddenly.
Like a frightened rabbit, she took a step back.
Then, after a moment's hesitation, she said, "I'm really worried about you." β
The eyes are the windows of the soul, and subtle feelings that are difficult to express in words can be expressed with the eyes.
At this moment, the eyes of the piano blow are a good interpretation of the meaning of this sentence.
The worry I saw in her eyes, I was sure it wouldn't be false.
Becauseβ
The eyes don't deceive.
I stared into her eyes for a moment, then suddenly raised the corners of my mouth, and then said, "...... Don't tell anyone, oh, piano blowing. β
I thought, if she knew, then it didn't matter, right?
After all, that's a real worry.
Muttering to myself in the bottom of my heart, holding on to this idea that I once thought was extremely ridiculous, I put aside the negativity I had just had.
No matter how well it is hidden, it will eventually be known.
Blindly avoiding and blindly hating people who know about it, in the end, it won't be of any benefit to you, right?
Now what I should do is to puff up my chest and face it, right?
To me who used to love the guitar like that.
"I'll be able to help, Qinfu. β
I whispered to her, who was stunned, and I walked into the rental studio.
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Originally, I just wanted to fool the past and make them think that I was a high school boy who didn't know anything about music except for the basic music knowledge he learned in school.
But she, Qin Pi so broke my illusions.
She knows me.
No, I should say that I know who I used to be.
Scratching my head, I stood a little embarrassed behind the piano blower.
"If you don't know which room it is, don't go so fast! β
The piano whistle that made fun of me so softly is now asking the administrator of the rental studio about the studios where the other members of the light music club are.
Inside, this modern style house with a rental studio sign is made up of several small studios.
As she walked in the direction the caretaker had pointed out, she explained to me the reason for her visit, "Because of yesterday's typhoon, even the holiday school didn't let us use the activity room of the Light Music Club to practice. β
"And the time for the school festival is coming.,If we want to participate.,The time for group practice can't be reduced!"
After nodding her head clearly, Fengtai followed her pace: "Speaking of which, when Qin Fu slept yesterday, he was not affected by the typhoon, right?"
I don't know when, he changed the title of the landlady to Qinfu, which became more and more natural.
"Nope. After she denied Feng Tai's question, she asked him rhetorically, "What about Feng Tai?"
ββ¦β¦ Barely enough. β
With a dry laugh, he regretted stirring up the topic.
"Is your school festival coming?"
In Japan, not every school has the same time to perform the school festival.
However, the school festival is basically concentrated in late October to early November, and these times are the peak of school festivals.
And the school festival,Generally speaking, it is a festival on campus.γ
At the school festival, students can invite people from other schools to visit.
Not only clubs can perform performances, but even students in the class can use the class as a venue to create haunted houses, maid cafes, live portraits, etc.
Faced with the problem that the wind was too unnutritious, Qin Fuki smiled and replied, "Well, in three weeks." β