Everything was going according to plan, and Wakaba returned home after playing a few songs in the music room, and the familiar people were already waiting.

"Chequita, long time no see."

Chequita smiled when he heard this:

"Yes, your growth has surprised me."

She didn't expect that the teenager who couldn't do more than three moves under her own hands back then, relied on a ruthless action, and was easily fooled by Kasper, grew up to the point where he would control a country quietly, and maybe even more than that.

Kashber brushed the sense of existence on the side:

"Wakaba, don't ignore me."

Wakaba saw Kashbo's cynical chuckle on his face, and said angrily:

"You guy's demeanor is still annoying."

"I'm not a beautiful knife, so I can't make everyone like it."

Kasper didn't care about Wakaba's attitude at all, shrugged his shoulders in a chic manner, and then said seriously:

"What are you going to do?"

"The struggle of people has never stopped, and the initial development of bare hands has developed into stones and sticks, cold weapons, and now giant ships, cannons, and aircraft missiles, which is progress."

Wakaba said this, looked at Kashber and listened for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled:

"All roads lead to Rome, don't you think? Uncle. ”

"Uncle?"

Kashber was stunned when he heard this, and then chuckled as usual:

"Nice name."

However, Kashber avoided Wakaba's question, he understood what Wakaba meant, the 'World Serpent' can block the sky and the sea, but it is helpless against the land, there are no giant ships, cannons, planes, missiles, guns, explosives, black powder, and even cold weapons, wooden sticks and even fists.

The so-called war, from the perspective of those in high positions, is a 'continuation of politics', and from an objective point of view, it is a large-scale fight and group fight.

That's right, it's a group fight, but ordinary people fight in a group with as few as three or five people, and as many as hundreds of people make trouble. And a group fight in which the enemy dies is war, whether it is a few thousand or many millions, disciplined, organized, and heavily armed, to the point where the other side dies.

It has nothing to do with the power of the weapon, it is the nature of human beings, the nature of being lost by profit.

Wakaba shrugged his shoulders, not caring whether Kashber answered or not, and brought tea to the guest:

"Sa, Sister Coco probably needs your help over there, so I won't keep you."

···

The earth is composed of 70% of the sea, and from space it looks like a blue planet made of water, and the sea is vast and immense, most of the time the wind and waves are calm, and there are few stormy waves, just like the world, peace is the mainstream, and under that mainstream is a turbulent undercurrent that no one can do.

However, most people are unaware.

Japan inexplicably restored its calm, the chaotic south stabilized, the north and the south were united again, industry was restored, and people's lives returned to normal. But the results are always good.

Wakaba is also mixed in with ordinary people at this time, taking classes every day, practicing the piano, and occasionally playing a song with the pianist next door who has never been famous and has never seen the true face.

Two months later...

Takeshi Iizuka also watched the short news of his parents broadcast on TV, and sighed sincerely:

"It's wonderful."

"What?"

Haruki Kitahara looked at his friend slightly in confusion, and for some reason he suddenly said this.

Takeya Iizuka shrugged his shoulders and sighed:

"Restore peace, don't you know, the news has reported that there are terrorist attacks here and there, and although they all happened in the north, I am also worried that one day when I walk on the road, I will suddenly be hit by terrorists or forces that will hit Yuchi."

"It's as terrible as you say."

Haruki Kitahara was completely speechless for his brain-opening friend, shook his head, and continued to practice his guitar, maybe he really didn't have any talent, he had been practicing since the summer vacation, but he didn't make as much progress as Wakaba, who had been auditing for two months, which was really distressing.

Takeshi Iizuka nodded slightly when he heard this, anyway, the matter has already passed, and it is useless to think so much, so it is better to focus on the present.

"The school festival is going to be held in half a month.,What should I do? Wakaba, can you help me think about it? ”

Wakaba sat in front of the piano and gently wiped the keys, and when he heard the injured action, he raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"It's difficult, the drum kit and bass can be synthesized electronically, but the lead singer is essential, why don't you fill it up?"

Takeshi Iizuka scratched his face in embarrassment, and said helplessly:

"Well, it's true that I'm singing out of tune, but don't say it."

"I don't know many people, so you can worry about it yourself."

Wakaba flicked down a sentence lightly, his fingers on the keys and flicked, energetic notes flowing at his fingertips, this is a light music score, which belongs to the kind that has been popular for many years, and is very popular with school classmates, and recently Haruki Kitazono has been using this piece to make etudes.

Wakaba thought it was good after listening to it, with a strong sense of rhythm, easy to mobilize the atmosphere, and studied it and planned to try to play it, and by the way, let Kitazono Haruki appreciate the rhythm and beat faster.

At this moment, the sound of a wind orchestra suddenly came from next door, blending with the smooth piano sound and the somewhat sluggish guitar sound, the score is different, but it comes from the same track, and the music of different instruments complements each other, and the effect is very good.

Of course, this is also the fact that Haruki Beiyuan has been practicing hard for two months, and there are no major mistakes, otherwise it will be difficult to hear.

Saxophone?

Wakaba's fingers flicked freely, and the rhythm was as accurate as a machine, but his eyes widened slightly, and he was surprised at the bottom of his heart.

Instrumental music is one of the arts, and it is very difficult to practice a certain instrument to a high level, and many people may not be able to do it in their lifetime, let alone two very different genres of instruments.

The saxophone is a popular instrument for winding, but the piano is a classical instrument for playing.

Wakaba knew that the piano player next door was slightly inferior to him in piano skills, but he was also at a very high level, but he didn't expect that the other party also had such a high attainment in saxophone, which was really surprising to him.

But what surprised Wakaba even more was that when the song was about to go through the third of the way, a sweet singing voice suddenly came from the rooftop of the building, which was the lyrics of this pop song.

It's a perfect performance of light music.

Wakaba slightly tilted his head to look at Takeya Iizuka, who was a little stunned, and said:

"Here's your chance, go and invite your lead singer."