So, five minutes later, the stand was finally set.

Yuki took a deep breath and slowly put his hands on the keys, his fingertips touching the keys.

Then, apply a sharp force.

After opening with a bass, Yuki's left hand remained in the bass range, while his right hand climbed several octaves, and then beat from light to heavy, from slow to sharp, bringing out a series of trills.

Her finger rhythm is not very fast, but the sound of the piano falls on her heart like raindrops, even though the simulation of the electronic organ cannot reach the pure timbre of the piano, but the performance effect is not too compromised.

Yuki's expression looked very relaxed, but he seemed to be familiar with the music at this speed, but when he reached the ** part, his right hand played on the outside of the piano.

It turned out that there was not enough piano length.

“…… Speaking of which, this is an electronic keyboard. ”

She stared at the keys for a few seconds before she suddenly remembered to speak.

And almost at the same time, the other three also applauded, and the same was true for Su, who smiled and said after the applause faded away: "It's a good play." ”

“…… Xie Lu Xie. ”

After bowing to the three of them, Yuki walked back to the table and began to settle her unfinished cake.

"But it would be better if we paid more attention to the fingering aspect, right? Takemiya-san, when he changes his fingers, always seems to use four fingers to five fingers. ”

At this time, he put forward suggestions for improvement.

"I've tried to change this, but it won't work for a while......

While scooping the cake with a spoon in his right hand and looking at his left hand, Yuki nodded in agreement.

"Maybe it will be better in a while, right?"

"So, where did Takemiya learn the piano?"

Putting his arms on the chair, Ritsu looked at Yuki and asked.

“…… And Mom. ”

Yuki replied with some restraint:

"Mom is a professional composer by profession, so there are a lot of instruments at home......"

"So you're good at it?"

Ritsu immediately came to the spirit.

"Right?"

Yuki said with some uncertainty.

"So, what about the last feeling?"

Looking at Yuki, Mio asked:

“…… The most rear, feeling? ”

He looked at the few cakes left on the plate, and then at the slightly expectant expressions of the three of them.

She really thinks the place is good.

Not only is it good, but it also has the same warm feeling as a club that she once formed casually in her memory.

So, it is absolutely impossible to stay.

- "I'm sorry. ”

So she said this, and said in the somewhat disappointed expressions of the three of them:

"It's not that the light part is bad, but it ...... I still can't. ”

……

……

When he got home, the first thing Yuki did was to sort out the order of the shoes at the door, and neatly arrange the shoes that had been left by the door.

Walking towards the house, I soon saw a woman sitting in front of the television with a cigarette in her hand.

That's Yuki's mother.

"I'm back."

All the way into the living room, behind her, Yuki said.

“…… Are you back? ”

Turning her face slightly sideways and looking at Yuki, the woman put her gaze back on the TV again:

"It feels like it's a little late, has something happened?"

"Nothing."

Yuki shook his head and simply brought the question over:

"It's just a little bit of a matter with my classmates."

"Extortion?"

The woman immediately frowned.

"Not really...... It's just a very ordinary communication between classmates. ”

"Huh...... That's it. ”

So the woman turned her gaze back to the TV, pointed the cigarette holder between her teeth, and took a puff.

"Ah, Mom, didn't I say that smoking is bad?"

Yuki, who had been watching the whole process in a daze, suddenly reacted, and while saying this, he snatched the cigarette from the woman's hand.

"Ah, my cigarette ......"

"Don't smoke again today!"

Yuki twisted the cigarette very hard, and then puffed out his mouth without mercy, although it looked like he was coquettish.

“…… Yes, yes. ”

Keeping an indifferent look, the woman shook her head, then leaned sideways in her chair:

"You can feel it, Yuki."

She stared at the TV, but she didn't know if Lu Dao was watching TV:

"You...... Is there anything you'd like to ask? ”

"Nope."

Yuki asked seemingly puzzled:

"Why do you say that?"

The woman absentmindedly pressed the remote control:

"Feeling."

After the last time, I pressed the standby button after switching channels all the time.

"Ask, I'll listen."

“…… Mom, when I was in high school, what kind of club member was you? ”

After a long silence, Yuki asked.

"High school?"

Squinting slightly, the mother habitually stretched out two fingers in front of her mouth, but after remembering that she didn't have a cigarette in her hand, she put it back again:

"I think about it, it seems to be...... Light part, right? ”

"Light Voice?"

"Well, the light part."

After closing her eyes and thinking for a few seconds, the woman opened them again and was convinced:

"The whole club formed a band together, and I was the keyboardist."

Yuki's eyes widened suddenly, and she forcibly resisted the idea of asking about something related to the light sound department, and instead asked another question:

"Did Mom already play the piano when she was in high school?"

“…… Well, it's not for work needs. ”

As soon as this topic was mentioned, the woman who didn't know what Lu Dao was looking a little depressed laughed at herself:

"I didn't expect to think of this as a day at work."

Her eyes were a little confused, as if she was recalling something, and then the memories dissipated, and she looked at Yuki again:

"Anything else?"

“…… Without. ”

So Yuki smiled and shook his head very obediently:

"I'm going to make dinner."

"Ah, if it's dinner, it's ready."

She had barely turned around when the woman's lazy voice suddenly sounded behind her.

“…… Huh? ”

The amount of information in this sentence made Yuki completely overwhelmed.

This can be said to be abnormal.

"But Mom, haven't you cooked for a long time? Even if you really prepare something to eat, it's called takeout......"

“…… Is it so weird when I cook dinner once? ”

The woman pulled down her eyelids and looked at Yuki.

"No, I didn't mean that......"

Yuki immediately shook his head in denial.

"Forget it, let's eat."

Got up from her chair and stretched, the woman said.

And Yuki looked at her look of indifference, but suddenly laughed: "Xie Lu Xie, Mom." ”

“…… What do you mean? ”

The woman squinted.

"Nope."

Yuki still just smiled and said happily:

"Just wanted to say that."