The next day.

Midday.

During recess, Wazuma borrowed an empty classroom, which seems to be quite a lot of empty classrooms in Japanese schools, and it is said that when the school was rebuilt after the war, it was planned according to the birth rate of the baby boom after the war, but it turned out that there were not so many classrooms at all.

As a result, the empty classroom has become a stage for all kinds of "after-school stories".

In the classroom, Kazuma held a harmonica and reproduced the melody of "The Story You Don't Know" upside down.

"Suddenly changed from an ethereal style to a pop song?" Nanjo looked at Kazuma suspiciously, "Your style of music is a bit big." ”

Without waiting for a quibble with Ma, the chairman said: "He has no formal composition training, he doesn't even understand music theory, and for him there is no point in style, he just plays the melody that comes out of his heart." ”

He Ma wanted to give a big thumbs up to the chairman, and he didn't even have to think about the reason in the future.

Nanjo accepted the chairman's argument because it sounded very reasonable.

She looked down at the score she had picked up, and then handed it to the chairman: "Come, let's merge our scores." ”

One person may make mistakes, but comparing the scores of two people can correct the mistakes.

Of course, the best way is to have three people work together to score music, but unfortunately Mikako doesn't understand music.

Mikako, who was bored, said to Kazuma, "Why did you suddenly write songs again?" ”

"I watched the stars with Chiyoko last night, and I remembered the scene of watching the stars in the past, and I was moved."

As he spoke, he sang the words he remembered to the melody by the way.

The two of them who were on the score stopped and looked at Kazuma.

When Kazuma finished singing a paragraph—actually the second paragraph of the original lyrics—Nanjo clapped his hands, "That's nice, but can you still see the Summer Night Triangle now?" ”

"I feel like I'm filling in the autumn quadrilateral, and I always feel that something is wrong."

In fact, the main and horse are afraid that it will be self-defeating to blindly change people's Japanese words with their poor national language level.

Mikako: "This is a song written for Chiyoko, I always feel so envious." ”

Nanjo nodded silently: "Hmm." ”

Mikako: "What do you envy, don't you have a song?" That star's place can't be for me, right? ”

"No," Kazuma shook his head, "I wrote what I wanted to write about the stars." ”

"Then Chiyoko is the first one." Mikako stretched, and then lay on the table, "I'm even more envious!" But compared to us, Chiyoko is a blood relative who is really dependent on each other after all, so I understand and understand. ”

Nanjo smiled, "Chiyoko, it's cute." I would also like to have a sister like that. ”

"Oh, Nanjo, you've inadvertently exposed your wolf ambitions." Mikako leaned on her desk and looked at Nanjo with a wicked smile.

Her cheeks are soft and fit perfectly on the tabletop.

Nanjo: "I'm just stating the facts, Chiyoko is really cute, and she must be a super beauty in her third year of high school." And obedient, smart and clever. ”

Kazuma smiled, and he couldn't help but think of the fight he had with the stubborn Chiyoko when he first crossed.

At that time, Chiyoko didn't seem to be obedient or clever at all.

Mikako: "Well, someone has a disgusting smile. ”

"What's wrong with me? Isn't it normal for my proud sister to be praised by others, and I laugh? ”

"Is Kazuma a sister control?" The chairman of the committee, who has been checking the score, suddenly joined the conversation, "It seems that this element has become popular recently, and I read the new serials in manga magazines, and many of them bring their own sisters. ”

"No, I'm not a sister." And the horse hurriedly denied it.

The chairman of the committee drew a rest on the score, and then handed it to Kazuma: "That's it! It should be almost the right score, and you can take it home and praise your dear sister. ”

"Thank you." Kazuma glanced at the score, and with his current level of musicality, he could only barely know how to play the score, and he couldn't see the melody in his head like those real musicians.

Kazuma carefully put away the score and said with a smile: "Chiyoko will definitely be happy." ”

The chairman shrugged: "In the afternoon, the student council election, it's almost time to go to the auditorium." Let's go. ”

Only then did the group stand up, pick up the empty lunch box, and leave the classroom.

**

Afternoon.

Shigeru Ikeda returned to the dojo early from school.

Today was one of the few days when he didn't arrange to go back to work after school, and he was ready to use the time to review until the master came back, and then start today's kendo practice.

Shigeru Ikeda was about to push open the door of the courtyard when he suddenly noticed a small note on the newspaper box at the door.

The Kiryu family had no money, so they only subscribed to the morning newspaper, and the morning newspaper would be taken away by Chiyoko every morning and put on the newspaper shelf in the house.

Because Kazuma and Chiyoko didn't have the habit of reading newspapers, these newspapers would later become materials for all kinds of things.

However, when Shigeru Ikeda arrived, he would turn over the newspaper from time to time, because his teacher said that reading too many newspapers would improve his grades in Japanese language and history.

Shigeru Ikeda didn't care if it was right or not, it wouldn't take much time to do it anyway.

The supposedly empty mailbox was covered with pieces of paper, and Ikeda instinctively felt that something was wrong.

He reached down and removed the piece of paper and unfolded it to see what it was about.

A few lines were spelled out on the scrap of paper with words cut out of the newspaper: Your father is in our hands, don't call the police if you don't want him to die, come to this address: *******

Shigeru Ikeda was speechless, crumpled the pieces of paper and was about to throw them away, but suddenly thought of something and stopped.

He unfolded the piece of paper again, looked at the address on it, and muttered, "Can I call the police and give this address to the police?" ”

Without saying a word, Shigeru Ikeda took out the keys to open the courtyard and home doors, and went straight to the telephone landline on the shoe cabinet.

But when he was still one of the last numbers to call the police, he hesitated.

What if, what if, the other side really kills Naoto Ikeda that bastard just because the police came?

A voice howled in Shigeru Ikeda's head, "Wouldn't that be great?" and "Didn't you always want to kill this scumbag?"

Yes, Shigeru Ikeda had the idea of killing that scum countless times.

He has seen television reports that if he kills someone at a young age, he will most likely be sentenced to a juvenile detention center and will not be executed.

So he wanted to save his mother countless times.

But in the end, he lacked courage.

Then he reached the age where killing was an adult to pay the price.

The reason why he wants to be bad and wants to mix the extremes is that he also wants to make himself more courageous.

After all, you see, the poles are all brave and brave men.

Now, however, Shigeru Ikeda has no doubt that he has gained courage.

Genuine courage.

Courage from Master.

The courage to be a hero.

If he had such courage back then, Naoto Ikeda, a bastard, would have been dead for a long time.

Now, what's wrong with letting him die like this?