On July 21, the day after the dance party, the summer vacation officially began.

Toru Watanabe still gets up at six o'clock and goes out for a run.

But the running route has changed.

Because he always runs on the crowded Shinjuku Avenue, he seems to have really become Forrest Gump, attracting a lot of onlookers.

These boring guys treat him as an attraction or an anecdote about Shinjuku! There's even a TV show dedicated to interviewing him!

So starting today, he decided to go for a morning jog on the streets of a residential area where he would not be nosy.

Route: Home – Suga Shrine

The residential area of Yotsuya is quite dense and the roads are narrow.

In July, the blue sky is vast and the sun is just right, and the various vegetation of creepers, evergreens, and various vegetation shimmers with dazzling green, and you can occasionally see beautiful hydrangeas.

There are a lot of ramps, and it's about to catch up with the number of roadside vending machines.

After running the uphill course called 'Tennozaka', even Toru Watanabe, who insisted on exercising, was already out of breath when he arrived in front of Suga Shrine, and beads of sweat were rolling down his fair and handsome face.

Toru Watanabe sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the shrine, listened to the cicadas coming from the shrine, and poured a sip of marigo soda.

"Drink junk drinks early in the morning, young people now." The three old women who were strolling around the shrine looked sideways and vertically at Toru Watanabe's face and the drink in his hand.

"Don't drink it now, will you drink it when you're old?" Toru Watanabe replied loudly.

So the old ladies looked at him even more unpleasantly.

While pointing at Toru Watanabe and talking head-to-head, he disappeared around the corner of the downhill road.

Toru Watanabe took another sip and sighed contentedly with a breath full of carbon dioxide, then pointed the soda bottle with marbles at the sun.

The patterns on the glass reflect dreamlike colors when illuminated by the sun.

After a short break, I ran home to take a shower, changed into my school uniform and set off for school.

Although the campus is less crowded during the summer vacation, it is still very lively, and the enthusiastic shouts of youth in the sports club on the playground can be heard in all the corridors and atriums of the school.

The training of the wind club became more and more onerous as it entered the sprint stage, under the pressure of Rin Kiyono.

One of the things she often says now is: "When it's time to take a shower and before you go to bed, you must memorize the melody." Whoever doesn't give his best doesn't deserve to be in the national races. ”

Even Toru Watanabe, who is gradually becoming obsessed with oboe, cannot escape being scolded.

"Watanabe-san, don't you know that the oboe I chose is very important?"

"Watanabe-san, why do you have to go to the toilet for so long? Are you planning to live in it? ”

"Watanabe-san, if you have time to blow and play games, why don't you practice solo again?"

......

"Watanabe, Watanabe, Watanabe," Toru Watanabe struggled to throw the baseball in his hand, "I don't know my surname is Watanabe!" I want you to remind! ”

The crisp sound of a baseball hitting the ball reverberates through the summer sky at the end of July.

Osamu Kunii in the batting area shouted, "Good shot! Again! ”

Toru Watanabe picked up another ball from the basket and threw it towards the good ball belt.

The only thing that surprised me was the sound of a bat whizzing by.

"Impossible! Carter Ball! The empty Kunii Osamu shouted in disbelief.

"Wrong! It's a Pokéball! Toru Watanabe threw another carter ball that he had no idea what it was.

This time, the crisp sound of the metal ball hitting the ball resounded through Kamigawa again, attracting the attention of the crows standing on the top of the tree overlooking the school building.

After playing this ball, the two went to the rest area near first base.

"Your ball speed has been getting faster and faster lately, and you threw a cart ball today, so if you continue like this, you can come to the baseball club as a sparring partner."

"Look down on me? My goal is to get you out of the game before Koshien starts. ”

Osamu Kunii laughed loudly in response to Toru Watanabe's unashamed words.

He said, "By the way, when does the band competition start?" ”

"August 5th."

"That's not much time, so it's no wonder I haven't heard the sound of musical instruments resting lately."

"What about you?" Toru Watanabe asked rhetorically.

"I've beaten a couple of schools, but I didn't play." Osamu Kunii pointed to one of the coach's sparring players, "Senior Uchida, with his high-speed ball alone, he can let Kamikawa win the championship of the district, the right to play in Koshien." ”

"So powerful?"

"Of course. Uchida-senpai is ......"

"Not about him. I mean, a good pitcher can make a team win? ”

"Of course! How can someone win if they can't hit your ball and can't score points? But if the opposing team also has a great pitcher, then it's troublesome. ”

Osamu Kunii excitedly told Toru Watanabe about the 19th Koshien and the match between the Hyogo Prefecture representative and the Aichi Prefecture representative.

The pitchers on both sides were all the same characters as Lu Bu - Osamu Kunii's original words, resulting in both batsmen not hitting the ball they thrown, and the whole game was scoreless.

The game lasted more than 4 hours, and the scoreboard couldn't put down the score, so it had to be temporarily increased.

"But if a pitcher wants to be in the limelight, he has to be very, very strong, and a hitter only needs one hit in three hits to win." Finally, Osamu Kunii, who was the beater, said.

The two chatted for a while, and as soon as the coach of the baseball club blew the whistle, all the players immediately gathered and continued to train under the scorching sun.

Toru Watanabe stayed in the rest area for a while, and heard the coach scold at least ten 'Yaga'.

It seems that no matter which club it is, the coach is a moral person who likes to teach people.

"Watanabe-kun, do you want to drink water?" The female manager of the baseball club, who had a big breast, brought a bottle of water.

"Thanks, no." Toru Watanabe stood up, "I'm going back to practice too." ”

"yes, okay." The female manager smiled very cutely, "Thank you, Watanabe-kun, for always helping Kunii-san." ”

"It would be nice if it could really help." His current level is not as good as the baseball automatic pitching machine in the entertainment venue.

By the time Toru Watanabe returned to the music room, the rest of the team had already consciously begun their basic training and tuning.

Because he would be scolded for playing mobile games, Toru Watanabe had no choice but to pick up the oboe, hold the reed without emotion, and start practicing.

After a while, Rin Kiyono walked into the music classroom.

"Start the ensemble."

"Yes!"

Towards the end of July, the wind club, which had been difficult to hear to wake up Miki Kujo, was getting better and better, and the melodies of the theme song and the free song were deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.

Rin Kiyono's guidance also began to transition from the basic content of breathing, intervals, and rhythm to difficult expression techniques.

"Stop. Didn't I say here that you have to play emotionally, why do you practice so many times, and the rhythm is still fragmented? I must practice here today. ”

"Yes!"

Many people listen to what they feel is fine, and she can always find the problem.

However, before Toru Watanabe came out to absorb the hatred, Rin Kiyono said that if there was a problem, everyone didn't believe it, or they knew that they also had a confrontational mood, and deliberately didn't change it, but now, although there are all kinds of emotions in their hearts, they will at least practice seriously according to the instructions.

Because of looking at Rin Kiyono objectively, everyone gradually knew her cleverness.

Even if she were suddenly appointed as a judge for the Wind Music Competition, the people in the Kamigawa Wind Club would not be in a fuss.

Thinking of this, looking at Rin Kiyono who was pointing out the country on the podium, Toru Watanabe said with great relief in his heart: "I raised that child single-handedly." ’

"Watanabe, F pitched, do it again."

“……”

In an instant, the music room was filled with girls' snickering, which roughly meant: 'You have today!' ’

The only pity for them is that, for some reason, Toru Watanabe is getting more and more handsome, so they can't find a place to attack them personally.

In this way, the time is full and repeated, towards the end of July, and towards August.

Late at night on July 31, Toru Watanabe, who had finished a day's training, was under a desk lamp, rummaging through the borrowings he had borrowed from Rin Kiyono.

This very short drama script is about a handsome adopted son and a beautiful adoptive mother who go in and out together, and are maliciously slandered by the public, and rumors spread that the two have an affair.

The adoptive father went from not believing at the beginning, to doubting his belief, and to being angry at the end.

And the adopted son and adoptive mother, who had nothing to do with each other, supported each other with the "help" of these rumor spreaders, and finally really walked together.

These rumor-mongers are the "matchmakers" in the book's title, and the word great is extremely ironic.

Sure enough, it's better to be 'amazing'. ’

Toru Watanabe has no interest in drama, and in addition to learning Spanish, he wants to know what Rin Kiyono thinks as a woman, a beautiful beautiful girl, when she reads this script about extramarital affairs.

Will you fantasize about the kind of plot of the adopted son and the adoptive mother?

'Why am I interested in this?' A man's bad taste? Toru Watanabe was thinking this when the alarm clock on his phone rang.

00:00

He closed the book.

“......”

Toru Watanabe covered his face with his hands, closed his eyes in contemplation, and his face was expressionless.

Should have known a long time ago.

Don't get your hopes up for the system.

Although I can't understand the meaning of existence, there is still one, which makes Toru Watanabe sober up in an instant.

It's not a master, but Toru Watanabe guesses that Shizuru, Mihime Kujou's personal bodyguard, is almost proficient.

There is no problem with this exchange, the key is LT of 100,000 points; Master Tuina GT , in the end to exchange or not.

Kujou Miki promised him that he would be allowed to use the gun club freely as long as he was comfortable with her.

Whether it's access to guns and ammunition or a suitable place to practice, a government-sanctioned firearms club is very important to Toru Watanabe.

With club access, he can even train himself to the master level.

Although it was difficult, he was never afraid of it and never slackened.

However, it is not very useful to exchange 100,000 points for one, and it is only these in exchange, which is not cost-effective.

Especially when he basically won't have any more points in addition to Kujou Miki's sign-in rewards.

However, the system can even brush out such exaggerated things, and who knows how long it will take to farm a suitable skill.

Toru Watanabe thought about it, but he still forgot it.

I really can't bear 100,000 points.

Anyway, as long as he doesn't cheat, Kujou Miki shouldn't inject him with succinylcholine or throw him out of the car now.

put the lt that can't change the status quo; Mastery: Shooting GT; After redeeming it, Toru Watanabe had a feeling that the food was tasteless and it was a pity to abandon it.

If it weren't for the exaggerated skills refreshed by the system, and the pressure of Miki Kujo, he really didn't want to exchange for mastery-level skills.

Glancing at the interface of the system, Toru Watanabe made the bed, turned off the lamp, and went to sleep.

In August, Rin Kiyono borrowed a concert hall.

Just like being familiar with the exam room, the wind club practiced and practiced in this concert hall, like crazy.

Toru Watanabe, who has acquired a first-hand gun fighting skill, still drinks his marigo soda every day, and suffers from the eyes of the old woman of the shrine and Rin Kiyono, and there is no change in his daily life.

On the morning of the race, the school bus and truck stopped in front of the club building.

Toru Watanabe went up and down, as one of the few boys in the wind club, he couldn't escape the job of moving musical instruments.

By the time he had finished moving, he was too tired to move.

Especially the percussion instrument, which is still too heavy for him with only 6 points of physical strength.

Hanada Asako showed her strange power for the first time, holding the 100-pound xylophone with both hands, humming a song and going down from the third floor, and then immediately stepped upstairs with cheerful steps to continue moving.

They didn't sweat a drop in the summer - they still wore long-sleeved school uniforms to make the competition look formal.

It's horrible.

I'm really worried about her future boyfriend, if it's a scumbag, my head will be screwed off, right?

I sincerely hope to be a single-minded man like him, Amen.

After moving the instruments and checking again for any forgotten items, the back door of the truck was locked, and all the crew members boarded the bus.

On the way to the racetrack, the car was eerily quiet.

Some of the girls' faces were so white because of nervousness that they looked like they were going to be sent to the hospital at any time.

Rin Kiyono sat alone in the front row, closing her eyes and recuperating.

Mai Tomorrow takes off her shoes, curls up in a chair, and plays music games with headphones on. Hanada Asako, who was sitting next to her, stared at the receding scenery outside the window in a daze.

In the back row, Toru Watanabe sits with a boy from a trombone club, also playing a sound game.

"Haomi-chan, nervous?" The boy whispered to Tamamo on the other side of the road.

"Don't talk to me now!" Tamamo said angrily.

There was not a trace of blood on her beautiful snow-white face, her lips were chanting, and she was reciting the melody of the trombone over and over again.

The boy was bored, and he couldn't calm down because he was nervous, so he set his eyes on Toru Watanabe.

Although Toru Watanabe is an enemy of men on the outside, everything he does—whether it's confessing in public, not flirting with other girls, or "old and middle school diseases"—is a good buddy for boys.

"Watanabe, did your girlfriend come to cheer you on?"

"It's not a national competition. She's not going to go to this kind of metropolitan assembly. ”

"That's right." The boy was silent for a while, and then asked, "Are you nervous?" ”

"It's fine."

"I really envy you, I'm so nervous that my hands are numb and cold, do you want to touch it?"

"What for!" Toru Watanabe slapped away from the hand he touched.

didn't succeed, and the boy didn't care: "How can I be as nervous as you are?" ”

"Can you be quiet?" Tamamo warned in a low voice, and the voices of the two were so noisy that she couldn't concentrate on memorizing.

The boy shrank back.

Toru Watanabe tapped his finger on the mobile phone interface: "Nervous, it means that the level is not good." Awesome people can't wait to show off themselves quickly. ”

Tamamo thinks that Toru Watanabe is talking about her!

was annoyed in an instant, and two beautiful eyes stared at this side.

The boy in the middle was eager to run away - if it weren't for the lack of extra seats, and the proximity to Tamamo was so beautiful, he wouldn't have wanted to sit with Toru Watanabe, the most handsome guy in the school.

"For example, me," Watanabe continued without looking up, "because I am at a very high level, and as long as I perform, I will be praised, so what's there to be nervous about?" Only those who are not at the level of the same will have the psychology of being reviewed. ”

"Toru Watanabe!"

"What's the matter?" Toru Watanabe raised his head and met Tamamo's face so beautiful that he bit his lip.

"Why do you keep going against me!"

"Haven't you heard a word? I don't want to be your enemy, I want to be the world's enemy. ”

"You, you...... Woo-huh!! ”

Toru Watanabe said such a line in middle two, in fact, he went to liven up the atmosphere, who knew that Yuzao was so beautiful that he didn't understand the stalk at all, so he buried his face in his skirt and cried.

"This ......" Watanabe was speechless, constantly 'missing' on his phone.

The surrounding girls immediately denounced him, and the bus that was silent for a while was in full swing.

"What's the matter" Rin Kiyono walked over with his arms crossed, and his cold voice was like heavy snow covering the mountain, and all the voices disappeared immediately.

"Watanabe made so beautiful that she cried!"

"That's right!"

Rin Kiyono set her sights on Toru Watanabe.

"I didn't."

"Lies." Judge Rin Kiyono immediately gave the verdict.

"No, I made her cry, but I didn't mean to make her cry, I wanted to liven up the atmosphere and make her not nervous."

Kiyono Rin sighed and said weakly: "Comfort girls with bullying methods, are you still a child?" ”

She took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yuzao Haomei: "Yuzao-san, I apologize to you for him." Watanabe-san is a good person even though he speaks badly. ”

Good...... How does it feel like swearing, although he is indeed a good person.

Amazao is so beautiful that under the comfort of everyone, her mood gradually calmed down, but she was still sobbing quietly.

"Everybody keep quiet and keep your spirits up before the game." Rin Kiyono glanced at Toru Watanabe with a warning look and turned back to his seat.

Toru Watanabe saw that Tamamo's beautiful shoulders were still shaking, and he couldn't help it.

Making a girl cry or something is really not what a man should do.

When the car arrived at its destination and got out of the car, Toru Watanabe said sorry to her with red eyes.

Tamamo didn't say anything, and walked straight to the truck to get her trombone.

Toru Watanabe, who can't do anything about women, follows and helps unload the instrument.

Everyone took their respective instruments and followed the staff to the preparation room to tune them with tuners.

"Is it tuned?" I don't know when, Rin Kiyono, who changed into a crisp black suit and turned into a beautiful boy, pushed the door and walked in.

Her snow-white and crystalline skin, against the backdrop of a black suit, looks more and more holy, and in summer, she will not make people feel any heat when she is dressed up.

A long black hair like 0.5 mm lead powder tied into a ponytail, swaying with the body, a slender and thin figure, a handsome face, has a fatal attraction to girls.

The girls in the wind department who usually look at her unpleasantly, all with rosy cheeks, whispered, 'So handsome!' ''Let me die!'' Or, 'Why didn't you find it before!' And so on.

There's even 'more handsome than Watanabe scum! This kind of inexplicable line that is a lie when you hear it.

The gaze of everyone made Kiyono Rin look down at his dress, and then asked again without care, "Is the tone all right?" ”

"That's it!"

"Sorry, I haven't!"

"Hurry up." Rin Kiyono said, "Before we go on stage, we have to practice the opening a few more times. ”

"Yes!"

The brass instrument ran away on the first note, and it was almost difficult to get back on its feet, which was something that everyone knew, and no one objected to Rin Kiyono.

Toru Watanabe played a long note of flirtation with an oboe and said to Rin Kiyono, "Handsome, Kiyono-san." ”

Rin Kiyono glanced at him with a 'you're all bored' eyes, and turned her gaze away, but the corners of her mouth curled in an almost invisible arc.

"This handsomeness, among the boys who have met me, except for me, no one can match you, I Watanabe would like to call you the most handsome!"

Kiyono Rin couldn't stand him, and said angrily: "If you have time to talk nonsense there, it's better to prepare well." ”

"It's so ruthless, do you know how hard it is to get my admission?"

Rin Kiyono tapped his fingers impatiently on his arm, and was about to say something, but he saw that Toru Watanabe had already put the reed of the oboe in his mouth and put on a posture not to disturb my practice.

She pinched her eyebrows, and there was nothing she could do with him.

"Contestants of Kamigawa High School, it's time."

After the staff noticed, the short practice period that I hoped would never end was over.

When he was about to play, Rin Kiyono looked at everyone: "Don't be nervous, everyone, as long as you play at the level of practice, I promise you: you will definitely enter the Kanto Tournament." ”

"Yes!" The crowd replied nervously and uneasily.

"Watanabe-san, do you have anything to say?" Rin Kiyono said suddenly.

Toru Watanabe pointed at himself: "Me? ”

"Hmm." Rin Kiyono nodded, "You are the most critical solo, and I will say a few words to everyone." ”

"That ......" Toru Watanabe was about to ridicule the group and inspire everyone's hatred, but was stopped by Rin Kiyono's stern eyes.

"Hmm...... There's not much to say. Toru Watanabe hesitated, "Let's sing everyone a song." ”

Before everyone could react, Toru Watanabe had already started singing in his voice that he had been judged to be hopeless by Rin Kiyono.

"Yotsuya hills, the school building skipped by crows, our alma mater, Kamigawa."

Whether they hate him, like him, or ignore his wind club members, they all follow him and sing the school song of Kamigawa High School in unison.

"Kamigawa!"

"Come on!"

Everyone took to the stage and took their places in their own trenches.

"The next performer is No. 33, Tokyo Metropolitan Kamigawa High School."

"The repertoire was composed by Hideichi Kawa and conducted by Rin Kiyono."

As soon as the host's voice fell, the lights as bright as day sprinkled the entire stage.

Rin Kiyono bowed his head to the audience, and the applause in the venue was accompanied by the sound of discussion - it was the first time I had seen such a young conductor.

Rin Kiyono raised her head and walked up to the podium.

At the same time, the audience fell silent, all noise disappeared in an instant, and all eyes were focused on the stage.

In the midst of this silence, there is an incredible frenzy in the concert hall.

Rin Kiyono raised his baton, and everyone picked up their instruments at the same time. She looked around at every face of the members of Group A, and every one of them looked at her.

Finally, she fixed her eyes on Toru Watanabe.

The two looked at each other, and at this moment, she waved her baton.

The melody of the flute and solo is layered, and on the score, it is written here

Then, the rich, full-bodied timbre of the bass horn shook the air, which is written

The upper bass horn catches up with the pace of the tune, writing

......

The words written on the score with a pen have long been dense, and the score itself cannot be seen clearly, and the melody is unconsciously remembered in my heart.

After June, July, and into the summer, the notes at the beginning have even begun to fade.

As soon as Rin Kiyono closed his hand, the concert hall fell silent for an instant.

Rin Kiyono slowly dances the baton, oboe solo!

Melodious, transparent, paralyzing timbre, breaking through the air!

Everyone swallowed freely, sat up straight, their hearts trembled, and goosebumps stood up.

At this time, no one in the wind club cursed Toru Watanabe for making mistakes.

The scorching tension burned through the throat.

Tamamo is so beautiful, Hanada Asako, Asahi Asuki, Asaki Komatsu, Miyaen of the saxophone, Ishitani of the flute...... Everyone, only one thought:

Go to the national competition!

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