————— schizophrenic line—————

From now on, ...... Guess it's my story time, right? Woohoohoo......

But like you, I don't want my character to stand in a prominent place......

Well...... But there's no way around it.

Stage...... Not that madman anymore.

……

The roller shutter door slowly opened, and we stepped up the steps on the fourth floor, then spread out to look for clues.

No one wants to come near me. Woohoo, all scared...... Did you accidentally get killed by me?

Well, I've been used to it for a long time. Mediocre fools often do not know how to appreciate the incomparable talents of geniuses, so they agree with each other to ignore him or even punish him quickly, which is the practice of ancient and modern times. I'm not ...... Mind that.

Right...... I don't mind. It's like I don't mind why the 10 billion yen on the podium suddenly disappeared, why that fat pig didn't hold a grudge after being cheated by me, I don't mind which bastard put a revolver in my toilet tank, I don't mind that madman...... That madman, why does he always crush me......

…… All right. I'll admit I mind. But this can't be helped, compared to those chilling executions, just being left alone by everyone is already a very light price.

- As if I need to care about the joys and sorrows of this sub-B class garbage.

Following the crowd, the nearest fork in the road, on the left side of the hallway. I just don't know why, it seems to ...... Familiar with here.

Then take a look. I think so.

The fork in the road is also a corridor. Although it is not very narrow, it always gives people a sense of oppression that is psychologically crowded. What an idiot's design.

And at the end of the corridor, there is a small circular entrance. Several circular couches sit neatly around a soothing night-sky-colored wall hung with moon-shaped sconces. Together with the oak doors, it forms an elegant and tranquil waiting room.

So, the room behind the oak door should be the music room, right? I estimated.

The moment I put my hand on the oak door, I suddenly had a strange feeling of palpitations.

It's hard to describe, what it's like...... All I remember being held by a blonde girl in a princess dress. The other party had Venus in his eyes at the time, as if he was happily talking about something big.

Where, exactly, did the stupid guy come from...... How can you be so friendly to someone like me......

No, no...... No matter how much I remember, I can't remember what that person looked like. I just remember lifting a little of my skirt and saluting her.

I always feel ...... I'm familiar with this place.

……

For a moment, I was stunned.

To such an extent...... Really, just a school music room...... Is that all?

It's incredible. The church's neat and elegant long rows of seats, world-class rendering lighting overhead, and large LCD screens around the walls on both sides.

The cost of this concert hall ...... It's enough to put the Golden Concert Hall away. It's a lot of money to renovate the shady here, isn't it?

On the stage in the center, a huge grand piano sits on. Things like trademarks, which are used to indicate information such as their origin, have been carefully destroyed by shady scenes. However, such excellent workmanship...... It can't be a domestic Beaulong.

I sighed, sat down on the piano bench, and gently stroked the keys with my hand. Even each key is so finely made...... It's expensive, right?

I remember that in my barely called "home" apartment, there seemed to be an antique European piano...... It's just that I don't know how to ......

No, I seem to be able to play. I didn't learn staves or anything like that, but ...... The moment you see the keys...... There was a sense of familiarity that spread from the bottom of my heart and spread throughout my body.

I don't know how to play the piano, that's clear to me. But when I touched this grand piano, a strange sense of familiarity told me that I would.

It's ironic. I, who almost make up my life of lies and deception, have a favorite melody that turns out to be "Trout......

In the bright creek, there is a small trout,

Swim around merrily,

Like an arrow.

I stood on the bank of the creek,

Quietly look at it.

Speaking of which...... Like, all I remember is the lyrics. But...... Why do I have that memory? That kind of ...... here.

Memories of this place, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Like in the moonlight, a handful of clear springs in a mountain stream were smashed into thousand-petaled fragments by a deer crossing the stream.

I remember that when the blonde girl guided me by hand, she seemed to describe her mother's piano sound. Although I have forgotten the stupid face...... But it always feels familiar.

Her mother...... I must be a good performer...... I thought so.

That's it...... The time that was supposed to be exploring the new floor, I wasted it all on the piano.

……

But when you think about it, it's a bit biased to say waste. Thanks to the training of "Mother", even if the piano sounds like water, it can cover the powerful monitoring system of the black and white bear, but it cannot cover my ears.

I heard a whispered argument between Naeki Makoto and Hibiko Kirikiri. Are these two guys pretending to listen to me play the piano in order to talk to each other?

The two of them...... I guess it's about the men's toilet on the second floor of the school building. There's a secret room in the men's restroom? Unexpectedly, Fog Cut is no longer a guy who can be described as dangerous.

Going to that kind of place really doesn't fit my image. And it was cleaned up after the useless Miao Mujun was beaten, and he only sighed a few times in front of the empty wall.

Then they talked about something else. I wanted to ignore it and concentrate on the piano and the music in front of me—if the word "Onikawa" hadn't come out of Kirikiri.

I don't know why, every time I hear Kikiri mention Onikawa, or the other way around, I always have a strange feeling that the two of them seemed to be very familiar before, and even ......

It's like...... Every day in my dreams, I see the same person...... It's just that Fog Cut has a familiar face that doesn't know the behavior; The person in the dream only remembers the deeds, and the face does not remember at all.

"This morning, you looked at the eyes of Onikawa and the great god, it seems that it has always been a little strange," Kirkiri's whisper, I almost took it in my ear word for word, "those two guys can't ask what the result is." What about you? ”

Miraculously, Miao Mu Cheng was silent.

"What? Didn't you start with the words that everyone is a companion? ”

Fog cut repertoire...... He said it with a smile.

That's it...... I'd love to hear about it, too.

Miao Mu Cheng is still hesitating. I don't know what this idiot hesitates about, does he know......

The pace of the hands is getting faster and faster. The third pass was over, but I didn't want to stop.

The oak door suddenly opened. The guy I both wanted to see and didn't want to see...... Dressed in a black robe like that of a church priest, he walked into the music room.

"Excuse me," Ghost Kawa lowered his head and slowly walked to the piano, "Good playing." If it were possible, I would have applauded. ”

Stopping the sound of the piano in my hand, I stood up, smiled at him, and chuckled, "Gui'an." Once again, his gaze rested on the empty sleeve on his right.

Because...... I didn't dare look him in the eye.