Hayaya Kimura holds the guitar and slowly plucks the strings to the melody in his head.

Clear, soft strings reverberated through the room with the sound of a "click" metronome.

A gentle melody poured out from Hayaya Kimura's fingertips.

At first, the strings were a little stiff, but as the music played.

The familiar feeling crept up again, and the stiff tune gradually smoothed out.

Hayabusa Kimura hummed the melody too softly, and the sound of the guitar in his arms.

After a long time.

He stopped plucking his fingers on the strings, picked up the pen on the table, and began to write on the white paper on the table.

Tomorrow's little hand lightly supports the pink cheeks, and his eyes are half-bent.

Kimura Hayabusa is good at music, she knows.

It's just that I haven't seen it a few times before, and the few times it is a campus event at the beginning of the school year.

Hayabusa Kimura, who was caught by the director's department, held a guitar and played and sang a song on stage.

It's a pity that the strings broke halfway through the singing, and the show ended hastily.

But the young man's handsome face and clear voice still left a slight impression on her.

Though......

At that time, I didn't expect that the young man on the stage would later become my boyfriend.

"How's the melody just now?"

Hayabusa Kimura stopped the pen in his hand and asked.

"Huh? Is Hayabusa-chan asking me? ”

Tomorrow leaned forward, his flying thoughts interrupted.

"Is there a third person?" Hayabusa Kimura couldn't laugh or cry.

"It could also be Hayabusa-chan's self-talk......" Tomorrow's smoke pursed his lips slightly.

"Hey! Hi! What does Smoke think of the melody just now? ”

"Not bad."

Tomorrow thought about it carefully, and added, "But there are no lyrics...... If there were lyrics, it would have felt more. ”

"That's the lyrics."

Hayata Kimura pushed a piece of paper with lyrics written on the table in front of Asukata.

"Huh?"

Asuki looked down at the paper on the table with the words written on it.

"Left and right blind?"

She whispered the title of the song.

"This is the theme song of "Tonight, World からこの爱が消えても".

Hayaya Kimura got up and turned on the computers and equipment in the studio's control room.

"Huh?!" Tomorrow Smoke looked at the lyrics in his hand and the young man operating the equipment not far away in surprise.

"When the time comes, I may have to ask for smoke to sing."

Hayabusa Kimura adjusted the equipment, picked up the electric guitar on the side, hugged it in his arms, and connected the audio cable.

"I sing?" Tomorrow smoked a pair of clear eyes stared at him in a daze.

"It's not now, there is still time to practice...... Next, I'm going to record a song, don't bother me......"

Hayabusa Kimura plucked the strings with his fingers and began to play.

Tomorrow opened his rosy lips, and finally puffed out his cheeks, and lowered his head to study the lyrics on the paper.

The lyrics are segmented, and the melody of the song is also marked.

When he debuted, Tomorrow Xun also participated in the recording of film and television drama songs once or twice, and the simple score can still be understood.

Of course......

It's just a matter of being able to understand it.

If she is asked to delve into the knowledge of music theory in great detail, or play it with a certain instrument, it will be a dark eye.

Yes, the song was recorded before.

It is also a long time to be guided by a dedicated music teacher, plus several repeated recordings to meet the final requirements.

Tomorrow pursed his lips and sighed silently.

Leaning forward weakly on the table, arms stretched forward, holding the paper in his hand.

Her eyes followed the music in her ears, trying to find the approximate location of each lyric.

After looking at it for a while, the paper in his hand began to gradually deviate from its original position.

A pair of bright eyes sneaked over the edge of the paper and looked at Hayata Kimura, who was holding an electric guitar in front of him.

The dim light of the studio shone on the young man, his serious and focused look, and the posture of plucking the strings......

It seems to be a little handsome.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously rose with a slight arc.

……………………

Maybe it's for teaching purposes or something.

Hayabusa Kimura was surprised to find a small screen in the recording studio, where he could control the computer in the control room.

Eh~ It's really unexpectedly convenient.

Originally, he was still thinking about whether to download remote control software on his mobile phone, but now it seems that it has saved a lot of trouble.

Hayaya Kimura adjusts the radio in the studio.

Through the glass, he could see Tomorrow Smoke lying in the control room of the recording studio.

Sitting in front of the piano in the studio, Hayabusa Kimura immediately began to record the piano part of the song.

Compared to the guitar, the familiarity of the piano does not seem so fast.

In the end, after repeating the recording several times on and off, Hayatota Kimura got a fairly satisfactory audio.

After recording the instrument, Hayaya Kimura put on headphones and played the melody that had just been recorded.

Start recording vocals.

As the music played in the headphones, the silent recording studio began to echo with Hayabusa Kimura's clear voice.

"君の右は頬を突いている

Your right hand poked me in the cheek

僕は左手に温いマグカップ

I held the warm mug in my left hand

君の右Meiは少し愇れている

Your right eyebrow is slightly lowered

朝がこんなにも降った

And so it came the next morning

一つでいい

Even just one

……”

……………………

Hayabusa-chan went into the studio to record a song......

The control room became dead silent, and Tomorrow was boredly humming the melody that Hayabusa Kimura had just played.

The recording of the electric guitar was also done several times, resulting in Asuki now being able to hum a small part indistinctly even when there is no music.

The traces of the lyrics in my mind gradually deepened.

Tomorrow's mouth opened slightly and yawned.

I looked up at Hayata Kimura, who was busy going back and forth in the recording studio.

His eyelids became a little heavy, and a wave of sleepiness came unconsciously welling up.

Asuka reached out and took the ugly meow pill on his lap, and his chin rested lightly on the ugly meow pill's bulging pouch and a little fluffy pattern.

"It's more comfortable to memorize lyrics this way."

……

There was an itchy feeling of oppression on his face, and Tomorrow opened his eyes.

The blinding light fell into her eyes through her long eyelashes, and the girl's eyes were half-squinted.

Like a cat that has just woken up, stunned.

"Smoke, it's time, get ready to go."

Hayabusa Kimura pinched Asuka's soft and smooth cheeks and said with a smile.

When Kimura Hayabusa was too busy to almost come back to his senses, Asuki had already fallen asleep with a hot water bottle on his pillow.

said that he was asleep, and he was still holding a piece of paper with lyrics written in his hand.

If it weren't for Kimura Hayabusa shouting and Tomorrow Smoke didn't respond twice, from a distance, I would have thought that the girl was reading the lyrics seriously.

"Are you leaving?"

Tomorrow Sun tilted his head, and his dark eyes were still a misty hollow.

"Hmm."

Standing up staggeringly, Tomorrow put on his mask, and numbly followed Hayata Kimura out of the small building of the music department with Ugly Meowmaru in his arms.

Outside the small building, a cold breeze blew in the face.

blew away the hair around Tomorrow's ears, and shivered unconsciously.

The brain that crashed began to restart.

The girl who only knew how to move against Hayabusa Kimura was active again.

"Are Hayabusa-chan finished?"

"Almost...... A sufficiency for a sample of the song. ”

"Huh? Didn't Hayabusa-chan finish recording it herself? ”

"Keep it for Smoke."

"Hayabusa-chan...... I won't ......"

"It's okay, I'll teach you."