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"Ito, where are you going?"

Under Nagano Sae's puzzled gaze, Ito Yuujin returned to the activity room.

He entered with a furrowed brow and an extremely impatient expression, as if his ears had been polluted by noise. His critical gaze swept over the group of people playing the music.

Then, just as Kurokawa's bass accompaniment entered a brief interval of about two bars, he moved!

They walked to another unused electronic keyboard, which was somewhat outdated and didn't fit in with the other instruments in the activity room.

Basic electronic keyboard skills card, use it!

He doesn't need to amaze everyone; he only needs to amaze one person.

The old electronic keyboard produced a sound with obvious electrical noise, like rusty gears struggling to mesh.

His fingers roamed roughly across the piano keys, producing the same melody, yet with a completely different effect from Kurokawa Ori's.

The retro rhythm with the feel of 1980s synthesizers, and the hoarse sound of drum beats emanating from the broken speakers, were abruptly inserted into the performance.

Weird! Dissonant! jarring!

Kurokawa Ori's blue-gray eyes revealed a complex expression as she stared intently at Ito Yuujin.

The rhythm in their hands unconsciously sparked intense energy.

The clash between the two forced Saionji Chizuru to lower her arm, and the bassist's pick stopped on the strings.

The activity room is now filled with the clash between the modern and the past, the collision of products from the Heisei and Showa eras.

A melody appears repeatedly, and it is no longer the original piece; it sounds more like practice when you first learn to play the piano.

However, after the melody had been played for a while, Kurokawa suddenly stopped playing at one point.

"Kurokawa-senpai, why did you stop?"

"I guess he just doesn't want to play with that unreasonable guy anymore, right?" another member whispered.

"That's true, the skill level is that of a beginner."

"Definitely! His technique is at best beginner level. The fact that your senior played with him for so long is already incredibly considerate and shows him a lot of respect!"

The members of the Light Music Club were talking in hushed tones, but they could be easily heard.

Not only the first-year or second-year students who had just joined the Light Music Club, but even the students who rehearsed with Kurokawa Ori thought so.

Aside from Saionji Chizuru, her gaze lingered on Kurokawa Ori.

The smile in his eyes was impossible to hide, as if he thought something very interesting was about to happen.

"Thank you."

Kurokawa remained silent for a long time before uttering these words.

"Ugh?!"

The moment she said those words, the atmosphere in the Light Music Club became tense.

"What does Kurokawa-senpai mean by this? Why is she thanking this rude guy?"

"Wasn't it Kurokawa-senpai who was instructing Ito Yuujin? Now that she's instructing him, should we be thanking her?"

"Ito-senpai is so handsome... He doesn't even flinch at a time like this..."

"Hey! What time is it and you're still swooning over a girl!"

Even the bassist didn't react for a moment, and she spoke uncertainly:

"Zhi, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"That's right, Zhi, you play much better than him."

Kurokawa Ori did not answer the questions of the crowd, but instead tried to see through Ito Yuujin with her blue-gray pupils.

Now that Yuuhito Ito has decided to come in, he naturally has to get everything done.

He caught a glimpse of Naoto Shinno's shoe sticking out of the doorway out of the corner of his eye, and deliberately raised his voice, saying, "You're welcome, I just couldn't stand it anymore."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the classroom.

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment, unsure of what was going on.

"He doesn't even play half as well as Kurokawa-senpai, yet he dares to talk such nonsense!"

"Exactly! What's with the attitude?! The technique is terrible!"

"Ito-senpai has such a strong personality."

"...It's hopeless."

This incident was naturally posted on the school forum by someone with ulterior motives, and it instantly became a trending topic.

But now Yuujin Ito doesn't care about any of that. He walks out the door and meets Naoto Shinno's gaze.

Yuji Ito wanted to see a warning or anger in the other person's eyes, so that he could smoothly proceed to the next step.

Can......

Naoto Shinno didn't seem to understand why Hisahito Ito had stopped in front of him and was looking at him.

He nodded to Yuuhito Ito.

Seeing that Ito Yujin had no intention of leaving, he frowned and pondered for a while.

He took a banknote out of his pocket and placed it in Yuhito Ito's hand.

"You are welcome."

Chapter 30: Eavesdropping, Confessions, and Romance?

The thousand-yuan banknote rustled between my fingers, its portrait clearly visible, exuding the unique, crisp scent of ink.

It was forcefully shoved into Naoto Shinno's hand, its texture both rough and smooth.

There's no mistake, it's 1000 yen.

Although the amount is not large, there is no reason to return banknotes that are already in one's own hands.

Looking at Naoto Shinno's eyes, he clearly didn't realize that he had done anything wrong.

"This money..."

"Take it first, no need to return it to me in a hurry."

Naoto Shinno's tone was so sincere that for a moment Yuuji Ito really thought he was there to borrow money.

"I do not need."

He handed the 1000 yen in his hand to Naoto Shinno and turned his head to the side.

It turns out it wasn't a free gift after all...

Sae Nagano stayed the whole time, so she witnessed the whole thing.

The clock in the activity room chimed, indicating that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"So what are you doing...?"

Naoto Shinno finally spoke up; the club activities would be ending soon.

If I continue to entangle with Yuujin Ito here, that guy will see me.

"Don't you understand?"

Yuuji Ito looked at Naoto Shinno, his eyes filled with deep affection and reluctance.

If it weren't for his gaze looking down at the 1000 yen bill casually stuffed into his pocket, with one corner sticking out, it would have been a different story.

Is it a temptation?

Not wanting to endure Chairman Nagano's disdainful gaze, he put his arm around Naoto Shinno's shoulder.

"Let's change positions and discuss this in detail."

Naoto Shinno nodded and left with Hisahito Ito.

In Ito Yujin's view, this was all normal, since if the other party stayed any longer, something very awkward would happen.

If someone you like catches you spying on her, they'll think you're a pervert.

As for Nagano Sae, she stood still, struggling internally, and finally gritted her teeth, taking a step forward with her legs encased in matte black stockings and following after him.

I was ensuring the safety of the students at the school, and as an important participant in the next cultural festival, my actions were in accordance with the rules and regulations.

That's what she thought, but Sae Nagano's actions were quite different.

She exuded a seductive charm, a stark contrast to her ascetic face.

Arriving at the back of the teaching building, Nagano Sae leaned against the corner of the wall, hiding in the shadows.

She carefully rotated her ankle, the sock stretching against her skin and rippling like satin.

The knees, due to excessive tension, revealed a simple gray tone, while the creases at the ankles were filled with pure black.

"Speak, what do you want with me?"

"Shinno, I heard you like Kurokawa Ori."

"so?"

Naoto Shinno's gaze turned dangerous, while Sae Nagano, who was hiding to the side, had her eyes light up.

It started off tense and exciting.

"Let me state upfront that I have no interest in Kurokawa Ori; I'm completely indifferent."

Upon hearing his words, Naoto Shinno nodded, clearly in agreement.

"So what do you like about her?"

"Who told you I like her?"

"?"

Not only was Yuujin Ito puzzled, but even Sae Nagano, who was hiding to the side, was stunned.

He doesn't like Kurokawa Ori?!