In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

When Saeko Busujima was teaching him kendo, although she didn't explicitly say it, she actually admired him quite a bit.

He is hardworking, obedient, and has exceptional comprehension skills.

When he seeks guidance from someone who is better than him in a certain area, he adopts a very humble attitude, which gives the person giving him a very comfortable feeling that is hard to describe in words.

He brought this same humble attitude of seeking knowledge to the piano as well.

Throughout, he showed complete trust in Kazusa. He silently followed her instructions and practiced diligently without the slightest objection.

Two hours passed quickly.

Yuan Qianye concentrated and practiced for two hours.

Kazusa sat on a long bench, legs crossed, watching him practice for two hours.

A few days ago, it would have been late at night by now, and it would have been time for Yuan Qianye to take his leave.

But it's only a little past 5 p.m. now, so there's no need to worry about going home. After all, we're all stuck at Touma's house because of quarantine, and we can't leave even if we wanted to.

It must be said that although this unexpected situation is somewhat troublesome, from the perspective of Yuan Qianye wanting to learn the piano, it is actually a rather ideal situation for him.

Kazusa got up and walked over: "If you're tired, you can rest for a while."

Gen Chiya shook his head: "I'm not tired, I think I can continue practicing, but could I ask Touma-sensei for a favor?"

"What kind of help?"

Yuan Qianye got up, moved the bench she had just been sitting on over, and placed it right next to him.

Kazusa watched his movements, her thoughts drifting.

"I always feel that some of my movements are not quite right when I play the piano. Mr. Touma, could you sit next to me and take a closer look? If there are any, please point them out."

Yuan Qianye spoke with a serious expression and great sincerity, his eyes filled with genuine emotion.

He made it impossible for Reiwasa to refuse.

The main thing is that she genuinely didn't intend to refuse...

Thus, a situation different from the previous few days appeared for the first time.

The boy played the piano intently, while the girl quietly stayed by his side.

There was a subtle sense of distance between them. Classical music flowed through the space, creating an atmosphere that couldn't be more romantic. It was just the two of them, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, it would remain like this for the next fourteen days.

Yuan Qianye felt that his piano playing technique was becoming smoother and more natural, and his progress speed had suddenly increased by a lot, which made him secretly happy.

Kazusa watched as Minamoto Chiya played the piano with textbook-perfect technique and movements, and saw nothing that needed to be corrected.

But she didn't say anything about it, nor did she choose to stand up and distance herself.

You're so happy just sitting next to me...

So you really want to show yourself off in front of me...

Even the playing technique has become much lighter and quicker...

You... really are...

The two had different thoughts, but for their own different reasons, they achieved harmony at this moment.

Everything is left unsaid; the only melody here is the ever-improving and flowing classical music.

After an unknown amount of time, Minamoto Chiya, who was eager to improve, was stopped by Kazusa: "That's enough, take a break."

Yuan Qianye nodded, obeying his teacher's instructions, and raised his hand to wave.

"Your fingers must be sore. Soaking them in hot water will help a lot."

"Really? Then let's go to the bar again before going to bed tonight. I feel like I can practice a little longer after resting for a while."

"That's enough for today's practice. Do you think it's that late?"

Yuan Qianye took out his phone and glanced at it, then was shocked.

It's already 8 PM!

In other words, after a short rest, he practiced continuously for more than three hours!

"Sorry, sorry, I was so engrossed in my practice that I completely forgot about the time. You didn't eat much for lunch, so you must be very hungry now. I need to hurry up and cook something."

Kazusa followed Chiya Minamoto out of the practice room, her pace quickening. She sat down at the long table outside the kitchen, resting her chin on her arm on the counter, smiling slightly.

“I’m not very hungry either, so you don’t need to be in such a hurry.”

Yuan Qianye opened the refrigerator to see what ingredients were inside: "You should have reminded me sooner."

"I was just curious how long you could play if I didn't tell you. Your perseverance and focus are much better than I expected. I had no choice but to remind you, otherwise your fingers will not be able to take it if you keep practicing at such a high intensity."

"Now I remember, I disturbed your practice today, didn't I?"

"Me? I'm fine. There was a competition I needed to participate in before, which was on the 10th of this month, but now I'm stuck at home and can't go."

"What an unexpected disaster! You must have been preparing for this match for a long time."

"Not really, it was just a small competition. I wasn't really interested in it at first because I knew I would definitely win if I went. None of the other participants made me feel nervous. But my mom insisted that I accumulate more honors, saying it would be good for my future development, so I could only listen to her."

"Teacher Touma, listen to me, don't say things like that in public, or you'll get beaten up."

"Don't treat me like an idiot. I can still tell what I can say in public and what I can say to friends... to students."

"That's good. What would you like to eat tonight?"

"I'm not a picky eater."

“Is that so? That’s completely different from what I heard from Aunt Shibata.”

When her private picky eating habit was exposed, Kazusa blushed slightly: "As long as it tastes good, I'm generally not picky about food."

Yuan Qianye twirled the carrot in his hand: "Alright, then I'll go with the flow and try my best to make the dish taste as good as possible."

Forty minutes later, three dishes and a soup were served.

The dishes are stir-fried broccoli, Kung Pao chicken, stir-fried green peppers with sliced ​​pork, and tomato and egg drop soup.

I couldn't find any green onions in the kitchen, and the soup only had a thin layer of oil on it. Oh well, life is full of disappointments, so I'll just have to make do.

After expressing her gratitude, Kazusa accepted the rice bowl handed to her by Chiya Minamoto with both hands.

There was quite a lot of rice in the bowl, but she didn't say anything, feeling that she could probably finish it if she tried: "You seem to really like Chinese food."

While cooking, Yuan Qianye's stomach kept rumbling. Now that she was at the table, she didn't care about anything else. She first used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of food and put it in her bowl, then took a big bite with her rice.

"Hmm... Hmm... You don't like it? There's still beef and tomatoes in the fridge, I can make you sweet and sour tomato pasta next time."

"No, I just mentioned it casually."

"Oh, I see. Eat up."

"Ah."

Yuan Qianye was slow to realize that he was indeed starving.

He managed to eat three bowls of rice in a row.

Kazusa didn't eat much of the food and soup, and he finished off almost everything else.

Afterwards, he looked at Kazusa with amusement and repeatedly emphasized that it was because her family's rice bowl was relatively small.

Kazusa nodded repeatedly, indicating that she believed her.

She felt that it wasn't a bad thing for boys to eat more.

It was already past nine o'clock when we finished dinner.

This completely disrupted Gen Chiya's usual eating and sleeping habits.

However, this seems to be a common occurrence for Kazusa.

"Why don't you rest in the living room for a while? I'm going to practice the piano for a bit. If you get sleepy later, you can come in and find me anytime, and I'll take you to your room to rest."

"I'll go with you."

Kazusa was taken aback: "Why are you coming with me...?"

Yuan Qianye explained, "I feel that playing the piano is similar to kendo. Watching skilled people play the piano should also improve one's own skill level."

What kind of statement is this?

Kazusa didn't understand kendo, but she was certain that piano playing was definitely not the same thing.

After all, if that were the case, everyone would no longer need to practice the piano; they could become very skilled simply by gathering around a famous pianist and watching him play.

Kazusa disagrees with this view.

However, due to her own ulterior motives, she didn't refute it, which was considered an admission.

To her surprise, Yuan Qianye came in and casually sat down right next to her.

"I'll sit in the spot you just sat in. I hope that won't disturb your piano playing?"

"Whatever...whatever you want..."

After struggling for a while, Kazusa finally managed to utter this sentence.

But at that moment, her heart felt as if it had been shot, trembling with unease.

This guy keeps saying all sorts of nonsensical things...

...Just how much does he want to be with me?!

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085: How did he improve so quickly? (7000) (6/46)

"Teacher Touma, you don't seem to be in good shape today. You played several wrong notes in the middle of each piece."

It was almost 11 p.m. when Touma Kazusa finished practicing the piano and was met with this kind of criticism from Minamoto Chiya.

His piano playing level is currently considered that of a beginner, but this does not affect his appreciation ability.

This is similar to how a food critic may not necessarily be a good chef; there is no necessary overlap between the two fields.

Kazusa did not receive an immediate response.