Collapse, surrender to me!

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"..."

At this time, Grayshu was also staring at Xiaoyuan blankly.

There were only three words in her mind.

So dazzling.

Although Pochi-chan would always say Kita is so dazzling every time she sees her.

But this is not a concept at all.

At this time, Gray would like to call Madoka the Goddess of Madoka.

God loves the world.

It seems to make sense that Homura would reincarnate so many times for Madoka.

If Homura were replaced by current senior Mami, she might not be able to control herself either.

Because senior Mami has a weaker psychological endurance, she might even do things in an extreme way.

……

By the time we came out of Senior Mami's apartment, the sun was almost setting below the horizon.

Yan left on his own.

Madoka, Grace, Sayaka and the other two each held a specially made cake in their hands.

to be frank.

Sister Mami’s cooking skills are quite good.

If there are witches who like to eat desserts, they might be conquered by the senior’s craftsmanship.

At the fork in the road, Xiaoyuan said hello and went home.

Grayshuse and Sayaka walked towards the hospital's inpatient department together.

A happy smile gradually appeared on Sayaka's face.

After all, I was going to meet my sweetheart, and I even bought him/her his/her favorite CD.

“Every time I go, I listen to the CD with Kamijou-san, and I lie next to him…”

Sayaka talked like a chatterbox.

Grace listened quietly.

There was no interruption.

But today Sayaka's dream may not come true.

Because it's thousands of meters away.

Grace saw the ward that Sayaka mentioned. It was in a mess and the CDs Sayaka had bought were broken into pieces all over the floor.

Chapter 284: I like Grayshu!

In the dim atmosphere of the ward, Kamijou Kyousuke leaned quietly on the bed, staring at the doctor's departing back.

They had just told him that existing medical technology could not heal his injuries and that he would never be able to pick up his beloved violin again.

This cruel reality was like a sweltering gate closing deep in his heart, suffocating him silently.

At first, he smashed everything he could around him.

From vases and cups to the CDs Sayaka bought for him.

Finally, he picked up the violin that he once cherished most.

Throw it towards the door.

But the door didn't break, and neither did the violin.

Gray took it steadily.

"Throwing things around is not a good habit..."

"Kyousuke!"

Compared to Grayshu who saw the situation here early, Sayaka was undoubtedly shocked by the mess in the ward.

Sayaka ran to the bedside in quick steps, her eyes full of worry.

"Sayaka, I don't feel anything right now, even if it's like this. It won't hurt if I do this."

Kyousuke just pounded his CD player with his left hand.

"So, don't come to see me anymore. I can't be cured anymore. I feel uncomfortable when Sayaka comes."

"But."

Sayaka retorted.

"If you don't give up, there will definitely be a way."

Kyousuke laughed at Sayaka's stupid words.

It was a smile that hadn't been seen for a long time, but it was so dry.

Kyousuke smiled and said, "The doctor said that he has given up. Current medical technology cannot heal my hand unless it is a miracle or magic."

After saying that, Kyousuke sat on the bed and stopped talking.

Sayaka tried to take out the newly bought CD.

But the other party did not respond.

Or rather, the reason he was able to talk and laugh with Sayaka before was because he felt that his hand could still be healed.

But now, Kamijou Kyousuke's mentality has collapsed.

Although both are called Kamijou, the psychological quality of this one is really incomparable to that of the other.

But there was no way Sayaka would give up.

She reached out and gently placed her hand on Kamijou's unconscious hand.

Trying to soften her tomboyish voice.

"Kyosuke... the doctor has done his best. This won't solve the problem. We have to face reality and think of other ways." Her voice trembled a little. She tried to give him courage, but she couldn't hide her inner uneasiness.

Kamijou Kyousuke turned his gaze to Sayaka. His eyes were no longer elegant as usual, but full of resentment and pain. "Face the reality? You know, Sayaka, you will never understand what it means for me to lose my violin! I am now a real loser!"

His voice was full of anger and helplessness, like a knife piercing Sayaka's heart.

Sayaka's tears fell silently, she controlled her emotions and tried to stay calm.

"Kyousuke, I know, I know your pain, please don't become like this. We have been trying to find a way, even though the doctor's announcement is cruel, we can't stop looking for hope."

It was becoming increasingly difficult for Kamijou Kyousuke to control his emotions, and he angrily threw away the CD that Sayaka bought for him, and the pieces scattered all over the floor.

"Hope? I tell you, Sayaka, hope is just a joke to me! Do you think these useless efforts can make a disabled person fly again?"

"Every time you come over, you think I like music, so I'll be happy if you bring CDs. But the more I listen to the beautiful music, the more I realize that I'm out of reach."

"You, don't come here!"

Sayaka's body was shaking and her tears couldn't stop.

"Kyousuke, I know how painful your heart is right now, but I won't leave you. I'll always be by your side, whether you're a genius or a loser, I'll always be with you. Please forgive me if my kindness makes you sad."

Her voice was filled with patience and love, but she knew very well that the current Kamijou Kyousuke could not accept that love and support.

As the CD fragments were scattered on the floor, silence filled the room. Kamijou Kyousuke felt empty and powerless, and his anger began to burn out.

He looked at Sayaka silently, and in her eyes, he saw endless determination and care.

Kyousuke is still a human being after all, even though he has lost his mind a little because of the bad news.

But Sayaka is his childhood sweetheart and good friend since childhood.

Slowly, his breathing evened out and he took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Sayaka. There's no reason for me to do this to you. I just find it hard to accept the reality and feel desperate. Please give me some more time. I need some space to get to know myself again."

"It looks like you've calmed down."

Seeing that Kamijou Kyousuke had really calmed down, Grace handed him the violin.

"If you drop this, you'll really have no hope at all."

"Who is this?"

Kyousuke noticed Grayshu at this time and couldn't help but ask.

"It's Grayshuu-san. I was hoping..."

Sayaka briefly expressed her original thoughts.

Unfortunately, the doctor gave Kamijou his verdict, and her original plan failed.

"Then let this classmate, Grace, play it."

Kyousuke smiled bitterly and sighed.

"We are all classmates. I will also give you some pointers."

"……it is good."

Grace was originally planning to just row.

I looked at Sayaka, and then at Kamijou-san.

I still hope that the other party can cheer up.

So she got a little more serious.

A very classic piece of music was played.

Composed by German composer Beethoven, the Symphony No. 5 is considered one of his most iconic and greatest works.

As soon as Kotoseiura unfolds, it conveys an extraordinary power and emotion.

The piece begins with a strong and depressing initial theme, creating a solemn and majestic atmosphere, as if depicting the power of fate.

The violin interprets the emotional changes in the music through its high and expressive tone, which is full of tenacity and challenge.

From quiet lyricism to angry unrestrainedness, and climaxes of passion and power.

Gretsch used the timbre and technique of the violin to express every turning point and emotional change in the music, creating a melodic charm and tension that is unique to the music.

Kamijou Kyousuke also knew this song.

After all, it's so famous.

Let people feel the irresistible push of the power of destiny.

However, as the saying goes, when you listen to it again, you are already part of the song.

at this moment.

It was as if Gracie was playing not Beethoven but himself.

"What's wrong with Kyousuke?" Sayaka found that after Gracie played, Kamijou seemed to be possessed and didn't move at all.

This is true even if the piano music stops.

"Nothing, let's go and let him be alone."

Gresh shook her head.

Beethoven could take fate by the throat.

Whether Kamijou can break free from the blow of fate depends on himself.