April is more than your lies

"..."

Sitting next to Shingo, I wanted to lean over to see what he was writing, but before I could ask a question, I was stopped by him putting his index finger between his lips.

Simply, she just sat next to Shenwu and watched him continue to write and draw.

Ok……

Is this probably what kind of song it is?

Xiaochun can understand music notation, so she can intermittently play the music on the paper following Shingo's handwriting in her mind.

An unfamiliar song, but... very soft, the style I like.

You can ask Kousei another day, if you can still remember one or two sections...

……

"This is the song I wrote recently. Although it's not finished yet, it will be almost done..."

During the break of Kazusa's performance, Shingo said something like this. Although the pen in his hand never stopped, Xiaochun's previous question was not put aside by him.

But... Hesha's practice stopped at the first note.

Then, there was a series of footsteps.

"Hesha?"

"..."

Fortunately, Shingo was not stupid enough to ask Hesha why she came suddenly, so he could give her the book in his hand and rub her cheek affectionately.

"Nice song..."

At this time, even if Shenwu took a new piece composed by Chopin again, it would not get a better evaluation.

Hesha's habit of using words has always been like this, and her mind has been completely immersed in the music that has never been played before. Now she will not think about other details.

However, it is a bit regretful...

When the playing in his heart suddenly stopped, he had the time to speak.

"Hurry up...finish it. Don't give up halfway."

With Shingo's character, it is inevitable for people to say this when he is reciting it. Kazusa really... really wants to hear him tell me how to play this piece of music for me!

"Of course it will be finished."

Shingo smiled.

"When the time comes, tell me how to play."

"Alright..."

Is this considered a trick on myself?

Kazusa couldn't figure it out for a while, but this confusion didn't stop her from nodding and agreeing to Shingo's request - just like the "contrast" between being kissed by Shingo and taking the initiative to kiss him is... Quite a desirable thing.

……

"How...how did you come up with the idea of ​​composing your own music?"

After all, Xiaochun didn't choose to live there. She probably knew that she had to give Shingo and Kazusa some space alone. Otherwise, just watching the couple's eyes unconsciously stick together would be enough to make people sad. Sore teeth.

Naturally, their topic today cannot avoid Shingo's works.

Kazaya knew that it was not strange for a so-called "genius" to start creating something at Shingo's age, but what she wanted to know was the reason behind it.

Even if it was just a lackluster reason like "I suddenly wanted to give it a try", she still had to listen to Shenwu say it, and... with Shengo's character, there would be a series of nagging after the beginning.

Regarding his own judgment, Hesha felt that it was quite possible.

"That's right...a melody suddenly popped up in my mind. After I wrote it down, I thought...it would be better to complete it into a song."

The notebook used to compose the music was put aside at this time. Shenwu never worried about these things that could not be completed overnight.

In another day, two days...or maybe an hour, a new melody will appear in his mind, maybe it will be a whole piece of music.

"Does Hesha like the music I wrote?"

"Ah."

Why, I don’t like it...

Xiaochun can understand the "gentleness" of the music, but Hesha can assert this tenderness in her heart, and she can even find the memory reflected by this tenderness in her heart.

How could she miss those moments that can make each other's hearts throb when she spends time with Shengo day and night?

"Actually, I want you to play it for me."

"It's okay, we can also play together... um... a four-hand version, so there shouldn't be any need to write a special version, right?"

When thoughts spread wildly, what Shen Wu was thinking was natural, but it was not difficult for them.

It's just a finalized piece of music. If there's no tacit understanding of the ensemble, how can they empathize with each other?

"It would be great if there were two pianos at home..."

"Do you want to move the one over there to my house?"

A little troublesome, but not impossible...

Hesha thought, even if Shingo just had a sudden idea, it didn't mean that she wouldn't agree to these rude requests.

She was probably willing to do anything to please this man.

"No need..."

Shingo shook his head.

"Aunt Yaozi's wine collection has almost been destroyed by us. If we move her piano away again, she might lose her temper."

"That woman? Who cares about her..."

If you get angry, get angry. It's been several months, but you haven't come home yet... If you really want to wait, God knows how long.

Even if she does lose her temper, it might be a long time later. In that case, there is no need to worry about things that cannot be seen yet.

The logic of Hesha is so simple.

"But...it seems like there's no room for it at home. Sure enough...it's better to tidy up the living room."

Looking at it, the mess will inevitably make people upset, but this is the first time Hesha has suggested this.

"Um……"

Shenwu thought for a while, and then nodded. Maybe he didn't think about anything at all, he just silently bid farewell to the scene in the living room that the group had become accustomed to.

"Let's wait until next Saturday. Let's talk to the housekeeping company first... It should be quite difficult to pack these things, right?"

"Ah."

I just said it casually...

Kazusa never thought that Shingo would agree, but in that case...then just listen to his arrangement.

Perhaps it would also be nice to have a piano in the living room?

Even if it was just a small change, it was enough to make her happy.

Volume 243: Chapter 74 Chapter [-] The Differences of the World

Volume 74 Chapter [-]

In this world, there are also "variations".

For example, when the weather gets colder, Hesha chooses to put on a slim-fitting jacket over the shirt she is used to wearing on weekdays, while most of the other girls choose soft sweaters.

……

"Is there such an inappropriate way to wear uniforms?"

Hesha asked casually, probably having such an idea when she kicked the falling yellow leaves under her feet.

The beige sweater actually suited her very much, but it just didn't match her usual temperament, so after trying it on once, it could only gather dust in the closet.

Kazusa still remembers that when she was trying on clothes that day, she stood in front of the mirror for a long time, so that Shingo was attracted to her. After being rubbed on the head by the unscrupulous man next to her, she realized the sense of disobedience in her heart. What exactly is it.

The girl in the mirror who looks somewhere between stupid and indifferent because of the soft color scheme must be... also me, right?

Until this confusion is resolved, Hesha has no intention of changing her dressing style.

"That's what everyone wears anyway."

This topic has nothing to do with them now, because they are still in the suspension period and do not have to wear school uniforms, which is why chatting is so relaxed.

Because he accidentally mentioned the efficacious power of the Culture God Shrine, Shingo decided to bring Kazusa to visit and pay homage. During this time, Kazusa worked hard, so she will surely be favored by the gods, right?

Fortunately, they didn't look too out of place among the students in school uniforms.

"When you were abroad before? The uniform requirements were quite strict...at least you wouldn't wear a sweater outside."

Kazusa replied.

She raised her head and looked at the torii that had appeared in her sight.

Although it is in a busy city, the place where the Cultural God Shrine is located is unexpectedly quiet. Apart from the "worship" mentioned today, she is also willing to accompany Shingo for a walk here.

"This country is quite strange... It seems annoyingly rigid, but in fact it's a mess. But when it comes to things that need to be judged emotionally or romantically, it takes out a set of bricks. She seems to hate it. Shenwu...have you ever felt this way?"

The most striking example in their lives is the piano competition in the summer. With Shenwu's performance, he would definitely win the championship abroad, but here, none of the group of artists puts their "sensibility" above the rules. It seems that " "Playing every note accurately" is the most important thing in the world.

This country is so strange.

"Perhaps we can go abroad and have a look?"

Shingo thought for a while.

"I have never been to a foreign country. It is difficult to evaluate these things... If there are any competitions abroad, we can participate in them. I would be annoyed if we are always limited to this small place."

"Tchaikovsky Youth International Music Competition? Or...Chopin?"

Kazusa was probably familiar with these things. Maybe she had already had an idea, but she didn't say it out loud due to Shingo's laziness.

"In addition to piano and violin, there are also special competitions for the former. For the latter, it's probably the Chopin Prize for our age... Great genius, do you plan to try?"

"Okay."

This is probably the advantage of living a carefree life. No matter what you want to do, you can do it in your interest.

Shen Wu smiled and nodded. In his opinion, it was probably just a trip to the supermarket.

As for the next prayer, he would not add anything like "hoping for good results in the competition", because... these things are only interesting if you can get them by yourself.

……

"Going to Russia to have fun at this time? Boy, what are you thinking about?"

Sometimes, Shuichi would be confused by his stupid son's broken brain, but his choice was always to support Shingo.

Anyway, everyone's brain is not very good when they are young. These problems will be solved when they grow up. Therefore, his request to Shingo is "don't die". As long as he grows up safely, there will be no problems. Problem.

"Come if you want. It's rare for you to be willing to move... I'll see you at the airport then."

Already aware of this matter, Shen Wu also told him about his arrangements, so Shuichi hung up the phone.

……

"Slowly make preparations these days... I'll meet dad at the airport then."

Shingo won't spend his time listening to the busy signal on the phone, and of course, he won't start packing things as he said.

Setting an itinerary was also tiring, so she decided to rest against Hesha for a while.

"Hesha, do you want to talk to Aunt Yaozi? About going to Moscow..."

"That woman?"

It is of course impossible to say that she has not thought about this. At this time, Hesha's questioning tone was more for herself.

What's the use of telling her?

That woman will make all the arrangements from registration for the competition to the hotel where she stays, but... thinking that there is a high probability that she will not be able to meet her, she doesn't want to mention it to her. Anyway, Uncle Shuichi will also do these things well.

So, when the words "see you at the airport" came from the other end of the phone, Hesha even felt her heart tremble.

"Send her an email."