I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 118: Unexpressible Love

"It's pretty good, but it should feel a little sadder."

The sound engineer listened to the sound coming from the headphones and gave him his advice.

Yuki Mizuno has a very good voice. Although she is not a professional singer who has received a lot of professional training since childhood, her singing skills are not bad.

Therefore, the several versions recorded so far are actually very good.

If you are a little careless and perfunctory, you can use it directly.

However, the recording engineer had also heard Yukiko's "One More Time, One More Chance" before, and he felt that the emotional singing was the most touching.

Therefore, he felt that if it were Yukiko, she would be able to express this song better.

"Sorry." Yuki Mizuno apologized. She was actually not very satisfied with her performance.

But she panicked when she saw him
Her heart is so confused right now, let alone putting herself in the shoes of someone singing a sad song.

She wasn't sure if she could still think rationally.

Joy and excitement, but also mixed with anxiety and fear.

The person you have missed for a long time reappears in front of you as if by miracle. How can you calm down and feel at peace?

"Let's take a break first, get some fresh air, eat something, and then record the last two times later."

Hanase Masako clapped her hands.

It was already past one in the afternoon, so she decided to let everyone take a breath and change their mood before continuing.

Everyone came out of the basement chatting.

Sato Wakaba ran to the convenience store to buy things for everyone, while Hanase Shion was still sitting in the corner drawing.

Everyone was chatting about various topics, but Yuki Mizuno, who was supposed to be the protagonist, said she wanted to be alone.

Everyone nodded in understanding.

Then she wandered alone on the lawn of the Goto family's huge villa.

As I was walking, I happened to see Sakurai Itsuki making a phone call in the corner of the lawn.

He just called his editor, Shinkawa Aimei, and briefly explained the situation here.

In fact, both Sakurai Itsuki and Shueisha intend to continue cooperating with Mizuno Yuki in the future, and Shinkawa Ai is also very concerned about her situation.

It’s just because the “White Album” project has really nothing to do with Shueisha, and this beautiful editor is cosplaying as a ferocious Yaksha among other cartoonists, and carrying out an inhumane campaign to urge submissions.

Therefore, I can only get a brief understanding of the progress here through phone calls.

After a brief explanation, Sakurai Itsuki put down his phone and turned around to meet Mizuno Yuki's eyes.

Mizuno Yuki, who was in a state of confusion, took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to step forward and asked, "Am I disturbing you?"

Ying Jingshu quickly shook his head: "No, I just hung up the phone. You've worked really hard today."

Mizuno Yuki also shook her head, turned her head to the side, and looked at the gray sky: "I'm a little confused today and can't find the state of mind."

She panicked when she saw him.

"Actually, I already thought the last two versions were great. It's the recording instructor who thinks your level could be even higher. After all, he and I both believe you'll definitely become an outstanding singer in the future."

Sakurai Itsuki praised Mizuno Yuki, which was both encouragement on the surface and sincere words from the heart.

"Thank you. I just heard them say that you incorporate real life into your works. So, Mr. Shu, did you draw stories like 5 Centimeters per Second because you also had a childhood sweetheart who gave you regrets?"

Yuki Mizuno listened to his gentle praise, tilted her head slightly, and tried to use the skills she had practiced from doing video commentary to create a relaxed and playful tone.

In order to suppress the heartbeat that was clearly audible in her ears.

She was so nervous about his next answer that her heart almost beat out of her chest.

Sakurai Itsuki didn't think much of it and answered simply, "Ah, that's a misunderstanding. I wouldn't put my own story into a work. The story of Seconds Five actually has nothing to do with me."

Mizuno Yuki's heart seemed to have skipped a beat, and her tone revealed an unconcealable anxiety: "Well, then, do you have a childhood sweetheart?"

"Well, maybe, but I've long forgotten what she looks like and don't really care."

Sakurai Itsuki treated it as just a casual chat and continued talking.

"People like Takaki who can't let go are childish and troublesome in real life. Think about it, if Takaki and Akari looked back and there was no train, wouldn't they be even more troubled and miserable?"

I don’t know if it’s because Sakurai Itsuki only recalled his past life memories a year ago, but with the interweaving of various memories, those memories of Sakurai Itsuki’s childhood have become particularly vague and distant.

He must have liked that girl when he was a child, but he had already forgotten about it.

Sakurai Itsuki knew very well that although everyone always missed that regret and obsession, they even shed tears for it.

But when they really meet, most people will suddenly realize that this liking is probably no longer in the ongoing tense.

"Oh, so childish and troublesome."

Mizuno Yuji kept muttering to himself, his heart filled with bitterness.

It turns out that this is how I am in his heart, someone who can never forget the past.

The so-called "5 Centimeters per Second" and the so-called Mingli have nothing to do with me at all.

How cruel.

When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them again.

If I recognize him now, it will make him feel troubled and painful, so let me continue to be miserable.

At least in his eyes, I am not that childish and troublesome person, so he will have a good impression of me.

"Is that so? Then I'll walk around and get a feel for it."

Yuki Mizuno turned around and escaped temporarily.

Turning the corner, he saw Hase Hatsuna grabbing Sato Wakaba, who had just returned from shopping. "Hey, you two aren't dating yet? Is he only interested in a physical relationship with you?"

Sato Wakaba blushed and cursed, "You psychopath, what nonsense are you talking about? I already told you it was a misunderstanding!"

Hase Hatsuna said with a smile: "I'm your teammate. Actually, I've always been on your side. Look, you're living with Sakurai Itsuki now. If Shion turns the tables on you in the end, wouldn't that be a shame?"

"I live with him, but not that kind of living together!"

"Then you can find an opportunity to rape him and make it a done deal! Anyway, I think it's only a matter of time before you get married and have children."

"Are you really my teacher? What kind of girl would do that?"

Sato Wakaba finally realized that this person was deliberately trying to make fun of her. She raised her fist with a blushing face and was about to beat Hase Hatsuna.

Hase Hatsuna was about to get into trouble, but she saw her savior not far away in time: "Ah, Yukiko! How do you feel now?"

Sato Wakaba turned around and found that Yukiko had put away her fist: "Ah, Yuki, have you rested well?" "Hehe"

Yuki Mizuno looked at the blush on Sato Wakaba's face and smiled without showing her teeth.

It turns out that it is just a matter of time.

Just like Akari, who wears a ring but will eventually marry someone else.

Sooner or later he'll be with someone else, right?
Mizuno Yuki's eyes were full of struggle and pain: "I'll go ask, can I record the song now? I think I've found the feeling."

Sato Wakaba looked at Mizuno Yuki with a slightly dazed look in her eyes.

Has Yuki finally found her form?
It’s such a sad feeling, no wonder the song is so touching every time.

In the recording studio, Yuki Mizuno slowly opened her mouth and sang the song "Unexpressible Love" again.

How can I express my feelings to you?

【Continue the fruitless love. 】

There is no sun in Hokkaido in December.

"Why are you ignoring me?"

The boy follows behind the girl.

"I do not want."

The second half of the sentence, I don’t want to say goodbye to you, was not said.

She clearly just wanted to say goodbye to him properly on the last day, then hand him the landline number and address she had copied down, and make an appointment with him to meet again in the future.

"What? Why have you been so grumpy lately?" the boy said unhappily. "If you don't want to talk to me, don't talk to me!"

The girl turned around, but for some reason, the words stuck in her throat still didn't come out.

"Because I'm annoying!"

The girl was extremely anxious and got angry.

"Huh? People like you are annoying!" The boy had been patient for a long time and finally lost his temper. "I don't know what you have been doing lately."

The two had a quarrel.

The girl walked forward angrily.

In the past, he would always follow silently.

So she walked forward without looking back.

I don’t know how long it took.

It's snowing again.

"Sorry, I, I have to go to Osaka."

She clutched the note in her pocket and turned around.

There is no one on the familiar streets.

Even now, I haven't changed.

I have made up my mind that I will hug you if we meet again.

Can.
[When I first called you, when you first looked back]

[Your figure is so dazzling that I can't help but look away]

[Even if it is a love without a result, will there be a day when it is reflected in your heart]

The singing continued to come from the depths of Mizuno Yuki's heart.

She still remembered the day they met, when they were both naive children.

"My name is Yuki Mizuno, and I'm 5 years old."

"Ah, hello, I'm Sakurai Itsuki, um. I'm almost 5 years old."

"Then you are my brother, call me Sister Yuki!"

"Oh"

The two walked on the snow in the park, ate Japanese sweets made of glutinous rice, and introduced themselves.

"Let's have a snowball fight! Do you want some fruit?"

The bond between the two began from then on.

In the recording studio, Yuki Mizuno was not looking at the music score, but looking through the transparent glass of the recording studio at the face that was no longer completely the same as the one in her memory.

The blonde girl leaned against her, saying something with concern.

There was also a black-haired girl who leaned over slightly.

There is no place for her anywhere.

My heart feels even more bitter.

[How can I make my name deeply etched in your heart?]

[Even if it is a love that has no result, will there be a day when it is reflected in your heart? ]

He probably couldn't remember the name Mizuno Yuki.

"Great! This is perfect! That's how it feels!"

After the song was sung, the recording teacher couldn't help but stand up and applaud.

Everyone else entered the recording studio and praised the tearful Yuki Mizuno.

Yuki Mizuno just felt very tired.

Finally, this torture is coming to an end.

Sakurai Itsuki did not enter the recording studio, but stood there blankly.

When she was singing just now, he and Yuki's eyes, both of which were shining with tears, met each other's gazes.

In an instant, his thoughts were brought back to the past.

Hokkaido.
Yuki
No wonder it always feels so familiar.
He looked at the girl who was lowering her head, still immersed in sadness, gently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, and thought of that name.

Yuki Mizuno.

(End of this chapter)