Tokyo: Who would still fall in love after being spoiled?

Chapter 13: Amano is a concubine and Saotome is a maid
"Inoue-san...is there something wrong?"

Amano's voice came from outside the door behind him, and the owner of the voice also walked into the piano classroom, wiping his still wet hands with a handkerchief.

He turned his eyes away from Chopin's Etude in A-flat major. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think of the sink and the turned-over faucet.

It looks like there's no chance for Amano to join the badminton club, and we probably won't see the girl drinking drinking water anymore.

He had never seen such a scene before, and he was a little curious about whether he would encounter it when drawing illustrations one day.

"Piano Club..."

He murmured for a moment, looked back at the piano, reached out and pressed a single white key, and a few heavy bass notes rang out in the classroom.

"Are you still recruiting?"

"First of all, I'm not the club manager." Amano frowned and walked closer to the piano, a hint of dismissal in her eyes. "Secondly, the Hobby Club is next door, and this is where the piano students practice."

"I'm also a piano student." He said naturally.

"Really..." Amano paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled. He raised his hand and picked up the Chopin Etude in A-flat major from the piano stand, and held it to his face. "Sing the score."

"..."

A few seconds later, before he could say anything, Amano took back the music and placed it back on the music stand. He lightly touched his hair, his expression cold.

"If you have nothing else, don't waste your time here, Inoue-san," she said.

...Don't get complacent, Amano-san. Learning one song only costs 400,000 yen.

However, he had no intention of competing with a mere high school girl. He was simply wondering if his sudden display of piano playing skills would further weaken Amano's liking for him.

On the other hand, if he wants to complete the piano club's task of 100,000 points on his own without cooperating with Amano, it is basically impossible for him to do it since he currently knows nothing about piano.

It's only a matter of time before you have to spend points to buy piano-playing related skills, so why not try now to see what level of performance Lv.3 actually corresponds to in reality?

"I'm really a piano student." He collected his thoughts and called up the product page again.

"A piano student who can't even sing music in her second year of high school?" Amano crossed his arms. "Inoue-san, even if your goal is to join the hobby club, I don't think the members of this school's piano club would welcome a psychopath to join."

[Product Purchase: Chopin's Etude in A-flat Major, Op. 10-No. 10, Piano Performance (Level 3)]

-2000 points

[Points balance: 11000]

The moment the deal was done, a tingling sensation passed through his brain, which lasted for a few seconds and then gradually disappeared.

He came to his senses and did not respond to Amano's sarcasm. Under her gaze, he sat down in front of the piano, raised his hand, and followed the posture, gesture, and music score he had just learned -

Press the piano key.

"Chopin's Etude in A-flat Major, Op.10, No.10" is an etude with a tight rhythm, without any pause throughout, and is only more than two minutes long.

After mastering basic music theory and playing techniques, the rhythm, processing, length and even timbre of the piano piece are determined by the performer himself.

The proficiency at level 3 already allowed him to make some appropriate changes in his performance, but after all, it was not a skill he had learned through hard work, so there was no need to show off.

He simply followed the most common approach and played the entire piece neither hurriedly nor slowly.

After the song, he put his hands down, looked up, and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't believe it?" He asked Tianye in a more flamboyant manner.

"..."

Amano seemed to ignore his question, stared at his hand for a long time, lowered his eyes and nodded.

"The level is good," she commented.

Level 3 only corresponds to high school pianists who are good at it? So, just how bad was that girl's level before... No wonder Amano lectured her like that.

"Can I join the club now?" He stood up from the piano and said with a calm smile.

"Didn't I tell you... I'm not the club president." Amano looked at him and couldn't help but sigh, "Is Inoue-san a chimpanzee?"

"Not a goldfish?" He probably understood that Amano was referring to his poor memory.

"What do you think?" Amano asked him with a slight smile on his face.

Well, there are other parts of him that are like chimpanzees.

"I am a Cybertronian."

"Cybertronian?"

He answered casually, not wanting to argue with her. He turned and walked out of the classroom. Behind him, he heard Amano's puzzled murmur. He was not interested in girls who didn't watch Transformers.

The backlit corridor was tinged with a cold color at dusk, and the shadow of the club building in the setting sun gradually spread to the school building on the opposite side of the corridor window.

The glass windows that have not yet been swallowed by the shadows reflect the warm light of the setting sun.

He paused for a moment in front of the porch window, wondering how he could paint this scene on paper with watercolors.

The sound of footsteps approached from afar in the empty corridor.

One of them gradually stopped walking and started running, and soon rushed to his side.

"Hey!"

A knife strike landed on his neck at the same time as a light shout.

"Pervert Inoue!" No need to guess, it could only be Saotome. "You came out earlier than us just to sit here and stare blankly?"

He didn't respond and was hit on the shoulder again.

"Hello, Inoue-san." This is Ichinose.

"Hello, Ichinose-san." He turned around and greeted.

"Tsk——" Saotome smacked her lips in dissatisfaction, rolled her eyes, and looked around.

"Inoue-san isn't in a hurry to go home?"

"I live in a boarding house, not far from the school."

"Well... my home is far away, so I have to go back quickly. See you tomorrow." Ichinose suddenly realized, smiled, and waved to him as a farewell.

"Ah."

He nodded in response, wondering if there was anything else he should do before returning to the boarding house.

"Eh!!"

Saotome's startled cry was heard from the side.

"Ichinose!" She leaned against the piano classroom window, turned around and called out, then quickly lowered her voice and said, "Look—the perverted Inoue's lover. He actually exists, and in our school!"

……trouble.

He watched Amano, who had just sat down at the piano in the classroom, raise his head and look towards the corridor.

Now that things have come to this, let’s just get away with it…

He moved his feet, and at the same time, Amano also walked towards the classroom door.

Before he moved into the corridor leading to the school building, Amano's voice had already reached his ears.

"lover?"

"..."

He stopped and turned around to speak, but Ichinose started explaining to Amano on his behalf.

"Inoue-san drew you in one of his portrait paintings when he was practicing." Ichinose said, raising his hand and giving Saotome a knife.

"Is it……"

"Do you know?"

"We were partners once in a badminton activity in physical education class." Amano answered while glancing at him sideways, as if to prevent him from escaping.

"No wonder..." Ichinose said with a smile, "Inoue-san drew you jumping to serve."

"Hey, hey—here's the drawing." Saotome proudly pulled out the practice drawing he'd left on the seat from her backpack and shamelessly waved it high in the air. "Besides you, there are two other rivals for your love."

"Two love rivals?" Amano looked at him again.

It seems that I can’t help but explain...

"Painting practice isn't like the ancient emperor choosing a concubine, where he simply chooses the prettiest one. It's about the tension in the image, please don't misunderstand."

"Ah... Inoue... Do you think you are the Son of Heaven?" Saotome handed all three paintings to Amano and looked at him and complained.

"You want to be a maid?"

"Who wants to be a pervert?"

(End of this chapter)