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

Chapter 31 The first day of a mentally ill patient as a teacher

The next afternoon after school, he practiced watercolor painting for an hour in the art department. When he left, he found Kimura standing in the corridor between the interest department and the competition department classrooms, holding a stack of music sheets and muttering to himself.

"Don't you want to practice the piano very much? Why don't you come in?" When he came closer, I could hear that she was singing the music in a low voice.

"Key!" She took the music sheet and glared at him.

"Isn't the key on the door?" He walked forward, raised his hand to take the spare key placed on the top window sill of the door, opened the door and walked in, "Idiot..."

"Why is it on the door? When did it..."

"Let's make a deal first." He threw his backpack onto the desk, clapped his hands, and looked at Kimura, who was still thinking about the key. "Starting from three o'clock until we leave school at six o'clock, each of us gets half. This hour is considered your wasted one."

"Why! I don't even know where the key is..." Kimura widened his eyes, feeling it was unfair.

"I don't know why you didn't ask?" He didn't give Kimura a chance to argue. He dug out his phone from his shoulder bag and sat down in front of the piano. "The next hour and a half is mine. Wait."

“…” Kimura remained silent.

"Can't hear? Oh yes, and here's today's money." He turned sideways and reached out to her.

"Today..." Kimura avoided his gaze.

"I say, even if it's less, you should at least pay back 500 yen a day, right? Otherwise, how long will I have to wait for you to pay it back?"

"I'm going to work during the summer vacation..."

Ta-ta ...

He pressed the key repeatedly, impatiently. "Summer vacation is summer vacation. Give me the 500 yen for today."

"..." Kimura gritted her teeth and took out her black cat wallet, "Okay."

Five more 100-yen coins.

He took it, sat in front of the piano, closed the keyboard, placed his phone on the keyboard, and started playing the music game he had downloaded in advance.

I also fully charged my cell phone in the morning, so I could play until six o'clock and leave school without any problem.

This music game that I downloaded casually is a derivative work of a certain band animation. It not only has the traditional falling music game section, but also incorporates the plot performances, character development, paid card drawing and other sections that are common in other development mobile games.

The game quality is good, the tutorial for beginners is very detailed, and it is easy to get started.

After finishing the tutorial, he turned up the volume on his phone.

"Practicing... why? You are..." Kimura watched for a long time and couldn't help but speak in a low voice.

The music lyrics of the music game came out from the mobile phone speaker, echoing throughout the classroom.

"What are you doing--!" Kimura couldn't help but shout.

"What are you arguing about? This is my time, right?" He paused. "I can do whatever I want, right?"

"Why aren't you practicing while you're sitting at the piano?! Didn't you pay for the tuner yourself? Didn't you get the key to the Hobby Club just to practice?"

"Yeah," he said.

"Then why...?"

"But I'm not in the mood to practice right now." He looked into Kimura's eyes and said matter-of-factly, "Isn't it normal to relax before practicing?"

"Relax..."

"Hey—" He tapped the wooden keyboard lid, reminding her, "Don't you ever feel bad sometimes, Kimura? Don't you ever skip piano practice because you're not satisfied with something?"

"Me!" Kimura shouted, but he couldn't say anything, and finally had to lower his head again.

"...I understand." She walked to the desk, picked up the music sheet, and quickly walked out of the interest department classroom.

He watched Kimura walk out of the classroom and turned off the volume on his phone again before continuing his game.

I beat the music game music level by level from level three, until I couldn't beat level nine at all. Then I turned off my phone and looked at the lush beech tree outside the window.

The sound of piano practice echoed methodically from the competition department next door. His thoughts drifted for a moment, and he suddenly realized the memories of being scolded by teachers in his past life, and being a teacher scolding others...

The distance between him and the present him is farthest, beyond what any human vocabulary can describe.

Kimura's final reaction was somewhat beyond his expectations.

I thought the conflict would break out completely, but I didn't expect that she would choose to swallow her anger.

I was even calmer than when I argued with him, and didn't even feel much anger.

However, no matter what the reason behind it is, at least one can feel her strong desire to practice the piano.

Maybe Kimura's personality isn't as bad as he thought.

Music games were not suitable for him after all. During the rest of the time, he used his mobile phone to browse various rental websites on the Internet, searching for houses for rent near Beiying High School that were relatively suitable in all aspects.

Although, in terms of his own wishes, he obviously prefers to live alone.

However, considering that there are more housing options for sharing the rent, and there is also the possibility of receiving related system tasks, I also paid attention to some vacant houses for rent in some old residential areas.

Within his acceptable rental range, there are quite a few single-family homes to choose from.

If we consider Takeda, the scope becomes much smaller, leaving only a few houses that are forced to be rented out at low prices for various reasons.

Someone in the room committed suicide, the neighbors make noise every day, the water supply system is old, and there are almost no furniture and facilities...

Each has its own shortcomings, and it is difficult to decide to move in without a field trip.

Time passed quietly and the light in the room gradually dimmed.

Kimura, who was guarding outside the door, walked in almost on time and knocked on the door hard.

"It's my turn," she said, still with a gloomy face, staring at him who was occupying the seat but hadn't even opened the piano lid.

"Ah, time flies..." He put away his phone, stood up from the piano, and stretched, "I'm so tired..."

"tired?"

"After practicing the piano for so long... everyone would be tired, right?" He made way and watched Kimura sit down in front of the piano.

"Practice...!" Kimura suddenly looked up and glared at him, wanting to say something, but held it back. He took a deep breath and gave up.

She placed Xiao Shi's music score on the music stand and opened the piano lid.

The light was so dim that the music score was barely visible.

He walked to the door, turned on the indoor light switch, and returned to the piano.

Suddenly he reached out and picked up Kimura's music score.

"Let me see... You took quite a few notes..."

"…Give it back to me! It's time for me to practice piano now!"

"Just taking a look... Hey, it's such a simple piece, do you need to take so many notes? And here, there's a mistake here?"

boom--!
Kimura slammed the piano lid hard, stood up, and snatched the music score back from his hand.

"It has nothing to do with you." Kimura glared at him fiercely and sat back at the piano.

"Why is it okay..." He pulled a desk over, sat on it casually, crossed his legs and waited for her to press the keys.

[Product Purchase: Chopin's Etude in A-flat Major, Op. 10-No. 10, Piano Performance (Level 5)]

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