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

Chapter 53: No Moldy Dreams in the Rainy Season

Chapter 53: No Moldy Dreams in the Rainy Season
In the past, the rainy season would have almost ended in mid-July, but this year it has only just begun in July and is expected to last until August.

It rained twice in the last week before the holiday.

Chopin's "Polonaise in F-sharp minor" is a piece of music that is perfect to listen to repeatedly on rainy days - at least for Inoue.

Life always has inertia. Once you develop a habit of something, even if you are not used to it at the beginning, you will feel it is suitable later.

He had spent the past two weeks playing and listening to the piece, rehearsing it in his ears hundreds of times. It was also the plum rain season, so he felt it was only natural that it was appropriate.

But on Friday, when he passed the corridor between the school building and the community building, there was neither rain nor polonaise.

He prepared for the future and put away his books and miscellaneous items early enough, one step ahead of Kimura, Kato, and Amano.

Opened the door of the piano hobby club and looked for the hiding place of the piggy bank before Kimura came.

It doesn't fit anywhere.

The lockers that were originally displayed at the back of the classroom were all moved out and used when the new school building was built. The drawers of the unused desks are too narrow, and the space under the desk is too spacious...

So he took the piggy bank to the art club.

There's no Saotome today, only Ichinose.

"Saotome's friend invited her to karaoke, and there was a coupon for half-off tickets after two hours." Ichinose took the initiative to reveal the answer.

"Ichinose-san, don't you have any mess to clean up?"

He and Ichinose were the only ones already in the classroom.

"You'll be here every day during summer vacation, so there's no need to clean up, right?" Ichinose said, then asked, "Where's Inoue-kun?"

"I packed it up a few days ago. At most, the backpack I carry to school every day is a little heavier," he replied.

"It's not this..." Ichinose glanced at the piggy bank he had placed on the pile of practice drawing paper, and for the first time, he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He quickly understood, "If there aren't too many people, they will come."

For a moment, he felt sorry for Ichinose for not being able to trigger the points mission, but he immediately realized that this idea was not advisable.

Unconsciously, even he began to be enslaved by the corruption of the so-called system and points...

Maybe the points market is also a market. Even if he is the only buyer, Hayek's big hand is still there.

The system should just be a tool for him to use.

"Yeah." Ichinose nodded, his tone always gentle.

"Where I live now is a good place for painting. Ichinose-san's painting skills are obviously quite good, but your family doesn't support you?"

"Not really support..." Ichinose blinked, not really wanting to answer. With a polite smile, he changed the subject. "Personally, I'd rather Inoue-san come. Drawing by myself always leads to problems I won't notice."

"The teacher is here." He responded ambiguously, leaving the easel, drawing paper and piggy bank in the classroom.

His original purpose of moving out of the boarding house was to find a quiet place to hone his painting skills. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to come back to school?

Just like Kimura clearly wanted to practice the piece well in preparation for the competition, but at the beginning he had to go against Amano, the foreign aid invited by Sakurai, and even endured his bullying later just to continue practicing the piano.

As for the reason behind it, although he had some guesses, he still couldn't agree or understand it...

Kimura brought two backpacks today, each of which was bulging, one stuffed with clothes and the other stuffed with books.

"Today's money." Kimura handed him a five-hundred and two one-hundred coins, still looking like he was trying hard to hide his heartache.

"You won't come to practice piano after the summer vacation?" He took the money and asked.

"The competition is tomorrow!" Kimura thought he was baffled. "The preliminary round is tomorrow, and the final is the day after tomorrow. Even if I'm scheduled for the afternoon, I can't just come to school in the morning and practice for a while before leaving, right?"

"You're not going to play it after the competition?"

"We'll talk about it later. Why are you asking this?" Kimura avoided the question and frowned.

"Okay... just play the song first." He raised his hands in surrender. There was a precedent where even though the voice actor audition mission was apparently over, he was still required to do some finishing work afterwards.

It would be bad if Kimura doesn't come to practice piano during the summer vacation, as it will affect the progress of his points task.

"Hmm..." Although his attitude was not good in other aspects, when it came to piano playing, Kimura almost obeyed his orders and rarely questioned or debated with him.

When the song ended, Kimura looked at him for his opinion as usual. After waiting for a long time, seeing that he didn't move, he curled the corners of his mouth.

"You're going on stage tomorrow, and you still want me to find fault with you?" He spoke clearly and sincerely cared about her. "Aren't you just ruining your own mentality and asking for trouble?"

"Just say it."

"The tempo of the second emphasis in the second part is slow, and the handling is wrong. I've reminded you many times about the wrong notes in section 263, right? You're still there." Although he had decided not to teach Kimura any more playing techniques today, he was still listening carefully. "And then..."

Kimura listened to him silently, and the frown on his face gradually relaxed.

After he finished speaking, it was unclear whether he nodded with a smile or not, and then he played the paragraph in which he pointed out the problem again.

Practice it a few times individually until you have no problems; then start over with the full performance and repeat the cycle as usual.

He didn't know if it was a delusion, but he felt that Kimura was much more patient in his piano practice than he had been a few days ago. The impatience he used to have when he slowed down a section and wanted to make up for it in the next section was gone.

Until the setting sun slanted into the window, the length of all the performances was basically controlled within ten seconds.

"Inoue." As the time for leaving school neared, Kimura finished playing the entire piece, stared at him for a few seconds, and took the initiative to speak, "Don't ask me questions this time."

"What?" The words he had prepared were already on the tip of his tongue.

"I think……"

Kimura smiled rarely, and with a calm tone, he stood up from the grand piano with a confidence he had never had before and challenged him.

"Let's have another match with you."

"The competition is tomorrow, won't it affect you?" He asked her, pondering the emotions behind Kimura's words.

"It doesn't affect anything." Kimura shook his head.

"Polonaise in F-sharp minor?"

"Yeah." Kimura nodded.

"What's the stakes?"

"I haven't paid off my debts yet." Kimura showed his ambition.

"What if you lose?"

"Then you lose." Kimura suddenly laughed again and said indifferently.