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

Chapter 92: Inoue-kun, who is more beautiful, Xiaoqi or Miss Amano?

It’s not just the vacant classrooms during the holidays that are used as practice spaces by wind bands.

The corner at the back of the school building, the corridor on the top floor connecting the old and new school buildings, the rooftop with a large barrel-shaped water tank...

In every corner of the campus, there is a chance that you will hear the sound of some kind of wind instrument being practiced when you pass by.

The band only gathers in the classroom during fixed time periods every day.

The ensemble performance of "Tomorrow Spring" in the evening was not very good. Except for a few people, almost all the members seemed to be unfamiliar with the performance.

Unlike the situation when they were practicing "Gorgeous Dance", those who remain in the orchestra now are all members who won the selection in April and May.

The other members of the club have long since stopped participating in club activities related to this year's competition. They are either practicing blowing techniques and other music to prepare for next year, or focusing their energy on their studies.

"That is, even though they're all starting from scratch, now that they no longer have the worry of 'not being able to compete if they don't play well,' and the distracting thought of 'rather than practicing a new song, I'd rather just pick up 'Gorgeous Dance Music,' it's reasonable for most members to feel discouraged."

After the ensemble practice, Asukai saw that Tamura looked unhappy, and perhaps thought that he would also be disappointed, so he said this when he returned to the trumpet group classroom to pack up.

He understood this and knew how to avoid arguments without changing his decision to change the repertoire.

But after all, their identities are different. He is not Nishimoto, and he is not the executor who made the final decision; he is not Amano, and he does not have the voice to change Nishimoto's mind.

He is a new member of the wind band and the leader of the trumpet section. He can only act as a member of the wind band.

In a sense, it is a normal reaction to complain about the current situation with other members of the wind band.

As Asukai was packing up, the crimson sunset had just begun to appear outside the window. Tamura didn't put the trumpet back into the box, but kept it in his hand.

He was staring at the sky in the corridor, and when Asukai went downstairs carrying his trumpet, Tamura walked towards the rooftop with his trumpet.

It was rare for Amano to take the initiative to send him a message, asking him if he had time and hoping to meet and chat for a while.

He said he had to go to the hospital right away, which was an excuse.

The turn of the leader of the Kitakura trumpet group is over. Now, as long as he steps out of the campus, he will make up his mind not to have anything to do with the wind band anymore.

He put away his cell phone, carried his trumpet, walked out of the campus, and waited at the tram station for the tram to the hospital where Takeda's mother was.

Sitting on the bench at the platform, I looked at the endless stream of green trains that came almost every minute, spitting out countless people and then swallowing countless people in a panic, rushing away.

He had no thoughts and had already missed countless trains. He spent more than ten minutes like this, concentrating on following the scene with his eyes, lost in this repetitive routine, and numbing his sense of time.

People came from nowhere, but they kept coming, consciously lining up neatly, and boarding the train in an orderly manner to be transported somewhere. So many people really existed in this world, and so many green trains really existed too.

So many people were being carried to and fro by so many trains, as if nothing had happened, in such an orderly manner. So many people, each with their own destinations.

As he witnessed this process, he felt an inexplicable sense of trance.

Is he also sitting on one of the green trains, heading to a place where he must go?

He was sitting in a certain carriage, and there were some other passengers in that carriage - this was inevitable, he had this intuition.

The train will always stop halfway, and passengers will inevitably get on and off.

But he always sat on this train, in this carriage...

No. As things stand, he has already gotten off the train and moved to another station.

He came to his senses and rushed into the carriage after another green train arrived and stopped.

Now he is Takeda's roommate, and he helps take care of her mother who is in the hospital when Takeda has no time, he thought.

But things don't always go as planned. When he walked out of the station, into the hospital, and arrived at Takeda's mother's ward, Amano was taking care of Takeda's mother, soaking her feet in a deep basin provided by the hospital, and peeling an apple that he didn't know where he came from.

"It seems I can't get off the train." He walked closer and thought.

"Train?" Amano can actually read minds? Amazing.

"Why are you here?" He only told Amano that he went to the hospital, without mentioning which hospital or what he went there for, let alone the specific ward of Takeda's mother.

"I saw you go to see Takeda that day, and I knew you were coming here today. Before coming up, I asked for Aunt Takeda's room number at the hospital front desk." Amano answered.

"What if I hadn't come?" he asked.

"I came to visit Takeda's mother and bought apples and pears," said Amano.

"Dede..." He even yawned, he was really tired.

The yawn ended, and he was puzzled by the growing tiredness.

It's not that he hasn't been busy before, but this time, he felt particularly tired.

Strength leaked out of the body like water flowing out of the tiny holes in a plastic bag.

He watched Amano hand the peeled apple to Takeda's mother, and watched Takeda's mother's eyes move between him and Amano.

"Ms. Amano, do you want to talk to Inoue about something?" asked Takeda's mother.

"Yeah." Amano nodded generously, "I have some questions about the club."

"Club?" Takeda's mother was very patient and chatted calmly.

"Inoue-san and I are both members of the piano club. Last time, she said she saw Inoue-san go to see you with Takeda-san. It was Inoue-san, Inoue-san, and the other piano club members who came together to visit the piano teacher..." Amano said this, her words both true and false, a smile that didn't suit her style on her face. "It seems like you're more important to him."

"No way..." Takeda's mother also laughed, "I didn't even know Inoue-kun at that time."

What’s important is Takeda-san—this is how it should be translated.

He couldn't make any excuses, he did it at the time.

"Can you give Inoue-kun and me some time? I'll return him to you in five minutes." Taketa's mother said ambiguously.

"It doesn't matter how long it takes, it's not a big deal." Amano's biggest bad habit is telling lies.

This was the first time she took the initiative to find him for something, and even came to him in real life.

It's really not a big deal, so why are you so anxious?
After Amano was discharged from the ward, Takeda's mother talked to him about the test results of lung damage, that he would have to stay in the hospital for at least half a month, and that the medical insurance had basically been approved.

The vehicle that caused the accident was only located today - judging from the investigation process, the driver was an extremely timid man, most likely alone, without a wife or children.

After the car accident, he immediately chose to take the tram to escape to the countryside.

The police initially searched Tokyo, using the license plate number to find the address, but when they found no one, they put the case aside. After handling a slew of cases—like someone's cat went missing, someone's windshield wipers came off as a prank by a child, someone dumped their garbage at a convenience store near the police station—they finally contacted the police station in the driver's hometown in the countryside.

In fact, it took less than half a day to get to the bottom of the case.

After discussing this, Takeda's mother looked at the closed door of the ward and finally asked the core question of the night -

"Hey, Inoue, if we compare Inori and Amano-san, who is prettier?"

(End of this chapter)