The daily life of Buddhist texts

Hikigaya Hachiman scratched his head, restraining the swaying dull hair.

"Loved." Geno Oreki replied casually.

"If you were a beautiful girl, I would consider it. What I want to ask is another matter."

"How much do you want to borrow?"

"..."

Oreki Gen stopped making jokes and yawned, "Ask."

"Do you know Yukinoshita?"

"Who."

"The beautiful one."

"Which one?"

"The very narcissistic and beautiful one."

"Which is that?"

"Didn't you come to serve the Ministry this afternoon? The one next to you has two eyes, two ears, one nose and one mouth. It looks like a human female."

"That." Oreki Gen suddenly realized.

"Ah."

"I don't know him, but I've seen it before." Yuan Oreki replied.

"so."

After that, there is no text.

There was silence between the two, only the noisy voices of people in the shopping mall could be heard incessantly.

"Well, Oreki, I have one more thing to do."

"You ask."

"Don't you hate humans?" Hikigu Hachiman asked.

"Yes."

"Not even willing to communicate with humans."

"Yes."

Oreki Gen guessed Hikigaya Hachiman's question, which was similar to Axonogi's question in the afternoon.

"But I, Mr. Hiratsuka, is a special case, and there may be other cases."

Unexpectedly, Hikigu Hachiman chose to draw a conclusion directly instead of waiting for Oreki Gen to say it himself.

Oreki Gen nodded slightly, signaling Hikigaya Hachiman to continue talking.

But Hikigu Hachiman didn't talk about it.

"I roughly understand," Hikigu Hachiman nodded, and then picked up the book and dessert bag again, "Has your friend not come back yet?"

Gen Oreki glanced at his phone, and found that twenty to ten minutes had passed, and Axe Nogi Yujie still hadn't arrived at the agreed place.

She shouldn't be the kind of kid who likes to run around, so... there is only one possibility.

"It won't be lost."

Oreki Minamoto held his forehead in pain.

"Make a call."

"...she doesn't have a mobile phone, I'll broadcast a missing person notice."

"The broadcast was broken two days ago. It seems that there is a problem with the equipment. Music is usually played." Hikigu Hachiman reminded.

It looks like he comes to this mall a lot.

So what to do.

Oreki Gen looked at the open area in the center of the mall, where a black and white piano was placed.

There is no option to comment "No Touching", which means that this piano can be used to show customers their talents.

Many shopping malls or pedestrian streets will place a piano to provide some big players to display their talents, which can satisfy personal vanity and can also promote the corresponding location for free.

Stepping forward, Oreki put his schoolbag on his head, sat on the wooden piano bench, confirmed the position of the pedal with his feet, and gently placed his hands on the alternate black and white keys.

His fingers were slender and white, almost blending with the white keys.

Hikigu Hachiman on the side immediately understood.

There are usually people who come to play the piano. If they are highly skilled and happen to be able to play popular repertoire, there will be circles of people around them.

Some people see that there are many people here, and they will come together again.

If Gen Oreki's friends heard or saw it, they would come here as if attracted by a magnet.

But... is Gen Oreki really okay?

Not questioning his musical talent, on the contrary, Hikigu Hachiman is the person who admires Gen Oreki's music the most, not one of them.

When he was in the music classroom in the first year of high school, he deeply realized Oreki Gen's terrifying musical talent and his abundant emotional power.

Hikigaya Hachiman was worried about the number of people.

With his IQ, he can more or less guess the problem with Oreki Gen.

Once the number of people paying attention to Gen Oreki increases, he will become very weird, and the expression on his face is as if he is enduring some great pain.

He looked at the black leather schoolbag on Oreki's head, feeling a little apprehensive.

Chapter 16 Chapter 16

Suzuki Miko is 21 years old, good-looking, tall, and a front desk salesperson for cosmetics.

Because she has studied makeup since she was in middle school, she chose a job after graduating from high school, gearing up to make a name for herself in the beauty industry and live a comfortable life like a handsome guy in Xiangche, but she never thought that the society is more complicated than she imagined. Much crueler.

Hitting the wall everywhere, on the verge of despair, I finally went to this small brand branch introduced by my parents to work as a cabinet sister.

Because he lost his fighting spirit, he fell into a life of eating and waiting to die every day.

A year ago, Miko Suzuki overheard a dynamic piece of music in a bar.

Grabbing the hair of the little yellow-haired brother next to me, I asked for the title of this song, and saved it in my phone when I turned around.

At first, she simply thought it was nice and the melody was catchy. Later, when she was idle and bored on the tram, she clicked on the detailed content of the song.

The virtual diva in it sang very quickly, and Suzuki Miko usually couldn't understand what it was singing.

Until she clicked on the lyrics list.

"As always, day after day, this kind of day is really a headache"

"There is nowhere to escape, I say goodbye to you in my dream"

"We've always been like this, we're tired of nights like fools"

"But I still have to dance, and I can say goodbye for tomorrow"

Just at the beginning, it stabbed hard into Miko Suzuki's heart.

It wasn't until her favorite chorus that she understood what the song was really about.

Not reconciled to the muddle-headed life, so I strode forward with hope brewing in my chest!

Naturally, Miko Suzuki substituted her real life into the lyrics, as if she was like a note in the melody, beating hysterically, bursting, and tearing.

At that time, grievances and remorse swept over like a tsunami. People in the same carriage looked sideways at the tearful girl, and some kind people handed over tissues.

On the tram, Suzuki Miko, who was in tears, silently wrote down her two favorite lines of lyrics, and took a screenshot of it as her desktop.

"If you want to be loved, say it out loud, imagination alone can't convey it"

"If you hear enough, shout loudly and move forward"

Since that day, Suzuki Miko has been reborn.

She began to move towards her childhood dream.

novelist.

Although submissions to the library have been declined, she is not discouraged.

When I'm really sad or desperate, I cheer myself up at night, with Atamaitai's "Loser" playing in my headphones.

Although she is a loser, Miko Suzuki will never admit defeat!

Working and writing a book at the same time, Miko Suzuki felt that life was so fulfilling for the first time.

Similarly, because of the opportunity of "Loser", she also began to pay attention to the most mysterious music channel owner on Youtube: Atamaitai.

In the eyes of Miko Suzuki, every song of Atamaitai is full of emotions, and every song contains his blessing.

What a gentle person.

So when the familiar melody sounded from the piano in the shopping mall, Miko Suzuki's heart was beating violently.

Someone is playing "Loser" by Atamaitai!

Although only the piano is used, it has a special taste!

She wanted to see it very much, she wanted to hear it very much.

Human beings always feel doubly cordial when they meet people of the same kind who meet the same preferences.

"Nadeko! Show me the counter!"

Miko Suzuki stood up in a hurry, and ran towards the piano in the mall stepping on her high heels.

Because of the short skirt, Miko Suzuki couldn't run fast, and when she came to the piano, there was already a circle of people around her.

Most of them were young people, their bodies swayed slightly to the rhythm, and some were still humming softly.

Atamaitai's "Loser" has really become a symbol of the times.