I Loaded the Love Game

"......stop."

　　 Kiyino Rin held his hands in the air, and the grand ensemble of the music classroom was silent for an instant.

　　 She flipped through the sheet of music blankly.

　　 "The euphonium, the sub-melody at the beginning of the forty-first bar, is played solo by tomorrow's classmates."

　　 "Also, clarinet, I have already said that it is more brisk here, can you do it next time?"

　　 "Miami Kitahara, did you really practice yesterday? Trouble training until the meeting."

　　 "......"

　　 "Ten minutes of rest, practice each part separately."

　　 Kiyino Rin announced his disbandment, picked up the papers on the desk, and turned around to prepare to return to the activity classroom of the Human Observation Department.

　　 "Classmate Kiyano." Hayami Xun called her.

　　 "What's the matter, see you classmate early?" Kiyano Rin stopped and stood there waiting for the other person to come over.

　　 "Watanabe-san did not come to the club today, do you know what happened?"

　　 "He took time off for the monthly test in July."

　　 "Kyono-san, did you agree?" Hayami Kaoru asked a little surprised at first, and then said to himself: "Yes, Watanabe-san is a novice, so you don't need to play."

　　The monthly test is a small test, and the school does not have a rule to stop club activities one week in advance.

　　 But even if there are really regulations that must be stopped, clubs like the wind club that will participate in competitions in the summer will secretly practice on their own, and it is impossible to take the initiative to ask for leave.

　　 Toru Watanabe is an exception. He is a novice to oboe, and oboe is notoriously difficult in orchestral music. It is impossible to produce a complete score before the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition.

　　 "Is there anything else?" Kiyano Rin reminded Hayami Kaoru who was distracted.

　　 At this time, the music classroom has already blatantly heard the sound of discussion.

　　 "It's too arrogant, I really think of myself as a consultant."

　　 "The consultants didn't criticize us like that."

　　 "Obviously I played very well, but there was no praise."

　　 "I don't want to be praised by the first grade! It's disgusting!"

　　The whispers one after another all pointed to Qingye Rin, who looked calm.

　　 Early Jianxun showed a very apologetic expression, and called Rin Kiyano for herself to let her hear the criticism from the staff.

　　 "Sorry, Kiyano-san..."

　　 Kiyano Rin shook his head nonchalantly: "It's okay. I'll go now. Please practice and see your classmates early."

　　 When closing the sliding door, she glanced at Ichiku Kui who was being comforted by the bass, where Mai Asuna continued to practice without expression.

　　 Time is full of torment until the last day of June.

　　 Lunch break, Class 4 classroom.

　　 "Watanabe, how was your test this time?"

　　 "It feels like there is no place to get points."

　　 "...what an arrogant word!"

　　 The trio sat in the corner of the classroom and put the tables together for lunch.

　　 "Three consecutive days off tomorrow, where are you going to play?" Saito Keisuke said.

　　 "No way, no way!" Kuni Xiu kept pulling up the collar of his school uniform to let the wind in, while eating food, "The baseball club is going to train."

　　 "That's it, there's no way. Watanabe, you?" Saito Keisuke looked at Watanabe Toru who had had lunch, "I heard that Rin Kiyono is busy giving special training to the music club, should you be okay?"

　　 Kuni Shu stopped the action of pulling down the neckline: "Recently, Rin Kiyono seems to be hated by senior girls. Do you know what's going on?"

　　 "Who knows." Watanabe said lazily.

　　 Folded the plastic bag of bread, he reached out and picked up the large and generous bottle of barley tea beside the table, twisted the bottle cap, and poured it into his throat.

　　 There are clear apple knots on the white neck and the liquid in the PET bottle. The two are shining in the sunlight outside the window.

　　 "Have you quarreled?"

　　 "Except for Miki, I have no plans to quarrel with anyone." Watanabe Toru put down the bottle, took out his phone, and played games to pass the time.

　　 "噫——" The two had a chill.

　　 "Such sweet words, I actually said to our two singles, you are too vicious!"

　　 After two classes in the afternoon, the school organized a general cleaning because of three consecutive breaks.

　　 The members of the wind club entrusted the cleaning task to other classmates due to Rin Kiyano’s compulsory request, and seized every minute of the time to practice.

　　 The cleaning is not over yet, I have already played twice.

"......stop."

　　 Kiyino Rin glanced over everyone's face.

　　 "If this level is maintained," she said, "you won't be able to win the gold medal in the Tokyo Metropolitan Contest, let alone the Kanto Contest in the future, the whole country..."

　　 "Do you want to fight?"

　　 The aggressive voice caused the music classroom to drop three degrees in an instant, and everyone subconsciously held their breath.

　　The third grade of the flute & piccolo part, kicked the sheet music shelf away.

　　 "Ishitani-san, did I make a mistake?" Rin Kiyano didn't change his face, and his tone was exactly the same as usual.

　　 "Are you too arrogant, first grade."

　　 "In the competition field, no one cares whether you are in the first or third grade. The judges only look at whether you have a solid foundation, whether you have emotions in your performance, and the melody..."

"To shut up!"

　　 The scene was stagnant, the timid girl covered her mouth and nose with her hands, and looked at them in fear.

　　 Asuka Mai looked bored at the first-grade floor outside the window, looking for someone's figure, and his fingers moved up and down on the buttons according to the music score.

　　 On the side, Hanada Asako holding the double bass, looked back and forth at the faces of Kiyono Rin and Ishitani Haru.

　　 She was worried and wanted to go up to persuade her, but she stopped because of the shyness of the crowd.

　　 At the position of the trombone, Tamamo looked back so beautifully, staring at the more and more notes of the sheet music.

　　 It's silly to show off her power in the third grade in the first grade... She turned the sheet music to the place where she didn't feel smooth when she played the ensemble just now.

　　 Kiyano Rin did not have a trace of fear: "The strength is not good, and he refuses to accept other people's instructions. He will only vent his anger incompetently, depending on his age..."

　　 The door of the classroom was opened with a "click", interrupting her.

　　 "I'm tired, uh-" A beautiful boy with an oboe under his arm, rubbed his shoulder and walked in.

　　 "What's wrong?" He asked with a lively smile.

　　 The arrival of Watanabe Toru has loosened the almost frozen atmosphere in the classroom.

　　 Many girls looked at his face obsessively, and whispered things like "Not good, so handsome".

　　 Hanada Asako breathed a sigh of relief. If Watanabe-kun is there, it must be all right.

　　 Yuzao's beautiful long eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at the smiling boy in front of him.

　　 On the key of the Euphonium, Mai Asuna's fingers lightened a bit.

　　 "It has nothing to do with you." Haseharu's tone slowed down slightly.

　　 She wanted to be very angry with Watanabe, who had a good relationship with Rin Kiyano, but out of the instinct of a woman, or a human, when she saw an outstanding appearance, she still subconsciously maintained a basic reserve.

　　 "Senior sister, don't say that, I'm also a member of the flute club." Watanabe Toru's smile brightened again, and Haru Hase's breath disappeared.

　　 He continued: "If I knew that the level of Group A would be enough to eliminate the need to participate in the general cleaning, I wouldn't have to be so tired."

　　 The suffocating silence dominated the entire space.

　　 Most people, including Haru Hase, looked at Watanabe Toru in amazement.

　　 Watanabe Toru's expression remained unchanged, with a smile full of magical colors.

　　 He rubbed his shoulders, took out the oboe from his armpit, and said to Rin Kiyano on the podium: "Counselor Kiyono, I'm going to have a second interview. I have the level of Group A, too."

　　 Kiyano Rin looked at Watanabe Toru with a small face, and before he could speak, Hase Haru's sharp voice came.

　　 "This level? You have a little white face..."

　　 "Little white face?"

　　 "You bought your instrument from Kujo, right? A country..."

　　 "Well, I admit that I am very good-looking."

"you......"

"What?" Watanabe interrupted her again, spreading his hands with a smile, "Hase-senpai wants to fight with me? Okay, because you are a senpai, born two years earlier than me, I am a younger generation. , Let your hands."

　　 His words were mild, his smile was charming, and the simple gesture of spreading his hands faintly revealed the demeanor of a beautiful boy, but the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became frightened.

　　 "I will teach you today!" In front of so many people, Watanabe's arrogant and contemptuous attitude made Haru Hase lose his reason.

　　 With her eyes burning with shame, she hurried over, waved her hand and hit Watanabe Toru in the face.

　　 "Hase-senpai!"

　　 "Watanabe!"

"and so on!"

"Well--"

　　 Along with Hase Haru's painful groan, the table and chairs were hit, and after a riot, the scene completely died.

　　 "I wasted a little time." Watanabe took back the other party's foot easily and said to the shocked Kiyono Rin, "Consultant, let's start the interview. Please listen to my performance."

　　 Without waiting for Rin Kiyano's approval, Watanabe played the oboe regardless of how it would end.

　　 is a familiar melody that I have practiced countless times and heard countless times, but because the sound is so beautiful, the audience who was still noisy just now had to hold their breath.

　　 The melody is like the singing of a gospel singer, the gentle and detailed oboe sound makes everyone feel tight.

The sound of 　　 around the beam extends infinitely, very clear and transparent, just like a sigh of God.

　　 Haru Hase, lying on the ground, swallowed freely, his heart trembling, and goose bumps pricked up.

　　In an instant, the summer air in the classroom was full of melodious and sweet sounds.

　　 When the concert hall was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground was audible, everyone reacted and did not know when the performance was over.

　　 No one moved, no one spoke.

　　 "Passed?" Watanabe Toru asked.

　　 "...passed." Rin Kiyano replied in a low voice as if he hadn't recovered from the performance just now.

　　 Toru Watanabe turned his gaze to Haru Hase, and then at everyone.

　　 "It blows so badly, and the performance itself is full of flaws. At this level, you start to make things difficult for the consultant?"

　　 Watanabe reached into his bangs, patted his forehead, and sighed exaggeratedly.

　　 "Forget it, anyway, you people, it's useless to work hard. It's good to recognize the gap between people early."

　　 "Watanabe-san?!" Hayami Kaoru stood up.

　　 "Isn't it?" Watanabe spread his arms out, "I only practice for half a month, everyone."

　　 His language is light and proud.

"You can reach the level of the national competition, how about you? No matter how you practice, at most you can only get a bronze award in the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition. Ah, I'm sorry, it is also possible that the judges think that Kamikawa High School itself is relatively famous and give a less embarrassing silver medal. reward."

　　 "Does the truth hurt you? But you know best, whether I'm telling the truth..."

　　 "Watanabe, shut up." It was Rin Kiyano who interrupted Watanabe.

　　 Everyone looked at her in surprise, and so did Toru Watanabe.

　　 Did Rin Kiyano have seen through his thoughts and planned to stop him from continuing?

　　 This is no good.

　　 Kiyano Rin said with a cold face: "I am their advisor. I can talk about them freely, but no one else is allowed to teach."

　　 "Kyono-san..." Their voices were full of apologize and touch.

　　 "Also," Kiyano Rin's eyes have been giving people a sense of coldness, and flames are burning at this time. "I think the members here, as long as they work hard, can enter the national competition and even win gold medals."

　　 There is a sound of inhalation in the music classroom.

　　 This is the first time that Rin Kiyano praised them.

　　 Ming Ming Watanabe Toru is helping her to speak...

　　 Deep in everyone's heart, there was an inexplicable warmth.

　　 Hanada Asako doesn't know if she is happy or shy, but her throat is itchy, she must say something.

　　 "Kyono-kun, competition," she squeezed her small hands and took a deep breath, "I'll do my best!"

"me too......"

　　 "Me too!"

　　 Toru Watanabe glanced at the crowd with a look of "Everyone, get rid of a little self-knowledge", and said to Rin Kiyono perfunctorily: "You are the eldest lady of the Kiyono family, what you say is what you say."

"This guy!"

　　 "The character is too bad!"

　　 Familiar murmurs came, but the target was changed to Watanabe Toru.

　　 "Watanabe-san, the interview is over, please sit down in the wood pipe position. Also, I don't want to see any conflicts between members and members." Rin Kiyano warned.

"Yes Yes Yes."

　　 "Okay, it doesn't matter whether it is contradictory or hates anyone. It doesn't matter. Don't waste time, keep playing the ensemble."

　　 Kiyano Rin glanced at Haru Hase, who was lifted up by the crowd.

　　 "One, two, one, two, three, four"

"......stop."

"Hey." Before Kiyano Rin spoke, Watanabe put his hands on the back of the steel pipe chair and turned around, "Um, saxophone, the middle one, yes, the one with the thick legs. Just you, did you go out of tune just now? "

"you!"

　　 "Tru Watanabe!" Rin Kiyano called helplessly.

　　 "What?" Watanabe turned around, "Isn't it, Miss, pointing out mistakes to each other is also considered as a conflict between members?"

　　 Kiyano Rin took a deep breath in restrained anger, and said weakly, "It doesn't count, but..."

　　 "Kyono-san," Kitahara-san, who had thick legs, stood up, "I'll blow it well!"

　　 Watanabe leaned back weakly on the steel pipe chair: "The goal is not to go out of tune. Forget it, that's it for you. It is too much to ask you at my own level."

　　 Kitahara's teary eyes were hazy, and he shouted at him: "I will blow it well!"

　　 "Okay." Watanabe sat upright, "I believe you."

　　 Kitahara was stunned.

　　 Could it be that Watanabe-san just wanted to encourage himself?

　　 The second ensemble.

　　 "Who, Kitahara-kun with thick legs, can you do it? And the outer one of the percussion instrument. Your arms are so thick, but you don't have a bit of energy when you strike them. It's not all fat, right?"

　　 The third ensemble.

"Ah-I can't stand it anymore, girl with thick legs, you, and you, to be honest, there are not a few of you, the remaining people may be able to rely on their own ability, plus my performance, and get the silver award, no, Golden reward-after all, there is me."

　　 "Watanabe Toru." Kiyano Rin stared over.

　　 "Sorry, Miss. I accidentally attacked because I was so angry."

　　 The fourth ensemble.

　　 "Legs..."

　　 "Watanabe Toru, you're enough!" A senpai who watched Kitahara cried and stood up to embrace the injustice loudly reprimanded.

　　 "Huh? I was wrong? Are her legs thick? Or out of tune?"

　　 "How can you say that girl!"

　　 "You can also say that to me. If I say which part of my performance is not good, or how ugly, as long as it is true, I will never refute it. This, um, single eyelid senpai, please."

"you you......"

　　 "Look, there's nothing to say. Tell you my motto: The only way to shut me up is to be better than me in all aspects."

　　 Is this the motto? It was like a provocative sentence.

　　 Kitahara pulls the elder sister who is still planning to theory: "I will work hard!"

　　 Senpai sat down unwillingly, and the others shrank their bodies.

　　 Although I can't wait to beat Watanabe thoroughly, but I am afraid that he will open his mouth to say that this classmate with buck teeth, classmate with yellow teeth, classmate with short legs, classmate without bridge of nose...

too frightening.

　　......

　　‘I definitely want to get the gold reward for this guy! ’

　　 With this idea, the day's training of the wind club is over.

　　 In the activity classroom of the Human Observation Department, Toru Watanabe disassembled the oboe, put it in the instrument case, and prepared to leave.

　　 "Will you not give me away today?"

　　 "Huh?" Watanabe looked at Kiyano Rin in surprise.

　　 Qingye Rin looked at the night outside the window: "It's almost twelve."

"I do not mind."

　　 Locked the door, and the two walked on a street with only street lights.

　　 The wind is breezy at night, and occasionally a car with the lights on and off from the opposite side is shining so brightly that people can’t open their eyes.

　　 "Thank you today." Rin Kiyano's words came along with the sound of wheels crushing the road.

　　 "Have you seen through my plan?!"

　　 "Don't you think how secretive it is? Think I will misunderstand you?"

　　 "Uh." Watanabe was embarrassed for a second, "Then you..."

　　 "I didn't stop you, but instead deliberately opposed you?" Kiyono Rin put her long, wind-blown hair behind her ears, and continued with a smile.

"......Ok."

　　 "Watanabe-san would rather be hated and come to help me, how can I betray you?" A nice smile appeared on the corner of Rin Kiyano's mouth.

　　 "This is how'betrayal' is used!"

　　 Kiyino Rin looked at the red light of the traffic light and stopped: "Watanabe-san, are you afraid of being hated by others?"

"This is a good thing for me." Watanabe said indifferently. "It is only when Miki is disgusted can I feel relieved. However, personal attacks on girls make me feel a little sad. I hate me and forget it. I hope they don't. There is a shadow in the heart."

　　 "Thick legs and single eyelids...it's difficult."

　　 "Anyway, I said this for you. If they really have a psychological shadow, it is also your fault. You should bear this guilt on your back."

　　 Kiyano Rin sighed, "Sometimes I really can't tell whether you are gentle or not."

　　 "Of course it is gentle. I say this because I am afraid that you will fall in love with me because of what I did."

　　 "Relax, my love is not that cheap anymore. But," Rin Kiyono turned his head and smiled at Watanabe Toru, "You have won my friendship. From today, you will be my first friend."

　　 The car passing by, took a picture of her small face clearly, and there was a faint blush on it.

　　 "Can I refuse?"

　　 "No."

　　 The red light changed to green, and Rin Kiyano walked up the zebra crossing with a smile on his face.

　　 "By the way, how did you raise the oboe to this level in such a short time?"

　　 "Who do you think I am?"

　　 "Watanabe Toru."

　　 "No." Watanabe Toru spread his hands against the night breeze, "I am a god."

　　 "Hey, do you still have a chance to cure your secondary disease?"

　　 "Ah, Rin Kiyano should be worried for me, right?"

　　 crappy imitation ~www.ltnovel.com~ makes Kiyano Rin unceremoniously stretch his hand to his waist.

　　 "His--it hurts, classmate Kiyano."

　　 "A lie. I didn't even try."

　　 "Distressed."

　　 Kiyano Rin pulled both positions away with a bitter cold expression on his face.

　　 "One more thing, I hope you won't target Kitahara again next time you play."

　　 "Why? Isn't she out of tune?"

　　 "When I played for the second time, she didn't go out of tune anymore."

　　 "Huh?" Watanabe Toru stopped, "lie to me?"

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 Toru Watanabe felt his face start to get hot: "Then I am embarrassed tonight?"

Kiyano Rin laughed: "Your performance scared them at the time. They subconsciously thought that you could hear the nuances that their ears couldn't hear, plus the most authoritative I didn't reveal you, they would not doubt it. "

　　 "Don't tell anyone about this." Watanabe Toru warned.

　　 "Then Kitahara-san is too pitiful."

　　 "If you say it, I will be the poor one!"

　　 "Don't worry, who makes you my subordinate or my...friend."

　　 "Are you shy?"

　　 "People who talk a lot usually die miserably."

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