Young people with light music will not encounter lonely rock music

"After all, we are not children anymore."

The relationship between men who have not seen each other for many years does not seem to have any wear and tear due to time.

It seems like it's still the same as before.

But it feels different.

"However, I really didn't expect that the light that my family always mentioned was your child... He is really... well, a very talented person."

He was obviously shouting that he was a bad boy not long ago...

Kotobuki Hikari gave him a strange look.

"Kotobuki-kun has changed a lot." Michiko Goto suddenly said.

"Well...a lot happened."

The man let out a long sigh.

I don’t know what I’m lamenting about.

"Naoki has also changed a lot. Only Michiko seems to have not changed at all. It's all thanks to you."

"Don't say that, I'm already an old housewife."

"But you finally got married, congratulations."

"Thank you."

This congratulations are more than ten years late.

But the feelings contained have not been dusted by the erosion of time.

"Even the children have grown up now."

Michiko Goto said fondly.

The attention on the wine table immediately shifted to Kotobuki Hikari and Goto Kazuri.

"Um...Father, you have always known Yili's parents?"

Kotobuki Hikaru finally couldn't help but express the doubts that had been hidden in his mouth all the way.

"Well...I've never heard my parents say that!"

Goto Kazuri couldn't help but ask questions.

This kind of thing is too coincidental and too dramatic.

The three adults looked at each other with a nostalgic smile on their faces.

"We went to the same high school. Kotobuki was the keyboard player in our band at the time, and I was the guitar player."

"real or fake?!"

Both Kotobuki Hikaru and Goto Isato had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Especially Kotobuki Hikari.

"Father, you've never told me about forming a band."

"It's just some shameful past."

The man said lightly, the smile on his face gradually dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Goto Kazuri was not surprised.

She did know that her father once formed a band, but then it disbanded for some reason...otherwise there wouldn't be such an expensive guitar at home.

Various complicated emotions emerged in Kotobuki Hikaru's heart.

Hard to understand.

Shameful past?

Is forming a band a shame in my father's eyes?

I didn't even want to mention it at all, I never said it, and I was extremely opposed to forming a band at the time.

Why......

"Xiaoguang now has quite the same demeanor as Kotobuki-kun did before. He is very handsome. After all, they are father and son..."

Michiko Goto spoke, causing Kotobuki Hikaru to recover from her gloomy mood.

"Michiko! Didn't you say that I am the most handsome in the band?!"

With the help of alcohol, Naoki Goto showed himself as the head of the family in front of his wife and daughter.

"Okay, okay... My dear, he's the most handsome when he plays the guitar."

With just one sentence, the man was immediately swayed.

"Speaking of which, I can only buy my guitar thanks to Qinbuki."

Goto Naoki was a little drunk.

He rested his elbow on Kotobuki's father's shoulder, spoke a little slurred, and pointed his finger at the piano bag leaning on the edge of the table next to Goto Ichiri.

"Eh?"

Goto Kazuri blinked in confusion.

"We went to the musical instrument store together... I was just a high school student. I had been saving money for a long time and wanted to buy an ordinary guitar. But when I saw this guitar, I left instantly. I can’t move anymore..."

Goto Kazuri felt an inexplicable sense of immediacy.

"But this guitar is too expensive. I can't afford it with the money I have. I wanted to give up at first, but looking at other guitars, it's hard to accept it no matter what. But this guy Kotobuki... goes and After chatting with the boss for a while, he let me get the guitar at a broken price..."

"what..."

Goto Isato glanced at Kotobuki Mitsuru.

The awkward atmosphere gradually spread.

"Well, it was just that I was young and frivolous at that time."

I don't know whether it was because he was a little drunk or because the past memories of his youth were mentioned. Kotobuki's father's cheeks were unusually rosy and he stopped the topic with a dry cough.

Kotobuki Hikaru watched his father, who had always been meticulous in front of him, light a cigarette, probably to relieve his own embarrassment and to try to re-establish his majestic image.

"Well, but now I have to realize my band dream..."

Goto Naoki sighed.

Goto Ichiri felt the pressure from his father and lowered his head.

"That...that, I'm sorry."

Goto Ichiri picked up the guitar beside him.

"Ok?"

"I accidentally used up my father's important guitar."

"No...it's okay! It's an old antique, so it's normal for it to break!"

Goto Naoki waved his hand, as if it really didn't matter.

But it would be a lie to say it doesn't hurt.

After all, it was something that was older than Ichiri Goto himself and had been with a man for half his life.

However, when I thought of my daughter playing the guitar with great grace on the stage, the distressed feeling immediately disappeared.

"It doesn't matter if the instrument is broken."

Kotobuki's father suddenly spoke.

"The best fate of an instrument is to be worn out during a performance, just like a samurai dying on the battlefield. Exiting in this way is an honor for the instrument. Putting it in a display cabinet to let it wear out is the best way to end the performance. A real waste of natural resources.”

The man spoke a series of literate words.

“As long as the person using the guitar doesn’t give up, it doesn’t matter.”

The two men had another drink.

Michiko Goto poured wine for the two of them.

Time flies too fast.

It seems like the past time is still like yesterday.

In the past, when they were drinking, they could not stop chatting about their future dreams and nonsensical remarks. But now, sitting at the same wine table, the only topics they talked about were nostalgia for the past and their hopes for the next generation. topic.

"Well...actually, I'm curious."

After a long time, Goto Ichiri finally raised his hand and asked.

"What's wrong, Ichiri?" Goto Naoki asked with concern.

"Dad and uncle...why don't they form a band anymore?"

Kotobuki Hikari also narrowed his eyes.

He was also very curious about the topic.

but...

He knew that there were some things that his father shouldn't ask if he didn't want to say them.

Just as he thought, the originally noisy wine table suddenly fell into silence.

Goto Ichiri suddenly felt that he had stepped on a thunder...

Even my father put down his hand on Kotobuki's father's shoulder.

"Ugh......"

Kotobuki Hikaru heard a sigh from his father beside him.

He suddenly felt that his father seemed to be much more decadent at this moment.

a lot of.

It's the kind of sigh that can only be made by an old man who looks back on his life with regret.

Goto Naoki did not answer his daughter's words, but slapped his hand heavily on the shoulder of the man beside him.

Snapped--!

"Kotobuki..."

"Um..."

"You guy...why, why did you suddenly disappear? You didn't even say hello, and you suddenly lost contact!"

"disappear?!"

Both Goto Kazuri and Kotobuki Mitsuru were surprised.

Disappearance means...what does it mean.

Goto Naoki never asked, because he knew that if the man in front of him didn't take the initiative to say it, he just didn't want to be mentioned.

"At that time, everyone tried every means to contact you and looked for you for a long time, but you seemed to have disappeared and left."

"Why... you left suddenly without saying goodbye..."

Years of grievances suddenly broke out at this moment, and drunken words were always filled with too much emotion. Goto looked at his somewhat hysterical father as if he were seeing a stranger.

Faced with such a pointed question, Kotobuki's father remained silent for a long time.

He didn't speak slowly until the lit cigarette slowly burned out between his fingers and the ashes fell on the table.

"I ran away..."

? !

Kotobuki Hikari couldn't understand.

What does it mean.

And why did the man in front of me say such a thing.

"Why?" Goto Naoki asked inquiringly.

"At that time, I did have a band dream. I ran away from home and went to school in a far away city. I thought that in this way I could distance myself from my discordant family and my responsibilities. I just wanted to have the life I wanted. .”