I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Jingu Makoto watched Hiratsuka Shizuo step by step towards the classroom, which made him a little familiar.

The classroom where the ministry is located.

His expression is very plain, because he knows why Hiratsuka is going to the ministry.

As he expected, the only foreign aid Hiratsuka could find for him was Yukino Yukoshita.

Obviously it was what he wanted, but Makoto Jingong was even more irritable at the moment.

He felt that there were enough girls he had provoked, and his debts were even more complicated and difficult.

call...

Makoto Jingu calmed down and continued to roam as if he hadn't seen it.

As we walked, there was a burst of noisy music, and Jingu Cheng said silently in her heart: This should be the site of the Music Department.

As he continued walking, the noisy music gradually moved away, while the sweet piano quietly lingered in his ears.

He stopped suddenly and turned his head to look at the classroom in front of him.

This is a music room, and the melodious piano sound comes from the music room slowly, like a stream flowing across the mountains, soft and warm.

Jingu Makoto couldn't help but smile. The gentle piano sound came from her hand, which seemed a little weird.

He still remembers this music room that he secretly played a song for Qianhuajiang while the owner was away last time.

Speaking of which, I seem to have missed the appointment.

I don't know if Qianhuajiang, the idiot, helped him fulfill the agreement.

Makoto Jingu closed his eyes and planned to leave after listening to the piano for a while.

He doesn't want to continue to provoke new girls now.

As I listened, Makoto Jingu gradually became fascinated. Music does not need language, it can resonate naturally with human emotions.

His irritability was comforted by the gentle piano sound, and the rising guilt was also silently washing.

Suddenly, the gentle sound of the piano stopped abruptly, but Jingu Makoto had not recovered.

The footsteps sounded softly, and when Jingong Makoto heard it, it was already a little late.

The closed door of the music room was slowly opened, and the dark hair was swaying. The blue eyes of the music room owner flashed with surprise, as if he was surprised why he suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Immediately, Dongma and Sa frowned, his expression suddenly resembling frost.

If she remembers correctly, this guy seems to have released his own pigeon.

A few weeks passed, but he never showed up, as if the promise was just a casual joke.

Until she was about to forget, this guy suddenly appeared.

Jingu Makoto opened his eyes slowly, and at a glance, he saw Dongma and Sa's frowning brows and the cold eyes.

Ugh.. Why are you standing here!Got into trouble again.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he whispered: "Meet again, senior sister."

Touma and Sa have a fake smile, and even from Jingu Makoto's perspective, she is not smiling at all.

"Yes, we met again, busy people."

Alas, sure enough, women are all grudges.

Jingu Makoto was helpless, and since they had all run into it, he had no choice but to react accordingly.

"The piano played by the senior sister is so gentle, I was fascinated by it."

He praised.

In any case, Dongma and Sa are not easy to express her dissatisfaction without hitting the smiley.

Moreover, she is also very good at hiding her true emotions.

"You always stand here?"

Obviously he just came, but Jingu Makoto nodded shamelessly: "Yeah."

Dongma Hesha questioned: "Why didn't you knock on the door?"

Makoto Jingu whispered, "I'm afraid to disturb the senpai, after all, players usually hate being disturbed."

When Dongma and Sa heard this, their dissatisfaction with him diminished slightly.

Jingu Makoto continued: "There is also hope that the senior sister can forgive me."

Dongma and Sa looked at him without speaking.

Makoto Jingu spread his hands and whispered: "I didn't mean it, but I've been really busy these days."

Dongma and Sa's dissatisfaction with him has been reduced a lot.

"What the senior sister promised me back then still counts?"

Dongma and Sha said, "I don't remember what I promised you."

"Then I want to go in and listen to the senior sister's performance at close range, okay?"

Dongma and yarn seem to be cold, but they are actually very easy to talk.

Because she is really bad at rejection.

After hesitating for a while, she turned around and said, "Come in."

Chapter 22: Piano Heart!

At first Dongma and Sa did not know that he was standing outside.

In her original plan, after playing this song, she was ready to go home.

It was still a bit early, and she came to the music room for less than an hour. If it had been before, she would usually practice in the music room until evening before leaving.

But today is different, she is in a bad mood.

So a little surprised, she didn't expect Makoto Jingu to come.

After hesitating and hesitating for a while, Dongma and Sa turned around and returned to the piano to sit down.

Makoto Jingu walked in slowly, closed the door, and then brought a chair from the side, and sat quietly on the opposite side of the piano, which is the opposite of Dongma and Sasha.

Dongma and Sa do not like to talk, especially when they are in the music room.

When facing the piano, the expression on her face always reveals almost stubborn concentration.

Without warning, she would not greet her, the slender jade fingers pressed the black and white keys, and the melodious piano sound echoed in this quiet room again.

Jingu Makoto closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed this special solo service.

This elder sister is not easy to get along with, she is also notoriously lonely in the school, no one has seen her approaching anyone.

Accompanying her loneliness and glamorous beauty is the loneliness that is never gregarious.

So, to some extent, Makoto Jingu is very lucky.

Before him, no other student could enjoy this kind of treatment.

It's a pity that he is also a little annoyed now, and he is not willing to provoke a new girl. If it weren't for accidental encounter by her, Makoto Jingong would just stand outside and listen for a while and leave.

Fortunately, Touma and Sa are also used to being quiet, and Jingu Makoto can listen quietly without speaking.

Touma and Sa are playing the piano intently, and every black and white key is an old friend who is too familiar to her.

When she closes her eyes, she can accurately find their positions, and can skillfully control the intensity to make the sound she wants.

It is warm and moist, like a dingdong of spring water, and a stream flows, soft, like the warm sun in winter, breeze blowing on the face, calm, like a clear deep sea.

I have to say that music really has the effect of soothing the soul.

Under the gentle sound of the piano, his irritable mood became calm a little bit, and the ups and downs all recovered calmly.

But slowly, the gentle piano sound gradually changed.

There are many changes in the tone of the piano, and the sound of the piano fluctuates with the ups and downs of the player's mood. This beautiful movement is conveying emotions.

The clarity and tranquility were torn apart, as bright as a cold moon, and the brilliance that splashed on the body was cold.

The cathartic cold is far more crisp than the warm sun, as if this is the essence of winter horse and yarn.

Jingu Makoto slowly opened his eyes and looked at Touma Kazuya in front of him.

He hadn't observed her closely before, and she closed her eyes at this time, just to give Makoto Jingong this opportunity.

She was very engaged, even if he quietly brought the chair close to it without noticing it.

Staring at her facial features, Jingu Makoto sighed, perhaps describing her as beautiful, but it was only a kind of derogation.

Girl like the moon, Dongma and yarn are the coldest cold months.

Through the change of the piano's sound, he can vaguely feel that Dongma and Sa are in a bad mood.

At the end of the song, Dongma and Sa opened their eyes, and suddenly realized that his distance had become very close.

In a panic, she couldn't help but said coldly: "What are you looking at?"

Jingu Cheng was leaning on the chair leisurely, with one hand on his chest, and the other against his chin.

Facing her coquettish surprise, he whispered: "Senior sister, is there something bothering me?"

Touma and Sae subconsciously wanted to deny it, but Makoto Jingu said, "Because of the small changes in Senpai's piano sound, I can hear it."

Musical...resonance?

Dongma and Saru pursed their lips, and did not refute for a while.

As an excellent piano player, as Touma Kassa who wants to be a great pianist, she knows that the sound of the piano can convey emotions.

And, exceptionally precise.

Makoto Jingong continued to question without any gossip, keeping a proper distance to continue.

So he chuckled: "Maybe I guessed wrong, senior sister don't care."

Dongma and Sa did not speak, but looked down at the black and white keys.

"I'm a little irritable. Many things are suddenly crowded together. I don't even have any free time."

Makoto Jingu knew she was not good at covering up.

So he simply turned the topic to himself, as a detailed explanation, explaining that he really didn't let her dove on purpose.

Facing Dongma Kazuya, Makoto Jingu seemed to be more able to tell the truth about this elder sister who was not familiar with him.

Perhaps he has also developed this instinct, and when he narrates, he always deliberately or unintentionally is mixed with ups and downs that can radiate the girl's emotional sympathy.

The new things he is planning, the mid-term exams he is preparing to deal with, the tedious tasks of cultural festivals, and the games held by the basketball club.

He told her all his troubles clearly, whether she was interested in knowing or not.

Of course, the most troublesome thing in his heart, the emotional matter, he concealed it well.

Dongma and Sha felt that he was a bit inexplicable at first, and he didn't know you very well. What use is it for you to tell me so much?

Perhaps it was a person who stayed for too long, but Dongma and Sa could be patient to listen to him.

Listening, she was a little envious.

The trivial things that Makoto Jingu said were very lively. Touma and Sa did not have these trivial things, but they were not happy.

After listening to him, he was silent for a while, Dongma Hesha whispered, "I want to hear your piano."

Jingu Makoto nodded with a smile.

She stood up, gave the position to Makoto Jingong, and sat down on his chair by herself.

Touching the black and white piano keys, Jingu Cheng felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

He closed his eyes, his fingertips passed, and the soft piano sound rang.

His piano sound is a little different from Dongma and Sha's.

The sound of Dongma Hesha's piano sounds gentle, but in fact it is only the exquisite technique. In fact, her piano sound contains coldness, like a solitary moon hanging in the sky.

It only spills its bright and clear brilliance, but it doesn't matter whether the light is cold or hot.