Chapter 151 Return to Tokyo
"Students from Kitauji, please gather over here!"
The Minister and the Vice Minister stood in front of the Kitauji members as usual.
The two held the trophies and certificates they had just received, comforted the disappointed people, reviewed their hard work, and gave instructions for the next generation of brass band leaders...
Kumiko really didn't want to listen any more. If this continued, the tears she was trying hard to hold back would soon fall.
She turned her head and looked at the classmates who had worked so hard together: the third-year senior had a tearful face, Reina, who had just cried loudly, had adjusted her mood, and the lively Luhui was dejected...
"…We have tried our best, but others are better. In the end…"
She finally tried to listen carefully for a while, but when the word "finally" came out of the third-year senior's lips, Kumiko turned her face away again.
I always feel indescribably uncomfortable.
Is this the end? Will I never be able to work hard with my seniors again? Can time go back to summer? I will definitely work hard.
No, we can't let this emotion continue to spread like this.
Kumiko took a deep breath to suppress the burning sensation rising in her throat, and the world in her eyes was already a little blurry.
Blinking hard to squeeze out the troublesome tears, Kumiko suddenly noticed that Watanabe Toru was standing quietly beside her, as if waiting for her.
"...Everyone, please move to the bus. Mr. Taki will tell everyone the judges' evaluations on the bus. After returning, the first and second grades must practice accordingly."
After the third-year senior finished speaking the last order from the minister, Kumiko quickly walked up to her and said, "Senior, I have a friend. Let's talk and get back to the car right away."
"It's okay, go ahead." The senior student replied in a lackluster voice.
Kumiko nodded and walked quickly towards Toru Watanabe, afraid that if she said one more word to her senior, tears would fall.
"Do you want to talk to me about something?"
"Wait a moment." Toru Watanabe flipped through the pages of the notebook in his hand.
Kumiko checked and saw that there were only a few pages left, so she waited patiently for him.
The spectators passing by and students from other schools all looked at this place with amazement.
Kumiko took a step back slightly.
When she stood next to Toru Watanabe, who could play the oboe with such a beautiful tone, she couldn't help feeling jealous and ashamed.
She recalled the scene she had just seen in the concert hall, where judges from various famous music schools were vying to get Watanabe Toru to their schools.
"Okay, sorry." Watanabe Toru closed his notebook and looked at the absent-minded girl in front of him, "How do you feel?"
"I'm not willing to accept this." Kumiko complained angrily, "It sounds nice to say that we are the same kind of people, but in the end you won the gold medal and I won the bronze medal."
"Hahaha."
"You're still laughing!"
"Sorry, sorry."
"What do you want from me? Are you here to show off?"
Watanabe Toru said in disbelief: "Am I this kind of person in your eyes?"
"Isn't it?" Kumiko replied fiercely.
I don’t know why, I always pretend to be a good boy in front of everyone, but when facing Watanabe Toru, I can’t help but reveal my little temper.
"You have misunderstood me too deeply. I am not a little man who likes to show off. I don't deserve to be arrogant in front of women and losers... What I want is for the world to bow down before me."
"...Can I hit you?"
"Okay." Watanabe Toru nodded, and when Kumiko really raised her hand, he added, "But I will fight back."
Kumiko rolled her eyes at him and took back her hand that was threatening him: "What do you want from me?"
"This is for you." Watanabe Toru handed over the notebook.
This was Mai Asuri's one-month sign-in reward yesterday, a notebook about the euphonium.
He couldn't understand how much use it had.
He originally intended to give it to Asuka Mai, but Kumiko unexpectedly made him like her - in a friend's sense, so he decided to give it to her on the spur of the moment.
As for Senior Mai, he had already memorized the notes and would write one by hand.
Compared to the gift from the system, Senior Mai should be happier, right?
Kumiko flipped through two pages and couldn't help but asked in surprise, "What is this?"
"Ask the senior who plays the euphonium for it," said Watanabe Toru. "Was it useful?"
"It's useful, so useful! Music theory, sight-singing, ear training, lip and breath control requirements, emotional expression..." Kumiko raised her head excitedly, "Can you really give it to me? Will that senior sister be angry? This should be a treasure she cherishes very much!"
"Of course I'll be angry."
Kumiko touched the notebook reluctantly and said reluctantly, "Forget it then."
"But it's okay to be angry. I won't hide it from you. Senior is one of my girlfriends."
"……ah?"
Watanabe Toru leaned in closer and whispered in Kumiko's ear: "In our school, in the wind band, I have two current girlfriends and one ex-girlfriend."
Kumiko took three steps back, holding the notebook in her arms, and looked at him warily.
Watanabe Toru tried his best to hold back his laughter and said nonchalantly, "I won't give you the notes for free. As a condition, you must also become one of my girlfriends."
"Don't even think about it!"
"Think it over carefully. Take this notebook. Next year you can be the euphonium soloist, lead Kitauji to the national competition, and become someone special with your beloved Reina."
like……
Kumiko quickly shook her head: "No, no, no! No matter what I say, I won't do that!"
She handed over the notebook: "Here, I give it back to you!"
"What a pity! You could have been my first girlfriend in Kyoto." Toru Watanabe reached out to catch the notebook, but without exerting force, he couldn't pull it out of the girl's hand.
Seeing Kumiko's reluctance to part, Watanabe Toru said helplessly, "I really can't do anything about you. How about this? Let me put it another way. I'll be your first boyfriend in Tokyo. Will you feel better? Can you accept it?"
“No way!”
Watanabe Toru finally couldn't control himself and started laughing.
When he laughed just now, Kumiko was still immersed in the disappointment of the game, but now because she was shocked by Watanabe Toru's shamelessness and the power of the notebook, she temporarily put aside the disappointment, so she fell into the trap.
She looked at Watanabe Toru stupidly until she remembered that Watanabe Toru had several girlfriends. Then she suddenly came to her senses and shook her head vigorously.
"No means no! There's no point in discussing this matter!"
"It's so depressing to say that. I really mean it."
"Attack others? You should reflect on yourself!"
"Hahaha, you actually took it seriously?"
"Eh?" Kumiko blinked, "You're lying to me again?!"
"Everything you said before the game was true. I really think you and I are the same kind of people, but I was really joking just now."
"Is this true?" Kumiko asked doubtfully.
"If possible, I still want to be as dedicated as possible."
"What about this notebook?"
"Of course I'll give it to you. I have many ways to make you my girlfriend, so why would I have to use threats?"
Kumiko hugged the notebook happily. After listening to Watanabe Toru's words, she snorted, "Are you confident? But I don't think so. I only like Reina."
"Is that so?" Watanabe Toru's voice softened with a faint smile on his lips.
“…I won’t agree to your request so easily!” Kumiko joked.
"Okay, I 'm leaving now." Watanabe Toru put away his smile. "In the future, maybe you won't get a satisfactory result like today, and you may be so unhappy that you want to die. But please remember to believe in yourself. You will definitely accomplish anything you want to do."
"I'm not you. I don't have that kind of talent." The answer was so hoarse that Kumiko herself was surprised.
Was she so moved by Toru Watanabe's words of comfort?
"I told you." Watanabe Toru reached out and patted the girl's shoulder, weakly saying, "You and I are the same kind of people."
"You're trying to lie to me again." Kumiko ignored his hands and stared at the notebook in her hand.
"Kumiko."
"What?" Kumiko responded softly.
"The happiest thing about playing the oboe is meeting a friend like you. If I had gone to Kyoto, we would have gotten along very well. Maybe Reina wouldn't even get along as well with me."
"No."
"That's right. If I had gone to Kyoto, I wouldn't have joined the wind band." Watanabe Toru raised his wrist and looked at the time on the dial. "I'm leaving. Goodbye."
"goodbye."
Kumiko watched Watanabe Toru turn and leave, and watched him disappear into the crowd.
After calming down, Kumiko returned to the bus to Kitauji.
There was a low pressure in the car, and everyone was still immersed in the regret and unwillingness of failure.
Only Kumiko's mood was completely different from before.
Feeling everyone's negative emotions and the touch of the notebook in her hand, she couldn't wait to go back to practice and go to the next national competition.
Walking back to her seat, Reina leaned her head against the car window, her eyes were dull, and even her usually enviable long black hair had lost its luster.
Kumiko plopped down on the seat, legs stretched straight, stretched her body, and her shoes fell off again.
"I'm so tired today," she said.
Lina hummed softly, her eyes still staring blankly somewhere.
"Guess what Watanabe wanted to talk to me about just now?"
"Um."
"He confessed to me and asked me to be his girlfriend. He said that he has been dreaming about me every day since the first time he saw me and he can't live without me. This guy is really unbearable. He thinks that just because he is handsome and says a few nice words, all girls will fall in love with him."
"What?" Rina raised her head and looked at Kumiko as if she didn't react.
Kumiko rubbed her shoulders and sighed comfortably: "He also persuaded me to go to Tokyo, gave me 10,000 yen pocket money every month, and took me to get the national gold."
"How dare that guy?!" Lina gritted her teeth and clenched her hands into fists.
"I refused. I said I only like Lina and want to be with Lina forever."
"Kumiko..." Reina's eyes flickered.
She reached out her hands, cupped Kumiko's cheeks, her eyes sparkling, and assured in a strong tone, "Next year, I will not let you down."
"Yeah." Kumiko responded gently, "I'll work hard with you too."
Feeling Reina's hands becoming hot again, Kumiko suddenly realized: Isn't what she is doing now the same thing as what Watanabe Toru did just now?
I talk nonsense just to help the person in front of me get over his loss.
"So we are really the same kind of people?" Kumiko looked out the window, trying to find the school bus with the crow printed on it.
Before we meet next time, I always feel a little lonely - this is the first time in my life that I have felt this way.
…
"If I could become your prisoner."
“This summer will definitely be more fulfilling too.”
"Even if time cannot be turned back, don't forget it!"
On the school bus of Kamikawa High School, Tamamo Mimi held the on-board microphone in her hand, dancing youthfully and lively, occasionally making a scissors hand gesture in front of her eyes, and singing "Summertime".
The small table in the bus was put down and piled with various snacks and drinks.
As for the rest of the people, some were eating snacks, some were humming along with the beat, and occasionally a boy's strange cry was heard, followed by the girls' laughter and scolding.
After Tamamo is beautiful finished singing, her pretty face turned red, and it was hard to tell whether it was because of excitement or because she was tired from singing.
After she came down, a couple was pushed up and a busybody forced them to sing a love song.
Every time the two sang the first line of the chorus, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.
"Love each other! Sweet!"
"Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!"
The boy was so excited that he turned around and kissed her.
"oh--"
The school bus carried them towards Tokyo, with laughter all the way.
…
On October 27th, shortly after the mock exam ended, the atmosphere in Class 4 was relaxed.
"Watanabe, look, the short video you shot at the cultural festival has also been posted online, and now it's been viewed on YouTube by over a million people!"
"Not only that, the long-range shot at the sports festival also had over 900,000 views!"
"That's too awesome, too awesome, why don't you just debut on YouTube and become a YouTube host!"
"Bullshit, with Watanabe's qualifications, he can just become an artist!"
During lunch break, Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke were frantically scrolling through their phones.
After the national competition, Toru Watanabe suddenly became popular, and various news about him could be seen everywhere on Twitter, YouTube, forums, etc.
For example, on Twitter trends, topics such as "Tetsu Watanabe, handsome", "Tetsu Watanabe ranked first in the country in the mock exam", "All-Island Orchestra Competition", "Kamikawa High School", "Movies shot by high school students", and "Super long-distance football shots" dominated the list.
"Why aren't you excited at all?"
"What's there to be excited about? I'm not interested in becoming famous." Toru Watanabe's voice sounded leisurely.
The classroom window was open, the curtains fluttering in the wind, and he was busy writing in his euphonium notebook.
Seeing that Watanabe Toru had no interest in talking, Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke ignored him and kept scrolling through the comments. When they saw something interesting, they read it out and shared it with each other.
"So cool!!!"
"Onii-chan, I'll be waiting for you at the university!"
"Just got married! Let me see it earlier!"
"Sisters in the front row, don't just look at Cheche's looks. Let me share some information: I'm a fourth-year music major, majoring in string instruments. Today, the professor played Cheche's competition video in class and asked us to write an essay. Although writing an essay is hard, when I think about using my class time to stare at Cheche, the essay is no longer a big deal (laughs)"
"…Why are all the comments from girls? That's disgusting!"
"Look at this, someone is cursing Watanabe here!"
"Where?"
"When Watanabe was interviewed and said his goal was to become prime minister, everyone was cursing at him."
"Hahaha, I saw it. There's one line here: 'If he is really elected one day, it will be a tragedy for the entire island nation, because the so-called election has become a beauty pageant.'"
"Anyway, I won't vote for such a person. He doesn't have the modesty of the Japanese people at all."
"He wants to be prime minister at such a young age. He is a rotten person to the core. He is just like the politicians nowadays, all of them are bastards."
'You are still too young. If you are not born into a political family, you will never become prime minister.'
"I looked around and all of them were insulting. Although I don't like this person either, I have to admit that the people who will control the island country in the future are all these people - graduates from the University of Tokyo, good at establishing an image in front of the media, and fanatically supported by a certain group."
"The fanatical group refers to women, right? Judging from the trend, those people are eager to line up to bear children for him."
'Hahaha, one person solved the aging crisis! The whole island nation is the Watanabe family! Emperor Watanabe, long live it!'
"Huh?" Kunijimasu felt something was wrong. "Why do all these people seem jealous? Can you please curse properly?"
"That's it!" Saito Keisuke skipped over these sour comments and said, "Found it, found it. Here, someone has found the expert's comments!"
"Let me see!" Kunijii Osamu clicked on the video.
"The outstanding young people of today, represented by Toru Watanabe, all put their intelligence and diligence into politics. This is an island nation..."
The video just started and then disappeared immediately.
"What's going on?"
Not only this expert comment, but also the trends on Twitter have disappeared.
The two searched hard, but in the end they only found the post that criticized Watanabe Toru at the beginning.
In such a short period of time, we have already reached more than 500 floors.
"If elections become a beauty contest, then wouldn't his descendants with his genes be prime ministers for generations?"
"I don't want to have children anyway, so I don't care what happens to the world in the future."
"You are still discussing it in a serious manner. If this person was born in a farming family and could become the Prime Minister, I would end my ten-year life of relying on my parents, go out to work, and pay taxes for him!"
"We are just joking. Only women who only care about appearance will take it seriously. Don't underestimate politics! Hey! "
'Report: The trend has been removed! The video has been deleted!'
'Born in a farming family? ? ? ? '
'Emperor Watanabe, onboard!'
'Emperor Watanabe, onboard!'
'Emperor Watanabe, onboard!'
'Emperor Watanabe, onboard!'
…
"The post has been deleted due to suspected violations"
So far, there is no discussion about Toru Watanabe on Twitter trends; all forums have been deleted for violating personal privacy.
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In the photo, the bright light from the stage illuminates Watanabe Toru's profile, his eyes, nose and lips are so beautiful that if girls look at him for a while , their faces will blush as if they are in love.
Caption: Nagoya, boring.
