Chapter 74 Remember: Trouble comes from the mouth
Because I was delayed for some time due to the scolding on the road, when I walked into the concert hall, the wind bands of other high schools were already in place on the stage.
Toru Watanabe glanced at the audience seats. There were seats for more than 500 people, but there were only a few dozen people sitting there.
"Where do we sit?" he asked Kujo Miki.
"Front."
Miki Kujo walked to the front row and sat on the chair in the middle.
The look and movements of her as she crossed her legs and waited for the performance to begin were worthy of the name of Miss Kujo, as if this was a concert prepared just for her.
However, given her status and position, it is very easy for her to book the entire theater for a concert. Perhaps the ones who should feel honored should be the high school wind orchestras today.
After all, the symphony orchestra they admire and learn from may not be qualified to perform for Kujo Miki.
Toru Watanabe sat down to the left of Miki Kujo.
On the far right of the first row, Rin Kiyono sat alone in the corner.
The difference between the two young ladies' personalities can be seen from their choice of seats.
Not long after we sat down, the emcee came on stage.
"The concert will begin now. Please keep quiet. No photography or running. If an earthquake occurs, you can evacuate here. Now, the first piece will be performed by the Futaba Junior High School Wind Ensemble."
Futaba is also a school with elementary, middle and high schools near Yotsuya Station, but its deviation value is medium and it is not carried by Kamikawa and the other two schools.
Although this group of junior high school students are young, their performance should not be underestimated.
The song is very similar to "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star", but it is not used for basic exercises. It is shorter, simpler in difficulty, and easy for beginners to get started.
"Variations on Twinkle Twinkle Little Star by Amano Masamichi," explained the lazy-looking Kujo Miki. "There is a section with the melody of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, but the first half is quiet and melodious, while the second half is full of vigor. Their performance is still far from good enough."
"Be more lenient with the children."
"Since I'm on the stage, everything will be decided by my performance. If I go out to discuss business with others, will they tell me their minimum requirements just because I'm young?"
"That's true, but this is not a competition after all, and it doesn't involve money. It's just a concert that doesn't require tickets," said Toru Watanabe.
Kujo Miki turned her head and looked at him and said, "You want to reason with me?"
Watanabe Toru stopped talking, reached out and held her little hand, indicating that "you have the final say" and continued to listen.
Miki Kujo glanced at her hand that was being held, sneered without comment, and let him hold it.
After the two songs ended, Toru Watanabe began to feel sleepy and thought it was almost time to go to sleep.
Just as he was about to say goodbye to Kujo Miki and go to sleep, a heavy object fell on his shoulder.
Watanabe Toru turned his head and saw that Kujo Miki had fallen asleep.
"A young lady can't enjoy a concert?" Watanabe Toru saw the dark circles under Kujo Miki's eyes and rejected his own idea.
It may be because I haven't adjusted to the time difference.
He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should wake her up to help her adjust to the time difference, or let her sleep on.
It won't be wrong if you don't do it, well, let her continue sleeping... Watanabe Toru yawned while controlling his body to remain still.
We played one song after another and finally arrived at Kamikawa High School.
"The next song will be performed by the wind orchestra of Kamikawa High School, a prestigious private school." After the emcee announced the show, Toru Watanabe managed to cheer himself up.
In an instant, my eardrums were filled with uncoordinated music that was unbearable to listen to. The rhythm was inconsistent, the beats were messy, and the movements of the baton did not match the sounds of the instruments at all.
Even a layman like Toru Watanabe felt that it was not going to work.
He looked towards the corner and saw Qingye Rin, who had been concentrating on the concert since the beginning, staring at the stage with a grim expression.
There was a slight chatter behind me, followed by some laughter.
As the music progressed, I didn't know when only the tambourine and the brass were left. The two sounds were like enemies, determined to play together in a more unpleasant way than the other.
Watanabe Toru noticed that Kujo Miki was sleeping and began to frown.
It’s over, it’s so loud that it’ll wake her up!
But as the baton fell, the tone became beautiful and smooth again, with the beautiful notes unique to the euphonium.
Toru Watanabe looked at Asu Mai who was concentrating on the performance on the stage.
Although there were more than 50 people on the stage, she, sitting in the middle with an expressionless face, became the only focus, just like a lotus flower.
Then, Toru Watanabe thought of the senior schoolmate Asuka Mai, who was as cold and arrogant as a lotus and eye-catching. He had written the word "positive" on the inside of her beautiful legs under her school skirt. He couldn't help but feel an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, and breathing became difficult.
Just as Watanabe Toru was recalling the feeling of the pen pressing into his skin, a drum sound suddenly rang out, and then, like a mouse seeing a cat outside, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Took the photo?
This time, Kujo Miki finally opened her eyes because of the unpleasant sound.
She yawned lazily, "Which high school is that person on the stage from?"
Watanabe Toru glanced at the audience who were watching the joke on the stage nearby, and did not use the words "our school": "Kamikawa."
Kujo Miki snorted disdainfully. She was too lazy to even comment. It was really bad.
From the moment the drums started beating, almost all the members of the Kamikawa High School brass band turned pale.
No wonder he gave up training.
Now it seems that they are not even as good as junior high school students. Let alone the Kanto Competition, even fooling outsiders at their own school's academy festival would be a problem.
Kujo Miki half-closed her eyes and said, "How dare you bring me to such a boring concert."
Didn’t you come here on your own?... Watanabe Toru could only think about this in his mind.
"Next time I will make sure to find out more in advance and find a perfect concert!"
Miki Kujo supported her temple with one hand and tapped the armrest with the other: "I want you to play for me."
"Uh, I can't."
"What does it have to do with me?" Kujo Miki asked with a smile.
"Well, if you want to listen, Meiji, I'm willing to learn."
The corners of Kujo Miki's mouth rose: "In July, my overseas affairs will be over. By then, you must reach a level that satisfies me."
"Huh? There's less than half a month left . Isn't that too short?"
"Didn't you say you have a smart brain and never slack off? You're not..." Kujo Miki suddenly leaned in, their long eyelashes almost touching, "...are you lying to me?"
"No...why would I...lie to you! July, I promise to satisfy you!"
After a concert, Toru Watanabe was not asleep but was startled.
And I will have to put my Spanish studies on hold.
Although he has the privilege of exchanging 5,000 points for the "Master Piano", he wants to save as much as possible and try his best.
By the time Kujo Miki says she is not satisfied, it will still be in time for him to exchange it on the spot .
If possible, he still doesn't want to waste points on such things.
After leaving the venue, the black luxury car stopped in front of the door at some point.
Kujo Miki yawned and walked towards the car: "Boring, I'm going back first."
"Please give me a ride." Since he was safe for the time being, Watanabe Toru thought it would be a good idea to take advantage of the opportunity.
Moreover, he behaved too properly, which was not consistent with the knowledge he learned from "How to Conquer Rich Girls".
"Go back by yourself."
"Don't be so stingy."
"Do you think I'm free enough to be your driver?" Miki Kujo glanced at him with a terrifying look.
"Okay, see you next time." Watanabe Toru didn't force it and watched her get into the car.
"Watanabe, are you free later? I have something to discuss with you." Qingye Rin walked out of the venue with a frown, followed by the bass group members who were holding instruments and looking dejected.
"It's nothing." Watanabe Toru turned around and replied.
"I changed my mind." Kujo Miki's voice came, "You, get in the car."
