The walkway leading to the Grand Concert Hall is filled with solemn silence.

Pushing open the soundproofing door, everyone from Kaguawa High School came to the back of the stage.

The stage is full of dazzling bright light, which is completely opposite to the dark backstage. From behind the curtain, you can see the school and some of the auditoriums playing.

Miki Kyujo sat in the VIP area, her head resting on her hands, and her expression was careless. When tickets were hard to come by, a large area was empty around her.

"Senior Komatsu is still the same as before, and his speech before the last Kanto Competition was also said that he must not lose to other schools." Toru Watanabe turned around and looked at Rin Kiyono who was standing beside him.

Kiyono Rin said softly: "It's not only her, but after my observation, most of the students in Kaguawa are like this. They are used to the concept of 'either not to do it, and you must be outstanding if you do it'."

"Well, it makes sense, you are such a person."

"Describe me as excellent?" Kiyono Rin looked at him dissatisfied.

“Perfect, you are perfect.”

Kiyono Rin turned around ‘this is almost the same’ and continued to watch the performance on the stage.

Shiro Watanabe stared at her side face, and for the sake of the game, she tied her hair into meatballs.

"What are you looking at?" Kiyono Rin frowned when he noticed his gaze.

"The beautiful girl is really cute in any hairstyle she tied with."

"It's just appearance, what's there to say." Kiyono Rin turned his head, "Please pay attention to my achievements, sports, art, etiquette, and spiritual impeccable."

"The impeccable mental level, yes"

"Do you have any questions, Watanabe Toru?"

"No, I just think you are really cute."

"Are you underestimating me?" Kiyono Rin picked up her arms and looked at Toru Watanabe with a sneer.

"No, how could you underestimate you?"

"Lie." Kiyono Rin's face turned completely cold, "I underestimated you, Watanabe Toru, I didn't expect you to be so ignorant."

“It’s cute to wear men’s suits.”

"I'm talking to you"

"Even if you're angry, you're cute."

Rin Kiyono took a deep breath and said sternly: "I'll tell you again, Watanabe classmate, something superficial like this is not worth mentioning."

"The sound of breathing is cute, the lips when talking are cute, the eyes are cute, the movement of holding the arms is cute, and the quick blinking is cute when shy"

"Superficial." Kiyono Rin let go of his hands holding his arms, pursed his lips tightly, and widened his eyes, "I will be dissatisfied with the solo performance later. You will be nice to you when you return to Tokyo!"

She snorted coldly, turned completely, not leaving her side face to Toru Watanabe.

But today, she picked up her long, straight and soft hair like lead powder into a meatball, so her delicate and fair ears were exposed.

Watanabe Toru looked at his crystal-clear red ears and listened carefully to the sound of Kiyono Rin's breathing in the darkness, inexplicable emotions surged in his heart.

However, he turned his gaze to the audience, and the oboe in his hand exuded a black luster.

No matter how cute Rin Kiyono is, his music is played for Miki Kyujo.

"R San, you must be a god, right?"

"Shut up."

*******

Pushing open the heavy door to the stage, the sound of high school playing was pouring into my ears.

Unlike the Kyoto Competition and the Kansai Competition, once they reach the national competition, no school is weak, and they are all long-known strong schools for playing music.

‘But, don’t be afraid, Kitauyuji is one of the 29-subsidiary teams, and he is a strong school in the play music!" Kumiko held the upper voice and swallowed her saliva.

Kitauyuji's mermaids entered the backstage one after another, and there was already a school here ready to play, Kanto representative Kaguawa High School.

A private school with a deviation of one hundred percent in the country.

A few students have extremely smart minds, some of which are scary and diligent, while the rest are all smart and diligent guys.

In Ye Yue's words, those kind of people in the end were too disgusting and did not give ordinary people any chance.

They were dressed in neatly black uniforms, with a calm and solemn expression, like a well-trained army.

Kumiko found a corner and felt that she was having difficulty breathing, and her heart was beating rapidly.

She closed her eyes and was the bottomless darkness.

"Don't be too nervous." The calm voice mixed with footsteps, reminding her in a low voice.

Kumiko opened her eyes and nodded silently at Watanabe Shiro who was walking over.

"Are you confident?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"Is there any?" Kumiko herself didn't know.

"You must be fine."

Kumiko looked at him in surprise: "Why do you say that?"

"Now, here, at the Nagoya International Conference Center, there are many amazing people. Kitau Uji, including many people with great playing skills, such as the oboe, and another bass player, and your good friend Renai is even more beautiful and powerful."

"What's the reason?" Kumiko sighed with nothing to say.

"But, all the guys I just mentioned don't take them into my eyes. In the whole of Kitauyuji, only Kumiko, you are qualified to be my friend, this is the reason why you must have no problem."

"Why?" Kumiko asked softly.

It's strange, is it because the competition is about to be held? She was obviously talking about her respected senior and the bad things about Reina, but she was not angry at all.

Or is it because Watanabe Shiro sees himself as a friend?

She went to Tokyo to study alone and worked hard work. She had a girlfriend who made the organizer vent her anger and dared not speak loudly. She won the first place in the country without any effort. She looked impeccable and was definitely a typical example of standing above everyone else. Such a person regarded her as a friend.

Even Lina, who was shining in her eyes and regarded as a treasure, was not taken seriously by him, but she could.

"You, me," Watanabe Tsubaki pointed at her, and then at herself, "It's the same kind of person."

"How did you see that?" Kumiko hoped he would say more.

In her previous life, she was always called a good boy and gentle child, but to this level of recognition, she has never had a sense of fulfilling pride in her heart.

"This kind of thing is like being engraved on your forehead, and you can understand it at a glance."

Kumiko looked at Toru Watanabe's forehead. This person had no blind spots. She was very handsome, but she had no lettering.

She showed a confused look.

"How can I explain it to you?" Watanabe Shiro thought about it with distress, and a shallow wrinkle squeezed out between his eyebrows. "For example, if I am, then you, Kumiko Hwang, that's it."

"No," Kumiko was stunned, "The range is too different, right? After all, yes!"

Regarding Kumiko's complaints, Watanabe Tsubaki said with a chuckle: "How is it, are you still nervous?"

"So you are comforting me. Are you saying just now fake?" Kumiko said dissatisfied.

She carefully realized that her originally tense body had indeed relaxed without realizing it.

"How is it possible? Who doesn't know about Shinjuku District? My Watanabe Tsuki's greatest virtue is honesty."

"Who believes you!"

"Okay, this is definitely true, I won't lie to you."

Kumiko was about to say something when a warm applause came from the front of the curtain. The performance of the previous high school was over. It was Kaguawa's turn.

Kumiko's mood just relaxed, she suddenly became nervous again.

She looked at Toru Watanabe worriedly, but what she saw was a face that was unmoved.

So far, Kumiko has never seen such a confident expression on anyone in all the competitions she participated in.

Toru Watanabe stretched out his fist at her.

Kumiko looked at the fist for a while, then suddenly she thought of it and gently bumped into her much smaller fist.

"I've gone."

"Yeah, come on!"

"Enjoy my performance, Kumiko, the next performance will not have been there before, and will not have it in the future."

Watanabe left with the oboe and the music score, and walked onto their stage with the people from Kagua High School.

Kumiko, who was alone, closed her eyes again.

In the bottomless darkness, light particles float under the thin noses.

‘No problem, I can do anything now.’

"Kamiko." Rena came over, "Let's get closer, I want to see the guy's strength."

Kumiko opened her eyes and replied softly: "Yes."

The two walked to the curtain.
To be continued...