Next, Rin Kiyono talked about the other eight parts except the oboe and Basson's voice.

The cheerful atmosphere during the performance disappeared into the night suddenly, and the rain brought coldness.

Even the members of Group B who were watching subconsciously did not make any sound.

At nine o'clock, the ensemble practice ended, and today's learning congregation was cancelled tacitly.

Rin Kiyono locked the door of the Human Observation Department activity classroom and said to Toru Watanabe who was waiting at the door: "Don't send me off today."

"Um."

The two changed their shoes, left the school gate, and sat on the platform stool waiting for the tram.

"Is this really OK?"

"What?"

"After all, you are not a real consultant. If you are too strict, it will sooner or later cause a rebound and people will be hated."

There is another thing that Watanabe Tsubasa didn't say: There are so many people in the Blowing Department, and there are always some who like to talk nonsense. Soon, Rin Kiyono's image in school will plummet, and she usher in violence such as ignorance and criticism.

"I don't care."

"Qiano," Toru Watanabe looked at the vending machine with lights in the dark, "maintaining basic interpersonal relationships can make things smoother."

"The same goes for strength."

Watanabe Tsubaki smiled helplessly: "You are really stubborn."

"I call this persistence."

"Are you learning from me to speak?" Shiro Watanabe turned his head.

Rin Kiyono lifted her long hair that was scattered by the wind and said with a smile: "You don't think you are the only one who is secretly learning about other people's strengths, right? Although this is not considered a strength, it remains to be discussed."

"You are so amazing." Shiro Watanabe looked into her eyes.

"I discovered it a bit slow, but my mind is as deep as the Thousand Islands Trench. Forgive your sluggishness."

"I mean you can persist without lying and not care about relationships." Watanabe Shiro's eyes were once again on the vending machine.

"This is my biggest advantage. I like myself very much." Rin Kiyono's tone was extremely frank, without any hesitation.

The cheap and bright lights of vending machines have attracted countless moths and bugs with indescribable names.

There are not many people who have good relationships when interacting with each other, but even if they don’t like them, almost everyone will squeeze out their smiles.

It's a bit like a rice ball that is not completely heated by a microwave oven. It's hot on the outside and cold on the inside.

Watanabe Shiro really admires Rin Kiyono. Living like her is definitely a very painful thing for ordinary people.

He doesn't plan to persuade him, because

"I like you very much, too."

"Ah, have you finally fallen in love with me? I have only used twelve methods."

"It means appreciating your character." Watanabe Tsuki said angrily.

"You are really hard to deal with," Kiyono sighed as if he had no choice: "Sometimes, it will be more cute if you follow the human instinct desires."

"I never knew that human instinctive desire was to fall in love with you."

At this time, the tram drove into the station with a clang, bringing a cool breeze.

"Student Kiyono."

"Um?"

"You owe me a witch costume once."

"What are you talking nonsense again."

"I may not be able to stop lying in my life, but I can protect the only person who will not lie."

"Come again? Is the password for the 'transformation' this time 666? Or 444?"

"The password for the 'transformation' this time is real, so I won't tell you." Watanabe Tsuki said with a smile.

"You didn't lie?" Kiyono Rin was shocked.

She frowned and thought, "Student Watanabe, you really have to go to the psychiatric department to see your brain. My nursing home can allow you to stay for free."

"Let's talk about this when I get old." The moment before the tram door was closed, Toru Watanabe walked into the last car.

The tram carried him towards the darkness.

‘Use intelligence to exchange for a little intelligence’

Watanabe Tsuki used the gift package of Mikiki Miki's sign-in. The intelligence exchange voucher worth 10,000 points is only 30,000.

The entire tram car was like a computer with a virus, and it was useless to close his eyes. Watanabe Shiro almost fainted.

This fool system is not smart at all!

He quickly pointed to shrink.

I eased the dizziness a little, and forgot a glimmer of information I saw just now.

Shiro Watanabe found it in a very long directory. After clicking it, a longer subdirectory appears.

Art theory, music, dance, drama, film and television, art, design

Click in and the directory pops up again

Vocal singing, keyboard, musical instruments of various ethnic groups, orchestral instruments playing and conducting, singing, chorus, piano, music theory, visual singing and ear training, world music history, traditional music theory, paper writing, harmony, polyphonic, musical style

Click to open, it's the directory again

Something is wrong.

Something is so wrong!

‘Hey, that’s not the case, right? Why do other systems just need to order music to master all the instruments? They can also sing and dance, or even write lyrics and arrange music? They are so detailed when I get here?’

The system did not respond.

It may be a dead object, or it may be a statement: all the words you want to say are placed in those thousand pieces, and the last one is in the last one.

There is no way for Watanabe Toru.

I searched for a long time and finally found it in the corner.

During the time of tossing, the tram had arrived at the station. Tsushi Watanabe held up his umbrella and walked towards the rental house.

I just remembered that when I was free, he opened the character panel for a long time.

'self-discipline?'

Toru Watanabe was even happier than receiving a reward of 100 million yen.
Chapter completed!