man in tokyo, professional boyfriend

Chapter 354 [353] Playing for the first time

While the underground 'concert' is about to start.

in the hallway.

"Miss Yicheng Temple, this is the underground concert hall you donated money to build."

"Thank you, Secretary Huiyuan."

A group of seven or eight people walked forward around a tall woman with dignified makeup who looked about 26 seven.

The leader was Kenji Haibara, the executive secretary responsible for the financial affairs of the University of Tokyo, who was leading the way in front of the woman called 'Miss Ikjoji'.

Harutora Yamashita, who has now been promoted to the vice president of the student union, is also in the crowd, but as a student, he is not qualified to speak. He just stands in the last row in the crowd, silently following, and occasionally arranging for passing students to avoid.

The woman known as Miss Ichijoji had no pretensions. Even though she had obtained the position of an honorary school director through donations, she was very admirable when faced with Deacon Haibara's introduction, and seemed very easy-going.

A group of people flattered each other all the way forward, and the atmosphere can be described as joyous.

Until, walking to the door of the underground concert hall.

Before the door was opened, there was a faint whistling sound from inside, and it could be heard that it was the roar and tsunami formed by the gathering of girls.

Kenji Haibara, who was walking in the forefront, was startled for a moment, then calmly frowned at Harutora Yamashita, and gave him another wink.

Seeing this, Aiko Kazujoji raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Harutora Yamashita's heart skipped a beat.

'Who is this looking for trouble for me again? ! '

Harutora Yamashita, who had been forcibly pulled over to fill up the number because President Terashima was absent, leaned over slightly, and then walked over quickly, ready to open the door to ask why the underground concert hall, which had no application for activities, was suddenly used.

But halfway through, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have signed a proposal for the use of the concert hall when I was eating at noon.

The buttocks suddenly tightened.

Then he immediately reminded Kenji Haibara in a low voice: "Secretary Haibara, at noon, a proposal for the use of a temporary classroom was approved. The requested usage time is half an hour, and the content is a performance by a student in the school."

"Bullshit."

Kenji Huihara gave him a gentle nod in front of Miss Ichijoji, which was actually a sentence of retaliation, and then apologized to the lady: "Miss Ichijoji, I am really sorry."

"It's okay, Secretary Haibara."

Aiko Ichijoji’s smile was still kind, but her eyes were a little cold: “The donation of this concert hall was originally intended to be used, and it should be used by some students. It’s because I didn’t choose a good time today.”

"Oh, you are really serious."

Kenji Huihara immediately answered and wanted to explain, but the lady waved her hand indifferently: "That's right, we can also listen to it, and test the construction effect."

As soon as the voice fell, he smiled to himself and walked towards the door.

Kenji Haibara gave her a helpless look, and after they entered, he turned his head and whispered to Harutora Yamashita, "Yamashita-kun, didn't you say to check things in advance! Why are you so careless. "

"That young lady is not a good character to get along with! You"

Harutora Yamashita also smiled wryly when he heard the words, and apologized again and again.

At noon, because Terashima Yuki didn't know where to go, the rest of the official business was piled up on his desk, and he quickly forgot.

As for the difficulty of that unknown Miss Yicheng Temple, even his student has heard of it.

Kenji Haibara sighed helplessly, and finally had no choice but to follow quickly.

Gently push open the door.

What hit her face was the noise of an unknown number of people, and Ikjoji Aiko frowned slightly, as if she had only been to a pop singer's concert once and never again.

Looking forward, the pupils tightened unconsciously.

Mouth in a low voice:
"It looks okay."

"Wait. This man?"

Out of a slight dissatisfaction as if being preempted, and an attraction she didn't realize, she walked in slowly, trying to find a seat in the first few rows.

After only such a searching process, his gaze stopped at a seat in the front row where there were several empty seats and there was only one woman in the middle.

The pupils froze for a moment.

A smile appeared on his face.

She's here too?

Yuki Terashima sat on the soft seat, but kept his waist straight.

Just simply sitting there gave off an unapproachable icy aura, leaving a large space around her.

His gaze remained on the man on the stage.

His ears were filled with wave after wave of voices, his brows were faintly frowned, and he didn't intend to let go from the beginning to the end. His expression was always flat, so the description was somewhat dissatisfied and irritable mood.

And this kind of emotion reached its peak immediately after sitting a woman in the seat next to him.

"Good afternoon, Miss Terashima."

Kazujoji Aiko greeted him politely with a gentle smile.

"Why are you here?"

Yuki Terashima was taken aback when he heard the words, turned his head, and saw a face that was so familiar that it was a bit annoying.

"This is the concert hall I donated~"

Seemingly liking Terashima Yuki's displeased and unable to move, Ms. Kazujoji smiled very brightly.

She sat on the seat, leaned back comfortably on the chair, raised her legs, and said in a nonchalant tone:
"By the way, let's see others make a fool of themselves."

Hearing this sentence, Terashima Yuki's expression suddenly changed from the frowning to coldness.

However, she didn't say anything.

She was too aware of this woman's bad character.

At this time, no matter what she said was superfluous, she would be regarded as a provocative motivation by her, and she would not stop 'just right' until she couldn't help but want to do it.

Seeing Yuki Terashima restraining his fluctuating emotions, Aiko Kazujoji, who raised her high-heeled feet and pulled her long hair from her temples, said in a vague surprise:
"Sure enough, the rumors are true?"

Ichijoji Aiko murmured softly, pretending to be intimate and leaned over: "That boy seems to be someone you like?"

Yuki Terashima frowned a little bit more, but did not deny it, humming softly in his nose.

"Ah."

"Haha~ Interesting!" Ichijoji Aiko let out a low, exaggerated laugh, "But he was not very lucky, and I caught up with him."

Yuki Terashima first lowered his eyes, then raised them again, and glanced at her calmly:
"Don't talk nonsense."

Aiko Ichijoji smiled playfully:

"Look at his performance~"

After a pause, he continued, "It also depends on your performance!"

Yuki Terashima didn't say anything more when he heard this, and he didn't seem to care about her teasing.

But she knew very well in her heart that as a professional music critic of Ichijoji Aiko, who has been in the music circle for more than ten years as a senior, if she showed any dissatisfaction, Iori would not want to hang out in this circle. .

but
It doesn't seem to matter.

As compensation, just raise him for the rest of his life.

After conceiving the scene in his mind for a while, Yuki Terashima didn't say a word.

Seeing her, Aiko Kazujoji didn't pay attention to her, and didn't care too much. She stuffed herself into the chair in the most comfortable sitting position, and quietly looked at the man on the stage.

She is also very curious,

A man who could be attracted by this unpleasant guy.

But different from their relaxed attitude, Shiina Iori on the stage was full of ups and downs.

"call--"

"Suck!"

Under this sudden impact, Shiina Iori, who originally planned to hold a small performance for more than a dozen people, never expected that the painting style would develop to this appearance.

What surprised him the most was, of course, the appearance of Yuki Terashima.

Even sitting on the stage, he could clearly feel the sharp gaze that made him feel like a thorn in his back.

"I-weave-!!!"

I don't know who organized it. Amidst the chaotic voices in the audience, suddenly there were loud shouts from dozens of people converging in one place.

It made goosebumps appear all over his body.

However, the powerful attribute finally allowed him to forcibly control his body.

'Hold on. '

' Gotta hold on. '

Shiina Iori comforted herself quietly in her heart.

'It's not just a matter of a day or two for me to be popular. When I say I want to perform a small show, many people will respond. That's a natural thing, right? '

'Lucky is certainly understandable. '

'In addition, the reason can also be pushed to the reason why I have made a video before and accumulated a certain amount of fame. '

'So, I just need to maximize my talent and overwhelm the effect of appearance. '

After confirming the excuse, Shiina Iori's mind gradually calmed down.

As for how to improve the so-called 'talent', he also has a draft.

"Ding ding dong—"

Fingers touched the black and white keys, clicking a coherent and smooth portamento.

It seems to be just trying to tune the tone at random.

"Wow--!!!"

I only knocked twice casually, and before I had time to play, there was a piercing cry from below.

The gaze from behind becomes more and more substantial.

But Shiina Iori did not stop.

【Piano+1】

【Piano+1】

【Piano+1】

as predicted!

Although he realized it a long time ago, Shiina Iori still has to sigh after being confirmed.

What is the easiest career to get 'liked'?
Of course a star!
Idol!

Mass lovers!

With just such a casual performance, this skill that has reached the professional level as soon as it appeared has increased by a series of numbers.

If it weren't for this kind of "like" that is general and not deep, and will fade away quickly after a few years, it would not help to gain "life", he would have debuted as an idol long ago.

However, just in terms of improving the effect of skills, this idol halo can bring him almost qualitative changes.

Therefore, Shiina Iori didn't rush to start playing, but sat quietly in front of the piano, playing portamento over and over again.

"Ding ding dong—"

"Ding ding dong—"

"Ding ding ding dong—"

A series of portamentos made everyone feel a little weird. Panasonic and He, who were holding their mobile phones not far away, their hands were a little sore, were even more confused.

Why don't you play it quickly?

But Shiina Iori was not in a hurry, and was still brewing and settling over and over again.

This situation continues continuously.

Until the voices from the audience gradually faded, Ms. Kazujoji couldn't stop smiling.

"Hello? He doesn't know how to play portamento, does he?"

She tilted her head and looked towards Yuki Terashima with a smile on her face.

Yuki Terashima did not speak, but just waited quietly.

And she is obviously not the only one who thinks so.

There were very low but gradually gathering rustling sounds from the audience.

Shiina Iori's breathing was still calm.

It seems that the mood was not disturbed at all by the gossip in the audience.

Until, after sliding the sound three times, there was no improvement in skills at all.

【Piano: 55 (Expert)】

Press the keys with one hand, and the fingertips rise and fall.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

A very dynamic note sounded under Shiina Iori's fingertips.

Miss Yicheng Temple still had a vague smile on her face.

At the same time, Shiina Iori straightened the microphone with one hand, and said quietly:
"Strong くなれる Reason を 知った"

Just this soft, almost whispering call made all the voices in the field unconsciously suppressed.

Ichijoji Aiko was startled for a moment, followed by a high-spirited high-pitched voice.

"Servant wolianretejinme——"

The atmosphere in all the halls that had been suppressed by the low call just now suddenly became a little hotter.

"It's "Red Lotus Blossom"."

Someone in the audience recognized it, but it's not surprising. This documentary music adapted from the experience of the leader of the Demon Slayer Squad during the Edo period has been widely sung, and it is one of the old songs known to the public.

But it is also because it is an old song, so it is even more difficult to perform well.

The attention of many people below has been raised to the highest level.

The playing sound is still the same, and the background sound that has been set in advance is also added. The original abrupt sound is harmoniously integrated into Shiina Iori's voice in the precise intervention of the piano sound.

The speed of the fingers jumping on the keys was instantly accelerated, and the changes between black and white of the hands were like a dream, but the high-speed fingers did not change at all because of this, and they pressed down one by one with precision.

"Ni だ ら け の revolving lantern に 酔 う"

"Strong Tension る Heart Shock える Hand は"

"Slap みたいものがある"

"それだけさ——"

The extremely magnetic and penetrating voice pierces the eardrums with the inadvertent flick of the tongue, as if it can penetrate straight into everyone's heart.

Aiko Kazujoji, who was originally sitting in a relaxed and casual posture, couldn't help but straighten her back a bit.

In just a few tens of seconds, the opening scene suddenly caught everyone's eyes and ears.

It seems that the only protagonist in front of him is left in his eyes.

Shiina Iori then gradually relaxed. His master-level acting skills have been so precise that he can control every muscle in the face and throat as much as possible, so it is easy to accurately imitate the voice he has heard before.

And the keys under the fingertips are like a part of his body, which can be mastered easily.

The fusion of voice and piano sound aroused everyone's emotions in the most direct way, turning the whole venue into an explosive barrel that suppressed the flames.

Just a simple Mars,
There was a bang.

"Iori—!"

"Iori—!"

More and more doubts turned into voices, and the aura and appearance of the twenty-point charm unconsciously ignited the flames in everyone's hearts, showing the most direct provocative force.

The voice became lower and higher.

During this process, Shiina Iori only felt that her 'performance' became smoother. Even though the imitated voice was a little jerky, she was still able to precisely control it with the piano skills that she had achieved through her own efforts, and everything seemed so Natural harmony.

As a result, emotions began to be substituted into the sound of the piano unconsciously, making his movements gradually become coherent when he played.

"どうしたって消せない梦も死まれない今も"

"Who かのために强くなれるなら"

"ありがとう悲しみよ"

"世界に打ちのめされて负ける means を知った"

"Red lotus flower よ シ き boast -"

Listening to the low-pitched voice and the increasingly enthusiastic chorus, Yuki Terashima sat silently in the front row, quietly watching this scene, watching him unscrupulously display everything that should be monopolized by him.

Unconsciously, a helpless smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Some spoiled.

Just as some emotions were stirring up in his heart, suddenly, he heard a slightly uncontrollable swallowing sound coming from his ear.

Yuki Terashima was taken aback.

Turning her head to look over, she saw that Aiko Ichijoji who was almost lying on the soft chair straightened her waist at some point, and almost stood up on the spot, looking at the man on the stage with bright eyes.

Unconsciously, a hand reached out and took Yuki Terashima's arm:

"H-what's his name?"

Yuki Terashima first frowned, and immediately said with puzzled disgust when he heard the words:

"What do you want?"

(End of this chapter)