[Comprehensive] The male god looks super fierce

This is not the first time Hanyu Kazuo has heard Hochotaro play, but every time the melody flows out between the black and white of the piano, it is like the spring water flowing from the mountain stream from top to bottom, whether it is emotional expression or technique. Unsurpassed level among peers.

The silver-haired boy was immersed in the melody of the music, his eyes hardly looked at the music score once, all the tunes were in his heart, and he knew it completely.

The black-haired boy crossed his arms, tapped the rhythm gently with his fingers, and listened carefully to his performance with dark blue eyes, with a smooth flow.

At the end of the song, Hanyu Kazuo hadn't recovered from the tune just now, the young man's warm and clear voice pulled him back to reality.

"Senior Hanyu, may I ask, are there any deficiencies?"

Ho Chotaro asked modestly, without the slightest impetuousness in his amber eyes, he just looked straight at Hanyu Kae, waiting for his evaluation and opinions.

"You play very well...if I had to say something..."

The black-haired boy paused, his blue eyes fixed on the boy in front of him, his voice was deep and gorgeous like a violin.

"Take it easy on stage, don't be nervous... Chotaro, it's completely fine."

There is still enough time to prepare for next month's competition, and Hanyu Kazuo is not very worried about Ho Chotaro.After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and continued.

"...If you encounter any problems, and Mr. Sakaki and I are not here, you can ask Atobe-kun. Although I don't know him very well, as a junior, he will definitely not be stingy with teaching you."

As we all know, Keigo Atobe has a high attainment in music, especially the piano. In the following time, Hanyu Kazuo will go to Saotome Academy to practice, so the time may be a little tight.

"Okay, sorry for your trouble, senior... I will practice hard."

The young man said so, smiling shyly, and raised his hand to touch the back of his head. His fair and handsome cheeks looked particularly comfortable, and he was already very tall. There was an indescribable softness in such a slightly bowed and smiling appearance. cute.

That's why Hanyu Kazuo couldn't help but want to touch the boy's head.

so good...

"……nothing."

The black-haired boy's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and the fingertips of the hands hanging on both sides also moved slightly, and finally suppressed the desire to touch his head.

"...You can practice a little longer and rest, I have something to go back first."

Schools in Japan dismiss early, leaving a lot of club work time. After Hochotaro finished his tennis club work, he immediately came to the music room to practice. In this case, the boy was indeed a little tired, and overwork would be counterproductive.

"it is good."

The silver-haired boy responded obediently, and he was slightly relieved when he saw Kazuki Hanyu leaving the music room, with thin beads of sweat on the tip of his nose.

"Sure enough, being with Senior is still very nervous..."

It wasn't because Hochotaro was afraid of Hanyu Kazuki's cold face, he just subconsciously wanted to show his best side to the black-haired boy, and didn't want to disappoint him by making mistakes.

Even he himself felt that such an idea was a bit inexplicable...

The silver-haired boy raised his hand, looked at the palm of the hand that had been hanging all the time, and found that there was a little sweat inside, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then he thought it was funny, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, smiling very shallowly .

That's too exaggerated...Senior is not some prehistoric beast, he is obviously such a gentle person...

Then... what the hell are you nervous about?

The young man's eyes flickered slightly, and finally he frowned. It was the first time he was so troubled thinking about this question. He sighed and stroked his hair helplessly.

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The black-haired boy was walking on the road, stopped at a bakery, bought some bread, and then walked towards the opposite place from home. One day a week, Hanyu would go there.

There are very few people and it is very clean. Apart from flocks of white pigeons flying around, only a few people will come here.

Every evening, there are very few people who come here, and everyone is busy going home. No one has such leisure and elegance to come here to feed the pigeons after work.However, Hanyu mustard is an exception.

With his long legs, he was sitting in the same position as usual, surrounded by flocks of white pigeons, some with wings spread, ones parked at his feet, a large area, simply smelling the boy's breath There is also the smell of bread surrounding him so innocently.

Hanyu Kabe's relationship with animals is the same as with people, not very good, but this kind of bird, unexpectedly likes to get close to him.

The black-haired boy raised his bony hand, and gently touched the white dove beside him. The smooth feathers and warm temperature made his eyebrows and eyes soft.

"Wait a minute, I brought some bread..."

Saying so, the young man tore a piece of bread, crushed it with his hands and put it on the ground gently. Flocks of white pigeons came over, and for a moment, Kazuki felt that he was not so alone.Their feathers brushed the back of his hand inadvertently, very soft, down-like.

His blue eyes are very soft, without the coldness that usually exudes unconsciously at this time, the slightly softened eyebrows and eyes are like the ripples of the sea, shallow and slowly rippling in circles.

Buer Zhouzhu brows and eyes thought that today he deliberately picked a quiet place with a beautiful environment to take pictures, and he would capture such a picture.

The young boy's flaxen hair softly pressed against his cheeks, his fair and handsome face froze for a moment, his ice blue eyes opened for a moment, and he stared at the black man surrounded by white in front of him. boy with hair.

It seems that everything has come to a standstill, and time has also stagnated at this time, and all things have no trace of fluctuation.

Through the camera, he saw the young man's face clearly, and at the moment when he lowered his eyes and gently caressed the white dove, he immediately pressed the shutter quickly, freezing this fleeting beauty in it forever.

But Kazuki Hanyu didn't know that he had been photographed. He took his time, tore the long loaf of bread and fed it bit by bit. When he finished feeding, the sky darkened.

The orange light in the sky was a bit dim, separated from the original daytime brightness into two worlds, half bright and half yellow, everything became blurred in the bright and dim, but all the surrounding sounds were clearly audible.

"...I'll see you again next week..."

The black-haired boy said so, and his bony hands lightly touched the white pigeons around his feet, his tone was very soft, even though the voice was a bit muffled, the gentleness inside could still be clearly felt.

When he got up after talking just now, Hanyu Kazuo saw a flaxen boy in front of him against the light.

He couldn't see clearly, so he squinted his eyes to barely see the boy's face clearly.

"..."

This boy, he knows.

The genius of Qingxue, Bu Er Zhou Zhu.

Hanyu Kazuo once saw him when he was invited by Chotaro to watch a tennis match. He was impressed by his sharp skills, the seriousness when he opened his eyes, and... the unfathomable strength that cannot be detected by others. profound.

He is an out-and-out talent player.

At this time, this talented boy bent his eyebrows towards him, with a smile on his handsome face, and his flaxen hair made his skin more fair and clear.

The sun is orange and the sky is getting dark.The flaxen-haired boy stood just like that, his whole body seemed to be coated with a layer of gold, and there was an inexplicable dazzling feeling between flickering and flickering.

"...Ice Emperor's, Hanyu-kun?"

The two stared at each other from a distance for a long time, and the flaxen-haired boy broke the original silence with a warm and clear voice, like a gust of wind blowing on his face.

"...Hazuki Kazuki, hello, Fuji-kun."

Both of them have preliminary impressions of each other.

Fuji Zhousuke held the camera, and after hearing the black-haired boy's affirmative answer, he slightly raised the corners of his lips and squinted his eyes, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

"It's really interesting. At first I thought it was an illusion. If the camera hadn't captured Hanyu-kun's gentle side... I would have thought I was hallucinating..."

"..."

Did you show any surprise just now?