Taking stock of healing the world and making the protagonist cry in depression

“He’s an accompanist, isn’t he?”

“What about the violinist? What about Miss Miyazono? ”

“Arima, do you want to play alone?”

“It’s unheard of!”

Yes.

Unheard-of.

It’s really unheard of.

At the violin recital, only the piano accompanist appears.

Angry mood.

Unwilling mood.

The mood to prove to everyone.

One person appeared on the stage, and the original track remained unchanged.

Gongsheng sat on the stage, and the anger in his heart had penetrated his entire body.

He’s going to prove it to everyone.

What an amazing performer Kaoru Miyazono is.

With this in mind, he began to play.

Look at me!

Prove it to you!

I’m amazing!

And Kaoru Miyazono, who appointed me as an accompanist!

Even more powerful!

“The Sorrow of Love”.

It’s no longer an accompaniment, it’s a piano piece.

The mood of anger, the mood of eagerness to prove.

The keys pressed invisibly and heavily, the piercing sound seemed to penetrate everyone.

A voice with courage in the eyes of the audience is nothing more than a simple vent in the ears of professionals.

The moment you press it.

The moment you enter the invisible seabed.

The heavy impact of the keys wakes up the boy instantly.

“Huh? Did I hit it so hard? ”

“Instill power into the body…”

“In that case, it won’t work.”

“You can’t play this song, can you?”

He asked himself inwardly.

I vaguely remembered the past, and I have been listening to this song and falling asleep.

Enough to be used as a lullaby for young children.

It was as if something was ringing and flickering inside.

Inside… There was a voice….

“Gongsheng, be gentle.”

“Play it like you’re touching a baby’s head and holding a baby in your arms.”

The mother’s voice awakened.

He understood in an instant.

Mother.

If my mother played this song, it would have been more gentle.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

Suddenly a gentle finger.

Be gentle in that moment.

Gently fall.

It seems to have an indescribable warmth.

The sound of the piano that comes out of the music.

There is the soft snoring of a baby.

Embraced, like someone’s head gently caressing.

A soft, gentle, yet warm feeling of comfort is transmitted throughout the body.

It was the figure of the mother.

Everyone, everyone present, was infected by this moment.

Surrounded by a sense of well-being.

A teenager who has already understood.

The moment finally understood.

Mom’s ghost is just an illusion he created, just an excuse to escape.

It’s just his cowardice.

Mom isn’t in that place anymore.

I won’t be back in the audience, I’m not going to listen to him again.

But… In his heart.

…

“Naa, Mom.”

“Obviously there are “The Joy of Love” and “The Sorrow of Love”, why do you keep playing “The Sorrow of Love”?”

The child asked his mother in a wheelchair.

The gentle mother held it in her arms.

“That’s because…”

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“You have to learn to like grief gradually.”

Freeze the time, the people in the scene.

Everything is connected by musical notes, through music.

and the familiar, and the unfamiliar.

and everyone in this world….

Gongsheng who is aware of this.

I also realized that I was connected to my mother.

He still bears the mark of his mother.

Because of music, there will be a moment of encounter.

Only then will there be the touch of encounter.

Only then did they meet.

There will be memories of the encounter.

It’s all given by the piano and memories left by my mother.

This moment.

He no longer hesitated.

The shadow of the mother is gone.

There is an even more irreplaceable figure.

There may be more and more in the future.

So he’ll move forward.

So he’ll take a step.

So….

Thank you.

Farewell.

Mom.

……

The sound of the piano stopped.

The crowd that is immersed in it.

It took a long time for the applause to erupt.

Still….

The afterglow that still reverberates in the body…

Unable to walk, unable to stand up.

This only applause, unwilling to spoil all applause.

Look no further.

I don’t want to hear anything else anymore.

Probably… That’s how it feels.

The boy who appeared last.

He was also infected.

At this moment, he already felt it.

The feeling that distinguishes it from the score.

Feelings from within.

It’s still ringing….

Mom, I miss you so much, that’s probably how it is.

Communicate in music and improve in music.

In the midst of this….

……

Players and teachers who exited.

Wataru and Tsubaki who shouted and pursued.

The joy on his face.

However, at the moment when Gongsheng straightened his head.

A strange feeling welled up in Kotsubak’s heart.

Strange….

Strange….

It’s weird.

Speechless.

Something seems to have changed.

There’s something I don’t know, and it’s quietly changing.

“Tsubaki, won’t you say something to me who works so hard?”

The public student who was walking in front suddenly turned around and asked.

Xiao Tsubaki, who was asked, didn’t react for a while.

“Uh… It feels so mature. ”

The words almost blurted out, with her instincts and with her already messed up heart.

“What! I’m expecting you to praise me! ”

Gongsheng responded with a smile, and there was still a feeling of coquettishness between his words.

However, this is not the same as the previous public students.

Strange sensations came back to us.

I feel like I’m going to cry if I don’t hold back.

Crying?

Relieved to be able to chat with the public students as always?

Sorry to be able to chat with the public students as always?