Phantom Thief of Heart!but conan

Chapter 826 Absolute Pitch
"How is that possible?" Tang Ze denied without hesitation, "I just went to see her with the painting."

Yuga Kyosuke laughed, looking a little childish: "I told you, but Sanada-kun didn't believe it..."

Tang Ze tilted his head, not surprised by the source of his information.

Although he did not make any request at the time, Miyoshi Asako kept her identity secret for him. However, when Sanada Kazuzo and others asked her why she changed her mind, she simply told them about meeting a young painter in the amusement park.

After this painting "Desire" was placed in the public eye, this story naturally found its owner. This will not only not affect Kitagawa Yusuke's reputation, but will also add extra legendary color to him. There is no need for Karasawa to ask them to keep it secret.

"Miss Miyoshi has a misunderstanding about painting," Tang Ze replied. "Even quick-drying paint can't dry this fast."

"It can't be helped. Everyone prefers the development of dramatic stories." Yuga Kyosuke shrugged, understanding him very well. "Okay, thank you for your honesty. I don't have any other questions for now. Tell me about your confusion."

Yuga Kyosuke, who was in his early thirties, had already proved himself with his excellent market performance. He had seen many colleagues exchanging experiences and asking for advice on various issues, but this was the first time he was asked a question by a painter who seemed to know nothing about the subject. He himself felt quite curious.

From the questions he just mentioned, combined with the real background of Yuga Kyosuke himself, Tang Ze's heart moved, and he more or less guessed the reason why Yuga Kyosuke followed him out without thinking.

Just as he was very interested in Haga Kyosuke, Haga Kyosuke might also have something to say to him.

So Tang Ze quickly organized his words and began to guide the direction of the conversation.

"Your music is very good. I don't know much about music, so I can only tell whether it's good or bad, but I can still feel a lively emotion from your creation. This is rare, and it has something to do with my recent creative troubles, so I want to ask you, how do you view the relationship between music and emotions?"

Yuga Kyosuke was stunned. He didn't expect him to ask this topic.

Using music to express emotions is actually a very basic topic, but it can be extended to very deep areas, so much so that it will accompany all composers throughout their lives.

Touching his chin, Yuga Kyosuke said casually: "I can answer you with many music theory answers, but I think what you want to hear may not be these, nor elements such as melody, harmony, and timbre. Are you asking how to accurately convey your feelings when creating?"

"Yes, I really don't want to take a basic music theory class." Tang Ze looked at Yuga Kyosuke's expression and agreed with his idea.

The most interesting part about Hanega Kyosuke is his "absolute pitch", which is an extremely high buff in this world.

Tang Ze was very curious about how the world conveyed everything to him.

"Hmm, that's it. Let me think about it..."

Yuga Kyosuke thought for a moment and felt that he should answer carefully.

Regardless of whether Kitagawa Yusuke possesses the special powers that he speculates, in terms of art, he is still a young man who has just set sail. If he expresses inappropriate opinions, it will have a bad influence on newcomers.

After careful consideration, Yuga Kyosuke took a breath.

"Due to individual differences, subjective feelings are very personal. I am not sure if I can convey them to you accurately. Please allow me to use an analogy. I happened to hear something about your past. You grew up with the first teacher who taught you painting, but your teacher was eventually imprisoned for plagiarism and suspected of intentional homicide."

Hanega Kyosuke, who was staring straight at Kitagawa Yusuke, saw that the person opposite him, who had been keeping his back straight but eyes down, finally raised his gaze and met his eyes without flinching.

This was not a glorious past. Considering his age, it was definitely a painful and embarrassing memory. However, Yuga Kyosuke, who had expected to see some emotional fluctuations on his face, was disappointed.

The boy in front of him just blinked and nodded calmly, simply acknowledging the description.

"You are a talented painter. You are good at using pictures to express your inner world. So when you learned the truth, when you found out that your teacher was not what you imagined, did you think of any specific picture? A certain color, a certain brushstroke?"

When Yuga Kyosuke asked this question, he did not wait for his answer, or rather, he did not intend to hear the other party's answer. This was just an analogy to facilitate the emotional interaction between the two.

"I heard it, at that moment. I heard a sound, a quick, sharp sound, which kept changing, strong and low, fast, low-frequency..."

Yuga Kyosuke pursed his lips and could no longer maintain the smile on his face.

"I spent a long time listening and searching. I wanted to know what that sound was. Finally one day, I heard it. I heard the same discordant and dynamic sound.

"Flames. That's the sound of flames. That's the sound of flames burning good wood."

It's like burning a violin that has been passed down from generation to generation.

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"That Yuga Kyosuke has absolute pitch?" Suzuki Sonoko opened her eyes wide in amazement. "This seems to be a very powerful thing?"

"It's indeed rare." While answering her best friend's question, Mao Lilan glanced at Conan who finally turned his attention.

Since leaving the backcourt, this kid has been absent-minded, and it is obvious that he is still thinking about Kitagawa Yusuke's almost indifferent behavior just now.

It's not surprising that Kitagawa Yusuke, who does things his own way and lives in his own world from beginning to end, would do this, rather than being overly selfish. But it is a bit strange that he suddenly became interested in creators in unfamiliar fields.

So when Suzuki Sonoko asked who the person was who was called away by Kitagawa Yusuke out of reflex after seeing the handsome guy, she simply introduced everything she knew about Hanega Kyosuke in detail.

She can play the piano and visit art exhibitions. She is truly an art lover with a wide range of interests.

"People's hearing and ability to distinguish sounds are related to their talents. It can be said that the ears are the basis for determining whether a person can work in the music industry. Some people have some problems with their ears and cannot hear that they are singing out of tune. Even if such people receive music training, it is difficult for them to achieve anything. This is commonly known as tone deafness.

"In addition, ordinary people, or the vast majority of people, have relative pitch, that is, they can identify the pitch of a sound with a reference object, but the degree of sensitivity varies. After long-term music training, such people can study and work in the music industry."

Having said that, Mao Lilan pointed in the direction they had just come out.

There, a large group of Shitara family members were still there, trying to chat more with Kisaragi Minemizu.

"Finally, there's Mr. Yuga Kyosuke's absolute pitch. Without any reference sound, the moment he hears a sound, he can tell the pitch of the sound and distinguish the source of the sound. It's not even limited to music information. Even if it's not music, when facing ambient sounds or other sounds heard in daily life, he can still confirm the pitch and give accurate memory and judgment...

"So Mr. Kyosuke Haga's works are really first-class in terms of emotional expression and visual communication. Many film and television dramas like to invite his works, because no matter what form is used, light music or pop songs, he can accurately give the desired effect. 'Absolute genius of scale composition', this is probably it."

"That is to say, even without music, his life is full of tones and music scores." Suzuki Sonoko summarized it in a way that she could understand. "It's quite romantic."

"It's indeed a great talent. And most people don't have it, so naturally they'd be curious about how such a person feels about the world. Maybe Mr. Yuga Kyosuke became a composer just to convey the specific appearance of the world that he can hear but others can't feel."

Suzuki Sonoko nodded, looking very enlightened, and immediately returned to the familiar topic: "Hehe, but now that you mention it, your mystery geek must have a defective ear. He has never been able to tell when he sings out of tune since he was a child!"

"This is a bit strange..." Mao Lilan used her peripheral vision to pay attention to Conan, whose expression became a little interesting. "If you say he is tone-deaf, he has a strong ability to distinguish music. A long time ago, he could tell with one ear that a certain instrument was not tuned correctly. But if you say he has a good sense of pitch..."

Shinichi's singing is really out of tune, and it's still like this. His talent and memory in other areas seem to be ineffective in music, as if there's something wrong with the circuit in his brain. Is this the so-called curse of wisdom?

"You could be more direct," Suzuki Sonoko waved her hand in disdain, "He just has a problem with his brain."

"Hey, hey..." Conan, who was listening to the popular science lecture attentively, suddenly got hit hard and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"That's not necessarily true." Mao Lilan thought for a moment, "It's also possible that there's really something wrong with his bone conduction and he can't hear his own voice? If I really record it and let him listen to it, he might be able to hear it."

“Isn’t that still a physical defect?”

"Well, that's a little easier to accept."

“Hey, hey…!”

"Little guy, I'm not talking about you, why are you so excited?"

"I……!"

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"...Sometimes I feel like this ability to hear pitches too accurately might be a curse."

Yuga Kyosuke closed his eyes gently.

The tableware prepared for the salon had already been arranged, and the staff were all at the front to maintain order at the exhibition. There was no one else in the empty banquet hall.

But he still heard the sound, from the distant sound of the wind passing through the passage.

Excited panting, angry scolding, the sound of bubbles bursting, the sound of shoes leaving marks...

Not only the absolute sense of pitch, but also the keen hearing, and more, the subtle changes in tone mixed in the words, those subtle changes, those emotions that seemed to shout in his ears...

Through sound and wavelength, the dynamics of the rebirth of all things and the scenes of the end of the world were transmitted to his ears. In his thirty years of life, he had never had a moment of peace.

"It's no exaggeration to say that I can even tell whether they are telling the truth or a lie. I can sense their emotional changes. I can feel a lot of things just through some very small changes in the scale. You came to me for advice, probably because you've heard some comments that I'm very good at expressing emotions with music, but I have to admit that I still have regrets."

This is what he wanted to ask Kitagawa Yusuke. It is the question he wanted to ask after he heard from Sanada Kazuzo about the whole story of the dispute between Miyoshi Asako and Kyujuku Motoyasu.

Asako Miyoshi, a captive bird who couldn't even free herself from her predicament, couldn't give him an answer, so he hoped Kitagawa Yusuke could.

"I can't hear my own emotions, and I can't write about them. Whenever I try to calm down and listen carefully to my heartbeat, I can only hear..."

Yuga Kyosuke pursed his lips, and the rest of the words became difficult to say.

Kitagawa Yusuke, who was sitting opposite him and listening in silence for a while, suddenly spoke and finished the second half of the sentence for him.

“All you can hear is the flames.”

Hanega Kyosuke opened his eyes.

This time, he clearly discerned what he wanted to hear from Kitagawa Yusuke's voice.

It was some kind of similar movement, something that Yuga Kyosuke himself had been searching for for many years.

"So what you actually want to ask me is not about the painting." Knowing very well what this literary youth wanted to say through these stream-of-consciousness expressions, Tang Ze corrected his previous question, "What you want to ask me is what I thought of Madarame-sensei when I painted "Desire". You want to ask me if I hate him. You want to ask me what I want to do when I find out the truth, right?"

To put it bluntly, he wanted to ask whether Kitagawa Yusuke had murderous intentions at that time, just like Miyoshi Asako.

Yuga Kyosuke's parents were killed by his uncles and grandparents. These people were the relatives who helped him in his lonely life and grew up with him, but they were also the culprits who killed his loved ones and put him into this situation.

He had been trapped in hatred for too long, and at this moment, he might have made an irreversible choice, but he was still torn between tenderness and self-loathing.

So after learning about Miyoshi Asako's story and Kitagawa Yusuke's life experience, Haga Kyosuke asked this question.

"So, what you said before was not true." Yuga Xiangsuke looked at him steadily and said in a very affirmative tone, "The prototype of "Desire" is indeed not a carousel, but you went to the amusement park to meet Miyoshi Mako and draw a similar state of mind from her to complete your painting, right?"

This is what Kyosuke Haga believes to be the truth.

Kitagawa Yusuke is a somewhat magical painter. Since he paid attention to this person, he has secretly collected a lot of content related to him.

This boy is not just good at painting. His brush is very special. He can restore the true appearance of people through children's descriptions, and can also sketch the original appearance of the crime scene. It is as if he is not using vulgar things like paint, but the sand of time, the love and hatred of mankind...

Including today, he spotted Yuga Kyosuke himself among countless people and asked to have a chat with him.

"I am willing to assist you in your creation. If you need another painting like "Desire", I think you may need my help." When Yuga Kyosuke said this, his expression became calm and peaceful again.

He also wanted to see what kind of colors he had as portrayed by Kitagawa Yusuke.

Will he be comforted or even forgiven like Miyoshi Mazi? Will the other party encourage him or criticize him?
Would a fellow human being who could empathize with his situation approve of his actions? Would he think that his choice of the path of revenge was too extreme, destroying others as well as himself?
Feeling that his life is becoming increasingly unbalanced, Yuga Kyosuke needs an answer, whether it is approval or disapproval.

"Actually, there's no need to make it so complicated."

Before revealing his identity, Tang Ze blinked, and a red color flashed from under the gray contact lenses.

After all, this is a place Conan has strolled around before, so to be on the safe side, let's scan for eavesdropping devices first.

"You don't need me to 'relay' it for you, Yuga Kyosuke. You can listen to the voice of your heart yourself."

Karasawa raised his hand and casually made a piano-playing gesture on the empty tablecloth, then made a gesture of pressing down the keys before Yuga Kyosuke laughed at his funny amateur imitation.

The melodious, unique piano sound suddenly rang out from under his empty palms.

Yuga Kyosuke's eyes suddenly widened.

(End of this chapter)