As a Hong Kong black humanoid, I am lucky EX

He walks on the edge of darkness and light, what he sees is the white night, and what he breathes in his mouth is the air mixed with dust and mist.

Mori Chiha sat quietly on the sofa alone, and took out a thumb-sized bazooka from his pocket.

This is an untested "reverse bazooka", which can theoretically take him back to the past.

In this era, the port mafia has become the absolute leader of the Yokohama underworld, and no organization can compete with the port mafia at night.And Vongola continued to stabilize his dominance in Italy, and Tsunayoshi Sawada, as the new Vongola I, led the organization to a stronger future.

It's just that in this future, Mori Chiha didn't have a place in the first place.

He came to the future and touched the freedom that did not belong to him, illusory like a bubble.

This is something he has longed for, and now he has it.

But what is he hesitating about?

Mori Chiha rubbed the small bazooka, and the answer was ready to come out in his heart.

"Chiba."

Mori Chiha raised his head when he heard the sound, Osamu Dazai, who was wearing a sand-colored coat, stood beside him at some point, holding two tickets in his hand and waving at him with a smile on his face.

"There is a violin competition this weekend. The competition venue is very close to the detective agency. Do you want to listen to it?"

Mori Qianyu looked at the two tickets, with a slightly surprised expression on his face: "Dazai, you...are you actually a person who likes to go to concerts now?"

As soon as Mori Chiha finished speaking, he realized that it was probably not that Osamu Dazai wanted to listen, but because he was here, Osamu Dazai wanted to make him happy and divert his attention.

"It doesn't cost money, it's just a little more troublesome to grab tickets." Osamu Dazai was still encouraging him, "The participants in the competition are all junior high school students, ah, every time I look at them, I feel much younger."

"That's good." Mori Chiha took the ticket from Osamu Dazai, and he couldn't disappoint Osamu Dazai, "I'll go with you."

The weather was fine for the two days of the weekend, and the sun was shining warmly on my body.In order not to stand out in the crowd, Mori Chiha changed her clothes on purpose. She had a short T-shirt with half sleeves, jeans, and her hair was neatly combed. She looked like an ordinary junior high school student who was watching the game.

Mori Chiha didn't have any expectations for the game itself, just like Dazai Osamu said, just to relax.

After all, this is also a way of experiencing life.

When he and Osamu Dazai arrived at the competition venue, the lights around the hall had already been dimmed, and the light of the spotlights converged on the center of the stage.There is a piano on stage for the accompaniment of the violin competition.

The first group of contestants appeared on the stage. The female contestant and her piano accompanist walked onto the stage and bowed. She stood in her place and began to play.This is Dvořák's "Humorous Song". Mori Chiha leaned forward slightly, and he listened carefully.

The beat is in place, the melody is even, and the coordination with the piano accompaniment is also perfect. The performance is quite satisfactory, and there are no major faults.

The music was flowing slowly in the hall, like a gentle stream washing his heart.

He was concentrating on admiring the game, while Osamu Dazai beside him was watching him quietly.

Followed by the second group, the third group...

These [-]- or [-]-year-old teenagers, with music dreams in their bodies, are full of youthful vigor, blooming like flowers on the stage.

until……

"The next contestant, Miyazono Kaoru."

A bright golden color leaped into Chiba Mori's eyes, and the girl came out from the other side of the stage, holding a violin in her hand, with a confident smile on her face.

Mori Chiha's eyes widened slightly, this girl is different from others.

Performers of classical music are more or less restrained, revealing the word "elegant".

This girl's aura is flamboyant, completely extroverted, and undisguised.

Vigorously burning vitality.

She set up the violin, and the notes danced from the bow under her hand.Beethoven's Ninth Violin Sonata, "The Kreutzer Sonata", was originally a very formal piece of music. Somehow, under her performance, it was like a painter spilled the palette.

I don't care whether its beat conforms to the music score, or whether its melody conforms to the speed requirements, as long as this piece of music is played according to my heartbeat.

This is the emotion conveyed by this girl named "Gong Yuan Xun".

This emotion infected Mori Chiha, he was immersed in it, and his body and mind rose and fell with the notes.

This is her stage, this is her music, this is her music.In her field, she is the master who controls everything. She pulls all listeners into her field, plants blooming flowers in their hearts, and the fragrance overflows to the heart and fills the mind.

Her music is free.

It has nothing to do with where she is, it has nothing to do with who she is, it has nothing to do with her abilities.

This freedom is given to her by herself.

Every string that is pulled is like a sharp knife of the sun, cutting through the misty sky.

The bow was raised high, sweat dripped from her forehead, and the melody was finished, but Mori Chiha still didn't recover.

It was not until the thunderous applause resounded through the audience that he belatedly applauded with everyone.

The arm next to him touched him, and Mori Chiha turned his head in a daze—Osamu Dazai handed him a tissue.

Only then did Mori Chiha realize that her tears had flowed down her cheeks.

Music can convey emotional resonance, and Chiha Mori received this love and freedom and was moved by it.

"I'm looking forward to her becoming a famous violinist and playing this music standing in front of the crowd." Mori Chiha said.

"Maybe her goal is not sex." Osamu Dazai said softly.

No matter what kind of goal Kaoru Miyazono had, Mori Chiha never imagined that their second meeting would happen on that occasion.

That was one day a few weeks later, Osamu Dazai insisted on dragging Mori Chiha to eat mushroom soup boiled with picked game, and the mushrooms were poisonous.Maybe it was because Mori Chiha's physique was so special that he was too resistant to fighting. He was fine, but Osamu Dazai had vomiting and diarrhea and had to be sent to the hospital for gastric lavage.

While waiting for Osamu Dazai's treatment, Chiha Mori saw a familiar figure in the hospital corridor.

——Gong Yuan Xun.

The moment he saw her, Mori Chiha was stunned.

He couldn't help but be surprised, the Miyazono Kaoru in front of him didn't have the slightest vitality on the stage that day.Her blond hair was disheveled, her face was pale and bloodless, and she was wearing a hospital gown.She barely stood with both hands on the handrails of the corridor. Judging from her walking posture, she seemed to be desperately practicing walking by herself.

She was ill, and still appeared to be seriously ill.

Suddenly, Gong Yuanxun's legs became weak, his arms became unstable, and he fell straight to the ground.

Mori Chiha quickly ran forward to catch Miyazono Kaoru, and held her hands so that she could kneel on the ground with a buffer.

Miyazono Kaoru's forehead was covered with cold sweat, her breathing was heavy, and a faint smile appeared on her face: "Thank you."

"Miss Gongyuan, are you okay?" Mori Chiha asked with concern.

Miyazono Kaoru's eyes widened slightly, and she glanced at Mori Chiha carefully: "You know me?"

"I..." Mori Qianyu thought for a while, "I have watched your competition performance, and I am your... fan."

He used the word "fan".

Gongyuan Xun was stunned for a moment after listening, and then she couldn't help laughing, it was a brilliant smile.

"I'm really honored." Miyazono said softly.

Mori Qianyu helped Miyazono Kaoru back to her ward, the lights in the room were brightly lit, and there was an instrument beside the bed, which was filled with various tubes, electrocardiograms, oxygen inhalers, nebulizers, almost All the equipment Mori Chiha knows is here.

Mori Chiha suppressed the surprise in her heart, helped Miyazono Kaoru back to her bed, and caught a glimpse of a piano bow on the bedside table.

Kaoru Miyazono tried his best to lean on the raised hospital bed, and got the piano bow beside him in his hand.Her arms were so thin that the blue blood vessels under the skin could be seen, her fingers were pinching the bow, and the fingers were turning white, obviously she had used a lot of effort.

"I don't have the strength to hold the piano anymore, so I have to shake the bow every day to relieve boredom." Gong Yuanxun said, with a lonely expression on his face, "It would be great if you can still play, you say you are my fan, I I'm very happy, I will play another song for you no matter what I say."

"When you get better, I will go to your performance again." Mori Chiha's tone was very sincere.

Gong Yuanxun didn't speak, her left hand was tightly grasping the quilt, her eye circles were red at first.

An emotion called "sadness" spread from Mori Chiha's heart, and he immediately understood that the girl in front of him was terminally ill.

The glorious appearance of that day's game is still lingering in his mind. Chiha Mori can't connect the two Miyazono Kaoru together, which is too distressing.

"Is there no way?" Mori Chiha asked very lightly.

Gong Yuanxun picked up the bow and drew it randomly in the air, and said in a brisk tone: "I will have an operation next week. If the operation is successful, the chance of recovery will increase a lot. It's just..."

Miyazono Kaoru's voice was lowered: "The risk of surgery is very high."

Mori Chiha was silent for a moment, with a very faint and gentle smile on his face.He stretched out his hand towards Miyazono Kaoru, Miyazono Kaoru didn't know what he meant, Mori Chiha motioned her to hold his hand.

Gongyuan Xun did as he did.

"Fortuna." Mori Chiha said softly.

A ball of green light enveloped Gong Yuanxun, reflecting warmth around her, and even made her face look better.

Miyazono Kaoru looked at Mori Chiha blankly.

"I wish you a smooth operation." Mori Chiha sincerely wished, "I look forward to seeing you on the stage again."

Those who really love dreams should not break their wings here. What awaits her is a broader and brighter sky.

If his luck can bring happiness to others, then he is willing to share his luck.

Good luck to you, and good luck to you.

The author has something to say:

Mori Chiha gained insights about the pursuit of freedom and another level of understanding of her supernatural powers from Kaoru.

Butei is good, but he's going back.

Miyazono Kaoru is the heroine in "Your Lie in April". As described in the article, she is a sunny, cheerful girl who loves music. Because of terminal illness, she lost the opportunity to pursue her music dream. Unfortunately, he died during the operation.

I hope that Qianyu's luck can bring hope to Xiaoxun, so that she can have her own future in this world.

Thank you for the landmines of Yeluoguigen and moxibustion, thanks to Strayer for the nutrient solution, and thank you for your support.