My brother is not a good person

The blond young man glanced at his partner calmly, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard his partner slowly affirming: "Probably... right..."

As soon as Rimbaud said this, Verlaine immediately turned cold.

It never occurred to him that Laisha's side had not been dealt with yet, and they would "fight among themselves" first.

It's just that he can't take the lead in bowing his head.

However, Rimbaud didn't feel that what he did was wrong.

After being informed by Osamu Dazai that Verlaine did not actually die at his own hands, he was busy for three full years before dealing with all the clues that might allow the French government to discover that Verlaine was still alive, and finally escaped by feigning death.

It can be said that in matters related to Verlaine, he has done his utmost.

Ignoring Verlaine's cold face, Rimbaud looked at Laisha, "Laia... have you finished eating?"

Successfully achieved the goal, Raisha nodded with a smile.

She pulled away the chair, stood up, and replied calmly: "Thank you for your hospitality, I should go back to training."

"……Together?"

Rimbaud didn't intend to take Verlaine with him.

He just picked up the unfinished vodka, and he didn't know whether he intentionally or unintentionally stood between Verlaine and Laisha.

"But...does it have to be at... the ice rink?"

Laisha guessed some of Rimbaud's concerns.

Pointing to the vodka in his hand, she explained, "After all, I have a competition in two months, and I just got the three sets of Costen. The short program and free skating are a lot of fun, it's just a performance skating." ..."

She hesitated to speak, but she finally suppressed the smile on her face.

"To tell you the truth, I haven't fully decided on the performance skating yet."

Miss Champion pursed her lips.

"Although the arrangement of "Placejapasse (Where I Pass)" has been basically determined, would you like to take a look at the specific effect?"

Rimbaud answered "Yes" casually, and walked side by side with Laisha, completely ignoring the sneaky Verlaine behind him.

Even if he is called the "King of Assassins", even if his stealth skills are absolutely full, Verlaine can't hide his whereabouts from Rimbaud's eyes.

He just eavesdropped on the conversation between the two people in front of him while deceiving himself, and at the same time sneered at Raisha's question.

After all, Rimbaud was so afraid of the cold that it was difficult to keep him away from the stove, let alone invite him to watch a figure skating show.

"A musical..." Rimbaud seemed to find the one he wanted from a pile of old papers, "French...you also understand?"

Clenching her fingertips, Raisha gestured, "I only know a little bit, just enough for my daily communication."

As she spoke, she patted her forehead, half recalling and half explaining.

"By the way, the result of my grouping for this year's Grand Prix happened to be in France and Japan. So I'm taking the time to practice French recently."

"Does Mr. Rimbaud have any research on musicals?" She bent her index finger and tapped her chin with her knuckles, "In "Rock and Roll Mozart", "Where I Pass" is not such a famous piece."

While tightening his scarf, Rimbaud nodded unhurriedly, "Indeed... "Lebienquifaitmal (Beautiful Pain)" and "L'assasymphonie (Murder Symphony)" are more famous."

So why didn't you choose these two more popular songs?

The long-haired youth asked silently with his eyes.

"Of course it's because it doesn't fit my idea."

Miss Champion smiled slightly.

She considered many pieces and finally settled for a long time on "Rock Red and Black" and "Rock Mozart".

It was the few minutes she spent at the top of Yokohama Marine Tower that made her final decision.

"Nothing better expresses the vision I saw when I made this decision than "The Place of My Classics."

It's just that she still has some plans in the performance skating part, and she can't tell anyone.

She paused, and then said: "To be honest, in this season, my short program is related to my younger brother. In the free skating, I will only show the purpose of 'me', while the theme of the performance skating is Zhongye. .”

"Whether it is "Beautiful Pain" or "Symphony of Murder", they are all songs sung from the perspective of Salieri. Even though the popularity seems to be higher, it is not so in line with my heart."

"If there is an analogy, I think Zhong Yuanzhong is more like Mozart in this musical."

...Mozart?

Rimbaud raised his eyelids and turned his head to Laisha.

"Then... show me your 'Mozart'."

Compared with the usual Laisha standing on the ice, Raisha seemed to have thrown out all the hidden edges.

It was clear that the lights were turned on in the whole venue, but the eyes of all the people present would involuntarily focus on the center of the venue.

It starts with a relaxed backcross step.

As the prelude progressed, the ice girl skating on the left rear outer edge seemingly casually touched the ice with the right blade, and then leaped high.

The narrow hem of the jumpsuit floated up in the air, and danced three times before sticking to her body.

However, after landing, she did not continue to slide, but touched the ice with her right rear outer edge again.

If a knowledgeable person stands here, he will be able to tell that this is 3Lz (triple axel hook) + 3Lo (triple axel jump with rear outer knot).

A double jump that is enough to get +9.14 basic points in an official game.

If GOE (Execution Points) is counted, I am afraid that this jump can directly score about 12 points.

If it is placed in the second half of the program, it will be able to get 10% more points on this basis.

However, this is just a non-scoring show skate.

The two people who ran in from nowhere also fell silent when they noticed the center of the field.

The two of them clawed at the fence of the ice rink, staring intently at the girl who was dancing on the ice to the music.

Like patrolling the territory, she strolled and occupied the entire ice surface.

Unlike an emperor or a king, her steps are filled with the purest innocence and courage.

He is a sober person who is arrogant but not vulgar.

He is a rebel who is rebellious and maintains himself.

Due to the slight lack of physical strength during the menstrual period, Laisha lowered the original difficulty.

But even so, when the fine ice flakes splashed, the blade kept moving forward.

Nothing can stop her from getting what she wants.

Even though the dangers on the road may take her life mercilessly, she will never try to protect herself.

Because, no matter whether it is on the ice or under the ice, no one has the chance to choose to retreat.

Once evaded, there is no second chance to allow her to stand on the battlefield again.

The music marched to the end, and there was silence in the venue.

Raisha put her hands on her knees, panting heavily.

For a moment just now, she almost thought she was going to fall.

Fortunately, the center of gravity did not deviate too much when it landed, and it can be saved by forcibly twisting the knee and other methods that hurt the body.

It was the two people who broke in later that broke the peace.

One of the men, Raisha, had been seen on the corridor wall and was one of the coaches hired by the club that owned the ice rink.

And the little girl next to him seemed to be only 9 or 10 years old, and she looked very strange.

Maybe a student of this coach.Laisha thought calmly.

"You are... Laisha Dostoevskaya?!"

After all, she was a person engaged in related industries, and the young man recognized her at a glance.

"Could it be that..."

Straightening up, Laisha skating to the edge of the ice rink in two or three steps, stretched out an index finger to cover her lips, "That's right, it's this season's performance skate. So please keep it a secret!"

"That's natural." The young man nodded repeatedly.

It wasn't until he was about to nod his head like a chicken pecking rice that he remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

"Call me, I'm the coach of this club. I have participated in several ice dance competitions before, but I haven't achieved any good results worth remembering..."

"But being able to stand on the field is enough to show that you have some talents that other people can't match." Raisha smiled, "You seem to have something to say, so just say it."

Si lowered his head in embarrassment, and spoke quickly: "Did you intentionally lower the difficulty after landing on the 4T (rear-outside ice-point quadruple jump)..."

Verlaine, who turned out to be out of nowhere, interrupted the conversation between the two.

He looked indifferently at Laisha on the ice.

It was like meeting her for the first time.

Before that, it wasn't that he hadn't read the information he had collected about the other party.

But now, something substantial has changed.

Staring quietly into those grape-red eyes, Verlaine asked a little solemnly: "What do you think... what is the meaning of your life? What is the meaning of being born as a human being?"

After getting the other party's attention, Laisha finally looked at this person who was suspected to be Chuya's brother for the first time.

Her face was expressionless, and her tone was extremely calm.

"None at all."

"Meaning is useless if you don't choose it yourself."

"If it is one's own choice, no matter how unnecessary it is in the eyes of others, it is full of personal meaning."

Standing on the ice, the girl showed her full self without any shyness, without covering up or whitewashing at all.

"Put the price of health and even life in exchange for a moment of glory on the field. This is the sports competition in the eyes of the public."

"If there is any meaning in it, I'm afraid you can't talk about it here."

"But let me say—"

"Because only I am Laisha Dostoevskaya standing on the ice."

"As for the meaning of being born."

"As I said before, no one begs to be born from the bottom of his heart, so no one's birth has its own meaning."

"No matter what you think of yourself, how you think of Zhongye."

"After all, you are the same as thousands of people in this world, and you have no ability to choose your own birth."

The lips that were a little purple from the cold spit out loud words.

Laisha raised her chin and said neither humble nor overbearing: "This is my answer."

"Are you satisfied?"

The blond-haired young man looked at her fixedly, and suddenly pursed his lips tightly, wondering what he was thinking about.

After a long time, he opened his mouth slowly.

"I'm not satisfied with this answer, but you yourself..." He struggled slightly, "It's still likable."

"Of course~"

Raisha placed her hands under her chin, opening them like petals.

"No one can dislike me after seeing my scene!"