[Comprehensive] Is the heroine still pretending to be good today?

The news that Hotaru Akutagawa became the manager of the tennis department spread very quickly, and all members of the ice emperor's support team heard about it the next day.

"Hey, has Akutagawa-san really become the manager of the tennis club?" Naoko Ito leaned on her desk, staring at the side face of Akutagawa Hotaru without blinking.

"Well, how did Ito-san know?" Akutagawa Hotaru nodded, and she asked curiously.

"All the support groups who are currently selected know."

"Backup group?" Akutagawa Hotaru asked suspiciously.

Facing her puzzled gaze, Naoko Ito explained: "Yes, it is a group formed spontaneously by every admirer who is being selected. Let me tell you, Atobe-kun has the most members in the support group, and some of them are super... ..."

"How should I put it, crazy...yes! Super crazy." She whispered into Akutagawa Hotaru's ear secretly, "You have to be careful."

Akutagawa Hotaru looked at a bewilderment, are all junior high school students chasing male gods like this?

[Stupid Yingying, you speak as if you are not a junior high school student. ] 4444 couldn't help complaining.

"Then who is Ito-san's support group?" Akutagawa Hotaru ignored 4444 and asked Ito in a soft voice.

"Me." Ito pointed to herself, her cheeks blushed suddenly, and she said shyly, "I am a member of Ji Lang-kun's support team."

"Jirou-kun? Akutagawa Jirou?"

"That's right, that's Akutagawa Jiro from Class 3 C." Ito scratched his cheek, and started to chatter unconsciously, "Don't you think he's cute? Besides, when he plays tennis, his whole body can Glowing, the kind of pikapika..."

Akutagawa Hotaru rested her chin, listening to Ito's compliments to her brother with a smile.

I didn't expect my brother to have a support group.

"And our support group for protecting the little sheep is the most Buddhist and friendly, Akutagawa-san, do you want to join us~" Ito suddenly started selling.

"Protect the little sheep?" Akutagawa Hotaru blinked and asked, "Why did you choose this name?"

"Because Cirou-kun looks like a cute and harmless little sheep when he's asleep. Our goal is to protect Cirou-kun's sleeping face." Ito replied without thinking.

Listening to her explanation, Akutagawa Hotaru couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Akutagawa-san and Jirou-kun are both surnamed Akutagawa. Could it be..." Ito murmured while observing her appearance.

"It's brother and sister." Akutagawa Hotaru admitted directly.

"No wonder Akutagawa-san and Jiro-kun look alike," Ito said.After a while, her eyes suddenly lit up, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Ito-san, what are you doing?" Akutagawa Hotaru raised her eyebrows.

I saw Naoko Ito holding her hand tightly and rubbing it non-stop.

"I actually touched Cilang-kun's younger sister's hand, rounding up and down, I touched Cilang-kun's hand, so happy." Ito said with a rippling face.

Akutagawa Hotaru closed her mouth speechlessly, she decided to give up struggling and let her touch it to her heart's content.

After a while, Ito put down her hand.Thinking of the feeling just now, Ito said hesitantly: "Akutagawa-san, you have a lot of calluses on your fingers."

Akutagawa Hotaru was silent for a long time, and she replied with dark eyes: "This is what I left when I was practicing the violin when I was young."

Naoko Ito soon realized that she seemed to have asked the wrong question. She glanced timidly at Hotaru Akutagawa, and she began to feel sleepy.

"Akutagawa-san, did I bring up bad memories for you? I'm really sorry." She said apologetically.

Akutagawa Hotaru took a deep breath, she smiled at Ito and said, "It's okay, there are no bad memories. Ito-san, you can call me without honorifics."

Naoko Ito's eyes lit up, and she regained her original vitality, "So, can I call you Xiaoying? Really?"

"En. My brother also often calls me Xiaoying." Akutagawa Hotaru tilted her head and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Then Xiaoying can also call me Naoko." She said happily.

"Yes, Naoko."

"Wow, Xiaoying has a small pear vortex on the side of Xiaoying's mouth, so cute." Ito stretched out his finger and poked the little spot under the corner of Akutagawa Hotaru's mouth excitedly.

Atobe silently listened to the chat of the two girls in front, watching them quickly establish a friendship.

Tsk, two not gorgeous women.

……

[Host, don't you like the violin? ] 4444 hesitated for a day, and finally, after Hotaru Akutagawa returned home, he finally spoke.

Akutagawa Hotaru pursed her lips downwards, and her heart began to become impetuous.

After a while, she calmed down and replied coldly: [I don't like it, I hate the violin the most. ] [Then why do you still keep the sheet music on your bookshelf. ] 4444 couldn't help pointing out.

Hotaru Akutagawa's eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, and there were lifeless hollows in their eyes.

because.

That was the only thing my teacher gave me.

……

When Hotaru Akutagawa was 5 years old, she went to a concert with her parents.

The opening is a violin solo.

The sad strings at the beginning slowly affected the emotions of the audience present.The melody gradually entered the middle, and the violin played a new melody, which was lingering and sad. The young Akutagawa Hotaru stared blankly at the performers on the stage.Under the light, she is like a luminous body, unconsciously exuding her shining but not faint light.In the last Allegro, the melody begins to become cheerful.The wonderful and lively sound of the violin brought the audience into a warm climax, and the fluent fast-bow pizzicato ended the performance like lightning.

In the deafening applause like thunder, the performer on the stage took a deep breath, with a bright and dazzling smile on her face.

Akutagawa Hotaru stared at her intently, holding the corner of her clothes tightly with her little hands.

Only three words emerged in the young Akutagawa Hotaru's heart: It's so beautiful.

She bowed gracefully, then stepped off the stage.

Hotaru Akutagawa didn't quite remember the performance after that.She only remembered that when she got home, she pulled her mother and asked anxiously, "Mom, what was the first performance?"

Mother touched Akutagawa Hotaru's little head, and she replied kindly: "It's the song of the gypsy."

"Mom, I want to learn the violin! I also want to stand on the stage and shine like that big sister!" Akutagawa Hotaru said to her in a childlike voice.

"Xiao Ying, are you serious?" Dad looked at Akutagawa Ying seriously.

She nodded heavily, and said childishly but firmly: "Xiaoying is serious! Xiaoying can do it!"

Three days later, Yoichi Akutagawa took 5-year-old Hotaru Akutagawa to find Akiyama/Nami, the performer that Hotaru Akutagawa never forgets, and Hotaru Akutagawa became her student very smoothly.

After 6 years of study and skill practice day after day, the young child has gradually grown into a well-known talented girl in the Tokyo area.

However, the teacher died.

On the way to the violin competition with Akutagawa Hotaru, in order to protect her, he died.

After that day, the violin in Akutagawa Hotaru's heart was also stained with blood that couldn't be washed away.

She stood in front of the teacher's tombstone in a daze, her eyes were empty.There are pure white flowers in front of the cold monument, and they are blooming shyly and timidly.However, Akutagawa Hotaru's flowers have withered, and she can no longer integrate her emotions into the sound of the violin.There is only technique left in her sound, ruthless and exquisite technique.

The teacher's lover, Shoko Akiyama, didn't say forgiveness to Hotaru Akutagawa, he only said to her: "Live well." For Nami's sake.

Half a month later, Hotaru Akutagawa stood on the dream stage.She stared at the crowd of judges and audience in the audience, her mind went blank, and the feelings that had been brewing seemed to be gradually wiped away by an eraser, completely clean.

She played blankly, and in the midst of applause, she returned to the lounge in a daze.

In the empty lounge, she finally burst into tears.Dou Da's teardrops hit her violin drop by drop, she covered her mouth, and the sound of whimpering echoed faintly in the lounge.

After this competition, she seemed to have completely given up on the violin.Akutagawa Hotaru put the musical instrument that accompanied her for many years into the box, and she put it on the bookshelf.

……

After the memory was over, Akutagawa Hotaru stared at the white ceiling, a bitter teardrop fell from the end of her eyes.

I want to take Nami-sensei's share and live desperately.

Under the moonlight, the musical instrument box on the bookshelf is clean without any dust. It can be seen at a glance that someone took it out every day and wiped it meticulously.

4444 stared at the girl's sleeping face, and tangled its little tentacles into a tight knot. It couldn't help saying: [Stupid firefly, have you really given up on the violin? ]

The author has something to say: After summarizing an anime I like very much, everyone can guess it.The direction of the heroine's final struggle is the violin~

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On the 6th day when the male lead did not appear, Mr. Ye grabbed the stupid author by the neckline and asked angrily, "Hey, when will I appear again!"