My Takema Sakuha

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In this world, there will always be some kind of talent that is unimaginable to ordinary people. For example, some people can know what happened just by smelling it with their noses, and some people can know the quality and material of objects by touching their hands. , has a pair of ears so sensitive that it gives me a headache.

She can hear all kinds of small voices, and she can tell where these voices come from as if through instinct-this sounds like a very powerful thing, but when she walks into the noisy place of the crowd, this This particular talent is almost a kind of execution.

She can only accept it passively, and there is almost no way to filter out those complicated and unimportant information other than using earplugs.It is not impossible to play music with earphones, but she will also catch the subtle buzzing of the current passing through the earphones, and she is so uncomfortable that she doesn't know what to do.

Noda Mitsuna felt that when Sakuzaya Seiko was by her side, she could relax a bit. Of course, it didn't mean that he was like a human-shaped soundproof board, but when he was present, she felt that her attention would be shifted partly.

"Did Xiaosheng participate in the competition today? Or is it just training?"

"Training, tomorrow is a practice match."

"That's it."

Blinking his eyes, he looked at the bamboo horse next to him. Although he had heard the voice of Sakusa Seiko from a young age, Noda Mitsuna was still not used to his slightly deep but extremely magnetic voice from time to time.What made her even more troubled was that every time she heard him call her name, her ears would itch slightly because of the vibration in the air.

It's strange, she still feels uncomfortable after listening to it for so many years, and there's nothing worth caring about.

"You come to my house today."

"what?"

"have dinner."

"..."

I originally planned to try the new flavor of Tom Yum Kung instant noodles I saw when I went to buy detergent yesterday when I went home today, but Noda Mitsuna put her schoolbag against her chin in an instant, and her voice was a little more reluctant: "That's too much!" Are you bothering Miss Maxiko?"

"Do you want instant noodles again?"

"No no."

Sensing the murderous intent hidden in his tone, Noda Mitsuna immediately shook his head and said that he absolutely did not think so: "I definitely don't have such thoughts, I am looking forward to going to Xiaosheng's house for dinner!"

Facing the guilt-ridden Ome Sakuhaya, he didn't bother to expose it any further. After getting out of the car, he walked to the house with "Sakuza" written on the door plate. Noda Mitsuna took out the key from her bag and opened the door seeing that he was unwilling to do anything. , facing the inside and announcing his arrival very cheerfully: "Miss Maxiko, I'm coming for dinner."

"Guangnai, you are here, oh, the holy minister is behind? But you have to wait a little bit, it's still not done well."

"It's okay, I know."

Mako Sakuhaya, who was cooking in the kitchen, blinked her eyes, with a bright smile on her face: "I heard that Kona was the first in the selection again, congratulations!"

"It's okay, thank you Miss Maxiko for your congratulations."

"Come back and wash your hands."

Hearing the impatient voice of Sakusa Seiko, Noda Mitsuna first dipped her paws in the hand sanitizer placed at the entrance, and was pulled by the collar the next second.

"I know, I know!"

Noda Mitsuna immediately raised her hands, indicating that she had absolutely no intention of evading the cleaning work: "Go to the bathroom and wash your hands immediately. After washing for 1 minute, you must use scientific hand washing methods!"

After letting go, Noda Mitsuna stumbled and ran to the bathroom, and Sakuzaya Seiko didn't really want to see if she kept what she said, so she went to the kitchen and said softly to her mother: "Do you need help?"

"Then I would like to ask the holy minister to help put the things on the table."

Mako Sakuhaya, who was in the kitchen, chuckled and saw that the pair of childhood sweethearts were almost in a one-sided suppressing mode. She put the dinner on the table and sat down: "Mitsuna's next round of public competition will be next weekend. Right?"

"Huh? Well, yes."

Noda Mitsuna nodded, holding her chopsticks with a very serious expression: "Next Saturday afternoon, because I am the first, I will be the last one. Will Miss Maxiko come to see it?"

"I won't come, Shengchen seems to have a game that day? If the game is over, if Guangnai is not over yet, do you want to watch it?"

"Ah."

Not knowing what this "hmm" meant, Sakusa just nodded briefly.Noda Mitsuna picked up the fried tempura with a smile, and regardless of the rules of "eating without talking", she lavishly praised Sakuhay Maxiko in her own bamboo horse's expression of getting more and more headache, which amused this aunt whom she had known since childhood Laughing from ear to ear.

"Oh, I'm going to be ashamed to say that."

"What's the matter, Miss Makoto, don't be shy, she's super skilled, gentle and pretty, I like Miss Makoto very much."

Glancing casually at the girl beside him, Sakuzaya Seiko hummed softly and swept away all the food that had been divided in front of him.After helping his mother wash the dishes after dinner, he said again after half an hour: "I'll take you back."

"Okay, then trouble Xiaosheng."

Taking a walk half an hour after a meal is good for digestion, and Mitsuna Noda has long been used to Sakuzaya Seiko's strangled body management ability.It's just that unlike the bamboo horse around her, Noda Mitsuna always kicks and stamps when she walks, as if the words "simply and neat" only appear on the keys, and she has nothing to do with her usual.

"Kunna."

"what?"

When two people are walking side by side on the road, Noda Mitsuna always feels different from when she was on the tram. She doesn’t seem to hear any other voices, nor does she feel that she has many things that she can’t handle. So you can move forward with peace of mind.

It's just that it's a little rare for Sakuzao Seiko to call his name. Generally speaking, he wants to say something more serious, which makes Noda Mitsuna always have a strange guilty conscience.

"oops."

The girl who was walking close to the side of the road was unsteady and seemed to be swaying from above. Sakusa, who had been prepared for a long time, pushed her in wordlessly, and then walked onto the sidewalk himself, resolutely not letting her go any further. Do something dangerous like this: "Want to sprain your foot again?"

"No, it's okay."

Noda Mitsuna blinked, and simply started playing hopscotch with the floor tiles on the sidewalk: "Is there anything you want to ask me, Mitsuna? Mitsuna, I will answer every question properly."

"Your game."

"Uh-huh?"

"..."

Why did you stop talking after opening your mouth all of a sudden?

Noda Mitsuna glanced suspiciously at the boy next to her. Although he and Komori Moto had also gone in the first round, they were just waiting for a result outside and would not hear her performance.

So the meaning of asking this question is that Sakuzaya Seiko will watch his game?

But will he sit in the corner as before to prevent himself from finding out, or will he say "Let Yuan also go instead of me", and then stand outside and listen to the whole process by himself?

Sakusa turned his head and was about to speak, but the anticipation in those warm brown eyes made it difficult to say any lines of rejection, and it also made people feel more irritated than usual.

"I'll be at the concert hall next Saturday—"

"I know."

"Of course, I have already prepared the second round of repertoire. If Xiaosheng wants to listen, you can come to my house, and I will play it for you right away."

"I don't have much interest in the kind of classics you compete in, and Yuan also likes it."

Noda Mitsuna was not angry when he heard this sentence, but just tilted his head: "Then why did Xiaosheng wait for me outside when I was in the first round?"

"..."

The classical repertoire used for the competition between classical music lovers and Mitsuna Noda can basically be said to be two worlds.The classical music that is familiar to the outside world seldom appears on her piano. Those songs that sound extremely complicated and difficult, and are not well-known to others, are instead her choices in the "competition".

"Have you ever thought about it?"

"Thinking about what?"

It was a little rare to hear the question of Sakuzao Seiko, Noda Mitsuna stopped and looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, only feeling incredible: "Oh, Xiaosheng, you actually asked me about the piano? I'm so happy !"

"..."

So when facing a person who couldn't understand what he said, he never really wanted to speak.

"Go to bed on time today, I don't want to see you hit the keys with your head halfway through playing."

"No, no, I will definitely go to bed early. And Xiaosheng, you mean that you will come to watch my game, right!"

"Not sure, see how sooner or later it ends on my side."

Without changing his mind because of her excitement, Seiko Sakuza had no expression at all, turned his head and even got a little impatient: "Don't let me say it a second time."

"Don't talk, don't talk, that's the attitude, Xiao Sheng, are you shy?"

"..."

No, but that didn't stop him from hating Noda Mitsuna's inexplicably sharpened observation skills at such a time.

"arrive."

Hearing him change the subject, Noda Mitsuna, who knew that this was the shy performance of Sakusa Seiko, snickered, and then nodded solemnly: "Anyway, thank you Xiaosheng today, the food is delicious, I like it very much."

Seeing her hopping back into the house on tiptoes, Sakuzaya Seiko didn't know what to say, and could only return home with a bit of dissatisfaction that gradually became superfluous, always feeling that he seemed to have missed something very important things.

After Saturday's game ended, Sakusa Seiko, who won a 2-0 victory and continued to advance to the national competition, quickly borrowed the shower room to clean himself up. He waved the phone to himself.

"Mitsuna's game is at Sumida's Concert Hall, very close, not far away."

"...I didn't mean to ask that."

"Oh, did she already tell you?"

Komori Moto, who has peasy eyebrows, also looked at his cousin in surprise, always thinking that this is as outrageous as the cleanliness patient Sakuzao, who forgot to wear a mask one day: "Oh my God, Mitsuna finally remembered to tell you that she was Where is the game?"

Is this two people finally learning how to communicate effective information?He is really gratified as an older brother!

Hearing this, Sakuzao's face turned dark again, and the voice behind the mask was blocked, making the gnashing of teeth less obvious: "Then how do you know?"

"I went to ask my aunt, and my aunt asked Noda-sister, and Noda-sister asked Mitsuna and then told me? According to Mitsuna's sloppiness, isn't this the same process all the time?"

"..."

The most important information required them to deduce three detours. Da Tiao still wanted to invite him to watch her match?

Ah.

Standing at the entrance of the Sumida District Concert Hall, the young man with two moles on his eyebrows expressionlessly picked up the flyer next to him, and pressed the head of his cousin who wanted to express his feelings.

He just didn't want to hear her nagging "Xiao Sheng, why didn't you come to my game" every day, and wanted her to shut up.

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The author has something to say:

Mitsuna: I know everything!

sks: ...

感谢在2022-05-1115:01:25~2022-05-1316:04:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Qingwangchuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!