I play the piano in the comprehensive world

In Gou Juanjing's 13-year-old life, if you want to say who you are most afraid of, the one who ranks first is Clowrido's sweetheart Yuko Ichihara.

As he grows older, Goujuanjing also sees more and more feelings, but in terms of complex ones, there is no more complicated one than Ichihara Yuko and Kurorido.

It's not incomprehensible.

People always yearn for the other side that they don't have, and Culo Rido is not the exception.The Dimensional Witch has parts that Clowrido doesn't have, such as self-willedness, the joy of being drunk now, and the chicness of being able to wander the world with a pot of wine.

Gou Juanjing had only met Ichihara Yuko a few times, and he had this understanding of witches.

After class this day, the curse spirit that had been hiding in the dog's curly thorn hair suddenly flew up, and flew towards the school gate under his gaze. There stood a woman holding a small black umbrella. With her pale fingers, the butterfly curse spirit stopped at her fingertips.

Ichihara Yuko removed the umbrella and exposed her face under the sun, it was whiter than when she saw her before, so white that it almost melted under the sun, but she didn't seem to care.

She smiled and raised her lace-gloved hand to greet him.

The woman's black hair was half bundled into a beautiful bun, and the black lace revealed a dark red inner skirt, making her tall and long-legged, with a sickly beauty.

Gou Juanjing felt that something was wrong.

In his eyes, Yuko Ichihara, who bypassed Crowley and came to him, was like a candle in the wind, about to burn to the end.

He immediately asked for leave from the school, and ran to the witch without even taking his schoolbag.

"Ah la." Even at this time, Yuko Ichihara is still that magnificent witch, "Thank you."

"Raised a nice little cutie."

The witch withdrew her hand, and the butterfly returned to the dog's head.

Gou Juanjing knew what she meant, and couldn't help showing some worry on his face: "It doesn't matter if you're like this?"

"It's related." Yuko's smile didn't have a hint of gloom, but she had a heartiness that she had rarely seen in the past, "So what? Is it possible to solve the problem by shrinking in my own barrier? I'm not Ku Lorido."

In order to reduce the influence on other people, the magician created a prison for himself. Except for specific candidates, no one can enter his little red building at will.

Ichihara Yuko does not have his spirit of self-sacrifice.

She would rather keep trading than gain freedom of movement.Interacting with different people is also one of her sources of happiness, including Culolido.

"Meeting is a very beautiful thing."

This is Ichihara Yuko.

Gou Juanjing stared at her fixedly, and finally realized the beauty of the Dimensional Witch at this moment.

"Don't look at me like that." The smiling witch covered the dog's eyes with her pale hand, "Your eyes are really beautiful, more transparent than jewels, and brighter than the sun."

"This is the unique love that the world bestows on you, and it is also a unique curse."

Gou Juanjing wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton.

"Come on, I wish you always stick to yourself and never get lost."

The witch gently left a kiss on Gou Juanjing's forehead. The hot touch was not at all like the temperature of a dying person.

Gentle words belong to the temperature of a witch.

Gou Juanjing's tears fell down, passed through Ichihara Yuko's fingers, and fell down his cheeks.

One after another.

Although Gou Juanjing had expected this moment when they met for the first time, when this moment really arrived, sadness still overwhelmed his heart.

Where he couldn't see, Ichihara Yuko smiled softly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry."

"What a gentle child."

The witch wiped his tears with her hands, and the transparent drops of water fell on her fingertips, soaking her gloves, making her hands feel the moisture and temperature of the tears.

"I don't count you as anyone, there's no need to be sad to this extent."

Gou Juanjing's teary eyes were dim, and he took Ichihara Yuko's hand, and made a voice with difficulty in his throat: "Thank you, thank you, really, all the time, very, thank you..."

He can grow up safely in this world until now, and there is definitely Yuko Ichihara behind him.

Some things don't need to be said.

"Go, see the teacher." Gou Juanjing held her hand, weeping uncontrollably, "Teacher, I must be waiting for you..."

"No, I..."

Before Yuko Ichihara finished speaking, she suddenly froze, and the shadow of Xiaohonglou appeared behind them.

"Finally, finally, we must say goodbye well." Gou Juanjing tried his best to push her into the small red building.

The witch's enchantment dissipated, and the passers-by around could only see the boy standing in the middle of the road, crying like rain.

He knew that after today, there would no longer be a dimensional witch.

……

The dog Juanjing, whose eyes were red from crying, dared not go home, so he simply hid in Atobe's house, and Atobe Keigo took his schoolbag home with him.

He brought the water glass over and looked at his childhood sweetheart with red eyes, it didn't look like he was being bullied, he was really sad.He wanted to ask, but in the end he chose to accompany the dog in a daze.

This is the first time Keigo Atobe has seen Goujuanjing like this.

After a while, Gou Juanjing said in a hoarse voice, "Xiaojing, thank you."

Not a delicate person, Atobe thought for a long time, and racked his brains to hold back a sentence: "Are you kidding me, who am I with you?"

Gou Juanjing is in a better mood.

Atobe only hated himself for being stupid, and didn't know how to comfort Xiaojing at all. After thinking about it, he hid in the bathroom very unglamorously and called Yushi Ninzu.

Renzu was very speechless when he received the call. He guessed it was Goujuanjing when he heard the vague "my friend" at the beginning, "You can't tell what's going on, and you don't know what happened. any idea?"

Atobe didn't care about him, "So what do you say?"

Ninja is worthy of being Ninzu. The social expert who can quickly adapt to the new environment and make friends every time he transfers to another school six times, gave Atobe a trick: "Then don't ask anything, just stay by his side."

"He doesn't want to comfort him now, does he?"

Atobe·No Friends·Jingwu went around the bathroom twice, but didn't think of a better way, so he just squatted next to Gou Juanjing.

"Xiaojing," Gou Juanjing asked after being depressed for half the night, "Can I borrow your piano?"

"Ah? Of course no problem, it's next door."

The white piano that Inujumaki and Atobe chose together stood quietly in the room.

The green-eyed boy stepped forward to touch the piano and sat on its piano bench.

Mozart Requiem. *

Soft yet heavy notes flowed from under Gou Juanjing's fingers.

What he played was a revised piano version, which was very similar to the symphony orchestra version that needed to be chanted at the beginning, but it became more and more different as it went on, and gradually became the Requiem of the Dog Juanjing.

"Requiem" belongs to a branch of "Mass". It was originally played on the special mass of the Roman Catholic Church to save the dead, but Gou Juanjing does not believe in religion, and Ichihara Yuko has nothing to do with them. , Gou Juanjing simply played according to his own will, which has nothing to do with the Requiem.

If you have to say that the Dimensional Witch has any beliefs, it is definitely not a god.

This is the song Gou Juanjing dedicated to Ichihara Yuko.

Atobe Keigo's knowledge reserve is not enough for him to recognize the difference in the music. He is sitting in the piano room, as if he just realized the other side of Xiao Shuran today.

Gou Juanjing, who is concentrating on the piano, looks like a different person in peacetime, with a pair of green eyes shining brightly.Regret and sadness poured out through the piano in waves, not tough, but soft like water and surrounded people. Atobe didn't know who he played the piano for, but he thought of his mother.

The woman who left too early, Atobu didn't expect that he would think of her at this time.

Atobe Keigo turned on the recording equipment in his piano room and listened quietly to the sound of Goujuanjing.

……

Ichihara Yuko didn't expect to see Clow Rido again.

Powerful magicians have their own domain, and Yuko Ichihara's current magic power, whether she wants it or not, is simply not enough to resist the powerful magic power that Clow Rido can't restrain.

——If there are no accidents.

——If there is no dog rolling thorns.

Stepping into the small red building, Yuko Ichihara turned around and saw Clow Rido waiting at the door.

Just look back and see.

Like a charming flower blooming on the edge of the River of Forgetfulness, it is seductive and seductive when it is about to wither, and the Dimensional Witch suddenly laughed out loud at this moment.

"It's really helpless." The witch turned to face the magician.

She didn't say anything sad, everything was in silence.

In the end, the witch couldn't stand being so affectionate with Clow Rido, so she stretched out her hand and extended an invitation to Clow Rido: "So, do you want to dance with me at the end?"

Continue the unfinished dance when they first met.

Clow Rido also smiled, the man's smile was heartbreakingly gentle.

"My pleasure."

But Ruberos was not there, neither was Yue, and all the Clow cards were hidden, leaving all the space for the two of them.

When the dance music came, Yuko Ichihara listened to it for a while, "Ah, it's Xiaojing's piano."

"Correct."

"Although I haven't said it all the time, you know it."

"Ok, I know."

Ichihara Yuko was angry: "Really, I was the one who spoke first in the end." Then she laughed again, "Forget it, for Xiaojing's sake."

"You raised a wonderful child."

Clowrido's eyes kept chasing Ichihara Yuko, "Well, I know."

"...do you have anything else to say?"

The magician's eyes were so gentle that water dripped out: "It's really great to meet you."

The witch who had always been articulate was actually speechless at this moment.

"It's a great thing to meet."

At the end of the song, the witch left such a last sentence.

Crowrido watched silently as the witch's figure turned into a butterfly, which gradually disappeared before his eyes.

"Yeah, you're always right."

"Goodbye, Yuko."