[Comprehensive] Escape from shame is useless

The finals of the William International Music Competition in Japan were held in a concert hall that could accommodate 2000 people, which was completely different from the regional competition where there were only a few dozen spectators at most.She had never played in front of so many people. She just glanced at the empty auditorium from the backstage before the opening, and was so nervous that she couldn't even drink water.

I usually only have the experience of playing in front of people I know, so it doesn't matter if my level is bad, everyone will tolerate her.When she was young, she had such inexplicable confidence in the people around her.

But now the situation is different, so many strangers, they will not forgive her because she is young, and will not ignore her mistakes because she is cute, they will only look at her coldly and judge her The sound of the piano is good or bad.

This was the first time she had faced this kind of pressure, and it completely overwhelmed her.

Mom didn't understand her feelings, so she just kept comforting her, saying that her skills are very good and everyone will like her.

is this real?Is she really good?Because of her good technique, will everyone like her music?

So what if everyone hates her? What if after listening to it, instead of smiling for her, what if they get angry?

Dad laughed at her stupidity and said that such a situation would never happen.

But no matter what they say, I can't let go of my heart.

I want to chat with other contestants in today's competition to relieve my emotions. Unfortunately, I don't know whether it is because the atmosphere of the final is too strong, or everyone's hostility is too strong, or maybe it is due to natural personality. Everyone sits in the preparation room. Silently cleaning his violin.

"Yuesen-kun, are you not nervous?"

Tsukimori Ren, 8 years old, is the second youngest contestant in this competition, but she is already the winner of the Kanto Division.As a contestant in the Kanto region, she has a natural closeness to this person who is the closest in age.

Even though he always had "leave me alone" written on his face.

"As long as you prepare well for the game, you won't be nervous." He replied with a stern face.

"It's not that nervous."

Why is everyone not afraid?Don't you feel weak when so many people you don't know look at you?

The boy with short blue hair looked at her inexplicably, not understanding her point at all.The same goes for the other contestants, calm and calm as if they were veterans who have experienced countless wars, they don't take this kind of scene seriously at all.

Feeling the generation gap with these steady brothers and sisters, she ran out of the concert hall depressedly alone, and sat on the flower bed by the entrance in a daze.Looking at the long line at the door, the tension that I thought would be relieved became heavier and heavier.

Ahhh, the battle of "Look at the crowd more and maybe you'll get used to it" failed.

Just when she was downcast, a voice came from behind her.

"Maria, what are you doing in a place like this?"

Eto Toya, who has been used to hanging headphones around his neck since he was a child, is the only son of a member of the jury, and will watch every game on the spot.After coming and going, I became familiar with her.Of course, it was the other party who unilaterally "condescended" to make friends with her, because her piano sound was "barely acceptable" compared to other people's.

"Everyone says it's Jasmine, not Maria!" It's so annoying, I always mispronounce her name, is it on purpose?

"That's why you Japanese have a problem with the Roman pronunciation. Your name is Maria." Wei Teng, who had fully despised skills since he was a child, did not show any weakness, and immediately sprayed back.

"You are not Japanese yet! Japanese names should be pronounced the way Japanese are!"

"I'm an American." After seriously emphasizing his nationality, the boy with short dark red hair asked, "The competition is about to begin. What are you doing here? Aren't you going to prepare?"

When this matter was mentioned, her fighting spirit disappeared immediately, and she withered into a cabbage short of water.

"Huh? Scared? It's really useless. It's just a small game. There's nothing to be afraid of."

What, even though she is one year younger than her, she always looks so amazing.

It's not speculative, it's more than half a sentence, usually it's quite interesting to argue with him, but now she's so nervous that she really doesn't have the mood to argue with him here.

Returning to the preparation room anxiously, I found that there were two more people here.One of them had brilliant blond hair, which was combed back like an adult's even though he was still a child, and there was a white rose pretending to be stuck in his breast pocket.Judging by his attire, he should be a contestant in this competition.

"Ah, is this the youngest qualifier in this competition? Cute little sister, she must be very scared to perform on stage at such a young age?" He spoke in a strange tone, feeling like a stage actor , Every move is exaggerated and dramatic.

"It's amazing, how did you know?" The nervous she didn't get the sense of superiority in that person's words at all, but asked adoringly: "Then can you teach me a way to not be nervous?"

"Ah?" Apparently, she didn't expect her to react like this. The expression on the boy's face froze for a moment, and then, with bangs that didn't exist, he turned to the side gorgeously, and said, "You don't need to ask me about such trivial matters, Koma Branch, tell her."

"I am at your service, Mr. Uchida."

Another person beside him who had not spoken came forward.He is a boy who is older than everyone present, about 14 or 5 years old, with a staff sign hanging around his neck.The silver-white hair was curled and loose, like fluffy seaweed.Wearing a green hooded sweater and jeans, he looked youthful, hearty and lively.

"I am one of the volunteers for this competition, Nagito Komaeda. It is a great honor to serve you, Miss Kuroki."

"you know me?"

"Well, I know all the contestants in this competition. Everyone is so good. You can play such a beautiful piece of music at such a young age. I can't even think about it when I am about to enter high school."

He looked longingly at every player in the preparation room, some turned their heads in embarrassment, some puffed out their chests complacently, only Yuesen remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard at all.

"Hey, Komaeda, don't say unnecessary words." The blond boy with back hair Uchida snorted unhappily.

"Yes, respected Mr. Uchida." He bowed humbly and successfully made Uchida smile again.

"Do you feel nervous, Ms. Kuroki? I know a way to relax." Komaeda said to her with a healing smile: "I heard that writing the word 'person' on the palm of your hand, and then Swallow it, and no matter what kind of difficulties you face next, you won’t be afraid anymore. Do you want to try it? It’s definitely possible if it’s yours, because—”You are the seeds of hope.

His voice was getting smaller and smaller, and she didn't hear the last few words at all.

Not paying attention to these redundant details, according to what this Komaeda-kun said, after writing "person" in the palm of her hand, she swallowed it after silently saying "no fear, no fear".

"How is it? Has it worked?" Komaeda, who always spoke with a long string of honorifics, asked with a smile.

"It seems...it really works." She really didn't feel so scared anymore.

"Komaeda-kun is amazing!"

"It's all thanks to Mr. Uchida. If you want to thank him, you should thank him."

Although she didn't understand the logic of this sentence, she still thanked her very frankly.

Uchida's nose suddenly turned higher.

Completely relaxed, she ran back to sit next to Yuesen, and imitated him to take out her own violin, wipe and tune it, and add rosin to the bow.After trying to play a few tones, I sat and waited for the game to start.

According to the order of the lottery, Yuesen was the first to appear on stage, she was the second, and Uchida-kun seemed to be the third, but I don't remember the latter very clearly.

Yuesen's performance is very similar to the impression he gave her, calm, steady, precise and perfect.

Okay, okay, just a little too impersonal.

In her opinion, music is more interesting if it is more casual.After all, this is a free song selection competition, so it's a bit boring to play it as standard as a project song.Forget it, she turned the project song into a free song like her and hasn't been thrown out by the judges, probably the judges really love her.

With all kinds of strange and erratic thoughts, she stood in the center of the stage holding the piano.

The dry air-conditioning disappeared, and under the spotlight, the audience's expectant and scrutinizing eyes made her whole body heat up uncontrollably.

In the center of the spacious stage, she stands alone in it.

A little lonely, but more of a sense of exaltation.

She's going to play here and let her music be heard by the whole concert hall.

As soon as I think of this fact, the cowardice that makes my legs weak and the excitement overflowing from my chest begin to collide, my mind goes blank, as if thousands of words have gathered in my heart, and I must vent it out through something.

For the violinist, there will always be only one language.

That is music.

As long as she stands on the stage, it doesn't matter whether she is happy, pain, joy, or sorrow, whether she practices hard day and night, or her desire to convey to others——

Everything is told, conveyed, and answered with the sound of the piano in hand.

For a violinist, there has never been a more fulfilling moment than the present.

For her, this may be the happiest moment of her life so far.

Unfortunately, happiness is always short-lived.

No matter how long she wanted to stay in that place, the performance had to come to an end, had to end.

After finishing the last bar and the last sound, no matter how reluctant you are, you can only wait in vain for the lingering sound to completely dissipate in the air.

Huh?Is this piece so short?I want to keep playing, I want to keep listening...

Oops, I feel like crying.

The people on the stage were still staring at the ceiling in a daze, but the audience below the stage had completely fallen into madness.

There was a tsunami of cheers, and the momentary noise abruptly awakened her who was still immersed in the music.

She bowed in panic, and retreated backstage amidst everyone's admiration and applause.

Great, everyone seems to like her piano sound.

That's great.

"What, what is that, what—"

As soon as the door of the lounge was pushed open, the voices inside stopped abruptly.

She walked in strangely, and found that everyone was strangely silent, even avoiding eye contact with her.She sat back beside Yuesen for no reason, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, are you nervous?"

The blue-haired boy froze, and replied in a low tone: "It's okay."

"Hey Kuroki!" Uchida's blond hair, which was combed to the back of his head, fell out a few strands, and he didn't care about it at all.He suddenly rushed in front of her, his originally proud face became gloomy for some reason, distorted into a terrifying image of Yaksha.

"You said you only learned the piano for two years?" He said through gritted teeth.

"Yes... yes." She shrank her neck.

"Liar! You are definitely deceiving people! Two years! How could you pull out such a Paganini 24 in two years! You must be deceiving people!" Uchida gasped like a cow, pointing at her with eyes wide open, " This is impossible, absolutely impossible! Impossible..."

He kept repeating the word "impossible", and his dark eyes locked on the young girl, as if he was about to explode in the next second and do something unpredictable towards her.

She shook her head helplessly, stepping back step by step as the man kept approaching.

"I'm not lying, I really only studied for two years, really, please believe me..."

While defending weakly, he cast his eyes on others for help.However, everyone was indifferent to the situation in front of them, looking at her with a darkness that she couldn't understand at all.

"She is only 7 years old this year, so two years...should be true." Only Yuesen said a word for her, but that was all.

Regardless of Tsukimori's original intention in saying this sentence, it doesn't matter now.The fact that she really only took two years to reach the level of a professional performer completely stimulated Uchida, and broke the string of his reason.

Just when she retreated and sat down in the corner, the grim-looking boy raised his hand——

"Mr. Uchida, it's your turn—what are you doing?!" Komaeda, who just opened the door, rushed over immediately, pushed Uchida away, and protected her behind her.Uchida lost his footing and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing Komaeda Nagito?!" He roared angrily, "Why are you protecting her, this monster?!"

monster?who?her?

Is she a monster, why...

When she was young, she stared blankly at this elder brother who was obviously very kind just now, even though he had now turned into a terrifying appearance that she could no longer recognize.

"No one can do all this in two years, she must be lying! You think about it with your brains, think about the pain of practice, think about the difficulty of progress! Two years! Two years! This is not at all It's impossible!"

"That's what you said...it's impossible no matter how you think about it..." Another contestant, whose spirit had already been defeated, echoed tremblingly.He no longer has the courage to stand on the stage again, on the stage that this girl once stood on.

Impossible, that kind of music cannot be done by human beings!

"I also think..." "Is it impossible under normal circumstances?"

One by one, the contestants who were just a little shaken stood up one after another.

"Right?" Seeing that everyone started to respond to him, Uchida's expression became even crazier.He intensified, rather than condemning, he was brainwashing himself: "How could it be possible? There is definitely a problem! Yes, it must be! What is it, what is it?"

As if possessed by something, he paced around her, muttering to himself while staring at her with snake-like cold eyes.She shrank in the corner, biting her lips tightly and not daring to move.

"Ah! I see!" Uchida's eyes widened suddenly, and he opened his hands, like a beast devouring people.He growled with veins all over his face: "The devil! You must have made a deal with the devil!"

"Devil?" "How could it be..." "It's really scary, such a small child..."

"Think about it! Think about her performance on stage! Have you all seen it?" His eyes began to bloodshot, "So smooth, so thrilling! Is that the level that a 7-year-old child should have? ? I can see, yes, I can see the demon behind her, and it's helping her, helping her to deceive us all!"

Yes, it would make sense if there were demons to help.

It's not that her progress is fast, it's all due to the power of demons.

So it's not that we're not talented, it's not that we're bad, it's her that's wrong, it's her!

We are the ones who are oppressed!

"No...yes, no, I didn't..." She held her head and wept, unable to resist in front of several older children.

So terrible, so terrible, so terrible!

What's the matter, what's the matter with everyone?

Father, mother, teacher, Zheng Jun... help me, come help me!

However, the person she was waiting for at this moment did not appear here.His parents were still in the auditorium, and Akashi didn't come to the game because of family affairs.Therefore, the only one who can save her is the thin boy who is still standing in front of her.

This is a hearty and reliable person, so he will definitely——

Pop, pop, pop.

The silver-haired boy stood up slowly, smiled and applauded the farce in front of him.He opened his arms exaggeratedly, and sighed with emotion:

"It's great, it's great, you guys are so good!"

There was some chilling madness surging in that smile, and the people around here subconsciously retreated.

"Devil? Hahahahaha... As expected of a talented owner, he can imagine such a thing! It's so admirable!"

He laughed so hard that his whole body leaned back, and his body bent in an arc that was too soft.Just before everyone thought he was going to fall down completely, with the abrupt end of the laughter, the boy straightened up quickly, and suddenly approached Uchida, at a distance where the tip of his nose almost touched, he asked in an empty tone:

"Obviously you have such a talent, don't run away, face up to the difficulties!"

Uchida swallowed, and was stared at by those ice-like blue eyes without any emotion, and took another step back.

Komaeda let him go, and sighed after looking around for a week: "Forget it, you guys are nothing more than that, and your so-called talents are nothing more than this kind of thing."

Perhaps it was because of the distance that Uchida felt a little relieved, and that unwillingness and anger gave him courage again:

"You, what are you trying to say?"

"I, I came here as a volunteer to witness, to witness the sparks of hope and hope colliding. The moment when you play music on the stage and show each other your beauty is so dazzling. But, Under Miss Heimu's absolute light, you all gave up..."

He clutched his chest with a broken heart, and smiled mockingly: "But I understand, you are already 'working hard'. It's a pity, it's a ridiculous misunderstanding that hard work can breed success or something! You also understand now Right? Humans with value and those with no value have been clearly separated at the moment of birth. No matter how hard you try, you can’t become a human like her. Are you unwilling, are you in pain, do you want to cry, want to Kneel down and curse the gods? I understand, I understand."

"What do you know?" The filth in his heart was exposed, and Uchida became furious: "You don't know anything about music, what right do you have to make irresponsible remarks to us?!"

"Ah, you're right." Komaeda smiled self-deprecatingly, but his light blue eyes were cast with a heavy shadow, "I'm just a bad, vile, stupid scum, I can't do anything Useless wood, compared to those who have talent, is worth nothing. But—”

He changed the subject: "Aren't you the same as me? Hahahaha, admit it, your tiny talents are nothing in front of the truly radiant light of hope."

"What hope, what talent! She's nothing, she's a devil, a devil!" Uchida grabbed his hair violently and became hysterical.

"Not our fault, not us!"

Facing this scene, Komaeda became strangely indifferent, and even urged in distaste:

"Almost? You should also quickly recognize the reality, realize that you are nothing but useless scum like me in front of her, and if you recognize yourself, you should obediently be her stepping stone on the road to true hope! Not only So, I should feel honored to be qualified to be her stepping stone~"

There was silence for two seconds in the lounge.Then in the next second, the pupils of all the people around her burst into terrifying flames.

"How dare...you dare to underestimate us like this..."

"No, I didn't think about it that way, no..." She didn't think about it that way, what kind of stepping stones, what kind of hope, what kind of scum, she doesn't understand, she doesn't understand!What this big brother is talking about, she doesn't understand, really doesn't understand!She didn't think about it that way, really, believe her!

Uchida was so stimulated by Komaeda's words that he had a nervous breakdown. He looked around anxiously, and finally picked up his violin.

"Uchida-kun, please stop in moderation." Tsukimori, who had been watching coldly, also walked to her side, persuading her.

"Enough is enough? Ha, ha ha ha... How can you, Yue Sen, understand the feelings of ordinary people like us?! Every day, every day, we are forced to practice, and we have nothing to rely on to get to the present step by step! Not for Use it as a stepping stone for a demon like her!"

Yue Sen was stabbed by these words and fell silent.But he still persisted and stood in front of her.

"Komaeda, get out!"

"No matter how hard you struggle, you can't hide the real light of hope." He continued to expound his theory with an exaggerated aria, as if he hadn't noticed the danger approaching at all, and he was still unscrupulously releasing mocking malice: " Uchida-san, you are really ugly now."

"To shut up!"

bang——

With a loud noise, the beautiful violin fell apart in her eyes.

Some warm liquid splashed onto her face, and when she wiped it with her fingertips, it turned a shocking red.

The young man who was talking nonsense just now tilted his body and fell in front of her.

"Miss Kuroki," the blood-stained face smiled strangely, looking at her with bright eyes that scorched people, "You are the hope I have been pursuing, you will definitely not be...by this little..."

Before he finished speaking, the whole world suddenly started to roar.

The next day, the news of a magnitude 6 earthquake in Tokyo dominated the front pages of major newspapers. One person was killed and more than a hundred people were injured.Among them, the one who died was a 1-year-old boy W, who participated in a temporarily suspended music competition that day, and died because he was hit by falling lighting equipment and failed to rescue him.

In major music magazines, with the title "Paganini in the Heisei Era", the name of a 7-year-old violinist began to spread widely in the classical music circle.

However, this rising star, which was supposed to be rising, has never appeared in the public eye since then.

The author has something to say: Komaeda Nagito: From "Danwanronpa 2", it is a twisted hope chef.The special ability is lucky, but his luck is his own luck, but it will bring misfortune to those around him.

And, boy W is Uchida, he died.

Died before Jasmine's eyes.