Chapter 295: Date with Ryoko [Part ]

People often say that time is like water in a sponge, you can always get some if you squeeze it.

But Watanabe Yu always felt that this sentence was biased.

For the vast majority of office workers, free time can always be squeezed in during the weekdays, but this is not the case for a full holiday.

But unfortunately, he is not an ‘office worker’ yet, but a ‘student’, a freshman at that, who does not need to attend Saturday classes.

Therefore, such biased words do not apply to him.

In short, as time moves forward again, the second-to-last week of work in February has finally come to an end. After a week of hard work, the first-year high school students of Chengnan Private High School have finally welcomed the last weekend of this semester.

“Remember to bring an umbrella. The weather forecast says it will rain today.”

Watanabe house, in the living room.

The neatly dressed Ayana Amamiya looked at Watanabe Yu and Hamabe Ryoko who were sitting on the sofa.

Today was the date they had agreed on a long time ago.

It’s a pity that she has to devote most of her time to Yuuna Company today, so she can only silently wish them a good time.

“hai~”

Hamabe Ryoko, who was sitting on the short sofa, raised her hand and responded in a very spirited manner.

For her, she had been looking forward to today’s date for more than a week.

Of course, it wasn’t that You had been dragging it out, it was just that they were both free until this Saturday.

——Because this is the last week of the semester, the second-year high school students also have a long-awaited weekend off.

In a sense, this can be considered a small sweet treat for the high school sophomores who are about to enter “hell”.

After all, when it comes to the college entrance examination season, it is considered very good for most students to have one day off a week, let alone two days off.

Going to school on Saturdays and attending private tutoring institutions on weekends is the true portrayal of most private high school students in the south of the city.

“Then, let’s go out later today. It will be very foggy, wet and cold if we go out now.”

While Amamiya Ayana explained patiently, she turned her head and looked at Hamabe Ryoko.

After confirming that she was not wearing a short skirt but long pants, she felt relieved.

Wearing a short skirt in this weather will still make you feel cold even if you are wearing thick stockings. There is no need to lay hidden dangers for the future just for a little bit of “beauty”.

“Ah.”

Watanabe Yu nodded honestly, but didn’t say “This is what we originally planned.”

However, he felt more and more that Ayana was getting closer to Ryoko.

Normally, it was Ryoko who would tell them like this.

The occasional role reversal is quite interesting.

“Well, I’m going out now. See you tonight!”

“See you tonight!”

“See you tonight!”

After waving to the two of them, Amamiya Ayana walked to the entrance, changed her shoes, and then quickly walked out of the house.

Her aunt was already waiting for her outside.

Starting from last week, every weekend, as long as her aunt is free, she will accompany her to the company.

At first, she thought her aunt wanted to check the accounts or something, so she specifically told the finance department that if the latter wanted to check, she could just let them do it.

As a result, after lunch one day, Watanabe Akie took the initiative to mention the matter and explained her position.

I wasn’t here to check the accounts at all, I just wanted to accompany her.

That’s when it started.

She was suddenly looking forward to going to work on Saturday.

pat.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Hamabe Ryoko stretched lazily, then hugged the pillow, changed her posture, and lay down on the short sofa with a lazy look on her face.

It’s not that she stayed in bed for no reason, but she really didn’t get enough rest last night.

Although they didn’t stay up until three or four in the morning as usual, they did stay up all night and came several times.

This directly resulted in her still feeling a little sleepy when she woke up in the morning.

Even this morning when she went out to exercise with You, she was yawning all the time.

The reason why she was so energetic when responding to Ayana was that she didn’t want to be noticed by the other party. Otherwise, when they were alone, Ayana would tease her again.

But in this regard, she has always been not good at speaking, and her face would always turn red when she was teased by the latter.

“Are you planning on sleeping a little longer?”

Watanabe Yu picked up the TV remote control and asked.

As the instigator, he knew very well why Ryoko didn’t wake up.

But to be honest, the [Physical Fitness (Advanced)] given by Lao Tong is indeed abnormal.

His current physical fitness is like that of a family of real athletes with twenty-seven generations of accumulation. There is no effort at all, let alone so-called sweat; it’s all talent.

“Ah.”

Hamabe Ryoko responded softly and closed her eyes.

The lights in the living room emit a warm brown light, and the continuously operating floor heating also continuously supplies heat, making the room cozy.

In addition to the fact that she had just eaten and took a shower 40 minutes ago, she was feeling sleepy again.

It is no exaggeration to say that her eyelids have started to droop.

“Then you can sleep for a while. We can go out when you wake up. There’s no rush anyway, right?”

Watanabe Yu turned on the TV and changed the channel to the one that always played documentaries in the past.

It must be said that the documentary is as hypnotic as math and English classes.

Quite a sleep aid.jpg
“If I’m not awake by ten o’clock, please wake me up.”

After saying this, Hamabe Ryoko yawned loudly and her eyes gradually became sleepy.

“Ah.”

Watanabe Yu stood up, went to the guest room on the first floor, took out a blanket, and covered Ryoko with it.

Although the indoor temperature is not cold, you still have to cover yourself with a blanket when necessary. Otherwise, if you catch a cold, it would be a waste of time.

But to be honest, Ryoko’s skill in falling asleep quickly is enough to be envied by most insomnia patients.

After sitting back on the sofa, listening to the broadcast tone in the documentary, Watanabe Yu took out his mobile phone and opened the chat with Xiao Yuki.

Last night Xiao Yuki asked him a question.

But he was already resting at that time. He saw it when he woke up in the morning, but he hadn’t thought about how to reply, so he could only reply now.

Xiao Yuki’s question is

——How to ensure that you can immerse yourself in the emotions of the song while not getting too caught up in it when singing.

[To be honest, I don’t have any skills. The only thing I feel is to distinguish myself when I am singing from my usual self. In this way, when the song ends, I can quickly switch from being a singer to my usual student identity.]

This was the most effective way he could think of.

This is also the method he always uses when recording songs.

But you have to see.

If he is deeply involved in the song he is singing, it will take him some time to come out of the emotion of the song.

I can’t finish singing one second and then laugh and go back to my normal state the next.

In his opinion, in order to switch freely like this, one must have both the strength and mentality.

Perhaps the most famous and experienced singer of a certain era can achieve it.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but shook his head.

In short, he is not at this level now.

Just when he wanted to put down his phone and take a nap, his phone suddenly vibrated twice. It was only 8 o’clock in the morning, and for most students who did not have to go to class, they should still be sleeping soundly in bed.

Picking up the phone, he looked at the chat interface between himself and Xiao Yuki again.

New news has come back.

[I feel like I may not be able to use this method]

After reading this sentence in a low voice, Watanabe Yu couldn’t help rubbing his nose and then rethought his wording.

Facts have once again proved that people who are good at mathematics are not necessarily good at teaching mathematics.

[Then I have no other solution for now.]

After thinking about it, he typed out this line of text and replied.

He can’t say, distinguish between the “id” and the “ego”, use the former or the latter to substitute the emotion, and the other one acts as a bystander, and then after the performance, the bystander directly replaces the “substitute”.

With this explanation, the concept will undoubtedly become more abstract and more difficult to understand.

【Okay (Cat crying.gif)】

The next second, Xiao Yuki’s answer came as expected.

[I mean, why bother with this? If you can’t get out of the emotions in the song so quickly, there’s nothing you can do about it. It’s better to say that this is good. At least the more serious you are and the deeper you get into the song, the better the song will feel.]

There was a hint of emotion in Watanabe Yu’s eyes.

Even the most unprofessional listeners can tell whether a song is infectious or not.

This is why most fans prefer the live version of a song.

Not only will there be various temporary adaptations and changes of tone, but there will also be different emotional progressions.

And, the evolution of the singer himself!

It may be an improvement in singing skills, or it may be the in-depth development of one’s own functions. Either way, it will give people a sense of freshness.

Just like JJ’s concert version of The Mermaid, Jay’s concert version of Stranded, etc…

These versions are all very impressive.

【real? 】

【The bag is real! 】

[Okay, that’s good. I’ll go practice first.]

【it is good】

Putting away his phone, Watanabe Yu glanced at Hamabe Ryoko who had fallen asleep, then stood up and went to the study.

Yesterday, Ichiro Kitano was still asking him when the new book would be available.

His answer was that he was still thinking about it.

Yes, he knew that Beichen Ichiro was just asking casually.

Two books a year is quite remarkable for any real-world author, not to mention such high quality.

Even if he doesn’t publish a book this whole year, his performance would be more than enough if spread out evenly.

Of course, he definitely wouldn’t do that.

However, even if he writes it, it will definitely be after August before he can publish it.

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Hayakawa’s house, outside the recording studio.

“Did you get the answer?”

Naoko Hayakawa, wearing pajamas, looked at her daughter sitting in front of the piano and had some hallucinations for a moment.

Once upon a time, she practiced like this day after day, starting with the piano, ending with the violin, and then moving on to vocal music and singing practice.

That time was truly unforgettable.

Even though she really liked music, she did feel a little “bored” after the intense practice.

“Got.”

Yuki Hayakawa closed her eyes and adjusted her mood.

During this period of time, she has been playing the song “The Clock in the Opposite Direction”. The more she plays this song, the more she is immersed in her emotions and cannot get out of it.

Then inexplicably, she would think of You’s words.

Even if you play “The Clock Turns Back” ten thousand times, you can’t go back to the past.

So, what about 20,000 times?

Yes, she knew very well that no matter how many times she played it, time would pass by quickly and would never go back, but she would think of this sentence uncontrollably, and then think that if everything could start over again, many things would be different.

And it was precisely because of this idea that she became more and more obsessed with “The Clock in the Other Side”.

The emotions were becoming more and more full, but every time she finished playing, the feeling of loss in her heart became more and more severe.

“Do you think it’s working?”

There was a hint of worry in Naoko Hayakawa’s eyes.

It is true that she likes “The Clock in the Other Side”, but she knows even more clearly that people with regrets in their hearts will be more easily addicted the more they listen to this melody.

“I do not know.”

Yuki Hayakawa told a little lie.

Yu’s response to her was not to solve the problem, but to tell her not to resist and just immerse herself in it.

“Actually, sometimes…”

Naoko Hayakawa opened her mouth, but ultimately did not say the words.

In her opinion, her daughter was still struggling with the matter concerning Watanabe.

But in fact, if you think it through, there is no need to worry about this kind of thing.

Of course, she couldn’t say this out loud.

If you were to say it, the result would be obvious.

Yuki would definitely get angry and then go into the cold war with her.

“I had a dream last night. A terrible dream.”

Yuki Hayakawa opened her eyes and gently stroked the black and white keys.

That dream had nothing to do with Yu, Ayana, Ryoko, and the others; it was about her past.

“Is it what happened at that time?”

Upon hearing this, Naoko Hayakawa reacted immediately.

She was overthinking it. Her daughter was not worried about Watanabe at all, but was worried about what happened in junior high school.

However, if it was that matter, she would rather her daughter worry about the former.

Because at that time, although I did protect my daughter, I didn’t do my best.

It seemed that Yuki was prevented from being bullied continuously, but in fact the problem was not solved at all. Yuki was still isolated secretly.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but clench her hands until her fingertips turned white.

Thinking about it now, she could have done better then.

“Yes.”

Yuki Hayakawa’s voice was very soft.

Before, she thought she had forgotten those things.

Now it seems that she didn’t actually forget, she just chose not to recall those things.

She is far from truly letting go, and she cannot really let go.

Unless she could go back to the past and slap the person who bullied her hard so that the latter’s eyes would be clear, otherwise, there would always be a thorn in her heart.

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