Taking stock of healing the world and making the protagonist cry in depression

In the dark.

The teenager sits on a swing in the park.

A dream that belongs to him alone, a world that belongs to him alone.

“Yo, what’s going on?”

In the park, a black cat walks slowly.

“The competition is coming soon.”

“Hmm.”

The boy responded.

“Don’t be afraid.”

“Don’t care, don’t care.”

“Even if you are embarrassed and ridiculed, what does it matter?”

“It’s not abandoned.”

“You’re not Beethoven!”

“Needless to say, you’re certainly not Chopin either.”

“So… Who are you? ”

“Where are you?”

“Are you better prepared for the trip?”

……

The day of play is gradually approaching.

The boy listened to the recorded sound of the piano.

The repertoire I have chosen, after practice, has reached the point where I can not read the score.

However, play according to the score.

Does I exist?

Can I make Chopin’s music my own?

Where is my understanding?

The boy searched for it.

……

Regional competitions.

Showdown between football clubs.

The football minister Wataru, who was expected by everyone, has kicked the last goal.

“Not enough!”

A soccer ball that was bounced off the goal, accompanied by the last whistle.

It’s over.

The crying player, comforting the minister.

There was still a calm and handsome smile on his face.

“You’re so handsome!”

“What a missed opportunity to become a star!”

As he spoke, he smiled.

However, in the toilet that no one sees.

There are also teenagers who have collapsed.

“I have to wait until high school to become a superstar!”

“Damn… Damn it! Damn it! ”

“I won’t lose next time!”

……

In this way, the final contest of Wataraki’s junior high school era came to an end.

On the way home.

Teenagers and girls traveling together.

A teenager who is terrified because he sees a black cat.

It seemed to echo in my head.

“Where are you?”

……

In the park.

The boy told about the past.

“When I was younger, I used to have black cats.”

“As long as I don’t pay attention, it will steal my sugar.”

“Her name is Chelsea.”

“That day, as usual, I frolicked with Chelsea.”

“It scratched my hand.”

“My hands were red and the blood was bleeding all the time, which made me panic.”

“The next day, my mother threw it away.”

“The scars left by Chelsea remind me of my mother.”

“This kind of thing will be one of the few memories I have.”

“I just stood there silently, looking at the back of my mother, who had gone to abandon Chelsea.”

“Don’t want it, wait a minute.”

“Just say it, maybe things will change.”

“Since that day, I have lived in the shadow of my mother.”

“All of my body is the shadow of my mother.”

He said.

Calm, yet extremely sentimental.

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Kaoru looked at the calm public student.

Knew everything about him.

She thought for a moment.

But he has a completely different idea from the teenager.

“I like jealous sandwiches.”

“Moo brand milk also likes.”

The girl suddenly spoke, causing the public to look at her in great surprise.

“I surprisingly have a sweet tooth too.”

“I’m not very good at sports.”

“I feel inferior in front of Tsubaki.”

“I’m a little envious of Wataru, who is popular with others.”

“You’re not your mother’s shadow!”

“You’re who you are!”

“It’s not something ambiguous like you.”

“It doesn’t matter what you do.”

“It doesn’t matter what changes you make.”

“Anyway… You are who you are. ”

The girl said softly, with calm.

It has a comfortable feeling.

Suddenly, she jerked to her feet, as if announcing something.

“And we weren’t born in Europe!”

“You don’t have a weird hairstyle!”

“We’re not Chopin!”

“Your life is all about playing as best you can, just play sincerely!”

The girl said

The boy was thinking, and stretched out his right hand, looking at the tip of his right finger.

Do you play sincerely?

Suddenly, a soft palm came up.

Ten fingers touched, and the boy and girl faced each other again.

Looking at the girl in front of him, the boy’s cheeks were slightly red.

“When you’re feeling depressed, just hold your chin in your hands.”

“So that your hands will be happy to come in handy.”

She said.

Talking about the smile on his face when he tasted the food at the dessert shop.

“Big, rough hands.”

“It’s a pianist’s hand.”

“Look, that’s right.”

“Your hand is glad to touch me!”

“And can’t wait to play the piano!”

Look at the girl in front of you.

This moment.

Annoyance, confusion, pain….

Although the answer I got was so simple that it made people laugh.

However, here’s the answer.

The answer belongs between us.

……

“Yo! How’s it going? ”

Familiar in the dark.

The black cat reappeared.

“It’s okay.”

The young man said calmly, compared to before, he was no longer confused about playing the piano.

“Tomorrow… It’s a music competition, right? ”

“Can’t you still hear the piano?”

“Hmm.”

A black cat that is gentler than usual, and a teenager who responds.

“Are you alright?”

“Who knows.”

“But there’s a girl.”

“I seriously believe in the power of music.”

“It’s like a fool.”

“So, I’m going to try to believe it.”

The boy said.

“That’s not the answer, is it?”

“That’s right.”

The boy laughed.

“Hello, you’re ready.”

“That person will definitely come too.”

At this moment, it is no longer a mother.

And… Chelsea….