I'm really not Kamen Rider

Chapter 105: Living Towards Death (Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day are approaching, I have been working overtime these days, it is a bit difficult to cope with)
Tokyo, Shinjuku Ward.

Even though he was still in the car and had just arrived here, Tiandao could already hear the melodious piano sounds coming from the theater.

Like a clear spring falling from a high mountain, the sound of the piano is clear and melodious, like the wind in an empty valley, bringing the mystery of a deep place.

Tiandao sighed, closed the car door, stared at the small theater, and felt a little regretful for a moment.

She asked you to come and you came? Heavenly Dao, how can your will be so unsteady? Even if she wanted to frame you, what can she do? The innocent will be innocent!

This was the thought that had been circulating in Tiandao's mind since yesterday, and now, this thought still existed, but he was still standing here.

It was as if the brain could no longer control the body and the body started moving on its own, and Tiandao himself didn't understand why.

Maybe... probably... it's because I was kicked out of the house early in the morning and had nowhere to go?

But no matter what, since he was already here, Tiandao had no intention of leaving. Instead, he pushed open the door of the theater, and what caught his eyes was an empty auditorium.

The concert should have been packed, but no one showed up. At first glance, there was nothing else except the black sound playing on the stage.

The sound of the piano is still there, the beautiful music is still the same, even if there is no one present, but she is still performing.

Tiandao stared at the girl for a moment. She seemed to have merged with the black piano. Did she know that no one cared about her performance?

Or maybe no one cares about this, and she herself doesn't care either.

He did not make any noise to disturb her performance, nor did he make any sound to disrupt the smooth flow of the music. Instead, he found a seat nearby and sat down, listening and waiting.

The melodious piano sound did not change at all, but it seemed that because of the addition of one more person, the girl's mood had changed a little. The originally empty piano, at this moment, carried some different emotions.

But... this strange emotion made Tiandao, who was listening, frown involuntarily.

As the last note fell, the remaining piano sound echoed endlessly, lasting for a long time in this empty theater.

Tiandao stood up.

The girl stood up.

Although there is a distance between them, they are very clear about each other's identity. Even though they are just a tiny black dot in each other's eyes, they know who the other person is.

"how?"

It was a voice full of expectation, craving for an answer from the only person present.

"The music at the beginning is very nice, like the wind in the empty valley, or the clear water flowing down from the mountains. No matter what, I have no fault with it." Tiandao said, "But, the music at the end..."

"It performed exceptionally well when no one was around, but with me around, it started to feel a bit more deadly."

"I have almost no musical attainments, but I can tell that your last verse sounds like a funeral song."

"Funeral music?" The girl's lips curled up slightly: "You can really hear it."

"At your age, you shouldn't have such emotions in your music." Tiandao walked forward and began to approach the other party: "Ms. Kuroda Hikaru, is there something on your mind?"

"Yes," she said, "I have been wondering since yesterday what your song of life is."

"I'm curious."

There was an amazing brilliance in her eyes. The death that she had seen everywhere in her life had made her seem exceptionally calm, but she didn't know what that thing that could be called life was.

"I can't play the piano." Tiandao stood in the first row of the stage, looking up at Kuroda Hikaru: "I never could."

"But I can hum it for you." Having said that, Tiandao didn't wait for Kuroda Hikaru's answer, but started humming on his own.

"Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast..."

Although it seemed a bit strange for a grown-up to still be singing nursery rhymes, Tiandao looked calm and didn't feel anything about it.

At worst, I could just treat this woman in front of me as my own daughter or niece, and just pretend I was singing this song to lull her to sleep...

"Very interesting." After Tiandao finished singing, Kuroda Guang gave this comment: "Then do you know what song I played just now?"

"I don't know." Tiandao answered honestly.

"Chopin's Revolutionary Etude was created out of Chopin's inner grief and indignation after the failure of the Warsaw Revolution."

"The whole piece is passionate and indignant, deeply reflecting Chopin's mood after the fall of Warsaw and the failure of the uprising. The inspiring melody expresses the cry and struggle of the Polish people."

Kuroda Hikaru introduced the origin of the song she played to Tiandao as if he knew it by heart.

"Don't tell me that." Tiandao waved his hand: "I don't care if it's Chopin's etude or Chopin's nocturne, I don't understand." "I don't have that kind of artistic talent."

"Really?" Kuroda Hikaru didn't mind, but continued: "Well, can you hum it again? Your song of life."

“I want to try to play it.”

There is nothing wrong with it. It's just a nursery rhyme after all. As a talented musical girl who has risen to fame, wouldn't it be easy for Kuroda Hikaru to slightly adapt the nursery rhyme and play it on the piano?
Tiandao really thinks so.

But when he sang it over and over again, he started to feel something was wrong.

Especially when Kuroda Hikaru sat in front of the piano, pondered for a moment and then began to play, that strange feeling filled his heart.

A nursery rhyme doesn’t take long, and Kuroda Hikaru finished playing it quickly. With her hands on the keys, she turned her head and looked at Tiandao expectantly.

"How about it?"

"It sounds like two tigers fighting for food." Tiandao gave his own sharp comment: "It feels like they both died in the end."

"Is that so?" Kuroda Hikaru was not discouraged, but changed his way of playing and continued playing it again.

"This one is good. This one is better than the previous one." Tiandao gave his evaluation again: "It sounds like two tigers lying under a tree and begging for their lives."

"It seems he died of starvation."

Kuroda Hikaru: …

After a brief preparation, Kuroda Mitsuru closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then pointed again.

The song is over.

Tian Dao: "It's like a tiger biting off the tail of another tiger, and the other tiger biting off the ear of this tiger, and then the two tigers acted like good brothers."

Kuroda Hikaru: …

Although his face looked a little grumpy, Kuroda Hikaru still did not get angry. After all, music is something that needs people to evaluate it.

After playing another song, Kuroda Hikaru was still waiting for Tiandao's evaluation.

"This time the two tigers really became good friends."

Tiandao gave his own answer, and this rather positive answer made Kuroda Mitsuru raise his head, appearing a little proud.

"It's like good friends who go to hell together."

But the following words shattered Kuroda Hikaru's pride before it could even emerge.

"Are you really a talented music girl?" Tiandao looked Kuroda Hikaru up and down: "It's just a nursery rhyme."

"Really?" Kuroda Hikaru tucked up the hair beside his ears: "Maybe it's because there is no life in my music."

A fallen leaf floated down from the window, fell in front of the two of them, and landed at their feet.

Although it is spring, the season when everything comes back to life, these emerald green leaves have turned into dead leaves and fallen off, about to meet their death too early.

"You..." Tiandao picked up the leaf: "What happened?"

"Before, when the unknown life forms hadn't spread everywhere, there were a lot of people here." Kuroda Hikaru cast his eyes across the entire venue. "But now, everyone is afraid of becoming the target of the unknown life forms, so this place has gone from being packed to being like this now."

"Isn't the theme of the world now death?" Kuroda Hikaru stroked the piano keys: "Such death appears in front of everyone."

"J."

Tiandao was silent, looking at the figure of Kuroda Hikaru.

"Do you have any relatives or friends who died at the hands of unidentified life forms?"

"No." Kuroda Hikaru answered truthfully: "In just half a year, more than a thousand people died. Now everyone is facing death, which may come at any time."

"I don't know what your life song is," Kuroda said. "I've been to many funerals and witnessed many deaths."

"I know how to die."

“I don’t know what to do for a living.”

(End of this chapter)