My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

Upon hearing this, Hirasawa Shinbu immediately understood what was going on.

He patted Kurose Izumi on the shoulder and said, "Is that so? Don't think too much about it."

"Okay, don't worry about me."

"You're not convincing at all..."

During their conversation, the two each chose a set meal and sat down at the seats that Tsuda had chosen.

"Hello, senior, it's nice to meet you again!"

Looking at the melancholy-looking Izumi Kurose, Tsuda Yoshi hesitated for a long time before choosing to greet him in a normal manner.

"Hello." Kurose Izumi nodded slightly, forcing a smile that wasn't too bad.

"..."

Hirasawa Shinbu watched and sighed softly to himself.

Heartbreak is terrifying, isn't it?

This made him inevitably start to fantasize about what would happen if he and Tsuda Yoshi argued and their relationship broke down.

Will she end up like Izumi Kurose?

...Perhaps, it might even be too much?

After Kurose Izumi finished greeting him, Tsuda Yoshiichi was at a loss for words.

So she turned her gaze to Hirasawa Shinbu, as if asking for help.

Seeing this, Hirasawa Shinbu nodded slightly and said, "Let's eat first, it won't be good if the food gets cold."

After this, the three bowed and began to eat, which eased the tense atmosphere.

During the meal, the three of them remained silent and did not speak to each other.

Tsuda Yoshi would occasionally raise her little head to look at Kurose Izumi, and then at Hirasawa Masato.

Occasionally, their eyes would meet.

At this point, she would always quickly look away or lower her head.

Hirasawa Mabu smiled slightly at this.

After lunch, and after wasting some more time together, the bell rang to signal the start of the first class in the afternoon.

Today is Friday, and the first class is music.

Therefore, the two did not return to the classroom, but went directly to the music classroom.

On the way to the classroom, Izumi Kurose casually asked, "What instrument are we learning this time?"

Hirasawa Shinbu recalled as he spoke, "If I remember correctly... it was a violin."

"The violin..."

"What, are you interested? Or are you saying you can do it?"

"No, I was just saying it offhand..."

After exchanging a few words, the two entered the music classroom.

But when it came time to return to her seat, Izumi Kurose suddenly hesitated.

There is no other reason.

If you're having class in a classroom, it's fine, as the desks are separated by an aisle, allowing people to pass through freely.

But if it's a music class, the seats will be next to each other.

Hirasawa Mabu glanced at Kurose Izumi, who had stopped, and immediately understood what he was thinking.

"Quan, let me help you switch seats with someone else."

"...Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

Fortunately, Hirasawa Masato's deskmate was a very easy-going girl. He simply mentioned wanting to change seats, and she readily agreed.

After the negotiation was completed, the two sat down in their seats, and the music teacher walked in from the classroom door at the opportune moment.

The teacher is the same music teacher who taught piano before.

He plays many musical instruments and has been interested in music theory since he was a child. It is said that he started learning music as early as he can remember!

"Class, shall we begin?"

The music teacher held a light wood violin in her hand, her face adorned with a warm and welcoming smile.

There aren't actually that many techniques involved in playing the violin; it's all about practice.

Therefore, the music teacher only taught the basics—the hand position for holding the violin.

This is related to the violin's tone; if it's not right, it will sound like sawing wood.

After the music teacher demonstrated a standard bow-holding hand position, he said, "Students, watch my bow-holding hand position and follow my lead."

"Good~"

Everyone responded in unison, then opened the violin cases in front of them and began to imitate the music teacher's hand gestures.

After the music teacher made a round of inspections, he put down the piano and corrected the incorrect hand gestures one by one.

When he saw Shiraishi Chiren, he couldn't help but feel amazed.

It's perfect.

It's as if the violin was made just for Shiraishi Chire!

Her cool, slightly melancholic aura made her stand out like a spotlight, drawing everyone's attention and making it impossible to look away.

She lowered her head slightly, placed the bow on the strings, and her posture was perfectly standard and elegant.

"Shiraishi-kun, you're very good at the violin."

After a moment of reflection, the music teacher suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, would you like to go up and play a piece?"

Shiraishi Chiren raised her head, glanced at him, and seemed to be deep in thought.

After a long pause, she nodded gently and agreed.

So the music teacher nodded, turned around and went back to the front of the class, clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, put down your violins for now, and let Shiraishi play a piece to demonstrate for the class."

After he finished speaking, everyone put their violins back into their cases and put them away.

"The class monitor can also play the violin?" Hirasawa Shinbu asked in a low voice.

"She...she plays many instruments, right?" Kurose Izumi looked at Shiraishi Chire in front of her, her heart churning with emotion.

Under everyone's gaze, Shiraishi Chiren closed her eyes, gracefully rested the violin on her shoulder, and held the bow against the strings.

The moment she started the prelude, a poignant and sorrowful melody immediately filled the vast music classroom.

""Mystery of Love"......"

Kurose Izumi recited the name of the piece in a daze, her gaze fixed on Shiraishi Chiren in front of her.

At this moment, even though he didn't want to face Shiraishi Chiren again, his mind was captivated by her holy and elegant demeanor.

The piece she played with her eyes closed was pure and unadulterated, conveying only sorrow, unrequited love, regret, and loneliness.

Kurose Izumi truly understood what Shiraishi Chiren was trying to express.

So he just stared blankly, feeling an indescribable emptiness in his heart.

The mournful notes filled the classroom, stirring everyone's emotions and deeply touching their hearts.

In a daze, a regretful and sorrowful memory appeared in their minds.

They skimmed through the memory, only to find themselves inevitably thinking about their own experiences and regrets.

Everyone has experienced regrets and losses in their emotional lives.

Love, family ties, and even friendship—all these transform into sharp blades at this moment, piercing the heart.

An invisible blade has pierced the hearts of everyone, leaving an inescapable void and desolation.

Shiraishi Chiren gently pulled the bowstring, her closed eyes filled with sorrow.

The notes she was playing filled her ears, and scenes with Izumi Kurose flashed through her mind.

Meeting, getting to know each other, falling in love, parting...

Layer upon layer of stages, layer upon layer of memories, are extracted like peeling away layers of an onion.

A tear rolled down her cheek, but no one was there to wipe it away for her.

This tear goes unseen by anyone.

……

After the song ended, the classroom remained silent for a long time, and no one could recover from the shock.

Everyone was awestruck by the luminous performance and captivated by this poignant spectacle.

Shiraishi Chiren put down her violin, slowly opened her eyes, and a trace of sadness still lingered in her cold and aloof gaze.

She silently bowed slightly to everyone before slowly walking back to her seat.

"Qian Lian..."

It wasn't until much later, when the music teacher asked everyone to set up their instruments again, that Ryūno Nagi finally came to her senses, her sticky lips moving as she softly called out.

—Call me by your name.

"Quan, Quan?"

Suddenly, a cacophony of noise filled Kurose Izumi's ears, and the frozen scene before her eyes shifted.

Only then did he realize that Shiraishi Chiren was no longer ahead, and Hirasawa Shinbu beside him was calling his name.

"spring?!"

They called his name again and again, their voices filled with anxiety.

Upon hearing this call, Kurose Izumi suddenly felt a darkness before her eyes, followed by a feeling of weakness in her body.

He became disoriented and fell forward uncontrollably!