Zongman, a perfect life simulation

She took a few deep breaths, suppressed her inner restlessness, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

They are siblings and have no use for this box of things. Just throw it away to avoid any unnecessary thoughts!

Although she thought so, she didn't take any action.

After struggling for a while, she took out her phone to check the news to divert her attention.

Before my mind could react, my fingers skillfully opened an SNS homepage due to the habit accumulated over time, and a photo of the five-member band in the practice room suddenly caught my eye.

Her originally cheerful mood gradually became heavy, her eyes dimmed, and she sighed slightly.

Xiangzi...where is she now?

The band that had given her countless beautiful memories withered like cherry blossoms after its first live performance, and she didn't even understand why the band fell apart.

This matter has been weighing on my mind and I can't let it go.

She really wanted to find Xiangzi, ask her why she left, and find a way to persuade her to reorganize crychic.

The band hasn't disbanded yet, it's just that everyone suddenly stopped showing up. Now that Xiangzi is back, the others will definitely come back too!

However, since the day she left, she never saw Xiangzi again...

After thinking for a while in a depressed mood, she put away her phone.

She suddenly heard the sound of footsteps on the second floor. It should be Hanada Qi Yu coming out of the shower.

After thinking about it, she felt that she could go and help him blow dry his hair to improve their relationship a little and change his mood.

It must be very troublesome for a boy to take care of his hair so long on a daily basis.

She got up and went up the stairs to the second floor.

Hanada Qiyu's bedroom door was open, and bright light shone into the corridor.

She took two steps toward that direction, then suddenly felt something was not right, so she stopped again.

If I go over there now, what if Hanata Saki Ame is changing clothes?

If you see that kind of scene, both parties will be very embarrassed.

After waiting for two or three minutes, Nagasaki Suyo came over, walked to the bedroom door, and asked softly with a smile on her face.

"Excuse me, can I come in?"

As she spoke, she glanced around the bedroom.

There were a lot of things, but they were kept very tidy. The single bed was set far away from the door, the desk was next to the window with two computer screens on it, the wardrobe was opposite the single bed, and there was a dressing table next to it. In addition, there were many things that looked like souvenir collections, which were placed according to certain rules.

Hanada Qi Yu was sitting at the desk, wearing a set of white pajamas, and was using a towel to wring out the moisture from her long cherry-pink hair.

Before using a hair dryer to dry long hair, you must first wipe off obvious water stains, otherwise how long will it take?

"Please come in."

Hanadazaki Ame replied without even looking up.

Nagasaki Suyo then went in, came to Hanada Qi Yu, and asked in a soft voice.

"Want me to blow dry your hair?"

"Yes, thank you."

Hanadazakiyu nodded.

It is indeed troublesome to do all these things by himself. Sometimes he would just wash his body without washing his long hair.

Nagasaki Suyo took the towel and continued to wrap his hair, wringing out the water while chatting.

"Your hair is very good, but there are very few guys with long hair like you. Do you think it's cuter this way?"

"Not really. I just feel it suits me better. It's a strange hunch, with no basis whatsoever, but I always follow my feelings. I do what I feel I should do, and I can deal with other issues later."

Hanadazakiyu replied calmly.

Of course, long hair does make him look more delicate and cute.

"Do you want to take a shower? There's no change of clothes here. If you want to get pregnant, you'll have to make do with my clothes."

He asked this, but his clothes might not be enough. Nagasaki Suye was well-developed, with plump and round parts, and it was difficult to fit her with his clothes.

Nagasaki Suyo thought for a moment and then said.

"No, it's just for one night. I'll just wash it in the morning."

Her mother, Nozomi Nagasaki, planned to stay here tonight, so she had no choice but to stay. It was a little troublesome as she didn't have her daily necessities with her, so she simply didn't take a shower.

Thinking of the box of things in the pocket of her dark blue dress, Nagasaki Suyo couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

When her mother handed this to her, she had more than one box in her hands!

You don’t have to think about what you’ll do if you stay overnight tonight!

After chatting for a while and finishing wiping, she started to blow dry her hair with a hair dryer.

The cherry pink long hair exudes a refreshing fragrance under the hot wind, and the fragrance of the shampoo seems to be mixed with the body fragrance, and there are more indescribable wonderful scents that make people feel relaxed and happy.

While drying her hair with a hair dryer, she couldn't help but lean over slightly, put her nose close to her hair and take a deep sniff.

It has the fragrance of orchids, but the hot air from the hair dryer adds a little warmth, and the water that has not been drained after the bath adds a little dampness, which adds a hint of ambiguous temptation, making people's heart beat faster.

She didn't say anything, just chatted with him calmly.

It took about ten minutes to completely dry my hair.

Hanada Qi Yu gently stroked her smooth long hair and said to her.

"Thank you."

He usually braided his long cherry-pink hair into pigtails for convenience, but at this moment, his long, straight, silky-soft hair hung down quietly.

"You're welcome. Remember to blow-dry my hair next time!"

Nagasaki Suyo smiled and replied softly.

Doing this kind of caring work really makes her happy!

"Yes, I will, if I'm not busy."

Hanadazakiyu nodded.

"By the way, do you usually practice the violin at home? I heard that your playing level is incredibly high. Can I listen to it?"

Nagasaki Suyo had revisited the video sent by Yashio Ruyu many times and had always wanted to experience it live. Today happened to be the right day, so she just suggested it.

"Of course I can, but I don't usually practice. When I first started learning a few years ago, I would practice for two hours a day."

"Eh!? So little!?"

"The more you practice, the worse your playing becomes!"

……

Chapter 15: Encountering Xiangzi~

Many times, practice does make perfect, but more often this situation occurs.

A mistake repeated a thousand times becomes a more entrenched error that is more difficult to correct.

This is not a simple process of developing physical habits, but also requires thinking, analyzing the mistakes made last time, and working hard to correct them.

At this time, proper guidance from a teacher is very important.

However, Hanada Qiyu has a strong ability to correct himself. Even without a teacher, he can recognize his mistakes. It is enough for him to learn all the skills from the teacher.

The violin had been kept in the study next door, so Hanata Qi Yu took Nagasaki Suyo there.

As he walked out of the bedroom door, he suddenly turned around and said to Nagasaki Suyo who was following him.

"The study is very soundproof! I had it renovated."

"Oh……"

Nagasaki Suyo nodded, a little confused.

But when her hand accidentally touched the box in her dark blue dress, her expression froze.

Good sound insulation...no one can hear what you do inside...

Is this really okay?!

A faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and she pursed her lips slightly, just lowered her head and followed without saying anything.

However, after taking two steps, she suddenly turned around, looked towards the kitchen, gritted her teeth and clicked her tongue in annoyance.

It can soundproof both inside and outside!

He quickly followed Hanadazaki Yu and entered the study together, quickly closing the door. Only then did Nagasaki Suyo breathe a sigh of relief and relax a little.

Hanada Qiyu calmly picked up the violin case next to the large bookshelf, opened it, and took out a violin inside.

The violin body is reddish-brown, transparent and gorgeous, as if wrapped in a layer of amber, revealing the delicate wood texture underneath. The head is exquisite, and the four taut strings extend from the head to the bridge and then to the bottom. The overall shape is classical and gorgeous, exuding a hint of the breath of time.

Hanada Qiyu gently plucked the strings, and the clear and clean string sound echoed.

"What do you want to hear?"

he asked softly.

If he were to play by himself, he would naturally play whatever piece was most difficult.

For him, it's just a way to exercise finger sensitivity and relieve stress.

Many famous violin pieces flashed through Nagasaki Suyo's mind, and after a little thought, she asked.

"Is 'Love Salute' okay?"

"can."

Hanada Qiyu picked up the bow, placed the violin on his left shoulder, closed his eyes and let it brew for a moment. Then a melody as gentle as water floated out, soft and sweet, yet with a hint of sorrow.

Even though he was casually wearing pajamas and slippers, he still exuded an indescribable elegance when playing the violin.

The playing technique is not ornate or complex, but the melodious sound is full of emotion and delicate, as if whispering love words in your ear, making you imagine a church in May, roses, and the fragrance of flowers...

Nagasaki Suyo sat aside and listened carefully, a smile unconsciously appearing on the corner of her mouth.

It's really great... It would be even more perfect if there was a high-quality piano accompaniment...

That night, they talked a lot about music.

Hanada Qiyu's violin, which just turned 300 years old, reflects on the impact classical music faces in this era and the possibility of a violinist joining an ordinary orchestra...

From historical changes to ideological trends, the background colors of the times are gently touched by music, and they bloom with incomparably charming style.

Nagasaki Suyo had a rare feeling that learning music might not be such a bad thing.

……

The next day, Inaba High School.

Although it is a holiday, not all teachers and students will have a holiday. Some teachers are busy working on campus at this time.

As a key high school, Inaba High School has certain requirements for the admission rate, and attracting high-quality students is a must.

The school has also established a number of incentive systems in this regard, including special admissions, scholarships, and allowing more freedom in personal time arrangements.

In an office in a teaching building, Mafuyu Kirisu, dressed in a dark business suit, was explaining the scholarship rules and the possible scholarships that the student might receive to a student who came for consultation.

"The average level of this class of freshmen is very good. It seems that if Toyokawa doesn't slack off, he should be able to consistently rank in the top ten. The scholarship for this level is 50,000 yen, which will be awarded based on grades after the midterm and final exams. There are three semesters a year, which means a total of six awards, totaling 300,000 yen!

If you make significant progress and move up to the top three, your scholarship will be increased to 100,000 yen!"

"Kirisu-sensei, who's first?"

Toyokawa Shoko asked in a calm voice.

"The scholarship for first place is 240,000 yen, but don't put too much pressure on yourself, Toyokawa-san. You're already excellent. Others may have some weaknesses in certain subjects, but you're not weak in any of them. As for first place... I can only say you're a bit unlucky. The top student in this freshman class will be able to directly apply to the University of Tokyo and be admitted. Inaba High School hasn't seen many such geniuses in its history."

Kirisu Mafuyu said as tactfully as possible.