Their restricted abilities are refreshed every week.

So this book ran to the bookshelf by itself and then ran back again?

Strange things have been happening a lot lately.

If a bull-headed man covered in muscles fell from the sky and said to him, "Everything you have in the future will be taken away by me, hehehe!" Baichuan Qing would not be surprised.

At best, just beat him to death with a stick.

Picking up the book, Shirakawa Haru prepared to run to the empty classroom next to the wind band to read it carefully.

——Because there would be someone playing the piano every half hour after school. Chopin, Beethoven, Debussy, and Dvorák had all taken turns.

After opening the window, the piano music coming in is the perfect choice of music for reading.

And the player's level is also very high.

As for who played the piano, Shirakawa Haru didn't care much.

As long as it sounds good, that’s all that matters. Why bother about so many other things?

Could he possibly grab the other person's neck and say, "Today I'm going to listen to Paganini! No? If not, then listen to mugwort!"

Impossible.

I walked into the empty classroom skillfully and closed the door. The soothing sound of piano flowing like water from next door also arrived as expected.

——The piece you’re playing today is Debussy’s “Girl with Flaxen Hair”?

Good Ting, good Ting.

Shirakawa Haru happily opened the book.

When the song was over, it was the usual break time for the performer next door - but when the piano sounded again, it was mixed with many discordant noises.

Shirakawa Haru slowly closed the book.

——The emotions in the piano music are too heavy.

And almost all of them are negative.

What happened in those two minutes?

he does not know.

But that doesn't matter for now.

Baichuan Qing only knew that he had listened to other people's performances for so long in vain, so he had to at least give something back.

For example - make the performer's mood change from gloomy to sunny after going out.

This is what Shirakawa Haru does the most, and it is also what he is best at.

So he closed the book and put it aside, then stood guarding the closed door, waiting for the piano music to stop.

In a few minutes, the moonlight next door, which had only finished playing one movement, stopped, and then Shirakawa Haru heard the sound of the door being turned open.

Hearing the door outside slowly closing, Shirakawa Haru also turned the door handle downwards.

But the person who appeared before him was unexpected.

With her eyebrows lowered, Shoko Toyokawa stood at the door of the brass band, and suddenly looked up when she heard the sound of the door opening.

"President...why are you here?"

Shirakawa Haru, who also did not expect that the performer was Teacher Daxiang, shattered all the condolences he had just prepared and swallowed them back.

——For Shoko Toyokawa, simple comfort can't do anything except increase the pressure.

——In my previous life, when I was sixteen, I would distort the care of others. I think sixteen-year-old Toyokawa Shoko would feel the same way.

"Because last semester, there was someone playing the piano here every day after school. It sounded beautiful, so I kept listening." Shirakawa Haru smiled and answered truthfully, "I didn't expect it was Toyokawa-san."

Toyokawa Shoko stood there, silent, only her pupils shrank slightly.

No one knows what she is thinking at this moment, perhaps not even herself.

She just stared at Shirakawa Haru.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that she realized her own gaffe and nodded to Shirakawa Haru: "It's my honor that the president thinks it sounds good."

——It’s just like a pot of frozen cactus.

Baichuan Qing complained in his heart.

Then, Xiangzi walked forward silently.

She had already said everything she wanted to say to Shirakawa Haru, and the rest could not be said in this situation.

——Some things can only be said in a candy house.

But Shirakawa Haru felt that he should say something.

So he spoke:

"Saki, if you have any trouble, please tell me."

Instead of using words like "ask for help" or "together", the choice was put in Xiangzi's hands.

It was just that she was given a choice.

A way out.

Then he saw the blue figure stop and his voice was as quiet as ever:

"it is good."

Toyokawa Shoko is gone.

"This guy is really...difficult to deal with."

After confirming that she had left, Baichuan Qing tutted in dissatisfaction: "When faced with difficulties, she doesn't speak up and endures the hardships. She has to bear it all alone to feel at ease. Is this woman the lead actor from some melodramatic drama at eight o'clock?"

Complaints are welcome, but we still have to help when we are busy.

Since Teacher Daxiang is unwilling to say, I'll do it myself.

Chapter 8 The sun will hang in the sky, and most people take it for granted

Walking into the activity room of the wind band, Shirakawa Haru looked around, confirmed that there were cameras in the room, and then walked to the window and looked at the visible area below.

The time has also been confirmed by myself.

The rest is easy.

——Go to the monitoring room and check the surveillance footage at that time just now to see whether Xiangzi was breached by the content on his phone or by what he saw outside.

If it was caused by the gaze from this window, then Shirakawa Haru only needed to call the surveillance on the other side.

If not, then that's the end of it.

——Shirakawa Haru is not so idle as to interfere in other people's lives no matter what.

I will help wherever I can, that's all.

I have too many regrets that cannot be made up for, so I don’t want others to regret what I did today in twenty years.

Shirakawa Haru thinks this is a very simple idea.

……

"You're welcome, sir."

Using his status as the guild president and a packet of black money, he captured the old man in the monitoring room and walked in easily.

After reviewing what he had just seen and the time, Shirakawa Haru began to operate the surveillance screen with ease.

——This operation was no different from the surveillance matrix that was set up at the doorstep of his home when he was a child, so Shirakawa Haru found the image he wanted in less than two minutes.

In the picture, Chihaya Aine was running with Takamatsu Touma, and they ran out of the campus.

That's it.

——Can this also break the defense?

Shirakawa Haru was puzzled - then, one of the two must be very important to Teacher Daxiang.

First of all, let's rule out Chihaya Aine. Even if she joined the student union, she would have met Shoko once in the morning at most.

——How could a stranger I met only once cause any emotional fluctuations?

Common sense tells you, of course not.

——But Shirakawa Haru didn’t expect that the credit for giving Chihaya Aine the business card was his.

So, it’s Takamatsu Tou.

The girl who came over and sat in front of me in the morning.

The extremely perceptive Shirakawa Haru took out his mobile phone, searched for "crychic", and saw a band account with only 6 followers.

When I clicked on it, I saw a group photo of the five members of the band.

The timid gray-haired girl stood in the center, looking at the camera; the vice president of the family stood next to the drum set, and seemed unaware that he was being photographed.

To the left, it seemed to be the daughter of the comedian Wakaba. Shirakawa Haru had met her father before, so they had met each other.

——It’s really, as exquisite as a doll.

To the right, is Shiina Maki, the brass band leader of Hinomori a few years ago?

Shirakawa Haru was shocked - how come you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are playing in a band? Isn't the title of the best orchestra in the country enough for you?!

Genius, die!

But upon closer inspection, something seemed wrong - Shiina Maki would not be wearing Hinomori's junior high school uniform, she only came here from high school.

Indeed... I heard she has a younger sister, who's her name?

What’s the name?

Baichuan Qing thought about it for a while but really couldn't remember.

As for the brown-haired girl who was right next to the camera at the end, was she the Nagasaki lady I met on the street?

This is not important.

——Please follow me first.

When crychic's followers reached "7", Shirakawa Haru started to wonder why Takamatsu Deng caused such huge fluctuations in Xiangzi's emotions.

Just a band...

Oh, he suddenly remembered that Aine told him in the morning that she also wanted to form a band.

Now everything is clear.

Shirakawa Haru suddenly realized and shouted in his heart:

I'm so awesome!

I see. No wonder my vice-president would have so many negative emotions but other than that, he did nothing.

——The victim can’t say anything just because his ex-wife, who had already been divorced, was taken away by a cow.

——She could only grit her teeth and swallow it.

But is this still considered a cow?

Baichuan Qing, who doesn't like minotaurs, turned off the surveillance and didn't understand.

But the reason was found out.

But how can this comfort him?

Run directly to Teacher Daxiang and say to her: "Be brave, Niu Niu, don't be afraid of difficulties!"?

It’s better to do less of this kind of operation that will increase your workload sharply...

I don’t understand!

Shirakawa Haru doesn't understand.

It's just a small matter of a band breaking up. Even if there is a cold war in the first few weeks, everyone can just get together at a table, have a meal, drink some wine, chat, and then lie down together in the evening to solve the problem.

In Shirakawa Haru's expectation, this should have been a more serious matter.

——For example, Xiangzi felt sad when he saw the band members who had to give up their band dreams and life because their family went bankrupt.