It's a short chapter. I got a little bit of time so I will release another chapter tomorrow.
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A few days after that,
Just-kun brought me home almost every day.
It seems that I have
never hesitated to wonder whether was he truly remembered the way from the
hotel to my house.
In the morning he does
the assignment at my father's laboratory and in the afternoon, he will come to
see me for no special reason.
Both of us just walking
around the city and talking about various things.
For me who speaks
unilaterally, Just-kun me does show any nasty face and he will keep accompany
me.
TL: For those who wonder,
unilaterally means one-sidedly.
School ends in the
morning because of summer vacation is near.
I am looking forward to
seeing him every day.
I did not talk about
the matter with Natta last week and I did not talk about Just-kun being careful
though, but the story never ends as I can excavate conversation from nothing.
One day, as Just-kun
came to the house, it started to rain.
"Wait, maybe you
better not go outside"
"Well, if it’s
okay, would you like to stay at home today?"
He gave me a promise
that he wants to stay with my family.
While watching the back
of Just-kun who take off his jacket and hang it on the wall, I carry the tea to
the table.
I tried to get the cake
out of the shelf, and I heard an interesting voice from Just-kun.
"Is it okay for me
to see it?"
An old wooden acoustic
guitar hanging on the wall.
He took it and grabbed
the neck with his left hand.
"Is this Ruche?"
"No, it’s Dad.
Just-kun, can you play the guitar?"
"A bit. It’s not
good,"
"Wow! Can you play
a little!"
With a hit from my
hands, Just-kun stood on a chair and started playing with a smile.
Flowing arpeggio.
Every single sound
resonates well compared to its old appearance.
From a calm melody
reminiscent of spring breeze, it changes to a gentle up tempo.
……Ah, I know this.
"Letter of the
Wind?"
"Yup"
Just-kun nodded.
There is no disturbance
in the performance.
Fazebru’s singer, Greez’s
[Letter of the Wind] is a famous song a long time ago, and there is also wind
sound record in my house.
He’s good at hitting
the guitar.
Something, like me too ……
just a little, is it fine?
“――Io、volo、al……”
I squirrel with the
performance.
When I turned to
Just-kun, he looks surprised.
When I signalled
"Continue" with my eyes, he hit the string again.
I sing according to the
sound he plays.
♪ Io volo
al luogo dove è Lei.
I miei sentimenti non cambiano anche se non è possibile a ritorno.
Io divengo un vento blu ed uno.
La melodia di Suo le mie ricordi sono cantate.
Io sarò anche capace incontrar La se fa così.
The vocal part is over
and it’s time for solo guitar.
The feeling of the
memory is conveyed to the wind as it will fly towards important person from faraway
place.
Ja, Ja, Jan. Striking
the chord three times, finish.
…..U, uwa~tsu. I sang
while I was in tune but it’s embarrassing.
"Wow, that is
amazing, Just-kun, you are amazing."
To hide my embarrassment,
I applauded exaggeratedly and praised the performance of Just-kun.
But it was true that he
was really good.
I have not lost to people
from my class either
After finishing the
performance Just-kun brought the guitar down on the bed.
My cheeks are flushing
for a while.
"Thank you, I was
wondering what to do if I was told that I'm bad"
"No, that's not
true, it’s very good"
"I was more
surprised, far more that Ru….”
Just-kun killed
himself. [TL: The talk…]
"I'm sorry, I
guess I'd be bothered to abandon a girl after all"
What? Even though
I thought that I was getting familiar with him.
It is tough to return
to the establishments again.
"How your friend
called, do you have a nickname?"
Nicknamed? Even if
I say, since my real name is short, my friends call me by my real name.
Natta calls me "Ru-chan",
but it is just a call by childhood friend, conversely it might be embarrassing.
"Well, friends are
also called by name ...."
Oh no, there was.
When I was small, I
only was by called Bella's sister, but the called named was shorter.
"There was
something like Ru though”
Since I entered the
primary school, I was ceased to be called by anyone.
I forgot the reason,
but I certainly feel like I said I hated it.
Then everyone began to
call by name.
"I like it, Ru. It's
cute."
Eh, cute?
"I do not want
it"
"U, un, I do not
want it!"
"I wish it would
be good, Ru. I think it's perfect for you."
Ru. I see.
U, un. Alright.
It sound pretty cute.
I was called with that
nickname. By a boy, Just-kun.
What shall I do, I am
very happy!
"I will return to the
story, but Ru is a good singer,"
"Ah, haha ... I,
I was still in a choral club during secondary school. When I listen to
music, I want to sing a song"
No way. I, I want
to fly.
"It was a very
beautiful singing voice. The atmosphere changes when you are singing."
"I was often told
that"
The voice at the time
of singing will become a little lower if I was being conscious.
I do not think that I
am so good at it, but I am delighted to be praised by him.
The cheek loosens
naturally.
Just-kun was also smiling.
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