Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Hey, Shirone! Didnt you say you finished your work? Why are you still here?

As he opened the door, Rian fanned his hands and coughed due to the dust.

Shirone just smiled.

Whats the meaning behind that expression? Something good happen?

Rian, show me around your house.

Huh? What?

Rians eyes swung wide open with shock.

He wanted to enter his familys house. Knowing Shirone, Rian was sure he wasnt kidding.

At that moment, Rian found a book lying next to Shirone.

You are done, arent you?

Yeah, theres nothing left for me to read. At least not in this library.

There was nothing more to read.

Even Rian, who stayed away from reading, seemed to understand how cool that sounded.

Really?

The sunlight that shone through the window seemed to be just for this moment.

Hahaha! Did you really? Youre a real piece of work, dude!

Rian congratulated Shirone as if sharing in his friends accomplishment.

Though, he did it as the aggressive swordsman he was, and due to that, Shirones eyes went in circles.

Ahh! Im dizzy!

Even after pushing him away, Rian watched Shirone turn in circles.

Hes an amazing guy!

He felt like he finally understood Shirone.

Knowing who Shirone was and despite his background and status, Rian was only thankful.

Honestly, I would have been quite upset if he had treated me as a Lords son.

Rian agreed without hesitation.

Good! If you want to come to my house, youre always welcome! My family isnt at home either!

It didnt really matter to him, but it was much better for Shirone.

After arriving at the mansion, Shirone was overwhelmed by the size of the building.

Its really big.

He could guess why ancient people built buildings to honor the glory of God.

Come on in.

However, Rian, who lived in said house, pushed the door open using his shoulder as if he were too lazy to even open the door.

Shirone asked with an uneasy look.

Rian, what if we get caught?

What are you so worried about? The library relocation work is done anyways, so youre not tied down by the contract. Besides, my family wont be back until the evening. Alright, alright, come on.

As they went up to the second floor, Shirones eyes were greeted by the countless rooms littering the hallway.

As they approached the very end of the corridor, Shirone saw the familys room.

Although there was no special decoration like a family crest, the interior was especially pink.

Instead of swords and shields, piano and unknown instruments were on display.

From the musical instruments littering the room, Shirone could tell It was the eldest daughters room.

The number of rooms were overflowing, so there would have been many options, but Rian decided on the last room.

Shirone felt like he had seen a side of the alienation Rian must feel despite being part of the family.

Well, here it is. This is my room.

As a passionate swordsman, wooden swords were piled up in the room and books related to swordsmanship were also visible on the bookshelf.

However, there were no professional books. Most of them were novels about myths.

I wanted to come here at least once!

Thought Shirone, as he considered Rian a friend.

Rooms were said to represent a persons character. And that saying was not incorrect.

He really has no interest in decorating at all!

For Rian, who was always covered in dust, this place seemed meaningless except for when he wanted to sleep.

The two chatted away because they had nothing to do. But when that got boring as well, they played a card game.

The game ended in just 30 minutes.

It was a complete defeat for Rian.

Shirone asked while sweeping the chips.

One more round?

Im not doing it! Damn it. Its a gamble based on luck anyways. I guess Im just unlucky.

Shirone spoke again while organizing the chips.

You have a habit of moving cards outside when the ace comes in. And the time you take to bet is different depending on whether you have a pair. Im guessing the reason why is because when you have a pair, youre taking the time to think of a strategy, but when you dont have a pair, you just give up. But if theres a time difference, it stands out. Just knowing those two things gives me the higher probability of winning.

Shirone, feeling somewhat relieved, sat down in front of the piano with much curiosity.

Now, from here, Do, Re, Mi

After hearing the most basic things, Shirone pressed the first chord, paying attention to her fingerings.

Baaam.

The sound that rippled through the heart.

Feeling the tension gradually dissipating, Shirone continued by connecting the sound with a second chord.

Reinas eyebrows rose.

Wow! You catch on quick! Despite this being your first time playing, your sight-reading is really good.

To play new music for the first time is called sight-reading.

Like how athletic ability was more important than emotions, the faster the thinking speed, the better.

Reinas compliment made him feel good, but he couldnt move himself to smile while looking at her eyes.

Shirone, who was staring at the keys, raised his head when something came to mind.

Im sorry, but

Yes?

Can you please play it again?

Even in their brief encounter, Reina discovered the unique temperament Shirone had.

He is an active child!

An average servant of the house would have spent their time currying favor with their masters, but Reina could tell Shirone wasnt like that.

Reina readily agreed.

Okay.

To say that artists were obsessed with talent is false. These were just words made up by fake artists.

Then Ill play properly this time.

What artists loved the most was passion.

Reina encored In the Dark.

Even to a non-professional Shirone, He could tell it was an extraordinary performance that was incomparable to the first.

Schema.

Her nervous system It was twice as sensitive as the average person. Shirone could tell she understood her body.

After her performance, Reina looked satisfied.

On the other hand, Shirone was lost in thought with a serious expression, even after the music was over.

Could I try again?

Hmm? Oh, sure.

Please understand even if its difficult to listen to.

Haha, of course. Its like that for everyone at first.

Shirone raised his hands gently over the keys.

As soon as he thought his posture was acceptable, Shirone quickly started playing.

Reina, who was listening to this unspecific music, bore an awkward smile.

However, as Shirone was midway through, she realized something.

Who is this child? What in the world is he trying to do?

All the notes were off. Completely wrong. But to her surprise

All the notes were similar.

It may not be called music, but it seemed to convey Shirones feelings.

Whatever hes playing, hes not doing it as a performance

Reina was correct. Shirone wasnt trying to perform, instead, he was in the process of going deeper in order to understand the concept of playing an instrument.

A little more!

Shirone focused even harder.

Take in the whole music sheet, analyze it with your head, and command your ten fingers.

Even in the midst of many different notes, the feeling was getting clearer.

More, more. I need to get closer.

As his concentration rose high, the Spirit Zone opened.

Im almost there.

Reina swallowed.

Pleasant chords mingled between the gritty dissonance.

Dun Dun Dun Dun!

At the moment when the score and the performance reached its climax, there was a thrill that shocked Reinas body to the core.

Shirone began an authentic cadence.

Its here!

Raising both his hands, Shirone hit the perfect 5th and then pressed upon the 1st interval with the greatest degree of passion

BAAMM!!

The harmony, which started 4 minutes ago, extinguished into seven notes, spreading an infinite, inexhaustible aftertaste.