Chapter 2 two

I love my creed from the bottom of my heart. But because of that, I'm stuck in the present after school.There are two sheets of paper on the table.One piece of paper was written with the title "My feelings after one month of enrollment and my future ambitions", and the other was a blank piece of paper.It shouldn't be a problem for a freshman to write two pages about their aspirations—the guidance department's gentle efforts are really worth thanking. Since this is homework, I finished it at home yesterday.I can't remember what I wrote, but I did.That being the case, why did I have to stay after school to face this thought-provoking topic again?This can indeed be regarded as an amazing mystery, but if you want to sum it up in one word, it is actually "Teacher, I forgot to bring my homework."

Not to mention the two sheets of paper given by the teacher, I swiped my pen and didn't even write three lines.Satoshi sneered and said: "That's right, after all, he is Houtarou who 'doesn't do superfluous things'. Speaking of ambition, you must have a headache, right? But let me tell you, that kind of thing is just a few perfunctory strokes, isn't it? Alright." If you don't understand, pretend to understand.I held the mechanical pencil between my fingers, and retorted as I twirled it: "It was perfunctory, last night." "Then why is it so hard for the second time?"

"Just because it's the second time." Satoshi frowned in surprise. I turned the pen between my fingers.No, I want to turn around.Stuck by his finger, the mechanical pencil spun violently past Satoshi's face, and finally flew to a corner of the classroom.I calmly left the seat, walked over to pick up the pen, and returned to my seat as if nothing had happened.Satoshi, who didn't know what to do, changed back to that calm expression. "Where is it difficult to write the second time?" "The first pass can indeed be made up. But when I write the second pass, I always follow the mold of the first pass intentionally or unintentionally. As a result, I can't write casually for the second pass."

I spent some time yesterday, and finally compiled a fairly readable "ideal".It is more difficult to forget it completely and start from scratch.I don't know why Satoshi was so happy, he smiled exaggeratedly: "Hahaha...I get it roughly. Then just think about what you wrote yesterday." "But, just because I wrote it casually, I can't remember it." After saying that, I tapped the table with the end of the mechanical pencil.Satoshi shrugged and ended the conversation. April is about to pass.Although school is over, it is not too late.Besides me, there were several other people in the classroom, and they seemed to be chatting enthusiastically about some boring topic.It has been raining continuously for two or three days outside the window.According to the weather forecast, the rain will become heavier in the evening and into the night.Although this is not the reason, I still want to go home early.

Satoshi was sitting at the corner of the table, constantly peeking at the movements of my hands.He swung the handbag that was always with him around and put it on his shoulder. "It seems that the project is still very large, do you still want to go to the club?" Hearing the word community, I couldn't help frowning. Needless to say, one conclusion follows naturally from my creed: I have absolutely no interest in joining a society.I pursue a leisurely high school life, so I don't need to go to that kind of energetic place. However, a letter disrupted my plans.The letter was sent from Benares, India, and it said "Join the Ancient Books Research Society".Because of a little bit of bad luck and misreading, now, I followed that instruction and joined the Ancient Books Research Society.

The Fukube Satoshi in front of him is also a member of the Ancient Books Research Society.However, this guy is also a member of the handicraft club and a general affairs committee member, and he likes to ride a bicycle.What an idler. Satoshi said, "Chitanda-san is very concerned. She said it would be nice if you could come." I said nothing, pretending to be absorbed in my pen that was making no progress. Chitanda is also a member of the Ancient Books Research Society, and her full name is Chitanda Eru. According to Satoshi, who knew everything except important things, there was a famous family with vast farmland in the northern part of Kamiyama City, and Chitanda was the daughter of that family.It's not that she wears an eye-catching family crest. From the outside, Chitanda is just a long-haired, thin-lipped, charming classmate.Anyway... I simply ignored the name.I don't know if Satoshi has noticed it, but to be honest, I can't seem to deal with that guy.

I will join the Ancient Books Research Club, and the picture is the purity of being alone.However, under the influence of Chitanda's joining the club, the Ancient Books Research Club really has a real entity.Based on this alone, I have nothing to do with her.But the reason is not only that. She's not my type, and energy conservationists don't have a strong love or hate.However, on the day we first met, Chitanda asked me: "Why am I locked up?... I'm curious." That day, Chitanda was locked in the classroom without her noticing.It was I who opened the lock, but of course someone else locked her.She will find it incredible, I understand.But why is Chitanda asking me to answer this question, and why is she so determined?Finally, because of her persistence, I had to rack my brains to think about it.

Fortunately, the matter of that day was resolved smoothly.But after the truth of the matter became clear, I suddenly had a wonderful premonition on the way to school.My energy conservationism doesn't waver.After all, no one would destroy the petty beliefs held by strangers.This is generally the case.Of course, even Chitanda was the same.It's just... I thought of Chitanda's pair of big eyes that pressed towards me when she said "I'm curious". "Chitanda-san is helping me fill out the permission application form. I feel very sorry for letting her deal with these troublesome paperwork, but this is also the duty of a dedicated general affairs committee member."

"Really, it's really hard work. By the way, how do you write the word drill for 'accumulated research results'?" "Leaving aside the words that I have forgotten, I am not in favor of using words that I can't write. How about using 'I will try my best' instead?" Satoshi is basically a man who can talk when he wants to, but he is definitely not slow.He sighed softly: "...Speaking of which, if you don't want to go to clubs or something, I won't drag you by force." It's not that I don't want to go.However, at least today after school, "how you feel after one month of enrollment and your future ambitions" is more important than the Ancient Books Research Club.From now on, I will work harder with the pride of being a member of Kamiyama High School.Satoshi, it really doesn't mean that it doesn't make sense to delve into it.

Satoshi looked down at the completely unfilled manuscript paper, suppressed a yawn and glanced out the window.I thought he was observing the continuous spring rain, but he suddenly smiled and turned his head: "Hey, yes. I heard a very interesting story. There seems to be a very old-fashioned joke circulating recently. You have already Have you heard?" "Old-fashioned?" I look up.The fact that my mind wanders off so easily is proof in itself that I'm starting to get bored with "aspirations."Satoshi nodded triumphantly, and solemnly stretched out his index finger and said: "Old-fashioned is old-fashioned, but I also said that this is very interesting. Shenshan High School is the largest high school in Shenshan City, and it is also a place for all kinds of strange societies. What kind of ghosts and monsters exist here? Every time I walk into the school gate, I am excited. However, I never thought that there would be such a thing in Shenshan High School."

"What do you mean by that finger?" "Ah, sorry. Doesn't make sense." Satoshi quickly retracted his fingers, but his smiling expression did not change. "Strange news, strange rumors in the school. Please listen carefully." What are you trying to say with your voice down?As soon as he thought about it, Satoshi said, "...There are rumors that the piano in the music classroom played music by itself after school was over in silence." "Understood, that's enough." It's boring.I held out my palm to signal that he didn't have to say any more. The story is really corny.There are also elementary schools and junior high schools.It looks unique, but it is actually just repeating a certain format of "school rumors".It's not annoying, but it's not interesting either.The fun-loving Satoshi actually brought such a boring story. However, Satoshi shook his head full of emotion: "You still don't understand, Houtaro. Don't you think I'd be interested in this common 'school strange talk'?" It's hard to say.A while ago, you were not interested in the composition of simple insurance. "You're wrong. I think what's interesting must be the fact that 'this rumor is starting to spread' itself." "...Is that so." "In a completely unfamiliar new environment, our three hundred and twenty high school students are like poor lambs running around. However, after only a little more than two weeks of enrollment, we can say, 'Actually, in this school... ’ Now, don’t you think this growth is amazing.” Satoshi spread his hands, expressing his joy. I see.I finally understood what he was trying to say.I propped my right hand on the table and rested my chin on my fist. "Indeed. During the groping period for freshmen, there is basically no room for rumors to spread, but once they start to adapt, rumors will have a chance to be born—you want to say so." "That's right, that's what it means. I didn't expect you to understand so quickly, it's a great help." "It reminds me of blood type divination." Hearing me say the thoughts that flashed through my mind, the excited Satoshi suddenly stopped nodding: "...Why?" "Because it's not a topic that can be discussed at all when meeting for the first time. People only talk about it after they get to know each other a little bit. Although the conversation process is often happy, lively, and smooth, in fact, quite a lot People don't believe it at all." At this moment, Satoshi took a deep breath, and his eyes widened.This exaggerated reaction startled me: "What are you doing?" "Nothing, just too surprised!" Saying that, Satoshi patted my back with a bang. "Houtaro would comment on the way people communicate! I was adamant that you would ignore people's social nature." What a faux pas. "I don't hate people. I can talk even if I look into someone's eyes." As a sarcasm, I stared into Satoshi's eyes and said to him.Of course, Satoshi glanced away in annoyance: "That's right. Houtarou is just trying to save energy, I understand." Who knows if you really understand, I doubt it. "So, what's next? Are you still interested in listening to the symbol of us first-year high school students adapting to school-the anecdote about the music classroom?" No matter how much he rambled, I didn't particularly want to hear it.However, if he refuses with "I don't want to hear that kind of stuff", Satoshi will probably say "Look, Houtaro, you really don't care about social conditions. Even if it's a boring story, you have to pretend to be interested. It is the first step in handling interpersonal relationships smoothly."Forget it, although I'm writing about my ambition, it shouldn't be considered an obstacle.I picked up the mechanical pencil again, and while refocusing on the questionnaire, I said, "Anyway, it's what you want to say, so I'll just listen." "Very good." Satoshi cleared his throat artificially. "It happened yesterday. A high school girl went to the fourth floor of the junior college building." "It's not Chitanda." Although I wasn't prepared to listen carefully, I reacted to the first sentence. Like the music classroom, the geology lecture room is also on the fourth floor of the specialist building.That was the office of the Ancient Books Research Society. Our senior one classroom is located on the fourth floor of the general building.If you want to go to the fourth floor of the specialist building, you must first go down to the third floor, enter the specialist building from the roof of the connecting corridor, and then go up to the fourth floor.If it rains like today, the roof cannot be used, so you have to go down to the second floor and then go up to the fourth floor.Disgustingly far away. To be honest, the fourth floor of the junior college building is already the border area of ​​the Shenshan High School building.Chitanda is the only thing I want for a good girl who goes to such a place on purpose. The story was interrupted just at the beginning, and Satoshi's expression suddenly became depressed: "...That's not it." "That is?" "Listen to me." Got mad.I'll shut up then. "A girl went to the fourth floor of the junior college building after school. It was already six o'clock. Because the school closed at six o'clock, there were no people in the school. "While going up from the third floor, she found that there was a piano melody floating. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, the girl knew some music appreciation. She found that the performance was perfect, and her fingering skills and expressiveness were unparalleled. The song itself is also the well-known piano sonata "Moonlight". The girl originally came back to pick up something she had forgotten, but she was immersed in the melody and stood there for a while. "The corridors, stairs, and girls were all dyed crimson by the setting sun. The world seemed to be burning, and the fire continued to spread. The bright tone was as moving as a farewell requiem at the end of the day. The soul-stirring touch was born spontaneously, that The girl actually—" I don't agree with his expression: "It rained yesterday too, so we couldn't see the sunset." "Really. The rain is continuous, and the twilight is gradually approaching. A sense of discomfort is wetly entwined on the skin, and the noise-like sound of rain is slightly mixed into the music. The tone has branded indescribable uneasiness in the girl's heart. " It's so casual... Satoshi can't stop talking without being affected at all. "Shenshan High School is famous for its liberal arts club. Even if there is a piano master of this level in the school, it is not surprising. The girl wanted to convey a compliment to the player, so she reached out to the doorknob. The music was indeed coming from inside. Besides, where else could there be a piano besides the music classroom?" Is there a piano for ceremonies and ceremonies in the gymnasium?But whether we should keep pouring cold water on it still needs to be considered, so let's keep silent for now. "However, the moment the girl wanted to open the door, the voice suddenly stopped... What's going on? She slowly opened the door while thinking." Satoshi gestured deliberately to open the door, and lowered his voice.Seeing his sinking voice, I knew the end was coming. "The door has been opened, and the music classroom is filled with a strange atmosphere. "All the curtains were drawn, and the room was very dark. The girl looked suddenly at the piano, but there was no one there. Although the lid of the piano was open, the player was nowhere to be seen. Why? The girl flinched. She looked left and right, and saw It was... a face covered by long and messy hair. It was a female student wearing a sailor suit, limp and weak, with bloodshot eyes and a cold look. She was dying from a corner of the music classroom. Keep an eye on the girl!" Satoshi clenched his hands into fists and trembled all over, as if he was indignant "Ah, how could such a thing happen".The performance is very good. "The girl was terrified. She ran away from the door because she was afraid, and she didn't dare to turn her head. Later, she learned that it was the day when the piano club used the music classroom. Unfortunately, his finger was injured in the accident and he can no longer play the piano! "Ah, but ah, Houtaro! If the piano makes its own sound, everything makes sense. Once, in this Kamiyama High School, there was a member of the piano club who died of hatred in an accident before the national competition... " "Have it?" Satoshi finally returned to a serious expression: "Who knows. Probably, I don't know." Unbelievably, listening to Satoshi tell these absurd stories, the progress of my writing speeded up.It is estimated that the psychological effect of "listening casually" is linked to "writing casually".I said without raising my head: "You know the time when the piano club uses the music classroom, and there is only one person in the club." Satoshi smiled bitterly and said, "That's a beautiful reasoning, Houtaro. As you said, Junko Tamamaru is the president of the piano club, and she is being treated for a bruised finger." It is almost impossible to know the details of the society without knowing who the witness girl is.However, Satoshi was able to make the impossible possible.This guy is a member of the general affairs committee and knows all the clubs in Shengao like the back of his hand. Satoshi changed his pretentious tone just now, and said with great interest: "However, I heard that the girl in the sailor suit with messy hair like a monster does exist. Although I don't know if the first-year girl is really scared or just scared." It was a jump, but during the lunch break today, that incident seemed to have caused quite a bit of talk in Class A." "Wearing a sailor suit is a matter of course." In short, the school uniform of Kamiyama High School is a stand-up collar uniform for boys, and a sailor uniform for girls.I would also be surprised if there are girls in suits or blouses. "The next step is to see if this matter can spread. If it can, how fast will it be? If the process of spreading is recorded, it may become the basic data for folklore research. This is the "Sacred Mountain" The second of the seven wonders of high school'! The question now is, how many days will it take for this kind of rumor to reach our class D?" Although he said it like a joke, Satoshi seemed to be very interested in this matter.That's right, the "channels of spreading rumors" and so on are exactly what Satoshi likes. But I didn't have time to pay attention to Satoshi's research... because just now, he said something that must not be ignored. "Wait a minute. What did you just say?" "Eh? Folklore. Well, it might be better to say it is a legend in Chengdu. If you say it as a folklore, it always has the meaning of a folktale..." "No, none of that matters." Because of my sudden change of face, even Satoshi was a little puzzled: "What's the matter? Is "The Piano Playing the Moonlight Sonata" so interesting? I'm so surprised, I didn't expect Houtaro to be interested in such a thing." It doesn't matter what the story is about.However, if what Satoshi said just now is true... This matter is not easy to deal with, and countermeasures must be prepared. "Be more specific. No, wait until I finish writing this..." I started to work on the composition in front of me, "How I feel after one month of enrollment and my future ambitions".As long as I can finish writing this, everything will be fine. However, haste makes waste, the pen tip seemed to be blocked, and I couldn't think of what to write at all.Keep things simple.Although many things can be cleaned up simply, there are indeed situations where things will not get up soon anyway.