The One Who Gets The Final Say …
Chapter 1.
"Well, how should I put it … the Headmaster has decided that; in order to preserve the participants connections to one another, you all have to work hard together from now on." Kanazawa said with a loud sigh.
It was obvious that he would rather be elsewhere.
All seven participants, and also Kaji Aoi, all together stood with wondering facial expressions.
"Kanazawa-sensei, can't you make it quick, I have practice to attend to." Tsukimori muttered somewhat annoyed.
"Oi Mr. Music Department Student, calm down your ego. It's annoying." Tsuchiura exclaimed, one hand buried in his pocket while the other was placed in the back of his head.
Tsukimori didn't even care to lift his eyes as he said; "Indeed there exists so many things that could be considered annoying, doesn't there?"
"Oi! Tsukimori you - "
"A-AH! Tsuchiura-kun!" Kahoko interrupted him in order to not have him mess up the atmosphere.
All of them being together so suddenly once again was so indescribable to her.
Just being near each other, she felt so nostalgic.
Tsuchiura managed to calmed himself fairly well, considering his short temper.
As his closest friend Sasaki had said; "Tsuchiura, y'know you sort of … eh how should I put it? Well, you sort of … melt, somehow, when you're around Hino. Eh, you haven't noticed?"
Tsuchiura gazed sideways down at Kahoko, only inches from touching him, her gaze gentle as when she was looking at her beloved violin.
Was he really acting that more 'melted' around her?
He scratched his hair, sighing loudly.
Kanazawa made little effort at explaining the reason for having sent for all of them.
He merely stood watching silently and with his arms crossed.
"Ah Kanayan! Maybe the Headmaster want us all to play together again?" Hihara asked with a big question mark as his face, ever as enthusiastic.
"I want ..." Shimizu started muttering out of nowhere.
The whole crowd turned to look at the gorgeous first year.
His hair seemed a curly mess, more than usual.
"What do you want? Oi Shimizu?" Tsuchiura asked with a sigh.
Shimizu turned his face upwards, starring somewhat in a alien-like daze.
Tsuchiura made a sore face.
Although this kid was a brilliant cellist how could he have manage to become so admired by practically everyone … when being so much of an alien?
Most people acting like Shimizu would end up getting shoved out, or simply kept in a fair distant rather than being tightly embraced and complimented for how abnormal and weird one can manage to act.
Shimizu moaned; "Ah," and as he found Kahoko's face beside Tsuchiura's, he said with an angelic smile and devoted gleaming eyes; "I want Kaho-senpai."
Kahoko blushed and nearly fell backwards by his forwardness.
Although he was already sixteen Shimizu's personality was ever as childish.
Everyone in the room, besides Kanazawa, widened their eyes, either in disbelief or embarrassment.
Hihara blushed wildly.
Tsukimori's eyes were wide open and then quickly shut closed again.
Yunoki, composed as always, smiling at Shimizu's childishness.
Fuyumi was blushing as always.
Tsuchiura with furrowing brows, thinking; just as I thought he couldn't get more alien.
Kaji looked amazed at both Shimizu and Kahoko.
He chuckled softly, saying; "Shimizu-kun I understand your need."
Everyone listened carefully to what Kaji was about to say.