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Wrong note. Len Tsukimori cringes—but could you blame him for being so atelophobic? Especially with all the pressure and criticisms that he doesn't really asks for but receives anyway, what was the poor guy to do? Pretty soon it won't matter, though. He'd be able to start anew in another country, with new classmates, a greater audience, better teachers, and maybe he'd find a girlfriend there or something.
Like I'd even dare.
And not so coincidentally, Hino's name pops up in his mind as he thinks of this life—if that's what you call it—he's leaving behind in Japan. Funny how she doesn't even know when he's leaving, yet he's pretty sure that she's probably the only reason why he's having doubts. He's confused and he doesn't even know why he's willing to put out a huge step towards his dream for some girl—an amateur, no less. Well, maybe he could settle for something...lower his standards?
No, that's not like me at all.
He again fixates his view on the sheets on the stand in front of him and really, really tries his best to focus. No, the opening notes are similar to some part of the piece she's going to perform for her upcoming competition and he finds himself thinking of her again.
This method of torture is just exquisite. I bet that wherever she is at the moment, she's enjoying my torment.
The notes on the page start to jumble and rearrange themselves to look like a heart—no, her face—no, but they're not even red—and damn, this was all too difficult for him to handle.
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Shorter than usual. Ugh, I read chapter 69 and I'm quite (by quite, I mean very) anxious. I saw chapter 70, but it's in Chinese and I feel like crying because Tsukimori-kun is just too asdf for me to handle. The Ultimate Len Tsukimori Guide will be updated within the week, though. So yay.