I Reincarnated as The NTR Villain in a Gal Game After His Evil Deeds Were Exposed, But For Some Reason, The Heroines Keep Approaching Me~ - Chapter 34 - The Demon Instructor of the Music Room

Chapter 34 – The Demon Instructor of the Music Room

I don’t know what to do with a five-day break.

It feels awkward to ask Nazuna to hang out since she seems to be enjoying her club activities.

I have no idea where Mimi is during the break.

With nothing to do, I found myself seeking entertainment and ended up heading to the old school building’s music room. There’s a piano there, making it a good way to pass the time.

Although it was dusty when I first came, it seems someone has cleaned it recently, making it quite neat.

“Sigh, my skills have really dulled.”

Taketo has been playing the piano since childhood, so playing comes naturally to him.

However, it is far from the ability that Taketo himself remembers.

It’s my fault for skipping practice, but my fingers just can’t keep up.

Plus, I’m remembering and playing songs that don’t exist in this world, so it’s even more of a challenge.

“Is that an original composition?”

“Huh?”

It’s a recurring thing, but someone always seems to show up when I’m playing.

“Sorry about that. I waited until you finished playing before calling out. It was a song I hadn’t heard before.”

“Ah, that’s right. It’s still unfinished though.”

“I see.”

She’s obviously not a student, so she’s a teacher.

I tried to remember her with the knowledge of my original world, but with my vague memories of her, I couldn’t recognize who she was.

However, she’s tall for a woman, with a model-like figure, and her brown hair’s air-intake-style bangs give the impression of cat ears. She is wearing a simple outfit with a white shirt and pants, but it matches her body shape and looks good on her.

“I’m sorry for intruding without permission.”

“No, it’s fine. I’ve opened this place for anyone to use freely.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah, but I’ve never heard anyone as good as you before. It was a great performance.”

Once again, my performance was praised and I received a round of applause.

It’s a bit embarrassing, but receiving compliments from someone I don’t know feels oddly gratifying.

“Really?”

“Ah, these days some kids are releasing their own original works on video sites. Are you one of them?”

I got confused by the sudden question.

“No, it’s just a hobby. But…”

“But?”

“I felt like I wasn’t getting anywhere because my fingers weren’t moving as I wanted them to.”

“I see. That’s surprising.”

“Huh?”

“You play that well, and yet you’re not satisfied on the technical side? Even though you could be content with your skill level.”

Her friendly way of speaking makes it easy for me to share my worries.

“Yes. I think I could play better in the past, but I couldn’t even play half the way I wanted.”

“That’s interesting. I’m sorry, but could you try playing it again?”

“Sure.”

“Maybe I can give you some advice.”

It’s a holiday, so there are people in casual clothes around the school building.

Is she a teacher or an alumni?

However, I think it’s okay to play without reservation in front of this person.

I started playing again from the beginning.

“Yeah, it’s true that your fingers aren’t keeping up with the performance you want, but there also seem to be issues with your habits and posture.”

How can she understand all that just by listening once? The woman standing behind me straightened my back and adjusted the position of my fingers.

My back is well straightened and my fingers were arranged so that they drop straight down from above onto the keys.

“Your posture should be like this. The piano is wide, so you need to play with the correct posture. Otherwise, you’ll end up in uncomfortable positions. Moreover, you won’t be able to make the sound resonate if you don’t press the keys straight. You’re quite the strange one. You can play so well, but you don’t know the basics.”

Reflecting on the meaning of the imposed posture, I maintained the position and dropped my fingers onto the keys. Then, my fingers smoothly bounced over the keys that I had struggled to press broadly before.

Ah, this is it.

Taketo’s body remembers this obvious way of playing.

I was interfering with what Taketo’s body was trying to do.

“Yeah, that’s better.”

“Thank you.”

“Finally, there’s the modulation part, but if you play with your hands crossed, you’ll be able to express the sound and it won’t feel strange.”

By playing the modulation part as instructed, I was able to play without removing the finger I wanted to extend.

“Oh!”

“Fufu, you’re still rough around the edges but interesting. Ah, sorry. I didn’t even say my name. My name is Takatori Neon. I’m a music teacher at Tojo Academy. You’re a student, right?”

“Yes, I’m in first-year Class S. I’m Mitsurugi Taketo.”

“What! So you’re Mitsurugi!”

Ah, I didn’t want to reveal my name.

She might hate me now that she’s known I’m Ryuoin Taketo.

I wanted this teacher to teach me music again…

It’s all over now.

“I see, I see. Nice to meet you.”

“Huh?”

“Hmm? What are you surprised about?”

“Well, I’m Mitsurugi Taketo, you know?”

“That’s right. And then?”

Her answer was so simple that I was taken aback.

However, I finally remembered about Takatori Neon.

The tragic heroine.

She is a heroine who can’t fall in love because her lover died in the past.

To awaken as a heroine, she must melt her frozen heart.

And because she doesn’t know the me up until middle school, she treats me like any other person.

“No, it’s nothing. Thank you for your guidance, Takatori-sensei. It’s been a while since I enjoyed playing the piano so freely.”

“A-Ah, yeah. That’s what someone taught me a long time ago too.”

“Eh? Is that so?”

“Yeah, that person has passed away, but he continues to live inside me. If I could convey that to you and solve your troubles, then I’ll feel fulfilled.”

I couldn’t hear the latter part of what Takatori-sensei said.

“I had fun too. If you’d like to join the brass band, I’ll be happy to teach you anytime.”

“I’m sorry. I have no intention of joining any club activities.”

“…I see. That’s a shame. Well, if you ever change your mind, just let me know. And if you ever decide to upload videos, don’t show your face. I’ll come and listen, too.”

“I won’t do that.”

Seeing Takatori-sensei’s cheerful smile, I found myself smiling naturally as well.