When dinner was over, I simply cleaned the dishes and learned some of the follow-up lessons by myself. Shiina Iori regained her good routine that she almost lost, washed up early and went to bed to go to bed.

However, when I was about to examine myself three times a day before going to bed, I remembered the Chiho Aoba and the others I saw in the afternoon.

I can still remember her lost look when she came out of the building.

A little concerned.

After thinking about it, Shiina Iori still turned over and turned on her phone to send a Line message.

[Iori: Chiho, why hasn't there been any news these days?]

[Iori: I don't want me to play your song anymore! [Little Bear Frightened.jpg]]

After the message was sent, the unread state lasted for a while.

When the message becomes [read], several pieces pop up quickly on the opposite side.

【Chanho: No, no!】

[Chanho: I have been busy with song authorization and lyrics signing for the past few days.]

[Chanho: There are already two finished songs, but none of them have been written yet!]

【Chanho: I originally planned to send it to Iorikun as soon as possible after completion, but it has been dragged until now...]

【Chenho: If Iori doesn't mind, I will send you the demo of the song I've already composed.】

[Chanho: [Little Rabbit Tu gets to apologize.jpg]]

A series of news was in a hurry and panic explaining that she did not forget the agreement with Iori, and even the words were full of respect, and she seemed cautious, and her words were filled with guilt for delaying the agreement with Iori because of her own affairs.

The last expression looked even more pitiful.

Shiina Iori couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw the other party's obvious excessive reaction.

【Iori: It doesn’t matter.】

[Iori: It's just that there has been no news from Chiho, and I'm a little worried.]

【Iori: Has Chiho been sleeping well recently?】

The reason why I asked this is naturally because when I went to Chiho Ai's house last time, I got the story of Chiho staying up late to compose music and seeking inspiration from Miss Ai Takitani.

Meanwhile, opposite the screen.

Sitting in front of the piano in the recording studio, Chiho Aiba, who had just gotten up from the keys and had red marks on her face, rubbed her confused eyes, held her cell phone that had just woken up from her sleep that had begun in some unknown time, and thought for a few seconds.

【Chanho: Of course.】

He lied to Iori Jun. Even through the screen of his mobile phone, Chiho Aiba's little face, which had the marks of the piano keys, could not help but turn a little red.

I glanced around and saw that the ground was filled with the useless scores that were modified by her, but in the end, she failed to achieve her satisfactory results. Many of them were grouped into groups.

It was nearly a week ago to rent this recording studio.

Because of the authorization of the song, the signing of the contract was not successful. Most of the small and medium-sized music studios in Tokyo seemed to have made an appointment. After everyone heard her name, they just read the score she brought, listened to the demo at will, and then waved their hands to send her back.

In the next few days, you will receive the other party’s veto receipt.

Even though he had noticed some bad signs, Chiho Aiba was unwilling to give up.

This girl who has never pursed her lips and couldn't speak always has a different kind of stubbornness in what she thought she would do.

Even after discovering some clues, she firmly believed that this was because the song she composed was not excellent enough and was not enough for the other party to buy it.

So she calmed down in the next time and focused on polishing the several new songs she had composed.

Because the rent for renting a recording studio is very high, she always compresses her other time as much as possible these days, soaking in it almost all day and all night.

Modify, receive radio, listen - and then to the next loop.

This kind of work and rest is obviously not considered healthy.

It was not until yesterday afternoon that she mustered up the courage to take her many revisions to a small music studio she had never been to before.

At the beginning, when I finished listening to that song, the studio manager had a very eager look.

However, after hearing her name, the enthusiasm in her eyes gradually faded and turned into a pity of coldness and distantness.

Aiba Chiho can't speak, but because of this, she is always very sensitive to other people's eyes.

After judging the manager's gaze changing, she expected the ending.

Sure enough, just an hour ago, Chiho received a polite rejection receipt from the opposite side.

Because she had already expected this ending, when she received the receipt, she was surprised that she did not feel too sad or depressed, but only a little numbness left.

However, when she gradually fell asleep, she suddenly received news from Iori.

This sudden care made the musician feel a little nervous.

The deer jumped around in her chest.

[Iori: That's it, then I'll go to your house to see you next time?]

【Iori: Chiho likes seafood or beef and mutton?】

[Iori: I just take some food to reward you and let you taste Shiina's craftsmanship.]

This sense of trust without reason made Miss Chiho on the opposite side of the screen stunned.

Looking at the news that seemed to be warm, he subconsciously pursed his lips.

After staying for several nights, my eyes were red, and there was a faint bloodshot on the whites.

【Chanho: OK!】

【Chanho: But can you wait for a while?】

【Chanho: In a few days, you should be able to fill in the remaining words.】

[Chanho: Iori will be the first to show you!]

The news from the opposite side was silent for a while before continuing to reply.

【Iori: Waiting for Miss Chiho’s masterpiece~】

[Iori: [Little Bear Waiting.jpg]]

The respectful words that seemed to be a little surname in the Warring States Period were so funny that Chihiro Ai's lips curled up, and his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and his eyes were subconsciously dry.

Maybe I've stayed up late for too long.

Thinking of this, Aiba Chiho subconsciously raised his temples, raised his long hair that was well maintained, and tied it with the rubber band on his wrist.

An inexplicable motivation surged in my heart again.

She put down her phone and looked at the score that was placed on the keys and was drawn and modified several times, but only the little things she had when she was with Iori and Miss Haruhino in the past.

A strong emotion seemed to be moved from the deepest part of the heart, causing it to sprout and gradually sprout.

Driven by this emotion, Chiho Aiba finally wrote a line of beautiful small characters at the beginning of the page.

"The Disappearing Warmth"

......

And on the other side of the screen.

Shiina Iori, who was just sending a message to Chiho, arched her butt slightly inward, looking at Yui who suddenly squeezed in from the wall door with no lock even on the door, with a strange look on her face.

"What's wrong?"

He lowered his voice and said, looking towards the corridor: "Why did you come so early today?"

"Natsui Jiang probably hasn't been asleep yet."

"...fine."

Yui Igarashi skillfully stuffed his petite body into Iori's wide quilt, leaving only a pair of watery big eyes exposed outside, blinking at Iori.

The eyes are a little subtle.

It makes people unable to understand what beautiful things she is thinking about again.

However, this abnormal behavior made Shiina Iori, a scumbag who was as guarded as jade, suddenly became alert. She quickly locked the door with a light and quick pace, and then she lowered her voice cautiously:

"Although the sound insulation conditions in this apartment are not bad, Yui, you will definitely be heard."

"So it's absolutely impossible when Nagisa is at home."

When he heard him telling the truth, Yui's little face, which was buried in most of the quilt, blushed, and her ears exposed outside were red. Her body temperature instantly burned and her heart was thudding.

But he still tried to quibble:

"You, what do you mean by loud saying that I am evidence! I am I, I am not!"

Shiina Iori suddenly felt excited and heard a sound of the room opening outside, covering Yui's mouth with a whizz.

"You can speak softly!"

I heard the sound of the bathroom closing, and I breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:

"What to do if you are heard."
To be continued...