Cream cheese is delicious with honey.
My family buys high class honey from specialist honey stores without an issue. What a wonderful life.
I spread it generously on top of my cream cheese and then gobbled it all down with a scone. Wow. This is true bliss.
Eating it two days in a row has brought about some terrifying consequences though. Weight-wise.
Truly the food of the devil!
Anyway, while I was wallowing in my lack of self-control I received a phone call from Aoi-chan.
“Oniichan is getting weirder and weirder,” she said.
“Ah, the muscley guitarist? Is he still playing every day?”
“He’s singing too now…”
Her voice was grim.
“You know, apparently he started this whole guitar thing after he met somebody he liked. And so he’s going to confess to her with a self-written love song… Every day he submits his own flesh and blood to his horrible love songs. It’s terrible, right? All of my family has been telling him to stop but he doesn’t listen. And oh god, the lyrics.
♫ There’s been a thump thump in my chest ♫
Who writes crap like that. Some days I feel like I could die from the embarrassment. Whenever Oniichan starts to sing my mum will cover her ears. It’s miserable being his sister.”
A self-made love song? At least it isn’t a poem, I guess.
But then it’s usually guys who write love songs and poems, isn’t it. I don’t think a guy would really want to listen to a love song. Maybe that’s why girls make things instead?
Oh, but sometimes Oniisama does play Schubert’s Ständchen (Serenade).
Mn. I guess it’s better to leave song-writing up to the professionals.
“Were somebody to suddenly sing and confess to me I might run from the shock. And what if the girl in question dislikes that sort of thing…”
“Yeah. But apparently the girl he likes is really into music. She likes musicians and that.”
“They takes classes at uni together and he tried his best to get her but it’s been hard. Apparently that was when he turned to song writing…”
Classes at uni together, huh. I forgot he was in university.
“Mari~ Mari~ My beloved Mari~ You have taken me pri-soh-nah~ Good god, I can’t take the idiocy anymore.”
I guess he really doesn’t have any talent. Wow, this might actually be worse than Class Rep’s poem. If Class Rep’s disease gets any worse, do you think he might start breaking into song? Anything but that, Class Rep.
Hm, but Mari…
“Incidentally, might I ask which university he attends?”
Aoi-chan answered with Marin-sensei’s university. Huh, they’re the same grade too.
Wait, no way…
“My tutor is apparently one of your brother’s cohorts. Her type is visual kei musicians too.”
“Her name sounds a little close too. I cannot give out her personal information, though.”
“I see. Then it might be the same person, huh. Visual kei, though? Oniichan’s stuff is more like folk songs though. That’s totally different.”
“Well, it may just be a coincidence after all.”
“Yeah. Maybe I should talk to Oniichan though.”
With that, Aoi-chan hung up. No matter what she says, she’s actually pretty worried about her brother’s love-life isn’t she.
Still, Aoi-chan’s oniisan and Marin-sensei? What a small world.
The next day I arrived at the salon to find Kaburagi playing Liszt’s Liebesträume (Love Dream).
EHHHH!? WHAT THE HEEECK!? SO COOL!!
The light from between tree leaves was filtering into through the window, and combined with Kaburagi’s amazing and emotional piano, I am ashamed to admit that my heart fluttered for a moment. No, Reika! Open your eyes!
Man, but I’ll bet you anything he’s thinking about Yurie-sama as he’s playing. It’s a bit sad…
Pretty much all the other girls in the room were completely entranced. A true privilege of being a Pivoine member.
I wonder if he’d take requests?
After hearing Kaburagi’s piano, I was certain. Writing your own song is a bad idea.
I messaged Aoi-chan:
“The wise stick to existing songs. Writing your own is high-risk high-return.”
The reply I got though…
“Oniichan can’t stop his fiery passion. After I told him what you mentioned, he became convinced that it was the same person. Apparently the girl he likes is the tutor to some incredibly rich ojousama. He’s changed over from folk songs to visual kei stuff and now he’s even added weird shouts to his song. Oh god.”
For Aoi-chan’s sake, I decided to help as well. I was going to sell her Oniichan to Marin-sensei. Once the two of them got together her brother would stop playing guitar all the time and then peace would return to her family.
I tried it the next day I had tutoring.
“Marin-sensei, as I recall you mentioned somebody rather incessant in their wooing? The rather overwhelming one…”
“Ah, I did. What about it?”
“Is he still interested in you?”
“Gosh, Reika-sama, what are you asking all of a sudden. …Well, yes?”
I knew it!
“You said that he was not truly your type but what if you gave him a chance? I am sure he is a good person. What if you discovered that you liked him?”
“Eh-, well, yeah.”
“Indeed! If he suddenly begins singing to you, I hope that you will not run away!”
“Singing to me? I wonder what you mean. He doesn’t have any interest in music at all.”
“What if he does now! He’s going to sing and play to confess to you!”
“Ah, that was supposed to be a surprise so…”
“I’m not sure what you mean by confess. I mean, we’re already dating.”
“Yes. He was just so earnest about it all that I couldn’t help but say yes.”
Marin-sensei showed me a picture of the two of them together. The man was a diligent-looking man who wouldn’t look out of place as a researcher.
Slim, and definitely not muscley.
“Eh-, I thought you said that he was overwhelming… And the complete opposite to the visual kei type…”
“Aah, well, he just kept saying he liked me over and over again so it was a little overwhelming. And don’t you think these serious types have the complete opposite personality to visual kei rockers?”
“Aah… I see… Ah! Umm! Were there any over men that were interested in you? Like perhaps a muscley man.”
I GOT THE WRONG GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUY!!
Of course. How could there be such a convenient development!
While Marin-sensei was boasting fondly about her boyfriend I got permission to send a text to my friend. Just as I was about to write something a text from Aoi-chan came.
“What do I do!? Oniichan’s gotten into death metal! He’s even started using Mum’s make-up and she’s super angry at him now! It’s scary! How am I going to sleep tonight!?”
WHAT DO I DOO!?
Oh man. Oh man, oh man. I don’t think I’ll be able to face her family now.
With trembling hands I told her that it was the wrong person, as I prayed that it wasn’t too late.
…Muscles-oniisan, wanna join my Forever Alone Village?
AAAH! I’M SO SORRYY!