This Japanese Monogatari Isn't Lame
Chapter 244 - 198. The Shape of Flowers (Goal of 8000 Words Achieved!)_2

Chapter 244: Chapter 198. The Shape of Flowers (Goal of 8000 Words Achieved!)_2

This student...

Nakajima Michika showed a trace of surprise.

From the initial questioning to the now seemingly natural reversal, Beichuan Si had apparently anticipated his own response and reaction.

It was no wonder then that Qianye Yuki had said Beichuan Si was not a simple youth—

Thinking to this point, Nakajima Michika chuckled awkwardly,

"Right, I’ve been a bit too reserved."

On the other side, Beichuan Huili continued to eat in silence.

Beichuan Si’s gaze softened,

"Well, I hope you can adapt to the environment here quickly, Miss Nakajima."

Nakajima Michika straightened her posture slightly,

"Okay, I will be counting on your guidance in the future, Mr. Beichuan."

As for Beichuan Huili—

She was still happily eating, her young face filled with the joy of consuming such delicious food.

Beichuan Huili even thought to herself while eating that perhaps she should just let Beichuan Si do all the cooking from now on, and she could just be a lazy salted fish waiting to be fed. How nice that would be.

On the other side, at the Chiba House, Tokyo,

"Sister, what are you still watching?"

Qianye Cang looked at Qianye Yuki, who was standing beside the window, and asked uncomprehendingly.

Qianye Yuki had been standing by the window for a long time, lost in thought.

"Ah," Qianye Yuki sighed leisurely, "I’m thinking about something."

Qianye Cang scratched his head, "Thinking about what?"

Qianye Yuki sat down with her cane, the confusion evident in her voice: "I’m contemplating whether it was right to entrust Shihua to Senior Beichuan."

"Um... Shihua agreed to it herself, didn’t she?" Qianye Cang couldn’t understand why Qianye Yuki would ponder such a matter.

"Shihua agreed for my sake, but I just hope that her constantly tense spirit can relax for a bit, which is why I thought of asking for Senior Beichuan’s help."

Qianye Yuki fell silent for a while, "Shihua’s condition... no, her current mental state is really not right, so I wanted to give her an experience—"

"An experience... What can Shihua experience by going to Senior Beichuan?"

Qianye Yuki shook her head and said no more.

Senior Beichuan.

I hope you can pull Shihua back from the edge of the cliff.

...

Life after dinner at the Beichuan family was simple; Beichuan Huili took out her school assignments to complete, and once she was done, she started watching TV.

Beichuan Si went out for a walk, and after returning, he disappeared into his room to do who knows what.

Both of them had settled into their usual rhythm of life, and Nakajima Michika, watching them, felt as if she had also relaxed quite a bit.

She sipped tea while watching Beichuan Huili doing her homework.

However, Beichuan Huili, who had been doing her homework quite well, started to get very tense when Nakajima Michika looked over, making many mistakes in her math calculations.

This was the true national idol! Unlike those who were only popular for a short time, there were still rumors about her on the internet.

She was a bit too nervous, and beads of sweat formed on her smooth, fair forehead.

"Don’t rush, take your time to think. Look at the set symbols here, and the other one there."

A voice called out from behind, and to her surprise, Nakajima Michika leaned over and began to give gentle guidance!

Unlike in the anime, where tension is relieved in an instant, that didn’t happen for Beichuan Huili; her hands and feet went limp and she thumped into the table.

"Ouch!"

Beichuan Huili cried out.

Nakajima Michika took two steps back, embarrassedly speaking, "Are you okay? Cough cough... sorry, I just..."

"No... It’s okay, I just got a little too excited."

Beichuan Huili swung her hands vigorously, her innocent face showing a touch of embarrassment, "Because Shihua has always been my idol. I really like the songs sung by Shihua."

"Really?" Nakajima Michika, for once, did not respond with a dejected smile.

Her eyes twinkled as she asked, "Hui Li, you like my songs too?"

"Yes, yes!"

Beichuan Huili nodded vigorously.

"Especially the song by Shihua," she gushed, "That song ’The Shape of a Flower,’ I originally thought it was a song depicting spring, but I didn’t expect that Shihua actually wrote it about the time when everything withers in autumn."

"That’s my favorite song! It’s even helped me climb out of the lowest points of my life," Beichuan Hui Li said, a little excited.

"The Shape of a Flower," one of Japan’s top five singles in its ninth year.

It narrates the scene of a young girl at the onset of early autumn.

The so-called ’The Shape of a Flower’ refers not merely to the shape of a flower but also to the shape of the flower of the human heart.

The real flowers had withered, and all was silent.

But the flower of the heart never fades, quietly blooming.

This song had inspired so many people to rise up at that time; it even reduced the suicide rate of that era.

It was also "The Shape of a Flower" that propelled Nakajima Michika to a new height once again.

"Is that so?" Nakajima Michika blinked and raised a finger: "If that’s the case, Hui Li little sister, let’s make a deal. Once you finish your homework, I’ll grant you a small request. Say, singing a song, how about it?"

"Really?" Beichuan Hui Li almost jumped for joy: "I’ll do my best!"

Inspired by her idol, Beichuan Hui Li put forth all her efforts and soon finished all her homework.

After all, she had been admitted to Kyubei on her own merit; she was considered a bit of an academic prodigy and naturally wasn’t stumped by the trivial homework.

It was just that she had gotten too nervous at the beginning, which led to her underperformance.

"..." Nakajima Michika had a complicated expression on her face.

She had initially thought that Beichuan Hui Li was just an ordinary student with average grades and expected to wait a long time for her.

But unexpectedly, Beichuan Hui Li, like her older brother, seemed unremarkable in studies but was also an academic prodigy.

"Shihua sister! I’m done!" Beichuan Hui Li approached Nakajima Michika, her face full of anticipation.

"...Hmm, little sister Hui Li, what would you ask of me?"

Nakajima Michika had no intention of breaking her promise and asked after checking the work.

"I want to hear Shihua sister sing ’The Shape of a Flower.’"

Nakajima Michika rubbed her throat, also feeling a bit apprehensive inside.

"The Shape of a Flower" had high notes that needed to be belted out... she wasn’t sure if her throat could still handle it now.

But a promise was a promise.

Nakajima Michika sat at the edge of the sofa, took a few deep breaths before starting to sing, and with Beichuan Hui Li watching, sang the first verse of "The Shape of a Flower."

Her gentle and soothing voice filled the living room, and even without musical accompaniment, her clear and organized vocal skills drew Beichuan Hui Li into the moment of early autumn.

Watching everything fall into ruin did not lead her to despair; the flower of her heart bloomed in silence.

Observing Beichuan Hui Li like that, Nakajima Michika’s face also showed a hint of a smile.

Her throat was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable, and the high notes might be beyond her reach, so she lowered the song by two keys and, improvising as if creating new lyrics, made the climax more mellow and pleasant.

This was the strength of Nakajima Michika at the superstar level.

Even now, under less than ideal circumstances, she had many ways to sing a song to its end.

In live concerts, many unexpected situations arise, all requiring the singer’s ability to adapt to the moment.

As an active national female pop star, she was naturally competent in these areas.

Moreover... it was also a way to honor a promise.

At the end of the song, Beichuan Hui Li applauded energetically, her face flushed with excitement: "Shihua sister sings so wonderfully!"

Her terrifyingly solid foundation well deserved the applause.

"Hehe..."

Nakajima Michika pretended to cough discreetly, lowering her voice slightly: "If little sister Hui Li is happy, then that’s the best."

"Yes, just hearing Shihua sister sing ’The Shape of a Flower’ for me alone makes me very satisfied."

The two continued to chat in the living room.

But what they didn’t realize was that, at the entrance of the living room, Beichuan Si’s figure had already slowly receded.

Beichuan Si went straight upstairs and after entering his room, made a call to Qianye Yuki.

Once connected, he calmly asked, "Miss Qianye, I’d like to ask you something, please answer me honestly."

"Regarding Miss Nakajima, have you purposely hidden something?"

For instance—

"A medical condition."

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