Chapter 7 – A Rather Undesired Meeting. Continuation. (4)
Tranquil music sounded. Judging from the deep and full sound that’s characteristic of stringed instruments, it was probably a violin.
There was only one instrument; it was a solo. To the modern people who are accustomed to music made from countless instruments and electronic devices, the melody sounded flat and monotonous.
“Ah…?”
But still, I stopped in my tracks. It was a faint melody. It wasn’t anything grand and the performer hadn’t made use of any special techniques. Even so, I felt tears welling up in my eyes just from listening to that melody. I wasn’t boasting but I’m one of the many modern people who are lacking in the emotional aspect. No matter how sad a movie was, or a piece of music, or book, I would turn my nose up at them.
But…
Sruuuuuung…