This weekend, the Musashino Art University Art Festival is here.
Higashino Hibiki has never joined a club, so he has not carried out club activities.
While others were burning their youth in full swing, Hibiki Higashino was drawing comics.
At this moment, he came to the school gate, just like a tourist visiting the cultural festival.
There is a simple torii gate at the entrance to Musashino. As we continue walking in, many red lanterns are erected above the originally empty walkway.
It has a bit more lively atmosphere.
There are many people around, most of them are here to visit, including tourists, parents or friends of students.
Hibiki Higashino walked alone in Musashino.
He has been in Musashino for half a year, but he is still not familiar with this university.
I was a little confused for a while.
“Hello,” looking at his expression, the welcoming student wearing a red ribbon bowed politely, “the main venue of the art festival is in front, and there will be a map at the door. I hope you have a pleasant visit.”
“Thank you,” Higashikata nodded with a stiff expression.
I really don’t fit in with the crowd, and I’m treated as an outsider.
He felt a little bit dumbfounded in his heart.
In my previous life, when I watched campus animations, there were basically activities such as cultural festivals. It felt very lively, so I came alone.
Maybe Yoshii and the others thought it would affect him, so they didn’t invite him.
The somewhat lonely Higashino comforted himself like this.
There is a map at the entrance of the main venue.
There are ten venues marked, as well as stalls in various places.
This made Hibiki Higashi become interested.
Started shopping in front of the stalls.
“A piece of fried noodles, please.” He raised an index finger.
“Okay, please wait a moment.” The classmate said.
His technique was very unfamiliar, and the noodles were shoveled back and forth on the iron plate. Some of them became burnt black, and some of them were broken into several sections.
Dong Yexiang held back his disgust and stood aside, unable to bear to watch.
“alright!”
Seeing this strange classmate handing the fried noodles to him with a proud look on his face, Higashino Hibiki smiled and said, “Have you eaten yet?”
“Eh?” He was confused for a moment, then touched his stomach and replied sheepishly: “Not yet, I have been busy preparing food. Is my stomach making a sound because of hunger?”
Dong Yexiang shook his head, took out five hundred yuan and handed it to him.
“I’ll give this fried rice to you, don’t waste it.”
“…Thank you.” The stall owner said inexplicably.
But he was indeed hungry. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and his expression began to change.
Hibiki looked at him, and he looked at Hibiki, and finally said reluctantly: “So, isn’t that what the art festival is? It doesn’t matter whether it tastes good or not.”
Higashikata nodded, “If it tastes good, eat more.”
Something as complex as fried noodles is prone to problems.
Fortunately, other stalls have semi-finished food that only needs to be heated.
At another stall, Hibiki tasted oden.
The white radish inside is very delicious and has completely absorbed the flavor.
After filling his stomach briefly, he started walking around the club.
For example, now, Higashino Hibiki feels very interesting watching the activities of the folk culture club.
The male students were wearing crotchless pants, beating gongs and drums, and spinning around in circles. There were beautiful female students in the middle, singing, dancing, and laughing.
I don’t know where this custom came from, but bystanders felt that it was very lively.
“Higashino-kun,” Asahina walked over. She seemed to see Hibiki Hibiki’s confusion and said proactively: “This is a dance song based on the legend of Ama Iwato and written by the cultural club itself.”
“Legend of Amagado?” Higashino Hibiki still doesn’t understand.
Asahina said: “Amaterasu was angered by his younger brother and hid in the cave. There was no sun in the sky and it became dark. The gods came up with an idea and held a banquet outside the cave, singing and dancing to add to the fun. Finally, the laughter attracted the sky. According to the Great God, she walked out of the cave and the world returned to light.”
“It’s an intriguing myth and legend,” Hibiki Higashi nodded, “very interesting.”
As he looked at the scene, this dance felt more interesting.
As expected, art must have a cultural core.
“Higashino-kun,” Asahina pursed her lips and hesitated.
Higashikata said: “Please tell me directly.”
“I heard that the results of “Soul of Chess” were very poor. Is that okay?” She raised her little face and asked with concern.
Higashino Hibiki shook his head, “It’s not that bad. Xiaozheng’s recent result is 9th. In the jump, it’s already a safe result.”
After Sawei’s death, he understood Hirohiko Araki and Akira Toriyama.
Xiao Zheng’s performance is very important, as it affects the future of the work.
Small positive results are not important compared to the completeness of the work.
Asahina didn’t understand it very well, but seeing that Hibiki was not in a bad mood, she felt relieved.
She was still busy with her own affairs, so she said goodbye after a while.
At the art festival during the day, Hibiki Higashino also saw Oda.
In a hall, students held an exhibition of Akira Toriyama’s works, including single books, figures and animations.
He couldn’t get out, and he was having a heated discussion with a bunch of people.
There are also people soliciting customers at the door, fiery and cult-like.
Continuing shopping, Yoshii and Takagi-senpai are together.
They were playing small games and laughing happily, so Hibiki didn’t bother them.
Not seeing Akimiya Akemi made him a little regretful.
Turning around, he walked towards the classroom and dormitory.
…
After returning to the dormitory, he heard movement in the kitchen.
Opening the kitchen door, Akimiya Akemi was cooking.
“Is the art festival interesting?” she asked.
“It’s very lively, but I feel a little lonely without Miss Akimiya around.” Higashino Hibiki replied.
“After all, we are in school…” She blushed, smoothed her hair, lowered her head to taste the sauce, and nodded with satisfaction, “We have to pay more attention.”
The meal she cooked today was oxtail stewed in red wine. It looked like she had been busy for a long time and it would be ready soon.
“Miss Akimiya really likes the excitement,” Higashino Hibiki moved a chair and sat down to watch her cook. “I was very happy when I watched the fireworks display.”
“Don’t worry about me, I am satisfied with the current results of “Chess Soul”…”
Akimiya Akemi shook her head and stopped Higashino Hibiki from continuing.
“I just want to be with you today. The art festival will be held next year as well.”
“Ah.” Dongye Xiang nodded, feeling warm in his heart.
This lunch was really delicious, both in terms of taste and the touch it brought.
At 8 o’clock in the afternoon, the animation department’s animation will be broadcast.
The two people went out one after another, hiding their identities.
Things like teacher-student love should be discussed after graduation.
In front of the animation department’s open-air work, Hibiki glanced at Akimiya Akemi, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
…
“Tori Akino-sensei,” the director of the animation department, Ozawa Hibiki, walked over, followed by two members of the animation department, Takayukihime and Amano, “Thank you for coming to watch.”
“You worked hard on the production, I should thank you.”
They did not continue to disturb and took charge of the order of the scene.
The animation will be aired soon.
The content is about a dragon girl who, after a long journey, finally found a village and lived in a nearby cave.
She longs to share wisdom with humans and live with each other.
The villagers thought the same way. They lit bonfires in front of the cave, sang songs, and beat gongs and drums, hoping to attract the dragon girl out and have fun together.
Unexpectedly, the dragon girl was so afraid of this scene that she ran away and was already dead when they found her.
This is an animation where there is no mutual understanding, leading to a sad ending.
Finally, people started to pay tribute to the poor dragon girl.
The content of more than 20 minutes in total surprised Hibiki Higashino.
It is obviously based on the legend of Ama Iwato, but contrary to the legend, it is a tragedy.
The animation rhythm is very good, the shots are also good, and it looks very smooth. By the end of the animation, the audience watched it very seriously.
This is already very rare.
To be honest, the animation production of many companies is not necessarily better than this.
There are many shining points that can be seen in the work that has been put into the work.
Dongye Xiang was just a little confused. The dragon girl’s voice was indeed very familiar, with a sense of vitality, but when he thought about it carefully, the people around him didn’t have such a voice.
“Bah bang bang!”
Everyone clapped.
Higashikata didn’t think too much about it and clapped his hands.
“This animation was supervised by Asahina-san.”
A faint voice sounded next to Dongye Xiang.
It’s Ozawa Hibiki, “She is indeed very talented. Although she is a girl, she is better than me. I have decided to entrust her with the position of head of the animation department.”
Higashino Hibiki was stunned. No wonder Asahina and Minami Chiharu have been so busy.
“I am already a junior this year and I will need a job soon.” Ozawa Hibiki’s hair was blown away by the wind. “I am really envious of you who are only in the first grade.”
Higashikata nodded. It was really hard to leave the club where he had been working hard and go to work in society.
I’m a little busy today. This chapter only has 2,600 words. I’ll make up for it in the afternoon.
