I watched as Hasegawa's fingers glided across the piano. It was clear that she wasn't some amateur. She had practised... a lot. But not only that, it seemed that music just seemed to grow on her, like a talent similar to mine.
The piece filled my ears, blessing them with beautiful noise. I enjoyed standing by and listening to Hasegawa's playing. I wasn't exactly new to piano either since my father always enjoyed listening to talented musicians, especially pianists. However, from what I could tell, she seemed to be better than any other pianist I had ever heard.
She played the pieces flawlessly, one after another. No matter how difficult the technique was, she made it look easy.
The only thing was that it felt as if her music lacked... emotion.
I don't really know how to explain it. But there seemed to be some sort of emptiness in her playing. It felt like listening to a computer.
Suddenly, she stopped.
"We've got to get to our next match, don't we?" she said.
MASS RELEASE! (6/10)