Chapter 63
The performance has ended. Despite the sound of the guitar ceasing, the audience did not maintain their manners. This meant that there was no sound of applause whatsoever.
‘When were they ever going to call me rude…?’
As I subtly raised my head to look at the people, the audience members who were seeing the queen for the first time were looking at me with expressions of shock. Even the middle-aged man who had argued with me was among them.
Glancing at him incredulously, it seemed he felt my gaze because he cleared his throat awkwardly and then shouted out.
“Well, you play well, but… it was just noisy! Traditional classics are definitely better than such loud songs…”
Leaving behind the middle-aged man who had once again gone into his praises of classical music, I approached the man who had lent me the guitar. He looked at me with a gaze that seemed unable to believe he was giving me the guitar, and cautiously handed it over.
“…I will cherish this for life.”
“Excuse me?”
“I never imagined such a tune would come from you… it was unimaginable.”