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I was a sixth grader when I first got a guitar.
It was a guitar abandoned by my father, and he gave it to me.
Of course I couldn’t play it as well
as Thomas Yorke and Keith Richards in the very beginning.
But due to my never-give-up attitude,
I’ve immersed myself in music since then.
And by the time
when I was in high school,
I could already play any tune I wanted.
But when I think about it,
I realize that with the improvement of my skills,
the passion I used to have has significantly faded.
Now, class dismissed.
Uenoyama, wanna go buy some bread?
Hey!
Hey!
Bread!
I’m tired.
I’ll pass.
Then
let’s go play basketball.
I wanna take a nap.
You wanna skip the fifth class, don’t you?
I’ll count on you taking the notes!
Lately,
I found a secluded place
where
was well-lighted
and quiet.
I can take a good nap…
You are
from the neighbor class?
What’s
your name?
Come on!
Answer my question!
You are creepy as hell!
And the strings are rusty!
That’s why one of them broke!
Fix it already!
You don’t deserve a Gibson
if you don’t know how to maintain it!
Eh?
What are you doing?
Do you know how to fix it?
What?
Can you
fix it?
Of course!
Seriously?
Yes.
Could you fix it fast?
Yes.
Could you
fix it right now?
Well…
Probably not right now.
Gosh, you are annoying!
Give it to me!
Just a broken string!
Don’t act like it’s the end of the world!
I want my nap, you know?
Wow! All fixed!
You are amazing!
Hey!
Yes?
Will you be happier or show some respect for me?
Or you can at least pay me for the strings!
Are you done?
Not yet!
Hold your horses.
What a rookie!
I shouldn’t
have played that chord.
Hey!
What?
Please teach me
how to play that chord!
Huh?
Thinking back, it was this encounter
that set my world racing forward at full speed.
=Given=
I have to turn him down.
I don’t know how to teach.
Hey, Uenoyama!
Wanna play
basketball?
Not now.
Sorry.
It’s okay.
Hi.
Uenoyama.
Here.
Thank you for helping me yesterday!
Huh?
Please teach me how to play guitar.
No.
You don’t have to pay me.
Then
take this.
Hey,
listen.
Yes?
Money or bread, it doesn’t matter.
I’ve never taught guitar before.
Just figure it out yourself.
Or you can join the light music club.
Eh?
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Don’t be like this!
Hey!
(East Bay Recording Studio)
Hurry.
I’m here.
You are late.
Well…
Who is that guy?
I feel like I just picked up a stray puppy.
Excuse me, but what’s going on?
Come on!
Will you introduce yourself?
Don’t just hide behind me!
Kaji looks intimidating,
but he’s actually a nice person.
He just looks scary!
Pretty much.
Hi,
sorry I’m late!
Whoa!
Hey!
Who
is he?
This is our bassist, Haruki.
Say hi.
Nice to meet you!
Huh?
What’s going on?
No idea.
Uenoyama brought him here.
My name is Satou Mafuyu.
I’m here to learn.
To learn?
Then let’s show him what we can do!
Yep.
How can you say no to that?
Are you sure?
That guy
knows nothing about guitar!
He’s probably expecting some kind of magical performance!
Oh?
Magical, huh?
No problem!
Whatever.
Forget it.
Let’s just practice as usual.
Let’s do it.
Well…
What’s your name again?
Mafuyu.
Mafuyu, what do you like?
What do I like?
What kinda music do you like?
Something cool.
That’s too abstract!
You are totally into this!
Hey!
That’s nice!
Here we go!
Why did you ask me to walk you to the station?
Hey!
Did you hear me?
Well, forget it.
Hey!
What do you want?
Can I come back again?
No.
Please teach me how to play guitar!
Will you leave me alone?
I’m back!
It’s late.
Look at you!
As an older sister and a lady, it’s so improper
for you to lie on the couch like this!
Nonsense.
I’ve been waiting for you,
so we can heat up the pizza and eat together.
I’m sorry.
It’s in the freezer.
Go heat it up.
Can I come back again?
Please teach me how to play guitar!
Hey, Yayoi.
What?
Do you remember what music I played
when I first started playing guitar?
You were just strumming on it.
Strumming on it.
I shouldn’t have asked you.
Then don’t! Stupid!
Annoying.
As I thought,
teaching someone how to play
from scratch is too much for me.
I wonder if my eyes
used to be full of hope like that.
He hasn’t come here again since that day.
(One week later)
Uenoyama.
Hey.
It hurts.
You’ve been looking weird for days.
I always look like this.
Not really.
The Uenoyama I know used to look much more arrogant.
What does that mean?
Hey.
What are you guys doing there?
Hey, you,
go back to work!
I’m sorry!
He was taking a break!
That’s not true!
You are the one who’s been slack!
-We are out of time. -What are you talking about?
Cut it out! Just go back to work!
Hey, hurry!
Okay.
Do you practice often?
I practice every day.
Every day?
Hi.
Sorry!
We got caught up at work, so we are late.
Hi.
Mafuyu is here.
I saw that he was sitting outside,
so I let him in.
You…
Why?
Uenoyama, he’s actually quite talented.
Come here.
Look.
He has learned how to change the strings.
And listen to this.
Come on.
Did I
tune it right?
Didn’t you join the light music club?
I did.
They had all kinds of instruments there,
and it seemed fun.
So why didn’t you join?
Because you are much
cooler.
So,
could you teach me more skills?
Well,
in that case…
We’ll leave him to you.
Wait!
Excuse me,
could you?
It wasn't until much later
I realized what it felt like
at the moment.
♪Walking at dusk after school♪
♪The song has just been played♪
♪I’m all by myself♪
♪Yet I hear your voice in my ear♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪The forgotten view♪
♪The lost passion♪
♪I came across you♪
♪On that beautiful night♪
♪The story began♪
♪Ignore those ignorant people♪
♪Strange day♪
♪Make us strange feeling♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪Shake my head♪
♪The forgotten view♪
♪The lost passion♪
♪Like a thorn stabbing into my heart♪
♪I met you♪
♪The story began♪
♪Ignore those ignorant people♪
♪The forgotten view♪
♪The lost passion♪
(Next on Given) It’s also abandoned by your father?
No. It’s not.
Would you like to join our band?
Talk to him.
Communication is important in music.
You are really Mafuyu!
What are you doing?
Are you looking down upon me?
How come there’s nothing on your mind?
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