"Can someone really be tone-deaf to this extent?" Akitani Reiko eyed him suspiciously. "Or is there something wrong with your ears?"
"Were you ever deaf before?"
"My ears are fine..."
"That's right, Conan is just tone-deaf!"
Ayumi planted her hands on her hips and declared it confidently. Then, afraid that the other woman would not believe her, she emphasized again as though defending him, "He's just tone-deaf, that's all!"
Conan: "..."
Did she really have to keep emphasizing that?
Forget it. Let the world burn.
"That's strange." Akitani Reiko narrowed her eyes as she studied Conan, whom the girl had shielded behind her.
Just like Sayuri Matsumoto years ago, she suspected that this little brat had deliberately sung off-key just to get her attention.
After all, Conan's off-key singing had gone beyond the realm of ordinary people.
If you said he could sing, his pitch was quite high. If you said he could not, his singing was unstable and every note was off.
His throat could not adjust based on the sound he heard after singing, as if he were deaf.
It was a double torment for both the mind and the eardrums.
Maybe this kid really was tone-deaf.
Akitani Reiko sighed, then looked toward Ran. "And the piano is completely off too."
Ran: "...?"
Why was she talking about me again?
Could there be something wrong with my piano technique too?!
The kids were one thing, but I had a problem too?
Did that mean all those years I spent playing the piano had been for nothing?!
Ran's heart tightened, and she felt as if she had returned to childhood, being scolded by her music teacher.
Then she saw Akitani Reiko walk over, stroke her chin, and say, "The overall pitch has dropped. It must be out of tune.