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"I always feel that there shouldn't be a large audience when practicing! That's roughly the idea! I call this 'a sense of informality'!"
"'Informalism'?" Takahashi Kami was intrigued by this and asked with a smile, "Then what is 'formalism', hmm?"
Kurosawa Maki struck a pose as if she were wearing a uniform tie, and raised her head high as she said:
"It's when everyone wears their competition uniforms, ties their hair in a ponytail, and puts on white knee-high socks. Then, Captain Eto shouts 'Kami Asahi~~' first, and everyone gets scrutinized by those around them. That's what formality is!"
"To put it simply, isn't it just the difference between staying at home and staying outside? Like putting on makeup before going out," Nagasawa Miyabi summarized.
"Yes!" Kurosawa Maki clapped her hands lightly, her eyes widening as she exclaimed, "That's exactly the feeling!"
Kuno Tachibana's gaze swept over the other girls in front of her, an undisguised competitive spirit appearing on her small face. Her hands involuntarily clenched into fists, and her delicate body bounced lightly.
"We can't let ourselves be looked down upon!"
“Here it comes, Tachibana Katsuyuki,” Nagasawa Miya said with a smile.
With one hand on her hip, Takahashi Kami couldn't help but say, "It seems like Kuno-senpai is quite interested in this kind of competition."
"Only competition can make people progress! Heave-ho!"
Kuno Tachibana circled in the air a few times, but her arms were thin and her fists were small, making her look weak and lacking any sense of strength.
"Huh? Where's Eto-senpai?" Kurosawa Maki looked around.
"She ran inside as soon as she got back, probably to take a shower and change her clothes," said Kami Takahashi.
Miyako Nagasawa asked from afar, "Eto-senpai said she had something to tell us, but it seems she hasn't said it yet? Does Takahashi-senpai know what it is?"
"I don't know either," Takahashi Kami shrugged.
"Then let's practice tonight and go for a sand bath together?" Kurosawa Maki suggested.
"Should we call Kitahara-sensei?" The junior student ignored her harassment.
"I suspect he's a little wary of bathing now?"
"There's no water in the sand bath."
"Just then, Kitahara Hakuba walked over, glanced at his watch, and said to Takahashi Kami, 'Minister Takahashi—'"
"Just to let you know, all members of the wind band club should assemble at 7 p.m., don't wait."
"Yes!"
Kami Takahashi straightened her back, glanced at the students from other schools behind her, and said...
"Teacher Kitahara, would you like a chair?"
Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand and pinched his nose, saying softly, "No need, let them stand."
"Huh?" Takahashi Kami seemed surprised by his words and didn't react for a moment.
Kitahara Hakuba explained:
"To put it bluntly, they're here to learn from the masters, so we can't make them too comfortable. Those who can't accept it will leave early."
"Teacher Kitahara is so vicious!" Kurosawa Maki exclaimed, covering her mouth with both hands.
"Will it?" Kitahara Hakuba smiled slightly at her. "Maybe."
"Teacher Kitahara," Mai Kirishima suddenly asked, "are we playing one of your compositions tonight?"
"Do you have any objections?" Kitahara Hakuba asked calmly. In his memory, Kirishima Mai's words were definitely not nonsense.
Kirishima Mai rarely showed a thoughtful expression, her eyebrows slightly raised as she said:
"Because this piece has never been played outside the band, it's only circulated within the band, among the senior members who left three years ago."
They're also adhering to the principle of not leaking information. With so many people here today, is it really convenient?
Only Kirishima Mai noticed this, and it was only after she pointed it out that the others realized it.
"Yes, yes, what should we do?"
Kurosawa Maki covered her head with her hands.
"If it gets recorded, the sheet music and CD might be released in a couple of days! Kitahara-sensei is going to lose a lot of money!"
Kami Takahashi gasped and said, "It must be over ten million, right?"
"Are there that many?" Nagasawa Miya asked incredulously.
Mai Kirishima took the initiative to explain:
"Don't underestimate the cost of composing sheet music. If it were an ordinary person's composition, it might only be around 100,000 yen. But Mr. Kitahara's identity is different. He has a strong influence in this field. He will have huge profits from future sheet music sales, streaming media, and digital sales. It is also very likely to be used as a competition piece and teaching material. These are all additional sources of income."
"Composing a wind instrument score can make this much money?!" Kurosawa Maki exclaimed in surprise.
"Then you have to be as famous as Kitahara-sensei."
Misaki Nagasawa realized what was happening.
"Teacher Kitahara, how about we play something else tonight? Anything is fine for this year's freestyle, everyone's okay with it."
Kitahara Hakuba waved his hand dismissively and said, "No need. I said we'll practice the new song tonight, and that's it. It won't change."
"But this is so unfair to you, Kitahara-sensei!" Kurosawa Maki said indignantly, as if the sheet music had already been leaked.
Kitahara Hakuba smiled and comforted him:
"It's okay. Even if someone steals it and releases the CD early, I can still compose a second wind instrument piece."
After he said that, the girls looked at each other in bewilderment.
If it were an ordinary person, they would think he was faking it, but if this person is Kitahara Hakuba, no one would think he would talk nonsense.
"Why am I suddenly speechless?" Kurosawa Maki complained.
"Alright, everyone go back and get ready."
Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand and naturally patted Kuno Tatsuka's back, saying with a slight pressure,
"Don't pay too much attention to them. Apart from three or four who are good, the rest are just average."
Kuno Tachibana was propelled forward by his force.
"What do you mean by 'besides three or four decent ones'? Has Kitahara-sensei evolved to the point where she can tell what these people are really capable of without even listening to their boasts?"
At the hotel's vending machine, Kurosawa Maki took out ten coins from his wallet and inserted them one by one.
"How could that be? Otherwise, he would be a god."
Miyako Nagasawa unscrewed the cap of the green tea bottle and handed it to Yu Goto beside her, saying,
"They must have heard the songs from these schools beforehand and had them in mind."
"That's true. When I was being scolded by the teacher in the office before, I often heard Kitahara-sensei watching DVDs from other schools." Kurosawa Maki handed the spilled strawberry milk to Kuno Tachibana.
"But the girls in Kagoshima are so shameless! They just barged right up to my doorstep without feeling any shame at all!"
"can you?"
Kuno Tachibana inserted the straw into the box, took a sip, and found it wasn't as good as Shin Asahi's.
Kurosawa Maki handed another box to Kirishima Mai, pursing her lips and saying, "Of course! They're not like us Hokkaido girls, so reserved, so gentle, so demure, so lovable~~~"
Chapter 371, Section 370: The Allure of Playing (4)
Mia Nagasawa, hands on her hips, said, "If Maki thinks that way, then I think girls from Hokkaido are pretty unsophisticated. 'You're so young and already making regional stereotypes, huh? You're from Kumamoto Prefecture!' Maki Kurosawa shouted."
"Huh? Who started this regional discrimination first?"
Mia Nagasawa said firmly,
"Yu and I are both from Kyushu, and we've never seen a girl from Kagoshima like you described."
Kurosawa Maki retorted indignantly:
"But I absolutely cannot accept that girls from Hokkaido are unsophisticated! Nagase-senpai and the others are from Hokkaido too! Miya, do you dare say that Nagase-senpai and the others are unsophisticated?"
"You were the one who said Kagoshima girls weren't good enough, and that's why I said Hokkaido girls. You're the one who's wrong, not me." Nagasawa Miya crossed her arms, her upturned eyebrows appearing particularly sharp.
Kurosawa Maki clenched her fists and said, "But the girls from Hokkaido are just prettier than those from Kyushu!"
"You don't even want to talk about Kagoshima anymore, do you? You just want to declare war on Kyushu?" Nagasawa Miya said, winking.
Kurosawa Maki raised her head and stated with evidence:
"So what! How could there be girls like Nagase-senpai everywhere in the world! Even if there were, they would all have been reborn in Hokkaido after they died! Otherwise, why would there be so many beautiful and cute upperclassmen at Shin-Asahi High School! Do you dare to argue with that!"
"Huh? You have to understand, Fukuoka has 'Toradora!' and 'Assassination Classroom,' my hometown has 'Natsume's Book of Friends,' Nagasaki has 'Long Walk Through Time,' Kagoshima has 'Usagi Drop,' and Saga has 'Saga Idols Are Legendary.' Do you really think these girls aren't pretty?"
Mima Nagasawa cleverly shifted the topic from "which place is beautiful" to "which region has the most beautiful actresses".
"I...I..." Kurosawa Maki racked his brains and said with difficulty, "My hometown has a book called 'Shaving'!"
It's hot enough, isn't it!
Mia Nagasawa's lips curled into a smirk, and she said disdainfully:
"Ha, Kyushu has won."
“Ugh—!”
Kurosawa Maki was in so much pain that she almost closed her eyes. Watching too few anime had caused her to lose in the world of anime.
"Natsume isn't a man?" Kirishima Mai gently tugged at Kuno Tachibana's sleeve and asked in a low voice.
"I don't know, I haven't seen it."
Kuno Tachibana doesn't care at all which place has the best girls.
The five returned to their room, took a shower, changed their clothes, and immediately went to the side hall.
There were so many outsiders at the scene that it was astonishing. Kurosawa Maki, who was holding a bass horn, had to keep saying "excuse me" as she passed by.
The moment I sat down in the chair, a feeling of pride suddenly welled up inside me.
Kurosawa Maki could clearly sense that these people were looking at her with envy and jealousy.
Moreover, all the members of the Shin-hsu Wind Ensemble could feel this same gaze.
For students, having a good mentor can make their future incredibly fulfilling.
If you end up with an irresponsible mentor, your precious three years of youth can easily be wasted, leaving you with nothing but regret when you look back.