I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Now that things have come to this, can he still define this relationship as a "normal teacher-student relationship"?

Seeing that Kitahara-sensei just smiled and didn't reply, Nagase Tsukiyo thought she had said something wrong.

Suddenly, the sound of a clarinet rang out, and the concert in the concert hall began.

After the concert, the four of them went to visit various classrooms together.

Kitahara Hakuba clearly felt the difference between prestigious schools and mediocre ones. The curriculum resources, student quality, and campus atmosphere were all outstanding. Even if you randomly picked a student passing by, they would be a winner of some competition.

Even someone as skilled as Nagase Tsukiyo, who has been practicing the trumpet since childhood, is like a fledgling girl here, without any awards to her name.

It's not that she can't win awards, but that Hokkaido doesn't have a competition specifically for trumpets.

After leaving Tokyo University of Music, Nagase Tsukiyo reflected on her visit that day, noting the girl's earnestness and focus.

Chapter 246, page 245: I've thought about almost all the sad things in this life >>

Kitahara Hakuba felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

He quite liked places like Nagase Tsukiyo; only when he was with this girl could he truly understand what it meant to be a "teacher."

At the platform, the tram finally pulled into the station.

As always, it was crowded, and it was rush hour. Kitahara Hakuba was pushed in.

There was a spot right in front of him, and Kitahara Hakuba, quick as a flash, grabbed it and sat down first so that Kanzaki Eri wouldn't suffer from her sore ankle again.

Looking up, Nagase Tsukiyo and Saito Haruka had already learned their lesson and were standing in the corner of the carriage.

Two beautiful young girls were pushed together by several middle-aged women, like two cherry blossom buds about to bloom, gently touching each other in the morning dew, their soft curves merging into one in the sound of their breaths.

Nagase Tsukiyo tried to break free, but found that there was no place to stand around; the entire area was occupied by the vicious old women.

Saito Haruka and Nagase Tsukiyo were about the same size, and their faces were very close together, their breaths mingling in the air to create an ambiguous atmosphere.

Just as Kitahara Hakuba was about to offer his seat to Kanzaki Eri, she turned her back to him and sat down, covering her skirt with her hands.

Of the entire row, she was the only one sitting on someone's lap.

The person sitting next to him glanced at her and looked away, but inwardly he was incredibly jealous that such a cute girl was sitting on his lap.

But only Kitahara Hakuba knew that Eri wasn't just sitting on her legs.

The girl's body temperature, like a warm current, passed through the thin fabric of her dress and silently seeped into his skin. At that moment, his chest and other parts of his body rose and fell slightly with his heartbeat, giving Beiyuan Baima a subtle shiver.

This thing won't stop just because you command it to "Stop!"

It reacts immediately at the mere thought of a young girl next to it, especially her cute, fragrant buttocks.

In conclusion, this is not something that Kitahara Hakuba can control solely through willpower.

It will only follow its biological instincts and forge ahead relentlessly.

Kitahara Hakuba unconsciously spread his palms on the seat, trying to use the cool touch to dispel the rising heat. At this moment, Kanzaki Eri's body trembled slightly. Completely ignorant of these things, she seemed not to have expected this situation.

Even so, she didn't move away; instead, she mustered her courage and moved even closer.

The girl pressed her legs together and clutched the coin in front of her chest with her small hands.

Her usually expressionless face was flushed, and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed hot air, as if making a silent invitation.

During this time, Kitahara Hakuba thought through all the tragic things that had happened in his life.

When he was a child, his grandma said that his dog, Xiao Huang, who had been with him in his rural hometown for a year, was run over by a truck in winter because he was playing outside. Yesterday, a big cockroach appeared in the house, which means there are a lot of cockroaches in the house. The Kitahara family is doomed.

Winters in Hokkaido are extremely cold. Not only do you not want to get out of bed in winter, but shoveling snow in front of your door is also a hassle.

The honey mustard flavored fries I used to buy were really awful. Who exactly likes to eat these?

After a period of distraction, Kitahara Hakuba could sense that he had regained some control.

But it felt so good to be close to the girl, and Eri smelled wonderful.

She clearly used her own shower gel yesterday, and it wasn't even the kind with a strong scent, so why does she still smell so good? At this moment, Kanzaki Eri turned her head, a smile playing on her lips, and said:

"I will get to know you better."

The girl's eyes, full of longing and anticipation, held a hint of shyness. Kitahara Hakuba had never seen Eri so captivating.

Her breath carried a faint fragrance, weaving a warm and ambiguous web that entwined him.

Kitahara Hakuba did not respond, silently waiting to see the train arrive.

The two maintained this posture throughout the nearly half-hour journey.

Actually, you get used to it and it's not a big deal, since it doesn't involve any real stimulation.

But what bothers Kitahara Hakuba the most is that Kanzaki Eri occasionally adjusts her sitting posture.

She didn't adjust her position to make the person behind her more comfortable; she simply found it uncomfortable to sit on someone's lap, and moving around made her feel relaxed. Her purpose was very simple.

However, the girl's forward and backward movements posed a huge challenge for Kitahara Hakuba.

Especially in the back movement, the two were only separated by four thin layers of fabric.

That's it, I've almost exhausted all the sad things I've thought about in this life.

This continued until an empty seat became available next to me.

Without consulting him at all, Kanzaki Eri took off him and straightened her pleated skirt.

She sat obediently beside him.

This was the first time she had experienced this feeling; her body was slightly warm, and a warm, slightly aroused sensation was surging within her.

Although Eri left suddenly, Kitahara Hakuba's engine stalled so quickly that no one noticed anything amiss.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Nagase Tsukiyo and the other person nearby. They were already sitting in their seats looking at their phones and hadn't noticed what was happening here.

Arrive at Fuchu Honmachi Station,

As he stepped onto the solid platform, Kitahara Hakuba took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all the long-lost freedom and freshness into his lungs.

Hui Li returned to her usual doll-like form, quietly staying by his side without a single flaw.

Chapter 247, Section 246: I Want You to Remember Me for the Rest of Your Life (4K)

He returned home with three beautiful girls. His mother was chatting at the neighbor's house, his father was at work and hadn't come home yet, and only his two younger sisters were at home. - Read at midnight. Updated the latest.

"Haruka's back?" Kitahara Hakuba saw a girl with long black hair sitting on the sofa.

Kitahara Haruka is his second younger sister. She is currently in junior high school and has long black hair and a tall figure.

But perhaps it was a curse of the Kitahara family, the two younger sisters never grew up and were nothing but cute.

Kitahara Hakuba always believed that his little Haruka had the potential to become an unparalleled beauty in the future.

Facing her brother who brought three girls home, Kitahara Haruka carefully chose her words, stood up, and said:

"Hello, I am Haruka, the second younger sister of the Kitahara family."

Her voice was clear and cool like a spring, her tone steady and without any emotional fluctuations, as if she were in a snowfield, cold and aloof.

Kitahara Hakuba raised an eyebrow. After so many years of getting to know each other, he had long known that Haruka was only putting on a show of aloofness in front of them.

She struck a pose that was both profound and charmingly girlish.

Not only was he puzzled, but even Kitahara Ai, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The three Nagases introduced themselves again, and Kitahara Haruka nodded and turned to go upstairs.

A short while later, Kitahara Hakuba received a message from her on his phone.

"Come up here quickly!"

It's inexplicable.

"Please have a seat," Kitahara Hakuba said, having great faith in Kitahara Ai's hospitality.

After settling the three of them in, they went upstairs to Kitahara Haruka's room.

"Why did you lock the room? You wanted them to sleep in your bed yesterday," Kitahara Hakuba said.

Haruka's room was simple, without anything fancy. Perhaps he was already used to it, because he didn't smell any girlish fragrance.

"Dude! These three ladies are all so beautiful!"

Kitahara Haruka quickly closed the door and excitedly exclaimed, "How old are you? Do you have a boyfriend? Will you come back to visit again? The lady on the left has such big breasts! The lady in the middle has such beautiful legs! The lady on the right is incredibly cute!!!"

Unlike her aloof demeanor in front of guests, she only reveals her true self to her family. She's like a black-haired version of Umaru. She's so gentle and aloof in front of you, but when she's alone with me, she's a completely different person.

"By the way, bro, what about you and them?"

"He is my student."

"I haven't said it yet."

"No matter the outcome, we can only progress to being friends."

Faced with her brother who had set a firm principle, Kitahara Haruka pouted, took his arm, and said:

He's immune to being coquettish; Hokkaido girls often use that tactic.

"No, I'm not going on a trip, so why would I need any souvenirs?"

"Excessive!"

Kitahara Hakuma cupped her cheeks in his hands and kissed her smooth forehead:

"I think you should at least try to understand how tired your brother is working far away, instead of pestering him to buy you gifts. [Fox? [Love§Literature] Free Reading]"

The younger sister still allows her older brother to kiss her cheek, but the older sister, having grown up, refuses. It's sad.

Kitahara Haruka clenched her small fist and gently tapped his stomach, saying:

"when are you leaving?"

"tomorrow morning."

"So early? Can't you stay a few more days?"

"The match is about to start," Kitahara Hakuba said.

"alright."