I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"Teacher Kitahara told me that if I continue to hold this mindset, I will not let you play in matches anymore."

Seeing that Kirishima Mai remained silent, Kuno Tachibana reached out and grasped her arm, his fingertips sinking into her soft flesh with each squeeze.

"Although I know you probably don't have this thought, don't hold a grudge against Kitahara-sensei, and don't think he's unfair."

Her words, which sounded like a preventative measure, made Kirishima Mai laugh involuntarily.

"I won't hold a grudge against Kitahara-sensei. If he had let me into Class A, the situation probably wouldn't have changed."

"Are you serious?" Kuno Tachibana asked in an unusually calm voice.

"Seriously, I have always respected Kitahara-sensei."

Kuno Tachibana breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Kirishima Mai nod.

She glanced around instinctively to make sure no one was nearby, then leaned closer and whispered:

"I'll tell you a secret, but don't tell anyone else."

"what?"

Kuno Tachibana's lips curled slightly upwards, carrying a hint of playful and shy sweetness:

"I like Kitahara-sensei."

Kirishima Mai stared at her with wide eyes, as if confirming something, and said:

"Really?"

"of course it's true."

To hide her shyness, Kuno Tachibana kept raising her hand to touch her hair, a blush spreading from her cheeks to her neck.

"Don't tell anyone else, I'm only telling you this secret."

Kirishima Mai opened and closed her mouth in disbelief, and she squirmed as if tickled:

"Is this ok?"

"I don't know, but since I've told you, then you can't." Kuno Tachibana's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

Kirishima Mai immediately realized that Tachibana was telling her not to fall in love with the same person as her, otherwise it would be difficult for her as a friend.

“I won’t,” she said with a smile.

She and Mr. Kitahara didn't have much contact. Apart from guidance, they hadn't spoken more than ten sentences to each other in private over the past few months.

I never imagined the two of them would have an ambiguous relationship, let alone make things difficult for Li Hua in the future.

Of course, given the slightest opportunity, it's entirely possible for a relationship to develop in an instant, but she would never make that choice now.

Because in her heart, a close friend is more precious than a difficult romantic relationship.

Kuno Tachibana reached out and touched Kirishima Mai's fair, smooth thigh; it was so tender and smooth that he couldn't even pinch it.

"The quality of third-year students these days is so high that I have no confidence at all."

"It's rare to hear Lihua say he lacks confidence."

“Confidence is built upon great strength,” Kuno Tachibana sighed helplessly. “Unfortunately, my strength is really not enough.”

After she finished speaking, she stood up, looked down, and her gaze was like that of Germany during World War II, advancing relentlessly on French soil, so clear that even the shoes could be seen.

Compared to her, the three-year-olds each have their own good figures.

Although I don't particularly like Saito the Devil, her breasts are soft and full, Nagase-senpai's legs are shapely and long, Kanzaki-senpai is excessively cute, and Amemori-senpai has a model's figure.

Kirishima Mai also subconsciously lowered her head. While changing into her competition uniform in the locker room, Tachibana and the others kept saying that their breasts were beautiful, but she didn't think they were.

"But it's okay, I'm only a freshman in high school, I have plenty of time to waste on them!"

Kuno Tachibana quickly rallied. Her only advantage over the third-year students was that she was a first-year student and could spend three whole years with Kitahara-sensei.

These are the facts that many third-year students find hard to fall asleep on sleepless nights!

After hearing her words, Kirishima Mai gave her a gentle smile.

Three years from now, will we all have to part ways?

The unintentional image that surfaced made her feel a pang of sadness.

The two sat on the steps of the playground for a while longer, until they saw Kurosawa Maki shouting from an open window, "Tachibana! Mai! It's time to rehearse the music for the school festival!"

The sound echoed through the campus, startling the birds on the branches.

"I'm leaving." Kuno Tachibana stood up and patted her skirt.

The two returned to the club building together, and as soon as they stepped onto the stairwell, they heard the sound of the saxophone section.

"Why are they still practicing their competition pieces?" Kirishima Mai asked curiously.

Kuno Tachibana told her about the afternoon's ensemble performance.

"Really strict: "

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"I can't even get private lessons from Kitahara-sensei! They should feel lucky."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"what happened?"

"That's so dismissive! No girl would like that kind of talk!"

Chapter 212, Section 211. With your abilities...

"It's the second interval, the second interval doesn't match."

"Let's start with section C, one at a time."

"That's strange. I said before the music festival that the sound you can blow and the sound you can actually use are completely different concepts. If you blow too loudly and it damages the tone itself, then it's all for naught."

Once Kitahara Hakuba entered instructive mode, he remained as strict as ever. The A-grade saxophone members receiving instruction in the audiovisual classroom dared not utter a single word.

Apart from Takahashi Kami, none of them provided Kitahara Hakuba with any feedback on their opinions; he had to revise everything section by section.

These saxophone players are so typical; they all remain silent when asked.

Until 7 p.m., only a few lights were still on in the club building.

Practice in the first music room also ended early.

"Rest for fifteen minutes, then continue. Remember to replenish sugar and water."

Kitahara Hakuba looked at the panting saxophone players below and said...

"Don't think I'm targeting you. The fact that you've been kept here means your skills aren't up to par. If you have any complaints, you can talk to your friends, but I hope you can persevere and disband."

Because he needed to come back to give guidance, Kitahara Hakuba left without taking anything, and happened to run into Eto Kana who was waiting at the door.

What catches the eye is the girl's short skirt that reveals her flesh-colored thighs, and her slender figure can be seen even through the clothes.

"Hello, Kitahara-sensei." She greeted him with a bow, carrying her black instrument case.

"Hmm, waiting for Takahashi-kun?"

“Yes, we usually go home together,” Kana Eto said with a smile, her eyes, hidden behind her eyelashes, had an obsidian-like luster.

Kitahara Hakuma glanced into the audiovisual classroom, where the members of the special training program were panting in their seats, too exhausted to even walk.

"It might be past nine o'clock today," he reminded.

Kana Eto said dismissively, "It's okay, I've been through even later practice sessions."

"Thank you for your hard work." Kitahara Hakuba smiled slightly at her and left.

He didn't plan to go upstairs to see how many people stayed. After all, they had already said that the ensemble practice would end around 4 PM, and the remaining time would be for their cultural festival. Even if they left early, it wouldn't matter.

As you pass through the elevated corridor and the third grade, the mellow and warm tone of the oboe flows in the air, carrying a pure and transparent beauty.

Hakuba Kitahara quickly realized that Hindemith's Oboe Sonata was by Eri Kanzaki.

When she arrived at Class 3-C, she was the only one in the classroom. The soft light gently outlined the girl's features, making her fair skin appear exceptionally delicate.

She is like the morning dew, existing quietly, yet impossible to ignore.

However, before she could finish playing, Kanzaki Eri noticed Kitahara Hakuba outside, and her lips released the reed, the light casting a faint pink hue on her small mouth.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just passing by and will be leaving soon."

Kitahara Hakuba regretted staying outside to watch her; frankly, it was a complete waste of her time.

"Come in, there's something I don't understand."

Eri Kanzaki's eyelashes trembled in the light and shadow, and her gaze was filled with the softness unique to a young girl.

If it were a normal situation, Kitahara Hakuba might have just made up an excuse and left, but since it's an academic issue, there's really nothing he can do.

The entire classroom was immersed in a tranquil atmosphere, with only the clock on the wall ticking silently.

"Where?" Kitahara Hakuba stood beside her.

However, Eri Kanzaki didn't say anything. She just got up, looked around, and moved a steel pipe chair closer to her seat.

"sit."

Thank you. "

Kitahara Hakuba sat down, and Kanzaki Eri sat down again, feeling the warmth coming from beside her, her lips, which had been pursed into a thin line, slightly turned up.

“Where don’t you know?” he asked.

Eri Kanzaki shook her head, reached out and flipped through the sheet music, saying, "I don't know, what do you think?"

Kitahara Hakuba looked at her, puzzled.

"What I just heard should be fine."

"Okay." She nodded.

No? You know that too? Then why did you ask me to sit down?

Kitahara Hakuba took a shallow breath. Eri smelled wonderful, with a faint milky fragrance, and her legs under her skirt were very slender.