I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"I'm sorry, Kurosaki, I might not be able to handle guys."

"No, this is for me." Kurosawa Yuichi's mouth clenched with nervousness. "Is this normal?!"

"For you?" Kitahara Hakuba picked up the letter; he really should take a good look at it.

He would throw away many of the love letters that female students sent him, as if they didn't exist.

But he would glance at any love letter his colleague received from students, regardless of its quality!

The letter has already been opened; it seems Kurosawa Yuichi had read it beforehand.

"I think you should know a lot about this kind of thing, so my first thought was to have you take a look."

Like a child, Kurosawa Yuichi sidled up to Kitahara Hakuba and said...

"I've been teaching physical education for three years, and this is the first time a student has given me this."

"Like this," Kitahara Hakuba carefully took out the letter.

It was written on scrap paper, with a regular black pen, the handwriting was neat and tidy, and there was nothing about it that could make your heart race.

It's all expressed in words and phrases, as rudimentary as the notes that middle school students throw at each other in class.

"This student wasn't listed."

Kitahara Hakuba didn't look closely, he just glanced at it and found that most of the posts were about what people liked, which was vulgar.

However, this was very damaging to Kurosawa Yuichi. He put one hand on his hip and the other on his forehead, saying:

"They are first or second-year students."

Oh, indeed

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Kitahara Hakuba discovered in the last paragraph that he hoped to meet at midnight on the second day of the school trip at the vending machine on the first floor of the accommodation.

It seems there are vending machines on the first floor of all the accommodations. Kitahara Hakuba suddenly remembered the scene when the brass band stayed at the hotel and a bunch of girls met in front of the vending machine, even though he wasn't there.

"What should we do?" Kurosaki Yuu looked at him.

"What else can you do? Do you want to have some fun or keep your job?" Kitahara Hakuba asked bluntly.

"Of course work is more important!"

"That's settled then, just throw it away and pretend it doesn't exist."

"But wouldn't that make her wait? It's so cold outside, and we're teachers, making this girl wait outside would seem heartless!"

Furthermore, it is currently uncertain whether the person who sent the letter was a female student, or possibly a male student.

Because muscles can attract each other.

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temples as he spoke.

"Kurosaki, if you had done your research beforehand, you would have found that the temperature in Kagoshima is different from that in Hakodate. You won't freeze to death at night. And according to you, are you going to go over there and give her a lecture?"

"In this situation, don't you want to give the female student any education?" Kurosaki Yuichi asked anxiously.

"Of course we won't meet."

Kitahara Hakuba shared his experience,

"If you meet him, the second letter will also ask you to meet him, and eventually the word will spread that regardless of whether he is accepted or not, Kitahara-sensei will come to meet him. This won't change the problem."

Only by making them understand that their messages will not receive a reply can this situation be changed.

Of course, this only applies to multi-talented handsome guys like Kitahara Hakuba.

Strangely enough, none of the girls in the brass band ever sent a love letter to Kitahara Hakuba.

"I see," Kurosaki Yuichi suddenly realized, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"Alright, that's enough. I thought it was something serious."

Kitahara Hakuba shrugged, handed the letter back to him, and said, "Tear it up and throw it away. Don't let others find out. If word gets out about our identities, it will cause a lot of trouble."

However, Kurosaki Yuichi didn't move while holding the letter, which worried Kitahara Hakuba, who frowned and asked:

Kurosaki: You're not secretly thinking about having some fun, are you?

Kurosaki Yuichi's nostrils flared slightly as he spoke with a grave expression.

"No, I didn't have that thought. I'm an adult now, I would never do such a thing."

"Then why are you still hesitating? Why haven't you dealt with it yet?"

Kitahara Hakuba never imagined he would utter that phrase he hated so much.

"I'm doing this for your own good, okay?"

"But--!"

Kurosawa Yuichi's brows furrowed, and he said excitedly,

"I know you wouldn't do this, Kitahara, but this is the first time I've received something like this after teaching for so long. I really want to know who sent it to me!"

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"Oh, I see," Kitahara Hakuba said with a wry smile.

Indeed, just like someone who hasn't been in a relationship for years receiving a love letter, they'll still be curious about who could possibly be interested in them after being single for so long.

Although I might think it's a prank, I still hope it's real and want to know who that charming woman is.

A discerning eye for talent!

“Spitting it out is very dangerous ::” Kitahara Hakuba said, while smiling and waving to the female student who had waved to him.

Kurosaki Yuichi hid the letter in his jacket pocket, and his voice became much softer:

“I know it’s impossible, but I want to be a good teacher and advise her to prioritize her studies.”

He revealed a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, which even Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but admire.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Let's meet, but I hope you can come with me."

"I?"

"Yeah, I don't know why, but I always feel more at ease when you're by my side."

It was a bit strange of him to say that, but never mind.

"alright."

Seeing that Kitahara Hakuba had agreed, Kurosaki Yuichi finally breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I suspect it's a female student from the basketball team, because I'm the coaching advisor for the basketball team, and also for the track and field team, but it's probably impossible."

"The track and field club." Kitahara Hakuma rested his chin on his hand. The girls in the track and field club were really soft and fragrant. He quite liked walking past the track in the summer.

Although I had to buy them water, getting hit by the ball was totally worth it.

"What if she says, 'If you don't agree, I won't live anymore'?"

"This is so frustrating. Should I try to save people, or stick to my own path?"

"Kitahara, tell me, why are we male teachers always so popular? Sigh."

Kitahara Hakuba smiled indifferently, while Kurosaki Yuichi was already annoyed by receiving a love letter from someone whose gender was unknown.

If he finds out about the things that happened between him and those female students, especially the most famous ones...

The only thing I can do is die.

Chapter 361. Adolescence, a time of many worries (6 chapters combined)

First day of the school trip. +8`6*z?h_o′n¨g·.-c!o*m,

Kitahara Hakuba got out of bed early in the morning, and after making sure that he hadn't woken Shinomiya Haruka, he turned and walked towards the living room.

In preparation for this trip to Kagoshima, Shinomiya Haruka spent a long time thinking about everything, from the smallest details to even asking him to bring medicine for bruises and sprains.

"Kagoshima is quite warm, and the humidity is probably similar to that of Hakodate, since they are both by the sea."

"Just in case, you should bring a few sets of cotton shirts."

I also packed a set of winter clothes, making my backpack bulge out like a hiker's backpack.

I ultimately chose the wheeled suitcase.

Standing still and thinking quietly, making sure he hadn't forgotten anything, and checking his appearance in the mirror to make sure it was okay, Kitahara Hakuba returned to his room.

Because the heating was on, the room was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Last night, Kitahara Hakuba suspected he had been scammed by some games, as he couldn't actually tell the difference between playing them and not playing them.

"Are you leaving?" Perhaps the noise of going upstairs disturbed her, because her groggy voice could be heard.

"kindness."

Kitahara Hakuba picked up the coat from the hanger and neatly put it on.

Shinomiya Haruka pulled the soft bedding down, revealing her fair neck and beautifully curved collarbone, and said with a smile:

Do you know what I'm thinking right now?

"what?"

"I hate you so much, but I like you so much too."

Hearing her sudden, shrill laughter, Kitahara Hakuma, who had been sitting upright, raised an eyebrow, glanced at her, and smiled gently:

What did I do that made my sister like?

Shinomiya Haruka stretched one of her slender arms out from under the covers and said meaningfully:

"That's strange. Why don't you ask me what it is about you that I dislike?"

Is it because there are too many girls around me?

You know that?

"It seems like this is my only flaw."