I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Last time when everyone stayed in Utsunomiya and played games, Hama Watanabe bluntly said that she would arrange her own time twice a week.

As a girl, she didn't feel ashamed at all saying it in front of everyone.

Nagase Tsukiyo felt that such things could be done in private, and sometimes she would think of Kitahara at night and then lose control of herself and do bad things.

But such shameful things cannot be spoken aloud in everyday life; they must be kept hidden in one's heart.

The message written by Ms. Kitahara was a plea for her to control her habit of speaking so bluntly, otherwise she could easily be misunderstood by others.

Utilization.

"I believe that what Kitahara-sensei wrote is not without reason, and Watanabe-kun may realize it someday in the future."

Nagase Tsukiyo spoke euphemistically because she simply didn't have the courage to go into details.

Watanabe Hama raised an eyebrow slightly, took the card back, and said bluntly:

"Why are you covering your card, Nagase-kun? Do you not want me to see what Kitahara-sensei wrote for you? Or is it that he wrote something different for you, and you're embarrassed if others see it?"

Hmm!

Nagase Tsukiyo's breath hitched, and she was momentarily at a loss for words in response to Watanabe Hama's question.

What's going on here? Even though he didn't write anything embarrassing, or even common words of encouragement, he still subconsciously didn't want others to see it.

"I understand now." Seeing that she suddenly blushed and didn't answer, Watanabe Hama nodded expressionlessly. "It's not easy, keep it up."

Nagase Tsukiyo blushed and shyly looked up, only to find Kitahara Hakuba standing in the corner chatting with Amemori, who had somehow run over.

The usually serious Amemori was acting differently than usual, which made Nagase Tsukiyo feel a little unhappy for some reason.

"It seems that Yushou really wants to talk to Kitahara-sensei a little more." A voice came from beside her.

Turning around, there was a woman named Saito Harutori holding a bouquet of flowers, which contained many greeting cards. In addition, there were also many photos of her with girls.

She truly is the queen of popularity in the brass band.

Nagase Tsukiyo calmed down and said dismissively:

"She's still the orchestra's principal, so it's perfectly normal for her to seek out Kitahara-sensei."

"Actually, the person standing next to Kitahara-sensei right now should be Tsukiyo."

"Isn't that why Yu Shou became the band's principal? Actually, when you wanted to pull her down, it was just a competition, and who could object?"

Seeing that Nagase Tsukiyo remained silent, Saito Haruka smiled kindly.

"Moonlit Night, you're so gentle. If you keep giving in, who knows what the consequences will be? Don't blame anyone later."

“I don’t need you to tell me that,” Nagase Tsukiyo retorted, somewhat unconvinced.

Saito Harutori smiled, then turned around and was surrounded by the other female students, who started chatting in their soft, affected voices again.

Nagase Tsukiyo sighed deeply, composed herself, and looked at Kanzaki Eri beside her.

The girl stared blankly at the bouquet in her hand. The card on it reflected a faint light, and the side with the writing on it was completely hidden from view.

"Huili," she whispered.

Eri Kanzaki slowly raised her face.

Nagase Tsukiyo's long eyelashes fluttered up and down, and as your gaze traveled down from the cuffs of her uniform, you could see Eri's slender and graceful hands.

Those are hands that can play both the piano and the oboe.

Has this hand been held by Kitahara-sensei? And in which parts of his body has it been touched?

Between Eri and Huili, whose do he prefer?

Curiosity, I'm curious about everything.

"What did Kitahara-sensei write for you? Can I see it?" The moment Nagase Tsukiyo finished speaking, her consciousness vanished into thin air.

I asked it anyway, I couldn't help but ask it.

Eri Kanzaki's fingers brushed against her sideburns, and through her sparse bangs, her slightly drooping eyebrows could be seen.

"I do not want to say."

Chapter 311, Section 310: Sayaka Akamatsu Doesn't Like It (4K)

My initial high spirits instantly cooled down because of Eri Kanzaki's nonchalant words.

Even if you refuse, nothing will change; Hui Li has no reason or obligation to inform you.

When it comes to balancing personal matters and friendships, Eri always does a better job than Nagase Tsukiyo.

Nagase Tsukiyo lowered her eyes sadly. Before meeting Kitahara-sensei, Eri would never refuse her request.

Most importantly, she has nothing that allows her to stand up for herself when facing Hui Li. Her upbringing and manners have led to this terrible situation where she cares too much about others.

Now, Nagase Tsukiyo is not angry at all; on the contrary, she is very envious of Eri for changing so much because of Kitahara-sensei.

"Teacher Kitahara, if there are any particularly difficult club members to manage in the future, you can send me a message, and I will definitely come back to help you."

Faced with Rain Guardian's "declaration of discipline," Kitahara Hakuba simply smiled:

"Yes, being the orchestra's principal for the past few months has been tough. Thank you for your hard work."

Yu Shou's breathing was a little rapid, his chest rising and falling slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then hesitantly swallowed it back:

"No, I was just doing my job, and it would be an honor to do something for you."

"Is that so?" Kitahara Hakuba smiled slightly.

It wouldn't be an honor for a lifetime.

"Before I retire, there is something I want to say to Kitahara-sensei."

Yu Shou's fingers twisted the hem of her skirt, and you could sense from her tone that the girl was very nervous.

“Speak,” Kitahara Hakuba said. “I will do my best to satisfy you within my power.”

Yu Shou let out a breath, the bouquet in her arms becoming heavier, her ears turning a blush, and she shyly raised her eyes.

This shy demeanor surprised the other members, especially the first and second year students who usually suffered under the oppression of the Rain Guardian.

They had never seen this tall girl with a single ponytail act so awkwardly and coyly.

But it wasn't too surprising, because everyone in the brass band knew that the concertmaster had an extremely strong affection for Kitahara-sensei.

He not only hunted down students who spoke ill of him behind his back, but also carried the pen he had given him with him at all times, to the point of complete obsession.

"that is

Yu Shou gently bit her lip, looking at his handsome face, and said...

Can you call me "shiori"?

Kitahara Hakuba slightly opened and closed his mouth. He initially thought that Amegami wanted him to help with tutoring or something, but he didn't expect it to be such a simple matter.

Under the expectant gaze of the young girl, Kitahara Hakuba smiled and said:

"Thank you so much for your hard work these past few months, classmate."

Finally, Pei Yi heard the word from his own mouth. Yu Shou excitedly raised a hand to cover his mouth, his eyelashes as light as butterfly wings, unable to hide the deep tenderness in his eyes. "Thank you so much!"

Rain Guardian bowed deeply to Kitahara Hakuba. He had long hoped Kitahara Hakuba would call him that, but now that the moment had arrived...

But I found a deep emptiness within myself. "Thank you so much all this time."

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Kitahara Hakuba savored the moment, and the words "thank you so much all this time" slowly seeped into his mind after careful consideration.

This sentence, as if it were in the past tense, drew a very clear line between him and these third-year students.

"Now, please take your seats, seniors! Enjoy the entertainment we've prepared!" Kana Eto called out.

Amid applause, the third-year students took their seats. The table was set with a variety of snacks and drinks.

Sakurako Yukawa sat on a chair covered with a neat green cloth, looking somewhat restrained at the other club members who were still standing around:

I feel a little embarrassed.

"

Sayaka Akamatsu crackled as she bit into the potato chip, revealing her teeth with a smile as she said:

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Just enjoy it."

Sakura took a deep breath, picked up her fork, and gently dipped the tip into the green sponge cake.

When you put it in your mouth, the rich, sweet cream spreads across your tongue. As you swallow it, you can feel a slight sweet spiciness deep in your throat.

That's right, she should enjoy all of this. She's sad about today, because there will be plenty more time in the future.

Kitahara Hakuba continued to stand in the corner. Although Eto Kana had arranged a seat for him, he still didn't really like sitting. Standing was more comfortable for him.

The club members prepared a drama performance, a blind box lottery, personal gifts, and heartfelt messages for the third-year students.

However, this honest opinion was mostly a complaint.

"Suzuki-senpai always likes to sing during other people's lunch break, which is honestly quite annoying, but I've put up with it until now because she sings pretty well."

"If you think I sing well, then you should listen to me properly."

"Actually, I sing better than Suzuki-senpai. I've already scored over 93 points on that song you often sing at karaoke."

"What! You're the one called 'Hakodate's Number One Girl'?!"

"Minister Yuchuan is always walking around the music room with a little notebook. Is he really that competent? I should be the music room manager!"

"Haha, sorry, I'll be more careful next time."

"I'm sorry, Minister Yukawa, there won't be a next time."

"Hmm, that makes sense."

"That Kanzaki-senpai is so, so, so cute"

"Yuka-senpai works too hard. To be honest, I wish I could relax a bit. Compared to Nagase-senpai and the others, Yuka-senpai puts more pressure on me. Sometimes I wonder if Yuka-senpai is made of steel?"

"I'm not too sure about that, but I just feel that no matter what the competition, you should always keep pushing forward."

"Truly a heart of steel!"