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"Also, when I went to the restroom this afternoon, I noticed that he seemed to have bought a lot of things, which should be gifts for us."
"is this real?"
The voice that came through my ears wasn't Sakurako Yukawa's, but Tsukiyo Nagase's.
Kanzaki Eri was also with her, and both of them seemed interested in what Akamatsu Sayaka had said.
“Of course it’s true, I saw it clearly! He and Shinomiya-sensei carried a lot of things down, and the boys were helping too,” Akamatsu Sayaka said confidently.
"Gift," Eri Kanzaki repeated the word softly.
Nagase Tsukiyo's breathing slowed down, and the hand holding Eri's grew even hotter.
Will he send me something different?
Thinking too much makes my heart flutter and my face flush.
Nagase Tsukiyo swallowed hard. Eri, who was holding her hand beside her, probably noticed, but she didn't say anything.
Or perhaps, Eri felt that her palms suddenly became hot because of her own condition, and had nothing to do with the moonlight.
Chapter 309, Section 308: What does "starting today with hard work" mean? (4K)
When the four of them arrived at the floor of the brass band club, intending to head towards the first music classroom, they were stopped by Takahashi Kami not far from the entrance.
Not only the four of them, but all the other third-year students were waiting in the corridor, and you could also see Saito Haruka and Isomoto Yuka.
"What are they doing this time?" Yukawa Sakurako asked with a faint smile. She hadn't done anything this strange for her seniors last year.
"No matter what we think, we have to make it as solemn as possible! Just like the entrance to the Olympics!" Takahashi Kami spread out her ten fingers and waved them like a bouquet.
Sakurako Yukawa smiled, revealing her teeth: "No need for that."
Sayaka Akamatsu, standing to the side, smiled and said:
"I would like to hold it as grand as possible, but the thought of not being able to take millions of dollars in funding with me breaks my heart."
“If you want to repeat a year, we would be very happy to let you do so,” said Kami Takahashi.
"Let's skip this one and save the money for the club's development!"
Kami Takahashi clasped her hands together and said with a genuine smile, "Akamatsu-senpai is truly a rare and wonderful woman!"
"So before that, let me touch your breasts, okay?!" Sayaka Akamatsu struck a pose like a wicked old man, pinching her breasts in the air with both hands.
Standing beside her, Suzuki Yoshie sighed helplessly and said:
"He really is a pervert."
Saito Harutori glanced at Tsukiyo and Eri standing together and murmured:
Do you want to be with her more?
.
"What?" Yuka Isomoto, standing beside her, tilted her head in confusion. She seemed to hear Harutori muttering something.
“No.” Saito Harutori smiled, her eyes slightly narrowed. “After today, we won’t have any reason to come to the brass band anymore.”
Yuka Isomoto took a deep breath and looked at the sliding door of the first music classroom, where the flowers clustered on it were exceptionally bright in color.
It seems that the younger students are really putting in the effort to prepare.
"Yeah, I didn't expect it to end like this."
She wasn't dissatisfied, but rather incredulous, a mix of joy and sorrow welling up inside her.
When I held a "graduation meeting" for my seniors a couple of years ago, I felt very simple, or rather, everyone felt simple. We treated the "graduation meeting" as a recreational activity similar to a club gathering.
The entertainment was so intense that there was no main character; the third-year students were just an excuse for the first and second-year students to mess around.
“Me too.” Even though Yuka Isomoto didn’t explicitly say it, Haruka Saito could understand what she was thinking.
For the members, entertainment is essential.
But using the "Graduate Club" as a pretext for entertainment, disregarding the feelings of third-year students, is truly disheartening.
The reason I can understand this is because of the experience I gained in the past two years. Only after standing in this position did I realize how naive my previous mindset was.
A moment later, the door to the first music classroom opened, and Kuno Tachibana walked out.
She was wearing the s-shirt from the cultural festival, with a flower wreath on her head, and her elf ears were long and pointed, like elegant willow leaves.
Among the group of high school girls in uniform, Kuno Tachibana stood out.
She closed the door behind her, walked up to the third-year student, and, true to the original story, said in a calm tone:
"I will now guide you on this new journey."
“Tachibana, speak normally,” Akamatsu Sayaka said with a smile. “It feels strange to speak like this.”
Kuno Tachibana frowned slightly, sighed softly, and said, "As expected, a new broom sweeps clean. He hasn't even become the club president yet, but he's already instructing me on how to do things. He's going to be the leader of this club. Logically speaking, he should have a more suitable plan. I'm already starting to have doubts about the brass band next year."
As soon as she said that, the third-year student in front of her suddenly burst out laughing.
“Hmm—”
Hearing their laughter, Kuno Tachibana's previously disdainful face immediately tightened. She raised her eyebrows, as if she wanted to say something, but could only turn her face away and utter a sound—"Hmph—!"
Having spent a lot of time with this troublesome girl, I know what kind of personality she has.
In the brass band, if there's anyone who could make her do things against her will, it's only one person: Mr. Kitahara.
If Kuno Tachibana doesn't want to, no one but him has the courage and power to force her.
To put it another way, if it wasn't Kitahara-sensei who called him, then Kuno Tachibana himself accepted it, but was just too embarrassed to admit it outright.
"Alright, hurry up!" Kami Takahashi urged.
"Yes Yes Yes."
Kuno Tachibana raised her magic wand, which was taller than her, and steadily pointed it at the sliding door of the first music classroom, saying, "I don't know what kind of magic to cast, but just open the door!"
Sakurako Yukawa raised a brow: "This reading was far too hasty."
The vegetation around the sliding door was shimmering with light, and the lights, like tiny stars, twinkled and danced among the deep green leaves.
It might look good at night, but it's broad daylight now, so it looks very cheap.
"It doesn't feel quite like the scene in my mind," Takahashi Kami said, her mouth agape in embarrassment.
So tacky! How could it be so tacky!
"Now, please welcome the third-year students to enter!"
Kana Eto's voice came from the first music classroom; it was clear that she was raising her voice.
"minister?"
While Sakurako was still in a daze, Sayaka Akamatsu nudged her side with her elbow.
"what?"
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Sakurako turned her head and found that all the third-year students were looking at her, and Nagase and the others were giving her gentle looks.
Yes, as long as the student council meeting continues, she will remain the head of the brass band.
"You don't need to take off your shoes; we've already moved the sound-absorbing carpet out," Takahashi Kami reminded her from the side.
Sakurako Yukawa nodded; it was the first time she had ever walked into the first music classroom wearing indoor shoes.
The third-year students walked in one after another, while the first and second-year students stood haphazardly in the classroom, watching them applaud. The word "senior sister" kept coming into their ears.
There were only two boys in the three years, and the shouts of "Senior Furukawa, Senior Kawaguchi" from Tenkai and others were so loud that they drowned out the voices of dozens of girls.
In the brass band, because there are fewer boys, the distinction between seniors and juniors is not very prominent.
Every time a new male member is added, these male veterans are overjoyed, even more so than when a beautiful female member is added.
Regardless of grade or vocal part, the boys always gather together to play during breaks, unlike the girls who are clearly divided by grade.
They have a very good relationship.
"Stop shouting, stop shouting!"
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The three boys, somewhat embarrassed, told them to shut up, but Tianhai Cang and the others only shouted louder.
More than ninety members gathered in the first music classroom. The third-year students stood in front of the blackboard poster for the "Graduation Meeting" and received greetings and applause from the first and second-year students.
Sakurako Yukawa was wearing indoor shoes, but she couldn't feel any difference from walking on them normally.
Looking around, there were colorful paper flowers, balloons, a bunch of handmade decorations, the slightly immature faces of the members, and the blackboard behind them.
This image may be etched in my heart for a lifetime.
"It feels like so much time has passed," she muttered to herself, her lips pursed.
"Only five days have passed since the national conference."
"But it has been two and a half years since the wind ensemble was added in the spring of last year."
Suddenly stirred by those words, Akamatsu Sayaka smiled, her gaze sweeping over each student's face before finally settling on Kitahara Hakuba in the corner.
He clapped with a smile, just like the other students, and his gaze seemed gentler than when I remembered him.
At this moment, Kana Eto raised her hand and clapped her hands. This was her first time hosting a club activity, and it was in front of her seniors. It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous.
"Excuse me, could you please be quiet for a moment?"
The classroom fell silent. Kitahara Hakuba also stopped clapping and gently looked at the third-year students' faces.
In just a few seconds, he made eye contact with many girls over the past three years, to the point that he didn't know who to be intimate with.
Ultimately, this only results in an unfocused gaze.
Kana Eto took a deep breath, slightly puffing out her chest, and pointed to the hem of her pleated skirt, saying:
"Today is the graduation reunion of my seniors from three years ago, and I am very excited!"
Her nervousness was palpable.
"From now on, it's the Eto era, so make the most of it!" Akamatsu Sayaka teased, seemingly trying to ease her tension.