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"All right......"
Kuno Tachibana pursed his lips.
"I only heard from Yushou that you arranged for eight people in the percussion section, Kitahara-sensei! Their entire section only has eleven people, and we trumpets can only play six."
Pu——
The sound of an oboe being trampled and quacking echoed in his ears again, but Kitahara Hakuba pretended not to hear it and explained:
"Because 'The Tears of Inahime Kida of the Hii River' involves traditional Japanese musical instruments, including the marimba, xylophone, glockenspiel, timpani, bass drum, snare drum, and so on—"
Ding--
Kuno Tachibana tapped the triangle and said, puzzled:
“I’m not jealous… I’m just worried that there are too many people getting in, which is bad for the competitive environment.”
"Kuno-san, are you afraid that you won't work hard enough?" Kirishima Mai asked.
"Definitely. Setting a cut-off score for admission and ranking-based admission are two different things."
"Then we can only rely on self-discipline."
"Alright, let's talk about these things when we get to the brass band. Let's finish the assignment now," Kitahara Hakuba interrupted their conversation.
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In the afternoon, since it was learned that a tripartite meeting would be held after the students' exams, the departmental meeting was not held and was postponed to tomorrow.
Today's practice was naturally put on hold.
As Kitahara Hakuba finished packing his things in the office and was about to leave, he saw a woman walk into the office, with the ferry manager chatting with her with a smile.
She was wearing a sexy white bodycon dress, with light makeup on her face, and her braided hair was wavy; she looked like a wealthy lady.
Although she looks to be nearly forty, she still exudes charm.
Behind her followed Nagase Tsukiyo.
The two look very alike and have similar temperaments; the mother and daughter standing together is quite pleasing to the eye.
Kitahara Hakuba was startled. No wonder Nagase Tsukiyo had such beautiful legs; she inherited them from her mother.
“In this mock exam, Nagase ranked first, and getting into the University of Tokyo is no problem at all.” Director Watari pulled out his own chair.
The woman then sat down, crossed her long legs, and looked at her daughter with a smile, saying:
"Don't be arrogant, you still need to work hard and make your parents proud."
"Ah."
Nagase Tsukiyo nodded dismissively, only to realize a moment later that Kitahara Hakuba was staring at her from inside the office.
She immediately lowered her eyes, letting Kitahara Hakuba know that she was ashamed of the lie she had told.
His continued presence here would only make Nagase Tsukiyo uncomfortable, so he simply packed his things and left the office.
This was the first time Kitahara Hakuba had left school so early. He raised his wrist to check the time; it was only 3:40 PM.
Or, you could go to Haruka Shinomiya's music store and trigger a romantic quest.
Thinking back on it carefully, although that night was memorable enough, it seems he... hadn't yet broken through Shinomiya Haruka's final barrier...
If we're already boyfriend and girlfriend, it would be a lie to say I don't look forward to that kind of thing happening.
Ever since experiencing her sweetness and clingy embrace, Kitahara Hakuba would often think of her.
A cool breeze blew by, instantly dispelling the heat from Kitahara Hakuba's face, and he quickly took a deep breath.
Sure enough, when people have nothing to do, their minds are filled with positive and uplifting thoughts.
Honestly! Kitahara Hakuba! You need to have some ambition! How can your mind be filled with such filthy things!
Kitahara Hakuba, feeling guilty, went to the mall and bought pork belly, green onions, garlic, baby bok choy, "see you tomorrow," fish balls...
Remembering that Shinomiya Haruka liked to eat beef, he took away the most expensive plates of Wagyu beef in the mall so that she could eat her fill and wouldn't be able to say anything tempting!
Finally, I bought a large bottle of barley tea, paid the bill, and carried a large bag of things back to my rented room.
He was carrying a laptop bag in his left hand and a shopping bag in his right when he noticed a girl in a Shin-U High School uniform standing in front of his house.
She carried her schoolbag in both hands, looked down at her black loafers, and her legs under her skirt were as white as clouds, so tender they seemed to reflect light.
Is it Nagase Tsukiyo?
Kitahara Hakuba was somewhat puzzled when a beautiful girl came to his door.
That's strange. Does everyone know where he lives? Is there any privacy left in Hokkaido?
Chapter 81 Remarks on the launch
Hello everyone, this is Dumpling.
The first important point is that it will be available for purchase tomorrow at noon.
It's already quite good that it made it to the third round of sales, considering it's the first book. It's great that it made it to the shelves, especially considering there were many strong books at the same time.
Encountering pornography on the street
Widowed and childless, she is deeply lonely.
I want to eat sweet potatoes
Okay, enough with the sob stories. Let's talk about the story of this book.
It's very simple: playing wind instruments and falling in love, twisting together little by little.
Especially the twist, which you probably can't see very well right now, and there's a vague suspicion of misrepresentation, but let's accept that.
Actually, most of the chapters started after the Hokkaido Music Festival ended. Unexpectedly, this chapter was written for too long, and it was about to be released right after it ended. The bond and twist between Raku and the girls has only just begun.
Key points:
To answer this all at once, all characters with female leads on their character cards should be β←.
The main problem is that the profession is too sensitive; if it's too explicit, the whole book will be banned the next day.
It will be available for purchase at noon tomorrow. I'm not sure how many chapters will be updated, but it will definitely be at least four. I'll update as many as I can to repay everyone for reading, rewarding, and giving monthly tickets during the free period.
I hope everyone can place an initial order tomorrow.
Chapter 82, Section 81: That favor is not this favor.
Nagase Tsukiyo noticed Kitahara Hakuba approaching, then turned to face her, a gentle, radiant smile gradually spreading across her beautiful face.
“Teacher Kitahara,” she said with a slight bow.
"Nagase-kun, how did you know I live here?" Kitahara Hakuba asked from afar.
His distress was clearly visible, and Nagase Tsukiyo raised a finger to stroke a strand of hair, saying:
"Due to special circumstances, my family members all know the addresses of the school teachers."
Kitahara Hakuba quickly realized what was happening and said with a smile:
"Will I, the music teacher, also receive a gift during the New Year?"
"There's no need to wait for the New Year; the Ghost Festival will take place."
Kitahara Hakuba smiled and took out his keys from his pocket: "Alright, don't stay outside, come in."
With a crisp click of the lock, the door opened.
Just as he was about to let Nagase Tsukiyo walk in, he suddenly remembered that Shinomiya Haruka's white velvet coat and sexy black mini skirt were still hanging in the living room.
"Wait, give me ten seconds." Kitahara Hakuba hurriedly walked inside.
Nagase Tsukiyo didn't know what was going on, but she still obediently stood in place, muttering numbers to herself.
"one two three.
"
While counting, Nagase Tsukiyo was surprised to hear the rapid "bang bang" sounds of footsteps on the floor inside. She had always thought that Kitahara-sensei was a calm and unhurried boy.
"Sorry, the house is a bit messy," Kitahara Hakuba said.
"excuse me."
Nagase Tsukiyo took off her loafers, and her feet, covered in white socks, stepped onto the wooden floor.
Kitahara Hakuba was a little curious as to why girls liked these white ankle socks. Isomoto Yuka, who came to his house to practice, was also wearing white ankle socks.
"So this is what the teacher's residence is like." She opened her dark eyes wide and blinked her eyelashes rapidly.
"Very small?"
“No, no, it has nothing to do with being small.” Nagase Tsukiyo smiled slightly. “I was just marveling at how clean and hygienic it is for you, Kitahara-sensei, even though you live alone.”
Kitahara Hakuba smiled casually: "Have a seat for a while. Would you like some barley tea?"
"Row."
Nagase Tsukiyo sat on the only single sofa in the living room, her posture very upright, her back straight as if she had an invisible ruler in place.
Her current attitude is completely different from her attitude towards Saito Harutori and the others. Kitahara Hakuba thought that it might be because she needs their help now, or it might be because that's just how she is.
Nagase Tsukiyo placed her hands clasped on her thighs, her gaze fixed on the small blue clock on the table, silently counting the numbers in her mind, just like the second hand.
Kitahara Hakuba handed her the cup.
"Thank you, Kitahara-sensei."
"You're welcome."
Nagase Tsukiyo first took a small sip, then looked at her hand with a firm gaze, her profile showing no sign of wavering.
However, Kitahara Hakuba could tell that she was trying hard to suppress her emotions.
"Teacher Kitahara, are you living according to your own wishes now?" Nagase Tsukiyo suddenly asked.
"No." Kitahara Hakuba answered without the slightest hesitation.
"What's wrong?"
“I actually wanted to work in Tokyo, but there weren’t any suitable jobs available, otherwise I wouldn’t have come to Hokkaido.”
"Then why not keep searching?"