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Kitahara Hakuba glanced at the telephone poles on the street and suddenly started chatting.
“I see that the instrument she is using is a YEP-642S. This instrument costs around 600,000 yuan, right? It’s not something that an average family can afford.”
"She seems to be very wealthy." Yuka Isomoto switched hands to carry her handbag.
The girl always walked behind him, keeping a distance of two body lengths.
"I forgot to buy some water at school. Would you like some?" Kitahara Hakuba walked up to a vending machine on the street.
"Well, thank you teacher."
Then, he bought a bottle of lemon tea for Yuka Isomoto and a bottle of cola for himself.
"Just in case, let's buy a Bluetooth surveillance camera." Kitahara Hakuba arrived at a store.
"..."
So they're really going to come after all? Filming these days...
Yuka Isomoto stood at the store entrance, watching Hakuba Kitahara, who was discussing something with the shop assistant.
"Do you have 4K? The clearer the better."
"If not 4K, then at least 2K, right? That's very important to me."
"Three kilometers away? Forget it, HD is fine too, smart subtitles? No, I don't need that."
"Oh, this works well. The camera tracking is great, so I don't have to keep moving it while I'm busy."
She glanced at the side with a somewhat pitiful look, then walked into an open convenience store on her own.
With slightly stiff movements, Yuka Isomoto gently placed a box of Okamoto 0.001 Ultra Thin on the counter, under the smiling gaze of the shop assistant.
"this......"
"That'll be 1600 yen in total."
So expensive!
In Yuka Isomoto's memory, this thing was just a thin layer of paper and couldn't possibly be that expensive.
It's basically a black pepper pork chop rice bowl!
"There's a discount on the six-pack right now, it's only 2500 yen~~~" The female clerk glanced at her school uniform and said with a smile.
"No, thank you."
Yuka Isomoto blushed, paid the bill, and ran out immediately.
"Welcome to visit again next time~~"
Before I could even catch my breath, I saw Kitahara Hakuba looking around.
"You scared me! I thought you'd been kidnapped." Kitahara Hakuba breathed a sigh of relief. "Where did you go?"
Yuka Isomoto quickly put the box into the pocket of her skirt, pursed her lips, and said:
I'm going to the convenience store to buy something—
She was still pondering what to say, but then she realized that Kitahara Hakuba hadn't asked at all.
The two boarded the tram at Wulingguo City and didn't talk much along the way. They didn't encounter anyone they knew on the road at this time.
After leaving the station, we walked for a while, and I took her to eat a hot bowl of buckwheat noodles.
She looked preoccupied, and Kitahara Hakuba assumed she knew about the Kamiya Washbasin Battle.
Upon arriving at the rented apartment, Yuka Isomoto took off her shoes in the entryway, stepped onto the floor in her white socks, and took a soft breath.
The scent of a man...
Unaware of the situation, Kitahara Hakuba took off his coat, hung it on a hanger, and then installed the newly purchased surveillance camera.
"If there's nothing else, let's get started. I want you to go home and rest early."
"Teacher Kitahara..."
"what happened?"
"Please, could you wear this while I'm doing it?" Yuka Isomoto sat on the sofa and timidly pulled a box of Okamoto 001 from her skirt pocket.
The moment Kitahara Hakuba saw Okamoto, his eyes widened, and he suddenly remembered a phrase—
"The crops nourish me only to eat me in the future."
So she went to all this trouble just to sleep with me?
He didn't even dare to think about it. Age wasn't important; the problem was that his profession was extremely important—it was a major red line.
If others find out...
Losing his job, going to jail, bringing shame to his family, and facing a bleak future.
He simply couldn't afford to fight this disgraceful and devastating war.
The sudden situation confused Kitahara Hakuba. Just as he was about to refuse righteously, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Kitahara Hakuba looked at Isomoto Yuka, who was bowing her head and tightly gripping Okamoto's hand:
"Iso Gen-kun, you don't actually think I asked you to come here because I want something to happen between us, do you?"
"......"
Yuka Isomoto didn't say anything, but simply squeezed her legs together even tighter.
"You misunderstood. Let me repeat myself. This surveillance is just in case someone causes trouble. Don't worry, I'm a teacher, a very serious one. If it's for practice, then it's for practice."
Yuka Isomoto couldn't help but look up, and in the cold white light, you could see that her fair cheeks were tinged with a faint blush.
"Really, really?"
"Really, all I wanted to do was—"
Just as Kitahara Hakuba was about to continue explaining, his phone suddenly rang in his pocket.
"Excuse me, wait a minute, what's wrong, Mom?"
The mother's voice came from the other end of the phone:
"How did the blind date I arranged for you the other day go?"
"Mom, why are you only asking me now after all these days?"
"I've been busy lately, and your dad caught the flu yesterday and I have to take care of him."
Kitahara Hakuba had no choice but to tell the whole story about his previous blind date.
"What? Divorced? With two kids? The dating website told me she's mature and stable, her photos are beautiful, she's easygoing and doesn't abandon her family. What's going on?"
"You're asking me? How would I know..."
Didn't you find it for me?
Kitahara Hakuba subconsciously turned his head and saw Isomoto Yuka blinking curiously. He then said, somewhat annoyed,
"Mom, please stop arranging blind dates for me. I'm only 23, and my career is just starting. I really don't want to date."
"What do you mean you're not interested in talking? On your grandma's and paternal grandma's side, you're the only one of your generation who isn't married. If you're not married, you should at least have a girlfriend, right? Do you think people born in the 2000s are still children?"
"Mom, I'm hanging up now, my stomach hurts."
Kitahara Hakuba hung up the phone immediately and said to Isomoto Yuka,
"Take out your euphonium and start practicing. Don't think about anything else."
Yuka Isomoto suddenly burst out laughing, kneeling on the floor with her skirt caught between her hips and soft thighs.
"Teacher Kitahara, someone like you still goes on blind dates?"
She opened the metal clasps of the Yamaha box one by one, her smile carrying a hint of playfulness.
"What do you mean by 'someone like me'?"
"Because Kitahara-sensei is very handsome and knows music, it's no wonder he has suitors."
Yuka Isomoto picked up her euphonium, sat on the sofa, and gently swung her legs, saying...
"We all thought that Ms. Shinomiya was your girlfriend."
"Don't let her hear you say that."
"Will I get beaten up?"
Kitahara Hakuba gave a wry smile. He wasn't likely to be knocked down, but he would most likely be used by Shinomiya Haruka to tease him.
"Alright, that's enough practice. The euphonium has a lower range, so controlling its pitch is more difficult than with other instruments—"
As he spoke, he opened his laptop and launched the metronome software.
The reason we don't use the portable kind is that the metronome is easily drowned out by the sound of the euphonium.
Yuka Isomoto felt a surge of relief and joy.
Realizing that Kitahara-sensei was still the gentle and handsome Kitahara-sensei in her heart, every cell in her body trembled with excitement.
What a lucky decision she made to come to Hakodate, to meet such a teacher.
"You need to give breath to long notes, and you need to gradually increase your breath, otherwise the tone you produce will become flatter and flatter, and the ending of the note will also drop."
"Be a little softer here. I'll play it back for you later. It sounded a bit like a trombone."
"It includes crescendo sustained notes, scales with extended breath support, and endurance exercises that utilize tonguing extensively."
His voice was like the melting snow of Mount Fuji, becoming clear and bright under the polishing of the earth and sunlight.
"Wait, aren't you using too much force with your fingers?"
Kitahara Hakuba taught her for a while and then noticed that Isomoto Yuka's upper body was always moving around. It turned out that the piston tube was always being pressed down at an angle.
"Ah... this..."
"If you exert too much force with your right hand, it will affect the movement of your fingers."
Kitahara Hakuba walked to her side and explained carefully,
"Keep your fingertips perpendicular to the piston tube."
The moment he got close, she could hear his breath trembling slightly. Yuka Isomoto immediately tensed up in a panic and bit her lip nervously.