I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"The reason they held a party that included third-year students might be because of their own selfish motives; they're using the brass band's officers and funds as tools for flirting with Kitahara-sensei."

Kami Takahashi's words caused Kana Eto's mind to explode, and she waved her hands wildly in the air, saying:

"Jia Mei, don't say things like that!"

“Just kidding,” Kami Takahashi shrugged. “I’m just feeling sorry for Kana.”

"What do I have to regret?"

Kana Eto frowned, her brows furrowing into a V-shape. She complained, "Don't always say it's all for my own good. It just makes me overthink things and puts me in a difficult position."

"You like Kitahara-sensei, don't you?"

"Well!"

Kana Eto gasped sharply, and without thinking, she raised her hands to cover Kami Takahashi's mouth. "You...you...you...shut up!"

"Woo!"

Kami Takahashi's eyes widened, the proportion of white in her eyes was excessively high, yet she took the initiative to raise her hand and pinch her nose.

This action startled Kana Eto, causing her to release her grip and lower her voice to question:

"Are you crazy? You're pinching your own nose! You'll suffocate!"

"Because I know you'll let go if I do this," Takahashi Kami said, panting. "How?"

Kana Eto glanced at her, her face flushed, and sighed helplessly, saying, "I don't have those kinds of feelings for Kitahara-sensei. It's just the kind of affection a student has for her. There's not the slightest bit of crossing the line. I still admire her, just like Isogen-senpai and Amemori-senpai admire him."

Her words completely stunned Takahashi Kami, who asked in astonishment:

"Wait, wait a minute, you don't actually think that Isogen-senpai and Amemori-senpai are in that kind of relationship, do you?"

"Isn't it?"

Kana Eto said matter-of-factly, "It is precisely because of this longing that Isogen-senpai wanted to apply to Sapporo University. I heard that Amemori-senpai was also planning to apply to Sapporo University at first. I was also thinking of applying to Sapporo University next year."

Looking at her innocent face, Takahashi Kami raised her hand, patted her forehead in confusion, and said:

"Nai, have you always thought that kissing will make you pregnant immediately?"

what?

Chapter 404, Section 403: The Uncontrollable Girl (4)

The shoe-changing area on the first floor of the school building.

"Haru-tori, did you have a fight with Kitahara-sensei?"

Yuka Isomoto put her loafers in the shoe cabinet. It's getting colder and colder today, even the soles of her feet feel cold. She even thought about sticking a heat pack inside.

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Saito Harutori asked, puzzled.

"Because I heard from everyone that Kitahara-sensei and Harutori used to share an umbrella, did they have a fight?" Isomoto Yuka asked in a low voice.

Saito Harutori sighed, bent down, hooked her fingers inside the edge of her black calf socks, and pulled the slightly sagging top up:

"It was Kitahara-sensei who rushed out on his own. I chased after him, but I couldn't catch up with him at all."

Yuka Isomoto pursed her lips:

Did you say anything that would upset him?

Saito Harutori straightened her back, closed the small window of the shoe cabinet, and looked at Yuka's conflicted face, saying, "Yuka, I know what I'm doing, you don't need to worry too much. And even if the thing you're worried about really happens, I promise I will never involve you."

No, that's not what I meant.

Saito Haruka's gaze fell on her schoolbag, where there was a cartoon Aomori apple charm:

“Today’s situation is very good. Mr. Kitahara said that if I want, I can temporarily add another euphonium.”

"Mmm-one-one"

Yuuka Isomoto paused for a moment, her fingernails unconsciously curling into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped white marks.

It felt as if two little birds were fighting over the same branch in her heart. She was genuinely happy that Saito Harutori could join in, but beneath this happiness, she was no longer the only one in the ensemble, and her highlights were definitely fewer.

Or perhaps it was because he lacked the ability, which is why Kitahara Hakuba wanted Harutori to be added again.

Her thoughts were becoming increasingly distorted, even regressing to her state before the Hakodate Regional Conference. Yuka Isomoto could understand a little bit about it, and she was somewhat confused.

“But I refused.”

At this moment, Saito Haruka gently hooked her hand around Isomoto Yuka's finger, her movements gentle and soothing, "Because I think it's better for Yuka to play the tuba by herself. If she plays it again, it won't feel right."

As if Yuka Isomoto could understand it herself, she did not explain clearly why she felt "not quite right".

"Sunny Bird"

"It's alright. By the way, what's the schedule for your practice today?" Saito Harutori asked.

"Stay after school in the afternoon."

"He probably doesn't want to take up all your time, especially Yuka. You still need to worry about your grades." Saito Haruka gave a sickeningly sweet smile.

“Yes, Tsukiyo said she would help me too,” Yuka Isomoto said with a smile. “But I still want Haruno to tutor me.”

"Of course I would never say something like that to her."

"Alright, let's go."

As the two walked upstairs, they happened to run into Kana Eto and Kami Takahashi, who were chatting.

"Junior Eto, um? Why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

Saito Harutori took the initiative to greet her, and when she saw that Eto Kana's face was unexpectedly flushed, she couldn't help but ask, "Oh, I know, Takahashi-senpai is bullying someone again, isn't she?"

"Saito-senpai, I wasn't bullying anyone. I was just having a friendly chat with Kana." Takahashi Kami spread her hands, feigning innocence.

"Well, now that you're the vice-captain, it's probably best to learn less of Sayaka's ways, okay?"

Saito Harutori smiled, her fingertips rubbing her hair as she asked, "How are you thinking about the suggestions I made this morning?"

"Oh, about that, I just met with Mr. Kitahara, and he said it's no problem, we can do whatever we want."

Kana Eto spoke in a formal tone, like an employee reporting results to a superior, "What do you think we should do, Saito-senpai? Where should we have a gathering?"

Kami Takahashi glanced at her friend subconsciously, her brows furrowing slightly.

Even if we were to discuss it, we would do so with Yukawa-senpai and Akamatsu-senpai, not with Saito-senpai, who has long since lost all real power as a member of the leadership team.

Chanel is incredibly foolish.

"You should discuss this with Sakura and Sayaka. I'm just offering a suggestion," Saito Harutori said with a smile.

“Oh, oh, oh, that’s right.” Kana Eto nodded quickly; she had almost forgotten about that.

Kami Takahashi was speechless, so she shrugged her shoulders. There was no need to say "indeed".

"Then we'll be going now." Saito Harutori waved to the two junior girls and walked upstairs with Isomoto Yuka.

"See? I told you Saito-senpai wasn't as bad as you thought. She's so gentle," said Kana Eto.

Kami Takahashi gave her a warning look and said in a tone reminiscent of a loser, "That's true, women with big breasts are gentle, and women with small breasts are stingy. Kana, you're so stereotypical."

"Wait, wait! How did I become the stereotyped person again? That's just how it is!"

"Then let me ask you, what do you think of Kuno-senpai's breasts? Aren't they small?"

"Silence means admission. So what do you think of her personality?"

Hmm.

"Admit it! You're so stereotypical!"

"I can't stand you! I'm going back to class!"

Kana Eto walked quickly into the classroom, while Kami Takahashi followed behind, chuckling and calling her "stereotypical" repeatedly.

Staff office.

"Kitahara is quite the wolf and fox."

Kurosaki Yuichi sat leisurely in his seat. It seemed he didn't have any classes today, and was completely relaxed.

Next week will be the same, because it's final exam week, so physical education classes will be suspended and replaced with self-study.

"That's because I didn't bring an umbrella." Kitahara Hakuba placed the bag, which was wet from the snowflakes, next to the oil lamp and waited for it to dry slowly.

Fortunately, none of the sheet music inside got wet.

As soon as Kurosaki Yuichi's foot touched the ground, the chair beneath him moved closer, and he whispered:

“My friend Bupo messaged me again yesterday.”

"Oh?" Kitahara Hakuba suddenly became interested, his damned gossip instincts kicking in. "What do you mean?"

Kurosaki Yuichi looked up at the ceiling, sighed, and said:

"She said she would wait for me to change my mind, but I said no, there was absolutely no room for negotiation. Then I spent a long time talking to her on the phone, giving her a long and earnest lecture that even I thought was pretty impressive."

Kitahara Hakuba pulled up his slightly damp sleeves, crossed his arms, and said:

"and then?"

"But for some reason, she just can't understand it. She says she'll keep waiting for me. Honestly, if I were a few years younger, I probably wouldn't have been able to hold on."

"So you went along with it half-heartedly?" Kitahara Hakuba asked curiously.

"How could that be! Am I the kind of teacher who would want to have an ambiguous relationship with female students?! Teachers like that should be executed by slow slicing! They're the scum of our profession, don't you agree, Kitahara?"

Kitahara Hakuba:

Kurosaki Yuichi crossed his legs and exaggeratedly spread his arms, saying:

"Then I told her that I couldn't abandon my wife and children to do that kind of thing, and that she shouldn't waste her youth on me."

"and then."

"It probably touched her heart at once. Bu Po immediately understood and said that we should not talk about this anymore and that I should forget about it."

"etc-"