I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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After their afternoon nap, the two went to the same shopping mall as before.

After Shinomiya Haruka's careful selection and the saleswoman's various flattering words, Kitahara Hakuba bought a black tailcoat with a shirt.

It was still paid by Shinomiya Haruka.

I looked up casually and saw clouds hanging lightly in the red sky, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun.

As soon as Kitahara Hakuba stepped out of the mall, his phone received a message.

Saito Harutori:

"Teacher Kitahara, I'm standing at your door, but you don't seem to be home?"

Kitahara Hakuma said for a while that he would message her when he had time, but he was busy with Shinomiya Haruka all afternoon and forgot about it.

Kitahara Hakuba was about to send her a message, but his quick-witted little brain immediately turned to something else.

Saito Harukori said she found a job at a music instrument store, while Shinomiya Haruka said she found a shop assistant with music theory knowledge.

Both of them had their interviews in the afternoon.

It's no coincidence that Hakodate is a small city; it's obvious from any angle that the shop assistant Shinomiya Haruka hired was Saito Haruka.

Without a doubt, Shinomiya Haruka didn't know that this person was Saito Haruka; otherwise, she wouldn't have even given him an interview.

Saito was directly eliminated.

Kitahara Hakuba:

"Sorry, something came up unexpectedly."

"What's wrong?" Shinomiya Haruka gently squeezed his hand.

Kitahara Hakuba was silent for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Do you know who applied for the job at your store?"

“You only have basic information, and you’re a student currently enrolled in the school. What’s wrong? Why are you suddenly asking this?” Shinomiya Haruka said.

“It might be Saito Haruki,” Kitahara Hakuba said bluntly.

Rather than waiting for her to launch a surprise attack later, it's better to directly state our attitude towards visiting Shinomiya now.

.....she?""

A strange dark cloud suddenly swept across Shinomiya Haruka's face, like a bird that had been launched out of the window, disappearing in a flash.

"Hmm... It's that pretty girl with the middle-part hairstyle."

Shinomiya Haruka gripped his chin, looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and said, "How did you know it was her? Do you have private contact with this girl?"

"Well, it's not really contact," Kitahara Hakuba said, scratching his cheek somewhat awkwardly. "She's just having some minor difficulties right now, so she has to come to me."

"Wow, our Kitahara-sensei is so considerate."

There was a hint of mockery in Shinomiya Haruka's words.

"What kind of small difficulty is this? Can't her family help her solve it?"

"I'm not sure, but it is definitely a family issue."

Kitahara Hakuba explained earnestly,

"The students at school all say she's from a rich family. It's common for her to treat the members of the brass band to meals and pay the club fees. But this time, it seems she had a falling out with her family and had no choice but to come out to work."

Shinomiya Haruka raised her brows slightly, then looked at Kitahara Hakuma's profile, sighed softly, and said:

"You want me to take her in and work for you?"

"No need, just do it the usual way. We still need to follow the normal procedures."

Kitahara Hakuba offered his advice in a calm tone.

“If she really has the ability, she can give it a try. After all, finding a suitable employee for a music store is a troublesome thing. But if you feel uncomfortable, then there’s nothing you can do.”

"You don't care anymore?" Shinomiya Haruka asked.

Kitahara Hakuba lowered his eyes. It would be a lie to say he didn't care at all, but one must always look forward, and Saito Haruki wouldn't continue down the path of foolishness.

She has indeed been reflecting too much these past few days, saying some things that left him at a loss for words.

This beautiful girl with her middle parting seems to be extending invisible vines onto him, binding the two of them tightly together, just like Nagase Tsukiyo, who has already been "divided." In Saito Haruka's heart, he is slowly taking her place.

Chapter 160, 159. The girl's smile drew moths to a flame (4K)

"Sorry, something came up."

Saito Harutori stood in front of the door, her phone screen displaying a message from Kitahara Hakuba.

"Hmm..." She turned off the screen and put it into her handbag.

A gentle breeze stirred her long, brown hair, and the hem of her skirt, which covered her knees, swayed gently.

"You don't want to see me...?"

Saito Haruka bit her lower lip. This statement was self-evident; rather, she had no right to ask Kitahara Hakuba to do anything more for her.

But she couldn't think of anyone to turn to. If there was anyone she could rely on, it would definitely be Kitahara Hakuba.

Only he could accept everything about her and point out her mistakes.

She seemed to harbor strange feelings for him. At first, Saito Haruka was so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into a hole, but she realized that she was so embarrassed that she didn't even have anyone she could truly talk to.

Should I go find Nagase Tsukiyo again? And tell her, "Let's make up?"

No, if it really turns out like that, then she has lost, and she has completely lost the matter of leaving home against her will.

The excuse of having Kitahara Hakuba accompany her to the job interview was a lie; she simply wanted to see him and spend more time by his side to feel less lonely.

As expected, Kitahara-sensei probably prefers well-behaved girls like Isomoto to girls like me... ::

Saito Harutori lowered her eyes melancholically. There was no point in staying here now; she needed to hurry up and go for her interview.

My shoes felt warm on the asphalt that had been baked all day.

The music store where she applied for the job wasn't far from Kitahara Hakuba's house, which was one of the reasons why Saito Harutori chose this location.

It wouldn't take more than fifteen minutes to walk there, and you can buy some groceries along the way.

Walking straight down the street, I saw the music store at the address.

It's not a large building, but you can glimpse the cool brown lights inside through the glass. The floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor offer a wide view, and many musical instruments are neatly arranged.

Harukori Saito was confident in her music theory knowledge and understanding of brass instrument construction, after all, she had loved the tuba since childhood and had also dabbled in other brass instruments.

Arriving at the double glass door, I peeked inside, raised my hand to open a crack, and a cool breeze wafted in.

Saito Haruka walked in, gripping the shoulder strap of her bag with both hands, and stood there demurely, looking around.

"Excuse me, is there anyone?"

She called out softly.

"Have."

A familiar face appeared in Saito Haruka's line of sight, and the moment she saw her, she felt like running away.

Shinomiya Haruka walked forward with a smile, looking at the girl who suddenly seemed a little reserved and uneasy, and said:

"Oh my, isn't this Saito-kun? What brings you here?"

Saito Haruka's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly; she didn't know how to describe her feelings.

The relationship between Ms. Shinomiya and Ms. Kitahara seems unusual; she subconsciously feels a sense of repulsion towards the beautiful woman in front of her.

Moreover, she didn't want to work in a shop owned by someone she knew.

"I... I found a job managing a musical instrument store online, but I never expected it to be with you, Mr. Shinomiya. I'm sorry, I'll be going now."

Seeing that the girl was about to leave after speaking, Shinomiya Haruka called out to her and said:

"Hey, I didn't stop you from staying and working, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Saito Haruka stopped, not because of Shinomiya Haruka's words, but because Kitahara Hakuba walked in from outside.

As soon as he entered, he made eye contact with Saito Haruka.

As always, he had a gentle and delicate face, and his light brown eyes were as deep and captivating as polished jewels.

Saito Haruka was immediately captivated, her desire to stay by Kitahara Hakuba's side even outweighing her desire to leave.

"It seems the timing is perfect. After thinking it over, this is probably the only music store you'd like to apply to."

Kitahara Hakuba said to Saito Harutori, who was about to leave,

"What's wrong? Is the interview already over?"

Saito Harutori's heart skipped a beat. Had he come specifically for her? He'd clearly said he had something come up...

Before she could answer, Shinomiya Haruka explained directly:

"She just arrived, and I wanted to take her to the interview, but the girl apologized and tried to leave."

As she recounted the facts in detail, Saito Haruka's fingernails left crescent-shaped marks on her shoulder strap.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it here?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, puzzled.

Only the first-year students know that he and Shinomiya Haruka are a couple; Saito Haruka is probably unaware of it.

The reason she wanted to leave was probably because Shinomiya Haruka knew her.

Saito Harutori glanced to the side and said softly:

"After thinking about it, I think customer service might be a better fit for me."

"Does being a customer service representative only accumulate mental stress? I did this job part-time when I was in college, and it was really frustrating every day."

Shinomiya Haruka walked forward with a smile, teasingly brushing a strand of hair across her chest with her finger.

"You look so mature yet cute, it would be a shame not to make good use of you."

Saito Harutori narrowed her eyes slightly, emphasized her tone, and revealed a strange determination on her face:

"Thank you, but no need. I'll look for other jobs."

"Teacher Kitahara, it seems your students don't really like this place?" Shinomiya Haruka said with a smile as she walked up to Kitahara Hakuba.

Kitahara Hakuba spoke slowly and deliberately: