I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"That's exactly what I wanted to achieve."

Tachibana Ukuno's assertion left her speechless.

"There's one more thing. We can't let our guard down just because Kitahara-sensei is here. We all need to be prepared for the day when he leaves."

That's all, goodbye.

She turned and left after she finished speaking, and only after she had firmly closed the door did Kana Eto mutter to herself:

What are you saying?

Kami Takahashi came over with a full staff list and said:

"Next, we need to ensure that each section can accept a certain number of new members. As I mentioned to Akamatsu-senpai before, this time we need to be strictly selected for admission, giving priority to those who bring their own instruments. After all, we don't know how many new students will be added next year, so from now on we need to pursue quality over quantity."

"The club only has forty-nine members right now."

Forty-nine people is a behemoth compared to other clubs, but it's actually not enough for the number of people in section A.

Kana Eto lay face down on the table, her chest contorted from the pressure, and she made a series of awkward, choked sobs.

"Being a minister like Mingming is so difficult. I'm already under so much pressure before it even starts."

Kami Takahashi smirked, placed the list on the table, and said jokingly:

"You're a minister now, why don't you go and chat with Kitahara-sensei for a while?"

"Forget it, I'll only get more nervous if I go, and I don't know what to talk about."

"Don't know what to talk about?"

Takahashi Kami sneaked up to her, suddenly grabbed her waist with both hands, and thrust her lower body back and forth against her buttocks. "Oh la la~~! Since we don't know what to talk about, let's talk about this!"

"What are you waiting for?!"

"Little Chanel, tell me quickly, how long have you had a crush on me? I'll give you a good time!"

Kana Eto's face flushed red, and she hurriedly tried to push her away:

"Go away!"

"Haha---"

At that moment, the sliding door opened, and Kitahara Hakuma stared blankly at the new generation of cadres who were both being promoted and being promoted.

Kami Takahashi jumped aside in a panic, picked up the list on the table as if nothing had happened, and pretended to look at it seriously, not daring to lift her head.

"Teacher Kitahara::::" Kana Eto's cheeks flushed instantly, and the cherry blossom pink on the tip of her nose became even more prominent.

They could only hope that Mr. Kitahara hadn't seen what had just happened.

"I've come to get something."

Kitahara Hakuba smiled, walked up to the podium, squatted down, reached inside, and took out a cell phone.

"Can I charge my phone here?"

"Yes, someone else told me."

Kitahara Hakuba scratched his cheek somewhat embarrassedly and said, "The office outlets are basically full, either for kettles or various devices, so it's quite troublesome to find a place to charge them."

Kana Eto nodded repeatedly, her cheeks slightly flushed, while the culprit remained pretending to be serious, looking at the list.

Only after Kitahara Hakuba left did Eto Kana, exasperated, stammer and complain:

"It's all your fault! I told you to let go right away!"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just too shy."

"It's all your fault anyway. Mr. Kitahara will think I'm lewd! My image in his mind will be completely ruined! And this is just the beginning!"

"Maybe he just likes lewd girls?"

"would not!"

Chapter 325, Section 324: The debt of gratitude owed to Kitahara can never be repaid~~ (5)

Closing the music room door, Kitahara Hakuba suspected that the two second-year girls might have some issues, because he had faintly heard his name mentioned when they were at the door.

Could it be that for these two women, their names are merely a means to enhance the romance?

I originally thought that the previous third-year students had that kind of tendency, but I didn't expect that the younger generation would be even more so.

When Kitahara Hakuba went to the elevated corridor of the school building, he found Kuno Tachibana and Kirishima Mai at the washbasin.

However, due to the cold weather, Kuno Tachibana quickly washed his hands, dried them with a handkerchief, and then put them in his pocket to warm them.

This book is being released online for the first time.

As they approached Kitahara Hakuba, he began to doubt whether she had washed herself properly.

The two spotted Kitahara Hakuba at the same time. Kirishima Mai quickly nodded and greeted him, her hands hanging down red from the cold water.

Kuno Tachibana forced himself to face him. "It's very cold today," Kitahara Hakuba said with a simple opening line.

Kuno Tachibana's nose was slightly flushed, and she murmured softly:

"After all, it's almost November."

“If you have any questions while sitting in the orchestra’s lead position, you can come and ask me. I’m quite relaxed right now. Of course, you can also ask Amemori-kun,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

Upon hearing his words, Kuno Tachibana simply nodded quietly without giving any reply.

Kitahara Hakuba let out a soft sigh and said with a gentle smile:

"Regarding the four theme songs for next year, although the sheet music and CDs will be released in February next year, if you would like, you can discuss similar songs with me in advance so that everyone can get used to them in advance."

However, Kuno Tachibana tilted his head at his words, raised his eyebrows slightly, and bit his lower lip as he said:

"No need, it's too early for everyone. We'll discuss it seriously when the time comes."

Kirishima Mai unconsciously let her gaze wander between the two of them. In the past, she would have happily agreed to Tachibana's request and then pestered him to treat her to drinks.

"Too."

Kitahara Hakuba nodded in understanding; he could somewhat grasp the meaning in Tachibana's tone.

"We will discuss it with the new mentor at that time."

Every member who received guidance understood that Kitahara-sensei's words were very meaningful and beneficial, but Kuno Tatsuka seemed unwilling to let him speak more.

why?

"Well, it's getting cold, so please keep warm. Would you like something hot to drink?" Kitahara Hakuba smiled slightly.

"I'm not thirsty." Kuno Tachibana shook his head.

"Then I'll be going."

Even after Kitahara Hakuba left, Kuno Tatsuka remained standing still, which seemed unbelievable to Kirishima Mai.

"Lihua, why?" she asked softly.

"I can't owe him any more."

Kuno Tachibana suddenly sniffed, raised his hand to rub the tip of his rosy nose, and said...

"I thought I could pay it back slowly in the future, but now I don't have the courage to agree anymore. If I do, I'll really become a freeloader."

Kirishima Mai blinked and swallowed the question, "Can't you pay me back?" that was in her throat.

"Zhenyi, let's continue to win gold next year. I don't believe we can't do anything on our own."

The girl's gaze was sincere, yet a hint of sullenness lingered deep within her eyes. Kirishima Mai could more or less guess what it was, but she was unwilling to say it aloud:

"Since you've put it that way, then it's fine."

"I hope you can be more resolute. If you don't, I might really not be able to hold on any longer."

Is that how it is?

Kuno Tachibana lowered his eyelids, gazing at the clear water flowing from the outlet, and said:

“I think so. I used to think that playing the trumpet was for myself, and I still think that idea was not wrong. But I didn’t expect it to change, and I couldn’t resist it.”

A helpless smile played on her lips, and seeing that smile, Kirishima Mai found it unbelievable that this idea was acceptable.

The things we strive for are too easily corrupted by the intervention of others, and the purpose may no longer be pure.

Kirishima Mai opened her cherry-colored lips, gazed into her dark eyes, and said:

"No problem, as long as Li Hua and I are here, there will definitely be no problem."

Kuno Tachibana's lips curled into a smile; the girl before him looked somewhat strange.

"Mai has become a senior."

"Lihua is a senior too."

"Yes, no problem, no problem, there will definitely be no problem."

As if he were secretly encouraging himself, Kuno Tachibana kept repeating the phrase "It's okay" to himself, as if the more he said it, the more "okay" everything would be.

"Mai, is it alright if I put my hands in your skirt pockets?" Kuno Tachika suddenly asked.

"Can't I have a top?"

“I heard my mother say that the temperature of the thighs is hotter than that of the upper body.”

“How could that be? It’s clearly farther from the heart.” Kirishima Mai casually took Kuno Tachibana’s hand, and the two linked arms, their hands reaching into each other’s shirt pockets.

There were some odds and ends in Li Hua's pocket.

"What is it?" she asked.

"The hair clip is broken," Kuno Tachibana said dismissively.

"No need, my dad gave it to me and I'm reluctant to exchange it. I'll just stick it back on myself when I get back, and it'll still work."

Kirishima Mai asked, puzzled, "Do we have to be this frugal?"

"Well, he's not from a wealthy family after all."

Kuno Tachibana let out a sigh of feigned misery, then smiled wryly and said...

"Maybe I'm just a sentimental person. I think Zhenyi has also experienced situations where she used something for a long time and then couldn't bear to replace it, right?"