I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"I'm retiring in a few days."

"Being able to retire successfully in my final year is what makes me happy," Saito Harutori said with a smile.

Sakurako forced a dry laugh. She had never imagined that the phrase "retiring after achieving success" would be used to describe her own situation. It was a truly strange experience.

"Have the candidates for the leadership positions been decided?" asked Yuka Isomoto.

"Yes, the captain is Eto, whom I chose, and the vice-captain is Takahashi, whom Sayaka appointed."

"What about the other section leaders? And the grade representatives?"

"They will have to choose for themselves when the time comes. We have done what we should do, and the power should be handed over to them."

Sakurako Yukawa breathed a sigh of relief.

The beef sizzled on the hot plate, the fat jumping between the slices, and the air was filled with a rich aroma of meat. The texture of the meat became clearer and more distinct under the heat.

“However, Kitahara-sensei is the core of the Kamisaki Brass Band, so I think no matter what they do, the outcome will be good,” Akamatsu Sayaka said.

"kindness."

Sakurako Yukawa nodded, feeling a sense of relief whenever she thought of Kitahara-sensei still being in the Kamisaki Brass Band.

“We’re already in Kitahara-sensei’s form?!” Akamatsu Sayaka said sweetly.

"What's gotten into you all of a sudden?!" Suzuki Yoshie yelled.

Saito Harutori and Isomoto Yuka didn't speak, they just silently ate their beef. (Read more for the fastest updates!)

"Speaking of which, Kitahara-sensei is actually quite cunning," Akamatsu Sayaka said in a condescending tone.

"Cunning personality? What do you mean?" Sakurako Yukawa tilted her head in confusion.

Sayaka Akamatsu glanced at another table where Amegami and some of her "girl soldiers" sat, her eyes crinkling with a smile as she whispered:

"Teacher Kitahara takes good care of the girls in the brass band. I think he should know his own charm, but he uses it to bind everyone together. For Teacher Kitahara, nothing is easier to gather people's hearts than 'liking him'."

These words stunned Sakurako Yuukawa. Although she had personally witnessed the radicalism of some members of the Rain Guard, and it wasn't entirely unfounded, she still couldn't fully agree with Sayaka's statement.

"Really not?"

Sayaka Akamatsu rested her chin on her hand, picked up a slice of beef with her chopsticks, and said with a faint smile,

"I think Mr. Kitahara is not as simple as he seems on the surface. He often says things that surprise me, which shows that he is actually a very rational person. And wouldn't such a rational person know how to win over teenage girls?"

Sakurako Yukawa tilted her head, saying, "You understand?"

“Yes!” Suzuki Yoshie said, wiping the grease from her mouth with a banknote. “Taihara-sensei is using his looks and personality to achieve his goal!”

"Don't you think it's incredibly foolish of you to conflate unrelated things?"

Saito Harutori sighed helplessly and said, "Kitahara-sensei isn't like that. These are all just wishful thinking on everyone's part."

Akamatsu Sayaka suddenly burst into laughter, repeatedly saying "Just kidding, just kidding," which annoyed Saito Haruka.

She couldn't figure out which of the girl's words were true and which were false, or what the girl actually knew.

Just realizing this made Saito Haruka reluctant to chat with Sayaka.

"What if Kitahara-sensei isn't in the Kamisaki Brass Band anymore? What will the younger students do?" Isomoto Yuka suddenly asked.

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However, the moment those words were uttered, they were refuted by Suzuki Yoshie:

"No way, absolutely impossible."

"why?"

"Because Kuno-senpai is here."

Suzuki Yoshie cast a sharp, insightful glance at the future and said with a smile.

"Teacher Kitahara has always thought highly of her and will definitely nurture her well."

Saito Harutori said without any mercy:

"Kuno-senpai's alternate account is quite conspicuous in Hokkaido, but Jia Hui has also participated in the national competition. Do you think any of those schools has an alternate account that isn't impressive?"

Her implication was that exceptionally talented people are not limited to Hokkaido, and that Kitahara-sensei would not stop for just one person.

After being told off by the busty girl, Suzuki Yoshie pursed her lips and said somewhat unconvinced:

"Everyone knows that Kitahara-sensei likes Kuno-senpai."

“He doesn’t just like, he admires.” Saito Harutori emphasized her words.

Although the girl smiled and spoke gently, those present could vaguely sense the dissatisfaction within her words.

"Open your mouth! Take it in!" Akamatsu Sayaka picked up another piece of meat and held it in front of Suzuki Yoshie's mouth.

"It's still alive! You bastard!"

"Raw beef is safe to eat now."

"This is only medium-rare! I'm all about well-done!"

The topic shifted again in an instant. Sakurako Yukawa took a sip of barley tea and whispered to Yuka Isomoto sitting next to her:

"Yuka, why would you say that? Did you hear some news?"

Perhaps due to nervousness, Yuka Isomoto took several deep breaths, and finally shook her head, saying:

"No, I was just hypothesizing."

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Sakurako's eyelashes trembled as she said, "If Kitahara-sensei left because we didn't do well, then we all bear responsibility and must try to bring him back before that happens."

The self-reflection was indeed very much in Sakurako's style, and Isomoto Yuka couldn't help but smile.

"So everything should be alright, right?" Yukawa Sakurako asked worriedly, even though she wouldn't be around next year, she was still concerned.

Yuka Isomoto didn't know, nor did she know how to answer, so she just smiled and said:

"I was just guessing."

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"How about introducing it with fast scales and staccato notes on woodwind instruments? The melody will sound lighter and smoother."

"Yes, I think so too."

“I would like to add some harp and glockenspiel as embellishments.”

"Gelacanth? I don't think I have that instrument in my shop. I'll get it when I get back. Also, which instruments play the main melody?"

"For the main melody of the first movement, I wanted to alternate between the oboe and the flute. I love the timbre of these woodwinds. The second movement will open with powerful harmonies from the brass instruments and percussion, with the trumpet and trombone as the main melody. For the third movement, I plan to have the saxophone and double bass, with the tuba and tuba as the background. I want to create a richer harmony." Kitahara Hakuba stared at the computer screen, his hands forming a tower shape, and spoke very seriously about his thoughts on the arrangement.

Sitting next to her, Shinomiya Haruka rested her chin on her hand, gazing at his profile, and couldn't help but smile:

"You're so cute when you're serious, I love it."

"Huh?" Kitahara Hakuba paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at her face. "What's wrong with you?"

Shinomiya Haruka burst out laughing, reaching out to pinch his cheek and saying:

"I'm praising you!"

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but laugh:

"Let's get down to business. I used to think that arranging music was nothing, but just thinking about melody arrangement gives me a real headache."

Theme, style, form, movement arrangement, main melody, secondary melody, technical arrangement, harmony, counterpoint, instrumentation, timbre matching, rhythmic variation, dynamic expression, transitions and connections:

To compose a good freestyle piece that is approved by the wind ensemble and industry experts, and which will be performed at the national competition,

It's a really difficult task.

Shinomiya Haruka rested her chin on her hands, gently tapping her face with her fingers, and said:

"You're having such a great time at Shenxu High School?"

“I would say it’s a vivid memory.” Kitahara Hakuba looked at her meaningfully. “Just like the first time, the experience you gave me, sister, is always very memorable.”

As an adult, Shinomiya Haruka understood perfectly what he was saying.

"When do you plan to talk to the school about leaving your job?" Shinomiya Haruka asked.

Kitahara Hakuba remained silent for a moment, then reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, saying:

"If I can't find a job elsewhere, will you really support me, sister?"

“Yes.” Shinomiya Haruka whispered in his ear, her lips, pale and thin, “but you need to fill me up every day.”

Kitahara Hakuma gasped: "Sister, you're so lecherous!"

But every day, my body really can't take it anymore.

Shinomiya Haruka smiled and looked at the sheet music on the computer screen, saying, "Back in April, I really didn't expect you to lead a team to the national competition."

"Back in April, I never imagined that you, sister, would be so lewd."

While Kitahara Hakuma was still losing, she pinched his waist hard. Shinomiya Haruka glared at him and said:

"Would you speak so boldly in front of your students?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," Kitahara Hakuba quickly apologized.

Shinomiya Haruka pressed her hand against him; she liked his submissive look.

"With this gold medal, you've become famous throughout the country's high schools of wind music, and you'll only be more sought after in Tokyo."

“In just the last two hours, I’ve already received invitations from these five Tokyo high schools,” Kitahara Hakuba said with a wry smile.

"So fast?"

"Yeah, I don't know where they got the email addresses from either, it's really strange."

"They're all private high schools, and they said if I went there, the annual salary would be around six million euros, plus other subsidies."

Specific details need to be discussed in person. One private high school in Shinjuku offered me ten million yen, but only on the condition that I bring them into the "East Kanto" region.

Regional conference.