I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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[Reward: 5 million yen, Mastery of all musical instruments LV25]

"Congratulations, teacher!" Sakurako Yukawa and Haruka Saito greeted them.

"Thanks to everyone," Kitahara Hakuba said modestly.

Saito Harutori smiled gently and said:

"This is the result of your own hard work, Mr. Kitahara. We just did what we should have done. And to receive the Command Award from so many organizations is truly remarkable."

"It's just that the two of us have wasted our time here; we haven't won a single award."

Sakurako Yuukawa scratched her cheek shyly and said,

"Everyone was full of confidence before we came, but it seems it was all an illusion. But thankfully the teacher gave us a prize, so now we all have the confidence to keep going!"

Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile:

“I don’t mind if everyone places all their confidence in me.”

Sakurako's gaze fell on his cheek, and for some reason, she felt that something was not quite real.

Would someone like that really stay at Shenxu High School and teach them with peace of mind?

Or will there come a better place for me someday, and I'll leave them behind?

"What's wrong?" Kitahara Hakuba noticed her gaze.

"No."

A smile slowly bloomed on Sakurako's face, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks.

"I just feel that Kitahara-sensei, you are so wonderful in Shenxu."

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After the awards ceremony, the venue turned into a concert, with various pop songs taking turns on stage.

Kitahara Hakuba took another group photo with his club members and then took a bus back to the hotel.

The atmosphere on the street was very lively, with everyone chatting and laughing. Kuno Tachibana was showing off his Kitahara Hakuba medal and making friends everywhere, and the sound of taking pictures never stopped.

"Teacher! Everyone's won awards, are there any activities planned?" Kuno Tachibana shouted from inside the car.

Kitahara Hakuba asked with a smile, "What kind of activities would you like to do?"

Karaoke!

"Yes! Karaoke! We have over sixty of us, so we'll book four large private rooms!"

"Tsk—" Kitahara Hakuba said, feigning embarrassment, "Well... taking female students out to karaoke at night, people will talk, won't they..."

"Oh, teacher~~ teacher, teacher~~~"

Under Kuno Tachibana's influence, most of the girls in the car seemed to have been injected with cuteness hormones and started to act coquettishly towards him.

Even Mizuno Kase, who had been trying to get him to apologize, started to wiggle and strain her voice.

"Teacher~~~ Kitahara-sensei~~~ Karaoke, please~~~"

Please~~

The bizarre scene, resembling demonic possession, shocked the few boys on the bus who dared not speak.

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't withstand such torment, so he could only laugh and say:

"Fine, fine, I can't stand you guys anymore! Tonight's expenses are on me, Kitahara Hakuba!"

His words immediately caused the boys on the bus, who had previously looked down on the girls' behavior, to start shouting as well:

"Teacher Kitahara, Banzai—!"

"Teacher Kitahara, Banzai—!"

"Teacher Kitahara, Banzai—!"

Chapter 65. I've never waited for anyone.

It's late at night at the Sapporo Central Library.

Although Sapporo is currently enveloped in the vibrant atmosphere of Music Week, the number of people inside the library remains just as high.

Nagase Tsukiyo took out her stationery and began writing her red exercises with focus, brushing the strands of hair from her temples behind her ears to accentuate her handsome face.

Integrals, calculus, quadratic functions, and other problems that she had solved many times awaited her. There was nothing she could do now but stubbornly continue writing diligently.

"I said, aren't you going to the brass band?"

As if trying to expel the pent-up emotions that had been building up in her lungs, Nagase Tsukiyo let out a deep sigh.

Sitting opposite her, Kanzaki Eri's gaze unconsciously drifted down to her slender fingers on the table.

Her long, glossy black hair, cascading down the contours of her face, accentuated the whiteness of her skin.

"She has a natural face that looks great on camera."

When Nagase Tsukiyo first met Kanzaki Eri as a child, she always thought that she was very beautiful and didn't seem like a real person.

“I feel more at ease staying here,” Eri Kanzaki said.

Nagase Tsukiyo paused for a moment, then gently raised the corners of her mouth and said:

"Huili, you should make some close friends and act according to your own ideas."

Eri Kanzaki nodded slightly, tilted her head back, and the warm indoor light outlined her figure, illuminating her throat without warning.

“Qingniao wanted to take a photo with you, but she was afraid that everyone would be unhappy,” she suddenly said.

Nagase Tsukiyo, who had been smiling, immediately composed herself, frowning slightly as she said:

Are you saying this to mock me?

"Uh......"

Eri Kanzaki's throat trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back down.

Nagase Tsukiyo stopped solving the problem and said in a low voice,

"The more I try to stay away, the closer she gets. It seems I need to make things clear with her."

Kanzaki Eri looked up at her and said:

"Moonlit Night...you didn't come here either?"

"—!" As if her soft spot had been hit, Nagase Tsukiyo's throat trembled violently as if expressing her will. "I had no choice! Uh..."

"Sh-!"

A librarian pushing a book cart happened to pass by, causing Nagase Tsukiyo, who was tense, to suddenly become obedient and timid.

Once the librarian had left, Nagase Tsukiyo opened the question bank in front of her. "That's enough for today," she thought. "Even in the library, I can't always concentrate on writing."

She stuffed the pencil case into her handbag.

"When is she coming back?" Nagase Tsukiyo asked.

"Everyone went out to play with Kitahara-sensei, and we don't know when they'll be back."

Nagase Tsukiyo picked up her schoolbag:

"Let's go."

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Kitahara Hakuba returned from the karaoke bar with a large group of girls. It was almost nine o'clock at night, and any later would not do.

A third of the people went, and the total cost for the night was over 200,000 yuan. He covered all the travel expenses to and from the destination.

After getting off the bus in front of the hotel, Kuno Tachibana walked up to Shinomiya Haruka with some snacks in hand, eating as he asked:

"Mr. Shinomiya, was Mr. Kitahara the school heartthrob back in school?"

"School heartthrob? No way."

Shinomiya gazed at Kitahara Hakuba, who was walking ahead, head down, looking at his phone.

"I didn't pay attention to my appearance when I was in school, and my grades were just average. If you put me in an anime, I'd just be a pretty average passerby, nothing special."

Kuno Tachibana gazed at her profile and thought that Shinomiya Haruka's untrimmed eyebrows were both neat and beautiful:

"But he sings so well! He sang 'Shadow Dance' and 'Spring Shadow' so amazingly!"

“Indeed, I saw a cosplayer with blue hair run out of the door,” Nagasawa Miya said.

Kuno Tachibana said with a smile:

"That's a boy playing a prank; he has a blue plastic bag over his head!"

Although she was clearly praising Kitahara Hakuba, Shinomiya Haruka suddenly felt a sense of superiority, her gaze unusual, and then she said with a smile:

"Actually, I don't know what else he can do."

Goto Yu exclaimed in surprise, "Is it really that amazing?"

"Idiot, of course you want your own teacher to be as good as possible!" Kuno Tachika curled his lip.

Kitahara Hakuba stood in front of the inn and said, "Alright, everyone, go upstairs and get some rest."

Kuno Tachibana and the others entered the hotel, leaving Shinomiya Yoru behind.

“You go up too, there are still students who haven’t returned.”

Shinomiya Haruka narrowed her eyes for a moment, then smiled and said, "Want to come to my room tonight?"

"We didn't even have any foreplay, and you're suddenly saying things like that?" Kitahara Hakuba teased.

"Hey! I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it."

With her hands behind her back, Shinomiya Haruka leaned close to him, stood on tiptoe, and breathed hot, damp air onto his cheek.

"I brought your favorite black Destruction Mushroom. Want to see it?"

"???"

Kitahara Hakuma's eyes widened instantly; she actually remembered!

He told himself that he was not a lecher, nor did he enjoy going to girls' rooms; he was simply going to experience what dark art was all about.

Seeing Kitahara Hakuma's smug, helpless expression, Shinomiya Haruka smiled brightly and gently patted his shoulder, saying: