I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Interesting. Let's look back at this girl's grades in a year or two.

As I walked upstairs, I happened to run into Kurosaki Yuichi on patrol.

As soon as he saw Kitahara's white horse approaching, he hurried forward.

"Are you alright, Kitahara?"

"It's nothing." Kitahara Hakuba didn't want to make a fuss, so he patted him on the shoulder and said, "Keep up the good work, I'm going back to my room."

"That one"

Kurosaki Yuichi grabbed his wrist worriedly and said,

"Kitahara, I'm so sorry."

"what?"

Kitahara Hakuba grinned.

"It's okay to say it, but you should still prepare your explanation for tomorrow night. Don't get flustered when you see how pretty she is."

"hey-hey--"

Kurosaki Yuichi knew he wanted to relax, so he chuckled sheepishly.

"Then you should rest first."

"it is good."

Kitahara Hakuba returned to his room and then turned on his phone.

It was discovered that Shinomiya Haruka had not sent any messages, but Shin-Asahi's students had sent a lot of messages.

It wasn't just those few female students with whom he had a special, intimate relationship; other students did too, mostly offering words of comfort.

Now, everyone in Quan Shenxu knows tonight that Kitahara Hakuba almost died in the hot spring.

Even when you slide down, you can't reach the bottom.

"Am I really that popular with them?" Kitahara Hakuba said, stroking his chin, though he was actually quite pleased with himself.

The fact that Shinomiya Haruka didn't send a message is probably because no one has informed her about tonight's events; even the ferryman didn't have the courage to do so.

It's better to avoid trouble than to cause her more problems; it's better to let her worry less.

Kitahara Hakuba lay on the bed looking at his phone; various girl profile pictures flashed by as he swiped the screen.

"Many girls"

He received so many messages from girls that he didn't know how to reply or which one to reply to first.

If I reply to one of them, I might get a response like, "Huh? Kitahara-sensei replied to you? But he didn't reply to me!"

"Could it be that he doesn't really like me? That's why he's ignoring me?"

"Doesn't his reply to me alone prove that..."

No no no.

For the sake of the girls' friendship, Kitahara Hakuba simply threw his phone aside, implying that not all sisters could share their phones like Saito Haruka and Isomoto Yuka.

"But it's really absurd," Kitahara Hakuba thought, gazing up at the ceiling.

After going through a revolving door, no.

Kitahara Hakuba blushed and felt agitated whenever he thought about this. The fleeting memories that others have before they die are all precious and unforgettable memories from their lives.

His revolving lantern display, however, was filled with erotic moments with young girls, including Saito Haruka. Is that normal?

“You’re not normal, Kitahara Hakuba.” He rested his arm on his arm.

Now, Kitahara Hakuba has completely accepted the truth.

He is an absolute pervert, a beast in human clothing who desires to possess young girls.

Did they leave Shenxu with the hidden thought that as long as they abandoned their teaching positions, they could easily take advantage of them?

Kitahara Hakuba let out a long breath, and he could hear a faint groan coming from his lungs as he exhaled.

There must be such an idea.

It turns out that I had been harboring this evil thought since that time.

Therefore, when faced with the advances of girls like Saito Haruka, he would silently accept and enjoy their initiative.

The more Kitahara Hakuba thought, the clearer his mind became.

He needs to take responsibility. Regarding Nagase Tsukiyo, he is fully capable of "turning back before it's too late," because he hasn't done anything excessive.

She is also very well-behaved.

But when faced with people like Saito Haruka, Kanzaki Eri, and Isomoto Yuka who had experienced physical intimacy, he needed to have a conversation.

For example, "How can we end things completely and amicably?"

Especially Hui Li.

"This is the only way," Kitahara Hakuba thought. "Otherwise, continuing will only harm these young girls in the prime of their lives. We must come to an end."

Regardless of how these girls view him, he needs to be completely honest.

The second day of the school trip.

Kitahara Hakuba didn't fall asleep until after 4 a.m. last night. He felt his eyelids were heavy and thought he might as well just be lazy and sleep all morning, but then he remembered that he had promised Kuno Tachika that they would go out and play together.

What can I do? She's my savior!

Kitahara Hakuba forced himself to get up and looked at the bedding spread on the tatami mat beside him. It seemed that Kurosaki Yuichi had left early in the morning.

He got dressed and raised his hand to press down the hair sticking up on his head, but he still couldn't get it down. Frustrated, he washed his hair.

The hotel's restaurant is a tatami-style restaurant with warm yellow lighting.

There are no individual seats; all the rooms are private booths, each accommodating six to eight people. Those attending today's event will choose to sit together.

Good morning, Kitahara-sensei.

"Teacher Kitahara, are you alright?"

As expected, as soon as Kitahara Hakuba entered the restaurant, he was surrounded by students from all directions, who greeted him incessantly.

This situation cannot be ignored like a text message; Kitahara Hakuba needs to respond to each one individually.

"Teacher Kitahara seems to be in good spirits," said Nagasawa Miya, who was peeking out of the private room.

She wore a loose white shirt and slim-fitting jeans, which accentuated the girl's rounded hips, making one want to kiss them.

"Oh, really?" Kuno Tachibana's gaze remained fixed on the fried radish and tofu in the bowl.

She wore a white dress with a slightly cinched waist that accentuated her slender figure. The dress was light and soft, and she wore a red coat over her slightly puffed-up upper body. Her shoes were brown loafers, making it a very fresh and innocent girlish outfit.

However, the soles of the shoes seemed to add a lot of height, making her legs appear longer and whiter.

Wearing the Shinjiro uniform, Kurosawa Maki chuckled and put some vegetable salad into her bowl, saying:

"You've already kissed each other on the lips, why are you pretending not to care?"

One!

Kuno Tachibana's body tensed instantly, her mouth froze, and her previously calm face flushed uncontrollably.

"I was saving someone! It wasn't kissing!"

Miyako Nagasawa's calm voice came through: "Artificial respiration, in essence, is just kissing, right?"

"If you've ever taken a first aid course, you'll understand that artificial respiration isn't about kissing someone on the lips; it's about blowing air into their mouth."

Kuno Tachibana retorted, "Right? Mai?"

"kindness."

Kirishima Mai nodded, still wearing her Shin-Asahi High School uniform, with a bow on her chest, a short skirt, and loafers.

"But when you blow air into his mouth, shouldn't you cover his entire mouth to prevent air from escaping?"

Kurosawa Maki said with a smug smile,

"Isn't this just a kiss on the lips? Oh my, I never thought that among the five of us, the first person to kiss a boy on the lips wouldn't be Mei Ya."

"Huh?" Nagasawa Miya frowned. "Why am I the first one?"

"Because I always have this feeling!"

Kurosawa Maki narrowed his eyes, stroking his chin like a thoughtful middle-aged man.

"You don't want anything to happen to cute little Yu, do you? Listen to me, Uncle~ Hehehehehe"

Yu Goto was eating seaweed, tilting his head in confusion:

"kindness?"

"What are you talking about?" Under the table, Nagasawa Miyabi's shoes touched her calf.

"It hurts!" Kurosawa Maki cried out immediately.

"It seems everyone had a good chat."

The sudden addition of Kitahara Hakuma caused all the girls to stop eating and playing around. Only Kuno Tachika's face turned red almost reflexively, and she lowered her head and buried herself in her rice.

"Good morning, Kitahara-sensei," Kirishima Mai said.

"Good morning."

Kitahara Hakuba smiled gently, glanced at Kuno Tatsuka, then looked away and said...

"Would it be convenient for us to eat together?"

"It's convenient." Nagasawa Miya, who was sitting on the outermost side, moved over to a different spot.

When Kitahara Hakuba sat down, he could still feel the lingering warmth of the girl.

Where are we going to go today?

"Us?" Kurosawa Maki asked in surprise, "Doesn't Kitahara-sensei need to rest?"

Kitahara Hakuba placed the grilled willow leaf fish and cold pork dish he was carrying on the table:

"No need, but without Kuno-san and Kirishima-san, I might have had to stay in bed for the rest of my life."