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“Hmm
Yuka Isomoto groaned, unsure of what to do or how many people in the brass band knew about this "possibility."
She looked around at the expressions of the club members. Judging from the atmosphere, no one knew that Kitahara-sensei might leave, so they were still able to laugh and joke about how tired they were.
No, we can't let the members know about this before the national conference. Otherwise, if they go on stage with this kind of mentality, they might miss out on the national gold medal.
But if they really miss out, is it a good thing or a bad thing for first and second year students?
But what exactly does it mean to her?
Yuka Isomoto couldn't help but swallow hard, then looked at Tatsuka Kuno, who seemed a little sullen from being scolded.
A layer of hot sweat had already appeared at her temples.
If someone like Kuno, who is driven by academic achievement, knew that "Teacher Kitahara might resign if he wins the gold medal," what choice would she make?
At this moment, Saito Haruka's hand touched Isomoto Yuka's exposed thigh, her long eyelashes fluttering. "The National Gold Medal is very important to Kitahara-sensei. We are no longer first or second graders, and if Kitahara-sensei is still here, it will be very troublesome to get along with him."
Yuka Isomoto understood that Harutori was reminding her that she should wholeheartedly play for Mr. Kitahara and win him the national gold medal.
Moreover, if he were to leave Shenxu, everything he desired might become a reality.
The girl fell into deep thought, and Saito Haruka remained silent, speechless. Silence filled the practice room, which had begun to fill with laughter again.
"Kuno-senpai, are you alright?" Nagase Tsukiyo was worried when she saw that her usually rebellious junior was not saying a word.
Kuno Tachibana took a deep breath, shook her head, and her hair gently brushed against her cheek:
"What could be wrong with me? It's just that I'm rarely told this by Kitahara-sensei, so I'm a little caught off guard."
For a moment, the question, "What makes you think you're special to Kitahara-sensei?" welled up in Nagase Tsukiyo's throat, but she quickly swallowed it back down.
There's a reason why Kuno-senpai thinks this way: after all, during the small account selection, Kitahara-sensei chose her, not himself.
Meanwhile, in Nagase Tsukiyo's eyes, Kuno Tachibana was blaming herself for her "carefree" behavior, and she should comfort her instead of criticizing her.
"Perhaps with the national conference approaching, Mr. Kitahara has been quite tired lately, and we've also been reflecting on this privately."
A serene smile appeared on Nagase Tsukiyo's face.
"Next year you will be a second-year student. Shenxu's goal is the stars and the sea. Teacher Beiyuan still needs your abilities."
Kuno Tachibana gripped the trumpet with both hands. The reason she felt annoyed was not because Kitahara-sensei had teased her, but because Kitahara-sensei hadn't teased her with a smile.
His demeanor was completely different from before; he treated her as if she were an ordinary member of the department.
Because she believed that she was special in Mr. Kitahara's eyes and deserved his stern yet smiling advice.
"I just didn't expect that Kitahara-sensei would also feel nervous."
Kuno Tachibana took a deep breath, as if adjusting her mood, stretched her legs out straight beneath her skirt, and said with a smile.
"I always thought he was the kind of person who would remain calm in the face of danger, even at a national conference."
Nagase Tsukiyo blinked her clear eyes; she rarely saw Kitahara-sensei look so serious.
His colleagues often called him the "smiling devil," but he didn't smile at all today; all that's left is the "devil."
A short while later, the sound of a woodwind ensemble could be heard coming from the clarinet practice room.
Just like the brass section, their playing was intermittent, and they seemed to have received the same treatment, which made the brass members gloat.
That concludes today's practice.
At Kitahara Hakuba's command, everyone in the first music classroom put down their instruments.
It's already 10:20 PM, and Shenxu is setting a new record for the latest practice session. Some people are barely holding on with their eyelids that keep drooping, relying entirely on willpower.
Sakurako Kawa was the first to stand up, and the other members, despite their aching backs, stood up and bowed in gratitude.
After packing his things, Kitahara Hakuba followed the girls, including Utsugi, out of the club building.
The club members were somewhat surprised, because it was extremely rare for Kitahara-sensei to leave with them.
Stepping outside, the fresh air filled the air, accompanied by the soothing sounds of their "Ahhh!"
Suddenly, an evening breeze blew from the direction of Lake Onuma, gently rustling the girl's skirt and Kitahara Hakuma's coat.
He looked at the group of members walking towards the school gate, a few strands of hair fluttering in front of their foreheads.
Some girls were sharing funny stories in hushed tones, occasionally bursting into cheerful laughter; others were walking forward with their heads down; and still others had already started playing a game of slapping their buttocks with their legs.
The wind brushed past his ears, bringing the rustling of leaves in the distance, as if time itself had slowed down and become gentle.
Kitahara Hakuba stood there for a moment, watching them constantly complain about how tired they were, when suddenly an idea struck him.
The air was filled with the scent of youth, like the fragrance of freshly trimmed grass or the delicate aroma of flowers; the entire night seemed to make way for their youth.
Like bubbles rising from the seabed, the idea of composing music for them came to mind.
He seemed to hear the oboe first.
Chapter 265, Section 264: Kana Eto expresses her agreement.
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"hurry up!"
With her black twin ponytails swaying, and long, beautiful legs encased in white stockings beneath her skirt, Takahashi Kami turned to look at Eto Kana and said...
"Your diarrhea couldn't be more untimely! We don't have much time to prepare! The senior students are all here!"
It's October 12th now, and there are only eight days left until the national tournament. We have six days to go to Utsunomiya ahead of schedule.
Before that, they need to practice the dance "Blue and Summer" that they will perform at the retirement ceremony of the third-year students.
Furthermore, regardless of the final outcome of the competition, a special gift of gratitude should be prepared for Mr. Kitahara.
This was done as a surprise, and we didn't tell Kitahara-sensei about it. It was Kawasaki who first brought it up.
The problem is that no one has decided what to do.
Because in the past, the brass band had never had the experience of giving any teacher a gift as a token of gratitude, Kitahara Hakuba was the first teacher they wanted to repay.
Kana Eto stopped on the steps, panting, her tense legs turned outwards, and she said with her cherry-colored knees bent:
"Hmm: Kitahara-sensei hasn't come to ask us to practice dancing, even though he promised us before. We finally got to practice today, so slow down."
Mr. Kitahara seemed to have something to do today. He finished practicing at 4:30 pm and left without staying.
Kami Takahashi stood in the stairwell, holding onto the handrail with one hand, and said:
"I just saw him leave the school. It seems like he went to Shinomiya-sensei's shop. It looks like he forgot about his promise to practice dance with us."
The main reason is that with the national conference approaching, they don't dare to tell Mr. Kitahara that they need to prepare for their retirement ceremony, for fear that he will say they are "not doing their job properly".
"That's true."
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Kana Eto sighed; she had wanted to see Kitahara-sensei dance.
Kami Takahashi took a step up, her hair swaying gently with the movement, and said with a playful smile:
"After all, Mr. Kitahara is so young. He's bound to have trouble putting up with a cute girl like you, Kana, all the time. It's normal for him to vent."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Kana Eto glared at her, her face flushed.
A carefree smile appeared on Takahashi Kami's face:
"When I stayed overnight at your house last time, you were calling out Kitahara-sensei's name in your sleep. What would you say if Amemori-senpai found out?"
"Huh?! Don't talk nonsense! I didn't do it at all!"
Kana Eto's face instantly tensed, and she suddenly found the strength to run upwards, wanting to hit her.
Takahashi Kami laughed loudly in the club building, and the two of them chased each other as they ran towards the first music classroom.
Upon arriving at the classroom, the girl opened the door, only to have her shoulder grabbed by Kana Eto, who had caught up with her.
"Gotcha! Gotcha!"
The girl's flushed face held an undeniable pride, and the two seemed to have unknowingly changed the nature of their chase.
Takahashi Kami laughed and said, "Invalid! I'm in the safe zone!"
"Where is there such a thing as a safe zone?!"
Kana Eto finally caught her, but in reality, she had no idea how to punish her.
At this moment, Yukawa Sakurako, sitting in the first music classroom, gave a forced smile:
"Junior Eto, Junior Takahashi, as the future captain and vice-captain of the Shin-Asahi Brass Band, is it appropriate for you to be running around in the corridor?"
Kana Eto blushed again, while Kami Takahashi kept smiling.
"What's wrong? Why did you upset Kana like this?" Akamatsu Sayaka kept swinging a keychain on her index finger.
"Oh, it was when we slept together last time—"
"Kami!"
Kana Eto reached out and covered her mouth, then quickly smiled at the several student leaders in the classroom and said...
"It's alright, let's get down to business. Sorry to keep you all waiting."
The section leaders and orchestral staff were all in the classroom; she didn't want the whole department to know about this.
Besides, she didn't even know if such a thing had happened! She also didn't remember Kitahara-sensei ever appearing in her dreams!
If she really had such a dream, she would definitely remember it clearly.
Sayaka Akamatsu put the key into her skirt pocket, then covered her mouth in shock and said, "You...you two have already slept together without me knowing!"
Eight "Saya Kaori"
Sakurako Yukawa narrowed her eyes slightly and let out a nasal sound like a cow's moo.
"Hmm: Sleeping here doesn't mean the same thing as you think, and there's no need to hide it from you."
"Okay, okay, just kidding." Sayaka Akamatsu waved her hands.
Yu Shou sat upright in the chair, his hands on his thighs, and said, "You two come in and sit down first. Let's take this time to discuss this."
Two second-year students took off their shoes and came in.