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"It's not convenient for us to take our bass instruments back to practice, so it's quite normal for us to come early."
"Honestly, I envy other musical instruments, because you can take them home and practice with you."
Compared to the other voices, the members of the bass voices had already arrived at the practice room early.
Although only two euphonium players from Group A participated in the competition, they still had tuba and double bass instruments.
There are a total of seven members.
"When I woke up today, the blankets were getting softer and softer. I can't think of what I'm going to do in winter. Kurosawa Maki's hands were tucked into her sleeves, and her little face showed a distressed expression."
Yuka Isomoto hugged her euphonium and couldn't help but shiver. Hakodate was very cold in winter, and getting up every morning was a great ordeal. Moreover, judging from the past few months of practice, it was probably still dark when she arrived at school.
“But Maki-senpai, you shouldn’t have come so early, right?” Isomoto Yuka said.
She didn't mean to shirk responsibility; she was simply stating a fact: the simplicity and honesty of people from the countryside.
Because Maki Kurosawa plays the euphonium, but she was not selected for the A section this time, and the B section has no activities anymore, so she can totally stay home and sleep in.
Kurosawa Maki straightened her back, a faint blush rising to her cheeks, and said:
"When Mr. Kitahara auditioned, he said that I would definitely be the main player for the tuba next year, so how can I slack off because of that!"
"Pfft—" At this moment, a girl playing the tuba laughed and said, "Teacher Kitahara and many of our club members say the same thing."
Kurosawa Maki's ears felt slightly warm.
"What Kitahara-sensei said is not wrong."
At this moment, Saito Harutori spoke up with a laugh,
"You'll be the members he's personally trained for almost a year, so your quality will most likely be better than the freshmen. It's perfectly normal to say you'll all be the future core of the team."
Upon hearing this, Kurosawa Maki puffed out her thin chest again and said confidently:
"Yes, yes! I've grown so much in just six months. I can't even imagine how strong I'll be next year!"
"Saito-senpai, Kitahara-sensei should be back by now, right?" another short but cute girl asked.
She stood beside a double bass that was taller than herself, and the topic of Ma Gui was immediately killed.
As Kurosawa Maki moved her foot, which was covered in white calf socks, the crisp sound of her heel hitting the wooden floor could be clearly heard.
“Yes, we got back around one or two o’clock yesterday afternoon,” Saito Harutori said with a smile.
"Talk? Why didn't Kitahara-sensei come over when you came back so early yesterday afternoon?"
To them, Kitahara-sensei was someone who would seize every opportunity to train them relentlessly. Isomoto Yuka's fingertips pressed against the tube, its golden surface reflecting her slightly youthful face.
"There might be some things going on. After all, Kitahara-sensei's life isn't just about us."
These words stunned the club members for a moment. As they spent more time together, they realized that they were the only people in Kitahara-sensei's life.
But this is clearly something that has no justification.
"Wow, everyone's here so early."
A familiar voice reached the girls' ears. Looking up, they saw a handsome boy wearing a dark gray cotton sweater standing at the door of the practice room.
"Mmm-one-one"
Yuka Isomoto took a deep breath. It was strange; she hadn't seen Kitahara-sensei for only three days, but he seemed to have become even more handsome.
So handsome
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"I thought that as the weather got colder, people would arrive later than usual."
Kitahara Hakuba walked into the practice room, smiling as he spoke.
"The practice time for the bass voices may be less than that for the other voices, so you will need to work hard to make up for this gap."
"It's alright, the weather isn't too cold yet—" Saito Harutori said in a sweet voice, looking at the club members, "and everyone comes to practice on their own initiative."
Kitahara Hakuba's gaze swept over her, finally settling on Isomoto Yuka, and he smiled gently, saying:
"Team Leader Isomoto, has the vocalization practice started yet? Or have I already missed it?"
Yuka Isomoto's reaction was a bit over the top; her feet were pressed tightly together, her strong thighs, no less impressive than those of a track and field athlete, subtly straining on the inside.
"Um, no, we've only been here a short time."
Kitahara Hakuba looked around at the members of the bass section and noticed Kurosawa Maki standing to the side.
For some reason, seeing her holding the euphonium made me, as her advisor, feel even more cheerful.
"Let's all practice vocalizing together, and then practice playing together again."
"Teacher Kitahara, are you going to stay and listen?" Hiroka Isomoto asked nervously.
"Can't you?"
No, it's not that it can't be done.
Because Kitahara-sensei hadn't spent a long time with them doing these basic exercises, he had already let all the vocal parts practice on their own after the All-Do Tournament.
The practice continued until Shenxu High School became increasingly noisy, and people from other vocal sections arrived one after another, finally bringing the practice session dedicated to the bass vocal section to an end.
"Teacher Kitahara! You're back!"
"Hello, Kitahara-sensei!"
"Teacher Kitahara, did you get plastic surgery in Tokyo? You look even more handsome!"
"Teacher Kitahara, did you bring us any souvenirs?"
"Teacher Kitahara, is it more comfortable staying in Tokyo or Hakodate?"
The girls calling him "Teacher Kitahara" repeatedly was a pleasure for Kitahara Hakuba that was no less than physical.
It evokes the feeling of a king returning to his harem after a long expedition.
For the members of the brass band, without their teacher Kitahara by their side for the past three days, they felt that something very important was missing from their daily brass practice.
The departure of the leader left the girls feeling empty, both physically and mentally.
However, the appearance of Kitahara Hyakuma today has filled them up and restored their usual energy and spirit.
"Welcome back, Kitahara-sensei!"
Yu Shou, tall and slender, lingered her gaze on his handsome and gentle face.
“These days, all sections have been performing according to the schedule you specified, and nothing unexpected has happened.”
She reported to Kitahara Hakuba, in the tone of a secretary, that everything in the brass band had been stable over the past three days.
Kitahara Hakuba's gaze fell on the pocket of her uniform, where a black mechanical pencil was sticking out.
"You still have it with you?" he asked with a smile.
Yu Shou lowered his head, took out the pen he had given him from his pocket, and said with a blush:
"I've been using this."
Just then, a girl with short hair walked over, her hands clasped behind her back, and said with a puzzled tone:
"This pen is very cheap; it should be available in most stores. Why does Senior Rain Guardian cherish it so much? Why does he carry it with him?"
Kitahara Hakuba turned his head and found Kuno Tachibana standing beside him, her bangs soft and smooth.
Moreover, her long-sleeved uniform made her body appear even smaller, and the fabric in front of her chest still couldn't support her at all.
When she asked the question, Yu Shou didn't respond, but just glared at her.
Kuno Tachibana had a vague idea of what was going on, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she gave Kitahara Hakuba a sweet, obedient smile and said:
"Welcome home, Kitahara-sensei."
“Kuno-kun, Tokyo is my home,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
"I've always felt that the Shenxu Brass Band is the teacher's home."
Kuno Tachibana tilted her head, revealing a sweet smile.
"But I'm actually a little worried that Kitahara-sensei won't come back after going to Tokyo."
She said that, but judging from her mischievous expression, she was just joking.
"oi"
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"How could such a thing possibly happen?"
Just then, Sayaka Akamatsu and Sakurako Yukawa came from one side of the corridor. The girl with three braids raised her hands and swung them back and forth, refuting Tachibana Kuno's words.
Kuno Tachibana took a step back, placed his hands on Kitahara Hakuba's shoulders, and said...
"If we don't win gold at this national tournament, Mr. Kitahara will probably stay here for the rest of his life, until we win gold."
"Little sister, don't say anything that's detrimental to your lofty ambitions! You must succeed this year!"
After Akamatsu Sayaka finished speaking, she prepared to grab her. In reality, she had wanted to capture this arrogant first-year student for a long time.
Kuno Tachibana laughed and jumped back to avoid it, her skirt and short hair swaying gently with her movement.
He bowed obediently and said:
"However, I will try my best, and I ask for your guidance."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and went into the practice room, but it was the oboe practice room.
Sakurako's cheeks flushed a rosy pink as she smiled contentedly and said:
"I feel that Kuno-senpai is becoming more and more kind. She really is a good girl."
“Well, well,” Akamatsu Sayaka raised a hand and said proudly, “After all, the current brass band no longer has the right to be mocked by her.”
“But I still prefer the way she used to speak her mind,” Yu Shou said, arms crossed.
"The history of the Shin-Asahi Brass Band will definitely be written by Kuno-senpai the year after next," the current captain, Yukawa Sakurako, couldn't help but sigh.
Akamatsu Sayaka played with her three-strand braid and said:
"The Eto era hasn't even started next year, and you, the Emperor Yukawa, are already thinking about the Kuno era?"