blogombal Page 94
Page 94
"Harutori, you're actually jealous of Kitahara-sensei, aren't you?"
Nagase Tsukiyo's words resurfaced in her mind, causing her to involuntarily clench her teeth.
“It’s Tsukiyo who’s jealous, you must be jealous too.” Saito Harutori murmured as if refuting, but no one could hear her.
But the thought that no one could hear her made her feel at ease enough to cry.
>
The next day was unusually fine weather; there wasn't a single cloud in the sky, and the sun was just the right amount of warm sunshine.
Shenxu High School, music classroom used for teaching.
The flute's tone perfectly complemented the oboe's melody, its beautiful timbre seemingly extending to the ends of the earth.
The two worked together seamlessly, leaving no room for error.
As the flute and oboe Soli entered its final measure, the classroom fell into complete silence until the rest ended.
After a pause, Kitahara Hakuba let out a soft sigh of relief. Kanzaki Eri quietly raised her lovely face, her cheeks flushed with a faint blush, perhaps from excitement.
Kitahara Hakuba could understand her feelings; this "perfection" she had created was unparalleled.
"You played very well, Kanzaki-kun."
[Level Up]
[Character: Eri Kanzaki]
[Musical Instrument: Oboe lv+1, currently lv16]
She didn't have much time to play with Eri Kanzaki, but she was very quick to learn and leveled up immediately.
"Hmm." She raised her hand to brush her hair aside, looking thoughtfully at the oboe in her hand.
Kitahara Hakuba asked gently, "Do you want to play something else?"
However, Eri Kanzaki shook her head, her white hair clip standing out conspicuously against her uniform black hair.
"This is not very skillful yet."
“That’s already pretty good for a student,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
Kanzaki Eri clearly reacted to these words, her legs suddenly pressing tightly together as she whispered:
"You have to... blow until you're worthy of Kitahara-sensei."
Hearing her words, Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but smile wryly.
His current all-instrument level is 1v25, which is close to the master level. If Eri Kanzaki really tries to catch up with that idea, she probably won't have a chance this year.
Once the Hakodate Regional Tournament is over, if everything goes smoothly, his level will rise to 30 after the mission ends. Kanzaki Megumi probably won't have a chance to catch up in the final years of her high school career.
But Kitahara Hakuba was naturally not foolish enough to tell the truth, and said with a smile, "Then I'll wait for you."
"Hmm... because of a lifetime..." Kanzaki Eri slowly placed the oboe on her lap.
"Woolen cloth.
Kitahara Hakuba let out a nonsensical groan and asked curiously,
"Kanzaki-kun, are you really planning to brag about Soli to me for the rest of your life?"
Eri Kanzaki stood upright, her beautiful face lifted as she gazed directly at Hakuba Kitahara, raising her index fingers to make an X in front of her chest:
"Lying is not allowed. You have to tell the truth. That's what Kitahara-sensei taught me."
Okay, that seems to be the case...
This left Kitahara Hakuba feeling frustrated; he hadn't expected the boomerang to hit him.
But her appearance is very rare; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she is absolutely the cutest and most adorable person in the world.
"Alright, let's continue tomorrow."
Just as Kitahara Hakuba was about to return to the staff office, Kanzaki Eri suddenly called out to him.
"Teacher Kitahara."
"what happened?"
Eri Kanzaki slowly exhaled, and her beautifully shaped ears could be seen through the gaps in her black hair.
"Does Kitahara-sensei want me to play SoIi in A-section?"
Kitahara Hakuba felt comfortable for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled:
"Eri, if I said I wanted to, you would definitely go, right?"
"Yes." Kanzaki Eri's gaze remained fixed on him. "I can help Kitahara-sensei win the gold medal."
This girl looks so cute, but she's really arrogant.
The word "winning gold" is really uttered so casually, it doesn't seem like he's doing anything wrong.
However, he quickly realized that she had said "help Kitahara-sensei," not "help the brass band."
Something seems off?
Kitahara Hakuba let out a long sigh and said to her:
“Huili, do what you think is right. Don’t just do it because I want you to. I want you to have your own ideas. If you want to think, then think; if you don’t want to, then don’t.”
Eri Kanzaki gently stroked the surface of the oboe with her fingertips, feeling a dull ache in her chest, and said in an almost groaning tone:
"Hmm... I've already said what I thought. Is it because my abilities aren't enough?"
.
His eyes, as black as obsidian, reflected Kitahara Hakuba's somewhat surprised expression.
"You want to become an A-level editor?"
This is a huge challenge for Kitahara Hakuba.
Getting a taciturn girl to showcase her talent in a highly emotionally charged narrative piece is no easy task. No matter how outstanding her technique is, if her emotions are not conveyed, she will not receive a high score. The silver award is confirmed.
Meanwhile, the thing that Editor A, Kana Eto, was most worried about still happened.
Kanzaki Eri's oboe skills were already superior to hers; all it took to surpass her and enter the A section was a single performance.
Chapter 100, Question 99: So, maintain the status quo? (4K)
During lunch break, the practice rooms for each section of the wind instrument section were filled with the sounds of instruments, a cacophony of brass, wood, and percussion.
Each part was practicing its own section, much like a bunch of kindergarten kids who had just received their new toys, playing without any coordination.
In the first music classroom,
The warm melodies of the oboe and bassoon filled the practice room, producing emotionally rich tones and weaving together a beautiful melody that made people stop in their tracks.
"If it's already at this level, then we should be able to play together without any problems."
"The bassoon with its black lacquer finish is undeniably captivating," said Watanabe Hama, the section leader.
Kana Eto was extremely satisfied with the ensemble performance. She had been practicing almost every day since the sheet music was distributed.
Having gained Watanabe Hama's approval, her fingers trembled slightly, and she naturally felt much more at ease.
"Let's go back and continue with the basic exercises we've been doing before," Watanabe Hama instructed casually. "Let's start with the Fringer Intermediate Etude."
This is an etude that emphasizes rhythmic variation, designed to cultivate musical expression and stability in complex rhythms.
For the members of the wind band, etudes need to be practiced every day. If you think about it, there is a lot of time in a day, but all they can do is practice a few pieces over and over again until they are perfect.
Hama Watanabe subconsciously pressed the silver button on the bassoon, and out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Mai Kirishima was making a listening gesture.
A melodious sound drifted in from outside the window, the familiar tune swirling in the classroom, clear and transparent. "It's Kanzaki-senpai," Kirishima Mai blurted out. "What a beautiful melody."
Throughout the entire Shin-Asahi High School, apart from Kitahara-sensei, only Kanzaki Eri can play such a piece of music.
Hama Watanabe frowned. She could tell that Eri Kanzaki was playing an excerpt from "The Tears of Princess Kinada of the Hii River".
Not only her, but even Kana Eto could hear it. She immediately felt a tightness in her chest, a bitter feeling welled up on the inside of her tongue, and her eyebrows twitched restlessly.
I suddenly feel like crying. How can all these people be so mean?
They don't come when they want to, and they come when they want to... They're playing with their own stupidity.
This feeling is so uncomfortable, like melting ice cream stuck in Kana Eto's mind.
"That's enough, get your attention back on track."
Hama Watanabe noticed the fleeting look of annoyance on Kana Eto's face and said in a flat tone,
"Don't let external factors disrupt your practice progress. Just leave these things to Mr. Kitahara. All we can do is focus on doing our best."
A moment of silence fell over the classroom, and then a short while later, the Soli section of the Free Movement for oboe and trumpet came from outside the window.
Kirishima Mai blinked. She and Kuno Tachibana played Soli together, and Kanzaki Eri suddenly started practicing it, clearly aiming for that.
Even so, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it; Soli could be her or not.
She subconsciously glanced at Kana Eto; if anyone was the most dangerous person, it would definitely be this girl.
At that moment, Kana Eto's gaze suddenly caught that of Mai Kirishima, who was looking over. Startled, the latter quickly looked away. Even though she tried to pretend it was a "coincidence," the change in her expression did not lie.
The two exchanged glances and their thoughts were already out in the blink of an eye.
Hmm.
Kana Eto turned her face away timidly, her long eyelashes fluttering lightly, and she became dejected. She didn't understand why things had come so quickly; she had just gained confidence from Mr. Kitahara yesterday...
That feeling of struggling to survive in the cracks is something I really don't want to experience if I could.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a sense of resentment, complaining about the change in the audition mode and about the practice proposed by Teacher Kitahara that "the A-list is not stable and can be replaced at any time."
No, Kana Eto thought, her legs wrapped in black stockings pressed together. This can't be blamed on Kitahara-sensei, nor on anyone else. It's always been a case of the capable taking precedence.
Looking at the girl's face, which seemed several times more tired than usual, Watanabe straightened up and said loudly:
"To be honest, I can't play with someone who lacks ambition, and I also don't think Kanzaki is suited for freestyle pieces; her playing lacks emotion."
Even if everyone plays the same piece on the same instrument, the resulting musical styles will be completely different.
That's what makes music so interesting. After weighing the pros and cons, I believe Kitahara-sensei will still choose you.
Kirishima Mai's eyes widened slightly as she thought to herself, "As expected of the voice section leader, she can say such things so casually."