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With his thick lips pursed, Eiji Watari placed his large hands on the armrests of his chair and said:
"How about I talk to the school and give you a paid extended leave after the national conference? What do you think?"
“Before the national convention…” Kitahara Hakuba sighed.
The ferryman frowned. He had never seen this young man sigh so much before. Could it be... he was going to run away again?
Having worked for so many years, I've noticed that the "job tenure" of my younger colleagues isn't very long, especially those from well-off families.
They complained about this and that, and then quit without warning.
With Kitahara Hakuba's abilities, even if this kid went back to his hometown of Tokyo, there would be plenty of schools begging him to teach.
However, he will be his niece's person in the future, so there's no need to hide it from him.
"So what do you think we should do now? The national conference is coming soon, and the school leaders are paying close attention to it. We can't just give you a long leave, can we? That would make everyone uneasy. Kitahara, hang in there for a while, grit your teeth and try your best."
“It’s not that there’s no way,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
The ferry manager asked curiously:
"any solution?"
"Give me a raise."
When money was mentioned, the ferry director looked troubled, since Shenxu High School was not solely owned by him; he only had a small share.
His already broad chest bulged, and he gritted his teeth, saying:
"Okay, I'll talk to the school and try to get you a 20% raise."
"Really?" Kitahara Hakuba's eyes widened in surprise.
He was just saying it casually, joking around, after all, the extra money wasn't much for him.
The money he got from the girls and the prize money from the competition was enough to ensure he would live a worry-free life for the rest of his days.
The ferry director patted him on the shoulder and said:
"But you have to promise me that you will do your best at the National Conference. I won't make empty promises about getting gold or silver, but at least you should get bronze for our Shenxu."
"The smallest prize in the entire competition is bronze."
Kitahara Hakuba sat up straight and explained to him, "The rule is this: if you fail even one grade, then no matter how many As you have, you can only get a grade of -1." However, the ferryman waved his hand and said:
"I don't know about that, as long as there's a prize, is that possible?"
"able.
Kitahara Hakuba didn't know what to say, but no matter what, it seemed like he was suddenly going to get a raise?
The ferry director didn't say much and went straight out, it seemed he really wanted to help him negotiate.
Good uncle.
He secretly praised himself, then opened the drawer and took out the cherry tomatoes that Eri Kanzaki had given him.
Small, red, and very cute.
Open the transparent lid, remove the calyx from the cherry tomato and throw it in the trash can, then pick one up and put it in your mouth.
With a gentle press in the mouth, the thin skin of the fruit cracks like a summer dewdrop.
A delicate sourness glides onto the taste buds, followed a few seconds later by a hint of natural sweetness.
"Hmm~?" Kitahara Hakuba chewed the fruit with some surprise.
The food that Hui Li raised was actually quite delicious?
Kitahara Hakuba placed the lid on and put it in the drawer.
I opened my laptop, and a news article popped up a moment later: "Kansai Tournament, Kita-Uji High School of Uji City, Kyoto Prefecture, is advancing to the national tournament. Advisor: Taki Noboru, Deputy Advisor: Kumiko Oumae. The second piece is a free piece titled 'Rainy Night Moon'."
I don't care about second-rate consultants or top schools.
Kitahara Hakuba closed the page and opened the official website of Shin-Asahi High School. Clicking on the audio for the All-Domain Tournament would redirect him to the official website of the Hokkaido Brass Band Federation.
The CD of the Shenxu Wind Ensemble's Freestyle Music has sold over a thousand copies, and the DVD has sold over seven hundred copies.
Unlike the products sold on the official website of Shenxu Wind Ensemble, these are categorized as competition prizes, with 70% going to schools and 30% to the Wind Ensemble Alliance.
The school will accept all 70% of these shares as a form of commercial profit and will not hand them over to the Shenxu Wind Ensemble.
"That's outrageous, capitalists," Kitahara Hakuba said, unable to resist taking out Kanzaki Eri's cherry tomatoes again.
Check out the freestyle pieces from top schools in other regions, and also visit the Kansai and Kanto Brass Bands websites to see how other schools are selling their pieces.
The "Kitauji High School" song that popped up earlier sold 2,700 copies.
"Buy a copy and listen to it."
Kitahara Hakuba reached out with his left hand, only to find that he had grabbed nothing. He turned around and saw that Eri had already eaten all of his cherry tomatoes.
His fingers curled slightly, filling the box with a silent ocean.
He said he didn't want them before, but now Eri Kanzaki wasted two months growing cherry tomatoes, and he ate them all in just a few minutes.
:.Hmm.
"How could I do this?" Kitahara Hakuba frowned and reflected.
He wasn't reflecting on eating too fast, but rather on his initial resistant expression towards Huili.
The girl had put a lot of effort into growing the tomatoes and carefully arranged them in a box. He thanked her and accepted them, but instead of accepting them, he acted as if he was in a difficult position.
Now he's eaten it all in one go, he's really not human.
Kitahara Hakuba reflected on his actions and bought Kitauji's Freestyle Song CD.
I entered my email address and soon received the audio of Kitauji's second theme song and freestyle song.
Open it! Listen to the lewd talk!
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During lunch break, the campus is immersed in a quiet and lazy atmosphere. Sunlight filters through the tall maple trees in the courtyard, casting dappled shadows and soft light that falls on the tables and chairs through the windows, where books and stationery are quietly placed.
"Miya, don't you think your food is weird?" Kuno Tachibana couldn't help but point at Nagasawa Miya's lunchbox with his chopsticks.
Miyako Nagasawa dismissed it, saying:
"What's weird?"
Kuno Tachibana's lips were tightly pursed, and his face wore a troubled expression that said, "I'm thinking hard, but I can't find the answer."
"You already have scrambled eggs with tomatoes, so why are there a few cherry tomatoes on the side?"
"Oh, I just realized!" Kurosawa Maki stood up instinctively, saying incredulously, "Yu-chan too!"
Misaki Nagasawa's brows furrowed slightly:
"What's so strange about that? Tomatoes are a vegetable for mixing with rice, and cherry tomatoes can be eaten as fruit after meals."
"Isn't a tomato just a tomato?" Kuno Tachibana stared at her in surprise.
"I don't know. I treat the big ones as vegetables and the small ones as fruits. Anyway, does it matter? Just eat your food," said Miyako Nagasawa.
Kuno Tachibana felt a chill run down his spine and said to Kirishima Mai, who was quietly eating beside him:
"Zhenyi! Quickly teach her some common sense!"
Kirishima Mai brushed a strand of hair from her temple, her gaze falling on Kuno Tachibana's profile.
What they said before seemed like a dream they didn't want to talk about; their relationship remained unchanged.
The number of ensemble performances decreased significantly after that day, but as the audition date approached, Kuno Tachibana took the initiative to suggest that they play together again.
She stopped mentioning it, and she stopped talking about it herself.
As time went on, she could sense that Kuno Tachibana was on par with Nagase-senpai in SoIi, and the mistakes she made in the last audition had been handled perfectly.
What makes it difficult to choose is that Nagase-senpai's alternate account is perfect from beginning to end, with no flaws to be found.
With two perfectly matched timbres colliding, how will Mr. Kitahara choose?
Should we continue to choose the protégé, Kuno Tachibana, or choose Nagase Tsukiyo, who only has one last chance to play?
"Mai? You don't understand, do you?"
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Kuno Tachibana tilted her head, her short hair falling lightly from her shoulders, outlining the soft contours of the girl's face.
Kirishima Mai snapped out of her daze and raised her hand to support her chin.
According to the national agricultural product classification, tomatoes belong to the solanaceous vegetable category.
However, this is not important.
Kirishima Mai smiled and said:
"Actually, you don't need to care whether it's cooked or fruit. If you want to stir-fry it, then it's a vegetable; if you want to eat it raw, then it's a fruit. Just do it according to your own habits."
"That's fair." Kurosawa Maki gave a thumbs up.
Mia Nagasawa thrust out her full breasts and whispered to the short-haired girl:
“What Zhenyi said is so good, unlike you, who makes a fuss over something so trivial.”
"Hmph, I'm just pursuing authenticity," Kuno Tachibana said coquettishly, "just like this world must be built on authenticity."
Kirishima Mai frowned slightly in confusion. The girl couldn't understand why Tachibana's heart wasn't filled with "this" or "that".
It seems that the word "compromise" doesn't exist in her life at all.
The same goes for auditions across the country; people felt that they either had to give it their all or they would be stuck at the bottom forever.
Or is it that I... don't understand her? Just as she doesn't understand me.
"Zhen Yi?"
Kuno Tachibana's hand stroked her back, and his palm could feel the girl's bra strap through the thin uniform.
"What's wrong? Is your period here?"
Since they were all girls, they understood how uncomfortable it was when that thing came, and Kuno Tachibana didn't want to joke about it.
"The audition is tomorrow?" Kurosawa Maki said worriedly.