I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Yu Shou frowned and said...

"Why did they specifically choose you? Couldn't they have chosen someone else?"

However, before Kitahara Hakuba could reply, Akamatsu Sayaka explained with a smile:

"Because Kitahara-sensei is easier to talk to. If it were me, I would also go to Kitahara-sensei."

"I think we shouldn't cause trouble for Kitahara-sensei."

Rain Guardian maintained this serious attitude, feeling that it was a sin to bother Kitahara Hakuba with anything other than matters related to the brass band.

"That's because it's not Amemori who's in this situation, which is why you can say that so blatantly."

Sayaka Akamatsu rested her left cheek on her shoulder, looking at her meaningfully as she spoke.

"It's just like when you were in the brass band, overreacting hysterically to everything Kitahara-sensei did. Actually, nobody disliked Kitahara-sensei; it's just that practice was too tiring, and a little venting would make it pass."

"If those people were as ambitious as Isomoto-san, or as capable as Nagase-san, then it would be normal for them to vent, but they're all pretty ordinary, aren't they?"

"Does lack of ambition and ability preclude one from complaining? What is this, is it domineering? Frankly, it's utterly unreasonable."

Akamatsu Sayaka was completely unfazed by the Rain Guardian's imposing aura; instead, she continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

“I understand that you support Kitahara-sensei’s ideas, but don’t you think it’s too much? You came in and told Kitahara-sensei that if anyone in the club misbehaves, he should talk to you. Don’t you think that’s too much interference? Besides, I don’t think Kitahara-sensei will get annoyed by this.”

Yu Shou's tone grew increasingly stern, and he straightened his back as he said:

"Everything I said was for the sake of the brass band and Mr. Kitahara, and in the end, it was absolutely right."

"Isn't the brass band enough?"

"You actually—"

Yu Shou's brow twitched, and the sound that escaped his throat unintentionally carried a tone of annoyance.

"In short, I am different from Akamatsu. I have always been doing what the concertmaster should do."

"Are you implying that I didn't do a very good job as deputy minister?"

"Why are you two suddenly fighting? Kitahara-sensei is still here."

Sakurako Yukawa quickly stepped in to separate the two, saying with a hint of complaint,

"Sayaka, you're always so frivolous, why are you being so serious now?"

Akamatsu Sayaka put on a coquettish expression and said impatiently, "I get scolded whether I'm being serious or not. Sakurako, tell me, what did I do wrong?"

"Stop, that's enough." Kitahara Hakuba clapped his hands gently; he didn't want to blame anyone.

Amemori felt that Saito Harutori shouldn't bother him and drag him into her daily life.

Akamatsu Sayaka felt that all of this was Kitahara Hakuba's private matter, an action he had taken after careful consideration, and that the Rain Guardian could not judge it or blame one person alone.

But Kitahara Hakuba was somewhat surprised that Akamatsu Sayaka, whom he had always thought of as calm and rational, would suddenly clash with Amegami at this moment.

"fine."

Kitahara Hakuba shook his head. Meanwhile, he had fully recovered and was able to get up directly from the kotatsu table.

"I'm not staying any longer. Good luck, everyone."

"Leaving now?"

Sayaka Akamatsu tilted her head back and gazed at him; she could never tire of looking at that face.

"Those two haven't come back yet, and they haven't had their drinks,"

"You're welcome."

Kitahara Hakuba didn't want to wait for the two of them to return before saying goodbye.

"Besides, it's a bit inconvenient for you to chat with me here, isn't it?"

"But it's precisely because of one..."

Something nudged his foot, which was hidden under the kotatsu table, and Amemori almost blurted out his inner thoughts: "I came here because Saito told me you were here."

Kitahara Hakuba smiled, packed his things, went to the entrance, put on his shoes, said goodbye, and left. (Note: The last line appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly. It's likely a corrupted or incomplete text.)

"Ah, why are you two arguing all of a sudden? You've made Kitahara-sensei run away!" Yukawa Sakurako said, holding her head in her hands in bewilderment.

Yu Shou pursed her lips, her previously tense face now displaying an expression like a child being scolded:

"I don't really want it to be like this."

Only Sayaka Akamatsu waved her hand dismissively and laughed:

"Oh well, they're gone now. Maybe it's because there were five beautiful girls and the fragrance was too strong."

Sakurako Yukawa sniffed the air and said naively, "It won't be too heavy, will it?"

That's because you're a girl.

Sayaka Akamatsu gently nudged her arm with her elbow and said...

"Boys are very sensitive to the fragrance that girls emit."

"I don't believe it."

Chapter 341, Section 340: The Brass Band Club Has No Shortage of Innocent Girls (4) >>

Regardless, Yukawa Sakurako didn't believe that Kitahara-sensei left because she couldn't stand the fragrance, and she hadn't heard her family mention any particular scent on her.

A short while later, Saito Haruka and Isomoto Yuka returned carrying several bags, which looked to be full of food and drinks.

"Huh? Where's Kitahara-sensei?"

Saito Harutori glanced at the empty "main seat," then subconsciously went to the bathroom, but couldn't find him there.

"gone back."

Sakurako Kawakita stood up, took the bag from Hiroka Isomoto, and said...

"Teacher Kitahara doesn't look too well. Perhaps he's been too tired these past few days. I think it would be better for him to go back and rest early."

She didn't really want to reveal Akamatsu Sayaka and Amemori's conversation, as it might only lead to more arguments. She figured she might as well find an excuse to cover it up.

But as soon as she said those words, Yuka Isomoto's face turned red, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she looked flustered and uneasy.

Her once bright eyes were now lowered, and deep within them, shame and regret surged like a tide.

"so

Nakasai Haruka smiled, took Isomoto Yuka's arm as if to comfort her, and said...

"Then let's continue."

After Kitahara Hakuba left, Isomoto Yuka and Amemori seemed out of sorts, their minds elsewhere, and they couldn't review much at all. The one who gained the most knowledge was Yukawa Sakurako, while Akamatsu Sayaka was always laughing and joking.

At noon, everyone ate "very filling Demon Pork" and tamagoyaki, which cost a total of 11,000 yen. Kawai Sakura took the initiative to suggest that the five of them split the bill.

Saito Harutori wanted to treat everyone, feeling that she should do so since she invited everyone here, but she was still refused.

"Splitting the bill is the best way to maintain friendships!" Sakurako Yukawa said earnestly.

After finishing their meal, the group left Saito Harutori's residence. Isomoto Yuka, who lived nearby, parted ways with the other three.

Akamatsu Sayaka and the other two boarded the tram without saying a word until Amemori got off at Goryokaku Station.

As soon as the carriage door opened, the cold air rushed in, and Sayaka Akamatsu reached out and hugged Sakurako Yukawa's arm.

Sakurako Yukawa's chest rose and fell slightly as she said helplessly:

"Hey you, you're about to graduate, why are you suddenly talking about this with Yu Shou? You weren't saying a word to me before!"

"Don't you think Amemori is meddling too much?" Akamatsu Sayaka pouted slightly and said coquettishly, "A girl like her shouldn't be meddling in these things at all."

"What do you mean by 'a girl like her'?" Yukawa Sakurako raised a hand and pushed away the face that kept coming closer.

Sayaka Akamatsu simply sat up straight, bending her legs, and looked at the tips of her loafers constantly bumping against each other, saying:

"She is a simple, lovely, earnest, and ambitious girl."

This made Yukawa Sakurako even more confused, and she said unhappily, "If that's the case, then praise her properly."

Akamatsu Sayaka looked up at the guy on the rings, paused for a moment, and murmured softly:

"It's really unpleasant to feel like you've been set up like this."

"What?" Sakurako Yukawa didn't hear clearly.

"Speaking of which, Sakura, do you really think anyone would come to Hokkaido in winter? Prices are so high then, and you can find beautiful snowscapes along the coast of Hokuriku. You should go to Shinkai for skiing, right? I don't like staying in Hokkaido in winter."

Why are you suddenly bringing this up again?

"Yeah, let's go to Singapore for our graduation trip! I'm an amazing skier! I can even do backflips!"

"???"

Monday, Shin-hsu High School Club Building, Brass Band Club.

"Okay, so far everything is fine, but I don't know what will happen next. It would be better to let Mr. Kitahara arrange the allocation of voice parts."

9

Kana Eto muttered to herself as she added the list of new members to a folder.

As you walk up to the corridor of the wind instrument section, the sounds of various instruments mingled and surged into the corridor, their ever-spreading music breaking through the cold, biting air.

"Minister Eto."

The clarinet section leader, Mizuno Kaze, walked over. Her bangs revealed her forehead, and her long, wavy hair looked very fashionable. In short, Eto Kana didn't have the courage to get her hair permed.

At the same time, she has gradually gotten used to the title of "minister".

"What's wrong?" The morning sun streaming in through the window gently shone on her face.

"Is there some kind of event?" Mizuno Kaze asked curiously.

"Activity?"

Kana Eto felt a little relieved. The only "activity" the brass band could really be considered active lately was recruitment, which was now complete.

"I don't think so, right? What do I remember Kami and Kuno-senpai saying?"

"They haven't arrived yet." Mizuno Kaze looked towards the first music classroom. "But Kitahara-sensei is already here."

"Teacher Kitahara?" Kana Eto walked quickly towards the first music classroom. "Why are you here today?"