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"No, no, no, it's no trouble at all. It's the right thing to do. Kuno has great talent and is worth nurturing."
"what......"
Kuno Tachibana noticed Saito Harutori standing to the side and gave her a fleeting, indifferent look.
"Hello, Aunt Kuno. I am the vice president of the brass band club. Kuno is very talented, and we all like her very much."
Saito Harutori stood up, forcing an ambiguous smile on her face.
"Haha, that's right." Kuno Tachibana laughed loudly, "I also quite like Minister Saito."
The two looked at each other and smiled charmingly, as if they were witnessing a beautiful friendship.
What a delightful sight! Yet, for some reason, a chilling sense of conflict subtly emerges within it.
Well, as long as things can end peacefully and he wins another award, that would be the best outcome for Kitahara Hakuba.
Chapter 61. We've always been together (revised)
With the concert date approaching, Kitahara Hakuba and his club members began their final sound checks in front of the hotel.
However, unlike before, he changed into a well-fitting black suit.
The suit had no other fancy accessories, and Kitahara Hakuba's hairstyle remained unchanged, but for some reason, his overall demeanor suddenly became incredibly elegant.
Soft gasps could be heard from the girls in the club every now and then, and Yu Shoukan's lower abdomen trembled as she stared at him, her mind filled with infatuation.
Because brass instruments are greatly affected by temperature, the pitch will be lower at low temperatures and higher at high temperatures. Although few schools pay attention to these small details, the best players always do.
Passersby only glanced at it briefly, since Sapporo is now full of brass bands, and you can see brass bands everywhere.
"Okay, stop. Get back into top form and put a comma on your hard work these past few weeks."
Kitahara Hakuba then looked at Yukawa Sakurako beside him and said with a smile,
"Minister, please say something."
"Uh? Me? Uh..."
As Sakurako's fingertips traced the keys on the clarinet, she said somewhat nervously:
"Don't be nervous, everyone! Just do your best—for yourselves and for Kitahara-sensei!"
"come on!"
"Come on, everyone!"
The cheers from the girls gradually softened the excited expressions on the club members' faces.
The Hokkaido Music Festival is the largest and most traditional music event in Hokkaido.
The judges will award prizes for Best Team, Best Instrumental Performance, Best Arrangement, Best Creativity, and Best Conductor based on the overall quality of the music festival. No team can receive the same award more than once, and each winner will receive a prize of up to one million yen.
After deducting taxes, the money will amount to around 800,000 yen, which will be of considerable help to the club's future expenses.
"Everyone, have a sip of tea to soothe your throats."
At this moment, the tea delivery ordered by Saito Harukori finally arrived after a delay.
Each person is the size of a disposable cup. You just need to tear open the cup to reveal a thin film covering it before you can drink.
Kitahara Hakuba also got a cup. He took a sip and found it very refreshing, as if he were at the bottom of a clear lake, breathing in the surrounding air like drinking soda.
"What is this?" Kitahara Hakuba asked curiously.
"It seems to be genmaicha (brown rice tea). I've had it before, and it tastes very similar." Shinomiya Haruka took a few sips.
Kitahara Hakuba downed his drink in one gulp and led his team members to the concert venue set up in front of the shopping mall.
"That tea is awful. It's not as good as my family's Ryukakusan, which is sweet and soothes the throat for a long time." Kuno Tatsuka complained with a bitter face in the car.
Mai Kirishima explained, "Tea that soothes the throat is not sweet; it is primarily sweet and refreshing."
"It doesn't taste good, my hard candy is better." Kuno Tachibana smiled and took a candy out of her skirt pocket. "Want some? My personal candy, you know?"
"Thank you, but I don't want it anymore."
Upon exiting the car at the parking lot, the shopping plaza was already bustling with people, many of whom were excitedly taking photos in front of the stage that had been set up.
Everyone could feel that as soon as they landed, the surrounding air was filled with a heat that stung their skin. Students in various uniforms, carrying musical instruments, ran around in a panic as if they were lost.
There were quite a few people with work badges around their necks, and they all seemed to be busy doing everything at once.
"Wow! We can actually see Tokyo Tower from here!" Kuno Tachibana exclaimed loudly as he looked at the red-painted tower.
"Kuno-san, Tokyo Tower is in Tokyo," said Nagasawa Miyabi, who came to support Class A, looking dejected. "We're in Hokkaido."
Goto Yu asked in a very childlike manner, "So this is Sapporo Tower?"
"Yes, to be precise, it's the Sapporo TV Tower. It's 147 meters tall, and the lights at night are beautiful. Let's come and see it then."
When speaking to Goto Yu, Nagasawa Miyako's tone became much gentler, which made Kuno Tachibana, who was often treated coldly, cross her arms and exclaim that she felt disgusted.
"Ah, moonlit night, you've come."
A meaningful voice rang out, and Saito Harutori, ignoring the other person's objections, pulled her directly into the brass band's interior.
"It's Senior Tsukiyo!"
"When did you arrive? I didn't even see you!"
Wow, what a hairstyle! It looks so pretty! Can you teach me how to do it?
The appearance of Nagase Tsukiyo immediately enlivened the second and third-year students, like a flock of birds singing around a divine bird in a deep valley.
Two small, two-square-meter floor tiles were crowded with young girls, and the air was filled with a sweet, cloying scent.
Sakurako Yukawa stepped forward and said:
"Moonlit night, it's so good to see you."
Nagase Tsukiyo stretched out her long legs and said with a cool expression:
"I won't be playing; I'm just here to keep my appointment."
"A rendezvous? What rendezvous? Are you meeting someone here?" someone asked curiously.
"It's a date with me—"
Saito Haruka's light brown hair swayed gently with her movements, and the smile on her face was enough to melt your brain.
"It's so good that you came, Moonlit Night. We can all be together again... I'm sorry, you said you wouldn't play, right? I won't force you, but we all feel much more at ease with you here."
Nagase Tsukiyo crossed one arm and swept her clear gaze around at the students around her. The students who were familiar with her all had excited expressions on their faces.
Only Yuka Isomoto, clutching her euphonium, stood timidly, too afraid to step forward.
"Nase-senpai is really a beauty," Goto Yu muttered to herself.
Kuno Tachibana couldn't help but stare at Nagase Tsukiyo's face. Although she felt a little jealous, she thought that beautiful girls really do look good no matter what hairstyle they have.
Not only that, her breasts were also full and rounded, her legs were white and long, and her face was pretty.
Looking down at myself again, I couldn't help but sigh.
"Alright, there's no time for you to catch up. Everyone, hurry inside."
Kitahara Hakuba cruelly interrupted the girls' sweet nothings.
"Nase-san, let's go in together."
Nagase Tsukiyo bowed slightly and said:
"Thank you, teacher."
Upon entering the venue, one could see the brass band school everywhere. Sakurako subconsciously touched the bow tie on her collar and let out a long breath.
"What's wrong? Are you nervous?" Saito Harutori asked beside her.
“A little.” Sakurako Yukawa nodded.
Saito Haruka smiled charmingly, her pink lips curving slightly upwards:
"With Yueye here, everything will be alright. Just be your best."
"I, Moonlit Night—"
Saito Harutori hesitated for a moment, her beautiful face reflected in the gleaming euphonium, before continuing,
"And Sakurako, Yuuka, we'll definitely stay together forever."
“Always together…” Sakurako’s cheeks flushed, and her heart suddenly began to race.
clap clap-
Kitahara Hakuba's applause brought her thoughts back to reality.
"Everyone! I don't expect you to ignore your grades. More than other people's opinions, I hope you can live up to the hard work you've put in these past few weeks, especially for some of you third-year students. This is your last time representing Shenxu High School in the music festival. Don't leave any regrets, and give yourselves a satisfactory answer on stage."
He spoke at length, but perhaps because of nervousness, no one responded; everyone was breathing heavily.
"anymore question?"
"no problem!"
"Let's go! Let Hokkaido see what the Shin-Asahi High School brass band is like!"
"Shenxu! Go for it!"
Chapter 62. Becoming the apple of someone's eye (revised)
"Don't be too nervous. If you are, just hug me. I'm skinny, but I'm very warm."
A murmur came from Yu Shoukan's ear. She suddenly raised her head and looked closely, only to find that the person standing next to her was Kuno Tachibana.
Although this person is a first-year student, their trumpet skills are exceptional. Everyone in the brass band knows that this person is Mr. Kitahara's "apple of his eye".
—I also want to be Kitahara-sensei's darling daughter...
"Just keep playing your own tune," Yu Shoukan said in a low voice.
The scene from the last audition with this girl kept haunting her, even becoming a source of anxiety for her.
Kuno Tachibana's legs were trembling with nervousness, but he smiled nonchalantly and said:
"Oh, I don't consider you an enemy. You're so affectionate towards Kitahara-sensei, I like you too much! I think we can become very good friends."
Yu Shoukan blushed, glared at her, and said: