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"Although I know it's unlikely that there will be a relationship between me and the teacher, I've always felt that Amemori-senpai is the best among the senior students. A girl like her deserves the best."
Her words were a bit too harsh in Eto Kana's eyes, because among the three senior students, there were many girls who were better than Amemori-senpai.
"Don't you think so, Kana?" Mizuno Kase asked when she didn't speak.
Kana Eto raised a finger to play with the end of her hair, glanced sideways warily, and said awkwardly.
"This one"
"Never mind." Mizuno Kaze put one hand on her hip, tilted her head, and asked, "What's wrong with you? You're not in the mood to visit the Ishinkan at all? This is unlike you."
Kana Eto raised her eyebrows, puffed out her chest in a forced cheerful manner, and said with a smile:
"Really? I've been in a great mood! It's just that there's so much stuff here, I don't know where to start looking!"
Mizuno Kaze slightly pursed her lips, glanced around, and said:
"If you feel any pressure, you can talk to me. Senior Akamatsu came to me before and asked if I had any thoughts about the position of department head."
Kana Eto slumped her shoulders. Akamatsu-senpai's execution was truly remarkable; she actually went to find a replacement.
She had thought that Senior Akamatsu would give her a few days to consider it, but she didn't even get a single day.
Too much
"what do you say?"
“I said I would take the job if you gave it up, Kana,” Mizuno Kase said. “But it seems you’ve chosen to stay.”
Kana Eto gripped the hem of her skirt, glancing instinctively at Hakuma Kitahara's profile before quickly averting her gaze and saying:
"I'm sorry to have put you in this difficult position."
Don't misunderstand me.
Kaze Mizuno's left leg is straight, her right knee is slightly bent, and she has one hand on her hip, which accentuates the girl's graceful waistline and beautiful hips.
"Because I felt that if the seniors chose you and you didn't want to take the role, then I would have no choice but to bite the bullet and accept it. There has to be someone among the second-year students to carry the torch. (End of excerpt)"
"Still don't understand? Well: It's like peeling shrimp. I don't like eating things with shells, so I don't like eating shrimp. But if my parents peel them for me, I'm willing to eat them. But that doesn't mean I ask my parents to peel them for me."
"Understood." Kana Eto nodded.
Mizuno Kaze took a deep breath and comforted her:
"If you have a reason you don't want to talk about, that's fine. Everyone in the brass band will support you."
"Kana! Kasei! Hurry up!" Takahashi Kami, who was about to enter the basement, waved to the two of them, and they hurriedly caught up.
No one paid any attention to Kitahara Hakuba. The teachers thought he was an adult and a colleague, so he must have his own reasons.
The students felt that he was the teacher, and that students couldn't control their teacher.
So it turned into a situation where Kitahara Hakuba could stay in the exhibition area for as long as he wanted without anyone reminding him.
Yellowed letters, rusty swords, exquisite kimonos—these are the letters Saigo Takamori wrote to his friends.
Perhaps because of their different ages, when he was little, he found museums quite boring and preferred playing in the sand with girls in the park.
You can find good stuff if you squat down.
But now I find it incredible that these things have survived a century and are finally displayed here.
These are all real stories, which makes Kitahara Hakuba wonder if he will leave his mark on Shin-Asahi High School someday in the future.
"Teacher Kitahara? What are you still doing here?"
One class after another, it was the turn of the first-year class. Kuno Tachibana took the initiative to greet them, with Kirishima Mai by her side.
"Let's look at the exhibits," Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile. "They're quite interesting."
"Adults always like to read these things that lament the past and reflect on the present."
Kuno Tachibana glanced at the exhibit in the glass case—a handwritten letter, the handwriting neat and tidy. She said expressionlessly...
"Really boring."
"This is a handwritten letter from Toshimichi Okubo."
Kirishima Mai rested her hand on her chin and said,
"In this letter, he talked about his concerns and expectations for the future, showing his deep thinking in the reform process, and at the same time, it gives a direct understanding of his inner world and political ideals."
There were actually explanatory notes next to it, but she didn't seem to look at them at all.
“You’re really clever,” Kitahara Hakuba laughed.
"No, it's basic common sense," Kirishima Mai shook her head and said. "Teacher Kitahara would definitely know that too."
I didn't understand it three days ago.
"What nonsense! It's just a letter, essentially just paper. It's meaningless."
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"Humans tend to prefer meaning over form."
Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile,
"Kuno-kun probably also has some ordinary things that have become precious because of certain things, right?"
"Unfortunately, not yet," said Tachibana Kuno.
Kirishima Mai blinked and suddenly pulled a small-looking wallet out of her skirt pocket.
Then, she directly pinched out a 100-bar coin and handed it to Kuno Tachibana, saying:
"Lihua, I want to buy that red bow hair clip you're wearing."
"A hairpin?"
Kuno Tachibana raised his hand, touched the red hair clip tied in his left front hair, and frowned as he spoke.
Why did you suddenly buy this from me?
Kirishima Mai tilted her head in confusion, her posture vaguely resembling that of Kanzaki Eri:
"Can't you?"
"Of course not!"
Kuno Tachibana's nostrils flared slightly as he immediately retorted,
"This is a hair clip I've been wearing since junior high! How could I possibly give it to you!"
Kirishima Mai then took out two more hundred-yuan coins:
"Three hundred bar, isn't that enough? You said you bought this from a bar store, right?"
"How could I possibly give it to you!"
Kuno Tachibana covered the bow with one hand, her deep affection overflowing from her petite frame.
"Besides, your long hair isn't suitable for wearing this kind of bow. If you want one, I can go with you to pick one out later, okay?"
Kirishima Mai smiled serenely, put the coin back into her wallet, and said softly:
“Teacher Kitahara, Tachibana has always been like this, stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.”
Kitahara Hakuba had known about Kuno Tachibana's nature for a long time; aside from being stubborn, he was soft in every other way.
Of course, not on a physical level, because her little mouth must be soft.
At the same time, as Kuno Tachibana's best friend, she was also telling herself that although Kuno Tachibana's attitude towards him was not very good, he actually cared about her a lot.
"Ugh—!"
Kuno Tachibana let out a weak sound, and the quick-witted girl somewhat understood what Mai was saying to Kitahara-sensei.
"Hmph, let's move forward."
She held her head high and followed Mr. Nakata's "main group" down to the basement.
“Kitahara-sensei,” Kirishima Mai suddenly spoke up, standing beside him.
"kindness?"
This girl was the first S-class talent girl he encountered, but unfortunately she had no interest in him, so Kitahara Hakuba had no choice but to give up.
I wouldn't say I hate it, but I certainly don't like it.
But she is very beautiful, and her figure is outstanding among her peers. Kitahara Hakuba categorized her as the type of woman who "can make you feel happy just by looking at her at work."
Kirishima Mai blinked her clear eyes and said:
"Isn't there any other way?"
"Other methods?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, puzzled. "Could you be more specific?"
"Resigned."
Kirishima Mai stared directly into his face and said...
"Is it absolutely necessary to resign? Are there any other ways to stay in touch with everyone?"
She was so frank that Kitahara Hakuba was forced to remain silent for a moment.
Kirishima Mai continued:
"If seeing each other once a month isn't enough, then see each other once a quarter. If seeing each other once a quarter isn't enough, then see each other once every six months. If seeing each other once every six months isn't enough, then see each other once a year."
Kitahara Hakuba didn't answer, he just smiled:
"Meeting everyone is no problem, I can definitely make time for it."
With her hands hanging at her sides, Kirishima Mai said calmly:
"Just as you respected my ideas back then, I also want to respect Kitahara-sensei's ideas. If you already have your own answer in mind..."
"Then let's just keep doing that. This meeting was merely my request."
If any other girl had said those words, she might have blushed, but she wasn't shy at all, and Kitahara Hakuba knew why.
Because the meeting was not requested by Kirishima Mai, but by Kuno Tachibana.
She knew that her best friend liked him so much that her emotions had been somewhat abnormal lately.
"Kirishima-kun, do you really not have any requests at all?" Kitahara Hakuba asked curiously.