I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"Otherwise what? What do you want me to do? Force you not to go? Say I'll kill myself if you go?"

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Kitahara Hakuba's forehead:

"Well, it's not that serious. You should at least come with me, right? Like, for my personal safety or something, and keep a close eye on me. You're my girlfriend, right?"

"Since you've put it that way, I have even less reason to go, right?"

“Hmm

Kitahara Hakuba suddenly felt an indescribable sense of guilt, and his body felt an unusual fever.

Shinomiya is his girlfriend, but he plans to secretly have sex with a female student on Christmas night, and even hopes to do more in Aomori.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?"

"No, Yao Bao, you're so sweet. What do you want for Christmas?"

Kitahara Hakuba stared blankly out the window as beautiful young girls walked past him. In the corridor of the brass band club, he could see a member practicing alone with his window open.

A laugh came from the other end of the phone:

"No one ever proactively asks you what gift you want. Just figure it out yourself."

"The car has been delivered. How about we send you a house in Sapporo instead?"

"I told you to think about it yourself. Bye, good luck at work, Kitahara-sensei."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Kitahara Hakuba's fingertips twirled the phone back and forth, wondering if he could really bring happiness to everyone connected to him.

Or is it all just wishful thinking on my part?

Chapter 407 406. Things seem to be going too smoothly (4)

Kitahara Hakuba was startled. He raised his face and looked directly at Nagase Tsukiyo who was walking towards him. He swallowed hard and asked:

"Aren't you going back?"

"I?"

His question really stunned Nagase Tsukiyo. Did he think that she was too bored and wanted to leave early when she went to the bathroom?

"I'm sorry, did I disturb Kitahara-sensei?" Nagase Tsukiyo asked somewhat apologetically, but she already had the answer in her heart.

Because unless it concerns playing efficiency, Kitahara-sensei is not the kind of person who would say "You're disturbing me".

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"N-nothing." Kitahara Hakuma's arms rested somewhat awkwardly on the table.

Kuno Tachibana huddled under the table, his vision confined to a very short distance. The almost burning heat he felt contrasted sharply with the cold floor his knees touched.

She didn't even dare to swallow, afraid that the subtle sound of her throat moving would break the current balance and expose this suffocating secret.

Nagase Tsukiyo smiled, her hands clasped in front of her skirt as she said:

"Actually, I think that if we look at the new advisors according to your standards, Mr. Kitahara, it's probably not possible to change them this year."

Because the girl hadn't moved for a long time, Kitahara Hakuba's self-control had recovered considerably, and he and Kuno Tachibana remained motionless.

Only her warm breath gently patted her skin.

Kitahara Jima's hands were clasped in an inverted tower shape as he was immersed in a secret service. Every slight rise and fall of his head was accompanied by his suppressed breathing.

"Since we're choosing a future successor, I naturally can't allow just anyone to come. If the gap between the candidates is too large, it won't be a good thing for either the advisors or the students, hmm..."

Kitahara Hakuba's muscles tensed as he noticed Kuno Tachibana move slightly.

“That’s true.” Nagase Tsukiyo frowned slightly. She always felt that Kitahara-sensei’s voice carried a subtle tension and dryness.

Kuno Tachibana was also a little scared. Her initial thought was not to move, and she just wanted to stay still until Nagase Tsukiyo left.

However, Kitahara Hakuba, far from backing down because of Nagase Tsukiyo's intrusion, instead adopted a provocative and uncontrollable stance.

It began to throb more and more in her senses.

“Ugh—!”

"Teacher Kitahara?"

Nagase Tsukiyo quickly took two steps forward, but Kitahara Hakuba suddenly raised his hand and said, "It's nothing, you just bumped your toe on the corner of the table."

"Oh, that really hurts," Nagase Tsukiyo said, empathizing with the pain.

For some reason, Kitahara Hakuba felt inexplicably at ease with the girl in front of him, a sense that no matter what bad things he did, she would not find out.

If it were anyone else, such as Kana Eto, Kami Takahashi, Haruki Saito, or even Sayaka Akamatsu, he would definitely be afraid.

Because these people will stand right next to him without hesitation while he's chatting, and he'll have a clear view of everything that happens under the table.

However, Nagase Tsukiyo was different. She was an extremely well-behaved student who understood the boundaries between them and would only communicate with him while standing in front of the table.

For others, discovering and exposing a secret is only three steps away.

"Cough cough—" Kitahara Hakuba tried to use coughing to cover up his perception.

Nagase Tsukiyo looked out the window at the gloomy sky, but she didn't actually dislike it, because if the weather was too good, the snow would come very late.

"It's going to snow for the first time today, Kitahara-sensei, have you seen it yet?"

She only remembered something halfway through her sentence, then covered her mouth and laughed.

"I'm sorry, I had forgotten that you studied in Hokkaido."

Kitahara Hakuba was trapped in a desperate situation, with indifferent greetings above and a raging flood about to burst its banks below.

"By the way, I'll send you the revised score tonight."

He said that, but what he was really thinking was, "Why aren't you leaving yet? Do you want to see me make a fool of myself?"

"You changed it so quickly all at once? It must be very difficult to change the tune for the oboe, right?"

Her compliment sounded stiff, and Kitahara Hakuba shook his head and said, "It was quite simple. I revised it with Shinomiya-sensei."

When he said "Shinomiya-sensei," it was quite obvious that Kuno Tachibana was venting his anger; his teeth were scraping.

"Hiss—!" Unlike the previous experience that sent him soaring to heaven, Kitahara Hakuba now winced in pain, gasping for breath.

"Teacher Kitahara?" Seeing that he was acting strangely, Nagase Tsukiyo was even more confused.

"It's nothing, just another bump."

"Well, why not be more careful?"

Nagase Tsukiyo chuckled slowly, then sat back down in his original seat, a move that made Kitahara Hakuba a little uneasy.

Because she revealed a piece of information—

"I want to stay here and chat with you."

“Yesterday: Haruno wasn’t in a good mood.” Nagase Tsukiyo said, raising her hand to brush a strand of hair, revealing her small, white ears.

Upon hearing this name, Kuno Tatsuka seemed to react again, and Kitahara Hakuba also suffered as a result.

"Really? What's wrong?" he asked with a forced laugh.

Nagase Tsukiyo lowered her eyes slightly and looked down, her small feet, encased in flesh-colored pantyhose, outlined in her brown eyes:

"Qingniao suddenly started crying in the library. Everyone assumed that I was very close to her and came to ask me what had happened, but how would I know?"

"It's probably a team issue." Kitahara Hakuba rested his chin on his hand, which helped him better control his expression.

"But why? She was the one who assembled the team first, so why is she the one who ended up crying?" Nagase Tsukiyo tilted her head in confusion.

Kitahara Hakuba was a little frustrated. She was so good at studying, so why was she so slow in this area, even slower than Isomoto Yuka?

From Saito Harukori's perspective, the two sisters teamed up with their favorite people to play instruments, but she was left out, and they didn't even say a good word for her.

From Nagase Tsukiyo's perspective, Harutori formed a team first, but in the end, she was the one who cried, which was really inexplicable.

Anyone can give a reason, but Kitahara Hakuba is the only one who can't say "Gururu-i".

At that moment, a strange voice rang out, and Nagase Tsukiyo looked up in surprise at Kitahara Hakuba:

"Gulu?"

Kitahara Hakuba straightened his back and gave her an awkward smile, saying:

"Sorry, I felt like I might be catching a cold when I woke up today. I had a lot of phlegm. I always have this problem when the seasons change."

“Oh, boys are really amazing. They always seem to know in advance whether they’ll get sick.” Nagase Tsukiyo blinked and said, “Please take care of yourself.”

"The most basic thing is swallowing and shaking your head," Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile.

"oh oh--"

Nagase Tsukiyo nodded simply, then sat back down, her gaze wandering around the first music classroom before finally settling on the display window.

I miss spring and summer.

Kitahara Hakuba was brought back to his senses by her words. At the time, he was aiming to guide them and help them experience youth and strive for success, although part of his motivation was to make money.

But this situation is not what he originally wanted.

Nagase Tsukiyo gently adjusted the hem of her skirt with her fingers, a slight smile playing on her lips as she looked at him.

"My only regret about playing is that Kitahara-sensei didn't choose me. You probably preferred Kuno-senpai back then, didn't you?"

Kitahara Hakuba didn't know why she suddenly brought this up again, but he could clearly sense that Tachibana had suddenly become gentle.

"kindness."

Now, I have to say it.

"so""

Nagase Tsukiyo raised her hand to clutch the scarf at her chest, swallowed a mouthful of fragrant liquid.

"If you were given another chance, would you still choose her now?"

In Nagase Tsukiyo's heart, her relationship with Kitahara Hakuba is now completely different from what it used to be, and it's much better than that of Kuno Tachibana.

For her, this statement was her most radical confirmation, and also a confirmation of complete confidence.

Because Nagase Tsukiyo couldn't find a reason why Kitahara-sensei would choose her again.