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"No, not a single one is chasing after me." Shinomiya Haruka's beautiful eyes shifted to the left side of her eye socket, giving Kitahara Hakuba a meaningful glance.
“Kitahara, this is my niece. You can get to know her,” said Eiji Watari.
"Oh, silly uncle, of course I know him."
As she spoke, Shinomiya Haruka took Kitahara Hakuma's arm, a sweet smile spreading across her face.
"He and I have been friends for several years."
The female teachers in the office, upon witnessing this scene, suddenly lost their focus, as if they had completely lost their motivation to go to work that day.
Haruka Shinomiya's profile looked somewhat shy, but she also felt pleased to see Hakuba Kitahara's surprised expression.
Kitahara Hakuba was like a tree, unable to move. He suspected that he had lost his memory of confessing his feelings and dating Shinomiya Haruka.
Watari Eiji was taken aback, his expression a mixture of surprise and delight.
"Oh, oh, I see. I've always thought Kitahara was a talented person, and easy to talk to. Now I find him more and more pleasing to the eye!"
"Hey, I'm praising you." Shinomiya Haruka nudged Kitahara Hakuba lightly with her elbow and said, "Give me some reaction, don't just stand there like an idiot."
Kitahara Hakuba, in a moment of anxiety, quickly spoke:
"Thank you... thank you, Uncle."
"Why are you calling me 'little uncle'? This is my little uncle!"
"I'm sorry, Director."
"puff--"
Seeing Kitahara Hakuma's restrained appearance, Shinomiya Haruka, who had just pulled off a prank, couldn't help but giggle.
Damn it, I'm angry!
"Stop joking, Uncle. I'm here to help out," said Shinomiya Haruka, releasing her arm from his.
Is there anything I can help you with here?
“Help him.” She pointed to Kitahara Hakuba.
Despite his bald head, Eishi Ferry is quite the seasoned veteran in the dating scene.
In his friend's words, every single hair of his was given to women as a token of his affection, which is why he was bald.
He was well aware of the filthy thoughts his niece harbored towards this boy.
“But the school doesn’t lack manpower right now, and there are no contract workers either,” Watanabe Eiji said with a troubled expression.
"It's alright, he'll pay me." Shinomiya Haruka looked at Kitahara Hakuba again, tilting her head slightly and smiling, "Right? Kitahara-sensei?"
Kitahara Hakuba smiled:
"Yes, there will be payment."
Afterwards, Haruka Shinomiya and Eiji Watari chatted for a while about everyday things before the school bell rang.
"I'm going to class now, Uncle."
After saying that, Shinomiya Haruka was about to leave as if possessed, when Kitahara Hakuba said with a sullen expression:
"You've already graduated, what classes are you taking?"
"Oh—" Shinomiya Haruka suddenly stopped in her tracks, a funny expression on her face. "I almost forgot. I guess my heart is still that of a girl."
What are you thinking?
"Are you still a teenager? In a year or two you'll be twenty-five, in five years you'll be thirty, and if you start trying to conceive you'll be thirty-five. Aren't you worried?"
well said.
Kitahara Hakuma nodded in agreement, but then suddenly realized that he and Shinomiya Haruka were the same age.
Oh dear, a wave of anxiety suddenly washed over me.
"I'm not talking to you." Shinomiya Haruka glared unhappily at the ferry manager, then said to Kitahara Hakuba, "Show me around."
The two walked out of the office together. Since it was during class time, the school building was much quieter.
"Why are you here so early?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.
"I was just bored, so I came over to check things out." Shinomiya Haruka raised an eyebrow and said, "What? Is it interfering with your office romance?"
“I have no such intention,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
Shinomiya Haruka gave a soft hum, her dark eyes beneath thick eyelashes capturing his profile as she asked:
"How do I look today?"
"A skirt paired with black stockings is so alluring."
"Doesn't it have a youthful vibe?"
“It’s become quite evil,” Kitahara Hakuba laughed.
His bluntness made Shinomiya Haruka blush and her heart race; her expression held both the naivety of a young girl and the allure of a mature woman.
Although he sometimes makes jokes like that, it's hard not to take it to heart...
If he really likes it, then he can wear it occasionally in the future.
"Ah, this is the women's restroom," he suddenly said, raising his hand.
"I can see!"
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The two arrived at the club building, but it was eerily quiet; even their own breathing was noise.
Kitahara Hakuba first showed her the roster of members for the brass band.
"Wow, you have so many bass players here, twelve of them!" Shinomiya Haruka remarked, glancing at the famous lineup. "You must have a lot to do."
Kitahara Hakuba nodded. There were so many people in the bass section, probably because Saito Harukori was here.
What a succubus...
"Well then, Kitahara-sensei, let's talk about compensation."
Shinomiya Haruka sat on a steel tube chair, resting her chin on her hand and smiling as she spoke.
"I've wasted so much time helping you, I can't just leave empty-handed, can I?"
"If you win an award, I'll share the money with you."
"You should still pay me even if I don't win an award, right? It's like a factory owner losing money; you can't just not pay your employees' wages, can you?"
"How much do you want per day? If I can afford it, I definitely will."
If Shinomiya Haruka teaches well, the members of the bass section will improve their level, and the money from the system will be enough to cover her teaching fees.
Kitahara Hakuba had a lot of confidence in Shinomiya Haruka's abilities.
"I don't want any money."
A smile bloomed on Shinomiya Haruka's face; it was a genuine smile, without a trace of affectation, a sweet curve radiating from the corners of her lips.
"After your activities at the music festival are over, you'll have to spend a few days with me in Sapporo."
Chapter 26. It must be tiring for one person to do this kind of thing.
Although Kitahara Hakuba has never been in a relationship, he is not stupid.
She suspected that the other woman was really trying to hook her; what a cunning woman.
However, if he were to actually date Shinomiya Haruka, it would be quite nice. The ferryman is her uncle, so he would have someone to rely on at school.
As Kitahara Hakuba was lost in thought, he walked down the corridor of the first grade, his gaze drifting in, where youthful energy was constantly emanating from the classrooms.
"Say something! Don't you want to?" Shinomiya Haruka frowned and looked over.
“Okay, but I don’t know how many days I can stay with you,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
A sound of relief escaped Shinomiya Haruka's lips:
“I’m not the kind of girl who always clings to people and wants to play. We’re all adults, not little kids.”
As we get older, life can become a dull and tedious thing.
Most people watch the clouds drift by while contemplating which way to go to avoid getting wet in the rain, praying in their hearts, "No rainbow without rain."
How to survive is the main concern for adults.
The two finally arrived at the music classroom of the brass band.
“What a big classroom,” said Shinomiya Haruka.
"After all, it has to accommodate more than 80 people, and the chairs are placed very close together during training. It's okay now, but I don't know how we'll get through the summer."
Don't be fooled by certain stories. Those who say that girls' sweat smells sweet are most likely prostitutes.
While it's true that some young girls do smell good, they are a very small minority.
Kitahara Hakuba has been suffocated by the shoes in front of the door many times, because there are too many people, so he still hasn't found that pair of culprits.
"Wouldn't that be too good for you?" Shinomiya Haruka gave him a playful smile.
"Indeed, I'll just buy a rice cooker and eat here in the summer, becoming a true rice master."
Shinomiya Haruka immediately frowned, gave him a disdainful look, and then sat down at the piano.
The ten o'clock sunlight fell on her temples, her chestnut hair fell over her shoulders, and the fine downy hairs on her skin reflected the light slightly.
"Teacher Kitahara, what should I do now?" She sat obediently on the piano bench.
Being called "teacher" by her made Kitahara Hakuba feel a little uncomfortable for a moment. He looked away and glanced at the clock on the wall.
"I'm revising the score for the music festival, and I want the bassoon to be the main melody."
What sheet music?
“RYDEEN”.
"That should be possible to change. Although the bassoon and saxophone are brass and wood respectively, their ranges are quite similar. Switching to an oboe would not work."
When Kitahara Hakuba lifted his laptop, Shinomiya Haruka immediately stood up and stood beside him, bowing slightly as she said:
"Should we modify it using a computer?"