I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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The ferryman pulled over an empty chair next to him, and with a push of his legs and hips, the chair slid down to Kitahara Hakuba's side.

"The school is planning a school trip to Kagoshima for the students this time. What do you think?"

"I think it's okay."

Kitahara Hakuba didn't quite understand why he was being asked this, and besides, what right did he have to object?

"That's good."

Director Ferry adjusted his posture, took a deep breath, and said, "The school wants to arrange for all students to go to Kagoshima. We hope you can help us film a recruitment video with the brass band. The school will arrange the drones and venues. You just need to take the students there to play."

"Recruitment videos?"

Kitahara Hakuba frowned, looking somewhat troubled as he spoke.

"Didn't you tell me last time that you wouldn't let me be Shenxu's panel?"

The ferry director quickly said:

"Don't worry, this is mainly for the brass band's promotion. We won't be showing your face in the footage. The school wants to highlight the brass band's youthful and sunny spirit, which the kids love. It will also promote our school's school trips. Mr. Kitahara, are you still Shin-Asahi's teacher?"

That does sound reasonable, although Kitahara Hakuba doesn't really like the last sentence; the feeling of it being alluded to is really unpleasant.

But considering that the ferryman was Shinomiya Haruka's uncle, he let it go.

“Okay, but the current number of people in the wind band is a bit small, which will greatly limit the selection of music. We basically can’t choose scores with very deep bass.”

With the third-year students leaving the bass section, the lack of depth in the sound remains a major weakness, and the current two bass section members are also of very poor quality.

"Can't the pieces from the previous competitions be played?"

The ferry director didn't understand any of this and thought there was some kind of copyright that prevented him from boasting.

Kitahara Hakuba shook his head and said:

"No, the pieces need to be reselected based on the members' situation. If even the pieces are chosen incorrectly, I'm not qualified to serve as an advisor anymore. By the way, Director, when is the school trip?"

"November 14th, four days and three nights."

Eunbek Haruka's gaze fell on the laptop computer, and he suddenly thought that it wouldn't be bad to have the Shinwook Band test his new score.

"Okay, I'll discuss it with them, but we need a marimba and a timpani for the instruments, so if we go to Kagoshima..."

"Don't worry, this is shipping."

He underestimated Shenxu's strength, thinking it was like a Shinkansen bullet train transferring to a cargo ship, which is something no human could withstand.

Chapter 344, Section 343: Her Anxiety (4)

After school in the afternoon, Kitahara Hakuba packed his things, eager to go to the music store.

It wasn't that I couldn't resist the urge to flirt with Yao Bao, but rather that I wanted to immediately organize and print out the sheet music he had left in the store.

At this moment, Kitahara Hakuba felt completely relaxed and carefree.

Whether it's the ambiguous relationships with those girls, resigning from his job, or Shinomiya Haruka wanting to get pregnant, he can now put all these things behind him and roam freely in his favorite world of wind music.

For many people, being busy may not be a very happy thing, but just a necessary means to take them away from real life.

Kitahara Hakuba is no exception.

After saying goodbye to the other teachers in the office as usual, Kitahara Hakuba walked out of the staff office.

It was after school, and the corridors and stairwells were full of female students. Their upper bodies were covered up completely, while their lower bodies were dressed in neat pleated skirts and socks.

"Teacher Kitahara, are we going back now?"

"kindness."

"Wow, it's so early. I used to see you go home very late."

"Maybe I'm just too idle."

"You don't mean 'it's beautiful'!"

As they descended the stairs, the female student greeted Kitahara Hakuba and chatted for a few moments before heading to the shoe-changing area.

Kitahara Shiro opened the shoe cabinet, but there wasn't a single letter labeled "love letter" next to the gray sneakers. She didn't know when it had started...

This thing is like an insulator; it has nothing to do with him.

But this is good, it saves us trouble.

"White horse."

A delicate, ethereal voice, almost unreal, reached my ears; its tone was steady and almost without inflection.

Kitahara Hakuba knew who it was without even looking. He gently closed the shoe cabinet, looked at the girl beside him, and said:

"Kanzaki-san, I've told you so many times, this is a school. Outside, you should call me Kitahara-sensei."

How many times has this happened?

Eri Kanzaki's voice was as if veiled by a thin layer of gauze, carrying a faint sense of mystery. She held her schoolbag in both hands and said:

"But no one will hear you."

“That won’t do either.” Kitahara Hakuba put on his sneakers, paused for a moment, and said, “If you keep calling me that, I’ll only call you Kanzaki-kun in private.”

"Hmm," Kanzaki Eri said, her fingers gripping the shoulder strap of her schoolbag, her eyelashes drooping slightly.

“I heard it in class. Sakura said they were having tutoring at Haruno that day, and you were there too.”

"Yes, that's true." Kitahara Hakuba didn't hide anything.

"I'm going to have my interview soon, I think..."

Kitahara Hakuba sat up, gazing at Kanzaki Eri's petite and adorable face, and said:

"The school arranged for me to go to Kagoshima with first and second-year students to film an ensemble video for the brass band to recruit students. Club activities start tomorrow, so I probably won't have time."

Hmm:

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A faint groan could be clearly heard coming from the girl's throat; she seemed somewhat apologetic about it.

Then I:

"I believe Kanzaki-san has no problem with her qualifications, whether it's playing the oboe or performing solo. (My book is the first release.)"

Kitahara Hakuba took a shallow breath and said.

"If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to message me."

Kanzaki Eri looked very sad. In her eyes, Kitahara Hakuba could tutor Tsukiyo and Harutori privately, but she couldn't.

Kitahara Hakuba wasn't feeling too good inside either. Of the three girls, Eri was the one he found most difficult to deal with, and conversely, Eri was the one he felt guilty towards.

From a certain perspective, the ambiguous relationship between him and Hui Li has long surpassed their current social relationship.

To put it bluntly, it's "improper".

Kitahara Hakuba seems to have fallen into the cliché of "occasionally losing oneself while spending time with a beautiful young woman," a plot device he found himself deeply entrenched in.

"Feel sorry."

Kitahara Hakuba held his breath, looking at Kanzaki Eri who had suddenly apologized. At that moment, she seemed vulnerable.

"What are you apologizing for?" His tone softened involuntarily.

Kanzaki Eri's small mouth, slightly parted as she applied lip balm, said in a low voice:

"I didn't do well enough last time."

"Well."

Kitahara Hakuba immediately covered his forehead with his hand. This was undoubtedly the worst thought; Kanzaki Eri was losing her normal judgment.

The taciturn girl could clearly sense that he was distancing himself from her, but she believed that all of this was caused by her immature and suggestive actions at his house that day.

In Kanzaki Eri's mind, her relationship with Kitahara Hakuba was probably perfectly normal.

Kitahara Hakuba was speechless. He couldn't very well say anything in response to Eri's words—

"You did a great job that day."

But it can't be said that—

"You really didn't do well that day."

After all, it felt really good, to the point that I wanted to stay.

Eri Kanzaki, who used to always hide her feelings, is nowhere to be seen. And Kitahara Hakuba is overwhelmed by the guilt she feels.

Caught between the roles of "teacher" and "normal man," Kitahara Hakuba was never able to express his inner desires.

It has never been reflected in their attitude.

But desire, under the various provocations of young girls, never stops its ever-expanding pace.

“Kanzaki-kun, I really haven’t had any free time lately. Can you understand, teacher?” Kitahara Hakuba said.

Even when tutoring Eri privately, Kitahara Hakuba could still imagine that scene in his mind—

After teaching for a while, Eri wanted to learn more, and under her initiative, he was also unable to extricate himself from the girl's sweet fragrance and softness.

His previous decisions were to try to avoid these things.

Kanzaki Eri looked at Kitahara Hakuba's handsome face and finally nodded.

"Good girl." Kitahara Hakuba smiled slightly at her, picked up his bag, and said, "I'm leaving now. Be careful on your way home."

Eri Kanzaki raised one hand, waved at him, and said, "Bye-bye!"

Kitahara Hakuba had no intention of turning around, because he was afraid that if he did, he would meet Kanzaki Eri's gaze and glimpse the emotions revealed in her clear, bright eyes.

Upon arriving at Goryokaku Station, Kitahara Hakuba saw Nagase Tsukiyo standing on the platform, waiting for the tram to arrive.

The pleated skirt concealed the girl's round and perky buttocks, making her fair and long legs appear even fairer and more translucent.

The thighs have a smooth and symmetrical shape, neither too thin nor too much fat, with just the right amount of girlishness that makes you want to reach out and touch them.

Further down, the curve of the calf is soft and natural, with the transition from the knee to the ankle resembling an elegant arc.

The white lace-trimmed ankle socks she wore silently spoke of the girl's youthful beauty.