I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"As long as our Tachibana team unleashes its power, everything will be alright!"

Kurosawa Maki clenched her fist and raised it to her chest, "Even if we lose, it will definitely be the boys' responsibility!"

Saito Harutori: "Hehehe"

This is not just a casual excuse. As things stand, the quality of the male students in Kuno Tachibana Kinpachi is currently at the bottom of the brass band.

Suddenly, Kurosawa Maki released the ring, clapped her hands happily, and exclaimed, "Wow, it's raining again!" Her backpack was adorned with a euphonium pendant.

Kitahara Hakuba looked out the car window. Snowflakes were falling again, some sticking directly to the glass and melting into water after a while.

He couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement; living in Hokkaido during winter, one should always need to carry an umbrella.

When the train arrived at Wulingdun Station, Kurosawa Maki took a folding umbrella out of his bag, said goodbye to the two, and ran out quickly.

"Teacher Kitahara didn't bring an umbrella?" Saito Harutori stared in astonishment at Kitahara Hakuba, who was holding his bag over his head and was about to rush out.

"forgotten."

Upon receiving the acknowledgment, Saito Haruka's mouth opened slightly, because she really hadn't expected that the usually meticulous Kitahara-sensei would forget such a small matter.

But she never expected that such a plot would actually happen to someone like her; it felt like a dream.

"Let's get through this together?" she offered.

"No need, it's quite close to the school from here."

"Snowflakes melting into water when they land on you is a very unpleasant feeling."

Saito Harutori opened the folding umbrella; it was small, barely enough for two people to share. "Besides," she said, "if I don't help shield them, other girls will definitely help. So why can't it be me? Or... do you not want to share it with me?"

Her gentle and shy words did indeed stir Kitahara Hakuba's heart slightly; he could even detect anticipation and jealousy in the latter part of her sentence.

"Thank you for your trouble," Kitahara Hakuba said.

"No, you're the one who's being bothered."

Because of their height difference, she had to raise her hand high, and Kitahara Hakuba could smell a faint citrus scent wafting from her sleeve, mixed with the crispness of snow water.

The umbrella tilted instinctively toward him, and Kitahara Hakuba spoke up:

Chapter 403, Section 402. The Confident Girl and the Ignorant Girl (6) >>

"Give me the umbrella."

"No."

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Saito Haruki said "no" instead of "do not use," and Kitahara Hakuba was unwilling to think about the reasons behind it.

The girl's woolen scarf rustled against Kitahara Hakuba's coat, and a layer of white quickly settled on her right shoulder. He couldn't help but speak first:

“Saito-kun, if you continue like this, I will become the target of people’s criticism.”

Students around them would occasionally glance at the two of them. One was a popular teacher at the school, and the other was the school's most beautiful girl with the best figure. The two of them holding an umbrella were indeed very eye-catching.

However, Saito Haruki didn't say anything, she just breathed softly.

The white puffs of breath she exhaled were even more noticeable than the white steam that day in the bathroom.

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't take it anymore. Without saying much to him, he simply covered his head with his bag, stepped out of the umbrella's safe zone, and ran quickly towards the school.

"Teacher Kitahara!"

Saito Harutori froze for a moment, then instinctively cried out in regret, "I won't do it again! Come back!"

However, Kitahara Hakuma was already covered in snow, and adhering to the principle of either not getting a single snowflake on him or getting completely covered, he ran all the way.

"Look, doesn't that look like Kitahara-sensei?"

"Teacher Kitahara! I have an umbrella! Teacher Kitahara!!!"

"Teacher Kitahara, don't run away! My umbrella is so big!!"

On the way to school, Kitahara Hakuba heard many students shouting. Strangely, most of them were boys, who dared to shout in such a public place.

Saito Harukori isn't very good at sports, especially now that it's winter and she's wearing thick clothes; she gets panting after just a few steps.

They simply couldn't catch up with Kitahara Hakuba, who had sped off in a flash.

Finally running into the school gate, Kitahara Hakuba continued running towards the school building, catching glimpses of Kanzaki Eri, Nagase Tsukiyo, and Kuno Tachibana out of the corner of his eye.

At that moment, Kitahara Hakuba clearly noticed that he was being stared at by these girls.

But his gaze never wavered; appearance didn't matter, reaching the school building was enough.

Upon arriving at the shoe-changing area of ​​the school building, some girls who were changing their shoes, revealing various styles of white and black socks, were startled by Kitahara Hakuba's sudden entrance.

"Teacher Kitahara?"

"Teacher Kitahara, why aren't you using an umbrella? Oh dear, my bag is all wet."

"You idiot! If you had one, you'd definitely hold it in! Do you think this middle schooler is trying to look cool?!"

The pretty girls started chattering away. Kitahara Hakuba, panting, didn't say much. He simply opened the teacher's shoe cabinet against the wall and took out the slippers.

"Teacher Kitahara, are you alright?"

A girl's concerned voice came from behind him. Kitahara Hakuma put his sneakers in the shoe cabinet and turned around to find Eto Kana and Takahashi Kami.

Kitahara Hakuba felt that winter was terrible. Summer made him feel good, but winter was like wearing a straight tube, which erased the curves of a young girl's beautiful breasts.

"It's nothing, I just forgot my umbrella," he said.

Kami Takahashi sighed deeply, shook her head in feigned pain, and said:

"Student Shenxu is beyond saving. The teacher didn't even offer to help him because he didn't have an umbrella. His moral character has been completely lost."

"No, that's not true! It was Mr. Kitahara who kept running! We called to him from the road and he didn't stop!"

Tenkai So and some boys rushed in, panting. Their faces were flushed from running. "I was shouting the whole way, and Kitahara-sensei just kept running, like he'd seen a ghost!"

Kana Eto looked at the melting snow on their umbrellas, which immediately spread into small, dark water stains on the wooden floor, and quickly said:

"Tenkai, please shake your umbrellas out before bringing them in."

"Oh, oh, oh," the boys walked outside obediently and simultaneously shook their umbrellas.

To some extent, boys are actually better at following rules than girls, Kitahara Hakuba thought.

"Teacher Kitahara."

Kana Eto took out a handkerchief from her skirt pocket. It was a pure white handkerchief with the words "Pass the exam" cut out in dark green silk thread. "Want to wipe it off?"

"Thank you."

Kitahara Hakuba took the handkerchief; he had lost count of how many girls' handkerchiefs he had used.

Kana Eto stood still, raised her right leg, and gently tapped the wooden floor with the tip of her shoe, saying:

"By the way, Saito-senpai told me that we should have a party after the Christmas Dream Festival. I think it's a good idea, but I wonder what Kitahara-sensei is thinking?"

Kitahara Hakuba was stunned for a moment, then he had to admire Saito Haruka's thoughtfulness.

She had already agreed to and approved of this matter not long ago, but she still told Kana Eto that "we need to consult with Kitahara-sensei first."

Because Kitahara Hakuba's proposal and Kitahara Hakuba's acceptance are two completely different concepts.

"Personally, I have no objection."

Kitahara Hakuba handed her a soaked handkerchief and said, "Sorry, it's all wet."

"it's okay no problem!"

Kana Eto hurriedly crumpled the damp handkerchief into a ball and wrapped it in her hand, saying, "I'd rather feel embarrassed if it were dry, it would feel like it wasn't being used."

Kami Takahashi stood to the side with an indescribable expression, shrugging her shoulders.

"Mingwa"

"Kami!" Kana Eto knew what kind of nonsense was going through her mind again.

Kitahara Hakuba smiled at the two of them:

"Although the ensemble performance is important, don't neglect your exams either, otherwise your homeroom teacher might say something about me behind my back."

The most typical example is, "The national conference is over! Why are you still making students do this and that? The most important thing now is to study and take exams!"

“Yes.” Kana Eto nodded. “Then we’ll go up first.”

"kindness."

Kitahara Hakuma followed her upstairs. The two-story journey left Eto Kana speechless. She wanted to say, "What a coincidence, Kitahara-sensei is also going up this staircase."

But the teachers' offices are upstairs; if you don't go this way, you have to go around the clubhouse building.

"Goodbye then." Kitahara Hakuba said before heading towards the third-year corridor.

"Uh, okay, goodbye." Kana Eto blushed and nodded quickly.

Looking at her flushed face, Takahashi Kami smiled and said after Kitahara Hakuma went upstairs:

"It's hilarious, they don't even dare to speak when going up the stairs."

"I shouldn't have said 'We're going up first'." Kana Eto was so frustrated that her shoulders slumped.

What about the activities for the Christmas Dream Festival?

"I don't know, this is the first time I've hosted a gathering in the name of a minister."

"Should we just leave it to Senior Yukawa and the others?"

"No, we cadres need to learn this."

Kami Takahashi leaned against the wall, raised her right foot, and placed the sole of her shoe directly on the wall covered with shoe prints. She crossed her arms and said:

"Ugh, Saito-senpai is really something. She's already left the club, yet she still keeps offering opinions. She's still got her hands on the brass band even after she's gone."

Kana Eto frowned slightly:

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"The expenses for the gathering will definitely come from the club, right?"