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He had just put his phone back in his pocket when he took it out again out of curiosity and sent a message to Nagase Tsukiyo:
When are you going to Tokyo? This afternoon or tomorrow?
No reply yet.
It took a minute to receive the message.
Nagase Tsukiyo sent a picture directly, showing Kanzaki Eri wrapped in a blanket, snuggling up to Saito Harukori and sleeping.
Saito Haruka, standing to the side, flashed a very feminine smile at the camera, and the three of them seemed to be getting along extremely well.
Nagase Tsukiyo:
"I originally planned to go tomorrow, but I changed it to go directly to Tokyo this afternoon because I still need to tidy up my room and practice for another day before the exam."
Kitahara Hakuba:
"The three of you should be careful and look after each other."
She seemed to be looking at her phone screen, and the message was marked as "read" the instant it was sent.
Nagase Tsukiyo:
"Um, Kitahara-sensei, could you tell me where you are right now? I'm a little curious."
The other party also noticed this, and instead of ending the chat, they started a new topic.
Kitahara Hakuba could only take a few photos of her at the airport:
“Just got off the plane”
Nagase Tsukiyo:
"The weather is great, but the plane looks so small. (Image of a rabbit eating a carrot)"
Kitahara Hakuba:
"Yes, it's definitely warmer than Hakodate. As for its small size, maybe it's just my poor photography skills."
Nagase Tsukiyo:
"It's such a shame that I can't go out and have fun with everyone."
Kitahara Hakuba:
"The three of you can stay in Tokyo and have some fun after you finish your exams."
This time, after sending the message, it was marked as "read," but strangely, I didn't receive any message from her.
Just when Kitahara Hakuba thought the conversation was over, his phone vibrated again.
What came into view were words that were completely different from before.
Nagase Tsukiyo:
"I miss you so much, I've been thinking about you all the time. Can we video chat? I miss you so much, so much, so much, so much, so much, so much."
Kitahara Hakuba's eyes narrowed slightly. He simply couldn't imagine Nagase Tsukiyo saying those words, so full of affection.
It was Saito Harukori who snatched her phone and then edited this message.
Sure enough, another string of messages came in.
Nagase Tsukiyo:
"I accidentally hugged Kitahara-sensei, please don't take it seriously."
The gliding was quite romantic.
Kitahara Hakuba didn't reply and simply put his phone in his pocket.
To his dismay, he got so engrossed in chatting with these female students that he almost forgot to send Shinomiya Haruka photos.
Send the photos to complete the task.
Kitahara Hakuba:
"I have landed safely."
Shinomiya Haruka:
"Everyone, please don't wander off! Let's start taking group photos!"
Inside the airport, without disrupting order, students from Shenxu High School took group photos, first by class, then individually.
Kitahara Hakuba, being a music teacher, didn't have a class, so he could only wait on the sidelines until they finished taking photos.
"The air in Kagoshima feels so good!" Po exclaimed excitedly.
"Gami is even worse than me! There's powder in the drawer!"
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Before she could finish speaking, Takahashi Kami quickly raised her hand and covered her mouth.
"Beep beep beep!!"
The students around them all turned around and looked at them in confusion. Even Kitahara Hakuba, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and looked back in bewilderment.
"No, it's nothing, I'm just a little carsick," Takahashi Kami said with an embarrassed smile.
Kana Eto gradually calmed down, but still glared at her with a wronged look in her eyes.
"Keep your voice down," Takahashi Kami said, a rare blush creeping across her cheeks. "If anyone else finds out, I'm finished." "Hmph, you know that too."
Kana Eto finally straightened up, crossed her arms, and said,
“I just want to keep these private things to myself. It’s clearly Kami who’s going too far.”
"Boring!" Kana Eto scoffed.
"Besides, what I do is pretty much the same as what guys do, just like all guys do that kind of thing."
Kami Takahashi whispered in her ear,
"Do you believe there are guys in this world who don't have a sense of self? That must be a lie."
Where did you go off to talk about this time?
"Teacher Kitahara will definitely do it too."
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"So I'm innocent! This is a mistake that all of humanity would make!" Takahashi Kami said, blushing, looking completely matter-of-fact.
Kana Eto didn't want to talk to her about these things anymore. In fact, it was the fool who fell into this trap, because Kami loved talking about these kinds of topics.
Upon arriving at their hotel, the students checked in under the guidance of their respective homeroom teachers.
Kitahara Hakuba and Kurosaki Yuichi lived together in a traditional Japanese-style room facing the sea, with an unobstructed view of Sakurajima.
"What a warm breeze."
Kurosaki Yuichi opened the window, and the warm scent of the sea drifted into the room.
"And it doesn't feel very damp either."
"Okay." Kitahara Hakuba nodded and packed his luggage.
As for the air, he didn't feel any difference. Hakodate was also very nice, just a difference between cold and warm.
This hotel not only has hot springs, but also a swimming pool and campsite.
It's right next to a seaside natural park, and Kagoshima Central Station is just a few minutes' walk away, making transportation very convenient.
Yuichi Kurosaki took off his trousers and put on shorts and a shirt, which made him look much more refreshed.
"Luckily, the hotel has a swimming pool, so even if I can't go out, I won't be too bored."
It seems he has already figured out how to kill time.
Kitahara Hakuba also changed into casual clothes, a striped shirt and gray-white trousers.
The group activities will begin in the afternoon, and the first stop is the Reform Memorial Hall.
The exhibition showcases the history of the Meiji Restoration, the contributions of the Satsuma Domain, and the deeds of Saigo Takamori, Okubo Toshimichi, and others.
Kitahara Hakuba had spent a long time preparing for the Meiji Restoration in Hakodate, fearing that if a student asked him a question and he couldn't answer it, he would embarrass himself as a teacher.
It's really strange, though. Students always ask teachers questions outside their area of expertise. Perhaps in their eyes, teachers are all-knowing.
"I go first."
“Okay.” Kurosaki Yuu nodded, then suddenly added, “Kitahara, you have to come with me tomorrow.”
Kitahara Hakuba knew he was referring to the "teacher training" assignment for tomorrow night.
"must."
Stepping out of the hotel, a warm breeze swept by, and white clouds floated lightly among the mountains, like veils gently lifted by the wind, flowing slowly.
So lovely.
Kitahara Hakuba took a symbolic photo. The students had put their things away and had gathered in front of the hotel. Each student had taken off their cotton uniform and put on their autumn long-sleeved uniform.
So thin that a gust of wind could accentuate a girl's slender shoulders and waist, making her appear incredibly light and graceful.
Even the skirt was much thinner, and the fabric clung to her hips, clearly showing the girl's curves.
On the first day, during group activities, and on the last day, students are not allowed to wear personal clothes. At other times, they are allowed.
Seeing that all the homeroom teachers were giving instructions, Kitahara Hakuba didn't linger and boarded a bus while the female students watched him leave.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the unified response, a commotion soon broke out outside as a group of people squeezed onto the vehicle.
Kitahara Hakuba then realized that he had boarded the bus for Class 1-A, because Nakata-sensei, who had a stern face, had boarded the bus.
“Teacher Kitahara.” He sat down next to Kitahara Hakuba.
"Mr. Nakata."
Every time the students from Class 1-A boarded the bus, they would greet Kitahara Hakuba, including Kuno Tachika.
It seems that going out for fun has really improved her mood a lot, Kitahara Hakuba thought to himself.
The vehicle was activated, and Mr. Nakata stood up steadily in the aisle, holding onto the backs of the chairs on either side, and said: