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Kitahara Hakuba took a shallow breath and smiled with satisfaction, saying:
"Today is the last official competition of the year. I wish everyone a flawless performance on the stage in Utsunomiya for the judges and the audience from all over the country."
All members: "Yes!"
“Minister.” Kitahara Hakuba glanced at Yukawa Sakurako.
Sakurako Yukawa, panting heavily, stood up, her hands gripping the clarinet, the silver keys gleaming brightly under the light.
Just as she was about to speak, Kitahara Hakuba stepped down from the command platform and softly said:
"Come up here, so everyone can see you."
Sakurako Yukawa nodded repeatedly and walked onto the command platform.
Standing here, the view is exceptionally clear, and every move of each member can be seen. Sakurako can clearly sense that everyone is paying attention to her.
"I love Shenxu, I love all of you, and I love Kitahara-sensei. Ever since Kitahara-sensei joined us this year, I've been dreaming of winning the gold medal with everyone. I was afraid, afraid of what would happen if we failed again at the National Tournament. But we've made it this far. The brass band's achievement in Utsunomiya isn't just due to one person's efforts. We couldn't have done it without any one of us. That's why I love the brass band. Although I've experienced a lot since becoming the club president, seeing everyone standing here in the end makes me really excited! We're not fifty-five people, but ninety-six. So, in the end, let's carry the feelings of those members who couldn't stand on the stage and win this gold medal together!"
Some girls with low tear thresholds were already tearing up, but they were forcing themselves not to cry. Even the usually carefree boys were biting their lips tightly.
As Sakurako clenched her small fist, a member of the club suddenly raised a hand, interrupting her from continuing to cheer.
"Minister, Kitahara-sensei, may I say a few words?" The person who raised their hand was Saito Haruka.
“Of course.” Sakurako Yukawa said without hesitation, but after speaking, she still glanced at Hakuba Kitahara beside her.
What reason could he possibly have to refuse?
Seeing Kitahara-sensei nod, Saito Haruka picked up the silver euphonium in her arms and stood up, her full breasts rising and falling with her breath:
"Since the addition of the wind band, I have caused everyone a lot of trouble. I am able to stand here now thanks to everyone. Thank you."
After saying that, she looked at the trumpet arrangement on the right and said to one of the girls:
"Also, Kuno-senpai."
Kuno Tachibana's small face showed a confused expression, and her lips were slightly parted.
"Thank you for not holding a grudge against me."
"What?"
Saito Harutori, a third-year student, bowed to Kuno Tatsuka, a first-year student, causing her face to suddenly turn bright red.
Kuno Tachibana's fingertips unconsciously pressed down hard on the keys. Noticing the gazes of all the club members, the muscles in his face trembled with embarrassment. Finally, he muttered a low complaint:
Why are you saying all this now?
Everyone in the club knew that Saito Harutori and Kuno Tachibana didn't get along, but when they saw this rebellious junior girl actually blushing, they all burst out laughing.
A faint smile appeared on Saito Harutori's face. She straightened up, looked around, and said:
"When I was the vice minister, I failed to bring the brass band together. Because of my own selfishness, everyone was scattered. This was my dereliction of duty, and I am very sorry."
After she finished speaking, she bowed to her colleagues to apologize.
"The past is the past, and Saito-senpai has been very kind to us. The fruit tea in the summer is delicious!"
"Speaking of which, it was Saito-senpai who helped me pay my club fees back then, so I don't dislike you at all."
"The fault of the former brass band was not solely Guangguang's fault."
The members' murmurs filled the air. Sitting beside her, Isomoto Yuka smiled, looked up at Saito Haruka, and said:
"I think everyone will forgive you."
Akamatsu Sayaka stood up with a smile and said to her:
"Actually, since becoming the vice minister, I've realized how difficult it is to bring everyone together. Fortunately, with Kitahara-sensei around, the minister and I can work so easily, so Harutori doesn't need to blame herself too much."
Saito Haruka lowered her eyelids, her face filled with happiness.
Seeing her like this, Nagase Tsukiyo felt a warm current flowing involuntarily from the depths of her heart. Harutori had fallen in love with the tutti and had finally stood here with everyone.
At this moment, Sayaka Akamatsu looked intently at Sakurako Yukawa on the command platform, and held up her index finger, saying:
"Sakurako-ichi—!"
"it is good!"
Sakurako took a deep breath, clenched her small fist against her chest, but then extended one index finger, and shouted with a smile,
"Then let's all do it together! Shout it out with me! Kitahara-sensei too!"
The members all showed expressions of joy, their eyes meeting, their gazes shining with a shared goal and expectation.
As Sakurako's arm rose, her index finger shone like a flag:
All members:
"Woo woo woo—!"
As if ignited, the members raised their hands in unison, their slender arms soaring high, their fingers forming the number "1" in the air.
A powerful voice echoed in the training room.
The space was filled with an atmosphere of unity and courage, which moved Kitahara Hakuba, who had raised his hand. It was as if all the tension and unease would dissipate with their momentum.
At this moment, the door to the training room opened, and the staff member who had led everyone there spoke up:
"Everyone, the opening ceremony of the first half is about to begin. Please wait backstage. You will be on stage when the emcee announces the important points."
Kitahara Hakuba, dressed in a tuxedo, nodded slightly, glanced to the side, and clasped his hands together as he spoke:
"Everyone, are you ready for Utsunomiya to leave behind the Kamisaki Brass Band and for you to have twelve minutes of memories?"
Everyone eagerly took a deep breath:
"Yes!"
The loud shouts made everyone's blood boil and their heads spin.
"Then, let's go."
Walking out of the practice room, there is a relatively open space in the middle.
Schools that entered the venue early but did not have a practice room will wait here until the previous school leaves the practice room before they can enter.
Kitahara Hakuba led the Shin-Asahi Brass Band to the front of the stage, attracting the attention of the surrounding schools as soon as they came out of the rehearsal room.
The girls in uniforms, in particular, never blinked.
"Isn't that Kitahara-sensei?"
"No wonder Shen Xu flew to the national tournament so quickly. If a handsome guy like him taught me, I would be willing to improve."
However, since they were inside the venue and most of the girls from top schools had participated in the national tournament, their voices were very soft.
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"Teacher Kitahara's charm is just too much."
Kuno Tachibana's gaze pierced through the gaps in the limbs of the members in front, catching a glimpse of Kitahara Hakuba walking at the very front.
Even just from his back view, one can sense that he is a charming man.
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"How can you lead a brass band of nearly a hundred people if you don't have charisma?" Yu Shou said expressionlessly.
"Huh?"
Kuno Tachibana paused, then glanced at her meaningfully.
"Back then, Senior Amemori even clashed with the seniors in the choir and track and field clubs for the sake of Teacher Kitahara, and now he's saying things like this?"
Rain Guard's lips curled into an unparalleled smile:
"That's because I've come to terms with it. The fact that Kitahara-sensei is being treated this way proves that my judgment isn't bad. We're all girls, so it's understandable that we fall in love with someone like him."
Kuno Tachibana withdrew his gaze and looked at Nagase Tsukiyo on the other side.
Unlike the other girls, whose gazes seemed glued to Kitahara-sensei, she glanced over from time to time.
She wanted to hide the stirrings of emotion in the young girl's heart.
This senior student is indeed in love.
Kuno Tachibana sighed inwardly. It's tough, Tachibana, it's tough.
Walk into the dimly lit passageway, and then continue forward to the back of the performance stage.
The emotions that everyone had finally managed to calm down became tense again as the warm light seeping from the front desk emanated from them.
Before the music even begins, the pulse within the body is already playing a melody.
How much longer?
"
Yuka Isomoto stood against the wooden wall, muttering to herself. She looked down and noticed that her legs under her skirt were trembling uncontrollably, no matter how hard she tried to control them.
Saito Harutori gently grasped her wrist and said with a smile:
"Everyone's here, calm down, calm down."
Yuka Isomoto felt the heat emanating from her skin, and even though Harutori said that, you could probably clearly feel her fingertips trembling slightly.
The gentle young woman in front of me was also nervous.
Yuka Isomoto looked around and saw that almost all the members had lost their composure in the training room, and some had even squatted on the ground as if praying for blessings.
They were only a wall away from the stage.
It's really the end.
"I'm so lucky that everyone is here with someone as useless as me." Yuka Isomoto hugged her euphonium tightly, her eyes filled with relief.
Just then, someone gently poked her head with a finger, and she discovered it was Sayaka Akamatsu and Sakurako Yukawa.
Sakurako Yukawa smiled and said:
"Yuxiang, adjust your mindset, okay?"
Sayaka Akamatsu, with one hand on her hip and a smug smile on her lips, said:
"Sakura and I were wandering around to make sure some members wouldn't suddenly run out of breath, but we didn't expect that the first one we caught would be Yuka."
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