I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Kitahara Hakuba nodded and said:

Good night, go and get some rest.

"Ah."

Yuka Isomoto's loafers were on the iron frame outside the apartment building. As soon as she went upstairs, she saw the busty woman next door open her door and flirt with her.

"Yu-xiang, you have a boyfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense! That's my teacher!" Yuka Isomoto ran to the innermost rented room without stopping, her face flushed.

"Wow, isn't that even more exciting?!"

Yuka Isomoto was too lazy to explain anymore, so she simply took out her key, opened the door, and immediately closed it.

Taking off his shoes and stepping on them produced a dull thud.

She should have taken off her clothes and gone to take a shower immediately, but her body moved involuntarily to the window, where she quietly watched Kitahara Hakuba's departing figure.

Yuka Isomoto only lowered the curtains after he disappeared at the end of the street.

"No... what am I doing?!" She squatted down and slapped her cheeks hard with both hands. "He's a teacher! A teacher! Yuka!"

"But Mr. Kitahara is so young, he doesn't seem to be more than a few years older..."

"No, no! This idea is absolutely unacceptable! Forbidden!"

Yuka Isomoto quickly shook her head, stood up, turned on the air conditioner, and unzipped her pleated skirt, letting her fingers slide down her skin to reveal her orange-yellow panties.

"Let's take a shower to calm down... Yuka."

Now, another choice is presented to Kitahara Hakuba.

First, return to Shinomiya Haruka's house and flirt with her to quell your inner desires; this will earn you Shinomiya Haruka's affection points.

Second, once you get home, immediately shake off all the day's fatigue and greet tomorrow refreshed.

He will receive praise from Yoshikage Kira.

As an extremely normal person, Kitahara Hakuba chose option two without hesitation.

Haruka Shinomiya was also very magnanimous and didn't pursue the matter further.

"Remember to save it."

I don't quite understand what she means. I guess she's telling him to save his bonus or something and not to spend it recklessly. Come to think of it, she's actually a pretty good girlfriend.

Back in his rented room, Kitahara Hakuba took a shower, went to bed, and listened to a few freestyle songs as usual to deepen his impression.

Lately, my phone has been vibrating slightly.

The brass band's group chat, "Let's Blow the World Away~!", has been unusually active since the music festival ended.

Kuno Tachibana:

"Help! Does anyone know how the territory is divided at Shenxu High School?"

She then added a Buddha emoji.

Takahashi Kami:

"What does 'territorial division' mean? Could you be more specific?"

Kuno Tachibana:

"It was about the division of club space. I finally managed to carry the music stand to the roof of the club building, but the people from the gardening department said it was their space and told me to find another place to practice."

Watanabe Hama:

"The school doesn't specify which areas belong to which club, but the rooftop is usually used by members of the gardening club, and everyone has an unspoken agreement not to go there."

Kuno Tachibana:

"☐☐☐☐, that's too much! I hate conventions! I'm going to find a time to eat their flowers!"

Suzuki Yoshie:

"Speaking of which, I was practicing next to the gym equipment room when the track and field team kicked me out. It was really unfair, even though we had no connection."

Sayaka Akamatsu:

"It's simply because you play so badly!"

Suzuki Yoshie:

"Who just spoke? Why is the screen blank?"

Yukawa Sakurako:

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Right after the minister sent an emoji, there was no further news, but after a while, there was a message that almost covered half the screen.

Yukawa Sakurako:

1. Although the wind band club doesn't strictly require everyone to stay in their own section's practice room, when choosing a practice location, please try to avoid going to other clubs' activity areas. The reason some people think it doesn't matter is because we haven't considered the factors of other clubs, such as whether we might interfere with other students' extracurricular classes. In short, if we interfere with others and get reported, our right to use our section's practice room might be revoked. Please consciously abide by this rule.

Everyone seemed to be reading the same sentence aloud; no one replied.

Kitahara Hakuba's fingers deftly tapped words on the screen before finally sending them.

Kitahara Hakuba:

"That's right, please strictly follow Minister Yuchuan's instructions. The use of classrooms in the club building has always been very limited."

Within three seconds of posting, many people had replied.

Rain Guardian:

"Yes!"

Yuka Isomoto:

"Yes! I will!"

Kuno Tachibana:

"Does Kitahara-sensei also use group chats?"

Misaki Nagasawa:

"Teacher Kitahara is only twenty-three years old, okay? What do you think?"

Kanzaki Eri:

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Eto Kana:

Good evening, Kitahara-sensei.

Takahashi Kami:

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Yu Goto:

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Kuno Tachibana:

"Although I've never met Kitahara Hakuba, I can tell that he's currently an advisor for the brass band at a private school in Hokkaido. He's a handsome, gentle, and responsible teacher."

Takahashi Kami:

"So smart, I bet you're from the brass band at Shenxu High School, right?"

Misaki Nagasawa:

"Sorry everyone, my pet is a bit silly."

Kuno Tachibana:

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Yukawa Sakurako:

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Kitahara Hakuba watched the messages flashing across the screen, a faint smile playing on his lips. For some reason, an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled his heart.

Kitahara Hakuba:

Good night, everyone.

After sending the message, he immediately turned off the screen, placed the phone next to his pillow, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, in a detached villa in Motomachi.

Saito Haruka lay on a large bed, still wearing the uniform of Shin-Asahi Private High School. Her skirt rode up slightly as it rubbed against the sheets, revealing her fair and rosy thighs.

The only light in the room came from the phone she held in her hand. The red 6% battery indicator in the upper right corner was very conspicuous. Her smoky eyes reflected the constantly scrolling group chat messages. Her white fingers landed on the screen, but she couldn't type a single word.

Hmm...

Anxiety gradually eroded Saito Haruka's consciousness. The familiar room felt so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

She placed her phone aside, her soft hair brushing against her cheeks and lips, her body curled up like a baby, revealing the rounded curves of her thighs and hips.

"What's so good about him...?"

The brass band performed exceptionally well at the Hokkaido Music Festival, and Nagase Tsukiyo could clearly feel the progress of the entire club.

Kitahara Hakuba's role in this cannot be denied, but...

Saito Haruka felt a burning heat rise in her throat, and her vision suddenly blurred.

To suppress the overwhelming heat, she gritted her teeth.

If Kitahara Hakuba hadn't said such cruel things that night, Nagase Tsukiyo would definitely have been able to come back.

Because on the concert stage, I truly captured the longing in her eyes. All it took was one last push, and with everyone's help, she would definitely come back.

But Kitahara Hakuba not only didn't try to stop her, he also said something cruel like, "It's a good thing you're the one who left the club." Given Nagase Tsukiyo's personality, she definitely won't come back now, and she must hate Kitahara Hakuba to the core.

"What should I do next...?"

Saito Haruka's profile was pressed tightly against the soft sheets, her eyes flashing with resentment.