I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"Hmph, so nice to me? You want something else to eat tonight, don't you?"

A charming smile played on Shinomiya Haruka's lips as she broke free from his embrace.

"If this lobster is good, I'll give it to you; if it's not... we'll talk about it later."

“I swear on my gold medal from this year’s All-Dojo Tournament that I have absolutely no such intention,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

"Really?" Shinomiya Haruka stared at him in disbelief.

"Really, I don't believe it..."

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Before he could finish speaking, there were several knocking sounds coming from the glass door. The two of them turned around and saw that it was Yuka Isomoto carrying a tuba.

"You'll see if you don't believe me. I really don't have time to spend with you," Kitahara Hakuba said with a wry smile.

Shinomiya Haruka pouted slightly, sighed, and said, "I'm really fed up. I should have known better than to rent you the soundproof room. I really regret it."

As she spoke, she composed herself, forced a smile, walked to the door, and opened it.

"Isomoto-chan, are you here to buy a musical instrument?" Shinomiya Haruka said with a joking face.

Yuka Isomoto didn't really know much about Haruka Shinomiya. All she remembered was that she was tall and voluptuous, and that she was practically a superwoman during marching and bass training!

Many members had privately discussed whether she had any assets that allowed her to cultivate a "boss" demeanor, and unexpectedly, she actually opened a musical instrument store!

"Hello, Shinomiya-sensei. I...I'm here to see Kitahara-sensei...He said he could teach me here..."

"

She stood on tiptoe, trying to peer her gaze over Shinomiya Haruka's shoulder.

"Don't call me teacher outside, just call me Shinomiya-nee."

Shinomiya Haruka turned to the side, cradling her two round breasts with one arm, and said...

"Hey, your Kitahara-sensei is here."

Yuka Isomoto looked inside and saw Hakuba Kitahara smiling and waving at her.

"Iso Gen, you're here so early. We haven't even had lunch yet."

His unintentional remark immediately made Yuka Isomoto blush, realizing that she had interrupted their meal.

"I... I'll come back in half an hour!" She hurriedly bowed, but didn't notice the shoulder bag containing the euphonium behind her, and almost fell forward.

Kitahara Hakuba rushed forward and helped her steady herself.

"Be careful," he cautioned.

"Hmm." Yuka Isomoto blushed, her fingers constantly stroking the strands of hair that had fallen onto her cheek.

"Just come in. Half an hour... seems a bit too short for Kitahara-sensei."

Haruka Shinomiya raised her beautiful eyebrows meaningfully, pinched her cherry-colored lips with her fingers, and looked at Hakuba Kitahara with a playful expression.

Kitahara Hakuba's facial muscles twitched, and he immediately gave her a look that said, "Don't say these things in front of the students."

"Teacher Kitahara, do you eat so slowly?" Young and naive Yuka Isohara blinked curiously.

"Woolen cloth.

"No, it's because I eat for a long time, and he'll stay with me," Shinomiya Haruka said with a sly smile.

Yuka Isomoto straightened her shoulder bag behind her and gave Hakuba Kitahara a simple smile, saying:

"It's so nice that Kitahara-sensei is so kind to everyone. When I eat at home, I just leave as soon as I'm full and rarely think about spending time with people."

"Because he left, I couldn't eat properly—"

"Isogen-kun, let's stay and eat together. We have rainbow lobster, enough for three people."

Kitahara Hakuba quickly interrupted Shinomiya Haruka's "lewd words," because if Isomoto Yuka suddenly realized it, his image in the eyes of the high school girls would be basically ruined.

"Rainbow lobster?"

Yuka Isomoto seemed to have heard of this as well.

"Is that the lobster that's about my size? I just saw a video of it a few days ago, it's huge!"

She spread her arms to illustrate just how big the lobster was.

“Yes, I’ve already prepared it in advance. It’ll be ready in a little while,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

"Is this...is this alright...?"

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Yuka Isomoto chuckled, her face a mixture of emotions: "I really want to eat this!" and "Can I eat it?"

She studied in a small village south of Aomori City from a young age. Her family's economic situation was average; they didn't owe any money, but they didn't live a particularly good life either.

I can only watch people showing off their lobsters on video websites, and sometimes I fantasize about how I would eat them myself.

Now that I have the chance to eat here, and with Kitahara-sensei, who is very popular with girls, it would be a lie to say I don't want to.

"I've never eaten a lobster before, but is this really okay? I really want to eat one... but wouldn't that be too impolite...?"

As for what Yuka Isomoto said, the worldly-wise Haruka Shinomiya knew exactly what she was thinking and immediately stepped forward to help her take off the bag on her back.

"Sister Shinomiya, oh dear!"

"It's okay. You give me a feeling of a girl next door, and I like you a lot."

As if joking, Shinomiya Haruka reached out and patted her bottom through her skirt, saying...

"Go sit at the front desk. If someone knocks on the door, just tell them the store is closed."

"Well."

Yuka Isomoto blushed and sat obediently at the front desk, motionless like a mascot.

The two went to the kitchen, where Kitahara Hakuba turned on the hidden induction cooker, placed the prepared lobster on a plate, and then put it into the steamer.

Shinomiya Haruka helped Kitahara Hakuba tie his apron, then hugged him from behind, pressing her beautiful face against his back as she said:

"Why is this girl here so early..."

There was a hint of reproach in her tone. Kitahara Hakuba, feeling the roundness behind him, smiled helplessly:

"She's always like this; it's no exaggeration to say she's the hardest working person in the wind band."

"What about us?" Shinomiya Haruka asked in a rare, coquettish tone.

"I really don't have time right now, as you've already seen."

As if unwilling to admit defeat, Shinomiya Haruka's hand roamed back and forth in front of him, occasionally touching sensitive spots, trying to arouse Kitahara Hakuba's desire:

"What if I told you I've already bought you a condom?"

"There's nothing we can do about it. We can't just steal a moment of leisure from our busy schedules, can we?"

"It's not impossible, but be careful."

Kitahara Hakuba skillfully chopped the garlic, speaking in the most peaceful tone:

"No, let's do it another time. Take your hand away quickly, you're disturbing my cooking."

If he were just idling around, he might have been provoked into starting something, but it's cooking time now. Forget about her trying to flirt; this would only cause trouble.

Not grabbing a handful of chili peppers and throwing them at Shinomiya Haruka's face was already the greatest mercy Kitahara Hakuba could show.

Instead of insisting, Shinomiya Haruka asked him to cook a dish of eggplant and scrambled eggs.

Kitahara Hakuba ignored her after that and focused on cooking the dishes while the lobster was steaming.

After a while, the aroma of plump and delicate lobster meat wafted from the steamer, and the lobster roe sprinkled in the middle became even more intense.

The final step is indispensable, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it the soul of the process: pouring hot oil over the ingredients to release their aroma.

Hearing the sizzling sound of the lobster meat being cooked, it felt as if all his senses were exploding, giving Kitahara Hakuba a sense of satisfaction.

At a small dining table on the second floor, Yuka Isomoto and Haruka Shinomiya were chatting. The former seemed a little reserved, while the latter laughed incessantly as if she were playing around.

Kitahara Hakuba brought out the rainbow lobster, followed by other side dishes.

"Can Isogen drink beer?" Shinomiya Haruka asked.

"No, I'll just have barley tea."

Yuka Isomoto's gaze remained fixed on the cotton-ball-like lobster meat. From the outside, it seemed no different from the crayfish she had been eating, except that it had more meat.

"Eat up, then continue practicing," Kitahara Hakuba said, adopting the demeanor of a teacher.

However, neither of them touched their chopsticks, and Yuka Isomoto didn't dare to move either, so she could only stand there blankly.

Shinomiya Haruka clapped her hands and said, "Let's dig in!"

"Let's dig in!"

Kitahara Hakuba picked up a piece of shrimp with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. He had already eaten it at home, so he didn't find it strange.

Yuka Isomoto didn't pick up a piece of lobster meat first. Instead, she used her chopsticks to pick up the eggplant stir-fry with meat and ate it bite by bite with rice.

Limited knowledge can make one silent. Although she was not as wealthy as Nagase and others, it did not mean she was without manners.

After taking a few bites, Yuka Isomoto finally turned her attention to the lobster meat, feeling her whole body tense as she picked it up.

It feels like you're holding money in your hand! It's so novel!

Yuka Isomoto ate in small bites, the smooth and tender shrimp meat coated in a sweet and sour sauce, each chew giving her great satisfaction.

Achieved the ultimate life feat by eating rainbow lobster!

"Is it tasty?"

Kitahara Hakuma noticed her cautious and reserved behavior and developed a strange fondness for the girl.

Yuka Isomoto nodded vigorously, like a grain of millet being pounded into garlic:

"Yes, thank you Kitahara-sensei and Shinomiya-nee. Ah, I was wondering if I would ever be able to eat these things again in my life."

“A lifetime… that’s too heavy a burden. You’re only seventeen. You have plenty of time to realize your dreams,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

Hiroka Isomoto forced a smile and said:

"Although I was one of the top students in the village, I realized after I went out that there were talented people everywhere."