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Sakurako Yukawa sat up straight, almost raising her hand in salute: "Thank you for your hard work, Kitahara-sensei."
"No, it's everyone who's working hard, we're all just standing around bragging," Kitahara Hakuba said truthfully.
In the scene, Nagase Tsukiyo, upon noticing Kitahara Hakuba's face and voice appearing on the screen, is like a mongoose peeking out of a burrow, wanting to look but only able to peek cautiously.
The girl's reserve kept her seated, her small hand gently pinching her lower lip, her gaze drifting anxiously.
Sayaka Akamatsu said with a beaming smile:
"Teacher Kitahara, I have a question for you. If we were here, would the playing sound even better?"
"Sayaka, stop asking questions that are detrimental to unity!" Sakurako Yukawa frowned.
"fine."
Kitahara Hakuba smiled dismissively.
"If you were here, I would naturally have more options, but the current situation is the best solution for the club. Everyone has done what they should do."
Sayaka Akamatsu played with Sakurako Yukawa's braids with her fingers and said:
"Junior Eto, you must listen to Kitahara-sensei on weekdays and do whatever you are told, understand?"
Kana Eto excitedly clenched her small fists and waved them wildly in the air:
"Of course I know that!"
Even some strange things must be
Sayaka Akamatsu's eyes narrowed with laughter, but she quickly covered her mouth, feigning surprise, and said...
"I'm sorry for saying these things in front of Kitahara-sensei. sh~e′n*nv~fu+.co?m+"
Kitahara Hakuba just smiled. He knew Akamatsu's personality well; she was always happy without yellow.
"Senior Akamatsu!"
Kurosawa Maki suddenly poked her small head out, and from the camera's perspective, it looked as if it had grown out of Kitahara Hakuma's head.
"Tachibana! Senior Akamatsu is calling you!"
Sitting in the back row with Kirishima Mai, Kuno Tachibana, who was whispering to her best friend, had no intention of going up to her and didn't even reply.
"She should be asleep by now!"
Akamatsu Sayaka smiled with narrowed eyes: "How disrespectful to your seniors! I wish I could fly to your side right now and punish you all from head to toe with my hands."
Kurosawa Maki hugged herself, and just as the bus was rounding a bend, she lost her balance and was thrown back into her seat.
Everyone burst into laughter, and the sounds from that side grew louder and louder.
"Are you having a video call with Mr. Kitahara?"
The question wasn't asked by Nagase Tsukiyo, who was always just a minor background figure in the camera's view, but rather by someone outside the frame.
Sayaka Akamatsu grabbed her phone and turned it around, capturing Ame-no-Kami sitting in the front row in the frame.
"Teacher Kitahara, Amemori wants to see you."
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Suddenly, a rose-colored tide rose quietly from Yu Shou's slender neck, quickly spreading over her earlobes and cheeks.
"Huh? No, no!"
This was in the classroom where everyone was, and the teenage girl subconsciously voiced her resistance.
Yu Shou could clearly feel the itching sensation of blood flowing through the capillaries in her face, and the rhythmic beat of her heart, all proclaiming her inescapable, sweet panic.
Sitting in the back row, Nagase Tsukiyo was stunned for a moment. She rarely saw the usually strong-willed Amemori show such a girlish side in front of Kitahara-sensei.
Nagase Tsukiyo lowered her head and stroked the curled corner of the book's pages. Although the camera wasn't pointed at her, the pinkish glow uncontrollably and slowly penetrated her skin.
"Oh, so that's all," Akamatsu Sayaka said with a smile.
Yu Shou froze, as if forcing herself to calm down, and raised her hand to grab the single ponytail, saying:
No! There are!
So, does it exist or not?
Under Akamatsu Sayaka's relentless questioning, Amemori gradually regained his composure and composed himself.
"Have fun, Kitahara-sensei."
The harder she tried to keep her voice steady, the more stubbornly that touch of red spread out.
"What? That's all he said?" Sayaka Akamatsu slumped her shoulders in boredom, looking around for something to amuse her.
However, they found that Nagase Tsukiyo was lying on the table at some point, seemingly asleep.
Only the girl lying face down on the desk knew that if she didn't sleep there, she would end up like Amemori, being late.
She didn't want to make her feelings public.
A hot, scalding fluid, a mixture of helplessness and sweetness, flowed rapidly beneath Nagase Tsukiyo's skin.
Without realizing it, she had also become a girl whose face would blush and her heart would race whenever she saw Kitahara Hakuba.
Lying still and pretending to be asleep was her last vestige of dignity.
"Sayaka! Don't disturb them!" Yukawa Sakurako said, reaching out and grabbing Akamatsu's arm.
"Ok."
Sayaka Akamatsu sighed, then her eyes lit up.
"Teacher Kitahara, there's still some time before class. Would you like to chat with everyone?"
"No, thank you." Kitahara Hakuba declined with a smile, though he understood to some extent who "everyone" referred to.
He admitted that it was nothing more than the brass band club, and that he had some ambiguous relationships with those third-year girls.
I feel quite uncomfortable video chatting with them.
"pity."
"Nothing to regret! We're going to Senganen later!" Kurosawa Maki, ignoring his lesson, stood up again.
“Sengan-en isn’t fun; it’s just an old house and a slightly larger courtyard,” Akamatsu Sayaka said. “I don’t believe you’d like a place with such cultural significance.”
Kurosawa Maki stubbornly thrust out her chest:
"Don't underestimate us! We're the only class in Quan Shenxu that has to write a review of the Weixin Hall!"
"Wow, you even have to write a review after going out to play. As expected of Nakata-sensei," Akamatsu Sayaka laughed.
Their attention gradually shifted from Kitahara Hyakuma to other topics.
Kitahara Hakuba remained silent, only noticing that the sun had shifted further west.
As the bus moved forward, the maple leaves along the street cast dappled sunlight on the vehicle; it was truly a clear and sunny day.
Back at the hotel, the band members split into two groups.
One group went out to play immediately, while the other group went back to their rooms to change into nicer clothes before going out to play.
The musical instruments don't need to be taken off the truck, because we're going back tomorrow.
Kitahara Hakuba returned to his room and saw Kurosaki Yuichi sitting cross-legged, eating sunflower seeds and reading "Hanzawa Naoki".
The scene was at its climax when the male protagonist uttered the words, "An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and a double payback."
Although he felt his expressions were a bit too forced, many people appreciated his performance.
"You're back? So soon?"
“Hmm.” Kitahara Hakuba unbuttoned his shirt and said casually, “I know which student sent the love letter.”
"Who?"
Yuichi Kurosaki, unaware that he was engrossed in watching a TV drama, mistook it for a love letter Kitahara had received.
"They need to be properly educated; the values of female students these days are a bit strange."
Kitahara Hakuba glanced at him and said:
I'm talking to you.
"mine?"
Kurosaki Yuichi then realized what was happening and threw all the sunflower seed shells in his hand into the plastic bag. "Who is it?"
"Don't break the clothes of the Prime Minister."
Kitahara Hakuba was pondering whether it was a bad omen or not, but since she came to him without specifically instructing him to keep it a secret, he guessed she didn't intend for him to keep it a secret.
"Unbreakable?" Kurosaki Yuichi pondered for a moment before murmuring, "Oh, I see."
"Not surprised?"
"Ah, or rather, I had thought of it."
Yuichi Kurosaki leaned back and lay directly on the tatami mat, saying, "After all, she's a physical education teacher. Although she often trains in Sapporo, I've still had contact with her. I think Kitahara-sensei feels the same way, right? After all, there are more girls in the brass band than in the physical education club."
There are too many to list; I'm afraid you'll have a heart attack if I tell you.
Kitahara Hakuba didn't say anything, but simply changed his shirt. Standing under the sun that morning, the intense command had made him sweat a lot.
"Sigh, how should I tell her that I have a family and ask her to study hard?"
Kurosaki Yuichi's grumbling made Kitahara Hakuba stop what he was doing. Compared to Kurosaki-sensei, he was utterly despicable.
Although Kitahara Hakuba had thought the same thing, he ultimately couldn't withstand the girls' relentless advances and ended up in a situation beyond redemption.
Moreover, he probably couldn't give up those girls right now.
Even Kuno Tachibana did it completely.
"I am leaving."
"So fast?"
"Okay, let's go for a walk."
Kitahara Hakuba changed into a refreshing outfit and stepped out of the room. Upstairs, the sound of girls' feet stomping on the floor could be heard continuously.
As I arrived at the stairwell, I happened to run into Tachibana Kuno, who was coming down from upstairs.