I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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The cheese miraculously transformed into a person.

Chapter 375, Section 374: The Girl Who Betrayed the Rapids (4)

The moonlight outside the window was dim, the silence almost eerie; the objects inside were merely vague outlines in the eye.

The only sensory information Kitahara Hakuba received was the girl's natural fragrance emanating from deep within her skin, and the sensation of the two of them cuddling together.

Kitahara Hakuba gradually regained consciousness. What he was holding in his arms was not cheese, but a person with a soft touch.

“Hmm

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Suddenly, he heard the coquettish voice of the girl in his arms, which made Kitahara Hakuba swallow hard. He even wondered if he was dreaming.

Could it be Yuichi Kurosaki?

No, I've pinched his arm before, and it's definitely not this soft, and it definitely doesn't smell this good.

Kitahara Hakuba dared not speak, and even stopped moving his hands.

If a third-year student also came on the school trip, even though he didn't touch her registered trademark, he would have no doubt that this person was Saito Harukori.

In his mind, no girl other than her would dare to crawl into his bed.

"Aren't we going to continue?"

Perhaps because of the long period of inactivity, the girl in his arms spoke softly, as if she were being coquettish.

Continue?

Kitahara Hakuba's eyes had just adjusted to the dim light in the room when he saw the girl's hair in front of him, which was short and shoulder-length.

Of all the people he knew, only Kuno Tachibana had short hair, and judging from the figure he felt in his arms, it was her.

Kitahara Hakuma's fingers trembled involuntarily, forgetting that he was still inside. The girl in his arms arched her body in an instant and made a meaningful sound.

He quickly withdrew his hand, rubbing his thumb and forefinger back and forth, as if trying to completely remove the strange residue left on his fingertips.

Kitahara Hakuba didn't dare to breathe. Judging from what he had just said, although it was very different from his usual voice, he could still recognize it as Kuno Tachika's voice.

How did she end up here? And in this way, no less?

Kitahara Hakuba tried to calm himself down, but then he heard her give a soft "hmm" again, so softly that it was almost inaudible.

He took a deep breath and tentatively asked in a low voice:

"Is that Kuno-kun?"

Kitahara Hakuba's voice was somewhat hoarse, tinged with uncertainty. The girl in his arms stirred slightly; because her back was to him, he couldn't see her face.

"kindness

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This response almost made Kitahara Hakuba's heart stop. For a moment, he didn't know what to say or how to respond to this sudden ambiguity.

Kitahara Hakuma moved aside, getting off her buttocks.

Take a deep breath, and you'll smell the sweet fragrance of white tea mixed with honey. Take another deep breath, and you'll smell the clear, floral scent.

He was a little curious: Did Kuno Tachibana's body smell that good?

What are you doing here?

Kitahara Hakuma suppressed his shock and tried to completely forget what he had just done to her.

The problem is, Kuno Tachibana didn't stop his sleeping behavior; on the contrary, she cooperated quite well. Why was that?

Kitahara Hakuba dared not think about it further; he was even somewhat frightened.

Kuno Tachibana lay motionless on his side. The air conditioning wasn't on in the room, and the nighttime temperature in Kagoshima was only nineteen degrees Celsius, making the two of them unusually hot.

"Today, Senior Eto told me that Professor Kitahara is leaving." She curled up, her face flushed as she looked at the sliding door.

Kitahara Hakuba felt a chill run down his spine and sat up abruptly.

"But what does this have to do with you coming here? Regardless, as a girl, you shouldn't be alone late at night..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Kuno Tachibana interrupted him directly, speaking in an almost interrogative tone:

"So it's okay if it's Kanzaki-senpai and the others? But not me? You're supposed to like me the most, but actually you like those third-year upperclassmen more? You want to quit because of them, right?"

"Ne-yi-yi"

Her tone was not harsh, but rather gentle and persuasive, leaving Kitahara Hakuba speechless.

He never said that he liked Kuno Tachibana the most. Although he admitted it in his heart, this liking was just a side note for her, her confidence and indomitable spirit.

However, Kuno Tachibana may have misunderstood, and there is no doubt that it was not her fault, but Kitahara Hakuba's fault.

Everything he did was too easy for a young girl to fall in love with him.

Kitahara Hakuba initially wanted to raise his hand to rest his chin, but because he had touched it before and found it somewhat unacceptable, he simply placed it on his thigh and whispered:

"Kuno-san, where did you hear this from?"

Kuno Tachibana remained motionless, like a dead animal, and whispered:

"I think what Takahashi-senpai deduced makes sense. Kitahara-sensei is actually a pervert, and so are the senpai."

Kitahara Hakuba was speechless. How could Takahashi Kami speculate about such things? Was she that smart?

Kuno Tachibana sniffed. The lustful feelings that had been stirred up by him in his sleep gradually disappeared, and the rationality that had been toyed with and driven far away obediently returned.

“One of the reasons you resigned was because of the three senior students. This way you could be with them and no one would say anything to you. That’s how talented people are. No matter how carefree their private lives are, they can be forgiven and even be considered one of the reasons for their success.”

Kitahara Hakuba gasped sharply, his heart pounding wildly with extreme anxiety, while Kuno Tachibana's hair was even blacker than the night sky.

He never dared to say this to himself, because admitting one's desires in public is an extremely difficult thing.

But the person who said those words was a young girl.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Kuno Tachibana subconsciously bit his lower lip, his pale fingers gripping the pillow that had originally belonged to Kitahara Hakuma tightly, and said in a hoarse voice:

"These senior girls should all die!" Her voice trembled slightly with a sob, but she suppressed it.

"I stayed in the Shenxu Wind Ensemble with the belief that I could play the trumpet well and win gold every year. We could have spent three happy years together, but because of these people, we have fallen apart. We worry about this and that all the time. Why are you all so selfish? Why should the younger generation have to bear this after graduation?"

Kuno Tachibana buried her face in the pillow, her shoulders twitching slightly.

From her perspective, a large part of the reason Kitahara Hakuba resigned was because of his senior classmates from three years ago; without them,

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Kitahara Hakuba remained silent, unsure how to begin, because Kuno Tachibana showed no remorse, instead venting all her anger on the three-year-old girl.

Then, I heard Tachibana Kuno's voice, like a tiny bubble rising from the Seto Inland Sea:

"Teacher Kitahara is terrible too, he's practically a pervert."

Kitahara Hakuba had nothing to say, because he was indeed a "pervert".

It's so "abnormal" that no matter how beautiful Hakodate in Hokkaido is, Kitahara Hakuba will unconsciously instill in him—

“The girl Shenxu has been corrupted by him.”

Kuno Tachibana moved a few times, and you could see her face tilt to the side, her eyes peeking out from under the pillow.

Those pupils were like stars falling from the sea at night, with tiny silver lights floating against a deep blue background.

"But even with such a pervert, I can't let go. I'm so terrible."

Faced with her incredibly sincere words, Kitahara Hakuba swallowed hard.

Kuno-kun, things are complicated; it can't be explained in just a few words.

Kuno Tachibana propped herself up, the silk fabric ruffled and tousled by the night's handling, fine strands of hair clinging to her cherry-red lips:

"Then tell me, is your resignation related to those few people?"

As the words became increasingly explicit, Kitahara Hakuba took a deep breath. He knew that if Kuno Tachibana didn't get an answer tonight, he might not give up easily.

That's why she came over tonight.

"Yes."

As Kitahara Hakuba acknowledged it, Kuno Tachibana raised his head, revealing his pale neck, and looked at him with a complex mix of emotions, saying:

"There's Shinomiya-sensei, isn't there?"

Kitahara Hakuba lowered his eyes and said, "I will handle this matter properly."

"This is the result of your handling of things." Kuno Tachibana's full eye bags twitched. "This is still the result of your pursuit of inner desires." These words almost caused Kitahara Hakuba to crash completely. His body was sweating profusely, and he felt a slight sense of suffocation.

As a teacher, one should teach students deeper principles, but the person who taught him to face his own heart was his student, the girl who would usually whine and ask him to treat her to drinks.

Kitahara Hakuba suddenly felt as if his soul were a nitrogen-filled balloon, as light as a feather, and was filled with shame.

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As if making an excuse for himself, he said:

"Kuno-kun, I'll handle this matter properly—"

"I'll help you keep it a secret."

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Thank you. "

Then, the two stopped talking. Kitahara Hakuba glanced at Kuno Tachibana, who seemed to have no intention of leaving, and her gaze suddenly became somewhat unfocused.

“I didn’t intend to do that kind of thing when I came.” Her breathing became more and more rapid.

Kitahara Hakuba realized instantly that she was referring to his recent dream. "Sorry, it was my fault."

Kuno Tachibana raised her finger, gently playing with the hair behind her ear, and said with a blush:

"No need, I'll stay still and not resist. There's a problem with that."

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The topic seemed too embarrassing, leaving the two of them momentarily at a loss for words.

Just then, footsteps sounded outside the corridor. Kitahara Hakuba was startled and quickly said: