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Kitahara Hakuba suddenly became interested, a kind of "teasing malice" welling up from the depths of his heart.
He smiled and said:
"So, what does Iso Gen-kun plan to do?"
"I I"
Yuka Isomoto's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her earlobes were tinged with cherry red. A tremendous sense of powerlessness swept over her.
She was just a country girl from Aomori, with no money or power, and apart from verbal protests, she had no other ability to command respect.
If it's a moonlit night, it should be resolved quickly, right?
Seeing that Isomoto Yuka looked very disappointed, Kitahara Hakuba realized that he had gone too far with his joke.
Not everyone possesses his ability and confidence to view things with a smile.
I was indeed too arrogant, so arrogant that I dared to look down on Yuka so much, and even used her weakness to highlight my own arrogance.
"I'm sorry," Kitahara Hakuba said.
"Huh?" Yuka Isomoto, who had been curled up, straightened up and said in confusion, "What are you apologizing for?"
Kitahara Hakuba felt a pang of displeasure at his past self:
"I made you worry and feel sad."
"No, it's nothing!"
Hiroka Isomoto's loafers on the chair foots swayed nervously up and down; she didn't want to be seen as weak and powerless.
This resulted in an apology from Kitahara-sensei.
I must be more reliable in the future and earn lots and lots of money.
Chapter 331, Section 330: I Want to Be Your Second-in-Command for Life (4)
Regarding the bonus, Yuka Isomoto had no way to cope except with indignation; it only added to her mental exhaustion.
So this unfortunate topic was left unresolved.
After leaving the open-air ramen shop, Kitahara Hakuba escorted Isomoto Yuka home after a long absence.
"Here you go." Kitahara Hakuba bought two bottles of mineral water as he passed a vending machine. "Thank you."
Yuka Isomoto then realized that she was actually very thirsty after eating the "super thick ramen".
As she took the water, she would imagine herself unable to turn it on, and then imagine the moment when Mr. Kitahara would display his masculine charm.
But in reality, there aren't that many opportunities; she could open it with a simple twist.
The moisturizing sensation spread gently and quietly throughout her body. Yuka Isomoto felt that Kitahara-sensei was like this mineral water—clear and sweet.
Just as this bottle of mineral water can bring healing, Kitahara-sensei can also heal her in many ways.
“Time flies by so fast.”
Yuka Isomoto held the mineral water bottle in both hands. Should we say that Kitahara-sensei doesn't know how to be considerate of girls, or is he just too pragmatic? It's quite cold drinking mineral water right now.
Kitahara Hakuba drank almost half of his water, put it directly into his coat pocket, and continued to pick up his instrument case, saying:
"kindness."
"It's been several months since Kitahara-sensei last took me home."
Yuka Isomoto looked up at the night sky and could only see a few twinkling stars.
If you listen closely, you can hear the sound of water flowing through the arched canal, mixed with the roar of car engines whizzing past on the street.
She had memorized those sounds from Hakodate perfectly.
Kitahara Hakuba smiled faintly, looking at her figure with her hands bound to her hips, and said:
"Doesn't Isomoto-kun want to graduate soon?"
Yuka Isomoto stared at his profile, sighing softly in despair:
"It's about half and half. Just like I'm seventeen this year and eighteen next year, I really want to be an adult, but I'm also afraid of becoming an adult because I know my thoughts are still very immature."
The car headlights chased after the two of them from behind, instantly illuminating her face, and the distinct strands of her hair were edged with gold on her forehead.
"It was only after I entered high school that I realized it was actually more tiring than I had imagined," Yuka Isomoto said with a wry smile.
"But we have no choice but to keep going."
"Yes, we really have no choice but to persevere."
The two smiled at each other; Yuka Isomoto really enjoyed the time she spent with Kitahara-sensei.
Although people's joys and sorrows are different, having someone as strong and understanding as Kitahara-sensei around makes me feel very at ease and gives me a sense of being able to move forward without hesitation.
"Is that so?" Kitahara Hakuba's tone was gentle.
"Mmm-one-one"
Yuka Isomoto seemed not to have snapped out of her daze, only then realizing that she had unconsciously uttered "du-nong" again. She quickly turned her face away shyly and explained, "..."
She spoke haltingly, and Kitahara Hakuba's face showed an expression of amusement:
"What are you suddenly saying?"
"Just a bit sentimental. e(2白?￡+马a￥书$?=院; ?无?+t错=@内μ,容°a*"
Yuka Isomoto took a deep breath, her chest slightly heaving beneath her uniform, and gazed up at the night sky, saying...
"It feels a bit strange that a girl like me could be favored by Kitahara-sensei."
"I've always hoped you could have more confidence in yourself."
Kitahara Hakuba didn't like what Isomoto Yuka said. In his eyes, Yuka was no different from other girls.
In the first few days after he arrived, because he hadn't yet touched the depths of her soul, the girls in the brass band were just youthful bodies to him. Isomoto Yuka was already quite nice.
Simply put, he quite enjoys watching it.
"I'm actually quite confident now, which is why I dare to say it out loud."
Yuka Isomoto's tone carried a hint of coquettishness; for her to dare to say such a thing already required immense confidence.
"I've always felt that you're stronger than other girls."
Kitahara Hakuba switched hands to carry the instrument case; it takes effort to carry a euphonium without carrying it on his shoulder.
"Where am I strong? It's precisely because I'm so weak that I have to work so hard." The girl laughed self-deprecatingly.
That makes sense. Kitahara Hakuba could only laugh awkwardly; it was the first time he had been retorted by Isomoto Yuka.
Yuka Isomoto exhaled a soft breath, her fingers intertwined behind her back, and whispered:
Did Kitahara-sensei find me annoying back then?
Kitahara Hakuba paused for a moment, about to reply, when she hurriedly stepped forward, feigning anger, and pointed a finger at him, saying:
"You can't lie! I'm telling the truth, and Kitahara-sensei has to tell me the truth too!"
As if to encourage herself, she widened her eyes slightly. For some reason, in Kitahara Hakuba's eyes, Yuka looked more radiant than ever before.
Kitahara Hakuba breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"I thought you were very vulnerable at the time."
"Mmm-one-one"
Although she knew she wouldn't get a good review, Yuka Isomoto was happy that he hadn't lied to her, but also slightly hurt by his words.
"But you still lecture me"
"Because I didn't think you could stick with it."
Kitahara Hakuba said without any hesitation,
"My thinking at the time was that if you couldn't stick to my plan, I wouldn't waste my time paying attention to you anymore, because there were many things that needed to be changed in the brass section at that time, and I didn't want to waste my time on an ordinary person."
His gentle tone was no different from usual, but the words he uttered were piercing, which is why everyone called Kitahara-sensei "the handsome devil".
Yuka Isomoto was speechless. She had already planned to make light of whatever Kitahara-sensei said, but hearing the truth still made her incredibly upset.
Kitahara Hakuba gazed at her melancholy profile with interest, and said with a smile:
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy about telling the truth?"
"Yes, just a little bit."
"It doesn't look like just a little bit."
Yuka Isomoto's jaw dropped in a pitiful manner, and she let out a soft, coquettish "Mmm?" from her throat.
"What Kitahara-sensei said went too far."
3
“But I still think about Isogen-kun all the time, don’t I?” Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile.
These words made Yuka Isomoto stop in her tracks. The headlights pierced through from the front, high beams illuminating their faces brightly.
Kitahara Hakuba squinted, unable to bear the sting, while Isomoto Yuka's gaze was drawn to his face as if by an invisible thread.
It was as if the light of Hakodate had fallen upon the two of them, and her heart was pounding in her chest. She wondered if she had misheard.
Was Mr. Kitahara still thinking about her?
Yup
An indescribable sense of excitement welled up from within, for it was her persistence that had earned her the attention of Mr. Kitahara.
She shouldn't feel sad; she should feel happy.
Although I was afraid at the time, I never backed down. Instead, I kept reminding myself that since I had taken on the honorable name of Kitahara-sensei, I could not afford to lose again.
"This remote lighting is really something," Beiyuan Baima couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
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Suddenly, Yuka Isomoto spoke up: "So I'm Kitahara-sensei's first... experimental subject in the brass band?"
"kindness?"