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Saito Haruka took a breath, her lips tightly pressed together. Her melancholy and gentle expression formed a wonderful combination with her face, making anyone who saw her exclaim that she possessed a kind of melancholic beauty.
Kitahara Hakuba interlaced his fingers and said softly:
"Although Nagase-san didn't tell me explicitly, she's not a girl who easily hides her inner thoughts."
Saito Harutori looked at his handsome face and said:
"What does this have to do with anything?"
Silence enveloped them like an impenetrable veil, and the faint pulse of their hearts, transmitted through their fingertips, made Kitahara Hakuba's breathing become cautious.
"Whenever she talks to me about the two of you, she feels mostly regret. If you're willing to trust my intuition, I think she still wants to cherish your relationship."
I don't want to be too absolute, otherwise these words would be extremely irresponsible.
Kitahara Hakuba believed that he could only understand three-tenths of Nagase Tsukiyo's feelings. Pain and joy were personal feelings that he had the right to experience, but he did not have the right to speak for her or express his feelings for her based on his own emotions.
Saito Haruka's fingers twirled the hem of her skirt, her brows slightly furrowed, as if engaged in a silent struggle with herself.
Ultimately, do I really hate moonlit nights?
In terms of quality of life, it was precisely because of her connection with Nagase Tsukiyo that her family was able to take off so quickly.
Back then, she was still young and naive, yet she was able to express her own opinions to Nagase Tsukiyo about "what she liked and what she didn't like."
However, she chose the former over the latter, and has been "diligently" playing the role of a good friend by Nagase Tsukiyo's side ever since.
From Nagase Tsukiyo's perspective, she might not have been selfish. She simply accepted the personality traits that she and Eri had developed because of her, and did not do anything selfish.
Realizing this, Saito Harutori frowned, the soles of her loafers rubbing meaninglessly on the ground.
Actually, aren't there still many things we can do?
When worried about life, if you could be a little more assertive and express your own ideas to the moon, wouldn't there be a completely different way to get along?
Moonlight might prefer this version of herself.
If we can make an effort to express our thoughts, can we become best friends for life?
However, after these repeated "ifs," what finally reached Saito Harukori's heart was that irrevocable statement: "I will end it myself."
Saito Haruka felt a little regretful.
In the end, she actually had the chance to say "Let's compete fairly," but by then her heart was already broken, and the only person she could rely on was Mr. Kitahara.
She really didn't want him to be taken away by Tsukiyo and Eri.
Kitahara Hakuba looked out the porthole, but could see nothing but the deep blue of the sky and the flowing white clouds.
Different people have their own different pains, sorrows, and happiness. Everyone has a little world in their heart, and everyone wants to protect it carefully.
The problem is, people are always hard to understand.
This is why loneliness and conflict always deepen; we always envy others, always crave others, and always demand more from others—it's an eternal, recurring cycle. (Laura's Novels - Latest Chapter Updates)
Kitahara Hakuba tapped his fingertips back and forth repeatedly, muttering to himself:
"Humans are indeed a collection of contradictions."
Saito Harutori looked at him strangely. The girl's confused gaze made Kitahara Hakuba scratch his cheek a little embarrassedly because he didn't like to put on a lecturing teacher's face.
"What I mean is that everyone yearns to shorten the distance between each other in the constant daily routine, but they also get hurt and exhausted from interacting with each other. What's enviable is that even so, everyone is still a pair of partners who want to maintain their relationship."
I think it's a miracle.
“Miracle” Saito Haruka’s eyes suddenly brightened.
That's it
In that case, the frustration and pain they endure are understandable, and perhaps one day, they can restore their former relationship.
Before she knew it, Saito Haruka had come to believe Kitahara Hakuba's words wholeheartedly, and every time she spoke with him, she could feel an uncontrollable warm current flowing through her body.
It's a sense of identity that comes from the soul.
She raised her hands to her chest, her heart pounding excitedly beneath them.
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In the endless darkness, only Mr. Kitahara silently accompanied her and guided her.
Suddenly, a grand vision emerged in Saito Harutori's mind: "To spread his kindness evenly among the friends she wanted to maintain a relationship with."
After a while, Nagase Tsukiyo entered the cabin.
Her gaze swept sharply over Kanzaki Eri.
Looking at the motionless doll girl, her face showed no negative emotions as if she wanted to criticize anyone; instead, her eyes revealed a look of apology.
But he didn't say anything and just sat down on the other side.
As the department head, one of Sakurako Kawakita's tasks is to maintain a positive atmosphere within the department.
No matter how much Eri tried to comfort her, she wouldn't reveal a single detail. Even when she talked to Nagase Tsukiyo, she only received a vague response of "it's just a small matter."
"Oh, if only it were a small matter. Those two were double soloists for the Freestyle," Sakurako Yukawa said dejectedly.
What saddened her was not only her inability to mediate conflicts among club members, but also that Eri and Tsukiyo did not treat her as a close friend with whom she could confide.
Compared to her gloom, Sayaka Akamatsu seemed quite relaxed, smiling and saying:
"Since neither of them wants to talk about it, let's just leave it at that and let them process it themselves."
Sakurako Yukawa's slender shoulders drooped low, and there was a faint sob in her voice.
"If anything goes wrong because of this, I would really be sorry to everyone and to Kitahara-sensei."
Akamatsu Sayaka patted her shoulder, puzzled, and said:
"Why put unnecessary pressure on yourself? Besides, they are both seventeen-year-old girls, not kids who explode at the slightest argument. Don't they know which issue is more serious?"
"Actually, everyone is afraid of things turning out this way, but even if you ask them directly, you won't get an answer."
While sitting to the side, Suzuki Yoshie was retouching the photos of the girl that had been taken on the deck.
Sakurako sighed helplessly and turned to look at Kitahara Hakuba sitting in the corner, with Harutori sitting next to him.
What are Kitahara-sensei's thoughts on this matter?
“I think Kitahara-sensei definitely won’t drag this out until the day of the tournament. His training these past few weeks has been all aimed at winning gold, and he won’t allow any mistakes,” Akamatsu Sayaka said.
"Yes, I think so too."
Suzuki Yoshie's tone was relaxed.
"Moreover, if the two of them don't adjust their mindset and can't compete in their best condition, they'll be dragging the brass band down."
Sakurako Yukawa almost instinctively retorted:
"Tsukiyo and Eri won't hold us back; they're so strong."
"It's already affecting the morale of the club. It's really inappropriate for two soloists to be arguing on the deck."
As Suzuki Yoshie spoke, she used a magic concealer to cover the acne in her photo.
Gentle and refined, perfect, where did this Hokkaido beauty come from? She's sure to win over all the boys in Utsunomiya.
No, I need to find a time to casually show it to Mr. Kitahara, so he understands that there's a beautiful girl like her in the brass band. Sakurako Yukawa couldn't refute it this time; rather, she didn't really want to face the fact.
After three hours, the ferry finally arrived at the Aomori ferry terminal.
It's 11 a.m., the sun is shining brightly, there are hardly any clouds, but the temperature in Aomori is only two degrees higher than in Hakodate.
When we get to Utsunomiya, the girls' uniforms might feel stuffy.
As soon as he stepped off the ferry, Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but take a deep breath.
It's not much different from Hakodate; it's still very trendy.
"Another bus ride, huh?!"
"Kurosawa Maki said, looking at the bus that was coming out of the ferry's mouth.
Kuno Tachibana, however, was not worried at all this time, and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, you'll have a great bus ride this time, seven hours straight."
"Seven hours!!! My cute butt is definitely going to collapse!"
Kuno Tachibana took out a black soft cushion from her bag that fit her buttocks. She squeezed it and it sank in; it looked very comfortable to sit on.
"What is this? A super-sized bra size you bought for your future self?" Nagasawa Mia teased with a laugh. "Mai could try it out."
"Sorry, this is for my butt to sit on, not for my chest to wear." Kuno Tachika rubbed his face against it.
The atmosphere among the first-year students is as good as ever, and Kitahara Hakuba is least worried about them.
Looking at the group of third-year students gathered together, she took the initiative to walk to Nagase Tsukiyo's side. She was looking worriedly at the concrete ground, her long black hair falling down her cheeks and covering her profile.
"Nagase-san."
Kitahara-sensei.
Nagase Tsukiyo's delicate body visibly trembled, her eyes avoiding his gaze, and she spoke in a low, melancholy voice.
"I'm sorry for making such a fool of myself in front of you."
“It’s alright. Rather than keeping your thoughts to yourselves, I’d prefer you to speak your minds,” Kitahara Hakuba said gently.
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Nagase Tsukiyo looked up and saw Kitahara-sensei, wearing a khaki coat, smiling at her.
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"Eri: Is she alright?" she asked in a low voice.
Kitahara Hakuba looked at the slowly approaching bus and said slowly and deliberately:
“Nagase-kun, I think you might need to pay more attention to yourself. I don’t think you have any less resentment than others.”
"Hmm," Nagase Tsukiyo's eyelashes trembled slightly.
He is not only clean and tidy in appearance, but also very rational and gentle. Most importantly, he is able to understand himself.