I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Watching the young girl carry her shopping bags upstairs, the older woman whispered:

"She's dressed up so nicely today and suddenly bought so many things; she's probably being kept by someone."

"Hey, girls these days aren't as conservative as we were back then, they're all very promiscuous. Let me tell you, Tanaka's daughter got arrested in Okubo, Tokyo!"

"When did this happen? I remember she just came back last month!"

"I heard they also tested positive for syphilis."

"What kind of illness is that?"

"I don't know, but I heard that the guild hall has a lot of strange little things!"

Saito Harutori could faintly hear the chatter of these gossipy old women, but she didn't want to argue with them.

She took out her keys, opened the door, and after organizing all the items she had bought from the supermarket, she unzipped the dress.

As the sound of fabric rubbing against skin faded, the girl's graceful body was exposed to the air.

She looked at herself in the mirror, then lowered her head and cupped her hands.

She's very substantial and has a great shape; among the girls in the brass band, probably no one can surpass her.

What would happen if I sent him a photo right now?

Even telling him, "This photo can be used to threaten me in the future," wouldn't be a bad idea, right?

"What are you thinking about...?"

Saito Harutori found it amusing, hooking her fingers into the fabric over her buttocks, pulling it down, and then lifting her foot to take it off.

I turned on the shower and waited a while before thoroughly immersing myself in the warm water.

My mood gradually calmed down because of the sound of the flowing water.

Thinking about it carefully, she's nowhere near as innocent as Yuuka, as cute as Eri, or as talented as Tsukiyo, and she's not even as tall as Amemori...:

Compared to the girls in the brass band, she doesn't stand out in any particular area when considered individually.

Even if he received his own photo, he probably wouldn't be happy; he might delete it.

Hmm.

Saito Harutori tilted her head back, letting the crystal-clear water droplets run down her neck, across the steep slope, over her triangle area, and then down her shinbone onto the tiles.

After washing away the day's fatigue in the bathroom, putting on my pajamas, and blow-drying my hair for several minutes, I finally lay down on the bed.

As she turned to the side, her pajamas were lifted up slightly, revealing the girl's smooth, fair belly.

Saito Harutori first logged onto the official website of the Shin-Asahi High School Brass Band, where it prominently stated:

"Shin-Ukyu High School Brass Band! Six days until the All-Around Tournament! Sprinting for the Gold Prize!"

When you open the club's profile page, the background is a scene in the first music classroom where Kitahara Hakuba is standing on the stage, conducting the members of the A-section.

"Hmm~"

The girl couldn't help but let out a slightly seductive nasal sound.

Perhaps because she had just taken a shower, the scent of lavender lingered in her nose, causing Saito Haruka's body temperature to rise slightly, and her cheeks and even her neck to turn slightly flushed.

Looking at Kitahara Hakuba directing from the stage, Saito Harutori couldn't help but bow her body, gently biting her lower lip, while her free little hand clenched tightly.

Her face suddenly tensed, and she stopped breathing for a few seconds before gradually calming down and letting out a long, hot breath.

"How foolish..."

Saito Harutori put her phone aside, lay listlessly on the clean white sheets, and wiped her fingers with a tissue from the bedside table.

Her long, brown hair spread out behind her like creeping roots.

In fact, the initial fantasies were all normal, but the scene soon began to become confusing.

Because she knew very well that he couldn't possibly be so proactive in doing such a thing now.

Neither he nor the rest of the brass band could possibly do it.

Thinking about this, Saito Haruka wished that time would pass faster.

I hope that when I open my eyes, the general conference will be over, the national conference will be over, and the graduation ceremony will begin.

She is no longer a student at Shenxu Private High School.

Chapter 162, Section 161: Two People Completely Out of Sync (4K)

The three-day holiday for the Obon festival passed quickly.

Kitahara Hakuba spent the most leisurely three days since becoming the instructor of the brass band.

Even so, I still insisted on going to bed early and getting up early, and even took some time to visit the public swimming pool in Hakodate City.

There were very few people, unlike the chaotic public swimming pools in Tokyo. Small cities definitely have their advantages; you can rush a long way without bumping into anyone.

The weather has been lovely these days, and as summer progresses, you can occasionally see women jogging in yoga pants in the park.

Kitahara Hakuba had always admired women who showed off their lower body curves, and his mood improved considerably.

Aside from my calf being molested by a teddy bear, it was a wonderful vacation.

On the first day after the holiday, Kitahara Hakuba arrived at the First Music Classroom early as usual.

He doesn't know when it started, but there are always girls who arrive before him.

Inside the music classroom at this moment were two executives, Sakurako Kawa and Sayaka Akamatsu.

"Good morning, Kitahara-sensei," Akamatsu Sayaka greeted with a smile.

"Good morning, Minister Yukawa, Vice Minister Akamatsu," Kitahara Hakuba said. "You're here so early?"

Sakurako nodded, her three braids falling naturally over her slender waist.

"Okay, let's clean up a bit, take care of the extra instruments, chat for a while, and then we'll be ready to start practicing."

"Teacher Kitahara, did you have a good holiday?" Sayaka Akamatsu asked.

Kitahara Hakuba placed his laptop on the table, looked at the two of them, and said, "I don't really have any entertainment, and I don't usually go out."

“I know, you otaku!” Akamatsu Sanoka clenched one fist and punched her other open hand.

Sakurako Yukawa was annoyed by her words:

"Sayaka~!"

Although she knew that Kitahara-sensei wouldn't care, she still had to act like a student no matter what.

Kitahara Hakuba laughed nonchalantly and said:

"It should be this type. I didn't realize it when I was in Tokyo, but after living in Hakodate for a long time, I found that I really have very little social life."

"There's nothing we can do about it, that's just how Hakodate is. Besides the night view and the morning market, there are also beautiful girls like us..."

There are no longer any factors that can attract people from other places.

When Sayaka Akamatsu mentioned the word "beautiful girl," she reached out and pressed down on Sakurako Yukawa's shoulder.

Sakurako Yukawa blushed, perhaps because there were so many pretty girls around, making her feel that she wasn't very pretty. "At least you have McDonald's," Hakuba Kitahara said with a smile.

"really!"

Akamatsu Sayaka smiled and glanced at her watch. It was only a little past seven, and there was still more than an hour before practice.

"Teacher Kitahara, you're so amazing, why do you want to become a teacher here?"

"Because other schools don't want me."

Sakurako was a little surprised by Kitahara Hakuba's unhesitating answer, but what puzzled her was that his short sentence seemed to carry a hint of pride.

"I see." Sayaka Akamatsu murmured thoughtfully, "It's really difficult for recent graduates to find jobs without good grades."

Kitahara Hakuba, however, smiled dismissively and said:

"But this is also good. Meeting you all is a blessing in disguise."

He didn't mean anything by it; he just felt fortunate because none of the students in the brass band were particularly difficult to manage.

The worst case was Saito Harukori, but after a period of reflection, she still developed smoothly in the direction Kitahara Hakuba had envisioned.

If a yakuza heiress, a smoking sage, a promiscuous girl, or a landmine girl appeared, he really wouldn't be able to handle it.

What's the point of doing anything else? Let's just run away.

Sayaka Akamatsu's expression suddenly became quite interesting:

"If Master Kitahara had said that before the All-Kingdom Conference, the effect might have been even better!"

"Ah."

Sakurako Yukawa nodded in agreement; even she herself felt her heart flutter at Kitahara Hakuba's unintentional remark.

She had never been in a relationship, so she didn't know if it was normal, but as far as she knew, most of the girls in the department had never been in a relationship.

Not to mention guys like Kitahara Hakuba who would say to them, "Meeting you is my blessing."

For the innocent girls in the brass band, it was like a loving hammer falling from the sky, tapping their little heads.

Kitahara Hakuba looked at the two brass band officers with curiosity.

"So, how did you two choose your routes?"

The moment this topic was brought up, Sakurako Yukawa's face showed a troubled expression, and even Sayaka Akamatsu couldn't help but look down, completely losing interest.

"I'll go to a regular university. I really want to become a nurse in the future," said Yukawa Sakurako shyly, brushing her bangs from her forehead.

Sayaka Akamatsu rested her arms on the podium, lifting her toes to gently tap the soundproof carpet.

"I plan to go to a professional school for fashion design in the future."

"Huh? Fashion design?" Sakurako Yukawa exclaimed, her eyes wide. "What, fashion design?"

"Because I like fashion design, what's so surprising about that?" Sano Akamatsu waved her hand dismissively.

Sakurako Yukawa said, "I thought you would continue playing the trombone and go to music college."

“Playing wind instruments is part of high school life. Now that we’re all grown up, we should be looking to the future.”

"Hmm::"

“Akamatsu is right, we really need to look to the future.”