I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Sayaka Akamatsu had mentioned this possibility to her before, but she remained skeptical.

Because in the mind of this girl with three braids, this was simply impossible.

Although there was no basis for it, that's what she believed. [The last part appears to be a website address and doesn't translate directly. It's left as is.]

"Well?"

Kana Eto's eyes widened for a moment, and she hurriedly said,

"Senior Akamatsu already knew?"

Perhaps sensing the slight complaint in her tone, Akamatsu Sayaka smiled, scratched her head, and said:

"Oh, actually, I thought about this for a long time before I made up my mind. Just like a private detective who is very good at investigating infidelity, everything has to be done slowly."

Kana Eto frowned, lifting the handle and grabbing the bangs that were in front of her forehead:

"Even if it's fake, please tell me in advance, otherwise I won't be prepared at all."

“Sakurako knows too.”

"Ugh!" Kana Eto pouted angrily, looking at Sakura Yukawa beside her with a resentful expression.

Sakurako Kawa raised her hands in a gesture of surrender:

"I do not know."

“I did tell you,” Akamatsu Sayaka said.

"But you had no evidence at the time, you were just making wild guesses, how could I possibly take it seriously?"

"But that's really the case. Mr. Kitahara told me about his resignation today."

Kana Eto shrugged slightly and said in a low voice,

"I'm really scared about what will happen to the brass band next year when Kitahara-sensei isn't around."

“Maybe that’s all I’ll ever do,” Akamatsu Sayaka said.

Sakura gave her a warning look: "That won't happen. We should have faith in our juniors."

Akamatsu Sayaka stared directly at Yukawa Sakurako's face, offering an ambiguous smile instead of a reply, but the girl with the three braids subconsciously avoided her gaze.

However, just that alone was enough for the three of them to see through everything.

In particular, Kana Eto's next sentence made the atmosphere between the three of them even more somber.

"What Mr. Kitahara said to me today was that the students in the Shin-Asahi Brass Band are not of high quality and need to work harder."

"He put it so tactfully." Sakura's lips were pressed into a thin line; she still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Sayaka Akamatsu turned her head and looked around, and found that many of the students who were sitting had left, and the familiar faces were gone.

She looked away, took a deep breath, and said:

"But if everyone's quality isn't high, do you really think you can win a 9A rating at the national conference? I don't think so. Aren't you all pretty good?"

“Hmm

.

After a while, both Kawai Sakurako and Eto Kana started to smile at each other.

Yeah, that's right! If their quality wasn't high, they wouldn't have gotten nine A's!

I have a little confidence, but only a tiny bit.

"Besides, the reason Mr. Kitahara specifically talked to you about these things today was probably because he wanted you to make plans for the future first, rather than having you come here to tell us you're leaving the club, right?"

Sayaka Akamatsu's words brought Kana Eto back to her senses.

If that's the case, then I've already disappointed Kitahara-sensei.

The tall, slender girl in front of me had striking, almond-shaped eyes that gave her an exceptionally intellectual air.

Sayaka-senpai always manages to find things that I wouldn't have thought of. It would be great if she were the club president.

But that's impossible.

Sakurako Yukawa didn't say a word, only staring intently at Kana Eto.

Seeing her lost in thought, Akamatsu Sayaka deliberately lowered her voice, which carried a hint of allure:

"Has Kitahara-sensei ever told you that he likes you a lot, Eto-senpai?"

"Woolen cloth?"

This question startled Kana Eto, who stared at her senior in disbelief.

It took her a while to finally come to her senses, and her small, lovely face was tinged with a crimson hue like the maple leaves in the courtyard.

She did remember.

During the audition for the national competition, Mr. Kitahara said that he preferred her personality and that she was the most suitable person to be the department head.

"No, not really :::" But Kana Eto was a little embarrassed to say it out loud.

"Then it should be there." Sayaka Akamatsu showed an innocent smile.

That's outrageous! This is how the senior student keeps prying into the girl's mind.

"However, if you feel that you will be very tired in the future, then you should give up. I think no rational person would blame you."

Sayaka Akamatsu suddenly said in a very relaxed tone, "As for the selection of the next brass band captain, Sakurako and I will give you and Takahashi-senpai some suggestions."

Upon hearing this, Yukawa Sakura immediately raised her face, intending to stop it as soon as possible, but reason prevailed, causing her to lower her brows again and remain silent.

Kana Eto's current situation is completely different from her past situation. She took over as minister not for the national gold medal, so she had very little psychological pressure.

But Kana Eto is different. Having experienced winning gold this year, her mission as captain is to spur on another gold medal next year.

Kana Eto didn't expect to gain her senior's approval so easily, but strangely, she didn't feel relieved at all. Instead, she felt more and more tense and depressed.

Akamatsu-senpai is right. No rational person would blame her, not even Kitahara-sensei.

Because he had once told himself that if something concerned his own freedom and rights, then choosing to seek advantage and avoid harm should not be criticized.

"What's wrong? You're unhappy that I let you go?"

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Sayaka Akamatsu spoke in a very relaxed tone, as if she were chatting casually.

"It's normal to have to give up something and make choices."

Kana Eto bit her lower lip, wondering what she should give up and what she should choose.

Classmates, friends, department members, cadre work, solo performance, competition slots, gold medal

Whether you let go of these things or hold on to them is a personal choice.

Even Kitahara-sensei is someone who has to make sacrifices and choices; he even made up his mind a long time ago.

In Kana Eto's eyes, Kitahara-sensei is an unforgivable man.

However, in the eyes of other members, he is an indispensable man. In fact, for the entire brass band, he represents salvation and hope. Many girls in the club hope to become like Mr. Kitahara, someone who can help others.

Whether it's senior student Amemori or Yuka Isomoto, they are all working hard in this direction, and many of the senior students have chosen "music education" as their major.

"It's getting late, and I'm really hungry. Would you like to have lunch together, Eto-senpai?" Akamatsu Sayaka put the books on the table into her bag.

Kana Eto snapped out of her daze, stood up, and gripped the instrument case tightly in her hand:

"No need, Jia Mei is still waiting for me outside."

"Really not? Sakura's treating today, right?" Sayaka Akamatsu's lips curved into a smooth line.

Actually not.

Sakurako Yukawa didn't refute, but instead gave a motherly smile and said:

"Yes, you can eat whatever you want, as long as it's within my budget."

"No need, I've already cooked dinner at home."

Kana Eto shook her head, smiled, and said...

"I need to think about today's matter for a while longer, I'm sorry."

She bowed to the two men and then turned and hurriedly left the library.

"You keep saying you'll choose someone else, but I really don't know who to choose," said Sakurako Yukawa, slumped wearily on the table, a strand of black hair on the page of her book.

Sayaka Akamatsu gazed in the direction Kana Eto had left, her face beaming with a wide smile:

"This kid is pretty useful."

"What did you say?" Sakurako Yukawa looked up, her cheeks flushed from the pressure.

“I was talking about personality,” Akamatsu Sayaka shrugged. “Alright, let’s go, I’m really hungry!”

"What to eat?"

"Barbecue?"

"You ate this just last week, right?"

Once a week is just right.

Be careful not to get a fat belly!

"It must feel really nice to touch. You can bury your whole face in it, then take a deep breath and hear the 'slap slap slap' sound of the air and flesh."

Speaking of which, sometimes your tone of voice sounds so much like Kitahara-sensei's.

"Yes, I've always felt that we're a good match, but unfortunately there are too many outstanding girls who like him, so there's absolutely no hope."

"Who?"

"I'm not sure, but Sakurako counts."

"I didn't!"

Shoe changing area in the school building.

"Why are you so late?" Takahashi Kami sat on the wooden steps, turning her head to look at Eto Kana, who was changing her shoes.

"Sorry, sorry, I got harassed by Akamatsu-senpai." She threw her loafers on the ground, squatted down, and started putting on her shoes.


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