I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Everything is in order.

Can her wish to reconcile with Eri and Haruno really come true?

After putting the first-aid kit and other items back in the infirmary, Teacher Dongpu smiled and said:

"Thank you for your hard work, Kitahara-sensei."

"You've worked hard, too."

On the bed in the infirmary, there was another girl sleeping, but it wasn't the same girl from last time.

This might be genuinely uncomfortable.

After leaving the infirmary, Kitahara Hakuba went to the staff office first, and after tidying up for a while, he prepared to go to the brass band.

In the first music classroom, Yuka Isomoto was surrounded by many club members, mainly because she had a gold medal.

"Is this really gold?!"

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Sayaka Akamatsu held the heavy gold medal and looked at it over and over, even imitating the athletes on TV by biting it with her teeth.

Hiroka Isomoto said with a smile:

"It's fake. It's iron, but the surface is painted like a brass instrument. If it's not stored properly, it will fade and rust within a year."

"Wow, how stingy! Not even a single ounce of gold!" Akamatsu Sayaka exclaimed.

Sakurako Yukawa said with a smile, "If they really gave out gold, there would definitely be a lot of people signing up for the sports festival."

"I think this is great. Three grams on the medal, or even just one gram of gold, would be fine!"

"You have no idea how expensive gold is right now, and you're even asking for a gram of gold."

Suzuki Yoshie took the gold medal from her hand and immediately ran to the classroom door, pretending to be an award presenter as she approached Akamatsu Sayaka.

Sayaka Akamatsu understood immediately, bowed, and accepted the medal.

"Great job! Akamatsu won first place in the horse show competition at this sports festival. I hope you can continue to improve and become an even better horse next time."

"Thank you, Coach Suzuki. I will do my best to become the world's best Mambo."

"salute!"

"salute!"

"What are you two saying?" Sakurako Yukawa laughed from the side.

Soon, the members began to assemble.

As soon as Kitahara Hakuba entered, they began to fuss over his hands.

Kanzaki Eri, who was sitting to the side, just stared at it, but didn't say anything.

The girl was relieved to find that the band-aid he was wearing was the one she had given him.

"fine."

Kitahara Hakuba stood on the command platform, his right hand injured and painful to support him, so he made a pyramid gesture and spoke.

"Everyone is tired from the sports festival, so we won't keep you for training today. Go back and get some rest. Next, we'll prepare for the National Tournament. We'll be heading to Utsunomiya two days in advance. I hope everyone in the B section will come along. Opportunities to watch the National Tournament are very rare, so those who are interested shouldn't miss this chance."

The lingering effects of the sports festival vanished without a trace with Kitahara Hakuba's few words, and every member was on high alert as the national tournament approached.

"Yes!"

"Okay, but I'll say it again: I'm not forcing you to go, but I hope you will. Minister Chuan, please register them and send them to me tomorrow."

“Okay,” said Sakurako Yukawa.

Kitahara Hakuba nodded and tapped the shelf holding the sheet music lightly with his finger, saying:

Training begins tomorrow. Dismissed.

All members stood up at the same time, bowed to Kitahara Hakuba, and said:

"You have worked hard!"

After leaving the first music classroom, Kitahara Hakuba packed his things and went straight downstairs without lingering for a moment.

Shinomiya Haruka was already waiting for him at the school gate in her white Mercedes.

"Why are you stopping here? It's such a bad look." Kitahara Hakuba said this, but still got into the car.

Inside the car, some students could be seen with surprised expressions, talking to their friends.

"It's not a very expensive car," Shinomiya Haruka said with a smile.

"At their age, they wouldn't know anything about car models. They only know it's a Mercedes. Maybe tomorrow there will be rumors that Mr. Kitahara got into a girl's Mercedes and that he's definitely being kept by a sugar daddy."

Kitahara Hakuba pointed to an intersection and said:

"Yes, yes, right here. If anyone comes to pick you up in the future, just stop at this intersection and I'll walk over."

Shinomiya turned the steering wheel, and the car turned right: "Okay, whatever you say."

Kitahara Hakuba looked at her lightly made-up face and said with a smile:

"Sister, you seem so well-behaved today."

"Because I heard from Shin-Asahi's girls that as long as you act cute, Kitahara-sensei will accept anything." Kitahara Hakuba retorted, "That's not true at all. This is completely slander against me by Shin-Asahi's students."

It depends on who is being affectionate and what part of their body they are using.

Shinomiya Haruka kept her eyes fixed on the street as she said, "Open this door, there's something for you."

Kitahara Hakuba opened the armrest box.

"amulet?"

"Yes, I prayed for it at Yukura Shrine. They say it can make your wishes come true."

"You're so kind, sister."

Kitahara Hakuma held it in his palm; it was made of brocade, embroidered with intricate patterns, such as auspicious clouds.

Lotus flowers, jade, with delicate tassels along the edges.

"However, it's said that the effective range is only in Hakodate." Shinomiya Haruka smirked as they arrived at a red light.

"That's too fragile!" Kitahara Hakuba said with a dry laugh. "Then, if the Hopeful Asahi Brass Band wins a gold medal nationwide, does that count?"

Shinomiya looked at him and smiled: "This involves Utsunomiya, so of course it doesn't count."

"Hmm, I can't think of anything." Kitahara Hakuba said, scratching his hair.

"Really? Haven't you thought about yourself?"

"I'm already doing very well in Hakodate."

Kitahara Hakuba lowered his head and looked at the amulet, saying...

He couldn't help but start to ponder: was it because he was too easily satisfied?

The green light came on, and the vehicles moved forward.

"Hakuba, you have a giving personality, don't you?" Shinomiya Haruka pursed her lips.

Kitahara Hakuba looked up at her, and for some reason, the image of Nagase Tsukiyo suddenly appeared in his mind.

She once said the same thing about herself.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"No, one of my former students said the same thing to me."

"It seems that she and I both know you quite well."

Shinomiya Haruka was still smiling when she said this, and Kitahara Hakuba had no idea whether she was losing.

"How about you perform again tonight?"

"what?"

“It was,” Kitahara Hakuba said somewhat embarrassedly, “the role you played before we started dating.”

"Oh, that?" Shinomiya Haruka smiled, "It seems you really like it."

"It's because your S is too close to the original form, sister!"

The car first stopped at Kitahara Hakuba's house. He quickly went inside and got out again two minutes later.

"Look what I brought!" Kitahara Hakuba said with a grin.

Shinomiya Haruka gently tapped her cheek with her finger and said, "A big diamond ring?"

Her guess was not unreasonable. After all, Kitahara Hakuma had even given her a car, so a diamond ring was really nothing compared to that.

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Kitahara Hakuba revealed what he had been hiding behind his back.

What caught Shinomiya Haruka's eye was an unopened box of Okamoto cigarettes.

"You!" Shinomiya Haruka poked him with her finger, both amused and annoyed. "What are you thinking about!"

abnormal!"

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but laugh:

"No, this was a gift from my student. It's been almost half a year, and I thought I should use it up as soon as possible."

"Is the five-year shelf life coming to an end?"

"No, I just felt that if I waited until the condom expired before using it, it would make me seem useless."

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Throughout the night, the distance between them unconsciously shortened as they felt each other's body heat.

The sound of fabric rubbing against skin was exceptionally clear in the quiet room, conveying unspeakable emotions.

Afterwards, perhaps still feeling fatigued, Kitahara Hakuma lay sprawled on the bed in a "big" shape, the feeling of exhaustion seeping into his limbs and bones.

It is indeed a very pleasant thing to let your girlfriend choose the character she likes.