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When Kitahara Hakuba spoke, both girls fell silent.
Although they might argue, there's one absolute premise: their struggle revolves around Kitahara Hakuba. If they upset him, then everything will be for naught.
It's great that no one said another word; Kitahara Hakuba really didn't want to look like he was "very impatient."
He came here to be a teacher, so why does he always end up being fought over by girls?
"Since there are no objections, those who wish to stay should listen quietly without disturbing anyone and listen attentively."
Kitahara Hakuba hesitated for a moment, but since he was the only teacher present, he could only continue speaking.
"My plan."
At this moment, a mature woman with long hair tied up in front of her chest on the stage gently clapped her hands and said:
The sudden interruption stunned not only Sakurako and the others, but also Hakuba Kitahara.
Good grief, with their advisor right there, they're blatantly trying to steal advisors from other clubs. They're completely disregarding the teachers.
Kitahara Hakuba thought their advisor was staying in Kagoshima and wouldn't be coming back, which is why he said that.
"That's so disrespectful to the teacher." Sakurako Yukawa grumbled in a low voice, not very happy. "Indeed," Tsukiyo Nagase said, uttering the first words he uttered upon arriving at the auditorium.
"Let's find a seat quickly." Sayaka Akamatsu hugged her head and looked around.
Yu Shou frowned, crossed his arms, and said with dissatisfaction, "Even after all this, you're still staying to listen to them sing?"
"What else can we do? We're already here." Sayaka Akamatsu was quite easygoing, and said with a smile, "Besides, we've already spent the money, and Kitahara-sensei doesn't seem to be leaving."
The girls all turned to look at Kitahara Hakuba, only to find him already sitting in the first row, legs crossed, watching the choir girls begin lining up on stage.
Before Yushou could react, the empty seat to Kitahara Hakuba's right was taken by Isomoto Yuka.
I have no choice but to go now.
As soon as the idea was put into practice, the empty seat on the left was taken by Sakurako Yukawa.
Unfortunately, we had no choice but to sit one seat apart.
Kitahara Hakuba looked at Yukawa Sakurako sitting in her seat wearing a rabbit plush toy, and the strange sight made him unable to help but ask:
"Minister Yuchuan, were you in a hurry on your way here?"
"Sitting next to him, Sakurako Yukawa blushed, her tone filled with helplessness and bitterness."
"Because Yu Shou walked too fast, I was afraid something might happen, so I rushed over."
Upon hearing this, Yu Shou's cheeks flushed red, and he gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, saying:
"Who knows what these girls might do. (28-year-old Wang Gengxin, Yu Quan)"
“Don’t worry, I’m Shenxu’s teacher, and I’ll take care of my safety,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
Yu Shou stopped speaking, simply placing her hands between her white thighs, the slight sheen on her thighs seeming to whisper the girl's secrets.
Kitahara Hakuba glanced around but didn't see Nagase Tsukiyo. He instinctively blurted out:
"Where's Nagase-san? Did she leave?"
"Teacher Kitahara, I'm here."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a soft and pure girl's voice, like a clear mountain spring, from his left ear.
Kitahara Hakuba turned his head and saw Nagase Tsukiyo's breathtakingly beautiful face just inches away, her long hair cascading down her shoulders like silk.
Although she was in the back row, Kitahara Hakuma could feel her breath as long as he leaned forward slightly, and he could clearly see the lines on her cherry-colored, soft lips.
A hint of regret flashed in Yu Shou's eyes. He was closer to the person in the row behind him than to the person in the same row.
Moonlight is much smarter than her.
Kitahara Hakuba was almost mesmerized by seeing the beautiful girl's face up close; Nagase Tsukiyo's features were simply too perfect.
Her eyelashes are very long, but there must be many things that you can't discover unless you get close.
“I might have thought of others, but I didn’t expect you to come along,” he said, snapping out of his daze.
Nagase Tsukiyo's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile:
"I'm just worried that if something unexpected happens, I might be able to help in any way I can."
"You and Isomoto are quite calm, but it's always good to be more steady in doing things."
Upon hearing his words, the praised girl's face was filled with a pure and sweet smile, while only Yu Shou's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment and worry.
"No, Kitahara-sensei—"
Sayaka Akamatsu said with a grin, "It's true that you're steady, but you acted so impulsively because everyone likes and cares about you. How can you only praise the two of them? This will only make the other girls who stand up feel neglected. If this happens again in the future, who will dare to step forward?"
Everyone who said that understood who she was speaking for.
Rain Guardian pulled his hands out from between his legs, then placed them under his soft thighs, lowering his head slightly to wait for Kitahara Hakuba to speak.
Kitahara Hakuba paused for a moment, then his brow furrowed slightly. Akamatsu Sayaka was right.
However, the emotions evoked by this display of power are just too strange:
Kitahara Hakuba was no fool; he knew perfectly well what Amegami was thinking of him.
It's something to be proud of that a girl is willing to stand up for him, but as a teacher, or perhaps because of his own selfish motives, he doesn't want any of the girls around him to get involved in a struggle that could harm them.
Is this an offer of comfort? Kitahara Hakuba's fingers touched, and he could clearly feel the pulse throbbing in his fingertips. (Illusion Princess/ /No errors + content_)
No, I can't offer words of comfort. Even if this situation arises again in the future, I will accept it even if no one takes action.
"Be careful in everything you do."
Kitahara Hakuba's breathing became heavy, and his tone grew solemn.
"Interpersonal relationships are very important; unless absolutely necessary, don't put yourself in potential danger."
Perhaps noticing that the atmosphere emanating from him was different from usual, even Sayaka Akamatsu didn't dare to say anything more.
Although Yu Shou felt disappointed because she didn't receive his comfort, she didn't regret it. If she had to do it again, she would still choose to rush from the school building to the auditorium.
"Hello everyone, it's time for the choir to perform next," said Hiroto Hayashiro, who had previously been arguing with Amane. She held the microphone and announced loudly.
Faint applause rang out in the auditorium. Kitahara Hakuba turned his head and looked around. He estimated that there were only a little over a hundred people, and they were all sitting in a scattered manner.
There's nothing we can do about it. The choir club isn't a very attractive club to begin with, and we didn't even make it to the National Choir Competition. The fact that they came to listen is a favor from friends and parents.
A melodious piano tune rang out, and the familiar prelude reached Kitahara Hakuba's ears.
First, the school song was sung together, followed by songs chosen by the choir.
Perhaps because Yushou and others were around, the choir members dared not let Kitahara Hakuma go on stage again, and the "special guest" on the ticket had to be abandoned.
He sang alright, but Kitahara Hakuba wasn't a vocal coach, so there wasn't much to criticize. The only flaw he could point out was that his piano playing wasn't very good.
Also, the girls in the choir wore skirts of varying lengths, which ruined the performance.
For example, the girls in the wind band must wear skirts of the same length during performances, and even their socks must be the same color and length. They will also tie their hair into a single ponytail.
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It is suggested that all the girls in the choir pull their skirts up to expose 15 centimeters of their thighs, wear matching black stockings, and those with thinner waists should also wear hip pads. This will make their waists appear slimmer and their skirts look better.
The above are Kitahara Hakuba's constructive suggestions for the chorus club.
"They all sang very well. Actually, vocal music and instrumental music have many similarities. The most important thing is that all the parts can be clearly and harmoniously blended together. The chorus may pay more attention to facial expressions, body language, and vocal variations to enhance the music's appeal. Basic skills such as breath control, pitch accuracy, and timbre still need to be practiced diligently."
The above are constructive suggestions that Kitahara Hakuba made to the choir using his words.
After leaving the auditorium and returning to the third grade with Yukawa Sakura and the others, Kitahara Hakuba went straight to the staff office. For some reason, he suddenly felt that this was the most reassuring place in the whole school. His middle-aged colleagues, who he usually found somewhat annoying, seemed unusually lovely and approachable at this moment.
"Teacher Kitahara, aren't you going to spend the afternoon playing with the students?" Teacher Morimoto asked with a smile as he watered the succulents by the window.
They are well cared for; each leaf is round and lovely, like a carefully carved piece of jade, shimmering with a faint luster in the sunlight.
Kitahara Hakuba let out a deep breath, put his hands behind his head, and said:
"Don't even mention it, I'm too scared to go out."
"Isn't it good to be popular with students?" She put down the small watering can.
This has gone beyond the realm of being popular.
"Is the brass band's performance tomorrow?" Mr. Nakata, the homeroom teacher of Kuno's class, asked while reclining in his chair.
"Yes, tomorrow afternoon."
"Then I'll go listen to it too."
Mr. Nakata has been teaching for over twenty years and has spent nearly ten years at Shin-Asahi High School. He has witnessed the development of the brass band.
Just then, the sound of musical instruments suddenly came from outside the window.
"It seems these children are becoming more and more enthusiastic," Ms. Morimoto remarked, standing by the window.
Club activities are suspended during the cultural festival, which is essentially for relaxation, and no one will blame anyone for it.
Kitahara Hakuba listened intently and recognized the oboe's timbre. Furthermore, based on the passage he played so far, it was confirmed that the music was not from a cultural festival or competition.
The lovely face of Eri Kanzaki in the third movement of "Liz and the Blue Bird" once again appeared in Kitahara Hakuba's mind.
A strange feeling suddenly welled up deep within him, as if Daigo had sensed the light and call from within the pyramids.
He also vaguely sensed Eri Kanzaki's call.
This didn't arise suddenly; it's more like PTSD.
During that period, I often played this piece with Eri Kanzaki. At first, I had her play it for me, and then I would point out its shortcomings.
After making the corrections, the two played together again.
So much so that whenever Eri Kanzaki played this piece, he would go to the music room to play it with her.
No, we can't go there.
Kitahara Hakuba opened his laptop and, just like before the last All-Dojo Tournament, began writing a report on the Cultural Festival Brass Band's activities.
As she wrote, the oboe never disappeared from her ears; in the ensemble section of the third movement, she played one song after another on the oboe by herself.
Kitahara Hakuba automatically hummed a flute melody, which blended perfectly with the oboe melody that drifted in leisurely.