I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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As Kitahara Hakuba finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to him, and many people looked quite embarrassed.

In most people's minds, it's a "B" class, to put it nicely, and a "bad student class" to put it bluntly.

The outdoor sky was overcast and somewhat gloomy, but the audiovisual classroom, illuminated by fluorescent lights, was exceptionally bright.

Kitahara Hakuba opened the window a hand's width, letting the damp air slip in through the crack, and smelled the scent of flowers, grass, and dust.

He said to the thirty-odd people below:

"Because of the shortage of members in section B, you will be more tired than the members in section A. Moreover, for some of you, you will also have to practice the pieces arranged in section A. Thank you for your hard work."

The most frustrating situation is for members who are stuck at the lower limit of the A-level composition.

They have the ability to make it to the top, but they also need to take care of the piece arranged by B. If they fail to make it to the top and can't play the piece arranged by B, it would be a huge loss.

After briefly explaining the characteristics of the piece, Kitahara Hakuba told the members of Segment B that they could go home.

Eri Kanzaki blended into the crowd and walked away without saying a word.

“Teacher Kitahara.” At that moment, Kami Takahashi walked over.

"What's wrong? You can go back now."

"Kanzaki-senpai, she probably won't stay here forever, right?" Takahashi Kami said, resting her arms on the podium.

Kitahara Hakuba looked at her and said:

"Why would Takahashi-san think that way?"

"Ah... this—" Takahashi Kami scratched her hair in annoyance, then pouted, looking rather unhappy, and said.

"Her skills are not suited for this place. Everyone knows that Kanzaki-senpai is just not in good condition. It's only a matter of time before Kana returns to B-class."

Kana Eto is an oboe composed by A, and also her friend.

Are you worried about your friend?

"Whether I can get into the A section depends entirely on my word."

Kitahara Hakuba stared intently at her as he spoke.

"But if Kanzaki-san can't play the oboe with the emotion in my heart, I can't let her play, because the A-arranged selection is particularly demanding in terms of emotional richness, and technique alone is not enough."

Kami Takahashi's long eyelashes fluttered as she smiled and said:

"Hearing Kitahara-sensei say that, I feel relieved."

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but chuckle:

"Safe?"

"Of course, the one who did wrong is Kanzaki-senpai, Kana is just the victim."

Kami Takahashi took a deep breath, the toes of her indoor shoes rhythmically tapping against the floor.

"Kanzaki-senpai's mindset is not right and she needs time to adjust, but Kana, she is also working hard, but everyone thinks she is just a 'short-term oboe in A-section,' which is too cruel for her."

Kanzaki-senpai didn't say a word and even deliberately sang off-key during the selection process. She showed no respect for anyone. If you're going to compete, compete fairly and squarely. Why not just say "Kitahara-sensei, I'm not participating in the A-level competition" afterward? Why did she have to resort to this method—"

The girl's emotions grew increasingly agitated. Forgetting Kitahara Hakuba's identity, she poured out her grievances against Kanzaki Eri to him, her resentment growing ever stronger.

As Takahashi Kami said, Watanabe Hama may have acted for the same reason in the corridor.

This left Kitahara Hakuba feeling helpless. Kanzaki Eri thought her words would cause problems, but in reality, her actions caused even greater trouble.

"call--"

Kami Takahashi's tense expression finally relaxed, and she breathed a sigh of relief. "It feels much better to say it out loud."

"It's good to say it out loud; keeping it to yourself will only make you feel bad," Kitahara Hakuba replied with a smile.

“I’m not afraid of others finding out. Anyway, I’m already in B-section. Can things get any worse?” Takahashi Kami said, proudly raising her head.

“I’m glad you can share these with me,” Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile of approval.

"I'm relieved to hear you say that, Kitahara-sensei. I thought you were always on their side."

The "them" she mentioned are probably talented people like Tachibana Kuno and Eri Kanzaki.

"That's not true. You all hold the same place in my heart."

Kami Takahashi smiled gently, like a docile wildcat, her cheeks slightly flushed, before bidding farewell to Hakuba Kitahara and leaving the First Audiovisual Classroom.

As I left Shenxu High School, raindrops pattered on the ground, like flowers blooming on the earth.

Kitahara Hakuba listened to the endless rain as he returned to his rented room.

He didn't go out for sightseeing, nor did he go to play those little games that couples play with Shinomiya Haruka.

For her, running a musical instrument store means there are no fixed days off; whether or not to open is entirely up to her own decision.

Unfortunately, she has to work on weekends as well.

Kitahara Hakuba stayed at home, meticulously working on two top Hokkaido brass band schools: Tokai High School and Asahikawa High School.

Tokai High School is a prestigious school in Hokkaido. The members of its brass band have generally received professional instruction, and their technical foundation and music theory knowledge far surpass those of other schools.

Their advisor, Sanae Igarashi, has been a special advisor to Tokai High School since the year before last, leading the school to win national gold medals for two consecutive years.

Asahikawa High School is a prestigious private school in the area, but it is not a renowned school for wind instruments.

However, after changing consultants during the summer vacation last year, they immediately won the gold medal at the All-China Games, followed by the silver medal at the National Games.

The atmosphere within the department was said to have been quite contentious at first, but it stabilized afterward; it was the kind of training that really pushed people to their limits.

Their male advisor even used an outrageous time clock for attendance, earning him the nickname "Time Clock Demoness" from outsiders.

As the information was investigated further, Kitahara Hakuba became increasingly surprised.

Chikao Otaki, the advisor teacher at Asahikawa Private High School, was formerly the guidance advisor at Shin-Asahi High School. He resigned after securing a spot at the Hakodate branch meeting at the end of July last year.

"Is this what they call a tragic fate?"

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but spit out his mouth, unable to imagine what expressions would both sides have if Yukawa Sakurako and the others met him at the All-Do Tournament.

How dare you abandon so many lovely girls to go to another school! I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!

Next, he began to look at the repertoire of each school.

The freestyle of the rival school is not a major secret and is usually public knowledge.

This time, the free piece for Tokai High School is "Concerto for Wind Music", while the free piece for Asahikawa High School is a selection from Ravel's opera "Children and Magic".

He listened to both pieces. The former had a slower tempo but required a high level of harmony and had a more lyrical overall style.

The latter's music is varied in style, containing multiple themes and melodic lines, making it suitable for expressive groups.

Kitahara Hakuba listened to these pieces over and over for several days. For him, he could be indifferent, but he couldn't be unaware of them.

In order to prevent the emergence of a dark horse, he not only listened to the reports of these two schools, but also listened to the reports of all the shortlisted schools in other regional branches.

The final conclusion is:

The advantage is mine!

After all, there are only a few strong wind music schools in Hokkaido, unlike the intense competition in Kanto and Kansai, where all sorts of gods and demons fight to the ends of the earth, shattering galaxies and even obliterating the great Dao.

Thinking of this, Kitahara Hakuba, far away in Hokkaido, felt much calmer. He took off his earphones, brushed his teeth, and went to bed.

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"Good morning, today is June 9th, Monday at 6:00 AM. Now, everyone, please take a look at the current weather in Hokkaido..."

Kitahara Hakuba was frying eggs in the kitchen while listening to the weather forecast on his phone.

Nowadays, TV production teams really know how to read people's minds. The hosts are all dressed up as beautiful women, either in bodycon skirts or clothes that accentuate their figures.

Every time Kitahara Hakuba clicks in, even before she broadcasts the news, he feels that the weather is big and white today.

Sometimes I'm so busy looking at the weather forecast that I don't even notice what the weather is like.

The female host's sweet and charming voice, accompanied by a soft laugh, reached his ears. Kitahara Hakuba looked out the window. After two days of heavy rain, the scenery outside looked lush and vibrant, full of greenery.

"The wind shakes the green waves layer by layer, and after the rain, the green clouds swirl around." Kitahara Hakuba murmured as he placed the fried egg on a plate.

He liked to sprinkle soy sauce on his fried eggs. Although his father was a salt lover and his mother was a mayonnaise lover, he was the only one here, so he could do whatever he wanted.

After finishing my meal and heading out, the June morning was as tranquil as pine resin, and all the colors seemed to have melted into the dewy, tender green, dazzling and transparent.

Along the way, Kitahara Hakuba didn't see any butterflies or flying insects, as if the bones had all sunk into the soil with the rain.

Upon arriving at Shenxu High School, after exchanging the usual greetings with the security guard, I entered the campus.

Today, the view is crystal clear, and the cool air enters the chest smoothly, with the lingering scent of the sky in the breath.

Just as Kitahara Hakuba was about to enter the school building, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that Kanzaki Eri was standing there, somewhat dazed, in front of the flowerbed in the courtyard.

Miss Silent? You're playing with flowers and plants again?

Eri Kanzaki lowered her head, looking somewhat somberly at the rose petals scattered on the ground by the rain.

The light in the puddle was damp, and the petals inside resembled the broken wings of butterflies.

"Hmm, she covered her buttocks with both hands, and as she squatted down, she pulled back her legs to clamp her skirt together to prevent any accidental exposure."

Kitahara Hakuba then realized that she was picking up the flower petals one by one from the ground.

"Ah~~! Eri!!"

Just then, a girl wearing glasses, carrying a schoolbag, hurried over. Seeing that all the flowers in the potted plant had been smashed, she said in a questioning tone,

"Why didn't you bring the potted plants inside on Friday? Now they're all dead!"

Kanzaki Eri held the flower petals in her hands, her eyes slightly lowered, words welling up in her throat, but they did not escape her lips.

"We've been growing these flowers for so long, and now they're all dead."

The woman with glasses squatted on the ground and complained in an extremely sarcastic tone.

"Eri, you're really too careless! Do you even know how long it takes for it to bloom?"

"Well...I..."

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Eri Kanzaki pursed her lips slightly, and could smell the fragrance of roses at the tip of her nose.

"Now all the flowers are dead, what are we going to do? How am I going to explain this to everyone in the horticulture department?" The woman with glasses stood up and glared at her with great dissatisfaction.