I play wind instruments in Kansai

"Ladies and gentlemen! It's time for our annual mysterious dance moves!"

"yes!"

On the playground, the members of the wind band stood scattered around responding to An Hejun's words.

The right to use the playground after school on weekdays is something you have to fight for.

Moreover, baseball fields and stadiums are highly sought after by sports clubs and are basically occupied every day; reservations must be made in advance to use them.

The training requirements for the members who perform the music and the members who carry the flag are different, and they are trained separately.

Even though Miyamine Nozomi plays the flute very well, he was still assigned by Hasebe, the group leader, to play with colored balls.

He stood there holding a colorful ball, its tassels shimmering in the sunlight. Looking next door, he saw dozens of people arranging themselves under Nana Shida's guidance.

Since it's just practice, there aren't excessive requirements for clothing, and many girls will wear gymnastics uniforms.

The upper body is a white short-sleeved shirt with cuffs in red, blue and green according to different grades. The lower body is also shorts in colors according to grade, revealing plump, slender, wheat-colored and fair legs.

The clothes were unfashionable, but the girl looked radiant.

The gymnastics uniform clung obediently to Kirishima Ruka's body, the white trim around the neckline touching her collarbone, her slender white arms peeking out from the sleeves, and the subtle curves of her breasts.

The fabric of the shorts covered her buttocks, outlining a small and rounded silhouette. Only the word "pure" came to mind when Gong Lingwang thought about it.

But her innocence paled in comparison to the ultimate sexiness of her senior from three years ago.

He always felt that among the three senior students, Tani Hanane and Daidouji Seiko had bodies at the T0 level.

The two women's leotards were stretched taut across their chests, revealing their full and alluring silhouettes. Every time they bent over or squatted, their pants covered the curves of their hips.

Miyamine Nozomi didn't quite understand XP before, and even liked to bury her face in a girl's buttocks.

But now he understands to some extent that the various XPs that appear in this world are not without reason; they all have their own reasons for existing and having followers.

"Miyarei, isn't it a shame you're staying here? Should I go talk to Tanihana and Hasebe again?"

An Hechun walked over with a megaphone in her hand. She was the leader of the miscellaneous parade, which consisted of colorful balls, flags, and batons.

People here are usually not good at playing instruments, but there are also those like An and Jun who just want to have fun. Only Miyamine Nozomi is suppressed by authority.

Gong Lingwang quickly averted his gaze, fearing that someone would discover his filthy thoughts, and hurriedly shook his head:

"Need not."

He glanced around briefly and saw that there were about a dozen people, many of whom were first-year students.

Kato Ai and Kohinata Hina were also among them, each holding a white dance stick with heavy rubber tips at both ends.

Kato Ai threw the dancing stick upwards, and it spun wildly in the air. Kato Ai quickly reached out to catch it, but only grabbed air. The stick hit Kohika Hina directly on the shoulder.

"pain--!"

"Haha~~~ Sorry!"

She was also a novice at waving sticks, and Kato Ai's figure was passable.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call Kohikari Hiyana barren; if this world values ​​physique above all else, then she'd be destined to be a servant for life.

"Alright then." An Hechun rested her wrist on her waist, looked Gong Lingwang up and down, and said, "It's a waste for you to play with the colored balls, don't you think?"

"I have no objection."

"No, you have an opinion."

An Hechun held up one finger and said seriously,

"You're very good-looking, so you'd better stand in front. You can either hold the colorful flags with me or go dance with the sticks. Choose one."

"...Then let's use the sticks."

"Hey! Give me a stick!" An Hechun raised his hand and waved it behind him, not knowing who he was calling for, but someone came up and gave him a stick.

"Thank you," said Miyamine Nozomi as she took the white dance stick from a female member.

She seemed extremely shy and quickly shook her head, saying it was nothing.

"You played the flute very well. I'll give you one more chance to back out, okay?"

An Hechun's hands hung down behind her back, her head slightly turned, and her outdoor shoes gently tapped the ground as she spoke.

"Although the focus is not on the journey itself, it is only once a year, and the opportunity to experience it is very rare."

Her black hair was very long, the ends reaching her waist. The long hair slid off her shoulders, revealing her fair neck underneath, and the edges of her hair were tinged with a fine golden hue by the sunlight.

"fine."

"That's too casual."

An Hechun couldn't understand it.

"You're completely different from Liu Mu. She's someone who really wants to climb the ladder, but you seem indifferent."

"I should be like this."

Gongling Wang did not repeat the same excuse he had used with Liu Mu before.

After all, she's my senior. If she heard me say something like, "Our brass band is hopeless, so I'm not motivated," I don't know what she would think.

"Alright."

An Hechun picked up the megaphone, pressed the switch, and the first sound that came out was a sharp shriek that was suddenly amplified and caught everyone off guard.

It was like a fingernail dragging a long, sharp line across a blackboard, piercing deep into the eardrum.

"Sizzle—"

Those around them shrank back, but An Hechun showed no panic or embarrassment. She composed herself and said:

"Even though you guys are the useless kids in the brass band, you're still very important! Don't be sad because you can't play!"

"Is this supposed to be comforting?" Kato Ai muttered to herself.

An Hechun continued:

"The event location is the same as before, around Wakayama Castle, and we'll be walking along the Keyaki Avenue. It's the largest music parade in the prefecture, and more than thirty groups will be participating..."

She went on and on about the history of the Wakayama City parade, while the band next door had already started taking their positions.

Liu Mujie was caught in the crowd when someone stepped on her heel from behind. She heard the person apologizing profusely.

"fine."

She bent down to pick it up, and in that brief moment, her gaze unconsciously drifted to the left front.

Gong Lingwang held a white dance stick in his hand. He didn't move. His height and handsome young face stood out among the girls.

She thought to herself, "Just one glance."

Well.

Take one more look.

At that moment, Gong Lingwang suddenly turned his head to the side without any warning, as if he sensed someone staring at him.

His gaze met hers precisely and unambiguously.

Willow Knot Lamp had no time to dodge; his pupils dilated in an instant, his heart skipped a beat, and he chased after it at twice the speed.

She quickly turned her face away, the heat spreading from her ears all the way to her collarbone, as fast as if Gong Ling had splashed a cup of warm water on her face.

"What's wrong with you?"

Daidoji Seiko, who was standing next to her, patted Yukito on the shoulder, and she quickly stood up.

"It's nothing."

Daidoji Seiko, not considering himself dull-witted, looked in the direction of Miyamine Nozomi and said:

"I know you're upset, but don't worry, I'll fight for anything that benefits the club."

".......I."

Liu Mujie Deng wanted to explain that she hadn't thought that much about it, but then she thought better of it, as it would be more troublesome to explain.

Meanwhile, Miyamine Nozomi was finally able to start playing with his stick in front of the girls.

This thing was harder to control than he had imagined. It was easy to throw it out, but it was not easy to throw it in a way that was visually appealing.

"Don't try to force it up with your wrist." An Hechun stepped forward and walked around to his side, saying, "The stick isn't thrown up, it's delivered up."

"It sounds like there's not much difference," Miyamine Nozomi said.

"The difference is huge, look at me."

An Hechun took the stick from him, moving slowly to show him.

The unruly stick from before was completely transformed in Anhe's hands.

It spun steadily upwards, drawing three perfect arcs in the air. The stick paused almost for a moment at its highest point before obediently falling and landing in her outstretched palm.

"Hey, it's not difficult at all." An Hechun smiled and winked at him, saying, "Try it slowly."

"it is good."

Miyamune Nozomi took the stick in surprise, and then looked to the side where Kato Ai and Kohinata Hina were throwing the stick up hard like children.

They seem to have skipped the stage of how to swing the stick beautifully and gone straight to who can throw it the highest.

"I'm talking to you two!"

An Hechun strode forward and grabbed the back of their collars with both hands.

"Practice hard! I'm in charge of this! If you don't perform well, I'll get yelled at by Daidouji too!"

"But I originally wanted to play the oboe." Kato Ai was a little unhappy. She wanted to get attention, but instead she was assigned to play sticks.

"No, you can't play it yet. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to go up and play it?"

"It's annoying."

"I'm the one who's really annoyed."

Anhe Jun sighed and looked at Miyamine Nozomi, who was earnestly passing the bat, and said...

"Look at you two, now that's what a well-behaved junior looks like. I only taught him once and he's already doing it so well."

Kohinata blinked her light brown eyes and looked at him, saying:

"Why is this person so amazing?"

"Because they came from Shenxu, people who can get in there are usually not too bad," An Hechun said, arms crossed.

Hinata Kohinata asked:

"Why aren't the people there too bad?"

"Because it's a top-tier school in Hokkaido, their brass band club definitely wouldn't allow trash to join."

An Hechun explained as she watched him throw the bat.

"Only clubs that have reached the national gold medal have the will to maintain the purity of the club and pass it on. However, there are only a handful of schools in the country that can achieve this level."

"But for someone like him to be waving his baton around here, is he implying that we're utterly filthy?" Kohinata Hina said.

"What are you saying!" An Hechun clenched his fists and pinched her cheeks hard. "So you were just trying to mock the club after all that!"

"Uh, woo woo woo—" Kohinata Hinana made an indistinct sound.

Anhe Chun wanted to continue exerting force, but suddenly remembered something, released her hands, and said:

"Hina, you used to live in Hidamari in Wakayama, right? It was a nice place, why did you come here?"

Mochiyo Wakayama was the prefectural representative last year. Even though two of the former "Big Three" have declined, Mochiyo was unable to get a seat and sadly received a loss at the Kansai Conference.

"Um..." Hinata Kohinata slumped down and whispered, "No..."

An Hechun blinked in confusion, realizing something was amiss. Her eyes drooped slightly, giving her a softer look, and she smiled gently, saying:

"Speaking of which, there are really a lot of strange people in our brass band. Some come from top schools in Hokkaido, some come from Xiangyang, some haven't been to school for several years but still managed to get in, and there are all sorts of inexplicable rumors."

Hinata Kohinata: "......."

Kato Ai gripped the stick and pounded her shoulders without saying a word. She kept staring at Miyamune Nozomi and vaguely realized something, but it wasn't about Kohinata transferring schools.

That is, Miyamune Nozomi likes her.

If he didn't like her, he wouldn't have invited her to stay and practice together, let alone say that the oboe and flute are a perfect match.

Doesn't this mean that Kato Ai and Miyamune Nozomi are a match made in heaven?

But he and Liu Mu weren't good friends?

To be precise, I have a good relationship with Liu Mu, and we can be considered friends.

As a good friend, should I do this?

Well, I don't really like Miyamune Nozomi that much. I just think he's good-looking, and being with him, even just as friends, gets me a lot of attention.

This is terrifying! I hadn't realized that I had become deeply entangled in my best friend's love-hate relationship.

"Speaking of which, Anwa-senpai, how about I go get the flag from the front?" Kato Ai said.

An Hechun frowned and stood on tiptoe to make herself appear taller:

"Huh? Why?!"

Kato Ai forced a smile onto her face that she believed could charm everyone:

"Because I think I'm pretty good-looking, I should be considered a beautiful girl, and walking in front will make me get more attention."

An Hechun leaned forward, raised her finger and poked her forehead, saying:

"I'm the beautiful girl! I'm the only girl who gets to walk in front and carry the flag! Remember that forever!"

"...Eh...Eh?"

Kato Ai shrugged, not expecting that Anwa-senpai would also abuse her power.

"Start practicing seriously now! If you can't do a really good job at the end, you have to treat us to dinner!" An Hechun said.

"Isn't that going too far?"

"Anyway, your family is middle class, that's not something you said."

"If I had known your family was richer than mine, I definitely wouldn't have said that..."

An Hechun raised her hand to stroke her long black hair, tilted her head slightly, and said, "It's just a monthly allowance of 100,000."

"Ten, ten, ten... ten thousand!"

Upon hearing her words, Kohinata Hina raised her hands in shock, intending to count.

"Hmm... Ah? 100,000? Ten fingers? Is that Japanese yen? Really?"

"certainly!"

"Young Miss!"

To her surprise, the dancing stick was once again sent into the sky by Gongling Wang, spinning perfectly three times in a circle before falling steadily.

When the stick landed in his palm, he could feel a dull sensation, and Miyamine Nozomi thought it wasn't difficult at all.

Looking towards the direction of the willow tree lantern, dozens of people were simultaneously raising their right feet, and the girl's various legs became the focus. Especially when she lowered them, one could vaguely sense the flesh of her thighs trembling like jelly.

Gongling Wang really wanted to take pictures to look at later that night, but his morality wouldn't allow it.

At that moment, he saw Hayami Tenma standing on the third-floor corridor of the school building, looking down at them.

Before she could linger long, the director passed by her and said something. She quickly nodded and followed.

I wonder if Daidouji-senpai or anyone else told the director about what happened in the first music classroom.

If he actually said it, Hayami Tenma Sei would inevitably be reprimanded, since it's not something a qualified supervisor should do to throw a tantrum at a student in public.

"Will I be asked to resign?" he wondered.

Miyamine Nozomi naturally did not want Hayami Tenma Sei to leave the academy. Where could he find a supervisor who loved to wear bodycon skirts and pantyhose, had a great figure, made him energetic in class, and would even take him home?

Just kidding, he just felt it was very unfair to Hayami Tenma Sei.