I play wind instruments in Kansai

"But it's really cute," Kato Ai said in surprise.

"Right? I think he looks good in anything except for Haruki's uniform."

An Hechun pinched the hem of her skirt, and twirled around in a pretentious manner, saying,

"This outfit was made last year, and I didn't expect it to still fit me so well after a year."

Hinata blinked and muttered:

"What this means is that even after a year, Senior Anhe hasn't grown at all."

"Ugh—"

An Hejun, her face flushed, pointed at Kohinata and said,

"It's not your place, you poor little slut, to say that!"

"Senior Anwa, my surname is Kohinata."

"I know! Kumamoto's bastards!"

"You can't say that."

Kato Ai smiled sweetly and said,

"It should be said that even after a year, Anhe's figure is still very well maintained."

Anhe Jun took a big step to Kohinata Hinata's side, reached out and pinched her cheek, saying:

"Look at her! She gave me so much advice on how to talk to her senior!"

"Ughhhhhh!"

The two were "physically entangled" together, and Kato Ai could only stand by and laugh awkwardly.

No one else had ever done anything like that to her. Although she had many friends, they were all quite polite.

Upon entering the corridor of the wind instrument section, many members had already changed into marching uniforms. The bass section members were carrying a huge instrument, one that had never been seen in the first music classroom before.

However, Kato Ai didn't ask what it was, otherwise it would make her seem ignorant. She could just take a picture and search for it online later.

"Wow, you're so beautiful! Can we take a picture together?"

"My senior has such a great figure, she's so cute~~~"

"Were your legs always this thin?"

"I also think it's better for legs to be a little chubby; being too thin doesn't look good."

The sound of members discussing things could be heard from time to time in the corridor, especially at the entrance of the bass practice room, where Minister Gu Hua was extremely popular.

As Kato Ai passed by, she deliberately slowed her pace and focused her gaze on Tani Hanane.

She had a full bust, a slender waist, and thighs that were not thin but rather plump and rounded.

Her light brown hair swayed slightly with her movements, and the gentle smile on her face was as sweet as honey, enough to make your brain slurry.

She looks like a married woman.

Kato Ai slightly pursed her lips and walked towards the bassoon and oboe section, which now only had one person.

As a result, I thought that Minister Tani was fierce enough, but I didn't expect to run into Daidouji Seiko who came out of the classroom of the First Music Festival halfway.

The uniform clung to her body, her full breasts swaying gently with each step.

A small gap was visible between the buttons, which suddenly made Kato Ai think of a bizarre scene where a button burst open and slammed into the face of a passerby.

Every line on Daidouji Seiko's body disregards all rules, using her voluptuous body to bully all the girls in the brass band.

How infuriating! Kato Ai thought to herself as she looked down at her own growth, "Nine out of ten people who befriend Daidouji-senpai aren't really sincere!"

Just as she was about to enter the oboe practice room, she caught a glimpse of Miyamori Nozomi in her marching uniform.

He stood at the doorway, his gaze fixed on someone.

His shoulders fell where they should, his waist was neatly cinched, showing the slenderness and uprightness unique to a young man, and the buttons at his collar were neatly fastened.

The epaulettes, metal buttons, and crisp lines—these rugged elements, when worn by him, actually accentuate a clean and gentle quality.

Not only did she glance at it a few more times, but other girls also cast their gazes at it, and quite a few secretly took pictures.

"It's... it's drooping down..." A girl playing the clarinet in the club clutched her warm lower abdomen, gazing at Miyamori Nozomi with fascination.

"Are you crazy?!"

His dashing appearance seemed to have an extremely fatal attraction for teenage girls who needed the nourishment of the opposite sex during their adolescence.

Kato Ai pursed her lips, just as Miyamine Nozomi turned her gaze over, and their eyes met in mid-air.

Her breathing slowed slightly as she watched as Miyamine Nozomi spoke to Mizuno Souji beside her and then walked straight toward her.

Just as I expected! We just had to wait!

While she was secretly pleased with herself, Gong Lingwang came up to her and said directly:

"Kato-kun, lately a lot of girls have been adding me as a friend. Do you know why?"

"Well?"

Kato Ai paused for a moment, then let out an awkward laugh.

"Huh? What's going on...?"

Miyamine asked, "They told me it was given to me by Kato-kun, is that true?"

Kato Ai swallowed hard, her fingers unconsciously twisting a strand of hair behind her ear, and turned her face away in embarrassment, saying:

"Huh? Is it really true...?"

"It's quite troublesome to refuse people I don't want to add," said Miyamune Nozomi.

This also made him realize that Kato Ai didn't have those kinds of feelings for him, because if she really liked him, she naturally wouldn't want other girls to get close to her.

Just like a willow wood lantern.

Kato Ai simply felt that being with him would make her more popular; her thoughts were simpler than anyone else's.

"Don't boys like being surrounded by girls?" Kato Ai muttered to herself.

Gongling Wang stared straight at her and said:

"If everyone had a figure like Daidouji-senpai and a temper like Anwa-senpai, I would naturally be very willing."

"......"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Gong Lingwang sighed, opened her stock chart, and found that there was no change at all. Could it be that stable?

"How's your oboe practice going lately?" he asked.

"good."

Kato Ai clasped her hands behind her back, her indoor shoes, which covered her feet, were slightly raised, and the toes of the shoes gently tapped the ground.

If nothing unexpected happens, his next sentence will be an invitation to practice together.

However, Miyamine Nozomi simply nodded, said "Good luck," and then turned and left.

"Well......"

Kato Ai was dumbfounded; this was completely different from what she had imagined.

What does that mean?

Has our training journey together come to an end?

Beside him, Mizuno Soji asked Miyamine Nozomi:

"Why do I feel like Kato-kun keeps looking at you?"

"You like me."

"You like me~~~" Mizuno Souji made a funny face and imitated it in a sarcastic way.

But aside from his sarcastic remarks, he couldn't refute Miyamori Nozomi's words.

Who made Gong Lingwang the best at modeling in the whole school?

Especially now—

"Aren't you ashamed to stand next to Miyamine?"

Tatsuno Sawamura walked over and, without saying a word, pointed out what Mizuno Souji was worried about.

His large build suits him well in these structured clothes, much better than Haruki's uniform, and he's a different type from Miyamine Nozomi.

Mizuno Soji became anxious, his face flushing with the shy blush typical of teenagers:

"You think I'm really incapable? It's all because of my pants!"

"Who told you to give false information?" Tatsuno Sawamura said.

"Alright! Everyone who's changed, please assemble on the playground!"

At Tani Hanane's instruction, the club members in the corridor finally began to move.

"Gongling!"

An Hechun stood at the entrance of the musical instrument management room, conspicuously standing on tiptoe, waving red and blue flags in both hands.

People within the department have gotten used to it.

Upon seeing this, Gong Ling hurriedly caught up.

The marching band consists of three parts: wind instruments, percussion, and flag bearers.

The instrument management room was mostly filled with people from the flag team, and the leader was An Hechun from the percussion section.

Here's a stick for you.

"Thank you, senior."

"Flag team, start!" An Hechun shouted, raising his hand.

In an instant, more than a dozen fair arms and flagpoles were raised, but only Gong Lingwang's hands appeared bony and slender, their skin tone appearing even darker in the light.

Upon arriving at the playground, everyone was engaged in preparations.

The May wind carried the smell of the plastic track across the playground, and the sounds of brass and percussion instruments being tuned came from nearby. Members carrying heavy brass instruments were so tired that they simply sat down on the ground.

But in the flag-bearing area, it was so quiet that the only sound could be the fluttering of the flags.

It's more relaxing and leisurely.

Dozens of girls stood in five rows, their legs extending from under pure white pleated skirts.

Normally, the socks would be colorful and vibrant, but to maintain uniformity, only thin white short socks were worn at this time.

After standing there for only a few minutes, sweat began to trickle down Gonglingwang's forehead and flow down his neck into the collar of his uniform.

But he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, because this place was completely heaven, and Daidouji-senpai was the archangel there.

"Gongling, I've thought about it, you should stop waving the stick," An Hechun said as she walked over.

The wind brushed the hem of her skirt against the back of her thighs, where the skin was noticeably smoother and fairer than her calves, with the soft, lustrous sheen unique to teenage girls.

"I think my stick dance is pretty good."

Gong Lingwang said in astonishment,

"Why don't you stop dancing?"

Has Hasebe's big hand already reached out?

"Since I need to carry the ceremonial guards, you can take this and walk in front of me."

As An Hechun spoke, she handed over a very simple sign that read—

"Wakayama Prefectural Haruki High School Brass Band".

It was so simple that it was just a blue background with a white frame in the middle and the band's introduction written on it.

"Well... wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to change it at the last minute?"

He practiced his dancing with sticks for a long time, and now he's just changing them?

"Me! Me! Me! Me!"

Suddenly, an arm was raised high, and Kato Ai volunteered.

"If Gong Ling doesn't want it, then give it to me! I can totally take it! I won first place in my class at the junior high school sports meet!"

An Hechun narrowed her right eye slightly, seemingly unwilling to make this arrangement.

Because Kato Ai isn't very tall, not even as tall as An and Jun, it would seem a bit out of place to put her in the first position.

Of course, this is all in strict terms; a more lenient approach wouldn't matter, since it's not a competition.

"I think it's a good choice for Kato-kun," Miyamine Nozomi said.

With him backing her up, Kato Ai involuntarily puffed out her chest and said:

"Look, Senior Anhe, there's no problem. My face has been certified by Gong Ling!"

Gongling Wang said:

"No, it's because Kato is terrible at wielding the stick. Letting her go might cause some problems. The safest thing to do is to go first and get a card. We shouldn't strive for perfection, but rather for stability and to avoid making mistakes."

"Hmm... although that didn't make me very happy..."

Kato Ai scratched her cheek somewhat embarrassedly and said,

"But he's right, all we want is stability, not necessarily excellence."

An Hechun slung the sign over his shoulder, turned to the side, and hummed softly:

"If that's the case, and I'm looking for a safer path, I'd rather not let you play at all! That would be more like it, wouldn't it?"

"......"

Kato Ai was speechless for a moment. Seeing her deflated expression, An Hejun suddenly laughed:

"Haha, what's with that expression? Okay, here's your trump card."

"Thank you, senior!"

Kato Ai threw the dancing sticks behind her and caught the sign with both hands.

Kohinata Hina silently picked up the dancing sticks from the ground, stood still and watched them, then looked at the vocal sections lined up in formation.

The brass instruments shone brightly in the sunlight, and the light reflected off the silver keys stung her eyes.

"Yin Cai, you can only have one main card, okay?" Anhe Jun suddenly said.

"I didn't want to be in first place."

Kohiko Hina hunched her shoulders, grabbed a stick in each hand, and started swinging it.

The baton spun so fast that it was just a blurry, silvery-white afterimage.

Kohikari tilted her head back, her slender neck fully exposed to the sunlight, her throat rising and falling slightly, like a crane stretching its neck.

It caught perfectly.

"What amazing dancing skills! You're a genius!" An Hechun gave a thumbs up.

"...But that's not what I want to do."

Koharu's tone sounded unhappy, but Anwa Jun smiled serenely and gently placed his hand on her shoulder, saying:

"Focus on doing your current job well, so that everyone can see that you've been working hard. If there's a position available in the future, they'll think of you more often."

Hearing her say that, Kohinata Hina gripped the stick tightly with both hands, lowered her head and slumped her shoulders, and muttered a long string of words:

"What are you thinking about, the dancing stick? People like me who always do things quietly are the least noticed, right? In the end, everyone just dumps chores on me because they think I won't complain. But I still believe that as long as I do things seriously, good things will come my way. I have to clean the instrument management room six times a week. Is this what Anhe-senpai meant by 'thinking more about me'? Why do selfish people always get better off, while those who give always get bad results? I should have understood this, but why, why am I still..."

Suddenly, she exuded an extremely strong atmosphere of decadence, which made Gong Lingwang feel a chill run down his spine.

I've heard from Yukito that Kohikari Hina transferred from another school.

As a fellow transfer student, Miyamine Nozomi felt that her situation was different from hers, as she had returned to Wakayama City because of her father's job transfer.

While Kohinata Hina is actually Kuma, she transferred from Wakayama City to Osamu.

Simply put, Koharu Hina is a student who transferred from a local school to another local school.

What is its purpose?

The only thing Gong Lingwang could think of was changing the learning environment.

An Hechun blinked, clasped her hands behind her back, tilted her head slightly, and her downturned eyes gave her a gentle look.

"Let's continue practicing."

Miyamine Nozomi switched the stick in her hand between her left and right hands. Anwa-senpai did the right thing; it was right not to continue the conversation on Kohinata's topic.

"gather--!"

Daidouji Seiko's voice resounded across the playground through the loudspeaker, and the two groups that had been scattered eventually came together.

"Oh my god, as expected of Liu Mu, she's dressed so cutely."

Willow Wood Lamp was waiting for instructions when a pretentious voice, which was clearly praising someone, suddenly came from beside her, but without any intonation.

She turned her head and found it was Gong Lingwang.

I could hear some girls saying things like, "He's so handsome!" "He looks like a character from a game!" "I'm coming!"—all nonsensical lines.

"What's going on?" Liu Mujie said, pouting.

Gongling Wang's gaze went downwards.

Her legs weren't as thin and straight as chopsticks, but rather had a healthy, fleshy shape, with the rounded inner thighs lightly touching each other without a single gap.

Are you wearing anything?

"What?"

"Safety shorts".

He asked a shameless question with such seriousness that Liu Mujie's left hand instinctively clutched the hem of her skirt:

Why should I tell you all this?

Gong Lingwang slightly curved his lips and chuckled softly:

"I just don't want you, Willow, to be seen by anyone other than me."

Liu Mujie suddenly opened his eyes wide, then his face flushed red, and his heart pounded as he hugged his trumpet tightly, saying:

"You're crazy! Can't you be serious?"

Gong Lingwang just smiled.

He knew that although Liu Mujiedeng was stubborn, she was also a very proper girl and would definitely know how to dress.

Other girls would deliberately roll up their skirts to show as much of their thighs as possible, but she seemed to have rolled her skirt down a little.

It's very pretty, though.