I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"If there's something I don't know, and Amano-senpai doesn't know it either, then who should I ask?"

She always looks adorable whenever someone is watching her.

Sari Amano could only laugh awkwardly, because she played the bassoon and, aside from the timbre on the sheet music, she wasn't sure she could understand the oboe.

Daidoji Seiko was caught off guard by her seemingly matter-of-fact question and couldn't answer it.

The lack of excellent instructors in the Haruki Concert Club has always been a hurdle she can't get over.

This has nothing to do with whether the members become excellent; if the mentors are incompetent, all efforts are meaningless.

A subtle silence suddenly filled the first music classroom. Daidouji Seiko did not have absolute confidence in saying, "If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me."

The oboe is widely recognized as the most difficult instrument. While she is indeed very accomplished in the trumpet, she doesn't believe that Sumire Amamiya can play the oboe as well as she can play it.

Seeing that Daidouji Seiko looked like he couldn't explain it, Amamiya Sumire quickly said:

"I'm so sorry, I've always had a habit of asking about things that haven't happened yet. I'll try my best to know everything."

She was apologizing verbally, but there was no trace of remorse on her face.

Miyamine Nozomi was very curious. Why was Sumire Amamiya's words so directed at Daidouji Seiko?

"You can ask me."

At this moment, Hayami Tenma Sei's face flushed slightly as he spoke.

"I will do my best to help you answer your questions."

Her blush wasn't from shyness, but from saying something outrageous that even she couldn't control.

Hayami Tenma Sei knew how difficult the oboe was, as evidenced by the sheer number of people playing it.

"Um—thank you."

Sumire Amamiya paused for a moment. Her face no longer held the seductive little devil smile, nor the angelic smile; all expression vanished from her face without a trace.

All that's left is the sullen face of a child standing in front of a toy store, upset that her parents won't buy her a toy.

It seems she doesn't dare to be sarcastic or unfriendly towards the supervisor at all.

To end this heavy topic, Daidouji Seiko dismissed the club members and sent them back to the practice room.

Hayami Tenma Sei's gaze quickly searched for Miyamine Nozomi's figure. Just as he was about to call him to ask for clarification, Daidouji Seiko approached him.

"Supervisor Hayami".

"what?"

Hayami Tenma Sei stared at her blankly.

The girl's figure revealed a soft yet vibrant fullness, the fabric of her uniform stretched across her chest, creating a shallow curve.

Every time he got close to her, Hayami Tenma Sei would think to himself that Daidoji was too plump for her age.

Although I'm not bad myself.

"Thanks a lot."

Daidouji Seiko crossed one arm, his fingertips sinking into the soft flesh of his arm, as if sweet juice could seep out.

"I don't want to put you in a difficult position, Supervisor Hayami. I will try my best to find a suitable mentor."

Hayami Tenma Sei was silent for a while, then, to compose himself, said:

"I've said it more than once: I have a very strong learning ability. While you are practicing hard, I will also keep moving forward. As a supervisor, I will lead by example."

Her words only made Daidouji Seiko look helpless; she had come to understand to some extent what adults meant by self-esteem.

After her previous conversation with Miyamine Nozomi, she knew that if she spoke the truth now, it might cause Hayami Tenma Sei to "go berserk" and say some embarrassing things.

She was already exhausted.

“Yes.” Daidouji Seiko nodded.

Hayami Tenma Sei knew that Daidouji looked down on him.

For some reason, she felt suffocated, as if her belief in learning had been denied.

Her gaze wandered aimlessly before she seemed to notice someone's presence and looked in the direction of Tani Hanane.

The extremely kind and amiable minister was talking to Nana Shida, a smile on his face that made one's heart flutter.

It was supposed to be a meeting that would determine the direction of the department, but the minister barely said a word.

Does it mean you don't care?

Just as Hayami Tenma was feeling confused, a thought suddenly struck him and he realized that he should hurry up and find Miyamine Nozomi, even if he was treated as a mental patient.

They insist on getting to the bottom of everything.

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"This piece is quite famous, but it's not that famous."

"It's a flute part," said Willow Knot Lantern.

Kohinata Hina sat in the chair, blinked, and asked:

"What does it mean?"

Gongling Wang understood immediately and spoke directly:

"Although it is a very famous piece, few schools use it as a competition piece in wind instrument competitions. Instead, it has a high exposure rate in various concerts and exhibitions."

"why?"

"No? Aren't you from Xinglin? Why don't you know this?" An Hechun asked, standing behind her and pinching her shoulders with both hands.

Kohinata Hinana wasn't embarrassed at all; on the contrary, she thought it was normal and tilted her head back to look at her.

An Hechun's hair gently brushed against her cheek, causing a slight itch.

"I just don't know much about these unorthodox methods, because normally I only need to focus on my own part."

"It's better to pay more attention to these things in general, isn't it?"

Erika Toda said with a smile, her legs under her skirt swaying gently, and the skirt hem expanding "plop plop" with her movements, just like breathing.

For her, this was paradise. There were so many cute and pretty first-year students in the practice room, and even senior Anwa was there.

In the past, she would have been all alone.

That's great!

"So why isn't it a regular song in the competition?" Kohinata Hina asked curiously.

Gongling Wang stood by the window, not to look cool, but because from this spot he could see all the girls:

"Because traditional large-scale symphonies and contemporary works are more favored than narrative works, I don't really think there's much difference, but this has almost become a convention in wind instrument festivals."

Erika Toda turned her head to look at him and asked:

"Does praising narrative works mean you can't get gold?"

"No, to put it simply, as long as the club is strong enough and there are no flaws, they can win gold no matter what kind of performance they put on."

Gongling Wang's gaze fell on the area between the thighs beneath the willow knot lantern skirt, where a soft line emerged from the shadows and traveled all the way to the root of the thigh.

But it's completely invisible from this angle.

Willow Knot Lantern seemed to have noticed, but she didn't say anything, only covering her skirt with her hand.

"Speaking of which, I remember that the school that Miyamune used to attend was famous for playing narrative pieces, right?"

A voice that didn't belong to anyone in the classroom came from inside.

Sumire Amamiya appeared at the window of the corridor at some point, attracting everyone's attention.

Gongling Wang was so focused on looking at the places where Liu Mujiedeng shouldn't be seen that he didn't notice when she arrived.

"Xiao Jin".

Erika Toda waved and greeted her happily.

"Are there a lot of people chatting? I guess I'll stay here too."

As she spoke, Sumire Amamiya walked into the classroom, her calves, encased in black calf stockings, revealing their smooth curves.

Her figure appeared petite and delicate here, similar to that of Kohikari Hina.

But Miyamine Nozomi vaguely felt that her buttocks were more perky than Kohinata's.

Amamiya Sumire glanced around, then walked straight toward Miyamine Nozomi and stood close beside him.

The sudden closeness startled Liu Mujie, who jerked off his chair and glared fiercely at Gong Lingwang.

—Wait, why are you glaring at me? Shouldn't you be glaring at her first?

Shiraishi Hitomi, who had been sitting and listening to their conversation, simply blinked and did not show any other emotion.

"Aren't you going to sit over there? There are chairs here," Miyamune Nozomi reminded him.

"...Is that not allowed?"

Sumire Amamiya tilted her head and asked,

"Miyare-kun?"

She is truly adorable; every word and action exudes a delicate charm. In her light brown eyes, it seems as if captivating, dazzling stars are hidden, unfathomable in their depths.

"..."

Gong Lingwang pursed his lips. He couldn't catch up either, but he didn't want to leave this place.

"Gongling—!"

Willowwood lamp called his name, pausing and drawing out each word, its tone full of anger.

"Oh dear, don't worry."

Amamiya Sumire suddenly took a step back, distancing herself from Miyamine Nozomi, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of her eyes and lips.

"I was just curious because I heard there were some couples in the department, and it seems that's true."

"what?"

Willowwood Lamp crossed his arms, displaying his usual tough demeanor, swallowed hard, and said...

"We're not even a couple yet."

"is it?"

Sumire Amamiya raised her hand to cover her lips and looked at Nozomi Miyamine, saying...

"Then I can ask you boldly and confidently: between Anhe-senpai and Liumu-kun, which one does Miyamine-kun prefer?"

"—!"

Willow Wood Lamp clenched her small hands into fists. Her first impression of Amamiya Sumire was not good. What kind of girl would stand next to a boy as soon as she arrived?

And now they're openly asking such explicit questions.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if it wasn't me."

An Hechun said with a smile that she herself did not seem to mind, nor did she think of the word "like" in that way.

Why are you asking that?

Gongling Wang always felt that she just wanted to find something to do for fun.

Sumire Amamiya pursed her lower lip slightly, her smile fading as she said:

"Then let me ask you another way. Hmm... Gongling-kun, which one do you think is more concerned about the brass band, Liu Mu or Anhe-senpai?"

The answer to this matter is already clear from the outside.

Yuuto Yanagi's concern for the brass band was completely constrained by her status as a first-year student; her dedication to the club was evident to all.

But An Hechun is openly known for her love of partying.

As the head of the percussion group, I maintain the attitude of "I participate and respect the results, but I do not express my opinions" when facing club meetings.

The results are obvious.

However, the obvious answer is certainly not the answer to this question.

Miyamori Nozomi and Amamiya Sumire exchanged glances. A sweet smile appeared on her face, but deep down she had the face of a little devil.