I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Although Hayami Tenma was verbally declining, he was secretly filled with pride as a supervisor, and a slight smile crept onto his lips, making him look quite pleased with himself.

Gong Lingwang glanced at her, sighed, and said:

"Auntie, in order to avoid giving others a reason to criticize you, you should still accept it."

Shiraishi's mother pursed her lips, and upon careful consideration, she realized it made sense.

"......Row."

"Supervisor Hayami, let's go."

"Ah."

On the way to room C3, her slippers made a soft sound as they stepped on the wooden floor behind me.

Miyamine looked at Hayami Tenma Sei and said:

"You still seem willing to accept it?"

"...If the other party continues like this, then I have no choice but to accept it; I'm the kind of person who won't refuse."

"Try to accept as few of these favors as possible. The benefits you receive because of your profession may one day turn into a sword that pierces you."

However, faced with Miyamine Nozomi's earnest advice, Hayami Tenma Sei only pouted slightly and said:

"What are you saying? You act like you know everything."

He was just a child.

"Isn't Supervisor Hayami only recently entered the workforce?" Miyamine Nozomi said bluntly.

"That's still better than Gongling."

Hayami Tenma Sei frowned slightly, looking somewhat displeased, but the words that came out of her mouth sounded more like a coquettish complaint.

"Besides, you know I'm the supervisor, so why do you always talk to me in such an adult tone? It's disrespectful."

It was definitely because of the clothes; I always felt like he was treating me like a country bumpkin.

Gongling Wang glanced back at her; this outfit was truly unappealing to him. He rarely maintained such a calm demeanor in front of Hayami.

"Because in my mind, Supervisor Hayami is not very mature."

"What are you saying? I'm much more mature than you, both in terms of age and social experience," Hayami Tenma complained.

Gongling Wang didn't continue the conversation on this topic, and took out his electronic card to open the door and get power.

Hayami Tenma looked around from the doorway, pretending to examine the layout of the soundproof room, while his fingers subtly clenched the hem of his clothes.

Unexpectedly, she ended up in a room alone with Miyamine Nozomi. If Ayaka Osaka found out, she would think she had gone crazy.

"Is it that small?" Hayami Tenma asked, feigning composure.

"How much bigger could it be if it's just the two of us? Please have a seat."

"Well."

Hayami Tenma Sei sat on the sofa.

Her back was straighter than usual, her hands were folded on her thighs, and her toes were tightly pressed together inside her slippers, gripping the rubber soles.

She appeared nervous, whereas logically, it should be the student who is nervous during individual tutoring.

But when she was with Gong Lingwang, the person she was nervous about changed, and the person she was tutoring also changed.

"I heard that wearing these rubber slippers makes your feet smell really bad, is that true?" Gong Lingwang asked while fiddling with the broadcasting equipment.

Hayami Tenma felt like his ears had been burned, and he rubbed his toes against the surface of his shoe.

"It's alright, at least it didn't smell too bad when I wore it."

Gongling Wang said:

"I remember those Crocs, if you wore them all day they would smell really bad because the sweat couldn't escape and the soles of your feet couldn't breathe."

Hayami Tenma unconsciously arched her legs, allowing air to circulate beneath her feet, as if she could smell the scent she had imagined:

"I pay a lot of attention to skincare."

How to maintain it?

He seemed to just want to find a topic to talk about during his busy schedule, and didn't seem to have any other intentions. Hayami Tenma Sei, with his legs pressed tightly together, said:

"Soak your feet in warm water every day, and then apply lotion and foot cream."

“Oh.” Miyamune nodded.

Hayami Tenma raised his hand to smooth his bangs and asked:

"What do you ask for this?"

"Because Director Hayami's feet look very well-maintained, I wanted to ask about them and also buy some things for Yanagi."

Hayami Tenma was quite puzzled, but then he remembered that he was the supervisor, so he puffed out his chest and said:

"Gong Ling, there are some things you can't say to the supervisor, understand? You can say these things to other girls, but not to me."

After debugging the equipment, Gong Lingwang said:

"I'm asking you, can you play the piano?"

He immediately got into the zone, which stunned Hayami Tenma Sei, who then quickly nodded and said:

"meeting."

The first musical instrument most people learn is usually the piano.

Because the piano can visually demonstrate harmony, intervals, and transposition, it doesn't require practicing breath control or embouchure. Therefore, it's essential to focus your energy on music instruction.

"Let me see what you're capable of first, look at me."

Gongling Wang raised his hand and said,

"I will clap three rhythms with my hand. Listen carefully to the first one, and then say it directly with a 'da' sound."

"Oh."

Next, Miyamine Nozomi shot a 4/4 time signature.

"Slap, slap, slap slap, slap."

Hayami Tenma thought it was very simple; even elementary school students could probably imitate it and pronounce it correctly.

As a mentor, hearing and a sense of rhythm are fundamental.

Miyamine Nozomi took another set of deliberately incorrect 4/4 time signatures, which Hayami Tenma Sei was able to pronounce smoothly.

"This is too easy. I'm not a child."

"Shouldn't I at least know your own capabilities?"

"It doesn't matter if it's even harder."

Despite her confidence, Miyamune was not impatient and continued to use the 2/4 time signature of the march and the 3/4 time signature of the waltz.

She can clearly replicate even the mistakes that Hayami Tenma Sei makes, and she can also correctly spot the deliberate errors made by Miyamine Nozomi.

"I already know all of these, so let's not waste time. It's better if I start by learning an instrument."

Hayami Tenma Sei looked like a top student complaining that the questions were too easy.

Gong Lingwang clicked his tongue and said:

"Now I'm the one teaching you, I'm the supervisor, and I decide how I'm taught. Just listen."

".......you."

Hayami Tenma Sei blushed, feeling somewhat ashamed to be scolded by his own student.

"You have to understand that many instructors come from music education backgrounds. They can't possibly be proficient in all instruments. As an instructor, that's the most important thing."

He raised his finger and pointed to his ear.

Hayami Tenma Sei puffed out her chest, raised her eyebrows, and said:

“I’m very smart. Do you think it’s easy to become a supervisor in Wakayama City? I came in first place.”

I was referring to the ears.

Gongling Wang sighed and said,

"Aural discrimination is the core of a mentor, distinguishing the tempo, pitch, and volume balance in an ensemble."

"You mean I don't need to learn any new musical instruments?"

"Actually, you don't need to master a new instrument. What you need to learn is the basic knowledge of instruments, the range of each instrument, the rules of transposition, and everyday issues, such as how a saxophone reed that is too dry will sound hoarse, and how a brake piston that is not flexible will cause it to jam."

With her back to the media table, Miyamine Nozomi made a pyramid-shaped hand gesture and said...

"In short, your focus should be on ensemble training rather than individual techniques on a particular instrument. I can help you solve these technical problems one by one."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear and resolute, each word pronounced distinctly, revealing an air of composure in his mastery of knowledge.

Hayami Tenma Sei stared at him in disbelief.

His demeanor didn't seem like an act; it was an steadfastness that seemed to come from his very bones.

"What do you mean by helping me solve this?" she asked, realizing what was happening.

Gongling Wang said:

"I will help you privately handle the individual skills of all the instruments in the department."

He said it casually, but only Tenma Hayami knew how outrageous it was.

He can master all the skills of all musical instruments by himself?

Seeing that Hayami Tenma was in a daze, Miyamine Nozomi clasped her hands together, quietly sighed, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, I'll have Director Hayami serve as a good advisor to the Haruki Brass Band, and as long as I want you to stay, no one can get rid of you."

Hayami Tenma looked up and stared directly at him, his eyes radiating an imposing and authoritative aura.

Moreover, those words were like a lover whispering a soft, downy breath in her ear, each syllable softening the corners of her heart.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes, but her ears burned. She wanted to say something, but a strange emotion choked her, and it took her a long time to finally speak:

"You have quite the nerve... Aren't you afraid of Daidouji-kun?"

Gongling Wang said dismissively:

"Daidouji-senpai should be glad that she's older than me and that we're not in the same voice range."

Hayami Tenma's heart pounded, as if someone had placed a newly hatched chick inside his heart, fluttering its wings.

"What if she insists on chasing me away later?"

Gong Lingwang's gaze fell on her, and her fingers twirled back and forth as if full of anticipation.

"The one who leaves will definitely be her, because I have my eye on Director Hayami."

"Well--"

Hayami Tenma's eyelashes trembled repeatedly, and she was like a young girl with overflowing spring fever, soaking in warm water, her bones feeling half-numb.

Is this what it feels like to be pampered...?

Wait, something's not right!

Hayami Tenma Sei quickly widened her eyes. This can't be. She's not a young girl anymore. How can she get carried away by just a few words from him?

Maintaining the demeanor of a supervisor is essential!

"Miyarei, I'm so glad you said that, thank you," Hayami Tenma Sei said with a smile.

Miyamine Nozomi raised her hand, looked at her fingers, and said:

"You're too happy too soon. If you can't achieve the results I'm looking for before June, then you should leave as soon as possible."

"W-What are you doing?"

Hayami Tenma bit her lower lip, her fingers twitching at her loose trousers, her tone unconsciously softening.

"You suddenly said such hurtful things to me..."

"In short, you have to meet my expectations and study hard, understand?"

"......Um."