I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Chiyo Akamatsu lowered her head, sniffed, and said:

"Toda, your hair smells so good! Do you wash your hair in the morning? Or did you wash it last night so it could stay in the air for so long?"

Sumire Amamiya subconsciously took a few steps closer to the door; she didn't really want this atmosphere to spread to her.

Why are you asking this?

Medieval Kohatsu frowned and directly began to speak with Akamatsu Chiyo.

"Stop bothering the younger generation."

Akamatsu Chiyo disagreed, lowered her head and leaned closer to look at Toda Erika's sheet music, saying:

"What are Toda's thoughts on the flute solo?"

Erika Toda swallowed hard, straightened her back, and said:

That's how I see it.

Sumire Amamiya grinned. "Heh, what an old joke..."

“I was referring to the soloist,” Chiyo Akamatsu said.

"That must be junior Gong Ling."

Erika Toda was more open-minded about this than anyone else; her legs were slightly parted beneath her skirt, and the soft sound of the skirt rubbing against her thighs could be heard.

"Junior Gong Ling is an excellent flute player. It's reassuring to have him as a soloist. I think everyone feels the same way as me."

Sumire Amamiya paused for a moment, then a meaningful smile appeared on her lips as she said:

"Eh~~ Letting a junior perform the solo, even though you're only a second-year student now, there are only two such opportunities in total, right? Hey, right, Toda-senpai?"

Her voice sounded exceptionally clear and pure, yet it carried a subtle, sharp quality within its sweetness.

But Erika Toda didn't understand at all. Instead, she looked at her with a confused and innocent expression, tilting her head as she said:

"Hmm? What else? I've always thought it was the right thing to do to send Junior Gongling. Xiaojin, you probably haven't heard him play the flute before, you'll like it."

".......Hmm."

A soft, sleepy sound escaped Sumire Amamiya's throat, followed by a low, almost inaudible moan.

"I won't bother the senior students. It's good for your health and mood to start practicing early."

"Bye-bye." Erika Toda waved.

Watching her disappear from sight, Nakajiko Hijira raised her hand, smoothed her hair, and smiled:

"Xiao Jin is very cute. She can chat with anyone and plays the oboe very well."

"Aside from her figure being a bit lacking, everything else is really good. But pulling the skirt down below the knee actually gives her a strange kind of charm..."

Chiyo Akamatsu rubbed her chin, adopting a thoughtful expression, and said:

"I get it! The thighs that we can usually see are like magic on her! Because she never shows them! I want to see them!"

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Nakajiko Rizhao sighed.

Erika Toda could only smile and agree, then quickly looked at Nakajiko Higeru and said:

"I had never heard of anyone on campus who could play the oboe before. It's really amazing."

Medieval ancient sun shines with wide eyes and says:

"Huh? You didn't know?"

"what?"

"Xiao Jin is the Holy Son's younger sister."

".......ah?"

"what?"

Two surprised sounds rang out in the practice room.

The three looked up and saw that Miyamine Nozomi was standing at the door, carrying a flute case.

"Good morning, junior Gongling." Zhongshigu Rizhao's eyes drooped slightly, making him appear extremely kind.

After approaching and greeting the three, Gongling Wang hurriedly asked:

"Amamiya-san is Daidouji-senpai's younger sister?"

He wasn't being nosy; he was genuinely shocked.

Because judging from their physiques, Daidouji-senpai's figure completely overwhelms Amamiya Sumire's in every aspect.

From the outside, the two have no connection whatsoever.

"I heard it's a blended family."

Chiyo Akamatsu leaned against the table, braced herself with her hands, and plopped down on it, her thighs bulging outwards. She gently wiggled her indoor shoes and said...

"It hasn't been many years, they weren't even in the same junior high school before."

Upon hearing this, Erika Toda's face showed pity, and she murmured softly:

"Reconstituted families..."

Gong Lingwang was very depressed.

Where exactly is the problem in this society, or is it something else?

Why do most of the girls around me not have happy and fulfilling families? They're either both deceased or divorced.

Well, here comes another reorganization.

"Then why didn't she join the brass band before, and only joined now?" Miyamune asked.

Chiyo Akamatsu shook her head and said:

"I don't know, and besides, it's only been a few months since school started, so it's normal to be a little late."

"Wow, that's amazing." Miyamine Nozomi took a deep breath and said, "I never would have guessed that."

The two of them never showed any sisterly relationship on ordinary days. Not to mention at school, they even acted like strangers in the brass band.

"Impressive, isn't it? It's this big!"

Chiyo Akamatsu held a ball in the air with both hands, which then shrank in the next second.

"One, so~~small~!"

"Chiyo—!" Nakajiko Hidate couldn't stand it anymore and raised her hand to pinch her ear.

"It hurts so much—!"

Seeing Akamatsu-senpai's ear being twisted, Miyamine Nozomi agreed with what she said in her heart, but it was normal that they were not related by blood.

However, the way we treat Sumire Amamiya might be different in the future, after all, she is the younger sister of the cold and aloof senior.

Miyamine placed the instrument case next to Akamatsu Chiyo, and the fine blue veins on her thigh were clearly visible.

"I'd like to ask, have the results for the number of people involved in arranging the self-selected tracks been released yet?"

"Oh, I think I received it last night."

Chiyo Akamatsu took out her phone from her skirt pocket, and Nozomi Miyamine sat down next to her without saying a word, showing no restraint whatsoever.

"Clang." She held the phone firmly in her hand, seemingly not wanting him to take it and look at it.

Gong Lingwang could only get close to her; the screen displayed a list of fifty-five people.

His gaze swept past everything else and landed directly on the oboe, where only one person's name was clearly written.

It seems that Daidouji Seiko has no intention of leaving a spot for Kato Ai.

"Could you send me this chart?" Miyamune asked.

Chiyo Akamatsu laughed and said, "Wow, that's impressive. This way of adding friends is really easy to learn."

"Email is fine too, I'm not picky."

"Girls don't like hearing that."

The two exchanged contact information, and Nakaseko Hitsuru blinked, thinking that the two might get along well.

I really don't know if this is a good thing or not.

"Thank you, senior." Gong Lingwang took a deep breath unconsciously; she had a faint, pleasant fragrance about her.

Chiyo Akamatsu patted him on the back and said, "You're welcome."

She herself does not seem to be opposed to physical contact.

Then, Miyamine Nozomi left the practice room, watched by Toda and the others.

"Hmm..."

Erika Toda was a little depressed, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Why does he always take a walk outside when he arrives early every day? It's something all boys do to relax.

◇

Miyamine walked along the corridor to the bassoon and oboe section.

"Speaking of which, isn't Kansai the strongest region?"

"What year of human life are you living in? You're no longer one."

"Isn't that right?"

"The strongest wind instrument region right now is Kyushu. They are so strong that they have four spots in the national competition, and what's even more outrageous is that all four of them won gold medals last year."

"That's amazing..."

There was a bassoon player, a tuba player, and a percussionist.

Gongling Wangdu wondered if he had gone to the wrong place, and even went back to take a look at the department name on the doorplate.

The strangest thing is that Sumire Amamiya is not there, even though I clearly saw her leave the flute practice room.

"You've come to the right place. This is the bassoon and oboe section."

Amano Sari, holding a bassoon, said with a smile

"Junior Brother Gongling, are you looking for someone?"

She looks like Toda-senpai, a very simple and quiet girl, but she exudes a more Taisho-esque aura.

Gong Lingwang asked:

Where is Kato?

"I don't know, she doesn't usually arrive at the practice room this early."

Amano Sari smiled awkwardly.

"Although I didn't force her to arrive early, practice still depends on her self-discipline."

Gongling Wang nodded in agreement.

"Senior Anhe, could it be that she stayed up too late playing games with you guys last night?"

An Hechun shook her head, but the white hair knot in her hair looked extremely lively:

"How could that be? We stopped playing at nine o'clock in the evening, then went out for a while and ate spicy soup."

Kohinata, who had been sitting nearby for a long time, swallowed and said:

"The spicy soup is delicious, especially the teardrop-shaped one with the striped pattern."

"A circus tent?"

Amano Sari replied with a smile.

"That's a crab roe bun, I think it's delicious too."

"Delicious!" said Kohikari.

"It's mala tang (spicy hot pot)."

Gong Lingwang pointed out that the shops outside only sign "Mala Tang" (spicy soup), not "Mala Tang" (spicy hot pot).

"Oh."