I play wind instruments in Kansai.

“Practice with Toda, and I want to see you every morning from now on.” There was not a trace of warmth in Daidouji Seiko’s tone.

Gongling Wang said with a smile:

"Is meeting so many times a luxury?"

Daidoji Seiko glanced at him, her eyes unwavering, like the surface of a frozen lake in winter, clear and unobstructed.

She didn't say a word and went straight downstairs.

Her legs, long and straight, were encased in black stockings beneath her skirt, and the buttons were fastened meticulously, which only accentuated the full curve of her breasts.

Her expression was stern, as if nothing could shake her in the slightest.

"Hot on the outside, cold on the inside, top-notch, right?"

Chiyo Akamatsu suddenly said, stroking her chin.

Gong Lingwang was startled, not knowing when she had appeared.

"good."

"Stop pretending," Chiyo Akamatsu said dismissively. "If Tanihana were a little taller, she could definitely put up a fight with her."

"That probably won't work. Tanihana-senpai's hairstyle is gentler, and even if she grows taller, it won't feel the same. Hmm... Daidouji-senpai's long, straight black hair is definitely more suitable."

"You know a lot!"

"No, no..."

"Black stockings are a big plus. White stockings don't have the same feel. Curvy girls should wear stockings."

"Yes, yes."

He and Akamatsu-senpai didn't talk much, but as they delved deeper into certain topics, he discovered that their understanding of certain things was surprisingly similar.

Before class, the two sat by the window at the end of the corridor, exchanging opinions in hushed tones and giving their impressions of the other members.

There is only one undisputed top-notch quality, countless first-rate qualities, and three promising futures.

71. Twenty times leverage!

"I feel like this year's special training will be incredibly tough, everyone's taking it really seriously!"

"It's too early to talk about summer now. The competition is still a long way off, and besides, we're not even guaranteed to win."

"Losing confidence is a cardinal sin in military strategy!"

"Excessive arrogance is a major taboo in military strategy!"

"Well, Xiao Jin can be quite nitpicky sometimes."

"That's not true at all. I was just marveling at how you, Shinobu, have such thoughts. It shows how outstanding you are."

"Tch, see if I believe you or not."

"If you can't trust your good friend of so many years, who can you trust?"

"You're even fooling yourself with that statement, oboe master."

"Never mind, just take it as a compliment."

Under the sycamore trees in the club building, two girls were idly enjoying the breeze.

To Sumire Amamiya's somewhat "arrogant" attitude, Shinobu Yamada simply shrugged and said:

"Master Amamiya's appointment at this critical moment is truly remarkable. If he makes a stunning debut on the field and attracts all the attention, Daidouji-senpai will think, 'Wow, my little sister is amazing!'"

Sumire Amamiya pouted slightly, placed her hands on the cement bricks, and leaned forward, causing her chest to sag beneath her uniform.

She's always been very open and honest with this best friend who's been in the same kindergarten since they were kids and who still sports pigtails all these years:

"What is this? I never thought about having to compete. I didn't have any particularly grand goals for joining the brass band."

"What's wrong? Did you have a fight with Daidouji-senpai?"

"It has nothing to do with her."

Sumire Amamiya lowered her head, her fingers hooking the top of her black knee-high socks and pulling them up.

"Speaking of which, isn't there an oboe in the group? She was clearly not happy when I arrived. It's the hardest thing to get along with people like that."

"what......"

Yamada Shinobu rested her fingers on her chin, hesitated for a moment, and then said...

"Kato-san... she's no good. She doesn't know anything about it. She just thought she was good at the oboe and went on stage. She can't compare to you, Sumire."

Sumire Amamiya glanced at her, adopting a commanding posture, her eyes carrying a hidden meaning:

"The brass band is a small society with strong interpersonal relationships. Protecting yourself is the top priority, rather than competing for the lead."

"That's true."

Yamada Shinobu's legs stretched straight out beneath her skirt, her shoes bouncing happily back and forth. She tilted her head and smiled, saying...

"But I still want to go on stage and play with you, Xiaojin."

"Come on, as if you can do it. Besides, I asked Daidouji-senpai, and you can only play three bass horns, okay?"

"It's alright, three rounds is quite a lot."

Shinobu Yamada held up her finger and said...

"If you remove the tuba and double bass from the bass section, there are five tubas. With Captain Tanihana, Senior Fukui, and Shinobu Yamada, wow, that makes exactly three people. How perfect."

She shamelessly added her own name.

Sumire Amamiya instinctively tilted her head up, and through the dappled light filtering through the leaves, she saw something:

"Kohinata is from Hoshibayashi. I saw her at the last parade. Even during the parade, she praised him very highly."

"So what if it's Hoshibayashi! I'm from Noguchi!"

Yamada Shinobu puffed out her thin chest, stuck out her chin, and said...

"The teachers there all say I'm a very capable child!"

A hint of pleasure crossed Sumire Amamiya's face, and she let out a soft, relaxed smile.

"What does this have to do with the elementary school we attended?"

Shinobu Yamada exaggeratedly raised her hands and said in a loud voice:

"So what does this have to do with the school she came to? I'll kick her out anytime! I'll show her who the loudest bass of the year is!"

Sumire Amamiya reminded him:

"I don't know if they'll hear us, but please speak quietly. There are two people watching us from above."

Shinobu Yamada looked up and saw two people peering down from the window on the fifth floor.

It was Miyamine Nozomi and Akamatsu Chiyo; I wondered what they were talking about.

"This is bad, it's Miyamune-kun," Yamada Shinobu whispered, suddenly becoming reserved.

Seeing her friend's expression, Sumire Amamiya smiled knowingly and poked her cheek with her finger, saying:

Why are you so cautious when his name is mentioned?

"W-what?!"

Yamada Shinobu blushed, her head spinning.

"Xiao Jin, you haven't heard his flute. It's amazing. Even the head of the Hasebe group couldn't stand the stomach cramps. People from top schools are indeed different!"

“You previously said that you had nothing to do with the school you came to.”

"W-this is different!"

Yamada Shinobu quickly straightened her posture, placing her hands steadily on her thighs, adopting a dignified appearance.

"I heard he's dating Liu Mu, but it seems like they're not actually dating..."

The twin-tailed girl's eyes sparkled, her face clearly displaying the thought, "Maybe I might have a chance too."

Sumire Amamiya's lips curled up, and she consciously revealed an irresistibly cute smile:

"Really? You're jealous?"

Within the brass band, talented individuals are popular even among their own sex, let alone someone of the opposite sex like Miyamune Nozomi.

"No way!" Yamada Shinobu said, keeping a straight face and pursing her lower lip.

"Come on, tell me! I promise I won't tell anyone else. My lips are very sealed, you know?"

"No way! Ugh! Why did you suddenly bring this up!"

She reached out and gently patted Sumire Amamiya's shoulder, and the two playfully teased and laughed in the courtyard.

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Miyamine Nozomi sat back in the classroom for a while, but still didn't see Kato Ai. Instead, Yanagi Yuuka came in right after her from the classroom door.

She walked straight over, her uniform shirt gleaming in the light, and her bow tie was neatly tied.

"What were you talking about with Akamatsu-senpai? And you were standing so close together?"

Liu Mujie stood in front of his desk, squinted slightly, and asked condescendingly.

Gong Lingwang lay on the table. He really liked Liu Mu's thighs, which were long and firm, with every inch taut with the tautness unique to athletic girls.

Upon closer inspection, the sweat stains were not completely dry, shimmering against the skin.

"Let's talk about some trivial things."

That's too uninformative; I'd be looked down upon if I said it.

"Huh?" Willowwood Lamp raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Gongling Wang raised his head, looked at the first-rate girl in front of him, and sighed softly, saying:

"Let's not talk about that. Kato-kun wants to leave the club. What are you going to say?"

"So what?"

Willow Knot Lamp looked down at him, the lines of her jawline were exceptionally clear, and there were also sweat marks on the side of her neck.

Gongling Wang straightened his back and asked:

"You don't want her to stay?"

"Why? If she doesn't like it, she can leave. What's the point of forcing her to stay?"

In Yuuto Yanagi's eyes, even if she forcibly tried to keep Ai Kato, it would be to no avail.

Since she couldn't change Kato Ai's current situation, forcing her to stay would be irresponsible and only a way to satisfy her own vanity regarding friendship.

Gongling Wang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

"Liu Mu, you're so smart. If we can be together in the future, I won't have to worry about whether we can understand each other."

"Huh?" Willow Wood Lamp leaned against her slender waist with one hand. "Have you always thought I was an idiot?"

She was actually more concerned with the first half of the sentence.

Miyamine Nozomi simply put Kato Ai's matter out of her mind and said:

"I've seen the arrangement for this A section; there are six people in the trumpet section."

"I know."

She gave the impression that she didn't need you to remind her.

"But there is only one chief."

"I know too."

Gongling Wang said with a smile:

"Want to come to my house and practice with me alone?"

Undeniably, he always harbored ulterior motives towards Liu Mujie.

Even if a situation arises in the future where one of the three must be chosen, for now, at least he is on Liu Mujie Deng's side and is very willing to spend time training her.

Upon hearing her words, Liu Mujie's tone noticeably softened, and her eyes held an indescribable emotion.