I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Although Miyamine Nozomi was also quite curious, he wondered what it would taste like when the scents of more than fifty girls were mixed together.

Hayami Tenma Sei was a little embarrassed. He secretly glanced at the head of student affairs, who was sitting at the far left with a single desk, and said:

"There's nothing I can do about it..."

"Can't you even offer a suggestion? Supervisor Hayami is so useless."

"you--!"

Hayami Tenma's face flushed slightly, both angry and anxious at what he said.

Gu Huayin hooked her little finger around Gong Lingwang's arm and said:

“Junior Gongling, don’t say that. You should respect the supervisor.”

"I'm sorry." Miyamine bowed in apology.

Hayami Tenma Sei alternating between his legs said:

"I will talk to my supervisor, but there's nothing I can do if I can't do it."

"Please excuse us, we won't bother you any longer." Gu Huayin bowed and was about to leave with Gong Lingwang.

Hayami Tenma bit his right lip: "Miyarei, you stay."

Gu Huayin turned around without even looking back. In her mind, it wasn't unusual for Gong Ling to stay, after all, she was Gong Lingwang's homeroom teacher.

"What's wrong?" asked Gongling Wang.

Hayami Tenma Sei frowned, her delicate oval face contorted with a resentful expression, and said:

Don't you think you've become increasingly disrespectful to me lately?

"But I've always been like this..."

"It's okay in private, but how can you do this in front of other people?"

"......"

A complex expression appeared on Gong Lingwang's face.

Hayami Tenma Sei snapped out of his daze and realized that his words had a deeper meaning, and blushed as he said:

"What I mean is that you need to respect me in front of others! I can respect you in private, so why can't you?"

What she said makes a lot of sense. When Miyamine Nozomi was giving instructions, Hayami Tenma Sei really acted like a humble student.

Perhaps I really offended them, and I need to learn from this experience.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake so quickly, Hayami Tenma Sei's face showed a look of surprise. Suddenly, she squeezed her legs together, and her black low-heeled shoes made a "clunking" sound on the ground.

"W-what? You could be a good student, right?" she said softly.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Hayami Tenma glanced around, but no other supervisors were looking at him. After all, it was perfectly natural to talk about academic topics with students in the office.

Should I go tonight?

She seemed to be talking about something very embarrassing, and her voice was much softer than before.

"Sure, I have time."

"Well."

Hayami Tenma's heartbeat reacted before his brain could react; a tingling, expectant feeling spread from his chest, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitched upwards.

It wasn't until the head of student affairs coughed that she instantly straightened her back, put on a serious expression, and said:

"Let's go. If you do this again, I won't let you off the hook."

Gongling Wang: "...?"

What is that?

But this was an office, and Gongling Wang was too lazy to ask, so he turned and left.

◇

Within the trumpet section.

It's really difficult to find your own private space to practice within the school.

It's not that Kirishima Ruka doesn't want to stay in the practice room to practice, it's just that when she plays the same passage, she gets compared to others.

From childhood to adulthood, she had no desire to compete with others, but if she wanted to perform on stage, competition was unavoidable.

Next week is the audition, but the trumpet section will have even fewer opportunities to practice together.

"call--"

Kirishima Ruka looked out the window.

Apart from the sounds of musical instruments, the place was extremely quiet. All the colors in the eyes seemed to melt into the dewy, tender green, dazzling and transparent.

Hearing the sound of pulleys, I turned my head and saw Willow Knot Lantern carrying a small trumpet walking in.

The two stared at each other across the distance. Kirishima Ruka's throat moved slightly as she took a shallow breath, the warm air smoothly entering her chest.

"Good morning," she greeted him proactively.

"Ah."

The willow wood lamp reacted indifferently and moved to the steel tube chair.

She covered her buttocks with one hand, and as she sat down, she ran her palm along the outline of her body backward, pressing the hem of her uniform skirt against her thigh.

Kirishima Ruka turned to look at her, pressed the key all the way down with her fingertip, and asked softly:

"Want to practice together?"

Liu Mujie raised his slightly sharp eyes, as if hesitating, the words of refusal already rising in his throat.

"So few, why do I only ever see the two of you?"

The door's rollers turned again, and Sumire Amamiya appeared in the doorway. Her skin, visible above her black stockings and below her skirt, was clearly covered in sunscreen.

"Amamiya-kun."

In response to Kirishima Ruka's greeting, she simply smiled, then walked straight to Yanagi Yuuka's side, clasped her hands behind her back, and said:

"Did Liu Mu come alone today?"

Willow Knot Lantern glanced at her:

"what?"

"very scary."

Sumire Amamiya was clearly frightened by her gaze and shrank her shoulders.

She didn't have a deep relationship with Liu Mujiedeng.

But she knew that this girl was Daidouji's younger sister, though she felt nothing at all.

"Sorry, I've probably gotten into the habit of coming to school early every day, so I only saw you coming alone."

Sumire Amamiya leaned forward slightly, her scarf and hair falling down with gravity, and said, pinching her chin with her fingers.

"I'm curious, why are you alone? Isn't Gongling with you?"

The moment the name Miyamine Nozomi was mentioned, Yanagi Yutō's expression subtly changed, a change noticed by the other two.

"What does this have to do with you? I just came early because I was too lazy to wake him."

"Well, Liu Mu, you don't need to doubt me. Since I just joined the brass band, I'm thinking of making more friends."

Sumire Amamiya covered her cheek with her left hand and waved her right hand in the air, pretending to calm down.

"You seemed a bit down, and I was wondering if it was related to Gongling or something..."

"boring."

Liu Mujie thought she was just like any other girl and wanted to tease her by mentioning Gongling Wang.

Seeing her uninterested expression, Sumire Amamiya's lips curled into a mischievous smile as she softly said:

"So it really is about Miyamune-kun? Are you worried about his relationship with Shiraishi-kun? Well, after all, I saw them having dinner together last night."

"Shut up!"

Upon hearing her say that, Liu Mujiedeng immediately widened her eyes in tension and subconsciously wanted to tell her to shut up.

But then she immediately realized what was happening, stood up, and reached out to grab Sumire Amamiya's arm, the chair leg scraping against the floor with a short, sharp screech.

"So what exactly happened?!"

"Well?"

Seeing her strong reaction, Kirishima Ruka instinctively turned around to look.

Seemingly pleased to see the willow branch lantern in this state, Sumire Amamiya raised her small hand to cover her smiling lips and said:

"I just happened to see it last night when I went out to find food. But don't worry, I think the two of them are still innocent. At least I think even if you want to flirt, you shouldn't take a girl to eat such an old-fashioned thing as buckwheat noodles."

Her words lingered on the tip of Liu Mujiedeng's tongue, prompting him to recall last night.

He must have noticed the changes in her body at that time. If he had been more proactive, she might have reluctantly gone along with him.

But none of this happened. Not only did he not accept it, but he also seemed eager to leave.

At first, Liu Mujie thought the problem was with him, but it seems that's not the case.

It seems that ever since I refused to help him vent, this bad guy has gone to other girls to vent.

Maybe he was just finished last night, which is why he has no interest in that area.

But how could Xiaotong...?

Regret and anger swirled within Liu Mujie.

No... this news might be fake.

"You're not lying on purpose to make fun of me, are you?" Liu Mujie asked, frowning.

"How could that be?"

Sumire Amamiya raised her hand to brush a strand of hair away, revealing her ear, which was usually covered, and said...

"I just feel that since Liu Mu has been practicing so hard, he should also pay more attention to other things."

"is it?"

Willowwood Lamp stared intently into her eyes.

Sumire Amamiya's harmless face bears a striking resemblance in some ways to Nozomi Miyamine:

"Yes."

“Hmm…” Willow Wood Lamp lowered his gaze.

"You really care about it?"

Sumire Amamiya said gently,

"But nothing really happened, so it's probably best not to overthink it, okay?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"I wanted to be friends with Liu Mu, so I secretly told you."

Willow Wood Lamp pursed his lips, picked up his trumpet and walked out, seemingly no longer in the mood to practice.

I went outside and headed towards the flute and piccolo practice section.

Inside, only Erika Toda was present.

"Toda-senpai, where are Miyamine and Hitomi?" Yanagi Yuto raised her hand and gently knocked on the door.

Erika Toda looked up and said with a smile:

"Gongling just went to the office with Minister Guhua. It seems that Junior Shiraishi is practicing somewhere else. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"fine."

Willow Knot Lantern shook his head, turned and went to the instrument management room. He first carefully put the trumpet into its case and placed it on the shelf before walking quickly toward the office.