I play wind instruments in Kansai.

When the time comes, it won't just be Miyamine Nozomi who comes out to defend him.

Thinking of this, a surge of upward motivation welled up in Hayami Tenma's heart; he had finally found his organization.

"Hmph, no way!"

Supervisor Hayami's tone rose noticeably, and Kohimana, somewhat frightened, quickly began to tidy up:

"Let's go right away!"

With her arms crossed, Hayami Tenma's breasts appeared even rounder and fuller.

“What I mean is that you can’t practice in a place like this. I’ll help you apply for a classroom in the club building, and you can practice there from now on.”

"Really?"

"Of course, I'm the supervisor, and I keep my word."

Kato Ai and Kohinata Hina looked at each other, somewhat disbelieving.

"Kohinata-kun, are you always practicing the basics? Do you like playing long notes?"

"No, it's just that I feel we need to get these basic exercises right."

"Oh......"

Hayami Tenma was half-squatting, her thighs and waist forming an acute angle, her bodycon skirt tightly hugging her hips, revealing her rounded and smooth lines.

"So, when practicing this, are there any special things I need to pay attention to?"

"..."

Kohiko Haruna held her bass horn, a troubled expression on her face. She hadn't expected that an advisor would be asking her, a first-year student, for advice.

As if sensing her hesitation, Hayami Tenma Sei smiled gently and said:

"Did I scare you? I was just a little curious. You don't need to feel guilty. I'm not very good at playing, and there are many things I can only stay out of. But I still want to... um... learn more."

Her self-deprecating tone reminded Kohinata Hina of herself.

Even though there are many things I can't do, I still try to do them despite my limitations, and end up getting hurt.

If Suzuna were here, she would probably look down on Coach Hayami.

"Actually, there's nothing particularly special to pay attention to. You just need to have the corresponding note in your mind, and add variations, soft playing, sharp notes, smooth notes, etc. In short, you need to play the notes that you feel satisfied with."

This statement seemed to have little to do with anything, but Hayami Tenma Sei still said it with a smile:

"Really? Hinata-kun is so smart."

"It has nothing to do with intelligence. As long as you lay a solid foundation, you can easily pick up most instruments. I'm here with Kato Ai to help her build a solid foundation. Although she can't play the oboe, you can still hear the pitch."

"Listen to the pitch? I can do that."

Hayami Tenma Sei said with a broad smile,

"My hearing is pretty good; I can help you."

"Really?" Kohinata asked instinctively.

"of course."

This was said by Miyamine Nozomi herself; she has excellent hearing and is very confident in this area.

"Alright..."

Kato Ai nodded first. She had no choice at all; it was already good enough that someone was helping her.

But he harbored resentment towards Gongling Wang.

After comforting himself, this guy didn't even bother to help her.

Next, Kato Ai practiced her tuning, with Hayami Tenma Sei reminding her of the steps.

They initially thought she was exaggerating, but to Kohinata and Kato's surprise, she wasn't lying.

Although she didn't understand how to correct it, Hayami Tenma Sei could hear the subtle difference in tone; her ears were indeed quite good.

Even with several consecutive shots, she can describe the rise and fall of each note without looking at the sheet music.

However, as the number of beats increased, Hayami Tenmasei appeared increasingly weak, not to mention the full score which lasted for more than eight minutes.

But these small improvements were enough to change Kato Ai and Kohinata's opinion of her.

"Supervisor Hayami is amazing!" Kato Ai praised enthusiastically.

"Hehehe, not bad."

Hayami Tenma raised his hand and scratched his cheek, having to admit that Miyamine Nozomi's teaching was indeed effective.

But more than anything, she thought, it was due to her own talent.

"Keep going, keep going."

As long as positive feedback is received, the brain will be willing to continue learning, which is the beauty of learning, according to Hosui Tenma Sei.

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Five o'clock in the afternoon.

Hayami Tenma drove his car back to the apartment he rented, just like Osaka Ayaka.

Ayaka Osaka always maintained a cold and aloof demeanor at school, and she would yell at disobedient students.

According to her, this was to establish the image of a supervisor.

Looking at Ayaka Osaka, who had changed into loose shorts and was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV, Tenma Hayami said:

"I've filled the tank with gas."

"We already agreed to split it equally."

"No need, I've been using the car almost all this month."

Hayami Tenma Sei let out a sigh of relief and returned to his room.

He took off his clothes, opened the wardrobe, and there hung there the old-fashioned clothes that Gong Lingwang had refused to even look at.

"I actually think it looks pretty good..." Hayami Tenma Sei pursed his lips.

With her hand pressed against her full breasts, all she could feel in her palm was the embroidered pattern on her black bra.

The face shield I bought during college is now a bit too small for me.

I took the clothes out, intending to wear them again tonight, but I quickly stopped.

The image of Miyamune Nozomi appearing in his mind flashed through his mind. She gave him a sour look just because he wasn't dressed well, and she acted superior when teaching at night.

I'm so angry!

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

Hayami Tenma gritted his teeth and complained in a low voice, raising his hand and clenching his fist, his gaze sweeping across the wardrobe he regarded as a treasure.

Let him see for himself! What a beautiful woman from Hokkaido looks like!

The thought of Miyamine Nozomi hesitating and not daring to look at her made Hayami Tenma Sei feel much better, and he chuckled softly.

"Hmph, you ignorant brat."

77. I just wanted him to understand what charm is.

It's been half an hour since Ayaka Osaka last saw Tenma Hayami come out of her room.

More than whether her friend was dead inside, she was more concerned about what to eat that night.

I don't want to eat spicy soup anymore, and I've already had barbecue, and I don't want to eat something as bland as noodles alone.

The tori-yaki wasn't very interesting, even though it tasted quite good.

In her eyes, sushi is just rice with some seasonings, something she can make herself, so she doesn't understand why it costs so much money.

Just as Ayaka Osaka was lying on the sofa, playing mahjong and thinking, Tenma Hayami's door was opened.

What should we eat tonight?

"Oh? Either is fine."

Ayaka Osaka said dismissively, then clicked her tongue as she looked at the screen.

"Fine, go touch your mother, what do you think? That's exactly what I need!"

Hearing her complaints, Hayami Tenma raised her small hand to her lips and coughed deliberately towards Osaka Ayaka:

"Then I won't eat with you tonight."

Gong Lingwang had previously mentioned that she smelled like barbecue, and if she went to see him again after dinner today, she might get scolded by that kid.

I'd rather go hungry than let him nag me anymore.

Actually, being told that by a student shows a lack of respect for elders, and it's not something to take to heart.

However, if that person is Miyamine Nozomi, Hayami Tenma Sei would find it somewhat intriguing, but as for investigating the reason behind it, that would be too embarrassing.

"Huh? Why?"

After losing the game, Ayaka Osaka sat up and looked at Tenma Hayami with a look of astonishment on her face.

I've never seen Hayami Tenma Sei wear such girly clothes since I started working here.

It was a ROJITA Peter Pan collar short-sleeved belted long dress with a black butterfly tie at the chest. Through the fabric of the long skirt, you could vaguely see the skin color of her calves.

The Peter Pan collar, like a cloud, clung obediently to her beautifully curved collarbone, while the cuffs were slightly puffed up, barely revealing half of her fair arms.

The waistband was positioned higher than on a regular dress, perfectly accentuating her softest curves.

This is quite different from the office lady attire that Hayami Tenmasei wears to work, and the two have completely different vibes, with an added touch of girlish innocence.

"Tokyo Flash—!"

Ayaka Osaka jumped off the sofa with a start and walked barefoot to Tenma Hayami.

Even if she wasn't wearing a skirt, she would pretend to lift it with both hands.

Hayami Tenma understood immediately, a smug smile spreading across her delicate face as she pinched the hem of her skirt with her slender white fingers.

"Dong, dong qiang~~~ deng deng deng, deng deng deng deng, deng deng deng deng~~~"

Ayaka Osaka hummed a tune and started dancing an easy dance with Tenma Hayami.

"Is this enough, this love that transcends age? Tokou Flash~~~"

"Haha, elegance never goes out of style~~"

After they finished dancing, they looked at each other and smiled. Ayaka Osaka pointed at her and said meaningfully:

"Why are you suddenly wearing such a pretty outfit today? Tell me! Where are you going?"

"Nothing."

Hayami Tenma turned around as if showing off.

"I thought the clothes I wore in college were no longer suitable, but it turns out I can still wear them, and they fit quite well."

This outfit accentuated her waist-to-hip ratio, and even Ayaka Osaka often envied her for having such long legs.

Aisaka Ayaka said with a playful smile:

"Wow, impressive! A person in their twenties is going to wear loafers and white lace socks to the street tonight to look innocent."

"What do you mean by pretending to be innocent! I'm not that old!"

Hayami Tenma gave a coquettish hum, but her heart was unconsciously racing.

That guy, Miyamine Nozomi, sometimes speaks without any respect for elders. He might actually say something very rude like, "You're so old and you're still acting like a little girl."

Aisaka Ayaka said with a smile:

"You're really something! I see you're so busy at work, and you don't even play games. How can you still find a relationship?"

She's not very busy at work and often plays video games, but she still hasn't found a boyfriend.

No, no.

Hayami Tenma Sei, with his hands clasped behind his back and his cheeks slightly flushed, said...

"It's not about dating, it's just... um..."