I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Gongling Wang chuckled softly and returned to the Shiraishi family's musical instrument shop.

Where is Shiraishi-kun?

“They’ve gone up,” said Shiroishi’s father.

She should be said to have gone back to her room, but Gong Lingwang thought it best not to disturb her, lest it backfire and cause trouble.

Back in room C3, when Hayami Tenma saw him enter, his relaxed sitting posture shifted to a restrained uprightness, his shoulders slightly pulled back, and his chest lifted.

"Why did it take so long?" Hayami Tenma frowned, feigning displeasure. "Do you think I have a lot of time?"

Gong Lingwang glanced at her, and had to admit, her waist-to-hip ratio was truly captivating:

"Has Supervisor Hayami never been in a relationship?"

"Hmm..." Hayami Tenma Sei pursed her lips, her face still tense. "What does this have to do with anything?"

"If Supervisor Hayami had spoken to me, he probably wouldn't have asked me why I came back so late."

Hayami Tenma Sei blushed, first bringing her legs together, then crossing them and crossing her arms, saying:

"I, of course I know that feeling. I've been pursued by quite a few boys before."

Gongling Wang said with a smile:

"Oh wow, that's an exaggeration."

"You don't believe me?" Hayami Tenma Sei said, quite unconvinced.

Miyamine walked to the media table, selected the next passage for the dictation exercise, and casually said:

"Are you dressed up so nicely today because you're going on a date with a guy?"

Hayami Tenma rubbed his fingers back and forth on his thigh, turning his face away as he said:

"What is your relationship with Gong Ling?"

"I'm just curious, because you used to wear such old-fashioned clothes, but today you're wearing such a beautiful dress."

Gong Lingwang turned his head to look at her and smiled.

"I'm really curious about who that boy is, that he could make Hayami, the supervisor, make such a big change."

He seemed completely oblivious, instead adopting the posture of a "spectator," which stirred up a strange sense of frustration in Hayami Tenma Sei's heart.

Hayami Tenma Sei bit his lower lip and said, "Anyway, he's way more handsome than you."

"Wakayama Prefecture has such a person?" Miyamine Nozomi, of course, didn't care about such things, but still smiled and said, "Do you have a photo?"

Why should I show it to you?

"I like Hayami so much, and I even make time to help you with your training, so why do you always refuse my requests?"

"Gongling—!"

Hayami Tenma suddenly raised her voice, stared at him with wide eyes, and stomped her black low-heeled shoes on the ground.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, I genuinely like Supervisor Hayami."

Miyamine Nozomi rested her arms on the media table, a smile on her face that could charm countless young girls.

"You have a personality trait that Liu Mu and the others don't have, and this trait will benefit you for life and attract people who love and care for you."

Hayami Tenma suddenly stopped breathing. A blush spread from her neck upwards, like a drop of cherry wine falling into clear water, slowly seeping out at an invisible speed.

The heat gathers in the chest cavity and then flows through the blood vessels to the limbs and bones.

It wasn't that no boy hadn't confessed his feelings to him before; they had said more and more sincere love words than Gong Lingwang.

But this time, it caught Hayami Tenma Sei off guard, and his breathing became shallow and rapid.

"No, no, this won't do..." She crossed her hands between her thighs, the dress accentuating the contours of her legs.

Gongling Wang said with a smile:

"Why not? Supervisor Hayami should like me too, after all, I'm good at studying, good-looking, and have a great personality. Most importantly, I'm quite a genius in some areas."

"......"

Hayami Tenma hunched her shoulders, but soon she vaguely sensed something.

It's possible that the "like" that Miyamine Nozomi speaks of is completely different from the "like" she understands as an adult.

“Gongling?” She looked up.

"Hmm?" Gong Lingwang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sure enough, his face showed no sign of being accepted.

"fine."

"What's going on..." Miyamine Nozomi shrugged and said, "Well, but Supervisor Hayami's outfit is really nice."

Hayami Tenma's initially high spirits immediately plummeted, and his tone carried a hint of complaint:

"You're making it sound like I don't dress well at school."

"You always wear the same few outfits, I'll get tired of seeing them."

Gongling Wang said in a very serious tone,

"For example, you can wear this outfit on Monday, continue with a pencil skirt on Tuesday, and try a sporty style on Wednesday. There are so many clothes you can wear, why only wear that one office lady outfit?"

Hayami Tenma swallowed hard, his thin lips parted and then closed again as he defended himself:

"That's how supervisors all dress."

Miyamine Nozomi said, quite speechlessly:

"That's how the supervisor sees the supervisor, right? Seriously, how many films have you watched? You need to change those stereotypes."

"Gongling—!"

Hayami Tenma's face flushed even more, and he said anxiously,

"I didn't see it! How dare you talk to me like that!"

Gong Lingwang stared at her intently.

To be fair, although Hoshino Hayami is already a "big" woman, the occasional glimpses of her more feminine side are quite attractive.

"Feel sorry."

Gong Lingwang lowered his head in apology, a grin spreading across his face.

"Sometimes, I may not have considered you as my supervisor."

Hayami Tenma Sei paused for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly felt a little wronged:

"What do you mean? You think I'm not good enough?"

"That's not what I meant."

Gong Lingwang was silent for a moment, then said with a complicated expression,

"Hmm...actually, it's strange that I don't say it out loud."

"Then let's not talk about it anymore." Hayami Tenma Sei said, "Hurry up and finish this so I can go home."

Anyway, there wasn't anything nice to say.

I'm so angry! I didn't even eat because of him, and then he said those things to me. I'm so angry I could burst.

Gong Lingwang smiled helplessly.

"Oh, right, I was too embarrassed to say this when Liu Mu was here, but you're really amazing."

"What's so great about it?"

Hayami Tenma Sei was making him a little insecure, not understanding whether he was referring to clothing or something else.

"Of course it's memorization, that's amazing." Gong Lingwang didn't hold back his praise.

"......snort."

Even if you say that, I won't be happy.

Hayami Tenma forced down the curve of his lips.

Time passed by little by little, and Hayami Tenma Sei's memorization gradually increased from six measures to eight measures in three parts, progressing rapidly.

Even without any actual systemic enhancements, Gong Lingwang realized that she was truly a genius in this field, but had never encountered it before.

Working with smart students makes everything easier.

“I’m talking about Miyamine.” Hayami Tenma Sei glanced at him.

"Ok?"

Why are you helping me so much?

"Didn't I say that helping Supervisor Hayami would benefit the brass band and also benefit Yanagi?"

His answer was as always, and it sounded like he had no ulterior motives whatsoever.

Hayami Tenma Sei doesn't believe it.

She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and asked:

"Don't you... have any other thoughts about me? I know what you're doing in class. You can talk to the supervisor, and the supervisor won't be angry."

"?"

Gong Lingwang glanced at her, realizing that she probably thought his motives were impure, so he could only say something casually and helplessly.

Okay, yes.

Just as I expected!

Hayami Tenma's nostrils flared slightly, but he suddenly felt a little excited.

"What?" she asked, feigning composure but acting as if facing a formidable enemy. "Tell me."

Say it out loud...

Gong Lingwang had a headache.

Thinking about it, she already knows what I'm looking at all the time, and she's even subtly reminded me of it. I guess in her mind, I've already become a student with impure thoughts.

Just go along with her and say whatever you want to hear.

"Can Supervisor Hayami guarantee he won't tell anyone else?"

“I promise, as long as you are mentally healthy,” said Hayami Tenma, raising his right hand.

"Actually, I have a fetish for black stockings, so I hope that after Coach Hayami matures in his guidance, he can give me the pair he usually wears. That's my selfish wish."

"..."

A blush crept onto Tenma Hayami's face.

She had actually guessed this possibility long ago, but when she heard it from Gongling Wang's mouth, she still couldn't hide her astonishment.

What a handsome, cheerful, and gentle young man, yet he actually said such things...

Hayami Tenma Sei wanted to utter a refusal, with the air of a supervisor's rebuke, and he should be angry.

However, her legs were trembling slightly, and something suppressed, eager to break free, was struggling inside her, causing the fabric in front of her chest to tighten for a moment.

When she came to her senses, the words were already out of her mouth, her tone filled with shyness, trembling, and a yearning that was unfamiliar even to herself, a yearning that was awakening within her:

"I...I promise you..."

Gong Lingwang, who had already prepared himself to be scolded and then immediately explain, was stunned.

"what?"

Seeing Miyamine Nozomi's stunned expression, Hayami Tenma Sei hurriedly said:

"But...but you absolutely cannot tell anyone else, okay? You absolutely cannot tell anyone, understand?"

"Well......."

Is that the key point?