I play wind instruments in Kansai.

An Hechun, carrying his schoolbag in one hand, smiled and approached, his long, dark hair, as black as night, brushing past his eyes.

“Senior Anhe.”

Just like last time, Gong Lingwang took the initiative to make room for someone, but there was no wife next to him.

"They don't learn their lesson at all."

An Hechun said that, but she still sat down next to him happily.

“Our school schedules are quite compatible, and we’ve met several times.”

"Would it happen? Only once or twice," Gongling Wang recalled.

An Hechun said with a smile:

"I've seen her before, but since Liu Mu was with you at the time, I felt I shouldn't greet her."

"Oh."

Gong Lingwang was not surprised at all. He left home at his designated time, and the trams only ran every ten minutes or so, greatly increasing the probability of being on the same tram as Gong Lingwang.

"Where's Liu Mu, my junior?" An Hechun asked.

"She arrived earlier than me because of the auditions today," Gong Lingwang asked softly. "You, on the other hand, arrived quite late."

An Hechun smiled faintly, tilting her head as she said:

"I'm good enough. Percussion isn't as strict as bronze and wood. But there's something I want to tell you."

"what?"

"Could I borrow your badge for a moment?" An Hechun clasped her hands together and winked at him.

"......"

So, even if she could do it all over again, would her demands still be the same?

Seeing the indescribable expression on Gong Lingwang's face, An Hechun quickly explained:

"I didn't mean to misuse it, it's just that Hina has been saying lately—"

Before An Hejun could finish speaking, Gongling Wang interrupted him:

"She suspects you and I are having an affair, but she doesn't believe in the power of the badge, so you thought you could give her the badge so she would know the truth?"

“Um…” An Hechun stammered in surprise, “Yes, yes, that’s how it is. You’re so smart.”

"No." Gongling Wang refused outright.

"why?"

"Because the badge is no longer effective."

"Nonsense, you don't want to give it to me at all, do you?"

An Hechun raised her finger to his cheek, her brows furrowing slightly as she spoke.

"I didn't even mind that you took advantage of me, but you don't even want to make it up to me. Is this how you treat a senior student?"

Without offering any explanation, Gong Lingwang simply took the two badges out of his bag.

Pick it up in front of her.

"Open your hand."

"What, you want to do it again?"

Anhejun glanced around the carriage. Although he didn't see Kohikana, who knew if there were other people watching?

“Just spread it out,” Miyamune Nozomi said.

"..."

Seeing his indifferent expression, An Hechun opened her hands and placed a white badge in them.

She instinctively pulled her body outward, squinting her eyes slightly, trying to resist the gravitational pull in advance.

But nothing happened.

"See, it's not working anymore," Gong Lingwang sighed.

"It really is..."

An Hechun picked up the badge in surprise, looked at it repeatedly, then glanced at him and said,

"Hey, junior Gongling, you're not going to misuse this great stuff and run out of uses, are you?"

But as soon as she finished speaking, she was met with a disdainful look from Gongling Wang.

What kind of gaze is this? It's as if I'm the one who misused it, An Hechun thought to herself.

"In short, it's ineffective; it's no different from a regular badge."

Gongling Wang was actually a little heartbroken. He hadn't even had a chance to properly use the willow wood lantern, and now the prop was just going to be used up like this.

"Can't it be charged?" she asked.

"Do you think this is a battery?"

An Hechun rested her chin on her small hand and said:

"Or perhaps... if you put it back where you found it, it might regain its energy?"

"Where did the source of power come from? I didn't find anything to match it back then."

"That's a real shame." An Hechun slumped his shoulders, looked up at the ceiling of the carriage, and said, "This is hard to explain now."

Miyamine put the badge away; at least after class, he could play with it on the table with his friends.

"Is it necessary to explain? She won't believe you anyway; she only believes what she sees."

In Miyamine Nozomi's eyes, Kohikawa Hinana is too selfish, of course, this selfishness is mainly based on "self-centered thinking".

Miyamune's extreme self-centeredness and refusal to compromise truly amazed him, but this kind of mechanism requires a huge amount of self-energy to activate.

That's why she came to Osamu Academy from Hoshibayashi Wakayama.

Because Kohikari Hina has the courage to make a breakthrough but lacks the ability to end it peacefully, she only adds trouble to those around her.

During her last conversation with the girl from Hoshibayashi, Miyamine Nozomi was able to sense that the other party wasn't indifferent to Kohikari Hinata, but that Kohikari Hinata was just too prickly.

"It's precisely because we don't believe that we need to keep talking. It would be better to have a little chat and open up."

An Hechun raised a peace sign at Gong Lingwang and winked.

"Don't let my love for gaming fool you, I'm still a very considerate person."

"You must have had a tough time."

“Speaking of which, it seems like she sees you as a jerk,” An Hechun suddenly said with a smile.

"That's how it looks right now," Miyamune said with a shrug.

If Kohinata Hina calls him a pervert, Miyamine Nozomi will definitely not be angry, because it's true.

But if you call him a scumbag, Miyamine Nozomi can still put up a fight.

An Hechun leaned closer to him, blinking her bright eyes repeatedly as she spoke:

"Is that really true? Besides liking Liu Mu, you like other girls?"

Gong Ling turned slightly to the side and said with a smile:

"Personally, I still really like a lot of girls, if you don't care about their looks."

"Isn't this just a pervert who only cares about body shape?"

"I just make the same mistakes that every boy makes."

"He's exactly the same type as Akamatsu."

An Hechun didn't seem surprised, because there had already been such an oddball in the department.

"Do you have any other new and fun gadgets on you, Doraemon?"

"...I already said, I found it."

And what is Doraemon?

"If you find anything good in the future, you must let me play with it."

"......"

I have a feeling that I'm being harassed again.

After getting off the power line, An and Jun had no intention of walking with Miyamine Nozomi. After waving goodbye and saying "Goodbye, Doraemon Nozomi," they went to find other girls to walk with.

As I entered the school, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, its rays pouring down like a waterfall, blanketing the entire school.

The brightness in his field of vision immediately increased, and the perceived temperature also rose, forcing Gong Lingwang to quicken his pace.

I changed my shoes at the shoe cabinet and had just put my sneakers in when my phone received a message.

Gong Lingwang initially thought it was Willow Wood Lantern asking why he hadn't arrived yet, but when he lit up the screen, he found it was a message from Daidouji Seiko—

"Have you arrived at school? Come to the first music classroom."

Gong Lingwang was flattered. This was the first time that Daidouji-senpai had taken the initiative to send him a message, even though it was related to the club.

He closed the shoe cabinet door—

"We arrived a long time ago."

However, there was no reply, and Miyamine Nozomi had no shame to continue sending messages.

He didn't go back to his class; instead, he carried his backpack and headed to the club building, also buying two cartons of strawberry milk to take upstairs.

He bought these for the girls, but he didn't drink any of them.

Today is the selection day, but the sound of the instruments in my ears is no different from usual.

This also made Miyamine Nozomi realize that the so-called sense of crisis only existed in the hearts of a small number of members, while most members were still living their lives as usual.

Because no formal ensemble performance has taken place so far, no one has a clear idea of ​​what to expect.

Arriving at the wind instrument section on the top floor, the morning sun was intense, and the roof absorbed heat, making the corridors sweltering.

"Ugh, it's so annoying! Didn't they say that 95.7% of public schools have air conditioning coverage? It feels like our school is being excluded?"

"That's in Tokyo, right?"

"I heard that Hokkaido only has 16.5%."

"You know that's Hokkaido, huh?!"

Quite a few girls are complaining.

Even from several meters away, Gongling Wangguang could see a thin layer of oily sweat on their legs, and the number of black calf socks had decreased rapidly, with white ankle socks becoming the mainstream.

They kept tugging at their skirts, trying to fan the air inside.

He was a little worried about whether Daidouji-senpai's black stockings would actually insulate against the heat, since black does absorb heat.

Speaking of which, Hayami Tenmasei promised to report the air conditioning issue to him. I wonder how it's going. I'll go ask him later.

At this moment, the oboe plays extremely complex musical phrases in a monotonous and mechanical repetition, and even the fast-paced parts that require skill can be played without any mistakes.

No one, including Ai Kato, could possibly reach that level of skill; only Sumire Amamiya could.

"Gongling?"

Just as he was walking briskly toward the first music classroom, he was suddenly called back.

Turning around, I saw Liu Mujie standing at the door, her handkerchief wrapped around her mouthpiece, as if she was going to wash it.

"You're only just arriving?" Liu Mujie frowned as she spoke, a bead of sweat visible at her temple.

"Ah."

Miyamine nodded, her gaze passing over her shoulder. The trumpet practice room was empty, and she didn't see Kirishima Ruka either.

He hadn't spoken to her in a long time.

"What are you looking at?"

"No one else?"

"Otherwise what?" Willow Knot Lantern asked, puzzled. "Why are you walking so fast?"