I play wind instruments in Kansai.

Erika Toda had mixed feelings. She wasn't afraid of losing her position; as long as she could get into the A section, she didn't care about being second or third.

At least that's what she thinks.

"I'm off, I'm off, I'm off~~~!"

A passionate voice rang out at the door, and Erika Toda looked up in surprise to find it was Chiyo Akamatsu.

"Senior Akamatsu!"

"Hehe, the clarinet, oboe, and bassoon have all finished. It's your turn. Hurry up."

"Seriously... speak properly." Erika Toda complained as she packed up, tucking the sheet music under her arm and subconsciously picking up the music stand.

Chiyo Akamatsu reminded him:

"There are some in the classroom, you don't need to bring this."

"Oh."

Erika Toda stepped forward and asked:

"Why is it Akamatsu-senpai calling us? It's not brass's turn yet, isn't it? Aren't you going to practice?"

Chiyo Akamatsu said with a grin:

"Because I'm bored. Instead of waiting in the practice room to be called upon and favored, I might as well take the initiative to find something to do. Actually, I can't really learn anything new right now."

A harem!

Just as Erika Toda was about to speak, Hitomi Shiraishi walked alone towards the first music classroom.

"I really want to crush her," Chiyo Akamatsu said, her eyes slightly narrowed.

"what?"

"Shiraishi-senpai looks like a doll. I really want to crush her and see what's inside, don't I?"

"........Why."

She had gradually gotten used to Akamatsu-senpai saying some strange things.

Moreover, she was more concerned about the current intelligence situation than that:

"Senior Akamatsu, is something unexpected?"

“Something unexpected…” Akamatsu Chiyo said, rubbing her chin. “Hmm… Supervisor Hayami?”

"What's up with her?"

"I've become stronger."

"what?"

Chiyo Akamatsu looked at herself with an expression that she couldn't answer either, and said:

"I can't really put my finger on it, but I feel like what she said makes a lot of sense. Hmm... should I say she's gotten smarter, or was she always this smart...?"

"What's the meaning......."

"In short, did she suddenly have a breakthrough?"

Akamatsu Chiyo said,

"She can hear the pitch of the notes played by the members and can even point out where the problem is; her ears are very sensitive."

"That's amazing?"

"Correct."

Erika Toda opened her mouth slightly. In her memory, Supervisor Hayami was just a nominal advisor.

Lacking both strength and connections, he's constantly suppressed by Daidouji-senpai within the club, making him a truly tragic adult.

But after Chiyo Akamatsu said that, Erika Toda didn't really believe it.

Could it be... that someone who suddenly gained enlightenment has really appeared beside me?

Or is it that Supervisor Hayami is truly a learning genius?

But this learning ability is already terrifying.

After all, it has only been about a month since she was asked by Daidouji-senpai to give up her position as a mentor.

"You go ahead, I still need to call the saxophone section, your section is almost extinct."

Chiyo Akamatsu patted her back, as if noticing something, and pulled her bra's underwire back with her fingers.

Suddenly feeling a strong constricting sensation in her chest, Erika Toda quickly covered her chest with both hands, her face flushed, and jumped to the side.

"Senior! What are you doing?!"

"We thought you were wearing a sports bra, but we didn't expect you to be wearing an underwire bra too, that's surprising!"

Chiyo Akamatsu looked surprised, then chuckled and turned her back to her, raising her thumb and sticking it out behind her.

"Hey, let me play one for you."

Erika Toda narrowed her eyes and blushed as she said:

"No more."

Isn't that also perverted?

And what does that sentence mean? Sports bra? Does it mean her breasts look small?

Wait... what do we mean? Who else?

"It's alright, an eye for an eye, I'll give you two eyefuls too." Chiyo Akamatsu was extremely open-minded about this and didn't mind at all.

"...I said no, but I'm going."

"Oh, then I'll leave it on credit."

"......"

Absolutely not!

Erika Toda walked quickly toward the first music classroom with a sullen face. Hitomi Shiraishi was sitting motionless on a chair against the wall by the door, like an outdated toy waiting to be destroyed.

Opposite her, Sumire Amamiya leaned against the wall alone.

The sound of an oboe drifted from the music classroom.

It wasn't playing, but rather something squeezed out, sharp and dry, like a duck being strangled by fate, struggling wildly inside.

Sumire Amamiya sighed and was about to leave when she saw Erika Toda.

Hello, senior.

"Hmm." Erika Toda glanced at the closed sliding door. "Is that Kato-senpai?"

"If I could, I'd prefer it to be someone I've never met before."

Sumire Amamiya wore her usual sweet smile.

"Excuse me."

"Whoa whoa."

It seems she didn't plan to leave with Kato Ai.

A little while later, the girl who was killing ducks inside came out; it seemed she hadn't even finished playing the entire audition piece.

"Kato-senpai, how is it?" Erika Toda regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth.

"It's nothing special, I'll be going now."

Kato Ai seemed unwilling to talk any longer, and left with her oboe and sheet music, looking sullen.

"Next, oh, Toda-senpai, Shiraishi-kun."

Soon, Gong Lingwang opened the music classroom door again, revealing a face beaming with joy at seeing a fellow villager, and said with a smile,

Who goes first?

His mental state was completely different from that of Ai Kato; he seemed to be overjoyed.

"Me."

Erika Toda squatted down, took off her shoes, revealing a pair of white cotton socks. The socks covering the toes of her shoes were slightly yellowed, indicating that she usually sweats a lot.

Upon entering, I saw Daidouji Seiko discussing something with Director Hayami, her pen constantly pointing at the audition form.

Erika Toda had never seen the two of them chat so enthusiastically before; she would never have dared to imagine such a thing in the past.

There's an absurd feeling that half a century has passed, yet she hasn't participated in anything.

"Toda-kun, please have a seat."

When Hayami Tenma saw her come in, he greeted her with a big smile.

His expression was like that of a good student who knew he had gotten a high score.

please

Today, Dumpling went shopping. The streets were beautiful in the summer, and although it was hot, she was in a good mood.

I recently watched an anime called something like "Putting in the Secret," and although it's about NTR (Netorare, a Japanese term for transmigratory girls), I really like the art style. The female lead's voice is very nice, reminding me of a little lamb.

89. Did you feel my thoughtfulness? (6K)

"Toda-kun, although the flute section has been fully improved, I still hope that you can not relax. The most basic audition is still necessary."

As Erika Toda played the sheet music, Tenma Hayami was watching her with a big smile.

"Yes." She licked her slightly dry lips and took a short breath.

All the windows inside are open. If you want to ensure the best echo effect, you should close them, but it won't have too much of an impact.

It looks like it's going to rain; the wind is blowing more frequently, and the brown curtains are billowing out.

Daidouji Seiko turned her head to look, then raised her hand to cover the black hair that had been blown away from her shoulder.

Before she could speak, Gong Lingwang had already stepped forward, closed most of the window, and tied up the curtains.

Erika Toda began playing "Guardian" and the flute part of her chosen piece.

She knew that every breath she controlled was crucial to the final tone. Although her fingertips were slightly cold from tension, the familiar touch of the flute's metal body helped her quickly regain her composure.

The flute notes swirled in the music classroom, clear and firm, gradually blending into the surrounding air.

Hayami Tenma's gaze remained gentle, yet it carried a scrutinizing quality, as if he were truly assessing the situation in his mind.

Erika Toda remained focused, concentrating all her attention on her lips, striving to make every final syllable flawless, thus proving her worth.

In terms of effort, she believes she is second to none in the flute section, or even in the entire wind section.

"Hmm, very good. Now let's play Soli's part." Hayami Tenma said with a smile.

Erika Toda put down her flute and asked, slightly surprised:

"Huh? Me?"

In her heart, the flute solo part belonged to Miyamune Nozomi, a fact that was already an unspoken understanding among all the members.

She glanced subconsciously at Daidouji Seiko and Miyamine Nozomi. The senior didn't say much, and Miyamine Nozomi was smiling at her.

This junior is so nice, he doesn't mind at all.

Hayami Tenma Sei stared directly at her, his legs, wrapped in shredded meat, crossed under the table, as if he were nervously curled up.

"Although everyone thinks that Soli should be done by Miyamune, we can't just give up everyone's rights because of that, right? No matter what the outcome is, I should understand everyone's true feelings."

Her posture, as if she were to reflect the strength of all the members in her heart, caused Daidouji Seiko's gaze to become indifferent, because she never showed any gentleness.

Erika Toda took a deep breath. It would be a lie to say that she didn't want to play a solo.

"I'm up."

She straightened her back and raised her flute, her mind filled with the solo pieces she dared not play on campus. If she played them on campus, people would think she had ulterior motives, and it would be quite troublesome to explain.

The sound of the flute filled the music classroom once again.

With her arms crossed, Seiko Daidouji's flute solo at the beginning of the third minute of her chosen piece is extremely important, even considered the most precise depiction of the scene in "The Last Letter from Murdoch," and is extremely famous.