I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"Not bad."

Gu Huayin pressed her soft ruler against Liu Mujie's soft breasts, looking at the markings on it as she spoke.

"79."

Upon hearing this number, Shida Nana was surprised, but she didn't forget to pick up her pen and write it down, muttering in shock to herself:

"84/54/79, isn't that almost a D cup?"

Gong Lingwang gasped.

No one could tell that beneath the cotton fabric covering the area of ​​the willow wood lamp lay a pair of full, secret breasts, and her buttocks were extremely pert.

He rested his hand on his chin, pondering why this was happening; he didn't usually pay attention to such numbers.

After a while, Gong Lingwang suddenly realized.

Haruki's uniform is a loose-fitting sailor style with a square collar and straight lapel. It doesn't fit as perfectly as a Western-style uniform, and the hem is loose.

But regardless, the willow knot lamps need to be redesigned.

"You're very beautiful. People who like you will like you even more."

Tani Hanako didn't hold back her praise, making Yanagi Yutaka blush. Through the girl's black hair, you could see that her earlobes were already red.

“There’s still a gap compared to the Holy Son,” Shida Nana said.

Just as Liu Mujie was about to speak, she noticed Gong Lingwang standing to the side.

Even though she was properly dressed in her uniform and skirt, she still raised her hand to cover her private parts, as if she had been seen through the fabric. Her face flushed, she questioned:

What are you doing here?!

“Someone called me in,” Gong Lingwang said in a serious tone.

Willow Wood Lamp's cheeks were rosy, but she still wore an expression of displeasure as she grabbed his collar and said:

"rogue!"

"Don't make a sound."

Daidouji Seiko raised his hand and touched her head. This small gesture was enough to calm her down. Miyamine Nozomi was amazed.

Gu Huayin straightened the measuring tape and said with a smile:

"Gong Ling, come here, let me measure you."

"Minister?" Liu Mujie's full eye bags twitched. "You don't need to do that."

"What's the big deal? It's just taking measurements. If I don't do something, I'll feel like I'm not a minister anymore."

"No need, no need."

Liu Mujie hurriedly stepped forward, took the soft ruler from Gu Huayin's hand, and said...

"I'll take the measurements for him."

"Huh? Is it okay?" Tani Hanane asked, feigning surprise. "Taking a boy's body measurements? Isn't Yanagi-senpai the one who hates contact with boys the most?"

"It's alright."

Liu Mujie, her face flushed, strode towards Gong Lingwang, tugged at his arm, glanced at him, and whispered through gritted teeth.

"Aren't you leaving yet!"

Gong Lingwang bowed to the three senior students and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Be careful, okay? Don't get caught." Gu Huayin smiled, like a kind mother giving advice to her daughter.

Willow Wood Lamp hurriedly put on her indoor shoes, her toes hidden inside black stockings, faintly revealing a hint of flesh color, and she wasn't wearing any nail polish.

“Come with me,” she said.

Gongling Wang followed her, and asked in a low voice on the way:

"The minister said your bust size is 79, is that true?"

"You heard that?!"

Liu Mujie frowned; even without turning her head, a large red patch could be seen on her neck.

"Hmm, 84, 54, 79, you have a great figure."

When Miyamine Nozomi said this, she had no ulterior motives; it was simply a literal compliment.

Hearing the sensitive numbers, Liu Mujie pursed her lips, but her heart couldn't help but leap with joy at those words. She gripped the measuring tape tightly, the heat in her palms seeming to melt it:

"You shouldn't have heard that clearly. Shut up, you scoundrel."

Since the sheet music had just been distributed, many members would stay in their respective vocal sections' classrooms.

A horribly awful melody reached my ears. The sound wasn't just pure noise; it was more like the painful struggle of a newborn infant who had just been sentenced to death but was unwilling to accept it.

The sound was so bad that Miyamine Nozomi had absolutely no desire for the 79D anymore.

Following the willow-wood lamp, we arrived at the classroom next to the stairwell. The space was small, and several large cardboard boxes were piled on the floor.

This is the storage room for the brass band, filled with items needed for the cultural festival.

"Come here." Liu Mujie held the cream-colored soft ruler tightly, his fingertips turning white from the pressure.

Gong Lingwang stood still, opening his arms in a gesture that resembled a human cross.

Willowwood lamp circled behind him, the metal end of the ruler brushing against the skin on the back of Gong Lingwang's neck, making him shiver from the cold.

"hiss--"

"Stop shaking! Stand still!"

"......"

19. I'm also very good at playing with colored balls.

The storage room window was half-open, and dust motes floated slowly in the slanting beams of light. The unpleasant music, along with the distant shouts of the baseball team, reached Miyamune Nozomi's ears.

"When you were in Hokkaido, was it also a girl who helped you take measurements?" Yuuto's voice was a little lower than usual, carrying a faint hint of girlish charm.

Miyamine Nozomi said, "Boy."

"real or fake."

There are more boys than girls over there.

"Humph."

Liu Mujie could see a very fine, unironed crease on the collar of his uniform. The measuring tape slid along the fabric of his shirt towards his other shoulder. She chuckled softly.

"Only forty-six, Gongling is really small."

"..." Gong Lingwang let her laugh at him.

She took out her phone, wrote down the shoulder width data, and picked up the measuring tape again.

Then there's the arm length, starting from the outside of the shoulder bone and often wandering outwards along the contour of the arm, the fingertips touching the skin of his arm through the thin white shirt.

Willow Knot Lantern's face was tense, her breathing almost imperceptibly light, as if to distract herself, she spoke:

“I told Senior Gu Hua.”

"what?"

"You'll play the flute well, um... 58..."

"and then?"

"Senior Gu Hua is a very nice person. She said you must have your own reasons for not wanting to stand out. She won't interfere, but she would be very happy if you could take the initiative."

"Oh."

"What? You don't have any ideas of your own?"

Willow Wood Lamp glanced at him and began measuring Gong Lingwang's chest circumference. The measuring tape was placed in front of his chest, and the two completed an extremely brief, incomplete hug.

“Liu Mu, why are you so obsessed with going all over the country?” Gong Lingwang asked.

"Hmm..."

Willow Knot Lamp's forehead was very close to his chest, close enough that he could feel the warmth emanating from his young body and his slightly quickened heartbeat.

She just didn't know whether it was his or hers.

To hide the rising heat in her cheeks, she pretended to look down at the markings on the measuring tape and said:

"For revenge."

“Revenge? Revenge on Kirishima?” The image of Kirishima Ryuka naturally came to mind.

Willow Knot Lamp tugged hard at the soft ruler.

Gongling Wang frowned:

"Mmm...you're squeezing me so tight..."

"I did it on purpose." Liu Mujie loosened the measuring tape, measured the bust size, and then knelt down again.

As a result, the angle looked rather unseemly, as if she were being helped. Her heart warmed, and she looked up to find that Gong Lingwang was also looking down at her.

Their eyes met.

"What are you looking at, you pervert?" She squinted.

"I haven't said anything yet."

"I know what you're thinking."

Willow Knot Lantern shifted its position, standing beside his legs as it spoke.

"When I was in the brass band, Kirishima was very strong, and she was just as nice as she is now. I was happy to be friends with her. But now that I think about it, I think that way because I was manipulated by her. But I really love playing the brass band, and that hasn't changed. Even without her, I would still want to go to the national tournament."

"If it weren't for her, would you have been unable to participate in the competition?"

The willow knot lamp runs from the bone point on his side waist, along the outer line of his leg, down to his ankle.

"Hmm, so what? The final outcome is the same anyway."

"Is it possible that Kirishima would be upset if she knew you believed that your previous friendship was due to her abilities?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Mujie immediately became angry, raised her hand and pinched the outside of his thigh, saying:

Whose side are you really on?

"Hiss—" Gong Lingwang grinned.

"All right."

"Are these custom-made clothes?"

"How could that be? In the end, it's still determined by size, it's just about the same."

"Then why do we need to measure it?"

"Because some people lie about the data."

Willowwood Lamp, swinging the soft ruler in both hands, glanced at Gongling.

"The liar will get clothes that don't fit his body, and in the end he will have to beg the minister and others to change his clothes, but by then it will be too late."

Miyamine Nozomi understands that some girls deliberately exaggerate their measurements, which ultimately makes their clothes look too big.

"So what does the club plan to do now?"

"Daidouji-senpai said she wanted to change her advisor, but I didn't dare to ask too many questions."

Willow Knot Lamp glanced away and said,

"I'm going back to the practice room. Don't fall behind, and don't go home too early."

"Ah."

The measuring tape made a soft rustling sound in her hand. In the beam of light, dust continued to dance tirelessly, some settling on her calves covered in black stockings.

Miyamine Nozomi and Yanagi Yuto walked out of the classroom one after the other, only to run into Hasebe Sōta, the leader of the harpsichord and piccolo section.

A boy, also a flautist, followed behind her.

The two had just come up the stairs, and the meeting that had just taken place hadn't even started.