I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"Miyamiya, come to my office," Supervisor Hayami called out.

"Oh."

As Gongling Wang stood up and passed the seat of Liu Mujie Deng, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm:

"Hey, what are you doing? Why does Supervisor Hayami keep calling you?"

"Eek~~~~~!"

Before they could even reply, some mischievous boys in the class started jeering at them.

"What are you yelling about?" Liu Mujie glared back coldly, and the boys fell silent.

Miyamine Nozomi suspected that those boys were deliberately trying to get glared at; it was utterly disgusting.

"I don't know, do you want to come along?"

"Tell me when you're done." She let go of his hand.

They're very strict.

As Miyamine left the classroom, the supervisor Hayami, who was walking in front of her, had a beautiful gait; in fact, the way her hips swayed in her bodycon skirt was very alluring.

Other teachers asked her what was so good that she was so happy, but she just smiled slightly.

No? Just how comfortable are the things the system gives you? Gong Lingwang frowned.

Upon arriving at the office, Supervisor Hayami sat on the manual chair, her legs, wrapped in shredded meat, slightly turned towards him.

At the table next to her was Ayaka Osaka, a math teacher, who kept propping her chin up and staring at the two of them.

"Gong Ling, I want to ask you something."

“Please speak,” said Gongling Wang.

Do you know how to contact Mr. Kitahara Hakuba?

"Well?"

Kitahara Hakuba was formerly the instructor and advisor of the Hokkaido Shin-Asahi Concert Band. He is also a nationally renowned conductor and one of the judges of this year's national competition.

Supervisor Hayami knew him because he had worked in the Shin-Asahi Brass Band.

"Director Hayami, he's already married, it's hopeless," Miyamine Nozomi said.

What are you saying!

Supervisor Hayami frowned, a hint of anger in his eyes.

"What I mean is, his 'Basic Course on Conducting and Instruction for the Academy's Wind Ensemble' is too expensive; it would cost a lot to buy. I was thinking that since you used to be a member, maybe you could get a discount or something."

Gong Ling stared blankly for a moment, then asked in astonishment:

"...Are you going to class?"

Hayami Tenma Sei smiled faintly, his gaze falling on the black pen he was gently twirling in his right hand, and said:

"A person is always learning. I thought it through last night. Since Liu Mu and the others are serious, I should also work hard."

Gongling gazed at her profile, intending to say, "This is fine," but then changed his mind and said instead:

"Supervisor Hayami, you absolutely cannot catch up."

"Why?" Hayami Tenma stopped twirling his pen, blinked his brown eyes, and said, "What kind of school do you think I graduated from?"

Although she is from Hokkaido, she is also a graduate of Waseda University and has great confidence in her learning ability.

"This has nothing to do with which school you graduated from. You may graduate the year after next, or even next year, but you definitely can't do it this year."

Gongling Wang said in a very serious tone,

"Providing guidance to the wind instrument section is no small matter; you need to be proficient in every instrument. Can you do it?"

"......"

After a night of unbridled indulgence, Hayami Tenma woke up today feeling refreshed and invincible, as if he could face any adversity head-on.

Even now, after hearing what Miyamune Nozomi said, she still feels the same way.

Hayami Tenma Sei, with his long legs spread wide, said:

"That's because you, Gong Ling, have never seen a genius."

"I'm so tired of hearing the word 'genius'," Gong Lingwang muttered under his breath.

"So you have connections?"

“Mr. Kitahara pays more attention to female members than male members. I don’t have his contact information either, but I will try my best to help you get in touch with him.”

"Don't talk about people like that." Hayami Tenma thought Miyamine was joking with her, and couldn't help but laugh.

Just then, a figure appeared at the door and quickly walked in.

He is the Holy Son of Daidoji.

The loquat-colored sailor uniform she wore was stretched a little tight, and the fabric at her chest was stretched into an arc by a certain fullness, like a sail full of wind.

Black stockings extended straight out from under the skirt, their sheen slightly raised on the calves, creating an alluring effect.

I could almost hear the rustling sound of thighs and pantyhose rubbing against each other.

Gong Lingwang watched as she walked over and stood beside him.

I've never been this close to her before.

"Supervisor Hayami, I have something to tell you."

Daidouji Seiko had a solemn expression. Like Tani Hana, she possessed a body that could captivate anyone's soul, yet she appeared as cold and aloof as a still pond.

Hayami Tenma seemed to know what she was going to say:

"Don't worry, it's just morning exercises today, right? I'll go watch."

"No."

Daidouji Seiko glanced at Miyamine Nozomi beside him, but her obsidian-like eyes revealed not a trace of interest in him.

“I have already spoken to Principal Kosaka. Supervisor Hayami, you no longer need to serve as the instructor of the brass band. The school will hire a professional consultant from outside.”

Her words reached Hayami Tenma Sei's ears, and the beautiful teacher's friendly smile froze instantly, as if she hadn't yet reacted.

However, Ayaka Osaka, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it any longer and directly questioned:

"Daidouji, you went directly to the principal without consulting with Supervisor Hayami? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it."

"This is not something a student should do."

"But this is what a brass band officer should do."

As a student, Daidouji Seiko held her own against Osaka Ayaka in their verbal sparring, then turned to Miyamine Nozomi and said...

"Gong Ling, you're a member of the wind band, you shouldn't have any objections, right?"

No, why are you asking me?

Miyamine Nozomi wanted to slip away as soon as he heard Daidouji's first words; this was a topic he shouldn't touch.

But we still need to make a statement now.

"No objection," he said. "I have other things to do, so I'll be going now."

Run!

Hayami Tenma's eyes widened slightly as he looked at him, seemingly surprised by his words, especially since he had just confessed to him that he was going to start learning.

"This year, I want to go nationwide, and at the very least, I need to win the Kansai Gold Award. If you, Supervisor Hayami, were here, it would be impossible to succeed."

Daidouji Seiko's nonchalant words made Hayami Tenma Sei swallow hard. His newly mustered fighting spirit was instantly extinguished by the principal's niece in front of him.

No matter how indignant Ayaka Osaka was, there was nothing she could do; she was just an ordinary office worker.

"Then you need to go to the orchestra again at noon to tell everyone about this."

Hayami Tenma's chest heaved repeatedly as he gritted his teeth and said:

"What do you expect me to say? That you dumped me as your supervisor?"

Daidouji Seiko hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, the words uttered from his lips filled with calm:

"No, I hope that when the time comes, you, Supervisor Hayami, can smile and bless us, not say anything that will make the members worry, and then leave here without any burden."

Hayami Tenma felt her face burning; the meaning of her words was very clear—

Tell them that you left voluntarily, and don't let the members focus their attention on suspicion.

25. This is all just acting!

The atmosphere was like a taut bow, the tension palpable on the skin, as if the noise from the students outside the office were fake.

Without saying goodbye to Hayami Tenma Sei, Miyamine Nozomi secretly left the office.

Regardless, he could already see that things were tilting in the direction Daidouji-senpai had in mind, and even if Hayami Tenma was the supervisor, it wouldn't help.

But as an adult, being kicked by a student is being kicked. If you tell others, you'll be laughed at. Hayami could only pray that Daidouji-senpai wasn't the type to show off.

Moreover, he thought her personality wasn't very assertive.

The atmosphere in the corridor was much more cheerful, perhaps because there were so many young girls, and even the air was filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

Miyamine Nozomi only felt sorry for Hayami Tenma Sei, but there are as many cases in the world where enthusiasm is extinguished as there are colds, so it's just a matter of feeling sorry.

As soon as she sat down back in the classroom, Liu Mujie walked over. Her eyes, slightly upturned as she looked down, gave her an extremely sharp gaze.

"Where are you going?"

"Ask me about my time in the Shenxu Wind Ensemble."

Why are you asking this?

She seemed genuinely eager to get to the bottom of things. Gong Lingwang initially intended to recount the entire incident to her, but then changed his mind and said something else entirely:

"Supervisor Hayami wants me to use some connections—"

He mentioned that Supervisor Hayami wanted him to use his connections to get preferential treatment, in order to observe Yuuki Yanagi's reaction.

His words were like a mint candy soaked in cold water, suddenly exploding in Liu Mujie Deng's mind.

"Are you lying?" she said, arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"No."

"It sounds like a complete lie. This isn't something you can do with sheer willpower alone."

Yuto Yanagi believes that Tenma Hayami has no potential for quick success and is merely wishful thinking.

Many things are like this: the initial thought is like a freshly sharpened pencil, its tip shining with a brand-new luster, making you eager to write some words carefully on the paper immediately.

In reality, hard work is a tiring and unsustainable endeavor. Once the luster of the pen tip is worn away, it will return to its previous state.

"Hmm." Miyamune agreed with her point of view. "You're not happy?"

The willow-wood lamp showed no hesitation, and with a soft hum, said:

"She's just causing us trouble."

She has always been a beautiful girl who can't hide her emotions, and Miyamine Nozomi deeply understands this.

"Is there anything else?" Willow Knot Lantern asked.

"It's gone."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, what else could it be?"

Willow Wood Lamp squinted slightly, trying to find even a trace of lying on Gongling Wang's face, but ultimately gave up and said:

"That would be for the best. But then again, she's been calling you to her office way too often."

Is that what she cares about?

"She is a supervisor."

"He's so responsible towards you."