I play wind instruments in Kansai.

"Hmm~~, if it's 'Murdoch's Last Letter,' then the arrangement should be fine. Two flutes and one piccolo. The difficulty might be the flute solo."

Daidouji Seiko nodded and said:

"Yes, I've been researching and listening to performances from other schools these past few days. If it's this piece, even with a small flute section, we can still handle it."

"That would actually be a good idea."

Shida Nana touched her chin thoughtfully.

"The difficulty lies in the fact that this places extremely high demands on both flutes; what if something goes wrong..."

He practically risked half his life on the flute section.

If it were placed on the trumpet part, people might not feel so uncomfortable.

"Wait, wait, wait—!"

Souta Hasebe only now realized what had happened.

He was going to be expelled from the brass section, and Daidouji Seiko had also found a solution to the shortage of flute players.

"What do you mean? You're kicking me out? Sending a first-year student to the competition? And a solo performance at that?" he asked incredulously.

Daidoji Seiko said dismissively:

"Because you have no intention of moving forward with us, I have no choice but to do this. It's the only option I can take."

"What do you mean! This is still my fault?!"

"Isn't that so?"

"you--!"

The surrounding air almost solidified, making it difficult to breathe.

Daidouji Seiko maintained an unquestionable attitude, her eyes reflecting back all her dissatisfaction as if through a layer of transparent glass.

Gong Lingwang pursed his lips and quickly stood up, saying:

"Senior, don't be angry. Who said you have to leave? You can stay. But I've thought it through. If I become the group leader, from today onwards we can call each other what we call each other. I'll call you senior, and you can call me group leader."

"puff--"

Sitting next to him, Kirishima Ruka couldn't help but laugh out loud, her shoulders trembling slightly.

"roll!"

Hasebe Souta was furious.

"I never said I'd make Miyamine the group leader. My choice is Toda," Daidouji Seiko reminded her.

"Is there a difference?"

Hasebe Souta scolded,

"You must have secretly conspired to target me long ago!"

"No, no, no, we only found out about this today."

Chiyo Akamatsu quickly waved her hand and said,

"And I have absolutely no interest in that kind of thing."

Hasebe Souta's face was flushed, his lungs pounding with anxiety. He clenched his fists, forcing himself to calm down, and bared his teeth as he snorted coldly:

"Daidouji, you and Gongling must have some shady relationship behind the scenes, right? Why are you paying so much attention to him?"

Faced with the accusations, a hint of disgust flashed across Daidouji Seiko's cold eyes:

"You'd better watch your words. I don't accept any accusations without evidence."

Miyamine nodded. He also wanted to develop a friendship with Daidouji-senpai, but she didn't seem very interested and was only thinking about the competition.

Souta Hasebe gritted his teeth and said:

"Fine, fine, what can I do now? You guys are ganging up on me. Let me tell you, I was handpicked by the previous team leader! You have no right to decide my fate!"

An Hechun raised his hands, like a peacemaker, and said calmly with his legs crossed:

"How about letting all the members decide? Putting aside the issue of who should be the group leader, just choosing a piece for a flute solo is risky enough. We need to discuss it together."

The trumpet is currently recognized as the strongest section within the troupe, but the meeting gave the solo to the flute, which others certainly cannot understand and question.

"That's fine. Instead of arguing here, let all the club members decide." Shida Nana was getting a little annoyed.

“I agree,” Kirishima Ruka said. “Only when everyone shares the same understanding can we move forward without hesitation.”

"Then I'll go and apply for the right to use the auditorium next Monday."

Having received a statement from Kirishima Ruka, Tani Kanon became unusually enthusiastic.

"Hasebe-kun, do you have any objections?"

Now he's in a bind. He could have used the excuse of being "appointed group leader by senior members" to keep them in check, but now that all the members are making the decision, it's clear that he's blocked his escape route.

If you don't accept it, other members will easily think you're afraid, which will lower your reputation and make you look down on.

Hasebe Souta didn't think he was much different from Miyamine Nozomi, based on his years of playing the flute and the praise from those around him.

We won't lose.

"I have no objection."

Tani Hanane looked at Daidouji Seiko and asked curiously:

"Was it Toda who took the stage?"

“Junior Miyamine, go first.” Daidouji Seiko crossed his arms and didn’t even think twice.

"Yes."

Miyamine Nozomi replied very quickly, so quickly that even Daidoji Seiko frowned.

"By the way, senior, there's something else I need to report."

"what?"

Daidouji Seiko always felt strange; this junior was too obedient and not rebellious at all.

Gongling Wang stared intently at her and said:

"The school's new advisor isn't coming, which means we don't have an advisor in the wind band now."

"Who told you that?" Daidouji Seiko looked at him with a suspicious gaze.

"That's what I said."

"Themselves?"

“I met Liu Mu by chance on the road. She said she would rather go to a stronger school as an associate advisor than stay here.”

Miyamine Nozomi did not want to explain the more specific reasons in public.

51. The aloof senior wants to change her clothes (6K)

The absence of an advisor in a school's wind band club is not simply a matter of lacking music theory instruction.

According to the rules of most schools, club activities are a type of special activity and must be carried out under the guidance of teachers.

Without guidance and counseling, clubs and societies cannot be recognized by the school and will be downgraded to "hobby groups" or even illegal gatherings.

At the same time, without a mentor or advisor, the wind band is unable to apply for access to various school facilities such as the concert hall, auditorium, and audiovisual classrooms.

Without a mentor or advisor, the school's funding for the wind band will be cut off, making it impossible to purchase instruments.

The most difficult thing is that they cannot participate in official competitions.

Because the registration must be signed by the supervising advisor, and the stage must also be directed by the advisor.

In short, without guidance and advisors, the brass band can't do anything, and can't even leave the gates of the Osamu School.

"The reason I participated in this parade is because of Director Hayami's signature."

Gongling Wang reminded him,

"Without a mentor, it's impossible to get the right to use the auditorium. Of course, if the senior students have any other methods, then disregard what I said."

The current Haruki Brass Band is no longer able to retain its status as a "formal band".

"Without a mentor, nothing we say now will make a difference," Amano Sari said anxiously, her hands clasped together.

“That’s right.” Shida Nana nodded and said, “What do we do now? Should we disband?”

Daidouji Seiko said coldly:

"Are you kidding me? We finally decided to go nationwide, how could we possibly disband!"

"But the problem now is that without a mentor or advisor, none of this can be discussed."

Chiyo Akamatsu crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and said...

"We can't just grab any random person to fill in; that would be irresponsible."

Daidoji Seiko remained silent, clearly troubled by the matter.

"Junior Miyamine, you've been in Hokkaido for so long, do you have any connections?" Nakajiko Rinzo suddenly asked.

"No, and the overall quality of Hokkaido is far inferior to that of Kansai."

Gongling Wang said,

"I do have a few ideas now."

“Speak,” said the Holy Son of Daidoji, looking at him.

"First, our club has more than sixty people, right? Everyone can make a video of pity to raise some money to hire a mentor we approve of, and then ask the school for some sponsorship."

Daidouji Seiko's pride was even higher than Miyamine Nozomi had imagined, and she retorted without saying a word:

"I can't do the sob story."

Gongling Wang raised his hand and pinched his nose, pretending to be nonchalant as he said:

"Second, bring Director Hayami back."

"Why bring her back if she has no ability?" Daidouji Seiko asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Of course, it's just a nominal role, a ghost consultant."

Gu Huayin gently pinched her fingers, the pressure so light that her skin turned slightly pale.

"The problem is, Supervisor Hayami has already left the brass band. If we were to bring her back..."

Almost everyone present was intelligent.

The last time Hayami Tenma Sei complained here was still fresh in everyone's mind. Everyone knew that she was very unhappy at the time, and leaving the brass band was not her original intention.

And within the club, besides Daidouji Seiko, probably no one else would dare to tell her to leave.

Inviting her back would undoubtedly be a slap in the face to this aloof senior.

Daidoji Seiko placed her hands on the table, neither shaking her head nor nodding in agreement, silently squeezing her body inch by inch.

Gong Lingwang understood to some extent that if this aloof senior wanted to do something, she would be very straightforward, but the current situation put her in a dilemma, with too many considerations regarding her self-esteem.

"I can try to discuss it with Supervisor Hayami."

Gongling Wang raised his hand and said,

"She was also my homeroom teacher, and she liked me quite a bit."

"Do you like it?" Kirishima Ruka asked.

"of course."

Apart from Kirishima Ruka, no one in the first music classroom answered him; almost everyone subconsciously looked at Daidouji Seiko.

Amano Sari, in particular, had an unconcealable unease on her face.

The aloof senior's lips were pressed into a very thin line.

Her strong sense of pride wouldn't allow her to nod, but given the current situation, she couldn't bring herself to refuse. The expression on her face was one of almost stubborn insistence.

Seeing that she didn't speak, and her eyes were shimmering with a thin layer of tears, Gu Huayin took a shallow breath, smiled, and said:

"Thank you for your hard work, junior Gong Ling."