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At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Nagase Tsukiyo and Isomoto Yuka walk in.
They were wearing the sports uniforms of Shenxu High School, so it seems that the two of them had gone for an early morning run.
Kitahara Hakuma dipped the last dumpling in vinegar. Thinking about it carefully, both of them liked to run and exercise, and the tightness of their legs was extraordinary.
Especially Nagase Tsukiyo's legs, they must feel really nice to the touch.
Because her legs don't look as firm as Yuka Isomoto's, they have defined lines and aren't too soft, making them absolutely rare and exquisitely beautiful legs.
These dumplings are really delicious.
"Teacher Kitahara?"
While Kitahara Hakuba was muttering to himself, the two of them quickly noticed him, though it was Isomoto Yuka who took the initiative to greet him.
They also ate Utsunomiya's special dumplings. Yuka Isomoto ate twelve with chili oil, while Tsukiyo Nagase ate ten with vinegar.
"These dumplings are delicious, I suggest you order more." Kitahara Hakuba smiled at them, giving the dumplings high praise.
Yuka Isomoto sat opposite him, smiling as she said:
"We ate it yesterday, and it was really delicious. It's a pity we can't take it back; the taste will change if we freeze it!"
Nagase Tsukiyo remained silent throughout, sitting somewhat awkwardly beside her with a plate in hand.
Kitahara Hakuba glanced at her subtly.
What happened? Did I get caught spying on her?
It shouldn't be.
His vision had been honed over several months by Shen Xu, and now, whenever he thought of a girl's body part, his mind would naturally conjure up images of her. This had been done without incident for the past few months, demonstrating his exceptional ability to conceal his vision.
No, I have to test her skills.
"Nase-kun? What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Kitahara Hakuba asked with concern.
Nagase Tsukiyo was clearly visibly agitated, and she pressed her legs together tightly.
His tone was so sincere that she had no choice but to face the gentle warmth emanating from him, and the fading sunset painted the girl's profile with a blush.
"Yeah, I feel a bit uncomfortable after running today."
Yuka Isomoto said with a surprised look, "Sorry, is my pace not suitable for the moonlit night?"
Nagase Tsukiyo initially wanted to deny it instinctively, but quickly realized what she was doing and continued speaking.
"Probably, after all, Yuka's athletic ability is much better than mine."
“Yes.” Nagase Tsukiyo nodded.
Kitahara Hakuba took a sip of crab soup. When he was talking, Nagase Tsukiyo didn't dare to look at him at all, and even blushed when she did. He must have realized something.
This is bad; it seems he's really been discovered spying on her.
He's painstakingly cultivated this gentle and kind teacher persona for so long, could it all just vanish today?
Huh? No?
Kitahara Hakuba suddenly realized something.
He's about to leave, and he's had his eyes sore for so long, he's totally gotten his money's worth!
Chapter 292, Section 291: Clearly, it could have been a secret (4K)
"What will Kitahara-sensei be doing in the brass band next?" Isomoto Yuka asked curiously.
Kitahara Hakuba rested his chin on his hand, his gaze unconsciously glancing at Nagase Tsukiyo.
The dumpling was small, but she only bit off half of it, revealing the filling inside.
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"Everyone has been working so hard, and I don't plan to organize any more activities. But the future is uncertain, and everything will depend on the school's arrangements."
With this national gold medal win, the Shenxu Wind Ensemble will only have more and more opportunities to perform outside the country.
“Hmm”
Yuka Isomoto slumped her shoulders listlessly. Unlike Tsukiyo, she ate dumplings one bite at a time.
Kitahara Hakuba quite liked her way of eating; it was pleasing to watch and not awkward at all.
And her eyes, which reveal a strong will, are really cute.
"Are you unhappy?" Nagase Tsukiyo finally snapped out of her daze and asked.
Yuka Isomoto chewed for a while, swallowed the dumpling, and said, "If it's just simple unhappiness, everything is much simpler."
"What's wrong?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, puzzled.
"call
Yuka Isomoto gave a self-deprecating smile, seemingly feeling that the performance had ended almost perfectly and there was no need to continue.
"I used to worry a lot about making mistakes during the competition, but now I'm afraid of the reality after the competition ends. I have this feeling of having a lot of anger inside, but not knowing where to direct it."
Kitahara Hakuba nodded.
This is normal; after achieving a goal, people often experience a sense of emptiness after the initial joy.
Yuka Isomoto focused most of her energy on playing the wind instruments, and those parts that suddenly felt empty needed to be filled with something else that shone brightly.
Nagase Tsukiyo blinked, a serene smile on her face, and said:
"The key is to get into university now. Yuka, you want to become a music educator like Kitahara-sensei, right?"
Yuka Isomoto blushed, but didn't deny it, nodding slightly and muttering, "I really like it."
Kitahara Hakuba looked at her, a bright smile on his face, and said:
"Many things can be done better because you like them. I believe that Iso Gen can also become an advisor who is no less capable than me because of his passion."
"That's not feasible for now."
Yuka Isomoto's face was full of wry smiles; she knew her own limitations.
I would be happy to be able to follow Kitahara-sensei as his little sister and do whatever he wants; I dare not hope to stand on the same level as him.
Nagase Tsukiyo knew that Kitahara-sensei was abandoning reality to encourage Yuka, after all, looking across the country, only he could achieve such results at his age.
"You guys eat first."
Having already finished eating, Kitahara Hakuba felt it was strange to stay there any longer, so he decided to leave.
The two girls nodded, watching his departing figure.
"fragrant."
Yuka Isomoto's casual remark made Tsukiyo Nagase look at her with some surprise.
She quickly ate the dumpling in one bite and stammered, "Teacher Kitahara has a fragrance about him."
Yuka was probably referring to the lingering fragrance of Shinomiya-sensei on Kitahara-sensei's body.
Nagase Tsukiyo's cheeks flushed red without her realizing it, and for some reason, she felt quite shy.
Considering what Haruniao said to her last night, it's impossible to reconcile that with the gentle and kind Kitahara-sensei she just saw.
Perhaps, this is a scene that only those with the most extreme ambiguity can glimpse.
Just thinking about this made my feet, which were wrapped in white socks inside my sneakers, start to sweat.
Yuka Isomoto then realized she had said something she shouldn't have, acting somewhat like a female psychopath, and hurriedly tried to explain herself:
"Well, what I mean is..."
The two girls, each preoccupied with their own thoughts, were startled by this man's sudden appearance.
Looking towards the source of the sound, I saw Sayaka Akamatsu and Sakurako Yukawa walking over with plates, but instead of dumplings, they had white rice, miso soup, and grilled salmon.
Sakura's bowl also contained natto, which is rich in protein, but natto is not popular among girls because the fermented smell is not very pleasant.
"I saw it all. You two secretly got up early to meet with Kitahara-sensei. How audacious of you~" Akamatsu Sayaka said with a meaningful smile.
"No, no, no, no, Tsukiyo and I just went for a morning run!" Yuka Isomoto kept making excuses.
Sakurako Yukawa picked up some natto with her chopsticks, put it on top of the white rice, stirred it, and said with a helpless expression:
"The correct way to say it is to ignore Sayaka."
Yuka Isomoto's nostrils twitched slightly, and she frowned slightly as she said, "This...smells a bit bad?"
"This is what fermented natto looks like."
Sakurako Kawai smiled as she recommended her favorite items to her friends.
"But it's quite delicious, do you want some? Want to try some?"
None of the three girls wanted to eat it, which saddened the minister.
"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Shinomiya-sensei yet. Could he still be lying in bed?" Akamatsu Sayaka forced a smile that was sure to make people feel uneasy.
"That's not our concern!"
Sakurako Yukawa gave Sayaka a wary look, then continued to ask Tsukiyo Nagase,
"Moonlit Night, do you need any help with the editing?"
At the retirement ceremony, they planned to give Kitahara-sensei a surprise in the form of a documentary, but no one knew how to edit it, so they had to ask Nagase Tsukiyo to do it.
"There are still some things that haven't been finished, but I should be able to finish them before I retire."
"When is the retirement ceremony?" asked Yuka Isomoto.
"School ends this Friday." After saying that, Yukawa Sakura sighed and said with a wry smile, "I'm thinking that I can finally put down the burden on my shoulders, but I'm actually a little reluctant to let go."
Sayaka Akamatsu said with a smile:
“I personally think this has nothing to do with trembling.” Yukawa Sakurako narrowed her eyes slightly.
Yuka Isomoto had finished the dumplings on her plate, but she was still sitting there chatting.