I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Instinctively, he pushed down with both hands, his palms scraping heavily against the ground. A crawling pain shot through him instantly. Looking down, he saw that his palms were raw and bleeding.

The photography students didn't notice and were still carrying wired cameras to film the students conquering the obstacle course on the high platform.

"Teacher Kitahara!"

It was just a simple fall, but a lot of people gathered around, and only then did the student carrying the camera realize that he had tripped someone.

"Are you alright, Kitahara-sensei?" the boy asked apologetically.

"It's nothing." Kitahara Hakuba got up from the ground. Because he had a habit of rolling up his sleeves, his arms were also a little scratched.

"Oh dear! I knew this would happen! I told you so! You have to be careful carrying this kind of cable!"

"The people in the photography department are always like this! One person carrying things around all by themselves! Is there only one person in the photography department?"

"poor!"

Before long, the boy was subjected to a barrage of criticism.

"Should we...should we go to the hospital?" Yuka Isomoto asked hurriedly.

Going to the hospital for such a small amount of bleeding? Do you look down on the lovely platelets inside my body?

Kitahara Hakuba waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing serious, and went to the sink to rinse his wound with water.

"It hurts?"

A voice reached his ears, and he turned his head to find that it was Kanzaki Eri, who had been silent all day.

Unlike the other students, she was still wearing the uniform of Shenxu High School, with some dust marks on her white socks.

"It's alright." Just as Kitahara Hakuba turned on the tap, Kanzaki Eri gently grasped his injured hand with both of hers.

Eri Kanzaki's eyes drooped slightly, and a sad expression appeared on her face:

You are bleeding:

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"This little bit of bleeding will stop in a moment."

Kanzaki Eri gently blew a few breaths onto the wound, making Kitahara Hakuba feel ticklish.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt—"

Before Kitahara Hakuba could react, she lowered her head, opened her soft, cherry-colored lips, and kissed his bleeding spot. (Note: The last line appears to be a website address or website name and doesn't translate directly. It's left as is.)

The warm, moist tongue slowly licked the wound, bringing a tingling sensation, accompanied by a sharp, throbbing pain.

Hui Li's gaze was gentle and focused, as if she were savoring every inch of his skin.

At first she was licking him, but later she was completely sucking his blood.

"Salty, and also, like an iron staircase after the rain." Kanzaki Eri looked up, as if savoring the memory.

Kitahara Hakuba quickly put his hand under the tap, and the clear water washed over the wound on his palm, revealing slightly pale skin.

"Although human saliva contains antibacterial components, it also contains other bacteria, and licking a wound may lead to infection," Kitahara Hakuba explained.

Kanzaki Eri stared at his profile without saying a word, but instead took a band-aid out of her skirt pocket.

It is a very common medical adhesive bandage.

"It hasn't been disinfected yet," Kitahara Hakuba said.

"You can use this later." Kanzaki Eri held the band-aid in both hands and looked at him obediently.

"Okay." Kitahara Hakuba took the band-aid and put it in his pocket. "Nothing you'd like to participate in at the sports festival?"

"No."

Eri Kanzaki's hands hung at her sides, her lips pressed into a thin line, and she looked somewhat unhappy.

"Sunny Bird, what are you doing?"

"what?"

Eri Kanzaki's gaze fell on his gray sneakers, and she said softly:

"Haru, why did you have to say that in front of so many people with Yuka? That's really too much."

Chapter 262, Section 261: This is something you don't need to do (4K) >>

Kitahara Hakuba glanced at her, then turned off the tap and said in a low voice:

"Eri, thank you for the band-aid. Go back and continue watching the game."

"Teacher Kitahara!"

A voice came from behind them, and the two looked up at the same time, only to find that Nagase Tsukiyo, wearing a blue tracksuit, was walking quickly toward them.

The girl's face was full of worry, and she clasped one hand to her chest as she spoke to Kitahara Hakuba:

"Are you alright? Do you need me to disinfect you?"

Before Kitahara Hakuba could speak, Kanzaki Eri stepped forward and put her arm around him, saying:

"Go back to the moonlit night; you don't need to do this."

Nagase Tsukiyo frowned, her small face cool as she said:

"Huili, are you really good at cleaning wounds? From childhood to adulthood, which wound of yours didn't I clean for you?"

Do you know what the steps are?

Every word she uttered slowly sank into the cool air, while shouts from the broadcasting department came from not far away—a new javelin throwing record had been set.

Seeing that Kanzaki Eri remained silent, Nagase Tsukiyo wanted to go forward and check Kitahara Hakuba's wound.

"Teacher Kitahara, please..."

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"No!" At that moment, Kanzaki Eri suddenly shouted at her, her little hand clenched into a fist, "Didn't I already say no!"

Her actions caught Kitahara Hakuba and Nagase Tsukiyo off guard, creating a stark contrast to her usual doll-like demeanor.

Huihui

Faced with Eri's sudden anger, Nagase Tsukiyo's face showed a hint of fear, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Kanzaki Eri clutched her chest with her right hand, her once calm and serene face now contorted with a terrifying expression:

"Why do you always ignore my thoughts, Tsukiyo? You keep talking about Kitahara-sensei, Kitahara-sensei! I hate this kind of Tsukiyo the most! Have you forgotten what you said to Kitahara-sensei before?!"

Nagase Tsukiyo's gaze fell on Kitahara Hakuba's face with a mixture of shame and remorse, then, as if to bolster her own courage, she glared angrily at Kanzaki Eri and said:

"That happened a long time ago! What's the point of discussing that now, Eri!"

Eri Kanzaki took a step forward, her hands clenched into fists and hanging at her sides, her anger clearly evident.

"Didn't I tell you before! I would never like someone as selfish as you, Kitahara-sensei! Why do you keep sticking to me like this!"

"Hmm!"

Nagase Tsukiyo gasped sharply, looking at Kitahara Hakuba with a hint of unease, and said as if explaining,

No, it's not me.

She seemed to want to say something, but could only stammer. Hui Li's powerful aura made her take a few steps back, and finally she gritted her teeth and turned to leave.

As Nagase Tsukiyo walked away, Kanzaki Eri was panting heavily, and you could even hear the faint moans coming from her thin body as she breathed.

"Kanzaki-san, what's wrong?"

This was the first time Kitahara Hakuba had seen Eri act like this, completely overturning his perception of the girl.

Eri Kanzaki hugged her arms, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she regained her usual vulnerable demeanor.

"Whether it's Haru-no-Tori or Tsuki-no-Yo, both of them have forgotten how deeply they hurt Kitahara-sensei. I will not allow the two of them to get close to each other again."

Kitahara Hakuba gently clenched his fist, touching what he couldn't tell was either sweat or undried water.

As a result, I forgot about the wound, and the moment I touched it, it caused a sharp pain.

"Hiss!"

"Hmm, is everything alright?" Kanzaki Eri said softly.

"It's alright, you should go back now." Kitahara Hakuba opened his arms.

Without saying a word, Eri Kanzaki turned around and walked towards the student stands.

The clouds on the horizon were tinged with orange-red, and the temperature was even lower than at noon. Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but sigh.

Is it possible that there can only be one person in Eri Kanzaki's heart? Is everyone else unimportant to her?

"Will I regret it?" He murmured to himself as he took a band-aid out of his pocket.

Will he regret his encounter with Eri that day? Will he regret the promises he made to Eri?

Kitahara Hakuba, looking for trouble, lightly touched his wound with his finger, and a wave of pain washed over him.

The moment that thought crossed his mind, he probably regretted it.

But regret is useless.

"Is this also part of the experience of being a teacher?" Kitahara Hakuba comforted himself.

Back under the awning, I rinsed the area several times with hydrogen peroxide and saline solution, then applied the band-aid that Hui Li had given me.

In the afternoon, the first day of the sports festival ended.

After making a round, it was discovered that none of the members of the wind instrument club remained; everyone had participated in sports activities to varying degrees.

Especially after being out in the wind all day, just sitting there is tiring.

Kitahara Hakuba didn't choose to stay. As he walked out of the staff office, he happened to run into Kuno Tachibana and his group of first-year students, who were putting on their shoes at the shoe-changing area.

They wore gym clothes at school, and changed into uniforms before leaving.

A young girl, a skirt, stockings—these really go well with loafers. The person who invented this outfit was a genius.

"Going back already?" Kitahara Hakuba was quite happy to see the first-year students.

Kuno Tachibana glanced at the bag he was carrying and said in a deliberately cute tone, "Isn't Kitahara-sensei also going home? That's quite rare."