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[Growth Value: S]
[Resilience: S]
[Note: Due to the unique characteristics of events related to this level of character, the S-rank exclusive skill "Catch Up" is activated.]
【Strive to Catch Up: When there is a stronger opponent ahead in the same environment, this will trigger the effect of gaining 2 times the experience of the smaller opponent. This effect will disappear when there is no stronger opponent ahead.】
Suddenly, information about Kuno Tachibana popped up in front of me. Unlike last time, this time he has returned to the double S rank.
What Kitahara Hakuba didn't expect was that Kuno Tachibana had actually activated a skill on his own.
For Kuno Tachibana, "the stronger one ahead" should be Nagase Tsukiyo.
Within the current brass band, only Nagase Tsukiyo stands out as truly exceptional.
Kitahara Hakuba was looking at the system notification in front of him, but from Kuno Tachika's perspective, Kitahara Hakuba was staring at her intently.
She released her arms from his, blushed, lowered her head, and unconsciously twirled her hair.
"By the way, do you want to keep these spectrums?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, turning his gaze away.
Kuno Tachibana pursed his lips slightly and said, "Of course, we must change them one by one!"
"Then I'll send it to your email later."
Kitahara Hakuba let out a long sigh of relief, sat up from the ground, and said, "Don't forget they're waiting for you down there. Get yourself together and talk to them."
Kuno Tachibana was stunned, only then remembering that Nagasawa Miya and others were downstairs, and even the department head had come.
I was so busy being with Kitahara Hakuma that I completely forgot about the three of them!
"Honestly, these people didn't even give us a heads-up before they came!"
Kuno Tachibana hurriedly got up from the teddy bear and opened the wardrobe in a panic.
"Now you're thinking about getting dressed properly?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.
"Of course, although I didn't plan to go out, since people are coming, I should dress nicely. It would be too impolite to go out in my pajamas."
Kuno Tachibana had already unbuttoned the first button of her pajamas, but noticing that Kitahara Hakuba hadn't left yet, she stopped unbuttoning.
Although she was very thin and not very attractive, she was still a little shy.
Kitahara Hakuba's hand gripped the doorknob.
He was thinking that the girl was wearing pajamas when she met him, and they were so loose.
This allowed him to glimpse the cherry blossoms blooming on the branches in spring.
But I still had no interest in sex; the undulating terrain was indeed quite crucial.
He walked out of Kuno Tachibana's room and closed the door behind him.
"Teacher Kitahara, how is it?" Sakurako asked anxiously as soon as she saw him come downstairs.
"Everything is fine, I'll be able to come down and see you in a bit."
Kuno's mother raised her hands to cover her mouth: "Thank God! Kitahara-sensei, you are such a good teacher!"
"It's alright, it's what a teacher should do."
If she hadn't reminded him, Kitahara Hakuba would have almost thought he was an obstetrician-gynecologist.
"I go first."
Now that the matter has been resolved, there is no reason to stay any longer.
"Please sit for a while, teacher. There is tea and pastries available."
Goto nodded and said, "The pastries are delicious."
Seeing this, Kitahara Hakuba picked up a piece and took a bite. A sweet but not sticky aroma lingered in his mouth.
Unlike Goto Yu, who ate pastries slowly with small, cherry-like bites, he would open his mouth and finish them in two bites.
"It was delicious. Thank you for your hospitality. I'll take my leave now."
Seeing that Kitahara Hakuma was determined to leave, Kuno's mother did not stop him and saw him off to the crossroads in front of the door.
After waiting for less than a few minutes, Kuno Tachibana came downstairs.
She wore a white vest over a light green coat, and a pleated skirt that matched the color of the coat.
The girl's chest, wrapped in thin fabric, looked very promising for the future.
Her attire exuded a pure and youthful charm, without a trace of gloom.
Sakurako Yukawa stepped forward, both happy and surprised, and asked, "Kuno-senpai, are you alright?"
"You're all dressed up so nicely, we thought you were crying up there," Nagasawa Miya said with a smile.
Kuno Tachibana's gaze searched back and forth in the living room, even checking the bathroom, before he opened the door and went inside.
“Yes, it’s me!”
When Goto Yumi suddenly burst into the bathroom, Kuno Tatsuka hurriedly pulled up her trousers, her face flushed with embarrassment, and said...
"Turn it off quickly!!"
Kuno Tachibana closed the door and said:
"Oh, sorry, I thought it was Kitahara-sensei."
“If it’s Kitahara-sensei, then we definitely can’t open it!” Nagasawa Miya’s brows furrowed tightly.
"You guys don't even lock your bathroom doors when you use them at home?" Kuno Tachibana asked as he searched.
"I've never had anyone come in without knocking at home."
Nagasawa Miyako watched her pacing back and forth and said...
"What are you looking for?"
Kuno Tachibana stood behind the sofa, asking in confusion:
Where is Kitahara-sensei?
“Teacher Kitahara left a long time ago,” Sakurako Yukawa said with a smile.
"Seriously? Why didn't you invite him to stay for dinner?!"
Kuno Tachibana took off his coat, puzzled, and threw it on the sofa.
Because of the vest, the girl's bare, fair back could be seen.
Mia Nagasawa said, quite annoyed:
"What are you talking about? This is your home, not ours. You can't just invite people to stay for dinner like that."
"Well, at the very least, we should go out for a meal with Kitahara-sensei, right?" Kuno Tachibana said, sounding rather unhappy.
"You're still thinking about mooching off Kitahara-sensei's meals? Looks like you're in a pretty good mood now." Nagasawa Miya smiled.
Sakurako nodded in deep agreement, spat twice, and said:
"Kuno-senpai, actually, many people practice, practice, practice, and still don't get results. Many people encounter this situation, and their wishes may not even come true. But I believe that as long as you work hard, you will definitely reap the rewards—"
"Minister Yuchuan, stop!"
Kuno Tachibana quickly raised his hand to signal a pause.
"It's almost lunchtime, and I really can't drink this chicken soup anymore."
Sakurako Yukawa felt a little embarrassed. She had spent several hours reading "motivational lines" before coming, intending to give Tatsuka Kuno a good talking-to.
As a result, she was cruelly rejected by Kuno after only a few words.
Miyako Nagasawa smiled meaningfully and said:
"It seems that Kitahara-sensei has already fed you a good meal up there."
"Speaking of which," Kuno Tachibana raised an eyebrow at her, "Miya, did you say something to Kitahara-sensei?"
“Hmm… Kitahara-sensei really did complain to you…” Nagasawa Miya raised her hand to her forehead.
Kuno Tachibana straightened his chest and said righteously:
"This kind of thing absolutely cannot happen. It will only cause trouble for Kitahara-sensei and will do him no good. He is already very tired, and we cannot add to his burden."
"Kuno-senpai.:
Seeing her club members, who were down yesterday, become full of energy again today, Yukawa Sakurako was so moved that she couldn't speak.
What kind of magic does Kitahara-sensei possess that allows her to manage the girls in the club so well?
Mia Nagasawa scratched her head and said:
"Understood, I'll go and tell Mr. Kitahara after the holiday."
Kawai Sakura looked at the two of them with gentle eyes. Although she hadn't been of any use today, she was fortunate to witness things developing in a positive direction.
Chapter 159, Section 158: Junk Food Can Be Delicious Too (4K)
After returning to his rented room from Kuno Tachibana's place, Kitahara Hakuba had thought that some students might come to him for private tutoring today.
But to his surprise, none of the girls in the brass band came to see him, not even Yuka Isomoto sent him a message.
They requested that he provide private tutoring.
It was as if they had planned it in private.
However, this is all wishful thinking on Kitahara Hakuba's part. As students, they still need their own rest time, after all, this is a hard-won holiday.
After working so hard at school all the time, I really need to get some rest.
Kitahara Hakuba put the notebook back and walked to Shinomiya Haruka's house for a free meal.
In summer, the ginkgo trees are exceptionally green, standing tall and sturdy on both sides of the road.
The branches and leaves are lush, with only fragmented spots of light falling on the ground.
I casually picked the roots of wild grass along the way. The colors were too bright, and the pungent grassy smell hit me, giving me the illusion of getting a taste of summer.
Because it was the Ghost Festival, he often saw people devoutly burning welcoming and sending-off fires in the courtyards of houses along the street.
His parents, who live far away in Tokyo, are probably doing something similar. Kitahara Hakuba never paid much attention to this custom before, thinking that any custom that allowed him to have a holiday was a good one.
Kitahara Hakuba arrived at Shinomiya Haruka's music store. In the nearby residential houses, smoke from burning soul fires rose like wisps of green silk.