I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Eri Kanzaki shook her head, her tightly clenched lips uttering a sound as soft as a mosquito's buzz:

"No."

The smile that Kawawa Sakura had forced onto her face suddenly turned bitter, and her brows furrowed tightly.

"So, are there only the two of them today?"

"I don't know," Eri Kanzaki said.

As if sensing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, Akamatsu Sayaka gave a fierce look with her eyes slightly narrowed:

"Kuno-senpai, Kitahara-sensei won't let you have it so easily next time!"

"Oh, so you're already challenging me? Come on! I'm waiting for you!" Kuno Tachibana said defiantly.

At this moment, Yuka Isomoto's gaze swept enviously over Haruka Shinomiya and Hakuba Kitahara's clasped hands, and she said, her face slightly flushed:

"Teacher Kitahara, have fun!"

Kitahara Hakuba smiled and said:

"Ah, you too."

Perhaps as he gets older, he feels there's nothing fun about it anymore; it's just watching fireworks and buying some snacks, nothing special.

Yuka Isomoto watched Kitahara Hakuba's departing figure with lingering reluctance, while Sayaka Akamatsu asked curiously from the side:

"Yuxiang, what are you looking at?"

"Ah... um, it's nothing."

Yuka Isomoto quickly looked away, unconsciously smoothing her bangs as she asked, "By the way, how long have Kitahara-sensei and Shinomiya-sensei been dating?"

"Hmm... I don't know, but Ms. Shinomiya has such a great figure and is beautiful. I heard she owns a musical instrument shop. She and Ms. Kitahara are quite a good match. It must have been a long time."

"Hmm..."

"

"Why are you asking this? Ah! You mean... you—!" Akamatsu Sayaka widened her eyes, feigning surprise.

"No!" Yuka Isomoto quickly retorted, her face flushed. "I was just curious! I quite enjoy gossiping."

Sayaka Akamatsu raised an eyebrow, as if amused, and said, "Huh? So you mean you don't like Kitahara-sensei?"

“Of course I like Kitahara-sensei!” Yuka Isomoto retorted instinctively.

"Huh? You actually like Kitahara-sensei?!"

Seeing her surprised expression, Yuka Isomoto panicked, her cheeks and neck turning bright red. She had no choice but to make an excuse:

"I like Kitahara-sensei! Not like I love Shinomiya-sensei!"

"Is there a difference?" Akamatsu Sayaka asked.

"I can like Sakurako too! It's more like the kind of liking between friends!"

In fact, even Yuka Isomoto wasn't sure whether her feelings for Kitahara-sensei were like or love; the line between the two was too blurry.

But she understood that without Kitahara-sensei, she might have trapped herself in her own self-imposed limitations for the rest of her life, and looked down on herself for the rest of her life.

He really is a good teacher.

Akamatsu Sayaka rested her chin on her hand, pondered for a moment, then directly raised Suzuki Yoshie's hands beside her and said tenderly:

"I like you, Jia Hui."

"Ugh! So greasy! It's giving me goosebumps!"

As if startled, Suzuki Yoshie quickly withdrew her hand and began to stroke her repeatedly with both arms crossed.

Seeing her like this, everyone else laughed.

“But why is Eri with Kitahara-sensei too? I thought she would be with Tsukiyo,” Akamatsu Sayaka said.

Sakura took a shallow breath and could smell the rich aroma of grilled takoyaki.

She searched for a long time tonight but couldn't find Saito Haruka or Nagase Tsukiyo.

Are you not coming tonight?

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Even after they return the rented yukatas, you can still see people renting yukatas.

Kitahara Hyakuma and Shinomiya Haruka boarded the local tram home.

The carriage was filled with the scent of perfume, making the air very stuffy and causing Kitahara Hakuba to feel discomfort in his nasal passages.

Only after the mains power was switched off did he dare to take a deep breath.

"Sigh, it's better to be quieter. The air quality is terrible in crowded places," Kitahara Hakuba said.

"Didn't you want to go with them?" Shinomiya Haruka said with a smile. "With so many cute girls around, aren't you happy as a guy?"

Kitahara Hakuba asked, "Can I answer that I'm happy?"

"Probably not. I'm actually quite competitive, not to mention they're much younger than me, so it's natural that I'd feel a little uncomfortable," said Shinomiya Haruka, raising her hand to brush a strand of hair.

"Yaobao is actually even more tender."

After all, he had actually experienced it, while other students wouldn't even dare to dream of it.

Avoiding the crowds, they took a longer route to send Shinomiya Haruka home. "I didn't expect there to still be so many people," Kitahara Hakuba said, looking at the bustling crowds on the road.

Suddenly, Shinomiya Haruka reached out and took his arm, smiling as she said:

"Would you like to stay at my place tonight?"

Kitahara Hakuba nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Back at Shinomiya Haruka's music store, the two didn't engage in any romantic behavior. She had walked for a long time in wooden clogs, and it was impossible for her not to feel sore.

After taking a shower and massaging Shinomiya Haruka's legs and toes on the bed, I changed into my pajamas and went to bed without doing anything else.

"Remember to wake me up tomorrow morning," Kitahara Hakuba said, letting out a long sigh of relief the moment he lay down on the bed.

Ah, that feels so good~~

"Why do I have to wake you? Can't you get up by yourself?" Shinomiya Haruka turned to the side, scrutinizing his face in the faint moonlight.

Kitahara Hakuba closed his eyes and smiled, saying:

"Your bed is so soft, I'm afraid I'll oversleep."

Where's the alarm clock?

"I'd rather be woken up by my girlfriend's sweet voice than by the cold sound of an alarm clock."

"I didn't expect you to be so good with words." She said with a smile, and the sound of Shinomiya Haruka's hair rubbing against the pillow came from beside her ear.

Are you very tired right now?

"I'm so tired today."

"What I mean is, the wind band club only has you as the instructor right now, and there isn't even an assistant instructor. Isn't it very tiring?"

Kitahara Hakuba opened his eyes. Night gradually filled his vision, and he could vaguely see the square lampshade in the center of the ceiling.

"It's really tiring."

The wind band currently has over ninety members, including new recruits. They will be divided into two groups, A and B, and he has to take care of all of them.

He's lying; he's already prepared to have plenty of training every day.

Shinomiya Haruka reached out and hugged him, as if yearning for warmth, and said:

I want to help you.

"help me?"

"Okay, I'll help you mentor Editor B, so you can have an easier time. Otherwise, it's really too tiring."

Her tone was full of sincerity and deep affection, which warmed Kitahara Hakuba's heart. He felt that it was wonderful to have her as his girlfriend. Not to mention the Zendokakai, this year the brass band's program arrangement for the cultural festival was undertaken by the members of the B group.

After all, there are no other competitions or events for Team B after the National Price Fair, and Team A members need to focus on preparing for the National Price Fair and don't have time to practice for the Cultural Festival.

Of course, all of this is predicated on obtaining a spot in the All-Round Assembly.

“But your music store can’t be empty,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

"I can hire a shop assistant who knows music theory. It won't be expensive, and even if there's a problem, I can rush back from school immediately."

What Shinomiya Haruka said makes a lot of sense.

Kitahara Hakuba remained silent for a while. Although his words were somewhat irresponsible, he had no intention of getting married yet and did not want Shinomiya Haruka to suffer.

She had been giving so much to him, but had not received any meaningful or material reward in return.

"If that's the case, I'll give you something." Kitahara Hakuma couldn't help but hug her tightly, the strands of her hair tickling his neck.

"what?"

You'll find out in a few days.

Kitahara Hakuba wanted to give Shinomiya Haruka a car.

It's not a two-wheeled women's electric bicycle, but a real commuter vehicle.

He now has hundreds of millions in monthly savings, so buying a small car outright is no problem for him, and he can easily buy mainstream BBA models on the market.

Kitahara Hakuba thought it was time to improve their lives, such as moving to a different house.

However, Hakodate doesn't have any high-end apartments; most of the properties are luxurious detached villas, which would cost a considerable amount of money to buy.

Never mind, I'll just stay in that little rented room for a while.

"Hmph, trying to play the spoiled child game with me, huh?" Shinomiya Haruka said coquettishly. "It's definitely cosmetics and clothes. That's all you can think of with your stupid brain."

“No, it’s something practical,” Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile.

Shinomiya Haruka chuckled and said, "Something practical? It's not a condom, is it?"

"...How did you come up with that idea?"

But undeniably, it is quite practical...

Kitahara Hakuba gave a wry smile, kissed her forehead, and put his arm around her slender waist, saying...