I play wind instruments in Kansai

Hayami's traditional Chinese culture class is alright; she's young, beautiful, and has a great presence, and the students in her class really enjoy it.

What puzzled Miyamine Nozomi was that she, a supervisor who taught classical Chinese studies, was actually the advisor for the brass band.

Isn't this ridiculous? At the very least, they should have graduated with a degree in music, right?

When get out of class ended, Supervisor Hayami called out "Miyarei".

Gong Lingwang got up and followed her, walking towards the staff office one after the other.

"call--"

Upon arriving at the office, Supervisor Hayami let out a relaxed sigh as soon as he sat down, placed the textbook on the desk, and turned to face Miyamune.

As the bodycon skirt tightened around her curves, the shadow suddenly deepened the moment her legs came together, drawing an extremely restrained gaze in the warm-toned, soft lighting of the space.

Gong Lingwang only glanced at it briefly before focusing his gaze on her desk.

Not only are there textbooks on traditional Chinese culture, but there are also textbooks on music. Is the teaching staff in Wakayama City's public schools really that bad?

"How are you feeling here?" Supervisor Hayami smiled gently, his tone still very mild despite his tired appearance.

"good."

"I heard you joined the brass band?"

"right."

"That's fine too." Supervisor Hayami laughed.

"What's so good about it?"

"Well?"

Seemingly not expecting Miyamine Nozomi to inquire about this, Supervisor Hayami visibly surprised, picked up the black pen on the table, turned his face away, and said:

"Because you're a student I'm responsible for, and you're also in a club I'm in charge of, and you're a transfer student, something like that."

Gongling Wang looked at her music textbook and said:

"The wind band section is the biggest pig farm."

"Don't say that." Supervisor Hayami smiled awkwardly. "Speaking of which, I wanted to ask you something."

"What?"

Supervisor Hayami looked around, then pressed his hand on the table and moved forward, bringing the chair he was sitting in closer to Miyamine Nozomi.

"Kirishima-san, is it true or false that she can bewitch people?"

She stared intently at Gong Lingwang, forcing him to look into her eyes as well:

"Supervisor, do you believe in things like magic?"

"Of course not."

Supervisor Hayami straightened his back, looking extremely troubled, and said...

"I just feel, um... there's something about her that..."

"A captivating charm," said Miyamune Nozomi.

"Yes, that's pretty much it, the kind of charm that makes people want to give their all for it," said Supervisor Hayami, stroking his chin.

Out of instinct, Miyamine couldn't help but glance at it, then quickly looked up again:

"I heard that several supervisors who were close to her have all resigned. Is Supervisor Hayami afraid?"

"How could that be? I never believe this rumor."

Supervisor Hayami shook his head, then took a deep breath and said...

"I've learned about what happened in her family before. It usually involves psychological issues. Gong Ling, you should treat her well in the future."

"What does this have to do with me?" Miyamune frowned.

"Don't you two have a good relationship?"

Will it be alright?

It was just a relationship where we exchanged uniforms, chatted on campus, and walked home together.

"uh-huh."

Supervisor Hayami pouted and narrowed his eyes slightly, looking like he knew what was going on but wouldn't say it.

"Why is Hayami, who isn't a music educator, allowed to serve as the instructor for the brass band?" Miyamine asked.

It seemed she had struck a chord with Supervisor Hayami; she raised her hand to her lips, leaned close to Miyamine Nozomi, and whispered:

"You should ask the head of student affairs why you think that way, but I consider this workplace bullying that all new employees experience."

"Ah...I see." Miyamine Nozomi took a sip; it smelled wonderful. "But the instructor for the brass band is crucial. Are you sure you're okay with that?"

A dry smile appeared on Hayami's pretty face:

"It should be fine, right? Gu Hua told me that as long as I'm listed as an extra and attend the meetings, it'll be fine. She's really nice."

"But this won't help the club, will it?"

The supervisor, Hayami, awkwardly put his hands between his legs and shifted his body back and forth, saying:

"Should I help too?"

Don't you want it?

Although she was a supervisor, she looked too young and inexperienced, so Gong Lingwang didn't want to say anything openly.

The person directly held accountable for poor club performance is usually the club's advisor, unless everyone is just putting on a show.

"But I'm also learning, and I should be able to learn it soon. I'm a top student."

Hayami, the supervisor, who had an inexplicable sense of confidence, said to Miyamine Nozomi.

"Alright, as long as you're happy here, that's fine. If you need any help, feel free to come to me."

"clear."

"Go to class."

Miyamune nodded and left the office, but after only a few steps, she ran into Kato Ai, who was there to hand in her assignment.

Perhaps because she was helping him make money, Gong Lingwang found her particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Good morning, Kato-kun."

"Good morning."

Kato Ai was looking down at her homework when she looked up and realized it was him. She was about to speak when Miyamine Nozomi had already walked away.

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lunch break.

Today is the first club meeting since Miyamine Nozomi joined the brass band.

"This is also the first departmental meeting of the new semester. In the past, it was always the three of them, including the department head, who would be in charge."

Mizuno Souji, who was walking with Miyamine Nozomi to the club building, said...

"It's late, but we're finally about to start. Why aren't you saying anything? Don't be nervous, I'm here."

There were many students coming and going on the elevated corridor leading to the student club building.

It wasn't that Miyamune Nozomi was nervous; it was that various interfaces kept popping up in front of him from time to time.

Because only those who play wind instruments will appear on the board, many heroes will appear before Gongling Wangqian.

Strangely, Mizuno Souji, who was standing next to him, did not appear on the board.

The system may not like men.

Upon arriving at the fifth floor of the student club building, the corridor outside was already packed with people, and the door to the first music classroom was still closed.

The ratio of men to women in the wind band is usually one to nine. For the boys, it's like paradise, with the air filled with the fragrance of young girls.

In reality, the girls in the brass band don't pay attention to the increasingly rare boys at all; instead, they focus their attention on the more outstanding girls.

Unless he's very good-looking.

Coincidentally, Gongling Wang is very beautiful, attracting the attention of many girls.

However, it wasn't a girl who went up to greet them first.

"Mizuno-senpai, is this your friend?"

A tall, muscular man walked up, wearing black-rimmed glasses and with the cuffs of his white shirt rolled up to his mid-arms.

"Yes, Miyamune, this is Tatsuno-senpai, he plays the clarinet in the club."

Clarinet? Miyamine Nozomi subconsciously assumed he played the French horn or tuba, given his size.

I never expected him to play the clarinet.

"Tatsuno Murasawa," Tatsuno-senpai said with a smile.

"Hello, senior." Miyamine Nozomi nodded. "Miyarei Nozomi, flute."

"Don't be so reserved. Finally, a boy has arrived! That brings the total number of boys in the club to seven," Ryūno Murasawa said with his hands on his hips and a laugh. "Now we can play cards at night when we go camping!"

Although the brass band has a strong sense of seniority, thanks to the very small number of boys, they usually play together as a group and there is not much of a barrier between them.

"I heard a long time ago that you lived in Hokkaido and adapted to it. I wonder if you can tolerate our brass band of this caliber," said Tatsuno Murasawa with a grin.

"I'm not much better off," Miyamune Nozomi said.

"Is it a flute?"

At this moment, two more boys walked over. They were both very thin, so much so that their uniforms looked loose and couldn't hold up.

"Hasebe-senpai." Compared to his relaxed demeanor in front of Tatsuno, Mizuno Souji's expression suddenly became tense.

Hasebe Souta's gaze fell on Miyamine Nozomi, and he raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, saying:

"I heard from Gu Hua that you need to practice your flute more. I'm the head of the flute and piccolo group. If you have any questions in the future, come to me."

"Thank you, senior."

"However, I still want to say something kindly: Hokkaido is Hokkaido, and Kansai is Kansai. The two cannot be compared. What I mean is that Hokkaido is not as good as Kansai."

"Yes, senior is right."

"Hmm." Hasebe Souta looked at Miyane Nozomi for a few moments, then nodded with relief and said, "I'll talk to Tanihana about getting you a good flute."

"No need, I have my own."

"It would be better to use a better flute. Don't worry, you won't have to spend any money; the department will cover it."

"I already have a good one," Miyamine Nozomi said.

"OK."

Sōta Hasebe raised an eyebrow, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Tatsuno Murasawa, saying...

"Tatsuno, you've gotten bigger. I always said you should play the French horn."

Longye didn't reply, he just shrugged.

"No need to move tables and chairs, and no need to bring musical instruments. Just come in. The shoes are all placed at the door; I don't want anyone wearing the wrong shoes!"

A loud voice suddenly came from behind, and the club leader, Nana Shida, tore through the crowd, and the members naturally made way for her.

Beside her were Minister Kanon Tani and Vice Minister Seiko Daidouji.

The only thing that felt out of place was that Kirishima Ruka, who was a year old, was also by their side.

She also saw Gong Lingwang, and smiled at him.

Miyamine Nozomi and the somewhat dazed Mizuno Soji nodded at the same time.

"Let's go in last, it's too crowded," said Tatsuno Murasawa.

Souta Hasebe ignored him and walked straight ahead.

"Gongling." Someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw An Hechun.

"Senior Anhe."

An Hechun said with a smile:

"Although I don't know what Hasebe said, people who are nice to you might just be doing it because you haven't threatened their interests yet. Anyway, don't be too naive about people, okay?"

"clear."

"Tatsuno, you've gotten even bigger! It's a shame you're not playing the French horn with that physique."

An Hechun pinched her chin and said,

"For the sake of the club, listen to me, give up the clarinet. A tiger doesn't need to sniff a rose."

"No, I prefer the clarinet."

At this point, Tatsuno Murasawa had lost his previous carefree attitude and became very reserved, displaying a boyish innocence.

"It doesn't matter."

An Hechun smiled and took small steps forward.

A huge crowd thronged to the entrance of the first music room, then took off their indoor shoes together, and Gong Lingwang behind them seemed to be rewarding them with a complete set of socks.

Only when the girls had almost all undressed did Miyamine Nozomi step forward.

"Can you smell anything?" Mizuno Souji asked quietly as he took off his shoes.

Gong Lingwang looked at the rows of clean white indoor shoes in front of him, sniffed, and didn't smell anything strange.

"no."

"Isn't that a pity?"

"what?"

"Hey, you outside! Stop dawdling! Come in right now!" Shida Nana called from inside.

Mizuno Souji hurriedly took off his shoes, and the two of them stepped onto the soundproofing of the first music classroom, closing the door behind them as they did so.

Nearly seventy people were gathered in the same room, which was even more stuffy than coming from the corridor, but fortunately it was not yet summer.

Tani Hanane's gaze swept around the music classroom. Today was the first departmental meeting since the start of the semester, and also her first departmental meeting as the department head.

"Oh, everyone's here." The door was opened again.

The supervisor, Hayami, slammed the door shut.

The flesh-colored thin silk obediently followed the contours of the toe bone without a single extra gap, and under the light, it shimmered with a very faint, pearly luster.

Because she was young and gave off a gentle impression, and because she wasn't a professional in playing wind instruments, the students in the club didn't pay much attention to her.

"Supervisor Hayami, we've saved you a seat." Tani Hanane stood in front of the blackboard and pointed to the steel pipe chair placed in the corner.

"Thanks."

Without saying a word, Supervisor Hayami immediately went over, bowed sincerely, and then sat down.

"Supervisor Hayami, would you like to say a few words first?" Tani Hanane clasped her hands together, her smile was exceptionally charming, and her voice sounded affectionate.

"No, you guys do it," Supervisor Hayami said formally.

"How old is Supervisor Hayami?" Miyamune couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"I'm twenty-four this year, and I teach Japanese classics and music here," Mizuno Soji whispered in his ear. "That figure, those legs, and those feet, and the way she loves wearing stockings, pretty amazing, right?"

"Can she teach music?" Miyamine Nozomi only focused on the first part of the question.

"We don't need any particularly professional people, anyone can come, as long as we have a consultant."

It wasn't just them who were talking about Hayami; everyone else in the club was discussing it too, since it would seem strange for an advisor who wasn't a specialist in that field.

Of course, if the club is all men, they might be able to turn their desires into motivation and secretly demand rewards.

The problem is that the department is almost entirely composed of women.

"Quiet down, get ready for the meeting."

Daidouji Seiko tapped his fingers heavily on the table and said...

"I am the vice president, Daidouji Seiko. This year, the club has a total of 69 members, with 21 new students."

"Not bad, fresh blood." Gu Huayin clapped from the side. "Although there aren't many people, at least there are some."

Seeing her clap, the other members below also clapped, and Gong Lingwang followed suit and clapped as well.

"Let me first explain the upcoming arrangements. Last month, the minister and I attended the annual general meeting of the Wakayama City Wind Instrument Federation. According to the schedule, May is the Wakayama Children's Friendly Festival procession, and we have also received an invitation."

As soon as she spoke, the members began whispering among themselves, creating a tangible noise in the space.

Gong Lingwang glanced at Gu Huayin, who had been standing to the side the whole time.

As the department head, she didn't seem to want to take charge, instead handing over the reins to Daidouji-senpai.

"Quiet."

Daidoji Seiko simply spread his palms out and slapped the table, saying...

"This community event won't last long, but we need to prepare at least two songs."

At that moment, a slender hand was raised. Gong Lingwang looked over and saw that it was Liu Mujie Deng's hand.

"Junior Liu Mu, do you have any opinions?" Daidouji Seiko asked.

"I don't think we need to participate in this tour," Liu Mujie said bluntly.

Her suggestion made Daidouji Seiko tilt her head slightly, but in Miyamine Nozomi's eyes, it wasn't an assessment, but rather a sign of concern.