I play wind instruments in Kansai

After school in the afternoon, Miyamine Nozomi walked out of the classroom and headed to the club building with Mizuno Souji.

"Have you decided what piece to play?"

"Senior Ryuno said it was 'The Swordsman's Entrance,' which they played a year ago. I heard that this time they were in a rush, and if they couldn't learn it in a year, they wouldn't have to play it," he said.

"I see."

"But even those who don't boast should go and do those mysterious dance steps."

For these teenagers who are still in school, the desire to dance in the street and the reluctance to dance in the street represent two extremes.

On one hand, I felt that walking in public was too silly, but on the other hand, I felt it was very youthful and I could accept the cheers of passersby.

In reality, most schools don't perform with smiles like the "Orange Devil" in marching band performances. Just being able to carry their instruments and walk the entire course is considered a success.

The two walked along the elevated corridor to the floor of the brass band section. They arrived just in time. Miyamine Nozomi liked the feeling of being stuck in the middle by the girls.

It refers to the order of arrival.

Take off your shoes and walk into the first music classroom. There are no plans for an ensemble performance right now, so there isn't a single music stand in the classroom.

Miyamine Nozomi and Mizuno Soji spotted Tatsuno Sawamura immediately; he looked very tall and conspicuous.

"So slow!" he muttered as soon as the two arrived.

Because there were too many girls in the classroom, and Longye was a boy who looked rough but was actually very shy, he could only stay to the side and not say a word.

Mizuno Soji spoke to him in a low voice with a smile, while Miyamine Nozomi's gaze kept sweeping around the classroom.

All the girls he knew were there, his only worry was...

It wasn't exactly worry, but I felt that Kirishima Ruka might be isolated because of the rumors and wasn't in a good state. Fortunately, Kato Ai, who was very outgoing, was by her side, so she didn't feel lonely.

"Some people haven't arrived yet, so I won't wait any longer. Everyone, look over here." Daidouji Seiko clapped his hands together.

She had an oval face, fair skin, and a model-like height of 1.7 meters, slightly taller than the top student, Nana Shida, standing beside her. Her D-cup breasts were prominently displayed.

Even her loquat-colored sailor uniform couldn't hide her graceful figure.

Gong Lingwang withdrew his gaze and observed the differences compared to last time.

The upperclassmen who play the flute haven't arrived yet, nor has Supervisor Hayami.

"This time, the music march has chosen 'The Swordsman's Entrance,' which many of you should have heard. Here are the sheet music for each section. I won't go into too much detail. If you have any questions, ask the section leaders. The section leaders can come up and get them."

As soon as she finished speaking, the other section leaders went to get their own section's pieces. Gong Lingwang was very upset because his section leader did not come.

"Toda-senpai, come up here to get the flute." Tani Kanon seemed to have noticed this as well, and said to a girl in the crowd.

"Yes."

A girl with bob haircut responded and stepped forward to take the already thin flute sheet music.

She took the sheet music and turned to look for someone. Finally, her gaze fell on Gong Lingwang, whose white-socked feet walked quickly towards her.

"Here, take this." She pursed her lips and handed over the sheet music as if she were handing over a love letter.

"Thanks."

"Erika Toda, you're a second-year student. You can just call me Toda-senpai."

"Thank you, Toda-senpai."

"Mmm." Her voice was soft and sweet. Although her figure wasn't as voluptuous as Daidouji-senpai's, her small size had its own charm.

After speaking, Erika Toda disappeared into the group of girls. She was an ordinary girl in every way and was inconspicuous among the vibrant young girls.

"Besides those three-year students, the only two-year and one-year students in the flute group are you and her," Tatsuno Sawamura whispered.

"I see." Miyamune nodded.

"Speaking of which, there are so many cute and pretty girls in the brass band, but none of them are my girlfriend."

Mizuno Soji said through gritted teeth,

"Senior, is this really normal?"

"How would I know... but Junior Miyamune shouldn't have this kind of trouble."

"If you want to be popular with girls, show them your abilities, and I'll start to like you too."

Having left all the affairs to Daidouji Seiko, Tani Hanane, standing in the corner, looked at them with a broad smile and said...

"So don't worry, there's plenty of time ahead."

The two men remained silent, their bodies tense. They were the type who could say all sorts of things in private, but couldn't say a word in front of a girl.

Moreover, they understood that the "like" that Senior Sister Gu Hua spoke of was completely different from the "like" in their hearts.

Gong Lingwang looked down and flipped through the sheet music, which included a full score and a flute score.

In a wind ensemble, each section has a different score. Although the flute is a woodwind instrument, as a high-pitched melodic instrument, its melodic lines and technical requirements are usually different from those of woodwind instruments such as the clarinet.

In flute scores, there are further subdivisions, with notes such as Flute1, Flute2, Flute3, etc., placed on the score.

That is: first flute, second flute, third flute, and if there are enough people, there is a fourth flute.

The first flute usually plays the main melody of the flute section, while the second flute is responsible for the harmonic inner voices and counterpoint melodies in the middle register.

The third part is responsible for reinforcing the bass notes of the flute and enhancing the thickness of the voice.

In terms of technique and difficulty, the scores for the first flute are often more technically demanding and ornate, while the second and third flutes are responsible for pitch accuracy, timbre, and harmonic support.

Gong Lingwang felt that as a freshman, his seniors probably wouldn't allow him to play the first flute.

But even if you don't blow it, it's fine. Just following the group and waving a little colorful ball around is also nice.

Inside the first music classroom, the members all received their sheet music and began chattering away.

"In short, everyone has received their sheet music now. If anyone is missing any instruments, please report it today," Daidouji Seiko shouted.

"good!"

"Dismissed! Meet on the playground tomorrow!"

People surged toward the classroom door like a tide. Miyamine Nozomi was about to go out with "Souno" when someone gently patted her on the shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw Minister Gu Hua, her brown eyes beneath thick eyelashes staring intently at him.

"The marching party requires everyone to wear the same costumes. I don't know your size yet. Are you free now?"

Her voice is very infectious, and she always has a pleasing smile on her face, giving people a gentle and approachable impression.

When Mizuno Soji saw that Miyamine Nozomi hadn't followed, he thought he had been swept away by the women and quickly turned around to call out to him.

When she found out that the minister had kept her behind, she left with Tatsuno Sawamura, filled with envy and jealousy.

"Okay, now?" Miyamine Nozomi said.

Tani Hanayone nodded:

"Of course, we need to save some money in the department right now. We'll use last year's costumes. Except for the first-year students, many of us don't need to change them."

"oh......"

Were the upperclassmen already this well-endowed when they entered the university? Was Daidouji-senpai one too?

Gongling Wang really wanted to know, but dared not ask.

"What about Mizuno?"

"He was measured by Ryūno yesterday."

kindness?

Good grief, you're not taking yourself along, are you?

Before long, only the first-year students remained in the first music classroom. Including him, there were probably twenty-one first-year students.

There was only one boy present, which caused the usually carefree and spirited girls to suddenly fall silent, revealing a noticeable restraint.

"Who wants to go first?" Tani Hana took out a roll of soft measuring tape, as if it had appeared out of magic.

No one responded. After waiting for a year, the girls all lowered their heads in unison, while some went to look at Miyamine Nozomi instead.

These numbers are very private to them.

Miyamine Nozomi, who considered herself barely able to read the room, said "I'm the last one" and left the first music classroom, waiting at the door.

When he arrived at the door, he could hear the conversation inside suddenly become lively, with girls huddled together, occasionally letting out clear and melodious laughter.

"Wow, it's so big!"

"Don't say that!"

"You took a pad, didn't you? You weren't like this before."

"I didn't use any padding! This is all-natural!"

Miyamine Nozomi stared intently out the window, as if she could hear the faint rustling of the uniform fabric and see the slight indentation caused by the ruler pressing against the girl's soft flesh.

The weather is so nice today, even the birds are singing.

I'm really curious to know just how much Kirishima and Yanagi really weigh.

Inside, it was still bustling with activity. Every now and then, a few girls would come out after taking their measurements. Perhaps they thought Gong Lingwang was quite nice, handsome, and a gentleman, so they would usually greet him with a smile.

"Miyarei-kun, you are a good person."

"Yes, you're welcome."

"You're a good person, I like you~~~"

"Okay, I like you too."

"Gongling is a good person~~~"

"Yes, you too."

The girls, speaking in their cute and charming Kansai dialect, interacted with Miyamine Nozomi one by one. The girls in the brass band always liked to follow those rules that weren't really rules.

A moment later, Kato Ai and Kirishima Ruka came out. Kato Ai was still complaining about gaining weight over the past two years, muttering, "Last year my waist was only 56cm, now it's 58cm."

Although it's not very thick.

Kirishima Ruka put on her shoes, tilted her head back, and smiled as she said:

"Miyamine-kun, should I say it too?"

"No need, isn't it my turn?" Miyamune Nozomi was so fed up with the confession that she almost threw up.

Kato Ai had never looked at Miyamine Nozomi's body like this before: "Miyamine, you don't seem to be that big. You're only a size bigger than us."

"Compared to senior Ryūno, he certainly doesn't look very big."

Gong Lingwang opened the door to the first music classroom and closed it behind him.

Shida Nana was sitting on a steel tube chair recording dimensions, while Tani Hana was squatting down to help the willow wood lamp measure its dimensions.

Daidoji Seiko did not drive him away when he entered, which meant he tacitly allowed him to stay.

It seems that in her heart, her relationship with Liu Mujiedeng is not simple, and it doesn't matter if she is seen.

"Not bad."

Gu Huayin pressed her soft ruler against Liu Mujie's soft breasts, looking at the markings on it as she spoke.

"79".

Upon hearing this number, Shida Nana was surprised, but she didn't forget to pick up her pen and write it down, muttering in shock to herself:

"84/54/79, isn't that almost a D cup?"

Gong Lingwang gasped.

No one could tell that beneath the cotton fabric covering the area of ​​the willow wood lamp lay a pair of full, secret breasts, and her buttocks were extremely pert.

He rested his hand on his chin, pondering why this was happening; he didn't usually pay attention to such numbers.

After a while, Gong Lingwang suddenly realized.

Haruki's uniform is a loose-fitting sailor style with a square collar and straight lapel. It doesn't fit as perfectly as a Western-style uniform, and the hem is loose.

But no matter what, the willow wood lanterns need to be improved.

"You're so beautiful. People who like you will like you even more."

Tani Hanako didn't hold back her praise, making Yanagi Yuto blush. Through the girl's black hair, you could see that her earlobes were already turning red.

"There's still a gap compared to the Holy Son," Nana Shida said.

Just as Liu Mujie was about to speak, she noticed Gong Lingwang standing to the side.

Even though she was properly dressed in her uniform and skirt, she still raised her hand to cover her private parts, as if she had been seen through the fabric. Her face flushed, she questioned:

"What are you doing here!"

"Someone called me in," Miyamune said in a serious tone.

Willow Wood Lamp's cheeks were rosy, but she still wore an expression of displeasure as she grabbed his collar and said:

"rogue!"

"Don't make a sound."

Daidouji Seiko raised his hand and touched her head. This small gesture was enough to calm her down. Miyamine Nozomi was amazed.

Gu Huayin straightened the measuring tape and said with a smile:

"Gong Ling, come here, let me measure you."

"Minister?" Liu Mujie's full eye bags twitched. "You don't need to do that."

"What's the big deal? It's just taking measurements. If I don't do something, I feel like I'm not a minister anymore."

"No, no need."

Liu Mujie hurriedly stepped forward, took the soft ruler from Gu Huayin's hand, and said...

"I'll take the measurements for him."

"Huh? Is it okay?" Tani Hanane asked, feigning surprise. "Taking a boy's measurements? Isn't Yanagi-senpai the one who hates contact with boys the most?"

"It's okay."

Liu Mujie, her face flushed, strode towards Gong Lingwang, tugged at his arm, glanced at him, and whispered through gritted teeth.

"Aren't you leaving yet!"

Gong Lingwang bowed to the three senior students and said, "I'm leaving now."

"Be careful, okay? Don't get caught." Gu Huayin smiled, like a kind mother giving advice to her daughter.

Willow Wood Lamp hurriedly put on her indoor shoes, her toes hidden inside black stockings, faintly revealing a hint of flesh color, and she wasn't wearing any nail polish.

"Come with me," she said.

Gongling Wang followed her, and asked in a low voice on the way:

"The minister said your bust size is 79, is that true?"

"You heard that?!"

Liu Mujie frowned; even without turning her head, a large red patch could be seen on her neck.

"Hmm, 84, 54, 79, you have a great figure."

When Miyamine Nozomi said this, she had no ulterior motives; it was simply a literal compliment.

Hearing the sensitive numbers, Liu Mujie pursed her lips, but her heart couldn't help but leap with joy at those words. She gripped the measuring tape tightly, the heat in her palms seeming to melt it:

"You shouldn't have heard that clearly. Shut up, you scoundrel."

Since the sheet music had just been distributed, many members would stay in their respective vocal sections' classrooms.

A horribly awful melody reached my ears. The sound wasn't just pure noise; it was more like the painful struggle of a newborn infant who had just been sentenced to death but was unwilling to accept it.

The sound was so bad that Miyamine Nozomi had absolutely no desire for the 79D anymore.

Following the willow-wood lamp, we arrived at the classroom next to the stairwell. The space was small, and several large cardboard boxes were piled on the floor.

This is the storage room for the brass band, filled with items needed for the cultural festival.

"Come here." Willow Wood Lamp held the cream-colored soft ruler tightly, his fingertips turning white from the force.

Gong Lingwang stood still, opening his arms in a gesture that resembled a human cross.

Willowwood lamp circled behind him, the metal end of the ruler brushing against the skin on the back of Gong Lingwang's neck, making him shiver from the cold.

"hiss--"

"Stop shaking! Stand still!"

"......"