I play wind instruments in Kansai

The storage room window was half-open, and dust motes floated slowly in the slanting beams of light. The unpleasant music, along with the distant shouts of the baseball team, all reached Miyamine Nozomi's ears.

"When you were in Hokkaido, was it also a girl who helped you take measurements?" Yuuki's voice was a little lower than usual, carrying a faint hint of girlish charm.

Miyamine Nozomi said, "Boy."

"Really?"

There are more boys than girls over there.

"Hmph."

Liu Mujie could see a very fine, unironed crease on the collar of his uniform. The measuring tape slid along the fabric of his shirt towards his other shoulder. She chuckled softly.

"Only forty-six, Gongling is really small."

"..." Gong Lingwang let her laugh at him.

She took out her phone, wrote down the shoulder width data, and picked up the measuring tape again.

Then there's the arm length, starting from the outside of the shoulder bone and often wandering outwards along the contour of the arm, the fingertips touching the skin of his arm through the thin white shirt.

Willow Knot Lantern's face was tense, her breathing almost imperceptibly light, as if to distract herself, she spoke:

"I told Senior Gu Hua."

"What?"

"You'll play the flute well, um... 58..."

"and then?"

"Senior Gu Hua is a very nice person. She said you must have your own reasons for not wanting to take the lead. She won't interfere, but she would be very happy if you could take the initiative."

"oh."

"What? You don't have any ideas of your own?"

Willow Wood Lamp glanced at him and began measuring Gong Lingwang's chest circumference. The measuring tape was placed in front of his chest, and the two completed an extremely brief, incomplete hug.

"Liu Mu, why are you so obsessed with going all over the country?" Gong Lingwang asked.

"Hmm..."

Willow Knot Lamp's forehead was very close to his chest, close enough that he could feel the warmth emanating from his young body and his slightly quickened heartbeat.

She just didn't know whether it was his or hers.

To hide the rising heat in her cheeks, she pretended to look down at the markings on the measuring tape and said:

"For revenge."

"Revenge? Revenge on Kirishima?" The image of Kirishima Ryuka naturally came to mind.

Willow Knot Lamp tugged hard at the soft ruler.

Gongling Wang frowned:

"Mmm...you're squeezing me so tight..."

"I did it on purpose." Liu Mujie loosened the measuring tape, measured the bust size, and then knelt down again.

As a result, the angle looked rather unseemly, as if she were being helped. Her heart warmed, and she looked up to find that Gong Lingwang was also looking down at her.

Their eyes met.

"What are you looking at, you pervert?" She squinted.

"I haven't said anything yet."

"I know what you're thinking."

Willow Knot Lantern shifted its position, standing beside his legs as it spoke.

"When I was in the brass band, Kirishima was very strong, and she was just as nice as she is now. I was happy to be friends with her. But now that I think about it, I think that way because I was manipulated by her. But I really love playing the brass band, and that hasn't changed. Even without her, I would still want to go to the national tournament."

"If it weren't for her, would you have been unable to participate in the competition?"

The willow knot lamp runs from the bone point on his side waist, along the outer line of his leg, down to his ankle.

"Hmph, so what? The final outcome is the same anyway."

"Is it possible that Kirishima would be upset if she knew you believed your past friendship was due to her abilities?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Mujie immediately became angry, raised her hand and pinched the outside of his thigh, saying:

"Whose side are you really on?"

"Hiss—" Gongling Wang grinned.

"alright."

"Is it a custom-made garment?"

"How could that be? In the end, it's still determined by size, it's just about the same."

"Then why do we need to measure it?"

"Because some people lie about the data."

Willowwood Lamp, swinging the soft ruler in both hands, glanced at Gongling.

"Liars will receive clothes that don't fit their body shape, and in the end they'll have to beg the ministers to change them, but by then it'll be too late."

Miyamine Nozomi understands that some girls deliberately exaggerate their measurements, which ultimately makes their clothes look too big.

"So what are the club's plans now?"

"Daidouji-senpai said she wanted to change her advisor, but I didn't dare to ask too many questions."

Willow Knot Lamp glanced away and said,

"I'm going back to the practice room. Don't fall behind, and don't go home too early."

"Um."

The measuring tape made a soft rustling sound in her hand. In the beam of light, dust continued to dance tirelessly, some settling on her calves covered in black stockings.

Miyamine Nozomi and Yanagi Yuto walked out of the classroom one after the other, only to run into Hasebe Sōta, the leader of the harpsichord and piccolo section.

A boy, also a flautist, followed behind her.

The two had just come up the stairs, and the meeting that had just taken place hadn't even started.

"What were those two secretly doing in the storeroom?" Hasebe Souta asked, raising an eyebrow.

Another boy said with a mocking laugh:

"Hey you guys, there are so many people in the brass band, don't try to have sex in a place like this—"

"Fuck you, it's none of your business."

Liu Mujie cursed at the two of them, rolled his eyes, and turned to leave.

Miyamine Nozomi was startled by what she said. You see, in clubs, especially the brass band, the relationship between seniors and juniors is very important.

The senior who told the two not to secretly do it pretended to be scared, shrugging his shoulders and muttering, "Ouch, that's fierce~~".

"What kind of tone are you using to talk to me?" Hasebe Souta raised his hand unhappily, trying to grab Yanagi Yuuto's arm.

But just as they were about to touch, Gongling Wang precisely grabbed her wrist, his thumb and forefinger wedged into the most prominent part of her wrist bone.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment of contact.

Gongling Wang said softly:

"Senior, it seems that only Toda-senpai is in the practice room right now. We should go there as soon as possible and discuss with her how to divide the practice space."

Hasebe Souta's right cheek twitched, but he didn't say anything. He was subtly trying to shake off Miyamine Nozomi's hand that was holding his wrist.

But he found that no matter how hard he tried, Gong Lingwang's hand seemed to be fixed in place, and he could not pull it back no matter how hard he tried. It could only hang in the air and tremble repeatedly.

The two were subtly exerting their strength, their arm muscles tense, creating a silent struggle.

Liu Mujie could clearly see that Hasebe-senpai was completely suppressed by Miyamine, which was somewhat beyond her expectations.

"Let go of me," Hasebe Souta said through gritted teeth.

Miyamine loosened his grip, and a clear mark was visible on Hasebe's wrist.

"Willow, you should go back," he said.

However, Willow Knot Lantern remained standing in place, seemingly unwilling to leave directly.

It wasn't until Miyamine Nozomi said "It's okay" that she loosened her clenched fist, quietly tucked it to the outside of her skirt, and turned to go to the trumpet practice room.

"Your girlfriend?" Hasebe Souta put his hands behind his back, actually rubbing his wrists.

"My childhood sweetheart," Miyamine Nozomi said bluntly.

Souta Hasebe, with one hand on his hip, looked at her back and said:

"This person has such a fiery temper, can you handle him?"

"Let's go back to the practice room. Toda-senpai has been waiting for a long time," Miyamine Nozomi said.

"Hmph."

He didn't say much, and the three of them returned to the flute classroom together.

The Osamu Wind Ensemble does not have piccolo; it only has four flutes.

The piccolo is not dispensable in the wind section; in fact, no instrument is truly dispensable, it's just a matter of whether it's necessary or not.

The piccolo is often regarded by the wind section as an instrument that expands the color repertoire, providing brightness and projection in the very high register.

In the absence of a piccolo, some pieces can be played by the flute, but the actual effect will certainly not be as good as that of the piccolo.

Erika Toda was sitting alone in the empty classroom. When she saw the three of them enter, she quickly stood up and bowed slightly, saying:

"Hasebe-senpai, Okamoto-senpai."

"Thank you for your hard work, junior." The slender senior Okamoto raised his hand and smiled.

Gong Lingwang glanced at him. No wonder he had the same name as Taozi, and he looked rather unattractive.

Is there any hope for this flute section?

"It's alright." Toda-senpai stepped forward and said, "This is the newly issued sheet music, 'The Swordsman's Entrance'."

"I know." Hasebe waved his hand, not even looking at her, and plopped down on the table, pulling out his phone and saying, "I bragged about that back in first grade."

Toda-senpai pursed her lips and cautiously glanced at Miyamine Nozomi:

"Then how should it be allocated?"

"Same as before, I'm first, Okamoto is second, and Toda-senpai, you're third..."

Hasebe-senpai, halfway through his sentence, turned to look at Miyamine Nozomi and said...

"Miyatane, you're also the third flute player, right? How's it going?"

"I have no objection."

"Really? I thought people from Shenxu would be a bit arrogant," Okamoto said with a smile.

Gongling Wang tilted his head and said:

"It's okay if you want me to be a little arrogant."

"Oh dear, that startled me."

Senior Okamoto chuckled dismissively.

"You're a B editor at Shenxu, right? You still need to work harder."

"If Shenxu (B-level editor) can get the full gold medal, can Zhimu (B-level editor) do the same?"

"Miyarei, you are now Haruki's student, not Hokkaido Shin-Asahi. Figure out your role and which team you are serving," said senior student Hasebe.

No? Who brought it up first? Are you trying to apply double standards to me here?

Erika Toda quietly came to the rescue:

"Um... how about we start practicing? Junior Miyamine probably hasn't played it before, right?"

"No need, you guys can keep talking, I have things to do."

Souta Hasebe picked up the sheet music and tucked it under his arm.

"If there's anything you don't understand, just send me a message."

"......Um, oh oh." Erika Toda could only nod helplessly.

Hasebe Soten glanced at Miyamine and said:

"Gong Ling, keep playing. I'm going to check on you tomorrow. If you don't play well, go play with the colored balls in the back."

"Senior, I'm pretty good at playing with colored balls too."

"Miyare-kun, shh—" Erika Toda raised her finger to her lips, her eyes narrowing with nervousness.

"Heh, let's see how you do, Okamoto, let's go."

"Bye-Bye."

The two stayed in the classroom for a while, then picked up the sheet music and left, seemingly heading towards the first music classroom to find the department head and the others.

"Junior Gongling, are you alright?"

Erika Toda stepped forward, still holding a flute in her hands. The flute was not silver, but plated with rose gold, which rippled luxuriously in the light.

"It's alright, I'll go get the flute."

Miyamine Nozomi has a crush on this second-year senior.

Back in the instrument management room, the instrument cases for each instrument were mostly black, and many members would hang decorations on the instrument cases.

Of the three flutes in the department, only Miyamori Nozomi had one. He easily found his and put it back in the spot where he had left it that morning.

Back in the flute practice room, as soon as I placed the flute case on the table, Erika Toda's small body came closer, her bright eyes shining:

"Is this a three-note flute?"

"Yes, the 301 with three rings, open-end, curved, B-tail, and NEL."

Gongling Wang said,

"This flute costs over 800,000 yen, it's very expensive."

At this point, they wouldn't say it was rented.

Erika Toda gripped her rose gold flute tightly in both hands and said enviously:

"Wow, junior Gongling, you're so rich! This instrument must be at least professional-grade, right?"

"It's alright, it's a decent entry-level skill," said Gong Lingwang.

Wow~~

She also longed to have an expensive advanced flute, but unfortunately her family wasn't well-off, and she loved playing the flute.

Even so, Erika Toda still felt that her parents were the best parents because they still bought her a Yamaha YFL beginner flute.

Even though it's at least 600,000 yen less than the flute in front of me.

"It's just that my family is rich," Miyamine Nozomi said.

"Is there any difference?" Erika Toda asked unconsciously, her indoor shoe lightly tapping against the wooden floor.

Gongling Wang pieced the flutes together, paused for a moment, and then said:

"It seems there really is no difference; it will all be mine in the future."

"What are you saying?"

Erika Toda thought this junior was quite cute, smiled, and then moved a steel pipe chair and a music stand to his side, saying...

"What's your relationship with Liu Mu, your junior?"

"Childhood sweethearts".

Everyone in the brass band seemed very curious about his relationship with Willow, Miyamine thought.

"Isn't she your girlfriend?"

Erika Toda tilted her head and asked, her hair sliding down her slightly chubby cheeks.

She didn't seem to have any ulterior motives; she was just genuinely curious.

Gongling Wang said:

"no."

Compared to Yuuki Yuuki, Toda-senpai's thighs under her skirt were not firm or plump, but rather appeared thin.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that there's nothing about her that would attract male desire.

"Would you like to play this?" Miyamune Nozomi handed over the assembled flute.

"No, no, this flute is yours." Erika Toda quickly shook her head, but held her own flute tightly.

Gong Lingwang then understood why.

She loved her cheap flute so much that if she were to replace it, she would inevitably end up playing it herself.

She's a senior student with a strange "germaphobia".

"Shall we give it a try first?" Miyamine Nozomi placed the sheet music on the music stand.

"it is good."

Erika Toda shook her little head from side to side as she took her phone out of her school uniform pocket.

"Will it be okay to use an electronic tuner?"

"I'm fine with either."

OK~~~

As she adjusted the pitch, Gong Lingwang turned to look at her phone screen and whispered:

"Toda-senpai, I suggest you adjust your standard pitch a little higher, to A442."

"Hmm?"

Erika Toda didn't even ask, just nodded as if it were a habit.

"Ooh ooh ooh!"

"I don't know if there's any difference between our flute and the one from Haruki. We play A4 on the flute and then check the middle notes G and B," said Miyamine Nozomi.

"So are we."

Erika Toda placed her phone next to the instrument case and thought that, if nothing unexpected happened, this junior was probably trying to pretend to know something in front of her, his senior.

After all, An Hechun had once told her that "bad students have a lot of stationery," because An Hechun's academic performance was very poor, but she had all kinds of stationery.