I play wind instruments in Kansai

Although Anhe, the senior, distrusted him, or rather, she didn't take Gong Lingwang seriously at all, treating him only as a handsome junior.

Fortunately, Kato Ai agreed.

Back in the flute practice room, Erika Toda was looking down, repeatedly pinching the soft flesh of her thigh, seemingly troubled by something.

Gongling Wang walked into the classroom and took out the flute as if he hadn't seen it.

It wasn't until the instrument clicked as it was turned upside down that Erika Toda realized what was happening and leaned back in shock.

She felt so hot all over, and to dispel the heat, she quickly placed her hands on the cold surface of the steel tubular chair.

An awkward silence hung between them. Gong Lingwang asked bluntly:

"Does Toda-senpai think she's too voluptuous?"

No, not at all.

"I saw it," Erika Toda said, her voice noticeably higher than usual, her hair gently brushing against her slightly flushed cheeks.

"I just feel like I can't adapt to it."

"What?"

"It's the costume for the performance, hasn't Junior Gong Ling seen it before?"

"not yet."

"The dress was very short, I don't understand why."

Erika Toda raised her hand and placed it on her thigh, saying...

"We're probably almost there, and if the wind picks up, it could get even worse."

"Isn't it almost to the top of your thigh? You lecher."

"......"

Eri Toda lowered her head shyly. Boys, on the other hand, didn't need to wear skirts; they wore trousers instead.

"Speaking of which, do you know Anhe-senpai?" Miyamune asked.

"Jun, of course I know her." Erika Toda seemed to have remembered something happy and couldn't help but smile.

"Is Anhe-senpai a bad girl?"

"No, she's just a bit slow at studying, but she's very kind to us. Besides, she might have to repeat a grade next year, and she's been very open about it."

"Is he that stupid?"

"But her batting technique is very good, and it would be good for us if she could stay next year," Erika Toda said. "Anyway, let's practice first, shall we?"

She wasn't saddened at all by the possibility of her senior repeating a year; on the contrary, she was quite excited.

After reassembling the flute, Miyamine Nozomi asked, "Hasebe-senpai and the others haven't been here?"

"Hmm, not yet."

Erika Toda's face showed a worried expression.

"Junior Gongling, the election for the group leader of our wind band is based on grade level. No matter how good you are, you can't be the group leader. This is an established practice."

"Hmm." Gong Lingwang pulled over a steel pipe chair and sat down next to her, his fingers turning the pages of the sheet music.

Because he was standing quite close, Erika Toda unconsciously raised her hand to smooth out her naturally curly hair:

Even if you want to get into the A-level program, it's done in order of grade level.

"That was before, things are different now."

"How can they be different?"

Miyamine looked at her and said, "Do you know Kirishima-kun?"

When her gaze met his, Erika Toda looked away the instant their eyes met.

"Yeah, of course I know her. She's a very famous junior, super pretty and quiet. I heard her family is also very rich... Um, sorry, I didn't mean anything by it."

"If she wanted to, the rules of the brass band could be broken in no time," Miyamine Nozomi said.

Erika Toda tilted her head in confusion, then laughed happily:

"Huh? Junior Gongling, you actually believe that kind of rumor is true?"

"You don't believe me?"

"I don't think it's that far-fetched."

Erika Toda smiled wryly, quietly lowering her gaze as she spoke.

"If that were really the case, the world would have been exactly as she wished long ago, wouldn't it?"

She wasn't wrong. If Kirishima really had that much power, she would have been living a life that everyone envied long ago.

But that's not actually the case. Her parents died, and she was a "stay-at-home girl" for several years. What people envy is probably the inheritance left by her parents and her appearance.

Kirishima Ruka still had many things she hadn't told him, Miyamine Nozomi thought.

"So, shall we practice?" Erika Toda asked in an extremely cautious tone.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the milky-white curtains, which were fluttering in the breeze, and gently fell on her stockings.

In her eyes, Miyamine Nozomi is no longer just a junior, but a junior with outstanding skills; she is a junior in terms of playing the wind instruments.

"The senior students aren't here, so we haven't played together," said Miyamine Nozomi. "Shouldn't we ask them?"

"If they're in a hurry, they'll come to us on their own."

From Erika Toda's shyly smiling lips, one could glimpse her pearly white teeth.

"I always thought that I was enough for the flute, but now I think the two of us are enough."

"..."

From a feasibility standpoint, double flutes can be used in a 55-person A formation, but it is definitely not the best option.

Basically, when two flutes play together, the orchestra's playing will completely drown out the passages, and the conductor will have a very difficult time when the flutes need to play the melodies.

There is only one solution: have other instruments play softly, but this will damage the musical expression.

There's also the issue of limited repertoire selection; in short, two flutes have many disadvantages.

Seeing Erika Toda's innocent smile, Nozomi Miyamine also smiled:

"What my senior said is right."

He doesn't deny that his conflict with Hasebe, the group leader, will eventually escalate to the point where it's either him or Hasebe.

At that time, how will the officers of the wind band take sides?

"Junior Miyamine, are there many people pursuing you?" Erika Toda's face flushed.

Gongling Wang shook his head and said:

"No, and I don't have a girlfriend either."

Erika Toda pursed her lips slightly and smiled as she said:

"Really? You're not saying this on purpose, are you?"

Miyamune didn't even look at her. Although Toda-senpai was cute, she wasn't someone he wanted to date.

"Why would I say that to my senior on purpose? I don't want to date you."

His tone didn't sound like he was joking at all; rather, it was so calm that she felt embarrassed.

Erika Toda, initially so naive as to misunderstand, gave an awkward laugh. She pulled her legs together, straightened her back, and forced herself to speak:

"Don't get me wrong, actually I have a lot of admirers too."

"Really? How about starting from where you were howling yesterday?"

He got into the zone quickly, Erika Toda shrugged.

"OK."

◇

The second to last period in the morning was a Chinese classics class taught by Supervisor Hayami.

From the moment she entered, Miyamine Nozomi could tell that she was in very good spirits. Her eyes were more watery than usual, and her steps were lighter than usual.

"Supervisor Hayami, you seem to be in a good mood today?"

As soon as get out of class ended, one of the more talkative students asked a question.

"People who work should always maintain a good mood, right?" Supervisor Hayami was surrounded by an indescribable gentle glow as he picked up his textbooks and walked out of the classroom.

Miyamune Nozomi felt that it must be his "sensitive body" from yesterday that was working its magic. Seeing how energetic Director Hayami was, he wanted to experience it for himself.

"Miyatane, come to my office," Supervisor Hayami called out.

"oh."

As Gongling Wang stood up and passed the seat of Liu Mujie Deng, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm:

"Hey, what are you doing? Why does Supervisor Hayami keep calling you?"

"Ew~~~~~!"

Before they could even reply, some of the mischievous boys in the class started making a fuss about them.

"What are you yelling for?" Liu Mujie just glared back coldly, and the boys fell silent.

Miyamine Nozomi suspected that those boys were deliberately trying to be glared at; it was utterly disgusting.

"I don't know, do you want to come along?"

"Tell me when you're done." She released her grip.

They're very strict.

As Miyamine left the classroom, the supervisor Hayami, who was walking in front of her, had a beautiful gait; in fact, the way her hips swayed in her bodycon skirt was very alluring.

Other teachers asked her what was so good that she was so happy, but she just smiled slightly.

No? Just how comfortable are the things the system gives you? Gong Lingwang frowned.

Upon arriving at the office, Supervisor Hayami sat on the manual chair, her legs, wrapped in shredded meat, slightly turned towards him.

At the table next to her was Ayaka Osaka, a math teacher, who kept propping her chin up and staring at the two of them.

"Gongling, I want to ask you something."

"Please speak," said Miyamune Nozomi.

Do you know how to contact Mr. Kitahara Hakuba?

"Hmm?"

Kitahara Hakuba was formerly the instructor and advisor of the Hokkaido Shin-Asahi Concert Band. He is also a nationally renowned conductor and one of the judges of this year's national competition.

Supervisor Hayami knew him because he had worked in the Shin-Asahi Brass Band.

"Director Hayami, he's already married, so it's hopeless," Miyamine Nozomi said.

"What did you say?!"

Supervisor Hayami frowned, a hint of anger in his eyes.

"What I mean is, his 'Basic Course on Conducting and Instruction for the Academy's Wind Ensemble' is too expensive; it would cost a lot of money to buy it. I was thinking that since you used to be a member there, maybe you could get a discount or something."

Gong Ling stared blankly for a moment, then asked in astonishment:

"...Are you going to class?"

Hayami Tenma Sei smiled faintly, his gaze falling on the black pen he was gently twirling in his right hand, and said:

"A person is learning throughout their life. I thought it through last night. Since Liu Mu and the others are serious, I should also work hard."

Gongling gazed at her profile, intending to say, "This is fine," but then changed his mind and said instead:

"Supervisor Hayami, you'll never catch up."

"Why?" Hayami Tenma stopped twirling his pen, blinked his brown eyes, and said, "What school do you think I graduated from?"

Although she is from Hokkaido, she is also a graduate of Waseda University and has great confidence in her learning ability.

"It has nothing to do with which school you graduated from. You might graduate the year after next, or even next year, but you definitely can't do it this year."

Gongling Wang said in a very serious tone,

"Providing guidance to the wind instrument section is no small task; you need to be proficient in every instrument. Can you handle it?"

"......"

After a night of unbridled indulgence, Hayami Tenma woke up today feeling refreshed and invincible, as if he could face any adversity head-on.

Even now, after hearing what Miyamune Nozomi said, she still feels the same way.

Hayami Tenma Sei, with his long legs spread wide, said:

"That's because you, Gongling, have never seen a genius."

"I'm so tired of hearing the word 'genius'," Miyamune Nozomi muttered under her breath.

"So, do you have connections?"

"Mr. Kitahara pays more attention to female members than male members. I don't have his contact information either, but I will try my best to get in touch with him for you."

"Don't talk about people like that." Hayami Tenma thought Miyamine was joking with her, and couldn't help but laugh.

Just then, a figure appeared at the door and quickly walked in.

He is the Holy Son of Daidoji.

The loquat-colored sailor uniform she wore was stretched a little tight, and the fabric at her chest was stretched into an arc by a certain fullness, like a sail full of wind.

Black stockings extended straight out from under the skirt, their sheen slightly raised on the calves, creating an alluring effect.

I could almost hear the rustling sound of thighs and pantyhose rubbing against each other.

Gong Lingwang watched as she walked over and stood beside him.

I've never been this close to her before.

"Supervisor Hayami, I have something to tell you."

Daidouji Seiko had a solemn expression. Like Tani Hana, she possessed a body that could captivate anyone's soul, yet she appeared as cold and aloof as a still pond.

Hayami Tenma seemed to know what she was going to say:

"Don't worry, it's just morning exercises today, right? I'll go watch."

"no."

Daidouji Seiko glanced at Miyamine Nozomi beside him, but her obsidian-like eyes revealed not a trace of interest in him.

"I've already spoken to Principal Kosaka. Supervisor Hayami, you no longer need to serve as the brass band instructor. The school will hire a professional consultant from outside."

Her words reached Hayami Tenma Sei's ears, and the beautiful teacher's friendly smile froze instantly, as if she hadn't yet reacted.

However, Ayaka Osaka, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it any longer and directly questioned:

"Daidouji-kun, you went directly to the principal without consulting with Supervisor Hayami? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it."

"This is not something a student should do."

"But this is what a brass band officer should do."

As a student, Daidouji Seiko held her own against Osaka Ayaka in their verbal sparring, then turned to Miyamine Nozomi and said...

"Miyarei, you're a member of the brass band, you shouldn't have any objections, right?"

No, why are you asking me?

Miyamine Nozomi wanted to slip away as soon as he heard Daidouji's first words; this was a topic he shouldn't touch.

But we still need to make a statement now.

"No objection," he said. "I have other things to do, so I'll be going now."

Run!

Hayami Tenma's eyes widened slightly as she looked at him, seemingly surprised by his words, especially since she had just confessed to him that she was going to start learning.

"This year, I want to go nationwide, and at the very least, I need to win the Kansai Gold Medal. If you, Supervisor Hayami, were here, it would be impossible to succeed."

Daidouji Seiko's nonchalant words made Hayami Tenma Sei swallow hard. His newly mustered fighting spirit was instantly extinguished by the principal's niece in front of him.

No matter how indignant Ayaka Osaka was, there was nothing she could do; she was just an ordinary office worker.

"Then you need to go to the orchestra again at noon and tell everyone about this."

Hayami Tenma's chest heaved as he gritted his teeth and said:

"What do you expect me to say? That you dumped me as your supervisor?"

Daidouji Seiko hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, the words uttered from his lips carrying a calm tone:

"No, I hope that when the time comes, you, Coach Hayami, can smile and bless us, not say anything that will make the members worry, and then leave here without any burden."

Hayami Tenma felt her face burning; the meaning of her words was very clear—

Tell them that you left voluntarily, and don't let the members focus their attention on suspicion.