I play wind instruments in Kansai

After An Hechun's "mediation," the atmosphere in the first music classroom became much more relaxed.

But the essence of acting is that lies and truth coexist, which is why it becomes a thorn in the audience's heart that can never be pulled out, and even evokes empathy.

Hayami Tenma finally realized his blunder, and with a stiff smile, he bowed and left the first music classroom.

From the moment she stepped out the door, she was no longer the instructor of the brass section, and even so, she did not look back.

"So, what about the new advisor?" Tatsuno Sawamura asked, raising his hand.

"They'll arrive next week, and until then, Nana Shida will continue to command," said Kanon Tani.

It's perfectly normal for the orchestra's principal conductor to serve as the conductor, and no member would object.

The midday meeting ended there, and Miyamine Nozomi was about to return to the school building with Mizuno Soji when she was stopped by Yanagi Yuto.

"Gong Ling, come with me."

"I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm not going to the toilet."

Yuki Yuzuki was talking to himself when Miyamine Nozomi turned around and found Mizuno Souji grinning at him with an "I understand~~" expression.

"Where to?"

He followed them down the corridor and asked.

"Find Kirishima."

On the sides of Liu Mujie's porcelain-white cheeks, only a pale expression remained, every emotion meticulously concealed.

The barely concealed displeasure in his eyes was all too easily detected.

"Are you angry? Why?" Miyamune asked.

You'll find out soon enough.

She walked quickly down the corridor.

As the girl turned at the end of the L-shape, her skirt billowed up like a maple leaf in the wind, revealing her dazzlingly white thighs.

"Do you think what Supervisor Hayami said is right?" she suddenly asked.

Miyamine Nozomi's gaze swept over the classrooms she passed, where a white plastic sign read "Bass Section".

"right."

Why?

"Because the advisor and club members complement each other and are indispensable, the current situation of the Haruki Brass Band is everyone's responsibility. However, from the perspective of Director Hayami, she only became the advisor of the brass band this year, but the root cause seems to lie only with her, which is not right."

"......"

"Either everyone should be blamed, or no one should be able to escape blame. To put it bluntly, Hayami is the sacrifice that Daidouji-senpai believes the brass band must make to get started, so it's understandable that Hayami is angry."

Miyamine Nozomi has always felt that one should not push the limits of a wage slave's tolerance.

"But it's usually useless for Supervisor Hayami to say it in front of so many people," said Yuuki Yanagi.

"Really? I did see that quite a few people looked really grim. Even though Anhe-senpai tried so hard, everyone started thinking about things they hadn't considered before."

"Hmm." Liu Mujie didn't deny it, but just hummed twice.

Miyamine followed, until the two arrived at the door of the trumpet practice room.

There were several members inside. Liu Mujie stood at the door, her skirt falling smoothly, revealing her thighs in an extremely sculpted shape.

Although she didn't know what she was going to do, Miyamine Nozomi always felt that Liu Mu's thighs were very much in line with the plumpness and vitality characteristic of puberty.

"Daidouji-senpai, shall we practice the trumpet now?" Yanagi Yuto's tone was calm, and she seemed much more humble when speaking to Daidouji.

Kirishima Ruka was sitting in a chair, holding a silver-plated trumpet, the model of which was unclear.

She turned her head slightly and glanced in this direction with her obsidian-like eyes.

Daidouji Seiko hadn't recovered from what had just happened. She wasn't angry or sad, but she felt a tightness in her chest, and couldn't quite put her finger on what emotion it was.

[Market Update: Daidouji Seiko, -1%]

[Analysis of the anomaly: Hayami Tenma Seibe's words made her depressed and unable to concentrate on practice]

Miyamine Nozomi was somewhat puzzled. She herself had asked Hayami Tenma to leave, yet in the end, her own stock value continued to decline.

"No," said Daidouji Seiko.

Having received a response, Yuuki Yagura stared at Ruka Kirishima.

"Kirishima, come out," she called out.

Kirishima Ruka hesitated for a moment.

She wasn't wearing cotton socks around her ankles, but rather thinner white lace socks, and they weren't dirty at all.

Damn it, I have a feeling something terrible is about to happen, but what am I looking at with these eyes?!

Gongling Wang raised his hand and pinched his nose.

"Excuse me." Kirishima Ruka put her trumpet away and walked out of the classroom.

"come over."

Willow Knot Lantern turned and continued walking.

Kirishima Ruka glanced at Miyamine Nozomi and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know either," he said.

Arriving at the rinsing station, a place where members often clean their mouthpieces and such, there was no one there now.

Yuuto turned around, his face grave, and asked, "What did you do to Supervisor Hayami?"

Miyamune was stunned. It turned out that Yanagi Yutaka's suspicion about today's incident was entirely the work of Kirishima Ruka.

Because she has the ability to do it.

"What?" Kirishima Ruka frowned slightly. "You think I made her do those things when she said them in the classroom?"

"Isn't that right?"

Willow Knot Lantern's eyes instantly lost their warmth, its long eyelashes blinked slowly and deliberately, and the corners of its mouth twisted slightly.

"Isn't publicly hurting people your forte?"

"you--!"

Kirishima Ruka's eyes were no longer gentle; instead, they stared directly at her, her pupils constricting, her gaze sharp as needles.

Her fingers clenched at the hem of her skirt, then relaxed, and she looked at Gong Lingwang, saying:

"Miyare, you came with her, is it because you share the same thoughts as her?"

Gongling Wang raised his hands and said, "I don't know anything."

"You should know that now."

Willowwood lamp retorted with a displeased expression,

"She's not as innocent as you think. She's capable of anything. I hate her."

Her words fell mercilessly into their ears, and Miyamine Nozomi could clearly sense that Kirishima Ruka was already harboring a hidden anger.

"Liu Mu, I thought we could get along again, but it seems we have no chance to talk anymore. I understand that it is very difficult to change a person's mindset, and I will not force it."

Kirishima Ruka clasped her hands in front of her stomach, trying to keep her face calm, and said softly,

Goodbye.

"Wait, what exactly do you want?"

Willowwood Knot Lantern took two steps forward, reached out and grasped her arm, saying...

"Why do you want to join the brass band again? Are you trying to mess with me again?"

Kirishima Ruka looked at her with a cool expression and said:

"Liu Mu, have you misunderstood something? My joining the brass band has nothing to do with you."

"What kind of condescending attitude is this?"

Willowwood Lamp said with slight excitement,

"Just like before, is this how you treat me as your best friend? Leaving us to embarrass ourselves on stage?"

Kirishima Ruka glanced to the side, crossed her arms, and although her face looked guilty, her words remained firm:

"I didn't leave halfway through, you all could have chosen not to participate. You're the ones making things difficult for yourselves."

"I'm talking to you—!"

Willow Wood Lamp's eyes widened, and one hand grabbed her collar.

Kirishima Ruka was clearly frightened; her delicate and pretty face instantly showed a look of panic.

Gong Lingwang, who was watching the play, was startled and quickly stepped forward to dissuade him:

"Wait, something's not right, is it? Stop fighting, stop fighting."

"That damned Kirishima, how could he let Miyamine become your lackey at a time like this!" Yanagi Yuto said angrily.

???

Gongling Wang is very anxious:

"I didn't! I'm perfectly sober!"

"Go ahead and hit me. That way I'll despise you even more, because you're just like those other people."

Kirishima Ruka said this, but she still held tightly to the hand that Yanagi Yuto was using to pull on her collar.

"You really think I wouldn't dare to beat you up?" Liu Mujie said with a fierce expression.

"..."

Kirishima Ruka suddenly fell silent, her expression growing increasingly uneasy and weak. Her gaze unconsciously swept over Miyamine Nozomi, the plea for help unmistakable.

"Don't fight. If you fight, I'll tell the supervisor," Miyamine Nozomi said.

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense, with the two beautiful girls' gazes clashing repeatedly, as if the next second they would raise their hands and slap Kirishima across the face.

Finally, Yuki loosened her grip, and Kirishima Ruka took two steps back, straightening her collar.

"Long live understanding." Miyamine Nozomi breathed a sigh of relief.

This trick is so useful.

Willowwood Kite bluntly stated, "You should leave the department."

"I won't do it right now, until I find the right people for me," Kirishima Ruka said.

Miyamune recalled that Kirishima Ruka had come to him, hoping to participate in the National Ensemble Competition together, a competition for small groups with few participants.

The willow-wood lamp stared at her and said, "Then it seems you'll never find it."

"Gong Ling will stay with me; he promised me."

As soon as Kirishima Ruka finished speaking, Yanagi Yuuta glanced at her with an extremely fierce look, the meaning of which was self-evident—

"Is what she said true or false?"

"Um... I don't think I promised you that, did I?" Miyamune said.

Kirishima Ruka shook her head; the fleeting panic that had crossed her earlier had vanished without a trace.

"No, you promised me. I said I would tell you a secret if you promised me."

"But you said that yourself, didn't you?"

"Then why are you sitting next to me listening to me? So, Miyamune-kun is a complete scumbag too? Skilled at manipulating girls' feelings?"

"..."

Gongling looked on, speechless.

Looking out from the window here, one can see the lush greenery of the courtyard. A gentle breeze blows, and the flowers and plants planted by the horticulture department seem to be laughing at him as they bend over.

"It seems so," he said to the willow wood lamp.

"You—! You're so useless!"

She got so angry that she clenched her little fists as if to hit him, but in the end she had to give up and instead picked up her indoor shoes and stomped her feet.

"But I didn't do what Hayami did, and I won't do that kind of thing again."

Kirishima Ruka explained,

"Maybe it's just that the pressure on supervisor Hayami is too much and she's unhappy, or maybe Miyamine gave her the courage to speak up."

Gong Lingwang pointed to himself.

"Uh...me?"

"Yeah, if you hadn't spoken up and had kept quiet, Director Hayami probably wouldn't have had the guts to tell the truth. After all, having support and having no one to speak up are two different things."

"......"

Kirishima Ruka's words make a lot of sense. Miyamine Nozomi was only thinking about not embarrassing Hayami too much, so she said a few words to save face.

At this time, Gong Lingwang felt that his cultivation was still shallow and he thought very little.

"You promise me you didn't do it?" Willow Wood Lamp still seemed a little skeptical.

"No, you won't change your mind just because I made a promise, it's pointless."

Kirishima Ruka pursed her lower lip and said in a low voice,

"Lunch break is over, goodbye."

She walked away quickly, disappearing from their sight without looking back.

"Gongling, what do you mean?" Liu Mujie's eyes glared at him, one big and one small.

"Do you expect me to just stand by and watch you two fight?" Miyamine said seriously. "Although I'd love to see it, Kirishima definitely can't beat you."

Willowwood Lamp was panting heavily with anger, her full breasts heaving beautifully.

"Ha, if she can beat me, you'll let us fight, right?"

"right."

Gong Lingwang nodded and smiled at her.

"That way I can carry you home while you're crying, and secretly save a few photos to laugh about at night."

Liu Mujie was stunned for a moment, her face, already flushed with anger, turned even redder, and she raised her leg to kick him:

"Nonsense! I would never cry!"

Gong Lingwang reacted quickly, raising his hand to grab her leg, which was covered by black stockings, his knuckles sinking deep into the fibers of the stockings.

It felt warm to the touch through a piece of fabric.

That's because you haven't encountered anything that can make you cry.

"Except for family!"

Liu Mujie tried to break free, but Gongling Wang took a step forward while holding her leg.

She had no choice but to back away with her other foot. The heel of her shoe tapped on the floor, and after two or three steps, she bumped into the wall with a dull "thud".

The girl's skirt was rolled up to her upper thighs, revealing a large expanse of fair and soft skin, where the muscles were taut and stretched into long lines due to the exertion.

Willow Wood Lamp's heart pounded wildly in her chest; she could feel his fingers digging into her calf, his thumb stroking her gently.

"I knew you were a pervert, a scoundrel. What do you want? To rape me here?"

Gong Lingwang shook his head, his eyes like those of a teacher patiently instructing a slow-witted student:

"A story only truly ends when someone is lost, but life goes on. You have to live in a world with her in it day after day, no matter how unwilling you are. Time will move forward, and as long as you are alive, things will keep changing."

He wanted to reconcile the group.

Things didn't go in the ambiguous direction Liu Mujie had imagined; she only felt her blood vessels dilating and her whole body burning with heat.

"You're crazy! If you want to teach someone a lesson, just say it properly! Why are you posing me like this?!"

"Kirishima lost her family, but life is not just about sorrow. She must find something she can dedicate her life to."

"What is it? Playing the flute?" Liu Mujie asked, his face flushed.

"right."

"Ha, and what about you? Are you going to dedicate your whole life to her?"

"Not now."

"You've always been like that, putting on a nice, pushy act!"

Liu Mujie, with an unknown force, who had been unable to move under her control, now easily pushed Gong Lingwang away.

She quickly straightened her disheveled skirt, repeatedly combed her bangs, and hurried away.