I play wind instruments in Kansai

To welcome new students, club activities usually begin two weeks after the college's opening ceremony, closer to early May.

It's already almost mid-May, and the brass band's activities have still made no progress.

It's not that the welcome process is too slow.

Club building, wind band section, first music classroom.

On the side of the main entrance, the gilded characters "First Music Classroom" were worn smooth by the afternoon sun.

Pushing open the door, on the left is a storage cabinet that occupies half of the wall, divided into upper and lower layers, displaying all kinds of trophies and awards.

The glass was covered with stickers of anime musical instruments, and there were many marks indicating that it had been repeatedly scratched or picked at.

In the very center is a command platform that is a few centimeters above the ground. It is square, made of natural wood, and the paint on it has been worn white by the soles of shoes.

It wasn't large, but it was the silent axis of the entire space.

However, one's attention is easily drawn to the other two girls.

A young girl standing in front of a locker kept scraping the glue residue off the glass with an art knife.

She had shoulder-length short hair and looked extremely serious.

"Guhana, have you heard? Supervisor Hayami vouched for another student and started a new club."

"Yes, I've heard about it."

The girl sitting on the steel tube chair spoke in a very enveloping voice, her black short socks bathed in the sunlight streaming in from the window, the fabric clearly visible.

Her hair was parted in the middle with a brownish color; her face was gentle; her buttocks were perky; and her breasts were full and plump.

"Supervisor Hayami is clearly our advisor, so why is he acting as a guarantor for another organization?"

"So what? Is Nana unhappy?"

Kanon's gaze drifted to the window. From the classroom on the fifth floor of the club building, she could see not only the entire playground but also Wakayama Bay clearly.

"Of course I'm unhappy, tsk, why so much?"

Shida Nana gripped the art knife with both hands and vigorously scraped the adhesive off the glass.

"I'm going to tell them they're not allowed to stick stickers on the glass anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Huayin suddenly laughed, her feet, encased in black socks, tiptoeing back and forth, gently patting the soundproofing cotton:

"The older students could apply it before, why can't Nana?"

"The past is the past, the present is the present, and things have to change."

Shida Nana blew on the glass. It seemed that she needed to use a more professional method to deal with it, otherwise scratches would appear on the glass.

It looks awful; in the end, it would have been better not to have removed it at all.

"Are you still hostile to the Holy Son?"

"What hostility? Only enemies are hostile. She and I are best friends."

"hehe."

Shida Nana chuckled.

"Anhe told me that those boys had been bullying the female students for another year, and made them manage the instrument room, even though it was their job."

"Xiao Chun would rather be with a first-year student than stay with me," Gu Huayin shrugged.

Shida Nana glanced at her. Her bangs, which framed her face, accentuated her quiet and dignified personality. When she made eye contact with someone, she always had a faint smile on her face.

It seems they don't intend to give the first-year students a chance.

"If I were Jun, I probably would have done the same," Nana Shida said.

Gu Huayin rested her elbows on the table, her hand against her chin, and said with a smile:

"But Nana, you're still staying by my side, aren't you?"

"Tsk, you know perfectly well that I'm not the kind of person who would abandon my friends."

"Well, it's not very ladylike to always click your tongue, is it?"

Do you know what the situation is like right now?

"I've always known."

Shida Nana covered her skirt with one hand as she squatted down, the hem of her sailor skirt tucked between her thighs, outlining the alluring curves of her hips.

"It's almost mid-May. If we don't hold a meeting soon to decide on the direction, everyone might leave."

"The Holy Son will not let them escape."

Tani Hanane twisted a strand of hair on the side of her face with her fingers and said,

"She won't let this happen in the club, and she won't stand idly by."

"But you can't just do nothing, can you? Captain of the Haruki Academy Brass Band."

"I've been thinking about what to do every day. Is Nana trying to force me? This needs to be done slowly."

Kanon looked at her buttocks, and further down, at Nana's favorite white knee-high socks.

"Did you know that a boy who plays the flute joined the first-year class?"

"I don't know." Shida Nana wrapped the scraped-off scraps in paper. "I'm not interested in boys."

"You're not interested in guys who lack ability, are you? Be more explicit to avoid misunderstandings."

"so?"

Shida Nana glanced at her with some impatience, but whenever she saw a girl like her, she could never get angry.

Tani Hana-on rested her chin on her hand and said:

"They used to work at Shin-Akatsu, right? The Shin-Akatsu in Hokkaido, the Shin-Akatsu whose albums you bought."

A hint of surprise flashed across Shida Nana's eyes.

To be able to get into the Hokkaido Shin-Asahi Brass Band, one must have some talent.

"Is he in section A?"

"I don't know," said Tani Hana.

"Heh, that's Editor B."

Editor B is just a casual team, nothing to worry about.

"Their B editor might just be our A editor."

Shida Nana bit her lip in a bit of resentment, but didn't refute anything.

"Nana, do you know what the problem is right now?"

Gu Huayin stood up, holding onto the edge of the table with one hand, and went to the cabinet. She picked at the scraps of paper stuck to the glass with her fingers and said...

"I don't care about that."

"The Holy Son is outstanding, but that's far from enough."

Kanon Tani's gaze fell through the glass onto the silver cup of the Kansai Grand Prix, and she said...

"The club is in complete chaos right now. There's a cabinet of ministers, section leaders, high-ranking members and ordinary members. Not to mention the piccolo section doesn't listen to me at all. When I specifically appointed Seiko as vice-minister, Hasebe and the others got so angry that they stopped coming."

"We'll ask them all to leave the department, then we'll recruit new people."

"That's easy to say, but who will replace you? You, who plays the bass saxophone? Or are you just someone who only likes playing percussion? Talking about it is much easier than actually doing it."

Seeing that she remained silent, Gu Huayin then spoke softly.

"The Holy Son is very popular, so it would be best to have her serve as the vice minister to handle club affairs. I plan to keep the club meetings going and get the club running again."

It's lunch break now, but hardly anyone is practicing.

"How do I do it?"

"From a three-person meeting to a voice-leader meeting."

A three-person meeting usually refers to a minister, a deputy minister, and a concertmaster, and has long been privately referred to as a "cabinet meeting."

"You're really generous," Nana Shida said. "You just gave it away like that."

In this way, the minister's real power was almost entirely divided among the deputy ministers and the principals of the vocal sections, and the minister was merely a minister in name only.

"We're not enemies; we're all doing this for the good of the club."

"Will the Holy Son agree to this?"

"If she has a better solution, I will definitely listen to her, but the problem is, I know that she won't back down and admit defeat."

A faint smile appeared on Gu Huayin's charming yet innocent face.

"They should be here soon. Open the windows wide; I don't want any boys to smell your body odor."

"ha?"

"Just kidding."