My girlfriend is a bad lady

Lina looked at her unhappily: "Are you going to betray me?"

"Of course not." Kumiko shook her head firmly.

"That's good!" Lina nodded with satisfaction.

"I won't vote for him!"

"……this?"

Reina's surprised look with her lips was so adorable that Kumiko couldn't help but rub her face against hers.

"I'll always stand by Reina," she whispered.

"Yeah." Rina also rubbed Kumiko's face with her face.

"It's about to begin!" Lu Hui's words drew everyone's attention back to the stage.

The high school where everyone can be admitted to the Imperial University is indeed different. They hold their heads high and look at the conductor and the audience with sharp eyes.

Especially the oboe player sitting in front of the conductor. His awe-inspiring confidence brought a strong sense of oppression to everyone.

"What should I do? When I look at that guy now, it's like I'm seeing the Prime Minister." Kumiko grabbed Reina's hand and whispered.

Reina held Kumiko's hand back, said nothing, and waited quietly for Kamikawa's performance.

The emcee began to announce: "The next performer is Kamikawa Private High School from Tokyo. They are one of the 29 teams that entered the national competition this year. The song they will perform is: "Prosperous Four Seasons."

Kumiko and Reina looked at each other subconsciously. Having been exposed to wind music since childhood, they certainly knew this song.

Produced by Hideaki Kawa, this is a song whose quality is almost entirely determined by the oboe player.

The fact that Kamikawa High School chose this piece and became the Kanto representative and a seed team recognized by the judges shows that the oboe player has strength beyond imagination.

Kumiko swallowed subconsciously. The performance hadn't even started yet, but it felt like she had already lost half the battle.

She secretly glanced at Lina, her crystal eyes fixed on the stage motionlessly, her breathing slightly rapid.

"So Reina gets nervous too?" Kumiko thought to herself and gave a wry smile. It's natural for people to get nervous.

At this time, the beautiful girl surnamed Qing Ye on the stage waved the baton, and the deep and solemn music interweaved into the melody of cold winter, and the quiet music flowed in the venue.

Just as Kumiko was immersed in the moment, the hand she was holding with Reina suddenly tightened, and then the instruments on the stage suddenly became quiet.

As most people put down their instruments, the guy who claimed to be a fan of Reina stood up.

"Here it comes!" Kumiko held her breath.

The moment the first note came out of the black woodwind instrument, Kumiko felt as if she had been hit by a heavy punch on the forehead. The tone was extremely gentle, but it vibrated the air and penetrated her eardrum.

Kyoto Station is large and tall. Every time she stands here, Kumiko feels that the 4,000 pieces of glass above her head are as far away as the sky. However, at this moment, they - the glass - seem to be slowly falling. She has to get closer to listen to the wonderful sound.

The quiet notes, like a whisper, sounded for a while before the clarinet and brass instruments suddenly joined in, and the scale of the music suddenly became grand.

Every note shines brightly, giving birth to a pleasant and melodious melody.

'Spring is coming!' Many people have never heard this song, but they immediately understood its meaning.

The expressiveness is so strong!

The light melody, the slowly accelerating rhythm, and the pleasant notes bounce on the stage.

All of them performed really well, but the audience could not take their eyes off the standing woodwind player, whose fingers moved so quickly that it was dizzying, and who continuously produced sweet sounds that made one's heart race.

Kumiko's breathing became difficult and she clutched the performance costume tightly on the left side of her chest.

The moment the last note sounded, there was no sound of footsteps in the entire station.

After a moment of silence, applause broke out, almost shattering the glass. The sound echoed throughout the station building.

Kumiko sighed deeply, only then realizing that she had been holding her breath for quite a while.

"This is the level of that gangster." Lina muttered to herself.

"It's amazing!" Ye Yue, who was standing aside, blushed and looked at the stage almost fanatically.

On the contrary, Lu Hui, who was a strong school fan, held her cheek contentedly and sighed lazily: "Ah, today is a perfect day. Xiao Lu can't ask for anything else."

Kumiko looked at the Kamikawa Wind Ensemble, which was bathed in the spotlight and preparing to leave the stage. “Is this our opponent in the national competition?”

“Kumiko!” Noticing the disappointment in her tone, Reina held her face in her hands, “Now is not the time to give up!”

"...Okay, I understand." Kumiko couldn't be as confident as Reina.

With Reina's trumpet level, she is very strong among high school students across the country, but she is not good enough. She can't even compare to the third-year senior.

“Kumiko,” Reina saw her friend’s emotions and put her forehead against hers, “Three years. We have three years. We can definitely surpass them!”

The long hair fluttered in front of her eyes, and the soft touch through the fabric cheered Kumiko up.

An impulse welled up from deep inside her, her throat itched, and she couldn't tell whether it was joy or shame. Kumiko said to Reina in a low but firm voice:

"I will do my best in the competition!"

"Yes!" Lina happily let go of Kumiko, "Sooner or later, we will use our strength to make that guy apologize for his frivolity!"

"I feel like he likes Reina...'s breasts, it shouldn't have anything to do with strength, right?" Kumiko teased deliberately.

"I'm going to hate you!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I was wrong. I won't make such a joke again! Sister Lina, please forgive me!"

"Kumiko!" Rina shouted helplessly.

Just as Kumiko went from being lost to being excited and started to tease Reina, the people from Kamikawa High School reappeared in the audience, ready to enjoy the performance of Kiyora Girls' High School.

Kumiko suddenly felt lucky that Kitauji was not ranked behind Kamikawa, otherwise the pressure would be too great.

"Sister Lina." A smiling voice came from a distance.

Kumiko held back her laughter and looked at Reina, who naturally had a sullen face. If there hadn't been so many people and no extra seats, she would have probably turned around and left.

"Sister Lina, it's me, your first fan." The boy walked over.

"Hey, that's enough!" Kumiko wanted to sound stern, but after she opened her mouth, she realized that her tone was filled with uncontrollable laughter.

Lina glared at her best friend in a reproachful manner, then stared at the boy: "Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you are better than me now!"

"Arrogant? How could that be!" The boy quickly denied, "I am really your fan, can you give me an autograph? This is the biggest purpose of my coming to Kyoto!"

"How dare you mention that!"

Reina's tone was so fierce that Kumiko almost thought she was going to fight on the spot.

"I just want an autograph." The boy was not scared at all, and kept insisting, "If you just give me an autograph, Sister Lina, I'll disappear right away!"

"Don't go too far!" Lu Hui couldn't bear to watch it any longer, "How can a boy do such a thing!"

"That's right, don't you want to be the prime minister? Doing something like this will leave a stain on your future!" Kumiko held back her laughter and joined in the scolding.

"How do you know about the Prime Minister? Forget it. For Sister Lina, I can give up being the Prime Minister."

Kumiko was stunned for a moment, then turned around, a smile that she could no longer control, and said to Reina, "He said he, hahahaha, he can give up being the prime minister for you, Reina."

"Whether he becomes prime minister or not has nothing to do with me!" Lina replied to her bad friend unhappily.

"Don't be angry," Kumiko comforted, "I feel this classmate has no ill intentions."

"As expected of Kumiko-san!" Watanabe Toru gave a thumbs up in appreciation, "When I become prime minister, I will definitely promote you to be my secretary."

"Don't you want to be prime minister?" Lina glared at the boy in front of her.

In her eyes, Toru Watanabe is just a Tokyo hooligan who relies on his strong playing skills to bully girls!

"As long as Sister Lina signs for me..."

"Don't even think about it. Go to hell."

Watanabe Toru had no choice but to look at Kumiko, who had a good relationship with Sister Reina: "Kumiko-san, please help me. I just want an autograph. I don't have any ill will towards you."

"Hmm..." Kumiko pretended to be thoughtful. "If I help you get an autograph, you won't be able to become the Prime Minister. If you can't be the Prime Minister, I won't be able to become the Prime Minister's secretary. So, I'm sorry."

"…Are you kidding me?"

"Yeah." Kumiko nodded decisively.

"Hahaha." Rina, Midori, and Ye Yue laughed at the same time.

Watanabe Tetsuya smiled helplessly.

It was presumptuous of me to ask a girl for an autograph, especially as a fan, so I deserved to be fooled.

Besides, he wouldn't bother with a few young and lively high school girls.

When he smiled, the others stopped laughing and all looked at him in amazement.

Watanabe Toru reacted and took the opportunity to say, "Sister Reina, please give me an autograph."

"Go to hell."

Watanabe Toru slowly put away his smile and looked at the Qingliang Girls' High School on the stage as if nothing had just happened.

They were wearing white suit jackets, trousers, thin black ties, and long hair tied into ponytails. They were girls, but they were very neat and tidy.

Maybe because of his smile, Lina also felt that this boy really didn't have any dirty thoughts.

"How about this," she tucked her long hair behind her ears, "If you win the gold medal in the national competition, it's not impossible for me to give you an autograph."

"Can't you give it to me in advance?"

Lina got angry and laughed angrily, "You mean you can definitely win the gold medal?"

"Can't I?" Watanabe Toru asked back.

"..." Lina was speechless for a moment, and said angrily, "How do I know if it's possible? Maybe you guys don't perform well? What if you suddenly have diarrhea, or have a car accident?"

"..."

“I feel like there’s a greater chance that I’ll be caught by the police for harassing women,” Kumiko said.

"Stop talking, stop talking. It's not okay if I don't want it. Really, it's said that girls in Kyoto are all very gentle."

Several people laughed, and when they saw Watanabe Toru give up, the atmosphere suddenly eased.

"Um," Ye Yue said excitedly, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Ah."

"How long does it take to practice from a novice to your level?"

"It has nothing to do with time. People who work hard can become very good in just half a year."

"You've only been practicing for half a year?!" Kumiko couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"...That's not true."

"I'm scared to death." Ye Yue, who has been in the wind band for more than half a year, nervously patted her breasts, which were only one-third the size of Sister Reina.

"How long have you been practicing?" Lu Hui asked, looking up.

"It started in July. How long has it been... a little over two months."

"...At least your lie should be consistent with some facts." Kumiko said helplessly.

"No, no, no." Watanabe Toru shook his head, "I never lie."

"No one would believe you." Lina said disdainfully.

"No, even if you don't give me an autograph, Sister Lina, I am really your fan."

"Can you please die?"

Under the harassment of Toru Watanabe, no one paid attention to the performance of Kiyora Girls' High School, and just applauded with everyone at the end.

"Goodbye, Reina-san, and Kumiko-san, Short-haired-san, and this lovely Hanada Asako-san, number two."

"See you at the national competition," Kumiko said politely.

"Goodbye!" Ye Yue, who had short hair, was very enthusiastic.

"Senior Hanada Asako No. 2?" Midoriki touched her curly hair, not understanding what Watanabe Toru was talking about.

Toru Watanabe did not answer the question, waved his hand, and walked towards Kamikawa's school bus.

"Hey, in the field of music, I will surpass you sooner or later."

"I'll be waiting for you, Sister Lina."

Under the gazes of the four people, Watanabe Toru did not stop. He waved his hand, saying "the music is fine anyway", and disappeared at the exit of Kyoto Station.