My girlfriend is a bad lady

"But no matter which one you are, you are worse than I thought."

As soon as he came on stage, Shinto Kiyono told the brass band what it meant to be emotionless.

The wind section held its breath and concentrated.

Some people feel ashamed, some think that the baseball club's cheering wasted training time, so they think it's unfair.

But no matter who you are or what you feel, you all have to listen and be scolded.

"Start with the flute in the woodwind section. Take turns playing for me." After a few ruthless lectures, Qingye Rin immediately began to give instructions.

"Yes!"

When Toru Watanabe sat down next to Aona Koizumi, he glanced at the tourists in the back row and saw that they all looked surprised by Rin Kiyono.

The two sat side by side, watching the wind band hold a meeting, and writing down every word that Kiyono Rin said on their respective music scores.

Koizumi Aona hesitated how to start.

As lovers or as teacher and student.

There were so many people in the concert hall, and so many students in front of me... It could only be a conversation between teachers and students...

"Did you receive my letter?" Watanabe Toru said in a low voice.

Koizumi Qingnai's originally regretful and discouraged mood was washed away by these words.

"Yeah." Her voice was very light, like the timbre played by Tamamo Kaomi on the stage at this time.

"Why didn't you go play?"

"She's a teacher after all." Koizumi Aona said in a girl's tone.

“I like teachers the most.”

"I don't believe you."

"Why?" Watanabe Toru turned his head to look at her.

Because the stage was full of people, he didn't smile, but his eyes showed smile and kindness.

"Have you forgotten?" Koizumi Aonai crossed her arms and put on a teacher's majestic posture. "One month into last year, you didn't even know my full name, but you said you loved the teacher the most and studied for the teacher."

"Teacher, you are wrong."

"I remember it very clearly!"

"When I said 'I like teachers the most', I meant I like the profession of teacher, not you."

"What does that mean? Planning to be a teacher in the future?"

"What I mean is, no matter whether I graduate or not, please continue to be my teacher."

Watanabe Toru's ambiguous tone made Koizumi Aona, who often heard Miyazaki Miyuki say "students just yearn for beautiful female teachers", immediately understand.

"Be serious!" She said with shame and anger, her fair oval face blushing.

"If I wasn't sitting in the first row, I would put my hand on your leg right now."

"Watanabe-san." On the stage, Kiyono Rin turned around and cast a cold look at Watanabe Toru.

"exist!"

"Come up."

"Is something wrong?"

"It's fine to sit there anyway, so you can be in charge of coaching the woodwind instruments."

"……Oh."

"Come on!" Koizumi Aona smiled gently.

"Remember how I taught you to train and guide them?" Watanabe Toru said in a low voice as he stood up.

"Hmm..." Koizumi Aona pointed her finger at her chin in confusion, "Do you want me to blow it again?"

"You were using my body to do such... girlish things?"

"Yeah." Koizumi Aona nodded to Watanabe Toru, who was obviously lying.

"I……"

"Watanabe-san."

"Here it comes, here it comes. The deputy minister also wants human rights."

Correct the missed intervals, make the beats neat, adjust the volume ratio between instruments... practice the same part repeatedly several times, dozens of times.

The audience came and went, and few people remained interested in the wind section practicing for long.

Keep practicing without stopping.

Around noon, Miki Kujo and the two ladies arrived.

Koizumi Aona dodged her gaze left and right, but finally mustered up the courage to step forward and said, "Good afternoon, Kujo-san, Kiyono-san, and Miki-san."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Koizumi." Mrs. Kujo said gently.

She looked as young as Aona Koizumi, but with a slight change in tone, she naturally revealed the maturity of a high school girl's mother.

"Where's Watanabe?" Miki Kujo didn't see Toru Watanabe on the stage.

"I will be directing the woodwind section in the Second Concert Hall," said Aona Koizumi.

"Yeah." Miki Kujo nodded and walked straight to the second concert hall.

"Let's go and see too." The two wives didn't even look at Rin Kiyono on the stage.

Qingye Rin didn't notice their arrival and was concentrating on instructing the brass group.

Under her guidance, everyone gradually gained a clear understanding of the music that they had played countless times.

Even though they already knew that they would be able to play better if they just did what Kiyono Rin said, they still felt trust and admiration for her from the bottom of their hearts.

On the other side, Miki Kujo and the two ladies walked into the second concert hall.

Mrs. Kujo took a quick look and saw that except for Toru Watanabe, all the others were girls.

They were playing, and Toru Watanabe was staring at the music score with a listening look on his face.

Hearing someone coming in, the girls continued to play, and Toru Watanabe looked up.

"Play it again." He said to the woodwind section without saying hello to Kujo Miki and the other two.

"Ah——" the girls in the woodwind section wailed.

"Watanabe-kun," said Hayami Kaoru, bassoonist and head of the wind section, "We have played this passage ten times. It's about time you tell us what's wrong."

"That's right!" First-year oboe player Horikita Mai echoed, "Senior, you can tell me now!"

"You guys are so stupid." Watanabe Toru sighed.

"Yes, yes, Watanabe-kun, you are the smartest, tell us quickly!" The girls didn't care at all and urged one by one.

Toru Watanabe deliberately adopted a bad coaching style, but it seemed to have no effect.

"Think carefully about what you should be thinking about when playing this part? How are you going to present this solo? I'll give you three minutes. If you can't do it, keep practicing today. I hope that during the three-day training camp, you can practice more parts and don't stop at this point."

After saying that, Watanabe Toru ignored them and walked straight towards Kujo Miki and the other two.

"Why are you here?" he asked.

"I came to have dinner with you." replied Kujo Miki.

Toru Watanabe raised his left hand and looked at the black dial. It was indeed time for dinner.

"Dismiss, have dinner." He turned and said to the woodwind section.

"Tell me what's wrong!" The girls didn't let him go.

"What are you thinking about when you play?" Toru Watanabe asked tentatively.

"'Harbor Wind', of course it's the harbor!"

"It's a harbor, but it's not Tokyo Bay. This piece of music was composed by a Yokohama native. Look up Yokohama Bay while you eat."

After dealing with these people, Watanabe Toru turned around and said to the ladies, "What do you want to eat?"

"Go eat with the high school students?" Mrs. Kujo said with interest.

"Okay." Watanabe Toru had no objection.

The four of them walked towards the First Concert Hall together, ready to look for Kiyono Rin.

"Watanabe-kun," Mrs. Kiyono said, "I thought you were going to be affectionate with Rin-chan, but it turns out you're here to give instructions to the wind orchestra."

"What kind of image do I have in your mind?"

"Anyway, he's not some innocent boy."

"This is the biggest misunderstanding of the whole month of August."

"I don't think it's a misunderstanding." Mrs. Kujo also joined in the fun, "You have a lot of little ideas. But, do you plan to go into politics in the future?"

"No, Meiji and I have decided to develop high technology, holographic projection and artificial intelligence, and rule the world."

"He's so serious even when joking. He's really suited to be a politician," Mrs. Kiyono affirmed.

Mrs. Kujo said, "When you graduate from college, I will arrange for you to be a secretary to a minister, and then enter the House of Representatives. Step by step, you will become the chief cabinet secretary, party president, and prime minister. It will be quick."

"Dear mother, I really plan to study artificial intelligence and become the king of the world."

"It seems that I have to arrange for you to stay in a mental hospital for a while." This is what Mrs. Kujo thinks of her son-in-law's great dream.

Watanabe Toru took Kujo Miki's slender and soft little hand and said to her:

"My dear Meiji, starting from tonight, your Toru will not be able to accompany you. He plans to study artificial intelligence. Please help him prepare relevant teaching materials and papers."

"Just don't disturb my sleep."

"What you mean is that you can study, but you still have to do what you need to do every day?" Watanabe Toru said with a low laugh.

Kujo Miki rolled her eyes at him.

They called Kiyono Rin and went to the hotel with the brass band to have dinner.

The food is not extravagant, but still plentiful.

Salt-grilled saury with grated radish and a slice of lime; seasonal vegetables with dried bonito flakes;

There were also egg rolls, pickled cucumbers, rice, and a bowl of chicken soup with matsutake, lentils, and bamboo shoots.

"It's a good meal," said Mrs. Kujo. "I usually eat about the same."

"I usually only eat rice with tea," said Toru Watanabe.

"So pitiful? Meiji treats you so badly, come to our house." Mrs. Kiyono said with a smile.

"That won't work." Watanabe Toru raised his hand to refuse. "Last year during the typhoon, the eldest daughter of the Seino family was hungry all day and bought two discounted bento boxes at the supermarket that night. With such treatment, you still want me to go?"

"Hahaha!" Except for Kiyono Rin, Kujo Miki and the other two all laughed.

"Is there such a thing?" Mrs. Qingye asked her daughter with a smile on her face.

Kiyono Rin squeezed the lemon mist out and let it fall evenly on the swordfish, then took a sip of the chicken soup, picked up the rice, and ate it slowly.

He simply ignored the excitement of the four people.

After dinner, Kujo Miki and the ladies rode away on their bikes, saying that the weather was so good that they were going to go find the ladies from the restaurant that delivered the Dorayaki and play golf together.

Toru Watanabe, Rin Kiyono, and Aona Koizumi walked back to the concert hall.

Although there is a lunch break, many diligent members of the wind band continue to practice after eating - the three of them are there to guide these people and ensure their safety.

We practiced in groups until three in the afternoon, and then played together for another hour.

"Good morning, senior." Qingye Rin's forehead was slightly sweaty.

"exist!"

"I'll leave it to you now. Please make sure they practice what I pointed out today until they are completely familiar with it and have completely corrected it."

"No problem, please leave it to me." Hayami Kaoru assured softly but firmly.

Before leaving the conductor's seat, Qing Ye Lin looked at the fifty-five members of the wind band again and said one last sentence:

"I hope I won't be disappointed tomorrow."