I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

After standing up, he asked, "Is it time?"

"Well, it's time for the trumpet section."

"Yes."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara walked towards the concert hall together.

"Student Shinohara."

When they were halfway there, Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly spoke.

Shinohara Shiori looked around.

"Teacher Hirakawa, what's wrong?"

"Well, how should I put it?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't look at the girl, but at the road ahead. In the distance, there was a girl wearing a Moritani uniform, and he didn't know what part she was singing.

Shinohara Shiori put the trumpet in her other hand and held it together with the music score. Then she used her free hand to remove the hair that was stuck to her face.

"Teacher Pingchuan, please speak directly if you have anything to say."

"..."

There was a pause.

"Okay, then I'll ask directly--" Hirakawa Tetsufumi began, "Shinohara-san, how is your relationship with the other students in the trumpet section?"

"..."

There were only the sounds of footsteps and blowing coming from all directions.

After a moment, Shinohara Shiori asked him back.

"Teacher Hirakawa, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Hirakawa Tetsufumi thought for a moment and replied, "Well...it's the teacher's sensitivity to interpersonal relationships."

"You guessed right." Shinohara Shiori said indifferently.

“That’s not good.”

"Anything is fine."

"This internal disharmony—"

"It shouldn't be that serious yet."

"And to what extent?"

"Hmm..." Shinohara wiped the sweat off her face, thought for a moment, and said, "It's not a conflict, but we won't actively communicate either - we won't communicate unless it's necessary, that's probably the extent of it."

"No wonder they don't even know where you are."

"Is that why?" Shinohara Shiori looked thoughtful. "Teacher Hirakawa is really perceptive."

"I'm a teacher," said Hirakawa Tetsufumi, and then speculated, "Is it because of the solo quota?"

"Yes." Shinohara Shiori nodded and confirmed, "Generally speaking, the solo should be performed by third-year students."

"..."

The practice of seniority-based promotion is very serious in the entire Confucian cultural circle.

"Have you ever thought about relaxing the situation?" asked Tetsufumi Hirakawa, looking at the door of the concert hall right in front of him.

“Outstanding people will be targeted wherever they are.”

Shinohara Shiori casually brushed her long hair and walked into the concert hall in a very free and easy manner.

"..."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had nothing to say.

Chapter 63 Wind Ensemble, Continue Practicing

After saying goodbye to Shinohara Shiori, the idle Tetsufumi Hirakawa stood at the door of the concert hall, thinking about what he should do next.

Back to the concert hall, its role is to be a potted plant, placed there for decoration. It is said that potted plants can also purify the air, so it may be better than potted plants.

Well, in that case...

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked up. The May sky was clear blue. A plane cloud that appeared out of nowhere was like a paintbrush, drawing a beautiful straight line on the canvas.

It's nice to take a walk in this weather.

So just walk around, take a look at the independent practice of other parts, and perform the duties of an instructor.

After making the decision, Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was rarely diligent, lowered his head and looked around. In his sight, he saw the figure of a female student wearing Moritani's uniform, so he walked towards her.

-

"Senior, I'm tired."

"Are you tired? How about everyone else?"

"Tired too."

"Okay, let's take a break then."

The members of the French horn section began to chat.

"Natsuko, the training camp is so tiring. Usually the practice lasts only an hour or so, but today's practice lasted more than an hour this morning."

"Now... let me see." Xia Zi took out her phone and took a look. "It's already three o'clock. So I've been practicing for more than two hours today."

"No wonder you're so tired."

"According to the schedule, we have to practice until the evening."

"No way? Rest?"

"Take a break during dinner, and take a shower. Then we'll go to the concert hall to practice the ensemble."

"I don't want to move..."

Xia Zi glanced at her and said, "Yami."

Yami started to talk: "Why do I remember that the training last year was different from this one."

"It's different."

“Last year was obviously more relaxed, with a lot of time to rest and free time.”

"Because we have Teacher Pingchuan this year," said Xia Zi.

"Eh? Mr. Hirakawa, the male teacher?"

"Ah."

"Is it because of him?" Yami asked.

"Of course." Xia Zi replied, "Teacher Pingchuan is usually lazy, but he is actually very strict with his students, especially during class."

"..." Yamei blinked, "By the way, Xia Zi, you are a student in Class A, right?"

"Yes." Xia Zi nodded, "Teacher Pingchuan is our class teacher."

"I see, no wonder you know so much about me. Does that mean that this year's training is so strict because of Mr. Hirakawa?"

"That should be the case. After all, based on Mr. Ogasa's personality, he probably can't arrange such a schedule."

"..." Yami was stunned, then held her head, "Wow, why! I want a relaxing training camp like last year. I was thinking of going out to play nearby before leaving."

"Accept reality." Xia Zi looked helpless.

"Why did Mr. Hirakawa suddenly become the instructor of the wind orchestra this year?"

“It was last year, actually.”

"Huh?" Yami put down her hands that were holding her head, "Last year? How come I didn't know that?"

"So... Mr. Hirakawa is sometimes lazy. He hardly showed up in the wind band last year."

“Then why did you come this year?”

"Who knows."

"..."

Yamei fell into deep thought, and after a long interval, she suddenly spoke and asked, "By the way, is it because of Mr. Hirakawa that Mr. Ogasa has become much stricter recently? I thought it was an illusion before, but now that you mention it, is it true?"

Xia Zi nodded: "That's right, I felt it too."

"..."

Yamei pondered for a long time again, and finally looked up and said viciously, "It's decided, Mr. Hirakawa, you will be my lifelong enemy."

"is it?"

Just as Xia Zi was about to respond, she heard the familiar voice of a male teacher.

After a pause, he turned around. A few meters away, Mr. Pingchuan was looking at him with a smile.

"..."

Xia Zi glanced at Yamei beside her out of the corner of her eye.

Her face was completely frozen.

-

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't care about the student who secretly complained about him behind his back. He wasn't that petty.

After walking around the horn section and casually asking the horn leader a few questions like "How's the training going?", he walked towards another section.

Taking a break when you are tired from practicing is a reasonable request no matter how you look at it. Combining work and rest is the right way.

That's what he thought.

However, an hour later, after Hirakawa Tetsuwen had performed the various parts several times in secret, he decided to change his mind:

Combining work and rest is good, but isn’t the frequency of rest for each part a bit too high?

Standing in a corner not far away, Tetsufumi Hirakawa sighed helplessly as he looked at the French horn section that had taken two breaks in just one hour and was now taking a third break.

In fact, it's not just the French horn section. Among the many other sections, except for the percussion section where the minister is located, the clarinet section where the orchestra leader is located, and the trumpet section are all good, the others include the trombone, saxophone, flute & piccolo, double yellow pipe & bassoon and bass section.

It’s all a bit... hard to put into words.

They were already very relaxed in front of Teacher Ogasa, but now that they are not in front of Teacher Ogasa, they behave even more casually.

He even saw some of Moritani's students wandering around in the park next door.

This is a training camp, not an outing.

-

In the evening, in the concert hall, ensemble time.

"Teacher Ogasa."

Before the practice officially started, Tetsufumi Hirakawa saw the minister raise his hand with an embarrassed look on his face.

Ogasa Suzuki looked at her: "Chimura-san, what's wrong?"

The minister hesitated and said awkwardly: "In fact, some students have reported that... there is too much practice time and too little rest time, which is too tiring."

“Eh…really?”

Ogasa Suzuki looked at the students in the wind band with surprise, "Everyone, do you think the training is too tiring?"

Immediately, several students responded: "Teacher Ogasa, we have been training for a day."

“Training should be a combination of work and rest.”

"Yeah, the practice this year is too long. I think it was pretty good like last year."

"This..." Ogasa Suzuki turned her head and looked at Hirakawa Tetsufumi, asking for his opinion.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the students who spoke. One was from the trombone section, one was from the French horn section, and the other was from the flute and piccolo section. This girl seemed to be the one who was strolling in the park.

"..."

Hirakawa Tetsufumi sighed in his heart.