I am a teacher at a girls' school in Tokyo

The conflict finally broke out.

The high-intensity training is completely inconsistent with the relaxed practice of the wind band in the past. After a day, some people can't stand it and object. It's normal.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had even considered this moment when making the schedule before the training session.

He began to choose his words in silence, while the others waited for him to speak.

In the silence of the concert hall, after pondering for a long time, Hirakawa Tetsufumi finally spoke up and asked, "Dear students, let me ask you - what is the goal of the Moritani Wind Ensemble?"

“National Gold Award.”

In the crowd, Shinohara Shiori raised her hand without hesitation and answered in a firm tone.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi smiled and glanced at the girl, then looked at the other students.

"What do other students think?"

"National Gold Award." The minister answered him.

"National Gold Award." Then came the orchestra's concertmaster.

Then, more students raised their hands and answered.

“National Gold Award.”

“National Gold Award.”

“National Gold Award.”

"..."

It was not until most of the students answered "National Gold Award" either firmly or following the trend that Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Suzuki Ogasa again.

"Teacher Ogasa, if we aim for the national gold medal, is our current practice enough?"

"..." Ogasa Suzuki hesitated and couldn't help but look at the students.

Hirakawa Tetsufumi walked over and stood between her and the students: "Teacher Ogasa, what do you think?"

"..."

Unable to see the students' eyes, after thinking for several seconds, Ogasa Suzukiko finally shook her head and whispered, "Maybe, it's not enough."

"Did everyone hear that?"

After getting the answer, Tetsufumi Hirakawa turned around and faced the students in the wind orchestra.

"But……"

Some students wanted to refute.

"But what is it?"

"..."

No more.

"Then start practicing."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa announced.

Chapter 64: Quarrel Under the Night Sky

The evening's ensemble practice ended in an extremely strange atmosphere.

Shinohara Shiori took the musical instrument sheet music and walked back to her hotel room.

"Hey, that..."

In my ears I could hear the whispers of students from the wind orchestra.

"Why?"

"Yes."

"Who does he think he is? It's disgusting."

Shinohara Shiori slowed down her pace and looked over.

One of the two girls holding flutes was one of the three girls who spoke at the beginning of the ensemble.

They continued to talk.

"Mr. Ogasa was obviously giving good guidance, why did he suddenly show up and give orders this year?"

"Yeah, it's annoying."

Shinohara Shiori frowned and clenched her trumpet.

The two girls continued talking as they walked.

"Under the guidance of Mr. Ogasa, haven't we advanced to the national competition for two consecutive years? What does it have to do with him?"

"Maybe he's trying to steal some credit or something. He clearly didn't care about anything before, but now that he sees that we're able to enter the national competition, he wants to steal some of the credit from Mr. Ogasa."

"This kind of person is so disgusting, isn't he?"

"How can there be such a teacher?"

"Hey."

Shinohara Shiori couldn't help it, so she walked quickly forward and stopped in front of the two girls.

Hearing the sound, the two girls looked towards her.

One of them looked her up and down several times, frowned, and asked in an unhappy tone.

"Youngster? What do you want to do?"

Shinohara Shiori also had a cold face.

"The slanderous words should be kept to a minimum."

"Slander?" A girl was stunned. "Who? That male teacher?"

Shinohara Shiori looked at her coldly.

After the girl realized what was happening, she suddenly laughed sarcastically: "It's slander, who knows if it's true or not."

"Malicious speculation without knowing the facts, what else can it be but smear campaign?"

"I am happy to do so. What does it have to do with you? Also, can you, as a junior, stop interfering in our conversation?"

"It seems that I was really wrong to try to reason with someone like you."

"Someone like me? What kind of person?" The girl looked annoyed, "Junior, please be respectful."

"You don't deserve it." Shinohara Shiori had a very beautiful smile on her lips.

"you……"

The girl wanted to speak, but Shinohara Shiori interrupted her directly and spoke very quickly.

"You keep talking about seniors and juniors. You are so incompetent that you can only use your seniority to suppress others. I have seen many people like you."

Another girl tried to chime in.

Shinohara Shiori glanced at her coldly.

"You can't tell right from wrong, you make malicious assumptions, you have a brain but you're willing to be a decoration, who are you, senior?"

"..."

Under the night sky, a breeze blew on the way back to the hotel.

Next to them, the other students in the wind band were stunned. They stopped and looked at the quarrel that suddenly broke out in the center.

In silence, one of the girls couldn't help but raise her flute, point it at Shinohara Shiori, and curse through gritted teeth.

"asshole."

"Ah."

Shinohara Shiori smiled indifferently at the insult, looked at the two of them with contempt, her attitude was obvious, turned around, her long hair fluttered in the breeze, forming a beautiful arc, and walked away.

The two girls stood there, looking at Shinohara Shiori's back. They gritted their teeth in anger and wanted to curse at her loudly, but there were classmates watching around them.

In the end, he had no choice but to look around unhappily, said "What are you looking at!", and walked away angrily.

-

As early as when I was planning to resolve the issue of the wind orchestra, Mr. Hirakawa said, "My strong intervention will definitely cause a backlash from the students." This was something I had expected.

Shinohara Shiori opened the door of the hotel room and walked in.

So at the beginning, Mr. Hirakawa wanted to persuade Ms. Ogasa to change her teaching methods.

However, so far, the results have not been very good.

This training session has exposed the problems very clearly, and the problems are not limited to Mr. Ogasa.

It should be said that the students' problems are more serious. So, why did Mr. Pingchuan suddenly choose to intervene today?

Thinking back to what had just happened, the conflict before the performance, and the two so-called seniors who had maliciously slandered Mr. Hirakawa just because of intensified training, Shinohara Shiori couldn't help but look sullen.

This kind of person is terrible.

That lazy teacher who seems to care about nothing.

The teacher who risked losing his job for the sake of his students, who said "I know it's impossible but I still do it", and who ran to the chairman of the board to speak out, could be the one who wanted to take credit for what they were talking about?

how is this possible.

Thinking back to what had happened, Shinohara Shiori finally felt much better.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she gently placed the trumpet and music score in her hand on the table.

Then, he walked to his backpack, took out a change of clothes, a bath towel, and toiletries, and walked into the bathroom.

……

She bent down and took off her white stockings, revealing two conspicuous reddish marks on her fair thighs.

Shinohara Shiori held her stockings with one hand and gently pinched the mark on her thigh with the other hand.

Then, she took off her uniform skirt, straightened her back, unbuttoned her white shirt, and took off the shirt that was stained with sweat after a day of hard practice.

And underwear.

After taking off her clothes, Shinohara Shiori stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.

Delicate face, long black hair draped behind her.

The body of a sixteen-year-old girl is pure and flawless.

But when I lowered my head, all I saw was my delicate instep.

Such vulgar things don't matter at all.

Ok.

But, I don’t know…

Shinohara Shiori thought of something, and her face in the mirror suddenly turned red.

I raised my hand and poked it gently with my finger, and it was a little hot.

"..."

Sighing silently, Shinohara Shiori took out a towel, wrapped her long hair behind her, turned around and walked to the shower, turned on the water heater, and the misty water vapor gradually filled the bathroom.

-

After taking a shower, Shinohara Shiori walked out with her changed clothes.

At this time, the three temporary roommates who lived together had already returned.

They were sitting on a bed, chatting.

When one of them saw her coming out of the bathroom, he quickly stood up, picked up the toiletries and clothes that had been prepared long ago, and ran to the bathroom.

"I'm the second one."

When she closed the bathroom door, her voice sounded like she had won a silver medal.

"Second place is second place, there's nothing to be happy about."