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"There are still flaws. You can listen to Nagase and Kanzaki's Soli. They handle the details better."
Chapter 138, Section 137: How I wish she was just sick (4K)
The sound of the woodpipes is loud, yet elegant. It's as if you can hear each other's breathing, and your body moves naturally in rhythm with the breathing.
Eri Kanzaki's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the silver keys of the oboe shimmered like moonlight on the sea, their silver color perfectly complementing her.
Her fingers danced nimbly, and the two of them were like a tennis rally, each throwing a phrase back to the other.
Nagase Tsukiyo had never seen Eri put so much effort into playing the instrument, and at that moment, she didn't know whether she should be happy or not.
After the performance, Eri Kanzaki released her mouth and exhaled deeply as if panting. The Soli segment brought a blush to her cheeks.
Looking at her flushed face, Nagase Tsukiyo couldn't help but ask:
How is Huili feeling?
Her question was rather vague, so Kanzaki Eri blinked at her and said:
"It's a very good piece of music. It has a feeling that something wonderful, after being destroyed, is slowly reviving and growing."
like."
The girl answered with her impression of the piece, and Nagase Tsukiyo nodded and said:
“I like it too, but I prefer the beginning and the current Soli.”
Kanzaki Eri gazed at her fair profile and said:
"Those passages for saxophone and woodwind instruments?"
"Hmm, it feels warm, as tranquil as spring, yet there's a vague sense of impending storm... I wish it could stay like this forever."
Nagase Tsukiyo sat up straight, holding her glittering musical instrument, her toes and thighs pressed together.
"Does Tsukiyo want Haruka to come back?" Kanzaki Eri asked bluntly.
"Well—" It seemed she hadn't expected to be spoken so bluntly, which made Nagase Tsukiyo realize that Eri had been changed into someone she didn't recognize.
"What do you think, Huili?"
Eri Kanzaki remained silent for a while, then, as if to relieve her boredom, took out a handkerchief from her skirt pocket and wiped the body of the oboe.
"I never thought about whether the bird of sunshine would come back; I just wanted to play my oboe well."
Nagase Tsukiyo was taken aback for a moment, while Eri kept wiping the already clean tube and repeating the same words.
"Phew, I finally found you guys! Hurry up, the meeting's starting!" Akamatsu Sayaka gasped for breath, clinging to the doorframe.
Nagase Tsukiyo glanced at the time; lunch break was over.
"Sorry, Eri, let's go."
Back in the first music classroom, more than ninety members were already seated.
When Kitahara Hakuba saw the two of them come in and take their seats, he quietly nodded to Yukawa Sakurako.
Sakurako clapped her hands to signal for quiet and said loudly:
"Everyone, the training camp will start in a few days. We're distributing the accommodation guides now. They'll remind you what you absolutely must bring and what you absolutely cannot bring. As for the rooms, they'll be assigned by grade level, and you're not allowed to find partners privately!"
Akamatsu Sayaka distributed the booklets made by Kitahara Hakuba one by one.
Sakurako Yukawa continued:
"Because we have too many members, more than ninety people, the audition will last for two days. The first day will be for brass instruments, and the second day will be for woodwind instruments and percussion. Just like the last Hakodate regional competition, there will be two audition sessions for the theme song and the free song. Then, Mr. Kitahara will choose one of the two songs on the spot. Please be prepared."
Her words made the members nervous and hesitant to respond; the pressure of being randomly selected for a test was simply outrageous.
Kitahara Hakuba spoke up:
"I just feel it's necessary to explain this to you, because each member has their own difficulties that are hard to overcome. I don't want some of you to just play the interview passages to get by, as that won't help your playing."
His words only made them more nervous, and their faces turned slightly pale.
What Mr. Kitahara meant was, "I have memorized which piece and which excerpt each of you played poorly. On the day of the audition, I will definitely listen to it, and no one will be able to escape it."
That's precisely why it's so terrifying.
Sakurako Yukawa said loudly:
"The cadres and Mr. Kitahara have discussed this and all agree that we must not focus on the four excerpts in the interview. If the excerpts we choose on the spot cannot be approved by Mr. Kitahara, we will not be able to enter the A section. So don't think that you can get in as long as you play the four excerpts."
"Yes!" the members replied solemnly.
Matsuoka Osamu, a second-year student, complained in a low voice with a pained expression:
"How did they see through it?"
After the Hakodate Conference, he practiced alone, only playing four excerpts from the interview.
"It's fine, just treat it as a summer trip," Terashima Takuya said nonchalantly. "I also feel like I have no chance of getting in."
"That's good. Good buddies, if we're going in, we're going in together; if we're staying, we're staying together."
Matsuoka Nobuyuki reached out and grasped Terashima Takuya's thigh.
"Wow, bro, your thighs feel so strong! Why are they so hard?"
"Get lost, where are you touching!"
Rain Guard glared at him with sharp eyes, clearly displeased.
"You two, be quiet!"
The two immediately shut their mouths.
"Wow, finally I don't have to wear the school uniform anymore!" Suzuki Yoshie exclaimed happily as she looked at the regulations in the accommodation guide.
For boys, whether or not they wear school uniforms is irrelevant, but for girls, it's a godsend.
"Really! You really don't need to wear it anymore!"
"It's finally changed. Two years ago, we had to wear uniforms when we went out, and we didn't change our clothes for three days."
"Although our uniforms are quite nice, people eventually get tired of them, right?"
"JK? No way," Kitahara Hakuba thought to himself, "he could probably never get tired of looking at her."
Just then, several boys carried six insulated boxes into the hallway, diverting the attention of the girls who were originally preoccupied with deciding what clothes to wear for the training camp.
Sakura wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with her usual gentle smile:
"Teacher Kitahara bought ice cream and popsicles for everyone. Now we'll have a 15-minute break, after which we'll practice ten lessons and one of our own chosen pieces! Please get ready!"
Minister Yu Chuan's words made them subconsciously only listen to the first half of the sentence, and they didn't pay attention to the second half at all.
Each girl happily stepped forward; the insulated box contained all sorts of ice cream and popsicles.
They have all kinds of types and flavors, including fruit-flavored popsicles, chocolate-covered ones, and tricolor ice cream.
"Oh my God!"
"Thank you, Kitahara-sensei!"
"Saito No. 2!"
Upon hearing that there would be ice cream, everyone became cheerful and positive, and a relaxed atmosphere filled the air.
Tenkai So, who was carrying the insulated boxes, was panting heavily like a dog. As soon as he saw Matsuoka Nobuyuki come over to eat an ice pop, he immediately grabbed Matsuoka's shoulder and said through gritted teeth:
"Minister Akamatsu said all the boys should go downstairs to move their things, where did you go?"
Matsuoka Osamu, holding a chocolate bar, said:
"I don't know, no one told me I had to move things."
"I'm exhausted, and you're stuck here with so many girls!"
"No? You really think I want to trigger the couple's side quest? I've been doing this for two years, if I could trigger it, I would have done it long ago."
Matsuoka Osamu tore open the packaging, took a bite, and the chocolate crumbled in his mouth.
Just then, Terashima Takuya walked over, licking a blue popsicle; even his tongue had turned blue.
"But don't you two find it strange? According to the ratio, we boys should each have eight or nine girls to become the king of the harem, but in reality, we can't even have one girl."
Tianhai Cang raised an eyebrow. What is this? The Pigment King?
Matsuoka Nobuyuki ate all the chocolate coating, leaving only the exposed ice cream:
"I suspect that all the girls in the brass band are lesbians, otherwise why would the chances of them being attracted to each other be so slim?"
"It would be better to say these things in a place where only boys are around. Otherwise, if a girl hears you, you might be looked down upon for the rest of your life."
A faint voice suddenly sounded behind the three of them. Turning around, they found Sayaka Akamatsu standing behind them with several ice creams.
"You startled me, Minister Akamatsu."
Matsuoka Nobuyuki breathed a sigh of relief. To him, Akamatsu Sayaka was much more amiable than Saito Harutori; at least she wouldn't force them to apologize to others.
"Hey, if any of you boys had even a tiny bit of what Kitahara-sensei has, you wouldn't be so unpopular."
If you have the ability, people will naturally flock to you.
Sayaka Akamatsu made a comment and then left with her ice cream.
The three boys were very frustrated. How could they compare to Mr. Kitahara? In their eyes, this recent graduate was practically a cheat code.
Not only is he handsome, but he's also gentle and considerate, and he plays so many musical instruments. The only thing he can compare to others is his age.
But when it comes to age, some girls actually prefer older women.
Thinking about this made them even more melancholy.
"Kitahara-sensei, Sakurako." Akamatsu Sayaka handed the ice cream she had brought to the two of them.
"Thank you."
The packaging kept emitting cold air, and you could instantly feel a chill in your palms.
Just as Sakurako was about to tear it open, she looked at Amemori sitting to the side and said:
"Rain Guardian, aren't you going to eat?"
Yu Shou shook his head and said, "No need, I'm on a diet."
"Losing weight? You're already very thin, is there any need for you to lose weight?" Kitahara Hakuba asked curiously.