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Kuno Tachibana changed the subject, but the leaves outside the window rustled as if mocking Kitahara Hakuba.
“Because I knew you wouldn’t come,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
"You're quite confident." Kuno Tachibana narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone becoming much lower.
Kitahara Hakuba glanced at the girl in the Shin-Hatsu uniform:
"Even if you were to face Shinomiya-sensei right now, you probably wouldn't be as natural as before."
Kuno Tachibana's fingers played with the ends of her hair:
"I consider myself to have a pretty good talent for acting."
Kitahara Hakuba chuckled: "You panicked when someone choked you a little."
He knew this all too well; when feelings ran deep, just a few more compliments to Kuno Tachibana would make her instantly obedient, more passive than a frightened rabbit.
Kuno Tachibana knew what he was talking about. His smug expression vanished instantly, replaced by a shy embarrassment. The fingers that were playing with the ends of his hair moved much faster.
"Hmph." The girl gave a coquettish laugh, refusing to look at him. "But I've already decided on my choice, so I don't care about these things."
A faint blush appeared on her usually snow-white earlobes, and Kitahara Hakuma couldn't help but laugh:
"Lihua, are you shy?"
"No way, how could that be? Don't talk nonsense."
Kuno Tachibana turned her face away, avoiding the main point. Her attempt to conceal this was as innocent as a child's, which made Kitahara Hakuba smile slightly, and his heart fluttered slightly.
"Want to spend Christmas with me?" he asked with a smile. "What? Are you inviting me?"
Kuno Tachibana, having learned his lesson, put on an indifferent expression and said, "I'm letting you know in advance that I'm very busy. After the ensemble performance, I'm going out to play with Mai and the others."
"The orchestra is having a party that night, aren't you going?"
"A party? How come I, as the orchestra's concertmaster, didn't know about it?"
“Gatherings are not within the scope of the orchestra’s principal and department head’s discussion,” Kitahara Hakuba reminded them.
Kuno Tachibana frowned, resting his chin on his hand in thought, and said, "Will the third-year seniors come too?"
"Yes, it was Saito who suggested it."
"I knew this big-breasted woman had a lot of wicked thoughts in her head."
Kuno Tachibana complained indignantly, the white ribbon swaying gently on the chest of her school uniform, "She must have wanted to get to know you, that's why she brought it up. And Eto-senpai is so naive, she agreed right away."
“You really need to show some respect to Eto-kun,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
Kuno Tachibana slightly raised her eyebrows and said in a low, murmuring tone:
“I can look at other senior girls, but Saito-senpai is really no good. If you really accept her, just wait for me to bite you off, and then we’ll all cry together.”
"So you don't want to spend Christmas with me?" Kitahara Hakuba was also avoiding the main point.
Where is Shinomiya-sensei?
"I will make time for it."
"Kanzaki-senpai?"
"I will also make time for it."
"Oh, the time management expert from Shin-Asahi High School, Kitahara-sensei~" Kuno Tachika covered his mouth and laughed.
Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand and poked her forehead. The girl laughed and leaned back. This intimate gesture was seen by other students.
But once they discovered that the girl was Kuno Tachibana, they felt relieved.
Almost everyone knows that she likes to act cute and charming towards the instructor of the brass band, and some people think she's being pretentious and admire her.
Upon reaching the floor of the wind instrument section, the ensemble sounds of woodwind instruments filled my ears.
Kuno Tachibana rushed straight to the practice room, while Kitahara Hakuba, as usual, "patrolled the room."
He didn't know what the other members thought, but he personally didn't consider the ensembles in the brass section as opponents. Their strengths were extremely uneven, and there was no face in winning against them.
He enjoyed listening to Kana Eto's woodwind ensembles, especially Hama Watanabe's bassoon, which attracted his most attention.
Because there are no bassoons in the department now, the last time I heard a bassoon played was at the national conference.
"Jiang Teng made a lot of mistakes today. What happened? He couldn't play the eight-beat long note and his tone control was a bit muddy."
During their break, Kitahara Hakuba began to give them instructions.
Hama Watanabe chimed in from the side, "Did you understand?" She used to be a section leader, and she has a calm personality and can point out the shortcomings of her members in the details.
Even now that Kana Eto is the club president, in her eyes she is still that oboe girl who was suppressed.
Kitahara Hakuba chattered in their classroom for a long time, only leaving when lunch break was almost over.
"Are you in a bad mood?" Watanabe Hama asked as she stepped forward.
"No." Kana Eto shook her head.
"What do you mean, 'not'? You just look like you're in a bad mood."
As always, Watanabe Hama was blunt: "I don't understand what you're thinking, but since you've invited me, I'll pull myself together and act like a minister."
Yes. "
"Cheer up, and don't use Kanzaki-san's tricks."
"Yes, team leader!"
Chapter 413, Section 412: Kitahara finally made the stinky feet incident public. (4)
The light, devoid of any warmth, shone through the pure white curtains, and looking out the window, the air in Hakodate seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of white mist.
Kuno Tachibana leaned back and stretched out a big yawn, feeling as if he were a coin being twisted and stretched, which felt great.
But she wasn't a towel, so how could she possibly know what Maobi was thinking?
A chill ran through her like a bucket of cold water, and she shivered. She was startled when she landed barefoot on the floor, the icy coldness shooting straight to her head.
Kuno Tachibana got goosebumps, quickly grabbed the long-sleeved white shirt he was wearing under his school uniform and put it on, then put on a knitted sweater over it, and finally put on his autumn uniform jacket.
In winter, my fingers become completely inflexible, like mechanical joints without any lubrication.
Standing in front of the full-length mirror, a few strands of her hair were jagged by static electricity, which she smoothed out one by one.
She took off her pajama bottoms, revealing her full breasts clinging to her crotch.
Not wanting to be exposed to the cold air too much, Kuno Tachibana quickly put on a pleated skirt. When the zipper brushed against her skin, she couldn't help but gasp.
Finally, there was Shenxu's winter uniform cotton coat, which she chose in light brown.
Standing in front of the mirror, I looked like a tightly wrapped rice dumpling, but strangely, my lower body was still only wearing black calf socks, which made me look much thinner in comparison.
"Good morning."
When we arrived at the restaurant, my mother had already prepared hot milk.
Kuno Tachibana sat sluggishly in her chair and uttered a "Good morning," which immediately jolted her stomach awake.
"Good morning, Dad." She held the cup in both hands, sipping the warm milk with small, gentle sips.
"Hmm." Kuno's father crossed his legs and kept scrolling through financial news on his phone.
He made over three million yuan in the stock market yesterday and started calling himself a "stock market god." However, Kuno Tachika doesn't care as long as he doesn't go bankrupt.
"Make sure you wear your scarf today, it's minus five degrees Celsius." Kuno's mother placed a camel-colored scarf on the table.
"This is so tacky!" Kuno Tachika complained, slumping his shoulders. "No, I won't wear it."
"Why not wear it? When it's cold, you'll regret not wearing it in the first place." Kuno's mother muttered to herself as she stuffed the scarf into Kuno Tachibana's schoolbag.
Kuno Tachibana pursed his lips.
"Lihua? Isn't this the Christmas Dream Festival at the Red Brick Warehouse? Your Shin-Asahi Brass Band is going too?" Kuno's father, who was scrolling through the news, raised his phone and brought it close to her face.
Kuno Tachibana looked closely and saw that the screen displayed a local program from Hakodate, available in both video and text formats, with the title—
The Shin-Asahi Brass Band will be performing live at the Hakodate Red Brick Warehouse Christmas Fantasy Festival!
"This one?"
As she murmured to herself, she swiped her finger down, and several photos came into view—photos and video clips taken with a drone during her last school trip to Sakurajima.
"Oh! Isn't this our Tachibana?" Kuno's mother brought over a soft-boiled egg and placed it on the table, looking at the screen and saying, "My Tachibana is the cutest and most outstanding."
"Hmph—" Kuno Tachibana's legs under the table swung unconsciously. "I'm starting to eat."
"It's my turn to start." Kuno's mother gave her a smirk.
"Is this your advisor, Mr. Kitahara?"
Kuno's father clicked on one of the pictures and zoomed in with his finger. Kitahara Hakuma's face suddenly filled the entire screen.
"Yes, that's right." Kuno Tachibana glanced at it and then looked away.
"Last time, Mr. Kitahara even came to see Tachibana. He is truly a good teacher who cares about his students."
Kuno's mother, sitting to one side, said, "Moreover, he's handsome, has a good personality, and is a musician."
Kuno's father was clearly jealous, straightening his back and saying, "So what? Can he make three million in a day trading stocks?"
"At least the prize money that Kitahara-sensei received won't be taken back," Kuno Tachika couldn't help but retort.
"However, with Kitahara-sensei here, we can save some money."
Kuno's mother chuckled and said, "Music theory classes are too expensive these days, and I don't think they're very effective. Tachibana didn't really like them before either."
The music theory classes that Kuno Tachibana attends are usually for recent college graduates who can't find jobs, and some of them are even less capable than Kuno Tachibana.
As for why I went, it was purely because it was cheap.
Kuno Tachibana used chopsticks to poke open the egg yolk, and the yellow filling flowed out from the almost transparent membrane, spreading across the egg white:
“How can those people compare to Mr. Kitahara? He never charged us for private tutoring, and he was never impatient. He was very kind.”
Kuno's mother reached out and touched her daughter's head, smiling as she said:
"This is the first time I've seen you speak so highly of your teacher."
Kuno's father had just searched for information about Kitahara Hakuba online. There was a website where fans had created a special introduction to him, and he was very popular in the Hokkaido mentoring circle.