I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Kitahara Hakuba looked at the other members, who all opened the instrument cases to see what was inside as soon as they received them.

It seems that everyone's enthusiasm is even higher than he expected?

"Does everyone want to practice now?" Kitahara Hakuba asked gently.

I expected a positive response, but instead received the same answer from everyone:

"No one!"

Some of the girls even shouted, which made Kitahara Hakuba's ears hurt a little.

Although playing the wind is a hobby and an ideal, when it's time to have fun, ideals should take a backseat.

“Teacher Kitahara was just saying it offhand,” Kana Eto said with a smile.

"I definitely don't want to!"

"Okay, okay, no, no."

Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand to soothe the somewhat restless girls.

"But everyone has to come tomorrow night, don't be late, I won't wait for anyone."

"Yes!"

"What happened all of a sudden?!"

"That's just how I am!"

"How many people are sick in the head!"

The members burst into laughter in the narrow aisle.

Kitahara Hakuba smiled slightly as well. [The latest chapters and sections of the novel are available online.]

He suddenly found it a bit strange that these students actually knew he was joking, but they still went along with his jokes and gave him childish responses.

The hotel's side hall was cramped; to put it bluntly, it was like a giant rectangular coffin room, completely incomparable to the concert hall during the summer retreat.

It seemed to be just a venue used by a hotel for guests to hold group gatherings, completely unrelated to music, with no equipment whatsoever. Kana Eto looked around at the walls; there were no soundproofing measures whatsoever. She said with difficulty:

"These conditions are far too rudimentary. Wouldn't practicing at night lead to a mountain of complaints?"

Knock, knock, knock. Takahashi Kami raised her hand and gently tapped the wall with her knuckles; the wooden echo was too obvious.

"That seems to be the case. Maybe the atmosphere isn't right? Come to think of it, Kagoshima doesn't really have any strong wind music schools, right? That's why it's like this."

If a place has a strong wind music culture, many hotels will add a dedicated concert hall for practice.

Utsunomiya City is a typical example; since the national tournament was moved there, concert halls have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

"Have you forgotten? In this year's national tournament, one of the schools in the second half was from Kagoshima, what was it called, Usumiwa High School?"

Kase Mizuno, who was helping to arrange the seating, bent over and frowned slightly as she said:

"Their name is Kagoshima Prefectural Shoyo High School. They won silver this year. You should remember all the strong schools that make it to the national tournament. Kagoshima has made it to the national tournament almost every year. Watch the news!"

"Sorry sorry."

Kami Takahashi scratched her cheek awkwardly, but wasn't too scared.

"But it's only silver. There's a huge difference between gold and silver."

Kase Mizuno arranged the chairs in a radial pattern and said calmly:

"No matter what, we must have a sense of awe for other schools, otherwise next year we will easily be treated like stray dogs on the roadside and be crushed by the strong schools."

“If it weren’t for Kitahara-sensei being here, you would say such things.”

Kami Takahashi felt that what she said was too serious and disrespectful to Kitahara-sensei.

Kitahara Hakuba simply smiled and remained silent.

Kana Eto took a deep breath, just about to boost morale, when Aoi Sora, who was moving the timpani, suddenly smirked and said:

"Don't worry, as long as I, Tenkai, am here, the Shin-Asahi Brass Band will still be the king of Hokkaido. Even if Kitahara-sensei is gone, I will use my timpani talent to bring the brass band to the national gold medal."

“I will also use my trumpet talent to bring the brass band to the national championships,” said Matsuoka Osamu.

"No, Tachibana and Yuten aren't here. What are those two talking about?" Takahashi Kami asked with a dry laugh.

Yu Tianyu Mai has been the percussion group leader for three years, specializing in the marimba. He is also quite good at playing the timpani, comparable to Tian Hai Cang who specializes in it.

Faced with the boys' "talent," Kana Eto could only give an awkward, bitter smile; she still hoped that the boys' promises were true.

As the sun sets, the soft red sunlight gradually fades, and night slowly blankets the sky above Sakurajima, making the thin layer of volcanic ash less noticeable.

Kitahara Hakuba rested his chin on his hand, wearing a Bluetooth earphone in one ear, and occasionally glanced at Sakurajima, whose outline was nowhere to be seen in the distance.

I poured peach-flavored soda water, which I bought from a vending machine, into the glass, and the bubbles made a hissing sound.

Watching the bubbles rise and burst one by one, Kitahara Hakuba thought to himself, "This is so incredibly boring."

He sent a picture of his "exhausted" appearance to Shinomiya Haruka, along with the caption, "Sister, I've discovered I'm not cut out for traveling; everything seems so boring."

A while later, Shinomiya Haruka sent him a photo. The camera panned down, capturing her rounded breasts and two long, slender, fair legs.

Looks like he just took a shower.

"now what?"

"So white, I want to take a bite."

"Shouldn't boredom mean being unable to find interest in anything? Why is this acceptable?"

Kitahara Hakuba chuckled softly as he read her message and immediately sent a voice message:

"I'm still quite interested in my sister's sex appeal."

"Just bear with it for these four days, you idiot."

"Kitahara!"

The door was suddenly opened, and Kitahara Hakuba was so startled that he quickly added and deleted the item.

Kurosaki Yuichi walked in carrying two dozen bottles of ginger beer, placed them on the table, and said:

You'd never guess how much I spent on these two dozen beers!

A dozen usually contains twelve bottles, but here a dozen only contains six. Normally, one bottle costs two hundred. Laura's small tax has been released.

"A discount of two thousand?" Kitahara Hakuba asked.

Kurosaki Yuichi shook his head, looking quite excited.

"One thousand five?"

"No, no, guess again."

"A thousand? That's impossible!"

"Wrong!" Kurosaki Yuichi happily held up his finger and said, "Five thousand bar! A bottle costs about four hundred!"

Kitahara Hakuba: "So?"

"I've never drunk such expensive beer before! I haven't had it since I graduated from college!"

Kurosaki Yuichi sat down immediately, raising his hands and waving them wildly in the air.

"I usually drink 200 bar beer, but wow, I never thought I could splurge on 400 bar beer this time in Kagoshima!"

Kitahara Hakuba didn't quite understand, perhaps because he wasn't married yet, but Kurosaki Yuichi seemed genuinely happy.

"Here you go!" He handed over a can.

"No, no, no, I can't drink beer," Kitahara Hakuba quickly refused.

He doesn't smoke or drink, and if Kurosaki Yuichi says he lacks any manliness, he won't pay any attention.

"Not drinking beer?"

Kurosaki Yuichi frowned, looking quite troubled, and scratched his hair as he spoke.

"Wow, you're such a rare guy! You don't smoke or drink, and you don't play pachinko. You must have saved a lot of money. I heard you gave a lot of gifts to the students in the department."

“I did like it a little, but I have other interests,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

Yuichi Kurosaki asked curiously, "What are your interests? Playing wind instruments doesn't count."

"Let's watch a video of someone playing wind instruments."

"Isn't it just wind instruments, nothing else?"

It should be gone.

When Kitahara Hakuba said those words, he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Thinking about it carefully, besides going to work, he would occasionally watch videos and "train" Shinomiya Haruka after get off work; he didn't have any other pursuits.

Should we set ourselves a more ambitious and grand goal?

If teaching one wind section isn't enough, then what about two wind sections?

If two wind sections aren't enough, then how about three?

Chapter 365, Section 364. One isn't enough, what about two? What about the entire region? (6 combined into one) >>

What about four?

Five?

What about the whole of Hokkaido? Or perhaps other entire regions?

What seemed like an extremely difficult goal to achieve suddenly ignited a faint flame in Kitahara Hakuba's heart.

"What a blessing."

However, his statement that "it should be gone" received a different evaluation from Yuichi Kurosaki.

"Happiness?" Kitahara Hakuba asked, puzzled.

"Yes, I think the fewer things you have, the happier you are, and the simpler things are, the better."

Following this logic, Kurosaki Yuichi would have opened a can of beer and taken a few gulps, but he didn't.

“When I was in high school, I thought my future life would be very simple: make money, live happily with my girlfriend, and not have to have children.”

You're being very blunt.