I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"Am I pretty?"

Saito Harutori initially wanted to cover herself with her arms, but she gritted her teeth and used her arms to support herself, showing him all the beauty.

Without saying a word, Kitahara Hakuba quickly closed the bathroom door.

But everything about her has been vividly etched into my memory.

Kitahara Hakuba's breathing quickened involuntarily; all the wonderful memories of Saito Haruki were imprinted in his mind, crystal clear.

Could it be that when she said she would remember her for the rest of her life, she meant this kind of thing?

Without pausing for a moment, he went straight upstairs to Kitahara Ai's room.

Nagase Tsukiyo was back tutoring her two younger sisters. She held up her drooping hair with one hand and tirelessly helped Kitahara Ai, who was a poor student, solve a quadratic function problem.

"Haruka, Mom has said it so many times: you have to take care of your own laundry. If the washing machine is in use, you should hand wash it in the bathroom."

Kitahara Hakuba's tone was somewhat low.

After several hours of quiet contemplation, Kitahara Haruka blushed and realized she hadn't taken her underwear, so she quickly went outside.

"Nase-kun, thank you for your hard work," Kitahara Hakuba said.

Nagase Tsukiyo said with a smile, "Okay, actually doing problems can be quite interesting."

Kitahara Hakuba crossed his arms and said:

"Don't complain. If your grades this semester don't meet my expectations, then come with me to learn musical instruments and cultivate your musical talent."

"Try every instrument? Are you planning to start working right after high school?"

"No, I don't want to."

"That's settled then. Anyway, follow me, and I guarantee you'll get into Dongyin University."

Kitahara Ai paused for a moment, then gave a thumbs-up and said:

"Brother, you're awesome!"

Nagase Tsukiyo looked at her with a puzzled expression and said:

"What does it mean?"

“I don’t know, but the foreign students in my class told me. It basically means ‘very impressive,’ and it’s very popular where they are,” Kitahara Ai said.

After giving his reminder, Kitahara Hakuba left the room and was met by Saito Harukori, who was wearing a nightgown and walking up to him.

She was now shy; the moment she met Kitahara Hakuma's gaze, she pulled her legs together, averted her eyes as if fleeing, and hurriedly returned to her room.

Kitahara Hakuba chose that nothing had happened.

But what angered him was that Saito Harutori had indeed achieved his goal.

He probably will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Chapter 248, Section 247: We Can't Sing "The Song of the Rear Courtyard" Now

The next morning was the day to return to Hokkaido. (First published on Xianyu Reading Blog)

At 7 o'clock sharp, Kitahara Hakuba packed his things. His two younger sisters were still fast asleep on Saturday, but the door was not closed.

They successfully entered the girl's boudoir.

He first went to Ai Kitahara's room, placed five square banknotes inside Ai's math workbook, and then flattened them to ensure that no trace of the foreign object could be seen from the outside.

Whether or not she discovers this pocket money depends entirely on whether she does her math homework on her own initiative.

If you can't find it, then you can only say it's bad luck.

Haruka is a very good student, and Kitahara Hakuba thinks that if she continues like this, she will probably have no problem getting into Waseda University based on her academic background.

Most importantly, Haruka is a good younger sister who is willing to let him kiss her cheek.

The 50,000 bar was placed directly next to her pillow.

But we can't show favoritism, otherwise it won't be good if my younger sister competes for my affections in the future.

As if she heard a sound, she wrapped herself in the blanket and let out a soft moan; the girl's undulating voice was indeed beautiful.

Resisting the urge to kiss her, Kitahara Hakuba gently closed the door and joined the girls who had finished breakfast on the first floor.

"Dad hasn't gone to work yet?"

He found his father, who usually went to the construction site very early, scrolling through current affairs news on the sofa.

“There’s still time,” Kitahara’s father said.

Kitahara's mother, carrying several bags, said:

"White Horse, take these milk and cakes with you. You can eat them if you get hungry on the road."

"No need, there's food on the train, and these things are also sold in Hakodate."

"What about your winter clothes? I don't know when you'll be back next time."

"some."

Every time I leave home, my feelings are always complicated and hard to describe. Several suitcases stand quietly at the door, as if urging me to hurry up.

"Alright, alright, it's time to go," Kitahara Hakuba said.

Nagase Tsukiyo and the other two said goodbye to Kitahara's parents and followed him out of the Kitahara house.

Kitahara's father didn't say anything, he just stood at the door and watched him quietly.

They took a ride-hailing car to the bustling station, where they had their tickets checked and boarded the regular carriage of the Hayabusa train.

To Nagase Tsukiyo's surprise, her appearance did not attract Haruka's attention.

She sat on the other side of the aisle, seemingly burdened by a heavier burden, appearing utterly insignificant compared to herself in the ordinary carriage.

The four of them remained quiet throughout the journey. When the Hayabusa arrived in Hachinohe City, a message from Haruka came through Kitahara Hakuba's phone: "I love you, brother!"

Kitahara Hakuba typed with a smile:

"Spend it sparingly, and don't tell Xiao Ai about this money. I only gave it to you."

When passing through Aomori City, you can see large farmlands along the coast, with the fields stretching along the coastline and the sea tinged with golden sunlight.

Farmland, blue sky, ocean, and the black power lines that he saw as wavy blended together harmoniously.

"Is Isogen's hometown around here?" Kitahara Hakuba suddenly asked.

Sitting opposite him, Nagase Tsukiyo reacted quickly, nodding and saying:

"It should be. She said her hometown is called Pengtian Village, where there are many rice paddies along the sea, and the harvest season every year keeps them busy for several days."

Nagase Tsukiyo looked out the window; the neat, uniform rice paddies looked exceptionally beautiful at that moment.

“It’s really beautiful,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

The conversation abruptly ended, and the group fell silent again.

As the Falcon entered the underwater tunnel, the view outside the window was completely obscured by darkness.

When the light returned, Kitahara Hakuba knew that he had returned to Hokkaido.

Shin-Hakodate Hokuto Station.

Kitahara Hakuba first called his parents from inside the train car to let them know he was safe before stepping onto the platform.

The air suddenly became clear and cool, instantly washing away the stuffiness and heat brought from Tokyo.

It smells like Hokkaido, a blend of salty, damp ocean scents and fresh, natural fragrance, far superior to the air in Tokyo, which is filled with car exhaust and noise.

Although I don't want to speak ill of my hometown, that's just how it is.

After saying goodbye to the three of them, Kitahara Hakuba returned to his rented room, put his things down, and then bought a train ticket to Sapporo.

I bought a car a few months ago, and I can pick it up now.

It's a standard Mercedes C-Class. He could easily buy a more expensive one, but if it were any more expensive, Shinomiya Haruka probably wouldn't accept it.

Moreover, the streets in Hakodate are quite narrow, making it inconvenient to buy a wide car; this small car has a significant advantage.

Most importantly, he doesn't know anything about cars. The internet celebrity said that the best car to buy for his girlfriend is a Mercedes C-Class.

After paying over 30,000 yuan for the agency fees, Shinomiya Haruka still needs to get a stamp from them.

Having not driven for a long time, Kitahara Hakuba initially thought his handling would be rusty, but once he was on the road, the lost feel slowly returned.

After another three hours of driving, we arrived back in Hakodate around 6 p.m.

The road is a bit narrow, and the houses are very close together, so you have to be extra careful when driving. If a stubborn kid comes along, he could really ruin half his life.

Upon arriving at Shinomiya Haruka's music store, they forcefully and domineeringly blocked the two parking spaces in front of her store.

As expected, Shinomiya Haruka pushed open the door and walked out with a solemn expression. Just as she was about to question the white car, she discovered that the person who got out of the car was Kitahara Hakuba.

"You?" Shinomiya Haruka looked at him with her arms crossed. "What does this mean?"

Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile, "I bought you a car."

Contrary to what she had imagined—that the girl would rush up and kiss her—Shinomiya Haruka's face showed a confused expression:

"Is this a joke?"

She knew exactly how much her boyfriend earned.

This guy, did he use all his prize money to buy her a car? He's incredibly stupid.

Kitahara Hakuba picked up the car keys and shook them, saying:

"Seriously, I'm not kidding. You should find some time to get it stamped another day."

Realizing that he had actually bought her a car, Shinomiya Haruka walked up to him, ran her fingers over the hood, and said, "Hakuba, you've made a fortune?"

Chapter 248, Section 247: We can't sing "The Song of the Rear Courtyard" now!

"It's alright, we made a little money at home."

Kitahara Hakuma made a casual remark, then simply put his arm around her waist and said...

"Unless you feel you don't want to be with me in the future, then you don't have to accept it."

Shinomiya Haruka narrowed her eyes slightly, reached out and pinched his side, saying: