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"But I really want to see just how amazing the National Tournament is, whether it's for the A-level or the B-level teams. If everyone from the A-level teams can make it to the National Tournament, the fighting spirit within the brass band will definitely be on a whole new level."
Her sincere words seemed to pierce Sakurako's heart.
As a member of the wind band, who wouldn't want to see what the national competition is like?
Not to mention that this is the last year, her desire to go and see it is no less than anyone else's.
The shadows of the two of them fell across the corridor. Looking at her slightly flushed cheeks, Kawai Sakura said:
“Eto-senpai…: You seem to be starting to look like a club president.”
"What does the minister look like?" Kana Eto tilted her head in confusion. "What does he look like?"
Sakurako Yukawa was taken aback by the question, and scratched her cheek shyly, saying:
"I don't really know...: Maybe it's just a feeling."
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"Mind your own business?" Akamatsu Sayaka said.
"No way!" Sakurako Yukawa glared at her, a rare occurrence for her.
"Speaking of which, is Kuno-senpai alright now?" Kana Eto asked.
Sakurako Yukawa nodded:
"Well, it seems like everything's alright now. Teacher Kitahara came over and chatted with her for a while, and she was in great form during practice today."
"Visit in person?"
Kana Eto covered her mouth in surprise. Should she say that Kitahara-sensei was just bored, or that he was showing meticulous care for his students?
"I feel like Kitahara-sensei has done almost half of my job as department head," Yukawa Sakurako couldn't help but smile.
Sayaka Akamatsu said:
"Perhaps for Mr. Kitahara, everyone in the brass band is part of his achievements, not to mention that Hisano-senpai is one of his supporters."
"Performance and such..."
"Well, I'd say it's a mutually beneficial relationship."
Akamatsu Sayaka seemed to realize that what she said wasn't quite right, and changed her words,
"After all, we were the first class he taught, which was very important to him."
Kana Eto said with a smile, "But it's good that it ended well."
"What did Kitahara-sensei and Kuno say that made her feel like she'd taken a life-restoring pill?" Takahashi Kami asked.
"I'm not sure, Kuno-senpai didn't say anything specific either," said Yukawa Sakurako.
"Ugh! I really want to know what happened!"
Sayaka Akamatsu's eyes lit up, her gossip-loving heart overflowing: "Alone in a young girl's boudoir, a handsome man makes a melancholy young girl full of vitality."
Akamatsu's words were clearly pointed, and Takahashi Kami tried to hide the smile that was creeping onto her lips, while Eto Kana stared at her with a puzzled expression.
"Just like the plot of a doujinshi."
“Great minds think alike!” Sayaka Akamatsu gave Takahashi an approving look.
No way.
I think so too...
Sakurako Yukawa and Kana Eto could only laugh awkwardly from the sidelines. As "natives," they naturally knew what doujinshi were.
A moment later, a girl came out of the instrument management room.
It's Hiroka Isomoto.
Many girls in the brass band regard this girl as a role model for "going against the tide".
He is the number one person who embodies the principles of "If you can't train to death, then train to death" and "If you don't have enough talent, make up for it with time".
After all, Yuka Isomoto had been criticized for being at the bottom of her class for two years, but then she was favored by Kitahara-sensei in just four months.
He eventually became the principal euphonium player and the head of the euphonium group, practically a superman within the department.
"Yu Xiang, have you been servicing your euphonium a bit too often lately?"
Sakurako was the first to notice the anomaly and said with concern,
"Overfeeding the euphonium isn't a good thing. Not only will the plating wear off due to the cleaning agent, but excessive disassembly of the pistons and tuning tubes may also affect its flexibility."
Yuka Isomoto put her hands behind her back, as if making an excuse, and said:
"Well, pay attention next time."
"Are you doing maintenance on Saito-san's euphonium?" Akamatsu Sayaka asked.
Kami Takahashi said, puzzled:
"Didn't Saito-senpai quit the club? Why is the euphonium still here?"
"I don't know. I saw it during the last inspection, but it's okay. There are many seats, and it doesn't take up as much space as percussion instruments."
"Oh... I thought Saito-senpai had already taken the euphonium with her."
"She probably donated it, after all, her family is so rich."
Hearing their suspicions, Sakurako subconsciously stared at Yuka Isomoto's face, seemingly unsure how to speak.
She just kept pinching the hem of her skirt.
It seems what I said in the training camp bathroom last time was right. If Saito Harutori makes it to the national tournament, she might have to go back to the club.
She didn't know what kind of feelings she had for Saito Haruka now, but she could clearly understand that she was no longer as dependent on her as before.
As the atmosphere in the brass band changed, Sakurako Yukawa felt that she had gradually united with the other members, waving the same flag and sharing the same goal.
Unlike before, when they were all small groups fighting their own battles.
"The whole country..." Sakurako Yukawa murmured to herself, unaware that she had spoken her innermost thoughts aloud.
These are words I would never have thought of when I was with Saito Harukori.
Yuka Isomoto raised her eyebrows, gazed at the girl's longing face, and nodded slightly, saying:
"Sakurako, let's go to the national championships together this time."
Akamatsu Sanoka stepped forward, placing her arms around the shoulders of two girls, one on each side, and said with a smile:
"Expand nationwide!"
Chapter 164 163. The approaching All-Tao Conference (4K)
The time finally arrived at the afternoon of the day before the All-Dao Conference.
A light drizzle gently pattered against the windows of the music classroom, while a translucent mist shrouded the deserted playground.
Unlike the dim scenery outside, the classroom was exceptionally bright thanks to the fluorescent lights.
Ever since the standing air conditioner was repaired, it has been blowing air non-stop, just like the members of the brass band.
Because of the rain, we can take a day off today.
"Okay, stop."
As Kitahara Hakuba clenched his fist, the music in the first music classroom abruptly stopped.
Unlike in the past, Kitahara Hakuba did not make any corrections to certain voice parts or individuals this time.
He glanced at his watch; it was exactly three in the afternoon. He looked up, took a deep breath, and smiled, saying:
"The ensemble performance was already very well done. That concludes today's ensemble practice. You may choose to go home or stay to practice on your own."
Unlike in the past when he almost "forced" students to train to the point of exhaustion, Kitahara Hakuba seemed very relaxed today, but many people felt something was wrong.
Moreover, practice sessions usually end after dark.
Sakurako Yukawa was the first to raise her hand and say:
"Teacher Kitahara, we're not tired, we can continue!"
The atmosphere in the music classroom instantly became excited. Tomorrow was the All-Around Tournament, which was a battle for them to make a name for themselves and to wash away their past humiliations.
"We can continue!"
"It feels strange that they let us go so early all of a sudden..."
"
"With the competition day approaching, we should theoretically be practicing harder."
"Teacher Kitahara! We can continue playing together! Don't pity us!"
The other officers of the brass band echoed each other, except for one who complained that the phrase "don't pity me" sounded strange. They all prayed that Kitahara Hakuba would teach for a little longer.
Kitahara Hakuba forced a relieved smile and clasped his hands together, saying:
"Actually, everyone's quality has been quite stable these days. I don't feel guilty because you're all tired. If you don't meet my standards, I certainly won't let you relax."
Sakurako Yuukawa paused for a moment: "What does this sentence mean...:::?"
"Yes, it's all right now."
Kitahara Hakuba spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I hope everyone can get a good rest today. Of course, it's also fine to sleep in until 8 a.m., since we are number 11 and the game is in the afternoon."
Hearing "It's all right" from him gave the girls an unprecedented sense of security. Everyone took a deep breath, and it was rare to see the girls' breasts swell up at the same time.
"Teacher Kitahara, sleeping until eight in the morning is not considered sleeping in!" Kuno Tachibana raised his right hand and teased playfully.
Nagase Tsukiyo glanced at her sideways, and she smiled happily.
"Sorry, eight o'clock is already considered sleeping in for me."
Kitahara Hakuba responded with a smile.
"Alright, don't have any unnecessary worries. You may not be strong on your own, but under my guidance, you will be stronger than anyone imagines."
Upon hearing this, piccolo player Suzuki Yoshie, sitting in the front row, couldn't help but say with a sour face:
"What Kitahara-sensei said..."