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Nagase Tsukiyo turned her head and said in a calm tone:
"I came back to stand on the same stage as everyone, so naturally I will give it my all."
Those around them didn't know how to speak, because these two were the strongest in the brass band, and it would probably be difficult for Kitahara-sensei to choose between them.
"I've been playing the trumpet all along to get first place."
Kuno Tachibana, holding a trumpet in one hand and tossing her hair with the other, said:
"For a wind instrument player, there is nothing more wasteful of life than not being able to play a solo."
The fact that such shocking words came from her small body made everyone around her hold their breath.
Sakurako Yukawa said with a wry smile:
'It's not that serious...'
“I understand that feeling, Kuno-senpai. We might be the same kind of people.”
Nagase Tsukiyo faced Kuno Tachibana with a serious expression. The sunlight streaming into the corridor bathed both of them, revealing their figures clearly.
Kuno Tachibana slightly pursed his lips, tilted his head, and muttered under his breath:
"We're not the same kind of people."
A moment later, Kurosawa Maki came out. Upon seeing so many people at the door, she exclaimed in surprise:
"Why are all the seniors here to pick me up...?"
Sayaka Akamatsu, standing behind her, chuckled and patted her head, saying, "Silly girl, it's time for the trumpet part."
"Ohhhhhh." Realizing what had happened, Kurosawa Maki hugged the euphonium and obediently moved aside.
"Rain Guardian, it's your turn."
"Ah."
Yu Shou carried the trumpet, the gold plating of which had peeled off slightly, into the concert hall, while the rest of the people waited quietly outside.
All the windows in the corridor were open, and when the wind blew in, you could smell the unique scent of wood.
The trumpet's tone was distinctly different from that of the euphonium; its overwhelming tension emanated from the concert hall, and its beautiful, bright high notes lingered in my mind.
"I didn't expect Rain Guardian to be able to play so well." Yukawa Sakurako said with a pleased smile.
Watanabe Hama stood to the side with his arms crossed and said, "Yeah, we still need the influence of advisors."
No one spoke, but everyone understood that they had all been influenced by Kitahara Hakuba to varying degrees, whether in their musical skills or their way of looking at things.
"The excerpt that Kitahara-sensei chose on the spot was the section with sixteenth notes played together."
Kuno Tachibana leaned against the wall, looked up, and listened intently.
"Senior Rain Guardian does indeed frequently encounter problems here."
Sakurako asked curiously, "Kuno-senpai, is this trumpet part difficult?"
"Yes, that's also where the difficulty of playing the freestyle trumpet lies. It requires the use of double and triple tonguing techniques. If the tongue position is incorrect, the tone will sound muddy and the rhythm will be off..."
At that moment, a discordant note faintly drifted from inside the concert hall.
Kuno Tachibana blinked as if expecting this, twirled the end of his hair with his fingers, narrowed his eyes meaningfully, and continued:
"Like Amemori-senpai, if it were any other advisor, they might have let it pass, but unfortunately, our advisor is Kitahara-sensei."
If anyone else said this, they would mean "Teacher Kitahara is too nitpicky," but only when Tachibana Kuno said this would you not get that feeling.
She probably hopes that Kitahara Hakuba will go even further.
"I didn't hear anything strange about it...::" Kurosawa Maki blinked, looking confused. "I think Amemori-senpai is amazing!"
Not only did she not recognize it, but only Kuno Tachibana and Nagase Tsukiyo among the girls present did.
When Yu Shou came out after the audition, his originally fair and stern face had turned bright red, like a tender flower that had been teased and was now trembling.
Those who knew her would think she was going to meet her boyfriend, but those who didn't would think she was there for a selection process.
"What happened? Did you get scolded?" Watanabe asked, frowning.
Yu Shou shook her head, her aloof demeanor completely gone, and blushed as she said:
"Teacher Kitahara said I played it very well, so I need to work even harder."
After saying that, she grabbed her trumpet and left, adopting an attitude of "I absolutely cannot let Kitahara Hakuba down."
"Rain guards her..."
Sayaka Akamatsu wore a complex expression, but after a glance from Sakurako Yukawa, she changed the subject to the next person.
"Next up is Moonlight, good luck!"
"Mm." Nagase Tsukiyo nodded, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering.
She wanted to make a good impression on Kitahara Hakuba during her first audition after returning home.
Upon entering the concert hall, I found Kitahara Hakuba sitting upright in a chair. For some reason, my heart started pounding with excitement the moment I saw him.
"Grade, Name, Musical Instrument".
Even Shinomiya Haruka couldn't help but glance at the beautiful girl in front of her a few more times.
She is so beautiful, every part of her body is breathtakingly beautiful.
"Third-year student, Nagase Tsukiyo, plays the trumpet!"
"Please take a seat."
"Yes!"
Nagase Tsukiyo sat demurely in the chair, carefully placing the music score. Her body was heating up, and she felt as if she were becoming heavy all over.
Kitahara Hakuba raised his head and said with a smile:
"Nase-san, are you ready?"
"Yes!"
Nagase Tsukiyo's fair and slender legs were pressed tightly together beneath her skirt.
She wanted to show him that her trumpet playing was just as captivating as Kuno's.
Chapter 146, Section 145: Training Camp: The Girls' Thoughts (4K)
"By the way, who will be performing the trumpet solo at this year's All-Kingdoms Tournament?"
"It must be Nagase-senpai, without a doubt."
"But Kuno is also very strong. Kitahara-sensei said she plays very well."
"Indeed, but if Kuno is chosen by Kitahara-sensei, won't the brass band executives be angry? After all, Nagase-senpai has been with them for more than two years."
"I don't know, but I know that Kitahara-sensei is not a teacher who cares about personal relationships."
"I think it would be better to let Nagase-senpai do the solo, because she is very pretty, and the judges might give her extra points when she goes on stage."
"Then I'd say Kuno is cute! Cuteness is the greatest justice!"
"Small breasts are cute too."
"Come on! This is a music festival! Not a beauty pageant! What does it have to do with body shape!"
The selection process took longer than anyone expected. It wasn't until 9:30 p.m. that the auditions for the brass instruments ended, and many people began to discuss who would be the soloists.
Kuno Tachibana placed the trumpet into its black instrument case, licked her dry lips, and took a short breath.
"Teacher Kitahara is not a teacher who is swayed by personal relationships."
This thought kept bubbling in the girl's mind; she believed she got along well with Kitahara-sensei.
"Tachibana, want to go to the hot springs?" Nagasawa Miya asked, standing at the doorway where musical instruments were stored.
"Here I come~~"
He fastened the silver-white inverted button, and each time he heard that crisp sound, Kuno Tachibana clearly felt that "today's trumpet playing has ended."
The accommodation is right next to a hot spring, which has separate pools for men, women, and mixed groups, all separated by a tall wooden fence.
For these girls, they didn't understand what the purpose of the mixed pool was. Was it just for mothers to take care of their children?
Upon arriving at the hot spring, we discovered that the boys were all walking into the mixed pool with serious expressions.
However, no girls were bold enough to go to the pool; they booked the whole place and were lamenting inside.
Kuno Tachibana and the others took a shower with clean water on the shore while naked before wrapping themselves in Moichi's clothes and walking into the hot spring pool.
Goto first tested the water temperature with his toes, and only went into the water after confirming that it was suitable.
The rising steam clung to each girl's skin, making it appear even more translucent, like a thin-skinned dumpling enjoying a moist treat in an oven.
"Ah... as expected of a hot spring, it feels so good..."
Miya Nagasawa sat in the hot spring water, stretched out her legs, and looked up at the night sky, as if she were traveling in a sea of stars.
Kirishima Mai glanced around and found that many people were chatting and soaking in the women's pool, and everyone had their hair tied up.
You could even see some third-year students, including Sakurako Yukawa, huddled together, and as they talked, Sayaka Akamatsu would start touching them inappropriately.
I want to tear off the fig leaf covering the girls around me.
As a result, not only did they fail to pull away others, but they were also countered by Suzuki Yoshie and her team members.
Sayaka Akamatsu's bath towel was taken off and thrown far away, so she had no choice but to soak her whole body in the water, with only the part above her nose sticking out and blowing bubbles, which looked particularly comical.
Kirishima Mai glanced at Kuno Tachibana beside her. Kuno Tachibana had maintained a serious expression ever since the selection, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor.
But that's fine too, she doesn't want a game of comparing the size of each other's bath coins.
"What are you doing, You...?"
"
Miya Nagasawa watched as Yu Goto, who was completely immersed in the hot spring water, watched as bubbles rose from below and burst.
Her hair wasn't tied up either; her black hair floated on the water's surface, much like drifting seaweed.
The girl popped her head out, taking deep breaths. A spoonful of hot spring water filled her beautifully curved collarbone. She picked up a towel from a wooden tub floating on the surface of the water and wiped her cheeks, saying:
"I've never soaked in a hot spring before, but I've always wanted to do it. It's so comfortable."