I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"Am I being isolated by them?"

Kitahara Hakuba stood at the front as if watching a silent film. It has to be admitted that the thoughts of adolescence are really interesting.

Kuno Tachibana boarded the bus and asked with a smile, "Where will you sit, teacher?"

"Here, in the very front row."

"Then I'll sit next to you," Kuno Tachibana immediately replied with a broad smile.

Just as she was about to sit down, a hand pressed down on her shoulder, the force neither too light nor too heavy.

"No, this is where I'm sitting."

Kuno Tachibana turned around and saw it was Shinomiya-sensei; his eyes widened immediately.

"What are you doing here, Shinomiya-sensei?"

She looked beautiful today, in a pure white belted dress and with light makeup, as if she were going on a date.

"Where am I? Who do you think taught you how to march?" Shinomiya Haruka said, feigning displeasure and frowning. "Hurry up and go inside."

Kuno Tachibana, with a bitter face, slunk inside and met the gaze of Kirishima Mai, who was alone. He happily sat down next to her.

"Fasten your seatbelts. I know we're here early today, so you can rest in the car for a while."

After Kitahara Hakuba finished speaking, he looked at Shinomiya Haruka, who was sitting down, and said...

"Why aren't you going over there? What are you doing here?"

“Wow, Haruno has a very mature demeanor. I think it’s perfectly fine to leave it to her,” Shinomiya Haruka said with a smile.

"How can this be? A teacher must accompany you. I'll go over there." Kitahara Hakuba said, getting out of the car.

"Hey, hey, I was just kidding." Shinomiya Haruka grabbed his wrist and said, "My uncle is here too, he's in the car."

Kitahara Hakuba raised an eyebrow, finally feeling relieved as he sat down beside her.

In the back row, Kuno Rikka put his hands under his buttocks to make himself more comfortable, but he could still feel the bones through the flesh, so it didn't seem very comfortable either.

"They said it was a short rest, but I really can't sit on the bus seats for long."

As Kirishima Mai looked out the car window, the club building gradually disappeared from her sight.

"Mai, will your family come to see your performance?" Kuno Tachika asked.

"No, the restaurant has been quite busy these past few days." Kirishima Mai's eyes stung, and she couldn't help but snore.

Let's go back to the hotel and rest for a while after the march. She only needs to participate in the music march; the concert is the responsibility of Group A.

"My mom's coming to see me! Oh my god~~ I'm still number one!"

Kuno Tachibana said happily.

"Wow, just thinking about it makes me so excited! Will some guys come and confess their feelings to me, the amazing guy?"

"How could that be? There will be more people better than you at the music festival, not fewer."

The girl sitting in the front row suddenly turned around; it was Nagasawa Mia.

"What are you doing here?" Kuno Tachibana held onto the back of her chair with both hands, her legs slightly bent.

“Didn’t you notice that almost everyone sitting here is a first-year or second-year student? The minister and the others are in another car,” Nagasawa Miya said.

Shinomiya Haruka walked over from the front aisle, raising her index finger to her lips:

"Shh, everyone be quiet, some students need to rest."

Her words immediately made Nagasawa Miya turn around, and Kuno Tachibana also shut her mouth, but the restless girl still looked around.

As soon as the bus started, most of the students were in an excited mood, chatting quietly and playing on their phones.

Only Kitahara Hakuba seemed to have fallen asleep, his head slightly tilted, remaining motionless for a long time.

Chapter 59. True Female Boxing

The noise that had lasted for just half an hour after boarding was immediately drowned out by the sound of the bus engine.

The four-hour drive left many members looking rather uncomfortable.

However, when the bus arrived in Sapporo along the central expressway, everyone's expression became tense again, and many girls' faces turned as white as if they had never been in the sun.

Sapporo was packed with people, and posters for the "Hokkaido Music March" were plastered all over the streets and squares.

Following this music tour will be the "Sapporo Music Week," lasting for a week, with over four thousand participants.

From small kindergartens to the National Farmers' Wind Music Alliance, the scene is a mixed bag.

Their strengths are also different, ranging from the weakest to the strongest, like participating in a national tournament.

"Wow, there are so many people on the street, and so many of them are wearing the same uniform!" Kuno Tachibana spread his hands and pressed them against the cold glass.

"We're going to... we're going to parade in front of so many people?" Goto Yu stared blankly at the crowd outside the window, which was constantly receding.

Kirishima May looked out the window. It was her first time visiting the Hokkaido Music Festival, which was said to attract as many as 150,000 visitors, immersing the entire city in a musical atmosphere.

In the front row, Kitahara Hakuba looked at the street where people had to wait for tricycles even at traffic lights and remarked on how many people had come.

"Are you nervous?" Shinomiya Haruka asked him.

"What's there to be nervous about? It's just a small music festival." Kitahara Hakuba said casually, arms crossed.

"Oh, I see—" Shinomiya Haruka said with amusement, "I saw you had such a serious face, I was thinking you were nervous."

“I have a naturally taut face,” Kitahara Hakuba said.

The bus turned into the parking lot of Asahikawa Park, where all the parking spaces were filled with buses and various vehicles, and the aisles were filled with spectators and performers.

After parking the vehicle, Kitahara Hakuba gestured for his staff to get out.

He looked around and saw that many school bands had already occupied the light green grass and were preparing, with the sounds of various instruments coming from all directions.

"Everyone, let's unload the instruments together first. Members who are moving should follow the club president to the dressing room to change into their costumes. The A group for the concert doesn't need to change; just wear the uniforms of Shin-Asahi High School on stage. There's also one thing that must be strictly observed: while in Sapporo, you can only wear the uniforms of Shin-Asahi High School when you go out."

"Why can we only wear the Shenxu uniform?" a girl asked, raising her hand.

"I don't know, I'm confused too, but that's how the school arranged it."

After giving a concise and clear response, Kitahara Hakuba clapped his hands and said,

"Alright, hurry up, get moving, get moving! We need to make room for the truck for the next school."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone began to move nimbly, and Sakurako Yukawa spoke as if trying to drown out the music:

"Everyone, please unload your percussion instruments first. Those of you carrying the Susa will have to work hard. Due to limited space, please do not participate in the procession. Members who are going to the concert, please reserve a spot with Mr. Kitahara to prepare in advance. New members, please stay close to the group and don't get lost. If you have any questions, please post them in the group chat, and I will reply immediately."

Sakurako Yukawa had participated in the Hokkaido Music Festival twice and had organized all the club members in an orderly manner, including Hakuba Kitahara.

Kitahara Hakuba handed over the task of reserving a spot to Shinomiya Haruka, as he himself had to go to the organizers to sign in first.

After circling the park several times, he finally arrived at a large temporary tent set up by the organizers and found the staff.

"May I ask which organization is reporting from?" The staff member glanced at Kitahara Hakuba before turning his attention back to the computer screen.

"Kami-Asahi Private High School Wind Ensemble, Hakodate City, Hokkaido"

"Hakodate... Kamiya... um?"

Kitahara Hakuba thought he was speaking unclearly, so he repeated himself in detail:

"Number sixteen, Hokkaido Brass Band Federation Hakodate Branch, Shin-Asahi Private High School,"

"Ah, found it. Sorry about that." The staff member glanced at him with an expression that said, "After all, he's not famous."

"It's nothing." He smiled.

"Oh, you could have just said it was ranked after Asahikawa High School, and I would have known immediately."

Kitahara Hakuba's eyes twitched, and he turned to leave.

Shinomiya Haruka and her club members had already occupied a patch of grass, and many of the members, who had changed into blue and white uniforms, were tuning their instruments.

Yu Shoukan, the leader of the trumpet section, is nearly 1.7 meters tall, which makes him stand out in the almost all-girls wind band. He also has regular features and was assigned the job of holding the school sign.

Because the skirt was very short, her legs looked long, white, and healthy, with visible muscle curves.

He then looked at Kirishima Mai, whose hand was always unconsciously clutching the hem of her skirt, and whose legs were as white as pure white milk without a trace of dirt.

The former exudes a healthy, athletic beauty, while the latter has a sweet, milky flavor.

awesome.

"hey-hey--"

Wearing a marching uniform, Kuno Tatsuka waved his small fists and swayed his body as he punched the air.

"What Asahikawa High School? What Tokai Affiliated High School? Let me show them what Kuno Tachibana is all about! Heave-ho, hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo—"

The uniform skirt that revealed her fair thighs, her cute yet resolute face, and her flat and slender figure all attracted a lot of attention.

"Alright everyone, those who are here, please tune your instruments as soon as possible. We're about to do one last rehearsal," said Shinomiya Haruka.

"it is good!"

Everyone responded. Kitahara Hakuba stood aside and saw Saito Harutori holding the silver-white Susa, seemingly making a phone call.

Standing beside her were Kanzaki Eri, who was wearing the Shin-Asahi school uniform, and Isomoto Yuka.

Seeing that Saito Haruka had put her phone into her skirt pocket, Kitahara Hakuba called the three of them over.

Kanzaki Megumi chose not to participate in the march, but only in the tuning.

"Teacher, whoosh—, why aren't you wearing clothes? Whoosh whoosh whoosh—" Kuno Tachibana was still in the posture of punching with one hand, shaking his head as if he were on drugs.

"Didn't I wear clothes?"

"Aren't these just ordinary clothes?" She seemed tired and stopped practicing her boxing.

"The afternoon concert will be rescheduled."

"He's afraid that if he puts it on, he'll be so infatuated with you that you won't be able to concentrate on the journey," Shinomiya Haruka said sarcastically.

Kuno Tachibana played a mocking, drawn-out note on his trumpet and said to Kitahara Hakuba, whose mouth was pursed:

"Actually, I'm completely infatuated with you, Kitahara-sensei."

Kitahara Hakuba could no longer tolerate the two of them working together, so he reprimanded them, "Instead of wasting time playing opera here, you should be properly tuning your instruments."

"Hakodate Branch, Shin-Asahi High School, it's time. Please go to the field and line up."