I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

Page 496

"I understand."

Saito Haruka's shoulders slumped slightly, and whether it was just my imagination or not, I felt that her breasts were a size smaller than before.

Yuka Isomoto's gaze wandered. In fact, Kitahara-sensei hadn't said those words; they were all her own selfish thoughts.

Since she had already promised him not to team up with Harutori, Isomoto Yuka didn't want Harutori to be alone in her hometown of Aomori and do anything to Kitahara-sensei.

She felt a little wronged; this was her home, and she shouldn't hide anything from him or do anything indecent to him.

"Since he says so, there's nothing we can do about it."

Saito Harutori seemed completely unprepared for Yuka's lie, and said while stroking her slightly curly hair,

"By the way, I'm planning to invite Tsukiyo and Eri to come along. What do you think, Yuuka?"

“Ugh—” Yuka Isomoto’s brain buzzed.

No.

The thought popped into her head immediately, but the next instant, Yuka Isomoto wanted nothing more than to raise her hand and slap herself.

Tsukiyo and Eri are also her good friends, although the latter's relationship is uncertain, but they don't get along too badly.

At this moment, "Yuka Isomoto," standing outside with angel wings on her back, raised her finger and cursed at herself: "You heartless girl who forgets your friends for the sake of being with him! This is your last winter break! You bad kid!"

Yuka Isomoto felt ashamed as if she had been slapped.

"Sure, no problem, the room should be enough." She wanted to smile, but her face could only twitch with shame.

"It's alright, Yuka."

Saito Harutori immediately saw through her inner concerns, reached out and pressed her shoulder, and said...

"I promise I'll let you eat first, no matter what."

For the moment her warm hand touched his shoulder, Yuka Isomoto was paralyzed, unable to move, and didn't know how to respond to her words.

"No matter what it is, I will let her try it first." How much confidence and willingness to make concessions must one have to say such a thing?

Yuka Isomoto could understand to some extent that part of the reason why Harukori Saito acted this way was to make up for her.

Anything related to Kitahara-sensei is something I'm willing to put second to, or do together with, just like the situation under the kotatsu table back then.

"Moonlight is very clumsy and slow-witted in this regard. She's the most shrewd and has no guile at all."

Saito Harutori crouched down and whispered, "Eri won't say anything again, but I feel there must be some strange relationship between her and Kitahara-sensei. I want to uncover Eri's secret."

"Huili?"

Yuka Isomoto gasped, muttering blankly as the image of Eri Kanzaki's delicate, doll-like face flashed through her mind.

Could a girl like that have a strange relationship with Mr. Kitahara?

how can that be possible?

Saito Haruka's fingers toyed with the ends of her hair:

“When the three of us went to Tokyo with Kitahara-sensei last time, Eri told us that she and Kitahara-sensei had made a lifelong promise.”

"A lifetime?"

As if she had heard a word that couldn't possibly be heard, Yuka Isomoto's eyes widened.

“Yes, Eri doesn’t lie; she just doesn’t talk,” Saito Harutori said.

Yuka Isomoto felt uneasy. She looked up and met the gaze of the girl with the middle parting:

"Haru-niao, if there really is something we don't know, are you going to threaten Eri?"

"why?"

Saito Haruka blinked her beautiful eyes in confusion, then gave a charming smile and said,

"If there's something between Eri and Kitahara-sensei, it would actually be a good thing for both of us. (The latest chapters are updated faster.)"

"Good thing?"

"Yes, that's good news."

Saito Harutori looked around and realized that most of her classmates had arrived.

Moreover, Yushou, who was sitting in the front row and had been working on her red exercise book, kept turning her head, apparently because she had vaguely heard "Kitahara-sensei".

A few words.

"Rain Guardian, what's wrong?" Saito Harutori asked with a smile.

Rain Guard frowned slightly, but not knowing what they were saying, he could only vaguely warn:

"We've already left the club, so let's not cause trouble and distract Kitahara-sensei."

Saito Haruka gave her an OK sign before she turned back to continue doing her homework.

Yuka Isomoto gently tugged at her skirt and asked softly:

Should we invite her?

Saito Harutori, in a girlish voice, shook her head and said,

"Because she's dumber and slower than Yueye, bringing her along would only be a hindrance and a real hassle."

She casually mentioned Amemori's shortcomings, but Yuka Isomoto didn't think Amemori was stupid or slow-witted. She was at the top of her class and had excellent trumpet playing skills.

Since it has nothing to do with studying or playing instruments, it means that Yu Shou is clumsy and slow to understand what he likes.

It's strange, but facing the Rain Guardian, Yuka Isomoto didn't feel ashamed at all; she even felt that her going would be a real hassle.

Maybe it's because I'm not familiar with her, and besides, she always gives off a cold and aloof impression.

If the moonlit night is a gentle, high-mountain flower, then the rain-kissed one is a flower blooming on a snowy mountain, only blossoming when it touches the wind of Kitahara-sensei.

As I was thinking about this, I saw Kitahara Hakuba walk by in the corridor.

He always attracted the attention of female students; any girl who brushed past him would subconsciously turn her head away.

"Hey! You???"

"Aren't you one too!"

"My neck just hurts!"

"Come on! Don't I know what kind of person you are? You lecherous woman!"

The two best friends, who had both turned to look at the handsome guy, started teasing each other in the hallway.

Kitahara Hakuba was already used to it; this kind of plot, which appeared in some novels and anime, was just an everyday occurrence for him.

Chapter 360, 359. If they find out, I'll just have to die (6 chapters combined) >>

For the first two years, everyone was immersed in the joy of going on the upcoming school trip. The teachers who went with the students were also very excited, finally they wouldn't have to stay in Hokkaido to ski.

After the inspection, no signs were found of any third-year students attempting suicide due to excessive pressure from not being able to play.

However, most of the girls in the third grade preferred to wear warm black stockings, which Kitahara Hakuba appreciated, adding that flesh-colored stockings were also nice.

It complements my skin tone very well.

But Kanzaki Eri was wearing white lace socks as always, and her bare legs peeking out from under her skirt still made him feel a little sorry for her.

When she looked up and met Kitahara Hakuma's gaze, a barely perceptible smile finally appeared on her expressionless face.

The boy who had been sitting by the window, joking around with his friends, suddenly blushed, pulled his companion down to bend over, and said:

"Wait! No?! Kanzaki-san just smiled at me!"

"real or fake?

"It really happened! She smiled at me! I swear! She was really looking at me!"

"How could that be? You must be seeing things."

"Why not? It must be because last time, when I let her rest while we were cleaning the classroom, she noticed my gentleness."

"I suspect she didn't think that much about it at all."

Kitahara Hakuba turned and walked toward the staff office, only to find physical education teacher Kurosaki Yuichi standing nervously by his desk.

Although they are six years apart in age, they get along very well.

Kurosaki Yuichi's personality is not much different from that of a male college student. Kitahara Hakuba also gradually realized that many men around thirty years old still think they are of college age.

Before he could speak, Kitahara Hyakuma interrupted:

"Kurosaki, what's wrong? Do you have to lead a class again? But I was called away by the ferry manager to go on a school trip, so I probably can't lead the class."

Upon seeing him enter, Kurosaki Yuichi acted as if he had seen a savior, immediately standing up and pulling Kitahara Hakuba, who had just entered, towards the door:

"Kitahara, come out and let's talk."

"What's wrong? Why are you so nervous? Did your subsidy decrease again?" Kitahara Hakuba joked. He was the only teacher in the entire school who could joke with Kurosaki Yuichi.

Because all the other teachers are older, and there isn't a single female teacher in her prime, he has absolutely no chance of having an affair in the office.

Kurosaki Yuichi adjusted his glasses, pulled him to a quiet corner of the corridor, and said:

"Did your subsidy increase again? Well, you helped the school win gold, so it's normal to get a bigger subsidy. I'm just an ordinary physical education teacher."

"No, the school didn't give me any extra subsidies, not a single bonus. Let's not talk about that. What's wrong? Is it something to do with work?"

Even in a black trench coat, Kurosaki Yuichi's thick arm muscles couldn't be hidden, creating a stark contrast with his bespectacled face.

"It's a work-related matter, but it can also be considered a personal matter."

7

"Why are you being so coy, like a girl?" Kitahara Hakuba raised his hand and patted his arm. "Just say what's on your mind."

Could it be that they're short of money? Kitahara Hakuba thought to himself. As long as it wasn't a bad habit like gambling, he could help them out.

It's not that we're short of money.

:

Kurosaki Yuichi sighed helplessly, took out a pink letter from his pocket, and said...

This is for you.

Kitahara Hakuba's facial muscles twitched, and he raised his hands in polite refusal, saying...