Toru Watanabe took the reed into his mouth and tried to blow a short sentence.

The strange oboe quickly turned into his appearance.

"I'm fine." Take the reed out of his mouth, he said.

The people of the North Uji Wind Orchestra looked at him with glowing eyes one by one, except for the armor tsuka Kasumi who was sitting next to him. She was staring blankly at one place at the moment, with a thoughtful look.

"Please blow a little more!" Kumiko pleaded in a resolute tone.

The simple scale alone is beautiful, and the powerful people play it really well.

"Aren't you going to play in an ensemble?" Toru Watanabe said.

"It's okay!" A short girl shouted with her hands clenched into fists and on her toes.

Toru Watanabe was taken aback by her enthusiasm and thought for a moment, "Okay, it should be too late to blow a short section." ”

A few pieces for basic practice slowly spread out from the oboe, and the heart-trembling, goosebump-raising timbre pierced the entire music room.

Kumiko listened silently, her heart fluttering.

The performance ended quickly, and the crowd in the wind band was not only admired, but even dumbfounded.

It's the same song, but I don't know why, every note released by Toru Watanabe is more gorgeous than anyone else, and it's impossible to resist.

Kumiko thinks that's what makes music interesting, but at the same time she's scared of the fact that she needs to muster up the courage to look at the huge gap between herself and others.

"That's right!" Kumiko suddenly thought of a good idea, "When playing in an ensemble, why don't you connect to the school radio?" Let the whole school listen together! ”

"Yes!"

"And it's a lunch break!"

"But I'm nervous...... Yes! No, no, no! The brain has started to mess up! Music! Music! Where's the score?! ”

The reaction was mixed, but almost all supported the proposal.

After Minister Yuko nodded affirmatively, Kumiko looked at Rin Kiyono and Toru Watanabe, hoping to get their consent.

"No problem, when there is an audience, it is the real level of performance." Rin Kiyono nodded in agreement.

"What about Watanabe? It must be no problem, right? Kumiko asked in a fierce tone of 'no problems allowed'.

"Are you sure you want to?" Toru Watanabe wondered, "Originally, after seeing me, everyone in Kita-Uji would like me 100 percent, and after listening to my performance, it will become 1,000 percent." ”

"What's that weird percentage of you? Say yes or no! Rina said angrily.

"I advise you to speak politely, I'm your only fan, be careful that I take off my fans."

"You ......" Rina had never seen such a scoundrel boy, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Toru Watanabe," Rin Kiyono rubbed his temples with a faint ache, "don't waste my time. ”

"Okay, I'm fine, let's get started." Toru Watanabe's voice was crisp and sharp.

When everyone was ready and tuned up, the new deputy minister, a girl named Natsuki Nakagawa, connected the music classroom to the school radio.

"Hey, hey, excuse me, this is the Wind Club. Today, the headquarters invited conductors and oboeists who have won the national gold medal to exchange ......"

While the deputy minister was communicating with the teachers and students of the school through the microphone, Toru Watanabe and Kumiko were also communicating in a whisper.

"Notes for you, how are you practicing?"

"Absolutely will blow your mind!" Kumiko replied with high morale, "That senior sister of yours is really amazing! ”

“...... It's pretty powerful. Toru Watanabe said perfunctorily, "Don't let me down, I'll always pay attention to the timbre of the upper bass." ”

"That's it!" Kumiko solemnly refused, "Please concentrate on playing your own part!" ”

At the moment, she only has 'Never Lose to Other People's Efforts' to show off, and as for the level of performance, please wait until next year!

It's definitely going to surprise this guy Watanabe! Obediently call her 'Sister Kumiko'!

“...... Above. Please listen to the noon ensemble of the Wind Ensemble! The exchange between the deputy ministers ended, and the two also ended the dialogue.

Rin Kiyono looked around at everyone and slowly raised his baton.

"Whew-"

The sound of neat and even inhalation was transmitted through the radio to every corridor and room in Kita-Uji.

In the office, the teacher puts down his official duties; In the classroom, students stopped chatting, and even the boys playing basketball on the playground stopped shooting.

Silence dominates Kita-Uji at this time.

In the next moment, the main theme of the trumpet rose from the ground.

******

In the third-grade classroom, Asuka Tanaka eats a sandwich and listens to an ensemble on the radio.

The notes were neatly drawn without a trace of impurities, and it seemed that even after she stepped back, they didn't waste time.

"That's amazing, Asuka!" The good girls in the class praised.

"Hmph, after all, it's my junior who was trained!" Asuka Tanaka snorted triumphantly of milk.

"At such a level, didn't you get the national gold?"

Asuka Tanaka put down the milk and said with a wry smile: "The national competition is full of monsters, especially ......"

The classroom, which had been gradually returning to noisy, suddenly became quiet.

The melodious sound of a gospel singer is like a sigh of God, and the sun resonates with it and becomes more sacred.

"What is this?" The female classmate was surprised and asked, "A piece of music made up by the computer?" ”

Asuka Tanaka shrugged her shoulders and said lightly, "This is the oboe level of the national gold." ”

"Liar? How can it sound so good? ”

"Hahaha, it's a lie, if everyone is ......"

"Look outside!" A boy by the window shouted.

Everyone subconsciously looked out the window, their eyes widened, their mouths opened, and their faces were full of incredulity.

......

Another classroom in the third grade.

The mechanical pencil in Aoi's hand stopped at some point.

She looked out the window, the biggest broadcast in Kita Uji.

Countless white doves are flying, and the white feathers reflect the sunlight and make people unable to open their eyes.

******

When the ensemble ended, Kumiko's cheeks were stained with a faint flush.

She thinks that she has just shown all the efforts of this time.

But that's not enough, the content of that notebook will only be a little bit by myself.

I want to keep making progress like this, keep learning, and keep playing happily with everyone!

Just as she was immersed in it, Toru Watanabe's low voice came from her ears: "Go and turn off the radio." ”

"Huh?" She didn't react.

"Go."

"Oooh!"

Just as Kumiko subconsciously walked over quickly, Rin Kiyono's cold and pleasant voice sounded.

"Before you can point out, you must be aware of your own shortcomings."

"The fingering can keep up with the rhythm, the breath is too late, and the speed becomes chaotic as soon as it is fast, I really doubt how you became the representative of Kansai."

"Trombone voice, do you understand the difference between 'full' and 'too miscellaneous'? If you don't understand, it is recommended to ask a Chinese teacher for advice. ”

"French ...... Sitting in that position should be secondary, right? You ......"

Looking at the button that turned off, Kumiko let out a sigh of relief.

The face of the blowing department was saved...... Probably.

"And the upper bass horn."

"In!" Kumiko immediately stood in place.

"Instead of taking into account the diversity of performances, it is better to have Kumiko play alone, and for you, such an arrangement will make it more likely to enter the national competition next year."

Although she was very happy to be praised, Kumiko immediately looked at Deputy Minister Natsuki Nakagawa with apologetic eyes, the other party is one of the only two remaining upper bass horns after retiring from the third grade.

Natsuki Nakagawa smiled at Kumiko and shook her head okay.

Behind the upper bass horn on her knees, she clutched the hem of her school uniform.

Not a little angry, but all unwilling.

Unlike Kumiko, who joined the wind club since she was a child and played the tuba, she joined the wind club in her first year of high school, and then came into contact with the instrument of the upper tuba.

Last year, she was eliminated from Group B during the selection.

You have to work hard, and next year, you have to join Group A!

"Uh-huh!" Kiyokoshi's throat clearing interrupted Natsuki Nakagawa's thinking and Rin Kiyono's instructions.

"For the entire wind club, a lunch break is too little of sense." Toru Watanabe stood up, "I can train Kaizuka-seni individually, how about everyone take a look?" ”

'Train the senior sister individually', what a self-confidence to be able to say such a thing.

Kumiko's original level was better than that of Nakagawa Natsuki, and she improved by leaps and bounds after the national competition, but she didn't dare to say such things, and even when the other party took the initiative to ask for advice, she would be nervous.

"Hmm." Tsukasa himself nodded indifferently.

Everyone came back from the depression of being trained and looked at Toru Watanabe curiously.

Can't be, to a girl as cute as Kaizuka - and it's a senior sister, he also takes the cruel guidance of Rin Kiyono, right?

"I've heard Kita Uji's performance, and the oboe of Kaizuka-san, it's really good." Toru Watanabe said, "But what should I say...... You don't understand the contrast yet. ”

“...... Well? The armor mound tilted her head a little inexplicably, and her short black hair revealed her fair and small ears.

Not to mention her, the others couldn't understand what Toru Watanabe was talking about at all.

Is it a joke?

On the podium, Rin Kiyono folded his arms and looked at Toru Watanabe.

This man talks nonsense all day long, talks about something, and pretends to be childish, but if you look down on him and believe him because of this, you will be played around.

He is good at influencing a person tactfully through joking means to make others obey him.

Even the outstanding as himself, as well as the annoying Miki Kujo, is occasionally at his mercy.

"Sister Kaizuka, your solo is very stable in pitch, and you are as calm as yourself."

"Hmm." In the face of praise, Kaizuka still had no expression.

"Calm girls are very attractive, quite attractive, I really like calm girls, such as R San, even if she has a terrible personality, I still ....... her

"Toru Watanabe-san." Rin Kiyono's voice came.

"Straight to the point. Akizuka-san, your oboe is played for that Nozomi Umbrella Kimi, right? ”

"Nozomi is special, the most important friend, and I only play for Nozomi." Tsukasa uttered the longest sentence of the day.

"Kaze." On the side, the flute girl, who was full of liveliness and vitality, responded.

Kazuka looked at each other shyly and gently, and the flute girl grinned at her.

"The friendship between the girls is amazing!" Toru Watanabe wiped the corners of his eyes with emotion, "Now, I'm going to tell you the secret of my 'No. 1 Women's Popularity in Tokyo', so that this Umaki-senpai loves you so much that she can't help herself, and she only thinks about you alone for the rest of her life." ”

"Huh?" Nozomi Umbrella was taken aback.

"Hmm!" Kazuka's determined eyes looked directly at Toru Watanabe.

"Kasig?" Nozomi Umbrella turned her head and looked at her good friend in disbelief.

Toru Watanabe ignored Nozomi Umaki's reaction and put on a 'No. 1 women's favorite spot in Tokyo'.

"A girl who is usually calm and dignified, if she can show her enthusiastic and unrestrained, crazy and confused side at a critical moment, will make the other party excited and fascinated."

"What?" There was no trace of emotion in his tone, and there were endless doubts in his big eyes.

This is a pure child.

"Watanabe!" Kumiko shouted red.

"Perverted." Rina also turned her head away with a ruddy face.

Okay, yellow card.

The people in front of and behind also laughed and exchanged heads with each other.

All yellow cards.

"I mean, Shoji Armorzuka, when you play the oboe, you can try to be a little more emotional and eager. Didn't you play for Umbrella Tree? Then let her see your greedy, exclusive love, and be so passionate that it melts her! ”

"Isn't it good to play the score perfectly?" Tsukasa wondered.

"No, no, no, playing according to the score, you can never show all the details." Toru Watanabe shook his right index finger, "The oboe is an instrument with many expressions, what are you thinking when you play it?" Is there something you'd like to convey? ”

"What is conveyed?" Tsukasa asked, tilting his head sideways.

"It's love, it's love!" Toru Watanabe stood up, "We oboeists are believers in love!" To be given love in life, to feel love, is to express it with an oboe! These loves are the ammunition of our oboe! ”

“…… I will do my best. "Compared to Toru Watanabe's enthusiasm, Kazuka is as calm as a penguin watching the sky in Antarctica.

Toru Watanabe plucked the reed, wiped it clean, put it back on, and stuffed the oboe to Katsuka.

"Blow it to me." He said.

Tsukasa's slender fingers moved lightly over the keys, and a clean tone sounded.

The crowd was immersed in the sound.

Kumiko admires Sister Kaizuka very much, the other party is really powerful.

"No, it's boring." Toru Watanabe interrupted mercilessly, "The sheet music is not such a delicate thing, you have to smash it hard, and then come back." ”

The armor mound blew again.

"No, no, I didn't hear 'DuangDuangDuang', I didn't smash it hard enough, come again."

The armor tsuka blew a section again.

"No, no, no, no." Toru Watanabe shook his head, "You usually show a calm side when you are with Senpai Umbrella, so when you play the oboe, you must make her feel your wet love - only such a contrast can capture a man's heart!" ”

"Men?" Nozomi Umbrella looked puzzled.

"Wet...... The man's heart ......" Kumiko repeated these words in a low voice as if she had given up everything.

"I'm sorry." Armor Tsuka lowered his head.

"Don't apologize, you've worked hard, so let's do it......" Toru Watanabe looked at Nozomi Umbrella, "Agamuki-sensima, can I ask you to cooperate?" ”

"Me? Ah, no problem. ”

Toru Watanabe took a chair and asked Nozomi Umbrella to sit across from Kasumi Tsukasa.

"Sister Kaizuka, you look at the face of Senior Sister Umbrella and blow it again."

"Hmm." Kazuka stared at Nozomi Umbrella and played slowly.

Toru Watanabe listened to for a while, shook his head and said, "No, it's not enough." ”

He walked behind Kaizuka and said in her ear, "Sister Kaizuka, do you see it?" Senpai Umbrella is there, do you want to pounce on it with open hands? ”

"The breath of your neck, the sweat stains under your armpits, and your smooth lower abdomen, don't you want to smell it?"

"Eh——???" Nozomi Umbrella held herself in both hands, looking scared.

As Toru Watanabe described, Kazuka Kasumi looked at Nozomi Umbrella's neck, armpits, and lower abdomen, and her breath became a little cloudy and heavy.

But her voice is still accurate.

Toru Watanabe had already discovered that Katsuka Kazuka was absolutely diligent in his usual practice, and the score had already become instinctive.

"Yes, it's just to blow on her with such a damp breath." Toru Watanabe said slowly, "Look at her breasts again, small, but so straight, and there are fair and tender legs under the pleated skirt, don't you have to touch it with your hands?"

As the gaze of the armor tsuka gradually took on the meaning of licking, Nozomi Umbrella Mu blocked her chest with one hand, and then pulled the skirt down, and her body turned slightly sideways.

"She's shy, but she's so cute, isn't she? Do you want to bully such a Nozomi? Do you want to take her into your arms? ”

The timbre of the armor tsuka suddenly became viscous.

"That's right! That's it! Naked heart, naked heart, naked love! ”

In Toru Watanabe's voice, Kasumi's performance is full of enthusiasm and is no longer as cold as ice.

Fingers glide softly over the keys, sometimes cheerful, sometimes melancholy, sometimes sweet, sometimes sad.

The timbre seems to become colorful, dazzling, and every melodious melody is full of emotion.

In an instant, Kumiko seemed to see that the music room was filled with pink bubbles.

It's incredible!

"Perfect." Toru Watanabe clasped his hands.

In Kumiko's sight, Katsuka, who stopped playing, smiled happily and seemed to have mastered something.

"Sister Kaizuka, you have to remember that you are not playing to restore the score, you have to make Sister Nozomi shy, moved, sad, and even embarrassed, you have to put her as you