"Shinohara-san, Shinohara-san."

“…… Be. ”

In my ears, Mr. Hirakawa's voice, on the glass, the reflection changed from a side face to a straight face.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing."

Pretending to naturally withdraw his gaze from the window, he put his hand on the edge of the window and reached back to his ear, and pulled the long hair around his ear.

Shiori Shinohara turned her face.

So, in front of me, the face of the male teacher, the concerned look in his eyes.

“……”

"What's wrong?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Shiori Shinohara, who seemed to be in a trance, "Motion sickness?" ”

"Nope."

The girl's voice was soft, and her tone didn't seem quite right.

"Really?"

"Nope."

"Hmm...... All right. ”

Although it doesn't seem right, but it may just be some inconvenient things for the girl to reveal, so don't ask too much, thinking so, Tetsufumi Hirakawa straightened up and stood up.

"It's okay, we're here."

Then, turning to face the other students in the carriage, he reminded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have arrived at our destination, please take your backpacks and musical instruments, get off the bus in an orderly manner, and don't worry."

When I came back to my senses, the roar of the bus engine had dissipated, and I was full of classmates standing around me, and the ethereal thoughts returned to my body, and the communication of my classmates was no longer far away, and I re-entered my ears.

Shiori Shinohara stood in the line, with the first May sun above her head, and at the front of the line, Hirakawa-sensei was reading out the precautions.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's ...... At 10:07, we will enter the hotel, and according to the assigned serial number, each student will find their room, put away their luggage and take a short rest. ”

"At 10:25, gather at the entrance of the hotel, pick up the musical instruments, and then I and Mr. Ogasa will lead everyone to the concert hall next to it and officially start training, is it okay?"

"Remember, we are staying together to better seize the time to practice, not to play, please be prepared."

"Yes." The girls quickly let out a pleasant response.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa continued.

"That's how it was arranged this morning, do you still have any questions?"

"If not, we'll ...... By the way, don't run around. Alright, let's go inside. ”

Ogasa-sensei followed and said, "Everyone, keep up." ”

The team moved, and a group of girls walked cheerfully, talking with their companions, looking at the facades of the hotel and the concert hall not far away.

"Senior, is this the place where we sleep?"

"Yes, this is a common place for our wind club, and we came here last year."

"Is that so? How does the seniors feel? ”

"It's good. And, next to it — you see, over there, is the park. ”

"That's nice."

Soon, in the midst of the unstoppable conversation, the wind club came to the lobby of the hotel, and after disbanding, they went upstairs to find their room.

The student's room is for four people, and of course there are several groups of students with three people in one room due to the number of students.

As for the teacher, it is a private room.

It didn't take long for Tetsufumi Hirakawa to find his room, in the corner of the second floor, next to Ogasa-sensei.

After putting away his luggage, he walked downstairs with Mr. Ogasa and waited for the students to assemble at the entrance of the hotel.

At half past ten, when the assembly and roll call were completed, they went to the concert hall next to the hotel.

Compared to the small concert hall at Moriya School, which does not have an audience stand, the concert hall here is naturally much larger, with hundreds of seats.

In addition, the Moriya Wind Club is not only a place where you will come here for a night, but also for free performances, so it is also a place to increase your wind playing experience.

It's the school that qualified for the national competition.

"Alright, everyone, be quiet."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat at the bottom of the stage, looking at the top, and Ogasa-sensei was calming the order.

"In order for everyone to get into the groove as soon as possible, can we have a full ensemble first? As for the track, it's the theme song of this time, the forest under the blue sky. ”

"Everyone, get ready, Mochizuki-san, let's get started."

It was evident that the students who had just arrived here were still a little quiet, but soon, as Ogasa-sensei shouted "Let's start", a clear and beautiful music gradually sounded in the empty concert hall, overpowering the whispers.

A girl sits in the first row of the bandroom, holding a black pipe-shaped, flute-like instrument.

Mochizuki-san, the principal band of the wind club, whose instrument is a clarinet, is also responsible for the pitch of the entire wind club.

As the girl blew, the other students also played their own musical instruments and tuned them.

When the tuning was over, Ogasa-sensei took out the baton out of nowhere and stood in front of the students.

"Ready—"

The fluttering voice that belonged to Ogasa-sensei sounded on the stage, and the members of the wind club, who were usually casual and talkative, quieted down and looked at Ogasa-sensei's hands.

The empty concert hall was silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Ogasa-sensei's baton was pressed down.

The low, melodious sound of the ensemble came slowly to the audience.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat in his seat, listening to the music of the wind club.

On the stage, like a stream flowing, clear and clean, the seedlings on the bank are moistened and begin to grow, upward, upward. Buds are drawn, branches grow, and the leaves become more and more luxuriant.

The spring is flowing and the trees are growing.

Under the blue sky, tall trees appeared and merged into a forest.

The green forest, pure, untouched, and the sound of silence lingers.

Then, until a certain moment, in the sound of the wind, the sound of running water, and the sound of nature, suddenly there was the cry of a bird.

The first is a little, faint, ethereal and nowhere to be found, coming from afar.

Then, getting closer and closer, it flew into the forest and landed in the very center of the forest, on the branches of the tree.

So, in my ears, all the sounds disappeared, and under the whole sky, in the whole forest, the sound was gone.

All that remained was the chirping of birds.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at the stage, and all the members stopped making a sound, but in the very center. The girl took the trumpet and played it to her heart's content.

The lark appeared.

A crisp and high-pitched chirp, resounding as much as it could rehears, echoed over and over again in the forest.

Repeatedly.

At some point, the sounds of nature resounded, the sound of the wind, the sound of running water, the sound of trees growing, and the chirping of fading birds.

Under the blue sky, the forest ensemble, the sound of the wind blowing far away, until it blows to a distant place, and then faintly dissipates.

The lark flew away, and the forest returned to silence.

Pure water, flowing through the roots of the forest, the leaves are more and more luxuriant, and the branches are thicker and thicker, waiting for the arrival of the next bird in the sky at some unknown time.

Qu Bi.