After lunch, I took another break, and by two o'clock in the afternoon, the wind club had resumed practicing.

However, unlike the ensemble in the morning, the afternoon practice is to practice by the voices, so that the voices can not interfere with each other, and better understand the problems of their own voices when playing.

Of course, during this period, Ogasa-sensei will also give individual guidance to each voice part one by one.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, let's end the guidance of the clarinet voice. Everyone, go outside the concert hall and practice on your own. ”

"Yes—"

"By the way, let the trumpet students come in."

"Okay."

The clarinet students should harmonize, then pack up their scores and instruments, and begin to leave.

"I'll call it."

Suddenly, a male voice rang out in the audience.

"Huh?"

Suzuko Ogasa on stage turned to look over when she heard the voice, and then, seeing it, Tetsufumi Hirakawa got up from the audience seat and stretched lazily.

"So, Mr. Hirakawa is here?"

Ogasa Suzukiko said in surprise.

“……”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who was stretching his waist, stopped.

Then he lowered his hand and smiled wryly.

"Ogasa-sensei......"

"Ah...... I'm sorry, Mr. Hiragawa. ”

"No, forget it, it's nothing."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa said helplessly.

This kind of professional guidance, he really has no sense of existence. As Kuda-sensei said, "It's just a different place and nothing to do." ”

Even idleness to the point of sleepiness.

"Trumpet students, I'll go and inform them." Tetsufumi Hirakawa said.

"This, that's troublesome Mr. Hiragawa."

"It's not a bother, it's nothing anyway."

Running errands is already the only thing Tetsufumi Hirakawa can do at the moment.

Walking outside the concert hall, the warm light lifted the sleepy spirit, and Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked left and right in the open space at the entrance of the concert hall, and there was a faint sound of various timbres blowing in his ears.

Thanks to Shiori Shinohara's impressive solo, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was barely able to distinguish the timbre of the trumpet.

So, after listening carefully and discerning, Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked in one direction, and under the shade of the trees there, several female students from Moriya were sitting on benches.

When I walked over and got closer, I looked at the instrument in their hands, and it was indeed a classmate with a trumpet voice, but I didn't see Shiori Shinohara.

"Hello Mr. Hirakawa."

Seeing him coming, several students stopped playing, stood up, and greeted him.

"Well, hello."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa nodded.

"It's a trumpet part, right?"

"Yes."

"It's the trumpet voice's turn to be instructed."

"Yes."

"But, what about Shinohara-san, why aren't you here?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa asked, after making sure that the girl was indeed not there.

“……”

There was silence for a moment, and one of the girls, presumably the head of the trumpet voice, answered his question.

"Shinohara-san is...... Solo, so practice in solitary. ”

"Well, do you know where she is?"

"I don't know."

Several of the schoolgirls shook their heads together.

"Okay, then you guys go first." Tetsufumi Hirakawa said.

"Yes. Goodbye Mr. Hirakawa. ”

The students bowed, picked up their instruments and sheet music, and trotted away.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa glanced at their backs, then looked left and right.

Anyway, it won't go too far, it should be nearby.

After listening carefully, after the students in the trumpet part left, there was indeed a sound belonging to the trumpet in their ears, which must have been Shiori Shinohara.

Feeling the general direction, Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked over.

In my ears, the familiar sound grew louder and louder. Near the concert hall, walking around the corner of the façade, Shiori Shinohara sat in a single chair facing him in the side of a lawn.

With your legs together and your back straight, you sit in a straight position. With sheet music on his thighs and a golden trumpet in his hands.

Sharp and transparent tones continue to flow from the brass.

"Shinohara-san." Tetsufumi Hirakawa shouted at a loud voice.

The blowing came to an abrupt end.

He saw Shiori Shinohara take the mouthpiece of the trumpet, and turned it around, her delicate face flushed from the effort, and a few strands of hair stained with sweat stuck to it.

"Hirakawa-sensei."

The girl picked up the sheet music on her lap, stood up, and bowed.

When he got up, he asked, "Is it time?" ”

"Well, it's time for the trumpet part."

"Yes."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa and Shiori Shinohara walked together in the direction of the concert hall.

"Shinohara-san."

Halfway through, Tetsufumi Hirakawa suddenly spoke.

Shiori Shinohara looked to her side.

"Mr. Hirakawa, what's wrong?"

"Well, how do you say that?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa didn't look at the girl, but looked at the road ahead, and in the distance, the girl in Moriya's uniform didn't know what voice it was.

Shiori Shinohara put the trumpet in her other hand and held it with the score. Then, with your free hand, remove the strands of hair that are attached to your face.

"Mr. Hirakawa, if you have something to say, please say it directly."

“……”

There was a pause.

"Okay, then I'll just ask—" Tetsufumi Hirakawa began, "Shinohara-san, how is your relationship with the other students in the trumpet voice?" ”

“……”

There was only the sound of footsteps, and the sound of blowing from all directions.

A moment later, Shiori Shinohara asked him rhetorically.

"Mr. Hirakawa, why did you suddenly ask that?"

Tetsufumi Hirakawa thought for a moment and replied, "Hmm...... Teacher's sensitivity to interpersonal relationships. ”

"You guessed it right." Shiori Shinohara said indifferently.

"That's not good."

"Anything."

"This internal relationship is incompatible—"

"It shouldn't be that serious."

"To what extent?"

"Hmm......" Shiori Shinohara wiped the sweat drops from her face, thought for a moment, and said, "There is no contradiction, but I won't take the initiative to communicate - no communication unless necessary, it should be to the extent that it should be." ”

"No wonder they don't even know where you are."

"Is this because of this?" Shiori Shinohara looked thoughtful, "Mr. Hirakawa is really keen. ”

"I'm a teacher." Tetsufumi Hirakawa said, and then speculated, "Is it because of the solo spot?" ”

"Hmm." Shiori Shinohara nodded and affirmed, "Generally speaking, the solo should be performed by a third-year student. ”

“……”

The situation of seniority is serious in the entire Confucian cultural circle.

"Have you ever thought about détental?" Tetsufumi Hirakawa asked, looking at the door of the concert hall in front of him.

"Great people are targeted wherever they are."

Shiori Shinohara casually flicked her long hair and walked into the concert hall very freely.

“……”

Tetsufumi Hirakawa had nothing to say.