Looking through the open door of the Wind Club's activity room, there are already many people gathered in the spacious concert hall

It's already 13:50.

"Let's go."

casually said a word to Shiori Shinohara behind her, and Tetsufumi Hirakawa walked into the door of the concert hall first.

The small sound of rain immediately disappeared from the ears and was replaced by the sound of students communicating with each other.

However, this noise did not last long, and after seeing his figure, the students present gradually became quieter. And, unsurprisingly, Tetsufumi Hirakawa was quickly overwhelmed by the students' turned gazes.

“……”

The frequency of his presence in the wind section can be seen from the students' reactions. But if he appeared more often, these students would not look at him with a "yes, I almost forgot that there was an instructor in the wind club".

Also, Shiori Shinohara behind him also uses a kind of "Hirakawa-sensei-" eyes that imply criticism and dissatisfaction.

You can't go wrong with this feeling of being on your back.

This is Miss Shinohara's resentment—hmm...... Why is this sentence said as if this eldest lady has become some kind of ghost, so let's take it back.

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Just like that, he was at the door to receive the attention of the students, and after a moment, Tetsufumi Hirakawa had a polite smile on his face.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen."

The voice echoed, and then, the eyes of the students who realized that they had been watching for too long dissipated like a low tide, and Tetsufumi Hirakawa also sighed slightly and turned around and walked over to Ogasa Suzukiko's position on the side.

In the future, you may really need to come to the wind club more often, otherwise the students in the wind club will always look at their instructor as if they were strangers, which is obviously not normal.

While definitely not making up his mind for the first time, Tetsufumi Hirakawa came to Ogasa Suzukiko's side.

Petite Ogasa-sensei, who doesn't wear glasses, is now holding her signature gold-rimmed glasses in her hand, wiping the water-stained lenses from the rain with a glasses cloth.

But obviously, it should have been interrupted halfway by Tetsufumi Hirakawa, who suddenly came in, so on one of the lenses of the glasses in her hand, a few conspicuous droplets of water could still be seen at this moment.

It's just that......

Ogasa-sensei does have the potential to be a natural fool, and when he saw him approaching, he squinted in a daze and put his huge gold-rimmed glasses on his palm-sized face.

"Mr. Hirakawa, why are you here today?" When I put on my glasses, my eyes widened in the face of the clear world, and a welcome smile appeared on my face.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa stared at Ogasa Suzukiko's left lens, which was clearly undried rain.

"Ogasa-sensei, as the instructor of the wind club, it's normal for me to come."

"Huh?"

However, after saying this, Ogasa Suzukiko had a serious thinking look, and her eyes behind the lenses reflected the brilliance of doubt, and then reacted and nodded slightly.

"I almost forgot, Mr. Hirakawa is the instructor."

“……”

After a moment of silence, Tetsufumi Hirakawa looked at Ogasa Suzukiko's eyes that were not pretentious at all......

Well.

If Shiori Shinohara were to say it, this kind of talk would definitely be sarcastic to him. But Ogasa-sensei is just natural.

Tetsufumi Hirakawa smiled helplessly, skipped the topic, and refocused his gaze on Ogasa Suzukiko's left lens, reminding, "Ogasa-sensei, glasses." ”

"Glasses?"

"Didn't wipe it clean."

“……”

Suzuko Ogasa reacted in a daze for a few seconds, then exclaimed, took off her glasses, and wiped the lenses that were still stained with water droplets with the glasses cloth she still held in her hand.

"No wonder it's weird."

After putting her glasses back on, Ogasa Suzukiko embarrassedly lifted the frame.

“……”

In fact, the water droplets on the lenses are still obvious, although Tetsufumi Hirakawa is not short-sighted, but it can be imagined that it is normal to find it at the first time when wearing such lenses.

I can only say that it is worthy of being a little natural Ogasa teacher.

Next, the short pleasantries ended.

For the rest of the day, Tetsufumi Hirakawa sat in a corner of the concert hall as an instructor, quietly watching the exercises of the wind club and listening attentively.

Whether it is the familiar piece "Forest Under the Blue Sky" or another song - two pieces of music need to be played in the wind competition, one is a topic song drawn up by the question team, Moriya chose one of the songs "Forest under the Blue Sky", the other is a free song of his choice, and Moriya chose "March of the Blue Sky and White Clouds".

A song that is quite enthusiastic when you hear the name.

And so it is.

In the middle of the sudden heavy rain, the notes of the wind club practice, surrounding the concert hall, easily obscured the sound of the rain in the ears.

In a trance, in this square inch of land, the weather was rewritten, and the gloomy sky was replaced by a clear sky.

It wasn't until the end of the performance that the quiet concert hall could hear a little rain outside through the soundproofed walls, reminiscent of a dreary rainy day.

And the sound of such exercises, accompanied by the sound of Ogasa Suzukiko's guidance, rang from two o'clock in the afternoon all the way to seven o'clock in the evening.

At the end of the play, the bright lights of the concert hall filled the room, and the soft and glutinous voice of Ogasa Suzuki sounded in my ears.

"That's the end of today's exercise, everyone, see you tomorrow."

When I opened the door to the concert hall, the rain was still falling, but it had become smaller again, and the sound of the rain had turned into a small rustle again.

Through the lights in the hallway, looking at the rain that was occasionally illuminated by lights in the dark night outside, Shiori Shinohara didn't know why she was already standing beside her.

"Shinohara-san."

Tetsufumi Hirakawa turned around and looked.

"Yes, Hirakawa-sensei."

After an afternoon of hard practice, even Shiori Shinohara, a dignified lady, had a little tiredness on her delicate face under the light. The lips of the trumpet kept blowing, and the blood color was slightly darker.

The Wind Club is indeed a very hard club.

"Are you alright?"

"No problem."

"It's really hard to practice."

"This is the daily life of the wind club now, Mr. Hirakawa."

"Hmm."

The two of them slowly talked, walked forward, walked through the hallway, and entered the stairs.

"Hirakawa-sensei." Shiori Shinohara, spoke again.

"What's wrong?"

"You shouldn't be lazy in today's practice, right?"

“…… What is this question, you should ask, 'Today's practice, should you watch it carefully', or something like that, instead of directly asking if you are lazy. ”

Hirakawa Tetsufumi stopped a little and pointed out the statement of the girl next to him.

"It's all the same."

"It's different, this kind of questioning seems to link me to laziness."

Shiori Shinohara stroked her long hair: "Whether there is a hook or not, Mr. Hirakawa should know it himself." ”

"Absolutely not." Tetsufumi Hirakawa does not admit such a thing.

"Hmm-" echoed casually.

“……”

There was silence for a moment, and after that, Tetsufumi Hirakawa sighed a little weakly.

"Shinohara-san, I say this kind of thing with the most respect, but I don't really respect it at all."

Shiori Shinohara's tired face suddenly appeared with a light smile, she pursed the corners of her lips, and replied, "Hirakawa-sensei, in this regard, we should respect the facts more. ”

“……”

"So Mr. Hirakawa, are you lazy in today's practice?"

“…… Nope. ”

"About the Wind Band—"

"Is Shinohara-san an an examiner?"

"Shiori is supervising Mr. Hirakawa."

“…… Okay, okay. Tetsufumi Hirakawa was indeed a little helpless.

Miss Shinohara-sama is quite serious.

"However, when it comes to the question of the wind club, for now, it's a bit too early to make a conclusion after just watching it once, so let's take a look."

"Okay."

Shiori Shinohara nodded slightly.

The voice stopped sounding, and he walked down the stairs with slow steps, all the way into the night, until a long time later, at the school gate.