"Classmates from Kitauyuji, please come here to gather!"

The minister and the deputy minister stood before Kitau Uji's members as usual.

The two of them took the trophy and certificates they had just received to comfort the lost everyone, reviewed the years of hard work, and explained the next cadres of the Blowing Department...

Kumiko really didn't want to listen anymore. If she continued like this, she tried hard to hold back her tears and was about to shed.

She turned her head and looked at her classmates who had worked hard together until now: the third-grade senior sister was crying, and Lina, who had just cried loudly, had adjusted her emotions, and the lively Green Hui was dejected...

"...We've given our all, but the others are even better. Finally..."

I finally wanted to listen carefully for a while, but when the word "last" was spoken from the lips of the third-grade senior sister, Kumiko turned her face away again.

I always feel unspeakable.

Is this over? Can you never work hard with the seniors again? Can time go back to summer? I will definitely work hard.

No, you can't let the emotions spread like this anymore.

Kumiko took a deep breath, thereby suppressing the burning sensation that surged into her throat, and the world in her eyes was already a little blurred.

Blinking hard, squeezed away the tears that were in the way. Kumiko suddenly noticed that Watanabe Toru was standing quietly aside, looking as if she was waiting for her.

"... Please move to the bus. Teacher Taki will tell everyone the judges' evaluation in the car. After returning, you must practice targeted practice in the first and second grades."

After the third-grade senior sister finished her final minister's order, Kumiko walked up quickly: "Senior sister, I have a friend who immediately went back to the car."

"It's okay, go." The senior sister replied in a voice without any motivation.

Kumiko nodded and walked quickly towards Toru Watanabe, afraid that she would say another word to her senior sister and tears would fall.

"Do you have something to ask me for?"

"Wait for a moment." Toru Watanabe flipped the notebook in his hand page by page.

Kumiko looked at it, and there were still a few pages left, waiting patiently for him.

The audience passing by, and the students from other schools, all looked here with awesome eyes.

Kumiko took a step back a little.

Standing with Toru Watanabe, who could blow the oboe tone, she could always feel jealousy and ashamed.

She remembered the scene she saw in the concert hall just now, and the judges from various famous music universities rushed to let Watanabe Shiraki go to their school.

"Okay, sorry." Watanabe Toru closed his notebook and looked at the girl in front of him, "How do you feel?"

"I'm not willing." Kumiko complained and said angrily, "It sounds nice, what kind of people in the same category, you end up with a gold medal, and I'm a bronze medal."

"Hahaha."

"You're still laughing!"

"Sorry, sorry."

"What's wrong with me? You can't show off on purpose, right?"

Watanabe Tsubasa said in disbelief: "Is this kind of person in your eyes?"

"Isn't it?" Kumiko replied fiercely.

I don’t know why, but I pretended to be a good boy in front of everyone, but when facing Toru Watanabe, I couldn’t help but expose my temper.

"You have a deep misunderstanding about me. I am not a little man who likes to show off. I can't be arrogant in front of women and losers... What I want is the world bowing in front of me."

“… Can I hit you?”

"Yes." Watanabe Tsuki nodded, seeing that Kumiko really raised her hand, he said again, "But I will fight back."

Kumiko gave him a blank look and withdrew her hand to scare him: "What's the matter with you looking for me?"

"This is for you." Shiro Watanabe handed over the notebook.

This is Mai’s one-month sign-in reward yesterday and tomorrow, a note about the bass number.

He can't understand how much it is.

I originally planned to give it to Mai Toyo, but Kumiko unexpectedly made him like it - in the sense of a friend, so I decided to give it to her temporarily.

As for senior sister Mai, he had memorized the notes just now and could write a copy by himself.

Compared to the system, Senior Sister Mai should be happier.

Kumiko flipped two pages casually and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Is this?"

"Look for the senior sister who has the bass horn to ask for it." said Toru Watanabe, "Is it useful?"

"It's useful, so useful! Music theory, eye-singing and ear training, control requirements of lips and breath, and expression of emotions..." Kumiko raised her head excitedly, "Can this really give me? Will that senior sister be angry? This should be a treasure she cherishes very much!"

"Of course you'll be angry."

"Then let it go." Kumiko stroked the notebook reluctantly.

"But it doesn't matter if you are angry. I won't hide it from you. My senior sister is one of my girlfriends."

"......ah?"

Shiro Watanabe approached and said in his ear to Kumiko who was stunned: "In our school, there are musical departments, and I have two current girlfriends and one ex-girlfriend."

Kumiko took three steps back, held her notebook in her arms, and looked at him vigilantly.

Tsuku Watanabe tried hard to hold back his smile and said in a daze: "Notes are not for nothing. As a condition, you must also become one of my girlfriends."

"Don't even think about it!"

"Think clearly. After getting this note, you can play the bass solo next year, lead Kitau Uji to the national competition, and become a special person with your beloved Rena."

like.....

Kumiko quickly shook her head: "No, no, no, no! No matter what she said!"

She handed over the notebook: "I'll give it back to you!"

"What a pity, you could have become my first girlfriend in Kyoto." Shiro Watanabe reached out to catch the notebook, but without exerting force, he could not pull it out of the girl's hand.

Looking at Kumiko's reluctant expression, Watanabe Shiro said helplessly: "I really can't do anything to you. This is better. I will become your first boyfriend in Tokyo. In other words, you must be much more comfortable, right? Can you accept it?"

"No!"

Watanabe Toru finally couldn't control himself and laughed.

When he was laughing just now, Kumiko was still immersed in the loss of the game, but because she was shocked by Toru Watanabe's shamelessness and the power of the notebook, she temporarily threw the loss aside, so she was hit.

She looked at Shiro Watanabe foolishly until she remembered that Shiro Watanabe had several girlfriends, and then she suddenly came to her senses and shook her head vigorously.

"If it doesn't work, it doesn't work! There's nothing to talk about!"

"You said this so badly, I'm sincere."

"Strike people? You should reflect on yourself!"

"Hahaha, you actually took it seriously?"

"Eh?" Kumiko blinked, "You are lying to me again?"

"What you said before the game is true. I really think you and I are the same type of people, but I was really joking just now."

"Really or not?" Kumiko said suspiciously in disbelief.

"If I can, I still want to be a dedicated person as much as possible."

"Then this note?"

"Of course I give it to you. I want you to be my girlfriend many ways, so why use threatening methods?"

Kumiko happily hugged the notebook. After listening to the words of Toru Watanabe, she snorted: "Are you quite confident? But I don't think so, I only like Reina."

"That's how it is." Watanabe Takashi whispered softly, with a faint smile on his lips.

"...that's why I won't agree to you so easily!" Kumiko cooperated to joke.

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I'm leaving." Shiro Watanabe closed his smile, "In the future, you may not get satisfactory results like today, and you are so unwilling to die, but please remember to believe in yourself, you will definitely do whatever you want."

"I'm not you, I don't have that kind of talent." The answer was hoarse, which surprised Kumiko himself.

Watanabe Tsuku's words of comforting her touched her so much?

"I've said it." Shiro Watanabe reached out and patted the girl's shoulder in front of her, and couldn't help but feel weak, "You and I are the same type of people."

"I want to lie to me again." Kumiko ignored his hands and stared at the notes in her hand.

"Kamiko."

"What?" Kumiko replied softly.

"The happiest thing about me playing the oboe is that I met you as a friend. If I had gone to Kyoto, we would have had a good time together. Maybe Rena is not as good as me to you."

"No."

"That's right. If I went to Kyoto, I wouldn't have entered the blowing department at all." Shiro Watanabe raised his wrist and looked at the time on the dial, "I'm leaving, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Kumiko watched Watanabe Shiro turn around and leave, watching him disappear into the crowd.
To be continued...