Chapter 179: Qiansui's Night Attack (Part )
It was Wednesday, August 24th, late at night, the day before the county wind music competition.

Fujii Itsuki has just disbanded the members of the wind band.

The competition is going to start tomorrow, and it is essential to cheer these kids up and do some pre-battle mobilization in advance.

I have been teaching the wind orchestra for such a long time.

Fujii Itsuki still knows everyone's level.

Sort by technology and strength.

Matsumae Shinharu and Jujubezawa are considered to be in the first tier.

Next are the department heads Aoyama Shoko, Chitose, Rinka and others.

There are also some old members in the third grade.

Oh, there is also a newcomer Jiuhuayue.

Yue's talent is truly terrifying. She has only been playing trumpet for less than a year, but she can actually beat some girls who have seven or eight years of experience.

This is also related to the basic music theory she learned in the past.

In the second echelon, Chitose is actually better than Bubu thanks to her hard work and study, and is considered the best among the TOP2, followed by Rinka.

Fujii Itsuki arranged Chitose as the trumpet soloist and had no problem at all.

Nowadays, the entire Jubei Wind Band Club basically relies on these few people.

Perhaps many people will be confused about this sentence.

The wind orchestra has a total of forty or fifty people, why is it supported by only a few people?

But in fact, in a band, because there are too many people, opinions are easily dispersed. If a team does not have a few most important members, then most of them will be a mess.

Some important members play a leading role in the team.
Of course, the actual situation is definitely more complicated, but there is no doubt that these first and second echelon members are the most important part of the Jubei Wind Band.

If they were gone, the community might fall apart.

Fujii Itsuki stood on the balcony of the hotel room, feeling the warm summer breeze brought by the night.

After thinking about the band's problem, he propped up his face and looked at the night view of Sapporo for a while.

Sapporo is the largest city in Hokkaido and is bustling with lights and nightlife at night.

I thought this was pretty much the same as Tokyo, and prepared to go back to sleep.

咚咚
At this time, the door rang.

Fujii Itsuki wondered if Muzi had come over in the middle of the night to discuss tomorrow's game? He went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, I found that it was Xinchun.
The girl was so graceful just standing in front of me, and she had the temperament of a young lady.

"Teacher Fujii, can I come in first?"

"Xinchun you——"

Fujii Itsuki wanted to refuse, but after seeing the pair of chubby legs under Matsumae Shinharu's sailor uniform pleated skirt and the small teardrop mole under her right eye, he went to the corridor to take a look.

After confirming that there was no one there, Xinchun relaxed and entered the room.

The hotel booked by Jubei is quite good, especially the one specially provided for teachers.

When Matsumae Shinchun came in, the bright light in the room was reflected on the beautiful back of the girl. When Fujii Itsuki closed the door, he saw her slender back.
Click.

Fujii Itsuki locked the door.

Even he only realized later that he had locked the door.

"Xinchun, you come here so late."

Matsumae Shinchun's face was slightly pink at this time, and her hands were folded on the edge of her skirt:

"It's a bit embarrassing to say this, but this time the accommodation is not like the previous school trip, where the room is equipped for one person, and Master Baihua is not around, so Xinchun is not used to sleeping in it at night."

"Is the illness coming back?"

"not at all."

"Then why did Xinchun come to the teacher's place? Wouldn't it be better to go find Chitose and the others?"

".Are you asking this question even though you already know the answer?"

The girl noticed Fujii Itsuki's gaze and turned her face slightly, as if to encourage herself.

This puffy little face looks so cute.

The slim and graceful legs under the skirt cannot be ignored.
This big night.
Fujii Itsuki clearly felt that his heartbeat quickened a little, and he became a little nervous.

what is this?
Are you expecting something to happen with this kid in this hotel?

I want to condemn myself in my heart.

But when I think carefully about the relationship between me and Xinchun.
Oh, forget it, just follow your heart.

Matsumae Shinchun looked around the room and seemed to notice the computer on the table. She immediately walked over, bent down, and looked at the contents on top:

"It's so late, Mr. Fujii, are you still writing the club schedule?"

Because she bent down, the two white legs under the girl's pleated skirt became more conspicuous in front.

"I plan to finish writing before going to bed."

“That was really hard work.”

“It’s actually been fine recently.”

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Inexplicable silence.

Standing with the girl felt both ambiguous and awkward.

"Since Mr. Fujii Itsuki hasn't finished writing his schedule yet, Xinchun. Xinchun came here to chat with the teacher, so Xinchun will stay with the teacher and finish writing it. How about that?"

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"teacher?".

"sure"

Matsumae Shinchun quickly pulled a stool over and Fujii Itsuki sat down at the table again.

The girl sat down beside him; her hair had a faint scent of cedar.

Although Xinchun didn't do anything beside him, Fujii Itsuki always felt that he couldn't continue writing.

why?
Because she is cute, beautiful and attractive?
When two people were in the same room, you couldn't help but want to take action?

But why, it didn't move?

At this point, what are you still resisting in your heart?
Fujii Itsuki thought for a long time and felt that it was because of the school uniform that Xinchun was wearing.

Because of her school uniform, I can't bring myself to do it.
"Teacher, are you feeling unwell?"

Fujii Itsuki noticed that Matsumae Shinharu's face was pink and her eyes were shy and evasive, obviously like a little girl.

At this time, she was thinking about why she was not as proactive as before?
She was obviously prepared.

How to do?
Should I tell Xinchun directly that it was because of the clothes she was wearing?

How can I say this?

You can't ask her to take off her clothes, skirt or anything like that.

Fujii Itsuki felt that he needed to calm down, so he used "suddenly remembering the professor's day" as an excuse to start chatting with the child Xinchun.

Xinchun cares a lot about her mother, so when she starts talking about her mother, she naturally gets into the mood.

When she heard some of the professor's little details, she would cover her mouth and smile.

Whispering "Mom is indeed so thoughtful."

It is said that professors have a lot of classes on a daily basis and are very tired, having to get up early and stay up late every day to prepare for the classes.

Matsumae Shinharu would frown and sigh, "Is Mr. Fujii the same?"

Chatting with Xinchun was very relaxing, and the atmosphere was getting better and better.

Fujii Itsuki chatted with her about the details of the professor, and felt a little sad as they talked.

Because the professor was always silent at night and had no family to accompany him, he thought of himself in Tokyo.

At that time, I was alone in Tokyo. I was always silent at night and didn’t want to say anything. I just liked to take a walk alone and occasionally stare at the bridge in a daze.

My favorite is rainy days.

This is probably the loneliness that comes from being alone for too long.

Before Fujii Itsuki could finish his words, Matsumae Shinchun looked at him with trembling eyes, and then naturally and gently fell into his arms.

Although, let's say.
I can totally understand Xinchun's desire to take care of her inner thoughts, but at this time, Matsumae Xinchun looked...
Why can't I help but laugh? It feels like I'm being comforted by a child.

"It seems that Mr. Fujii and my mother are the same person."

".Xinchun."

"Yes, I am. Mr. Fujii, Xinchun will stay with you now."

".Teacher is not that fragile. I am just telling you about the professor."

Matsumae Shinchun stared at Fujii Itsuki for a long time.

Fujii Itsuki felt a little embarrassed by the girl's moving gaze. She was as beautiful as a gem.

"Teacher Fujii, do adults not like to talk about their troubles to others?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

Matsumae Xinchun felt sad again in Fujii Itsuki's arms. Fujii Itsuki quickly hugged her and held her slender and soft waist.

"My mother is like this, my father is like this, my aunt is like this, and you, teacher, are like this too."

What Xinchun said is absolutely correct.

The reason why Xinchun said this was probably because her family members never told her about their concerns or discussed them with her.

This resulted in a hazy wall between her and her family.

She felt isolated and therefore sad.

However, from this point of view, Fujii Itsuki can understand Xinchun's family.

Adults are like this.

Xinchun is a child who gets sad easily.

So Fujii Itsuki patted her petite back and explained in a comforting tone:

"You wouldn't dump all the worries of adults on a child, would you? In fact, it's a good intention for everyone to do this."

".Well, Xinchun can understand it, but it's a bit uncomfortable."

Fujii Itsuki was silent for a moment, then understood what Xinchun meant, and then said to the girl leaning on his arms:
"Xinchun, I really couldn't stand loneliness in the past. Especially when I was alone at night, but not now. Don't you and Qiansui accompany me now? At least from you, I can feel that I am cared for.

"You see, the first thing you thought of after making the cake was to bring it to me. The sun was so hot, it must have been hard and tiring, so don't worry about me."

"What is the teacher's trouble?"

"trouble.?"

"Teacher" Matsumae Shinchun's hand touched his heart.

"All right."

Fujii Itsuki compromised, "I'll tell you. I have a lot of troubles. On the one hand, it's about the club, and on the other hand, it's about you, Xinchun. Your aunt wants to arrange for you and me to get engaged to avoid repeating the professor's tragedy. I'm not opposed to this, but now, there are other people who like me."

"Teacher Muzi?"

“It’s not just her.”

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Matsumae Shinchun became quiet, she probably knew who else
"What does Mr. Fujii think?"

"I think it will hurt. Forget it, it's too early to tell you about this matter. I'd better tell you about my troubles with you."

"Teacher, you are kind to me."

"It's just an inquiry, not a worry. I just want to ask Xinchun what you think about the age difference between us?"

"Age? Teacher, don't you like younger girls?"

"I like him, but he's a little too young."

"This shows that you are an upright person in your heart! It's just because you feel sorry for me and think I will suffer a loss, so you feel embarrassed in your heart."

"Xinchun, do you mind?"

"How could that be! It is precisely because of this huge difference that Xinchun can feel a sense of maturity in you, Mr. Fujii. This is something that boys of the same age don't have at all, only in you, teacher."

When Xinchun got close to me and understood her thoughts.

Does Fujii Itsuki feel that Xinchun is suffering a great loss?

I am ten years older than her.

When she guided me to touch her belly, I felt the softness, tenderness, and smoothness of it, which was smoother than silk.
Can you touch it yourself?

Can I really touch it?!
It was as if the moment he touched her, the extremely pure saint was defiled by him, and he himself was corrupted by her beauty.

Before I touched my stomach, I had this kind of resistance in my heart.

But after meeting.
Forget it, it doesn’t matter.

It doesn’t matter whether you are depraved or not.

This is just following your heart.

It's a fact of being a man.

I've lived for most of my life and I'm almost 30 years old, but I still don't have a hobby.

I just like to touch Xinchun’s little belly, so what?
Fujii Itsuki tried his best to comfort himself.

"What time does Xinchun think it is now?"

"Time? It's time to get off work."

Sometimes I have to sigh that Fujii Itsuki just likes the cleverness of this child, Xinchun.

"Come, sit sideways on my lap."

".Um."

Matsumae Shinchun was very obedient and did as she was told with a shy face.

Then, she secretly pulled open her skirt
Fujii Itsuki immediately put his hands around her belly from behind.

"You ate a lot again tonight."

"No."

"It's not good to tell lies."

"Xinchun is telling the truth"

Although his movements were gentle enough, Xinchun sometimes couldn't help but push him away, saying things like "No." or "It's itchy."

Fujii Itsuki felt that he had indeed made her uncomfortable, and if he let go, Matsumae Shinchun would look at him with a little resentment and tears in her eyes.

This is not right. It is not right to touch, and it is not right not to touch.

Do all girls have these weird little thoughts?
Fujii Itsuki suddenly saw the chubby little legs under Xinchun's skirt.

Matsumae Shinchun seemed to have noticed something, pouted her lips, and pulled her skirt, "Bad guy."

Does this mean Xinchun has completely entered the state of being a girlfriend?
Xinchun was a little reluctant, but her hands were out of control and before she knew it, they moved from her belly to her thighs.

".so bad."

When I reached out and touched it, it felt really good.

Little meaty legs.

Thin and smooth.

I really couldn't help but pat it, and it bounced back like a wave.

Of course, this would make Matsumae Shinchun blush and mutter "bad guy." Then she would pull her skirt and clamp her legs together, which would be even more embarrassing. I don't want you to touch me anymore.

Fujii Itsuki felt very strange at this time.

Of course I like it. Who doesn’t like a shy and beautiful girl sitting in his arms?

The key is that she still loves you so much.

But at the same time, there is also a hint of sadness.

Why do I only experience this feeling when I am an old man?

All kinds of emotions and thoughts intertwined together, Fujii Itsuki felt that his mind was distracted and he couldn't control his hands. The girl in his arms became more shy.

Sometimes I can’t help but wonder, if I could continue living like this with Xinchun, wouldn’t it be quite happy?

Fujii Itsuki still had some sense of propriety at this time.

I felt that something was wrong with Xinchun's condition, so I stopped immediately.

But Xinchun doesn't seem to think so.
The girl shyly grabbed the corner of Fujii Itsuki's clothes, then looked at the bathroom, and then looked at him.
(End of this chapter)