Chapter 65 Interesting Woman

After a full day of classes, around four in the afternoon, Fujii Itsuki came to the wind band club.

The number of first-year students admitted this year is quite large, twenty-three or twenty-four.

There are many outstanding talents among them, many of whom have experience in wind ensembles in other schools.

The small community became a big community.

The president, Shoko Aoyama, has also become a third-year senior and is about to graduate.

Fujii Itsuki once asked this girl of medium height a question: What is your dream?
Surprisingly, Aoyama Shoko's answer was very decisive, that is, she wanted to work hard to enter a national competition in high school. She had basically given up on her studies and did not consider further studies based on her grades. If she did not even enter a national competition in high school, then she would have no competitiveness in college.

"You are under a lot of pressure. I am really sorry to trouble you today."

"No. The club is what it is today thanks to Mr. Fujii. Today, it is basically thanks to the help of classmates, especially Chitose. Without her, we would not be able to find so many members willing to join the club."

"Rinka Hiiragi has also joined the club, right?"

"Hiiragi-san? Yes, I remember she was a student in Class A that you, Mr. Fujii, were in charge of."

"She has some communication difficulties. You guys shouldn't hang around her too much. Sometimes you can go up to her and help her out. It's the same with Matsumae."

"I understand." Aoyama Shoko nodded, "Teacher Fujii is..."

"If you have any questions, just ask."

"Don't you think she and Jiuhua are really working too hard? It was like this during the training camp in the third semester, and it was also like this during the holiday training. Is the national competition really that important to them? I even think they are more serious than me."

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Upon hearing this, Fujii Itsuki did not immediately respond to Aoyama Shoko's words.

“They probably have the same goal.”

"Same goals?"

Fujii Itsuki didn't say much and turned and walked into the music classroom.

As the club's instructor, he appeared in front of the first-year students for the first time three days after school started.

The gender ratio in the wind band is still extremely unbalanced.

A ratio of nearly ten to one.

Among the twenty-four newcomers, there are only two boys.

But the feng shui of Jubei seems to be good?

The girls recruited are basically very beautiful.

Well. There is also a reason why Tachibana Kita is the only high-end private school in Hokkaido that uses sailor suits as school uniforms.

Girls like cute school uniforms.

As soon as Fujii Itsuki walked into the classroom, many girls stopped communicating and chatting, put down their instruments, and all looked at him standing at the door of the music classroom.

Except for one girl.

After Fujii Itsuki entered the classroom, the girl continued to stare at her music score and play the oboe.

The tone is beautiful.

Yes, the word "beautiful" can be used to describe the pitch she produced.

The unique mellow tone of the oboe echoed in the quiet music classroom.

Jiuhuayue, Yangkui Chitose, and Matsumae Shinharu also noticed her.

Hiiragi Rinka, who was holding a double bass in the corner, seemed particularly concerned.

But Jushizawa Yuzu was completely focused, and even though nearly fifty people in the orchestra were looking at her, she didn't notice anything unusual about her surroundings.

It was not until she finished playing a section of the song and looked up that she noticed the atmosphere in the club.

The girl glanced around and asked:
"It all depends on what I do?"

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Naturally, no one responded to her.

Fujii Itsuki paused for a second, didn't say anything more, and walked up to the podium.

"I think everyone has got the music."

"got it."

Responses were sparse.

At the same time, there were some first-year girls who were whispering to each other that their instructor was quite handsome.

"Then let me introduce myself. My name is Fujii Itsuki, and I'm your instructor for the next few years. I'm a first-year student."

Fujii Itsuki finished writing his name with chalk, turned around, and looked back at the corner with a calm gaze.

The first-year students were shocked.

"When you joined the club, did the leaders tell you about our club's goals?"

"Yes, there is." A disadvantaged girl raised her hand and answered.

"The instruments have been allocated, too."

"Yes. The director and Senior Matsumae took us to choose the instruments."

"That's good. In that case, I will announce our goals for the next week. Open the music scores in your hands."

After saying this, Fujii Itsuki picked up the chalk and turned around to write two big words on the blackboard - [Ensemble].

"This is my request, can you do it?"

"can!"

"can."

Some are full of confidence, while others dare not speak.

Fujii Itsuki's expression didn't change at all, and he reiterated, "If you have any questions, please point them out now. Are there any questions?"

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no respond.

"Then there is no problem. The rest of the time will be left to you all."

After saying this, Fujii Itsuki left the classroom.

The teacher is leaving now?

All the new students were whispering to each other because of the teacher's "energy saving".

I have never seen a teacher who speaks so fast.

Second and third graders are used to it.

"An interesting man." Shiroizawa Yuzu held the oboe and looked indifferently at the place where Fujii Itsuki left, then lowered her head and continued playing.

However, the moment she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of Hiiragi Rinka sitting in the corner with the cello.

The moment Hiiragi Rinka's eyes met hers, she hid her face behind the cello.

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Shirozawa Yuzu stood up without a word, walked to her cello, bent down, and with her expressionless face like a doll, she lowered her head towards her and whispered in her ear: "Rinka, why don't you come out and say hello to me?"

At this time, Matsumae Shinharu, who was chatting with Chitose Haruki, noticed this.

She thought it was the new classmate who was bullying Rinka, so she walked over.

"No, no, Yuzu is my junior high school classmate."

"It's the juniors."

"Yes, that's right, You is my senior, and I am You's successor. No, I am the senior."

Jushizawa Yuzu looked at Matsumae Shinchun, then put her hands behind her back, put her nose into her hair and sniffed, "The smell of snow, the smell of a fox, and the smell of that interesting man on you."

"W-what?"

"Where's Rinka-senpai?" Jushizawa Yuzu sniffed Hiiragi Rinka's ears again, making her cheeks red. "Rinka doesn't have that smell... but she also has a little bit of the smell of a fox with snow, and a little... well, such a unique smell, she must be an interesting woman."

Not only Matsumae Shinharu, but also Haruki Chitose who came over later had no idea what this Yuzu-san was doing.

When Shirozawa Yuzu saw Chitose, her eyes immediately widened.

This guy.
".?what are you up to?"

"pomelo!"

"Why are you stopping me, Rinka?"

"Don't be disrespectful to senior sister!"

Hiiragi Rinka quickly pulled her back, and after finally pulling her back, she blushed and explained to the two of them, "Yuzu has been weird since I first met her, and often says weird things. But, but she's a good person, don't misunderstand her, she means no harm." Matsumae Shinchun felt weird, but didn't say much, "I understand."

Afterwards, everyone returned to their respective seats. Hiiragi Rinka patted her chest and took a breath.

"Youyou, don't do this kind of action in the future."

"Why?" Jushizawa Yuzu looked at Chitose Yangkui many times.

"Isn't it strange? You were like this when you were in junior high school. You were a loner, and every time everyone needed you, you would disappear."

“That’s because it’s too boring.”

".But what's interesting is that I can't understand what you are saying."

"follow me."

"What.?"

Jujubezawa and Rinka Hiiragi came to the edge of the corridor of the club building and looked down together. They saw Chitose Haruki practicing the trumpet on the podium.

Hiiragi Rinka looked at her oddly, "You said that Haruki-san is very interesting?"

Yuzu didn't answer, but said with certainty, "Rinka knows her."

"Yes, but we only spoke a few words."

Hiiragi Rinka also noticed that Chitose Haruki was practicing facing the sun, "Haruki-san often practices here. But I always feel that Haruki-san is worried about something, and she doesn't look very happy."

“That’s why I say it’s interesting.”

"You is still the same as before. It's hard to understand. Why did You come to Jubei?"

"The school uniform is very cute, and there are desserts in the cafeteria." The wind blew the bangs of Yuzuki's ears, and she looked at Chitose Yangkui with an expression of anticipation, looking forward to some particularly interesting things that will happen in the future.

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Hiiragi Rinka still didn't know how to respond.

Yuzu, she is still like this
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In the evening, the sun sets.

The music classroom gradually became quiet.

The week-long practice has officially ended. Tomorrow is Saturday, and everyone will perform the formal ensemble that Mr. Fujii mentioned in the morning.

"Kitahara, have you practiced these days?"

"Practice? Practice what? Nothing."

"Ah? Aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. There's still no music at the west gate. It's such a simple song. Just take your instrument home and practice it."

Hiiragi Rinka was the last one to leave the classroom and heard the conversation among the second-year students.

She really wanted to go up and tell them that the teacher required them to practice as an ensemble, and that it was actually impossible to practice well alone.

But she didn't dare to go up and talk to them, so she could only watch them leave the corridor.

The double bass was too big and the classroom was on the fourth floor, so Rinka Hiiragi dragged the 1-meter-tall cello to the stairs, looked down at the stairs below that were illuminated by the setting sun and looked like hell, and took a deep breath.

‘It’s okay, it’s okay. ’

Rinka Hiiragi closed her eyes and exerted force on her waist, trying to lift the cello behind her.

But she was too weak, and as soon as the cello case left the ground, she lost her balance and fell backwards.

"It's over! It's over!"

The girl was ready to fall at this moment, but she didn't expect that someone would suddenly support her from behind.

She and the cello behind her tilted at the same time, as if they were fixed in mid-air by something.

Rinka Hiiragi was surprised that she didn't fall down.

It felt like someone was supporting me from behind.

Very strong
It should be a boy.

"Do you need any help?"

Hiiragi Rinka tilted her head and looked back, and found that it was Yang Kui-san.

"Let me carry it for you."

"No, don't bother, I can do it."

"You were about to fall down just now, and you still said it was okay?"

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"give it to me."

Yang Kui Chitose took the cello from her back and put it on her back easily, as if she was carrying a school bag without books. "Bass cellos are big. This should be 3/4 size, the second largest kind of bass cello."

"Yes, this violin is 183 centimeters tall. Thank you, Yang Kui. Come downstairs and I'll treat you to a cup of milk tea."

Yang Kui Chitose put the cello on her back and said, "You're welcome. We're all friends."

friend
Seeing Hiiragi Rinka's weak look, Yang Kui Chitose tilted her head, smiled brightly, and said, "Of course, Kokoharu-chan's friends are also my friends. Besides, we have met many times and had lunch with Kokoharu in the cafeteria many times, right?"

"Uh, yeah."

Rinka Hiiragi lowered her head, she was a little embarrassed to face Chitose Yangkui's smiling face.

"Just call me Chitose. I'll call you Rinka from now on anyway."

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"Rinka?"

Hiiragi Rinka looked at her, "Then, I will call you Chitose-chan from now on. Please, please give me your guidance."

The girl turned around and took something out of her waist bag.

"Candy? For me?"

"Mmm, watermelon and orange flavored gummy candy"

"Thank you. Well, it tastes very good. Anything else? No need for drinks. If you feel bad about asking me for a favor, then take this candy as my reward."

"Yes, there's more." Hiiragi Rinka gave her all the candies of the same flavor.

"Well, I'll take it. Let's go."

Chitose Yangkui walked down the stairs quickly with ease. Rinka Hiiragi stood above and looked at her back for a while, then quickly picked up her shoulder bag and walked downstairs quickly.

Originally, I only needed to carry him downstairs, but Chitose said that we were already downstairs and we had to go out to catch the bus anyway, so we might as well carry him all the way out, as it would be easy for her to carry him anyway.

Hiiragi Rinka followed her with gratitude and curiosity:
"Chitose. He seems to be very strong."

"It's congenital. Some doctors also said that it's because of my unusual physique that I have heart disease."

"Eh?! Why don't you just let me carry the cello?"

"It's okay! I'm fine now."

Hiiragi Rinka thinks from the bottom of her heart that Chitose-san is a very nice person, but why does it seem that she is not on good terms with Kuka-san, who is also very nice?
It is obvious that the two of them were friends before, and now they are in the wind ensemble and the same orchestra group.

"By the way, Rinka, weren't you reluctant to join the wind band club before? Why did you agree to it now that school has started?"

Hiiragi Rinka lowered her head, staring at the black leather shoes that were slowly moving one behind the other under her skirt, and explained, "It's mainly because Kokoro and Yue are both in it, and they both invited me. And Mr. Fujii is also there as a mentor. My mother said that Mr. Fujii is a very good person, and if I choose Mr. Fujii's club, he can take care of me more."

"Oh, that's how it is."

"Chitose-chan, you must have been practicing the trumpet for a long time, right? I often hear you playing it at school, and it sounds beautiful."

"Can Rinka hear it?"

"I used to be a member of the wind band in the junior high school and was in charge of the double bass."

"That's great! It means Rinka is also a consistent person!" Yang Kui Chitose's tone suddenly lowered, "I really like people who are consistent, but I don't know if I can be considered one."

Rinka Hiiragi noticed the change in her new friend's tone, but she didn't know the cause and effect, so she wasn't sure where to start.

The two chatted as they walked to the bus stop outside the campus in the setting sun.

Chitose Yangkui stayed with Rinka Hiiragi until she got on the car, and then the two waved goodbye.

"Then I'll see you tomorrow. Also, don't be too stressed. Teacher Itsuki Fujii is very easy to talk to!"

"Ok!"

Chitose Haruki got on the bus and left. Rinka Hiiragi waved her hand and followed the light of the bus reflecting the orange-red sunset until it completely disappeared at the end of the road.

She was very happy to meet a new friend.

However, this new friend was clearly smiling and waving at me through the glass after getting on the bus. But after less than a moment, the joy on my friend's face disappeared, and he became gloomy and depressed.

Rinka Hiiragi carried the cello on her back, put her right hand on her chest, and thought, "Chitose-san, have you been unhappy recently?"

Why does he have that expression?
(End of this chapter)