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If everyone at Shenxu High School knew about this, she might not be able to continue her studies there.
Saito Harutori also realized the seriousness of the matter, and his breathing suddenly became rapid, with a faint groan in his throat.
“Saito, your imagination is running wild,” Kitahara Hakuba said bluntly.
Nagase Tsukiyo remained silent, agreeing with his statement.
Saito Haruka's eyes were fixed as if pierced by needles, and her lips trembled as she spoke:
"Then... what should we do next...?"
Kitahara Hakuba was completely baffled.
You did something that turned out to be a huge misunderstanding, and now you don't know what to do?
Isn't it simple? Just beg for forgiveness from him and Yuka, the two parties involved!
Kitahara Hakuba was naturally angry, but he hadn't yet figured out how to punish Saito Haruka.
He hasn't even vented his anger yet; it's impossible for him to just let her transfer schools and leave.
Nagase Tsukiyo walked up to Saito Harutori, tugged at her sleeve, and whispered:
"Quickly apologize to Kitahara-sensei and Yuka."
Saito Haruka's slender white fingers trembled uncontrollably, and her breathing became erratic. She looked like a delicate and fragile young girl.
"Yuka...I..."
"Not accepted."
Yuka Isomoto hugged her schoolbag tightly, walked to the entrance, put on her shoes, and whispered...
"I despise you, and I never want to see your face again."
"No...don't!"
Saito Harutori abruptly lifted her tear-streaked face, her stockinged feet thumping on the floor. She quickly walked over to Isomoto Yuka, grasped her calves with both hands, and said...
"I promise I won't say anything reckless again, Yu Xiang, please forgive me. I'm so sorry, so sorry, so sorry. I don't know what to do anymore, please forgive me!"
Yuka Isomoto gritted her teeth. Her dejected appearance was both weak and pathetic, full of distress, completely different from the Haruka Saito she remembered.
“If Kitahara-sensei doesn’t forgive you, I will never forgive you either.”
She forcefully moved her foot to shake off Saito Haruka, opened the door and walked out, carefully closing the door behind her. Nagase Tsukiyo stood there, unsure of what to do, feeling her head and ears getting hotter and hotter.
Seeing Saito Haruka kneeling on the floor, sobbing, she felt a sudden pang of heartache as her childhood friend.
Kitahara Hakuba sighed and said:
"Nase-san, why don't you take Saito-san home first? This matter should be resolved by tomorrow."
"Teacher Kitahara, can you forgive me?" Saito Haruka raised her face, which was almost contorted with pain.
Do you think a rich heiress with a broken and fragile life is possible?
If this gets out, it'll be a social disaster. He won't even be able to teach anymore. You just ended it with a single word? Kitahara Hakuba thought.
"Let's go home first." Kitahara Hakuba ignored her and said directly to Nagase Tsukiyo, "Do you want me to help you call a taxi?"
"No need, I'll do it myself. I'm sorry to bother you, Kitahara-sensei."
Nagase Tsukiyo, her delicate eyebrows lowered, helped Saito Haruka, who was sitting on the floor, to her feet.
"Sunny Bird, go back first."
Saito Harutori, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain, kept moaning softly, her amber eyes filled with sorrowful tears.
After seeing the two women off, Kitahara Hakuba closed the door, leaving a few glistening tear stains on the floor.
However, Kitahara Hakuba did not feel sorry for Saito at all, because Isomoto Yuka had also cried quite a bit.
He still understands whose tears are more precious.
Back in the kitchen, he finished washing the remaining dishes and utensils. Now he just had to wait for the ferry director's summons tomorrow so he could return to school.
The moment the tap was turned on, a pop-up window suddenly appeared in the system.
[Member Disciplinary Mission 1: Subdue Saito Haruka by force]
[Mission Rewards: One million doors, The Maiden's Submission (Due to overwhelming remorse, she dares not resist you)]
Kitahara Hakuba's brow twitched.
Wait... what's going on with this system?
The other members' tasks were either to improve their skills or to make them happy; they were all positive, uplifting, and educational!
The only thing that Saito Harutori had to do was this ridiculous thing, and they even marked it as a "punishment mission" in case he didn't understand.
Maybe... the Spinosaurus requires an outrageous quest to tame?
Kitahara Hakuba thought this way, and it seemed that everything made sense. Saito Harutori's almost overflowing regret now probably meant that he was willing to do anything, no matter what.
But is this really a good thing? It's true that I'm angry, but this way of handling it seems outrageous. As a teacher, this kind of behavior is completely abnormal.
"Spray it out!"
At that moment, the water from washing the spoons splashed directly onto his clothes, making him very unhappy.
Sigh, I'll stop thinking about it now and focus on washing the dishes.
The next day was a fine day. When Kitahara Hakuba got up, he hadn't yet received the message from the ferry manager.
With nothing to do, he took a sip of iced barley tea, changed into his workout clothes, and went out for a run.
For wind instrument players and instructors, lung capacity is a basic requirement, and they should even be able to match the level of sports clubs, ideally reaching 5L or more.
He originally intended to run to the nearby park, but as he ran, he ended up at Shinomiya Haruka's music store.
There were no customers in the shop, so the two of them took a break from their busy schedules to exercise and whisper some secrets to each other.
"So, you've been wrongly accused?"
"Hmm, she has a very vivid imagination, and it's still so tight."
"Well, what should you do then? Make her apologize publicly?"
"Of course I want to minimize the impact. If everyone finds out, they'll probably make fun of me. I'm not afraid, but it would be annoying."
"Deeper... So you mean you're letting her go?"
"We can't let her get away with this. Naturally, she'll have to pay a price, like being forced to leave the department. Here she comes..."
After playing a shooting game with Shinomiya Haruka at the music store, Kitahara Hakuba jogged back, changed his clothes, and returned to the music store.
At noon, while the two were having lunch together, Kitahara Hakuba received a message from Director Watari.
The note read, "Luckily, the surveillance footage made the investigation faster than I expected. It's all taken care of for you. Come back to teach tomorrow."
Having passed through safely, Kitahara Hakuba was naturally in a great mood. After reporting to Shinomiya Haruka, the two chatted for a while before going to fluff cotton again.
It was already past four in the afternoon when I got home. Today was truly the most unrestrained day of Kitahara Hakuba's life.
I didn't have a moment's rest after I got back; I needed to prepare for tomorrow's lessons and continue listening to the competition pieces in order to grasp the details.
Just as he opened his laptop to get started, the doorbell rang.
I originally thought it would be Yuka Isomoto or Eri Kanzaki, but I didn't expect that it would be Haruki Saito standing at the door.
The girl had a full figure, a slender waist, and long legs encased in black stockings.
However, Kitahara Hakuba's gaze was devoid of appreciation, admiration, or longing; instead, it carried a sense of melancholy.
"Sorry? I'm very busy right now." Kitahara Hakuba said, and was about to close the door.
"Wait--""
Saito Haruka hurriedly stretched out her hands and wedged them in the door crack, startling Kitahara Hakuba into quickly withdrawing his strength, almost replicating the famous scene of Mita.
"What you're doing is dangerous!" Kitahara Hakuba said irritably.
Saito Haruka gently bit her lip and bowed slightly as she said:
"Teacher Kitahara, please forgive me. I really know I was wrong. I don't want to argue anymore. Please forgive me! I'll do anything if you can forgive me!"
Kitahara Hakuba pressed down on the corners of his mouth, and through the crack in the door, he frowned slightly and said:
"Are you really willing to do anything?"
Chapter 112, Section 111: "Ordinary" vs. "Taken for Granted" (4K)
The sun outside was still blazing, and the light streaming in from the window illuminated the large floorboards with a golden glow.
Kitahara Hakuba watched Saito Harukori take off her loafers in the entryway, then sat down on the single sofa and said:
"I already told you I'm very angry, and you still dare to come in? Aren't you afraid I'll do something to you?"
Saito Harutori didn't respond. She simply stepped onto the floor, the sunlight illuminating her like a spotlight. She took off her backpack and placed it aside. Without a word, she performed a proper dogeza (a deep bowing gesture) towards Kitahara Hakuba, her long hair almost completely covering her back.
"Teacher Kitahara, please forgive me."
If any other girl were kneeling like that, Kitahara Hakuba would naturally help her up, but Saito Haruka definitely needed to teach her a lesson.
Keep kneeling.
"How is the situation in the wind band now?"
Kitahara Hakuba's gaze fell on the laptop, where the list of bass members of the brass band came into view.
He recorded each person's growth potential and level in detail, displaying the data like a company's performance report.
He certainly understood the situation within the brass band club, given that there was a boy named Kuno Tachibana.
When he asked, the good boy told him everything.
When Saito Harutori saw that he had asked about other things, she didn't dare to raise her head, and pressed her forehead against the floor as she said:
"There is no ensemble playing right now, only individual and part practice."
"You're currently the section leader and haven't stayed to practice? What about Isomoto and the others?"
As Kitahara Hakuba spoke, his gaze fell upon a first-year student named Kurosawa Maki, whose growth rate was B.
The current euphonium is classified as level 9.
I remember it quite well; I heard it was an anime/manga/game (2D) fandom.