I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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Kana Eto sighed, picked up her schoolbag from the ground, and walked towards the library.

It's completely dark now, and those remaining in the library are mostly third-year students, either lovey-dovey couples or diligent students studying hard.

I cautiously entered the library, where a third-year student wearing glasses was sitting at the front desk. I was surprised to see that it was Hiraishi Meiko.

She and her younger sister, Yumeko, are practically identical.

"Hiraishi-senpai," Eto Kana bowed slightly and said in a low voice.

Hiraishi Meiko raised her hand and adjusted her glasses, saying in a similarly low voice:

"Junior Jiang Teng, what's wrong? Borrowing a book?"

Because the library was very quiet, no matter how softly the two of them spoke, it sounded like an earthquake to Kana Eto.

She had no choice but to move closer, squat down by the table, and grip the edge with both hands, peeking out like a teenage girl in Tokyo who didn't have a high school diploma and whose grandmother hoped she would try to become an actress:

"Is Senior Yuukawa here?"

Hiraishi Meiko also lowered her head: "It's, it seems to be in Zone C."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Just as Kana Eto was about to leave, Meiko Hiraishi suddenly became anxious and reached out to grab her skirt again.

"what happened?"

"Yumeko, I hope you will take good care of me."

Her voice was weak and tinged with a hint of shame.

Kana Eto knew why, because in Mei-senpai's eyes, this was "going through the back door".

This also made her realize how much power she, as the department head, would have without Kitahara-sensei.

“Yumeko won’t be bad.” Kana Eto didn’t give a definite answer. “Yes.”

As she walked further in, Kana Eto spotted Tsukiyo Nagase at a glance. Or rather, she was just too beautiful; it would be a mistake not to notice her.

But I didn't plan to say hello; this senior was too far out of reach.

A little while later, I saw Saito-senpai and Iso-gen-senpai again.

The two sat together for tutoring. They heard that Isogen-senpai had failed the joint entrance exam. "So she really is an idiot," Eto Kana thought.

At that moment, Yuka Isomoto's gaze suddenly turned towards them, startling Kana Eto, who thought she was being read. She quickly lowered her head and walked away.

"I saw Eto-senpai," Isomoto Yuka whispered.

"Huh?" Saito Harutori raised his head, but didn't see her.

"They've gone over there."

"It's okay, let's continue."

Saito Haruka lowered her head and continued drawing something on the draft paper, but it wasn't an exercise at all; it was some strange-looking "knowledge."

Finally, Kana Eto spotted Sakurako Yukawa, who was sitting opposite Sayaka Akamatsu.

"Minister Yukawa, Minister Akamatsu." Kana Eto quickly stepped forward.

Both of them turned their heads to the side at the same time.

"Oh, it's been a long time since I've heard that title," Akamatsu Sayaka said with a smile.

Her voice was truly deep here, and it had a unique charm.

"Hehe," Kana Eto smiled faintly as she sat down next to Sakura Yukawa.

Akamatsu Sayaka narrowed her eyes slightly, crossed her long legs, and said:

"Minister Eto, why don't you sit next to me? Are you looking down on me?"

“Sayaka—” Sakurako glared at her, then smiled and said, “What’s wrong? Is something wrong in the club?”

Kana Eto took a deep breath. Minister Yukawa had a herbal scent that was very reassuring.

"Actually"

Her fingers tightened around the shoulder strap of her backpack. After a moment, You Yu spoke.

"I'm worried I won't do a good job as a minister."

"Hmm?" Sakurako Yukawa put down her black pen, frowned, and said, "What's wrong? Why are you suddenly saying you're not suitable to be the club president? Is someone in the club arguing with you?"

"Is it one of those boys from Tenkai Sou? I knew this guy was up to no good a long time ago," Akamatsu Sayaka said with a smile, resting her chin on her hand.

"No," Kana Eto's face flushed slightly, "I just feel like I don't have the ability to be a department head."

"how could be!"

Sakurako Yukawa sat up straight and said,

“Although we’ve only known each other for two years, I know how hardworking and sociable Eto is. If you say you can’t be a club president, then no one in the second year is suitable to be a club president.”

Kana Eto blushed even more after receiving such high praise from her senior.

She wasn't ashamed of it; rather, the feeling of helplessness at being unable to meet those expectations intensified.

Sayaka Akamatsu's gaze kept wandering over Kana Eto's face, trying to glean something from it.

"Are you scared?" she suddenly asked.

Hmm:

.

Kana Eto raised her eyebrows and looked at Sayaka Akamatsu. Her serious expression was a stark contrast to her usual carefree demeanor.

Seeing that she did not respond, Yukawa Sakurako took the girl's soft, warm hand and said:

"Don't be afraid, tell us if you have any difficulties."

As Senior Akamatsu said, she was scared, very scared.

Mr. Kitahara raised the small Shin-Asahi Brass Band to an unprecedented level, making it one of the best in the country.

After he left, Kana Eto feared that she would be unable to lead the Shin-Asahi Brass Band to victory, unable to unite everyone as a team, and unable to fully utilize the strengths of each member.

She could even imagine the uproar if she failed to win gold next year, and as the minister, she would be held responsible.

Like a creature's instinct to avoid harm, the first thing she could think of was to relinquish the position of minister so that she would no longer have to worry or be afraid.

Although escaping is shameful, it is useful.

Chapter 354, Section 353: I Want It to Go On Like This (5)

Could you explain it more clearly?

Sakurako gently stroked Kana Eto's back with her hand and smiled.

"If there are any difficulties, the right thing to do is to solve them together, right?"

These words made Kana Eto lower her head shyly. Her slightly fluffy, soft hair turned a coffee color under the warm light.

Me: I just feel I'm not good enough.

"Isn't it too late to say all this now?"

Akamatsu Sayaka pouted, looking sulky, "You made that promise to both of us so confidently back then, and now it's only been a few days..."

They came over and told us they couldn't do it.

“Hmm

Kana Eto was speechless. The premise that she could persevere was that Mr. Kitahara stayed in the Shin-Asahi Brass Band.

But now he's leaving the company and has no idea what the future holds for next year.

“Sayaka—” Sakurako glared at her irritably. “Speak more gently.”

"How can this be gentle?"

Sayaka Akamatsu twirled a black pen in her hand, her brows slightly furrowed, and said...

"We spent a lot of time teaching Eto before leaving the club, and we thought everything was fine. But now she's saying she doesn't want to anymore. Doesn't that mean all our previous efforts were wasted?"

Her matter-of-fact answer left Yukawa Sakura somewhat bewildered:

That's what they say:

"I'm sorry, Yuukawa-senpai." Kana Eto lowered her head even further.

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant." Yukawa Sakurako waved her hands in a fluster.

Oh, what on earth is going on?

A subtle silence suddenly fell between the three of them. Perhaps to break the awkwardness, Sayaka Akamatsu rested her arm on the back of her chair and said:

"Junior Eto, if you don't want to put us in a difficult position, please be frank and explain yourself clearly. Is your reluctance to become the club president due to your own reasons or external factors?"

"this

.

Kana Eto forced an awkward smile, paused for a moment, and then said, half-giving up,

"It must be my own fault."

“Then it must be an external reason,” Akamatsu Sayaka said to herself, seemingly quite confident in her judgment.

Sakurako Yukawa raised an eyebrow: "Is that so?"

"Girls as innocent as Eto are the easiest to read by facial expressions. Oh, and Yuka and Tsukiyo are also super easy to understand."

Sayaka Akamatsu raised the corners of her mouth with a hint of something unspoken, then leaned forward, her chest resting on the table, forming two rounded contours. "Is this external reason Kitahara-sensei?"

Unlike her calm and collected expression, Kana Eto looked somewhat flustered, her fingers constantly fidgeting with the hem of her pleated skirt.

I'm such a bad person. I just promised Kitahara-sensei not to tell the other club members, and then I turned around and went to find the two seniors.

However, they are no longer members of the brass band, so discussing it shouldn't be considered a breach of contract, right?

Seeing the unspeakable suffering on her face, Yukawa Sakurako vaguely realized something and gasped in disbelief.