I play the wind instrument in Hokkaido.

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"It would be such a waste for us to just stay in Hakodate. Besides, all that money could have been used to buy so many musical instruments!"

Although she said that, Kitahara Hakuba could tell from her expression that she was happy.

Shinomiya Haruka knew that Kitahara Hakuma loved her, but he might not be able to afford a house yet, so he could only make a promise to her with a car.

“I’m not a very good driver. You can come over from now on, and we can go on road trips whenever we have time,” Kitahara Hakuba said with a smile.

"Let's talk about road trips after your national conference."

A joyful smile finally appeared on Shinomiya Haruka's face, but she quickly got into the car and closed the door.

Just when Kitahara Hakuba thought she was going to take the car for a spin, he found that she had simply parked it.

At first, I was worried that she wouldn't know how to drive, but I didn't expect her steering wheel movements to be so skillful, especially the way she reversed, which was just like that of an experienced driver.

"You've taken up two of my parking spaces, you're really something," she complained as she got out of her car.

"I just wanted to get your attention, boss lady."

"So you're quite cunning too?"

Shinomiya Haruka smirked and said meaningfully, "When you're with those girls, you don't learn the good things, you only learn the bad ones."

“That’s all well and good. My students are all doing very well.” Kitahara Hakuba subconsciously defended them.

His students are not just those three third-year students.

Shinomiya Haruka glanced at him with her beautiful eyes and then went back into the shop.

"Aren't you going to test drive it?"

"My mother owns this car, there's nothing to test it with."

Kitahara Hakuba couldn't resist any longer. He sat down beside her, his hand almost unconsciously stroking her pale legs, and said:

"Just how rich is your family? Let me know."

"What does it matter? Hakuba just needs to do his job well," said Shinomiya Haruka.

Kitahara Hakuma's hand, like an eel, slipped between Shinomiya Haruka's outstretched legs.

He knew that Yao Bao wasn't arrogant; she just didn't want him to overthink things and focus on trivial matters.

"Aren't you going to school today?" Shinomiya Haruka asked.

"I'll pick up the car when I get back; there's no need to go now."

Shinomiya Haruka slightly turned her head, subtly glancing at Kitahara Hakuba, a faint smile playing on her lips.

"Are you unhappy? Do you feel like you spent a lot of money to buy a car, but didn't get my emotional return?"

Feeling very wronged?

"No, I'm just a little tired today," he said.

Shinomiya Haruka's lips curled into a smile. She rested her chin on her hand, tiptoed up and down with her low-heeled foot, and looked at him with a beaming smile.

"Alright, little white horse, what reward do you want from me? To develop new poses? Or to discover new places?"

Kitahara Hakuma's ears turned red, and he abruptly stopped breathing, saying:

What are you doing? I didn't give you this gift for these reasons!

This is his care and protection, the promise and future he made, not just a desire to try new things!

Moreover, he wasn't really interested in experiencing things like "singing the song of the Rear Courtyard Flower across the river."

"Isn't it?"

Shinomiya Haruka's fingertips gently brushed across his arm, gliding over it like toothbrush bristles.

"I'm actually quite happy about it. If you bring it up now, I can agree."

Kitahara Hakuba quickly pulled his hand out of her grasp. In fact, Saito Haruka and Kanzaki Eri had given him far too much stimulation these past two days.

One was physical contact through fabric, the other provided him with complete visual pleasure.

As a healthy man, even with the title of teacher, I do sometimes fantasize about passionate scenes in the quiet of the night.

That is abandoning all moral awareness and indulging in the fantasy of carnal revelry.

If only he and Eri Kanzaki were on the train at the time...

If at that time, the Kitahara family consisted only of him and Saito Harutori:

The thought of this would keep him tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep.

Looking at the charmingly smiling Shinomiya Haruka before him, Kitahara Hakuba spat out a mouthful of saliva.

Even before it started, he was worried that during the ambiguous relationship with Shinomiya Haruka, the evil Kitahara Hakuba in his mind would fantasize that Haruka was one of those two people.

The intimate moments on the train and the alluring sight of the girl in the bathroom lingered in Kitahara Hakuba's mind.

No, how could he do this?

A strong sense of morality completely extinguished Kitahara Hakuba's sexual interest, and he simply couldn't bring himself to engage in intimate relations with Shinomiya Haruka with that feeling.

At the very least, this heat needs to dissipate over time.

"I've been really tired these past few days. I'll stay with you for a while and then go back to rest."

Shinomiya Haruka could clearly sense that he had been aroused by her, but that arousal dissipated after several internal struggles.

why?

Kitahara Hakuma's hands no longer touched Shinomiya Haruka's thighs, nor did he hug her waist. Instead, he touched her hands and long hair, as if he were feeling her warmth and scent.

Shinomiya Haruka knew that he was a boy who looked extremely serious and innocent, but his inner thoughts were much more "interesting" than his harmless appearance suggested.

What could possibly make him suppress the ambiguous feelings that had been aroused within him?

Shinomiya Haruka didn't intend to ask, because Kitahara Hakuba didn't intend to tell either; she wasn't the type of girl who liked to pry into things.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll cook," she said.

"Really?"

"of course it's true."

"Cola chicken wings! And cheese crab meat and seaweed! I have to have these two!"

Chapter 249, Section 248: The Wind Ensemble, Your King Has Returned (4K)

At 5:30 in the morning, Kitahara Hakuba groggily opened his eyes, scratching his head as he sat up. /38′Read′Book·Net′/Updated*fastest,

I had planned to go home and rest, but I was still tempted by Shinomiya Haruka.

Of course, it wasn't about that. The two of them finished playing "Two People Together" in one night, and then played a few rounds of "Overcooked".

Kitahara Hakuma looked over and saw Shinomiya Haruka wrapped in a quilt, with only her head sticking out. Her slightly messy hair was scattered on her cheek and the pillow.

Hokkaido is definitely more comfortable. You don't need air conditioning to stay overnight, and your body doesn't feel sticky the next morning.

The air is not dry.

Kitahara Hakuba picked up his phone to check if he had missed any news, only to find that the only news was about Trump's re-election.

The soft touch, warm through the thin pajamas, reached Kitahara Hakuba's body.

"My laptop and everything are in the rented apartment; I need to go back and get them." Kitahara Hakuba touched her shoulder and said, "It should take about the same amount of time to go back and forth."

"Mmm," Shinomiya Haruka replied in a soft, sweet voice, not fully awake yet, without objecting.

Kitahara Hakuma turned his head to look at her charming face, then buried himself in the blanket and kissed her on the chest.

"So this means the round trip takes about the same amount of time?"

Shinomiya Haruka smiled, but wrapped her arms around his head, letting his tongue circle around.

A few minutes later, she pushed away Kitahara Hakuba, who was sucking on her lips, and said:

"Alright, you should go now."

Although it was very comfortable, she still wanted to go to sleep around 5 a.m. rather than do this kind of thing.

"Right."

Kitahara Hakuba reluctantly crawled out of bed, changed his clothes, walked to the window, and opened it.

The temperature was moderate, probably around 20 degrees Celsius to the touch. He took a deep breath.

Time to go back to work.

The leaves in Wulingguo Park are gradually turning dark brown, and the grass is covered with fallen leaves.

There's not much to see in Hakodate in autumn, and there are far fewer tourists, which is a good thing for Kitahara Hakuba, who always needs to use the mains electricity to commute.

Because of the season, the uniforms at Shin-Asahi High School have been changed to long sleeves, but the skirts remain unchanged, still being an old friend of Kitahara Hakuba.

"What kind of pantyhose are you wearing?"

"Seriously? When did you start using the 'absolute territory' thing?"

"No, this is super pretty! It makes my legs look slimmer and I look gorgeous!"

Several female students were pointing at another girl's pantyhose, which were two-tone, flesh-colored on the thighs and black on the bottom.

It looks like the Absolute Territory, but Kitahara Hakuba doesn't really like it; there aren't even any marks from the tight fit on his thighs, it lacks any real substance.

A disgrace to the pantyhose industry.

As they passed the track and field, the girls continued to use their body heat, wearing only athletic shorts and a two-piece set of a bralette, revealing their beautifully muscular legs.

Kitahara Hakuba was wondering what they should do in winter. Should they still run around dressed like this?

While observing, he was spotted by the track and field girls. Normally, he would be mistaken for a lecherous man, but they wouldn't have that thought about Kitahara-sensei.

Having had a falling out with the brass band girls last time, they were much more well-behaved this time. Instead of clinging to him and asking for water, they offered Kitahara Hakuba the water they had brought themselves.

Unable to refuse their kind invitation, the water from the track and field girls was very sweet.

Back in the office, he was still the only teacher there. Kitahara Hakuma sat at his desk, clasped his hands together, and stared blankly for a few seconds before starting to arrange the day's work.

Just one music class for first-year students, so boring!

"Why is everyone here so early in this weather?"