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Chapter 107 - 83. Blow the oboe!

Chapter 107: 83. Blow the oboe!

"Stop."

Kiyono Lin’s hand hung in midair, her gesture silencing the grand ensemble of the music classroom instantaneously.

She flipped through the scores with an expressionless face.

"The tuba, the counter-melody starting at bar forty-one, will be a solo by Mayi Asuka."

"Also, clarinet, I’ve already mentioned that this part should be more light-hearted. Can you manage that next time?"

"Beiyuan, did you actually practice yesterday? Please practice until you’ve got it down."

"..."

"Take a ten-minute break, each section practice individually."

Kiyono Lin announced the break, picked up the documents from the table, turned, and prepared to return to the Human Observation Department’s activity classroom.

"Kiyono," Ayane Kumi called out to her.

"Do you need something, Mr. Ayane?" Kiyono Lin stopped in her tracks, waiting for the other to approach.

"Mr. Dubian didn’t come to the club today, do you know what happened?"

"He took a leave, for the July monthly test."

"You agreed to that?" Ayane Kumi asked with a hint of surprise and then muttered to herself, "I see, Mr. Dubian is a newbie, he doesn’t need to play."

The monthly test was a minor test, and there was no school rule to halt club activities a week in advance.

But even if there had been such a rule that required halting, clubs like the Wind Instrument Club that were about to compete in the summer would secretly practice on their own. Voluntary absence was out of the question.

Dubian Che was an exception, he was a newcomer to the oboe, an instrument notorious for its difficulty in orchestras, and it was impossible for him to play a complete score before the Tokyo competition.

"Is there anything else?" Kiyono Lin prompted the distracted Ayane Kumi.

By now, the music classroom was blatantly filled with murmurs of discussion.

"She’s way too arrogant, thinking she’s the advisor."

"Even the advisor teacher doesn’t criticize us like that."

"We played well, but not a single word of praise."

"I don’t want to be praised by a freshman! How disgusting!"

The whispers came one after another, all directed toward the calm-faced Kiyono Lin.

Ayane Kumi wore a very apologetic expression, sorry for having detained Kiyono Lin and subjected her to the club members’ criticism.

"Sorry, Kiyono..."

Kiyono Lin shook her head as if nothing had happened: "It’s fine, I’m leaving now. Please practice diligently, Mr. Ayane."

As she closed the sliding door, she glanced at Ichiki Aoi, who was being comforted by the bass section, and at Mayi Asuka who was continuing to practice with an expressionless face.

Time torturously advanced to the last day of June.

Lunch break, classroom of class four.

"Dubian, how did you do on the test?"

"I feel like there’s no more room to score points."

"... Such arrogance!"

The trio sat in a corner of the classroom, pushing their desks together to eat lunch.

"Starting tomorrow is a three-day holiday, where are you guys planning to go?" Saito Keisuke said.

"No way," Kunii Shuichi replied while continuously pulling at his school uniform’s collar to let in some breeze and eating his meal heartily, "The baseball club is going into intensive training."

"I see, that’s too bad. What about you, Dubian?" Saito Keisuke turned to Dubian Che, who had finished his lunch, "I heard that Kiyono Lin is busy with special training for the Wind Instrument Club, so you must be free, right?"

Kunii Shuichi stopped fiddling with his collar: "Lately, it seems that Kiyono Lin has become disliked by the senior girls, do you know what’s up?"

"Who knows," Dubian Che replied nonchalantly.

After neatly folding his bread’s plastic bag, he reached for the large, economy-sized PET bottle of barley tea on the desk, twisted off the cap, and guzzled it down.

The well-defined Adam’s apple on his fair neck and the liquid in the bottle glistened under the sunlight pouring in from the window.

"Did you guys have a fight?"

"Besides Meiji, I have no plans to fight with anyone else." Dubian Che set down the bottle and took out his phone to pass the time with a game.

"Ew—" Both boys gave a look of disgust.

"Such sweet words, and you say them in front of us singles? You’re too cruel!"

After the afternoon’s two periods, and because of the upcoming three-day holiday, the school organized a big cleanup.

Due to Kiyono Lin’s demand, the club members of the Wind Instrument Club entrusted their cleanup tasks to other classmates to seize every second for practice.

They had already rehearsed twice before the cleaning was even finished.

"Stop."

Kiyono Lin’s gaze swept across each face.

"If we maintain this level," she said, "we won’t be able to win gold at the Tokyo competition, let alone the following Kantou competition, nationwide..."

"Do you want a fight?"

The aggressive voice caused the temperature in the music classroom to drop by three degrees instantaneously, and everyone instinctively held their breath.

A senior from the flute & piccolo section kicked open the music stand.

"Ishiyama, did I say anything incorrect?" Kiyono Lin’s face remained unchanged, and her tone was the same as usual.

"Aren’t you being too presumptuous, a freshman."

"In a competition, no one cares if you’re a freshman or a senior. Judges only care whether the basics are solid, whether the performance is emotional, the melody..."

"Shut up!"

The scene froze, and the timid girls covered their mouths and noses with their hands, looking at them in fear.

Mayi Asuka, bored, looked out the window to the freshmen’s floor, searching for someone’s figure, her fingers moving up and down the valves in time with the music.

Beside her, Hanaoka Asako, holding her double bass, kept glancing back and forth between Kiyono Lin and Ishiyama Haru.

Her face showed concern, wanting to go and break up the fight, but feeling too shy because of the crowd to take a step forward.

At the trombone section’s spot, Yuzao Haomei took her gaze back to the increasingly noted-filled score.

A junior acting so superior over the seniors, even reprimanding them, she really is foolish... She turned the page to where she felt the piece had been jagged during the ensemble.

Kiyono Lin, undaunted, continued: "Mediocre skills, refusal to accept others’ advice, and only capable of angrily lashing out, relying on age..."

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