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Duanmuhuai doesn't care what fate will be next for that unlucky man. After all, he still has his own things to be busy with - after finishing the ranking match in the Demon World, the next step is the Kyoto Competition of the Wind Band Club. This competition The schools that will participate in the national competition will be decided, so the wind band club is also training very hard.

 Fortunately, the results were not bad.

 “The third school, No. 15, Kuou Academy.”

With the announcement of the selection of three schools to enter the country, Duanmu Huai, who was standing in the auditorium on the second floor, also breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he glanced at the system - well, there is no new unlock list. It seems that the system does not support his own back and forth. Brush points.

“Is this a wind instrument competition? It seems quite interesting, meow~o(=∩ω∩=)m.”

At this moment, a charming voice came from behind Duanmu Huai, and then he saw a black cat peeking out from Duanmu Huai's shoulder quietly like a ghost, curiously looking at the people below who were hugging each other and crying with joy. Everyone in the wind band club.

 No need to ask, she is naturally the bell girl.

In fact, Duanmu Huai didn't even know when Ling Nu came. He only knew that a few days after he sent out the invitation, Duan Mu Huai wanted to drink some tea after dinner, and then Ling Nu held the tea cup with a smile. showed up - and nearly scared the others to death.

 In terms of being invisible, this little girl is really naughty.

　　After that, Lingnu was almost always by Duanmuhuai's side - or she should be by Duanmuhuai's side. After all, she was usually nowhere to be seen, but as soon as Duanmuhuai called her, Lingnu would appear immediately. From this point of view, this genius kunoichi is indeed powerful, especially after Duanmu Huai used [Knight] on her, Suzuki's speed reached the limit.

Well, Duanmu Huai is definitely not comparable anyway, and he is not a speedster himself.

Maybe it’s because she was used to living in the form of a cat when she was in Mary’s world, but Lingnu now spends most of her time in the form of a black cat around Duanmu Huai. Of course, Duanmu Huai has nothing to be dissatisfied with. After all, petting cats is fun.

 “Do you want to go on stage too?”

“Of course, Suzume is a kunoichi, so she is naturally good at various musical instruments.”

 “Ninjas probably don’t know how to play the trombone or anything like that.”

 Duanmuhuai couldn't imagine how a ninja would play the trombone, euphonium, or tuba. It was too much of a combination of east and west.

 “The bell girl plays the flute very well!”

 “Oh, that’s right, there’s also a flute...”

This is in line with Duanmu Huai’s imagination. Perhaps Mary’s violin impressed him so deeply that Duanmu Huai even forgot that there was a flute player in the wind band club.

“Okay, next is the whole country. I hope they won’t disappoint me.”

Duanmuhuai once again glanced at the girls below who were hugging each other and cheering. He stretched out his hand to tease the black cat lying on his shoulder, then turned and left.

　　The students in the Wind Band Club were not aware of Duanmu Huai’s presence. In fact, even when they stepped onto the bus, they could not hide their excitement.

“To be honest, I thought Teacher Duanmu went too far at first, but now it seems that what he did is really right.”

 “Yes, to be honest, I gave up for a moment.”

Sitting on their seats, the girls also looked frightened. In fact, ever since Duanmu Huai felt that the atmosphere of the Wind Band Club was too "harmonious" and changed the selection mechanism, these students have privately felt that Duanmu Huai had gone too far. After all, they have to be selected before every competition, which is a mental pressure for them. It's too big. No one wants this, but they have no choice. Of course, these students also secretly said in private that if the Kansai competition does not achieve good results, then they will ask Duanmu Huai to cancel this selection.

 The result was beyond everyone’s expectation.

This is not to say that they were surprised by the intensity of their own playing, but that they were surprised by the strength shown by other schools. In fact, in the wind band club, many old members felt that they were able to enter the national level last year and they can also enter this year. . After listening to performances from other schools, they were surprised to find that just one year later, many schools had almost completely changed.

It is conceivable that if they still enter the Kansai Competition with that kind of security in mind, they might be eliminated - in fact, it is almost, according to the comments, the distance between them and their opponents is almost small. It cannot be checked, but just such a small difference determines heaven and hell.

 They happily advanced across the country, while those who were eliminated could only cry and cry sadly.

Many students shuddered at the thought of being the ones holding their heads and crying now.

“I think we should probably show more gratitude to Teacher Duanmu.”

Kumiko Huangmae couldn't help but suggest that Taki has always been very popular in the wind band club, and everyone respects him. As for Duanmu Huai's words, everyone was in awe and always stayed away from him. Of course, Duanmu Huai didn't care about it himself, but facts proved that every time he made a decision, although the entire wind band club was in uproar, he had to admit that his approach was still effective.

Like this competition, if Duanmu Huai hadn’t required a selection process before every competition, it would have been difficult for everyone to keep their nerve until the end.

As a conductor, Taki will also receive a conducting award on stage, but as a simple consultant, Duanmuhuai does not understand music yet, so he will basically not appear on such occasions.

 Considering that he was also worried about the wind band club, everyone also felt that something should be done.

“How about giving Teacher Duanmu a bouquet of flowers?”

 Soon, another girl raised her hand and suggested, but was quickly rejected.

 “Send flowers to Teacher Duanmu? Doesn’t it feel like the impression is appropriate?”

"Well………"

imagining the scene of a tall, bald man wearing sportswear holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, the girls also broke out in a cold sweat.

　　It’s really eye-catching.

"How about... a postcard? Let's write some words of thanks, can we write them without saying them in person?"

 Duanmu Huai is so oppressive that even if you know he is not bad, just being face to face with him is enough to make most of the students in the Wind Band Club speechless. Maybe by then my mind will be blank and I won’t even have any ideas.

 “Then who will deliver it?”

"President...no way." This year's president is Yoshikawa Yuko, and she is very afraid of Duanmu Huai. The reason is very simple. Last year, when it came to the question of whether to let first-year Rina Kosaka or third-year Kokaori Nakasai play a solo, she was the one who made the first move to let Nakasai play a solo. As a result, he was ridiculed by Duanmuhuai. Although the problem was successfully solved in the end, Yoshikawa Yuko was like a mouse seeing a cat when he saw Duanmuhuai, and he was afraid to avoid him.

　　　…………”

Soon, everyone turned their attention to Kumiko Huangzen, who was suddenly stunned.

 “Look what I’m doing?”

 “Just go ahead, Kumiko.”

"………I?!"

“Yes, this is what you suggested, and I remember that you are very familiar with Teacher Duanmu. You must have chatted together several times.”

“That’s right…”

Facing this sudden burden, Kumiko Huangzen was also confused.

“Wait, in this case, why don’t you ask Mary? She is more familiar with Teacher Duanmu?”

“Because Mary is so familiar with Teacher Duanmu, we can’t show our gratitude if we ask her to do it. So it’s most appropriate for you to go as a representative of our ordinary students!”

 “Hey, hey, hey?!”

 In the end, Kumiko Huangzen had to accept this arduous task. She sighed helplessly and leaned back on the chair.

 And at this moment......

 “Senior.”

 “Wow!”

The sound from behind startled Kumiko Huangmae. She turned her head, only to find Tachibana Rui looking at her intently.

 “What, what’s wrong?”

“Senior, do you have a good relationship with...Teacher Duanmu?”

"Ah? You mean Teacher Duanmu? It's... not bad, right? We have talked several times. Teacher Duanmu only looks fierce, but in fact he is very kind most of the time."

 “That’s it…”

After hearing Kumiko Huangmae's answer, Tachibana Rui just said something lightly, and then fell silent again.

　　　　…………?”

Looking at the silent Tachibana Rui, Kumiko Huangmae was stunned for a while, and then turned around.

 After all, I proposed this matter myself, so now...of course I have to do it myself.

After returning to school, Kumiko Huangzen took action. After all, it was her own initiative, so she had to find other people to explain. What made Kumiko Huangzen relieved was that basically all the members of the wind band club They are all willing to express their gratitude to Duanmu Huai in this way - after all, no one dares to talk to him on weekdays, but if they just write postcards, then they can still do it.

Of course, Huangmae Kumiko also explained this matter to Mary.

 “...Want to express my gratitude to Mr. Duanmu?”

“Yes, we plan to send him a postcard. Teacher Duanmu shouldn’t hate this method, right?”

As he spoke, Huangmae Kumiko also looked at Mary cautiously. Unlike others, Mary always calls Duanmu Huai "sir" instead of "teacher", but Kumiko Huangzen doesn't know why.

 “Just a simple postcard?”

 “Huh? Yes...”

"Well... postcards, I think with Mr. Duanmu's character, he should ask you not to care about such trivial matters, but I don't think he would hate this method."

 At this point, Mary put her finger on her chin, then she seemed to have thought of something and smiled slightly.

“But I think Mr. Duanmu might be happier if you could send him a few love letters.”

 “Hey? Love, love letter?”

 Hearing Mary's suggestion, Kumiko Huang's face suddenly turned red and she waved her hands hurriedly.

"This, this... we are very grateful to Teacher Duanmu, but the love letter... hahaha, we are still students... this is not good..."

"I know, I was just joking. I think Mr. Duanmu will be very happy."

As she spoke, Mary glanced out the window.

“Of course, the premise is that it must be kept confidential.”

Hearing Mary's words, a black cat lying there on the tree outside the window raised its head, glanced at Mary, then huddled up again and closed its eyes.