"...he’s actually telling the truth." Kiyono Lin seemed shocked, taking a while before she could speak.
Holding her temples as if she couldn’t bear it, she said, "I don’t understand what you all are thinking. I was planning to use you as an example tomorrow to motivate everyone to practice hard."
"Ah! No, no! I’ll be laughed at!"
Yuzao Haomei waved her hands frantically, reminding Dubian Che of when he was forced to sing when hanging out with Kunii Shuichi and the others.
Not everyone who’s tone-deaf can muster the courage to sing with the mindset of ’killing a thousand enemies at the cost of eight hundred of your own’!
Even if it’s just among friends!
"You can take me as an example," said Dubian Che.
Kiyono Lin glanced at him and said, "Even if they wanted to train, they wouldn’t be happy to stay alone with you in the music hall at night."
"That’s not necessarily true."
At least Mayi wouldn’t mind him!
Kiyono Lin didn’t plan to waste the precious evening hours, ignoring Dubian Che, she said to Yuzao Haomei, "Alright, I won’t tell anyone, start practicing."
"Promise, okay?" Yuzao Haomei walked to her seat and as she passed Dubian Che, she gave him a ’you’re dead if you talk’ look.
Dubian Che glanced at her chest, which probably lacked underwear, and he nodded earnestly.
Yuzao Haomei hummed in satisfaction.
Dubian Che put the reed in his mouth, blew the oboe in his current mood, while glancing at Kiyono Lin out of the corner of his eye.
Hmm... too small to tell if she’s wearing it or not.
Plus, her clothes are very conservative.
The girls out at night had no idea that the boy was instinctively sizing them up, earnestly giving guidance and practicing.
"Kiyono, your performance is good, but there are some details that can only come out with emotion, like here, you have to imagine yourself lost in a dream with nothing in it."
"This part, when you come out of the dream, your melody should become joyful, just blowing from the score isn’t enough... try practicing it."
Yuzao Haomei continued practicing until eleven forty, yawning uncontrollably.
Kiyono Lin told her to go back and rest early to avoid affecting tomorrow’s practice.
After Yuzao Haomei left, Kiyono Lin looked at Dubian Che who was still practicing.
"When do you plan to leave?"
"You go ahead. I’ll turn off the lights."
Kiyono Lin nodded but didn’t leave, instead she walked to the trumpet section and picked up a silver-plated trumpet.
Dubian Che took a glance, "Now that you mention it, you said you played the trumpet, right?"
Without turning her head, Kiyono Lin stared at the trumpet, "I pick up things quickly and have been practicing since I was young, there’s no problem at all in joining a professional band."
"That impressive? Can you attract pigeons?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"You can’t do it? Seems like Baru is more impressive."
"Baru?" Kiyono Lin frowned slightly, "I haven’t heard of a trumpeter with that name."
"The male protagonist of ’Sky City’, he attracted pigeons with his trumpet."
Kiyono Lin, facing Dubian Che’s matter-of-fact expression, showed a polar-bear-cold terrorizing face, "Talk nonsense again, and I’ll tell everyone about the time you forcibly carried me waist high."
"Sorry, my mistake, my attitude was wrong, I shouldn’t joke with you like that."
"Hmph." Kiyono Lin turned and left the music hall.
Dubian Che made up his mind to practice the oboe with the goal of attracting pigeons.
Someday, he would play the oboe on the school’s open walkway, attract the pigeons from Suga Shrine, and stun Kiyono Lin, letting her know he wasn’t talking nonsense.
"Keep it up, my darling."
He said to the oboe in his hands and continued his practice.