Rin Kiyono didn't answer him. Sometimes he was meditating, and sometimes he was sketching on the music score, writing the names of instruments such as "clarinet, bass clarinet, flute, oboe" between the notes.

That should be the section where each instrument will be tested.

If I knew the assessment content a month in advance, I wonder if I could use it to trade with the girls in the music department and let them run errands and buy drinks.

Watanabe Tooru was thinking about meaningless things, and the selection time soon came.

Brass in the morning, woodwind and percussion in the afternoon, and the first part to participate in the audition is the euphonium.

Euphonium has no third-year members anymore, and the first one to participate is second-year Aoi Ichigi.

She walked in nervously, sat across from the two men uneasily, and placed the wrinkled sheet of music on the music stand.

"Please tell me your grade, name, and the instrument you are responsible for." Qingye Rin said.

Even though she was a classmate in the same class, she still followed the procedure meticulously.

Rin Kiyono would never be merciful just because of a good relationship, so he asked Aoi Ichimoku to introduce herself very respectfully as a junior or subordinate.

"Tuning?" Qingye Rin's voice was flat.

"Already, it's been adjusted!"

"The designated song is the 32nd measure. Play until I say stop. Let's start."

"yes!"

Ichimokui took two deep breaths, picked up the euphonium from her pleated skirt on her knees, took a deep breath for the third time, and then put her lips to the mouthpiece.

The rich euphonium tone shook the air in the music classroom in early May.

Watanabe Tetsu listened quietly.

Ichiki Aoi's voice is very similar to Asuka Mai's early stage.

"That's it." Qingye Rin suddenly said.

Ichimokui's mind went blank, and she could only follow the instructions and put down the instrument.

"The characteristic of the euphonium is that it has a soft tone but a very deep reverberation. Ichiki-kun, please think about it carefully when you go back."

"Yes!" After subconsciously responding, Ichimokui's face turned pale.

Did she lose the election? A look of self-doubt appeared on her face.

Judging from her appearance, she was a classmate after all, so Toru Watanabe said:

"Congratulations, Ichiki-san."

"...Eh?" Ichimoku Aoi stared hard at Toru Watanabe, then remembered that Rin Kiyono had the final say on this matter, so she looked at Rin Kiyono nervously.

"The results will be announced at noon." Qingye Rin said in a cold tone, "Please call the next person in."

"Ah, yes!"

Ichimokui put away the music score and walked toward the classroom door with her feet firmly on the ground.

"Is it okay to tell her in advance?"

"How did you know she passed?"

"I don't understand you yet? I only say a few words about things I care about. For example, I get scolded the most by you."

"Stop being so self-righteous, I scold you because you deserve to be scolded."

Listening to the conversation between the two people behind her, Ichimokui finally felt the thickness of the wooden floor beneath her feet.

Passed!

She was holding the musical instrument and the sheet music, but she opened the classroom door very neatly.

After all the euphoniums were finished, there was a fifteen-minute break. However, except for Toru Watanabe and Rin Kiyono, only Aoi Ichiki, who had confirmed that she had passed, could rest.

The rest, including the euphonium members who had already finished the interview, were all extremely nervous.

Watanabe Toru held up his chin and stared out the window.

I could vaguely hear the shouts of the baseball club, track and field club and other sports clubs, and everyone was cheering for the game.

He turned his head and said to Qingye Rin who was writing the qualified list:

"I heard that when you were a child, you won the guessing game all afternoon and let Meiji push the swing all afternoon?"

"She told you?"

"Her mother."

Qingye Rin nodded.

"Are you good at guessing?" Toru Watanabe continued.

"I've only played boxing with Miki Kujo, so I don't know if I'm good at it or not."

The hand that Toru Watanabe was not supporting his head clenched into a fist and stretched out between the two of them.

"The loser will be treated to a meal at noon today," he said.

"Did you bring any change?" Qingye Rin put down the pen, "On the Valentine's Day return gift, you haven't paid me back the money I advanced."

"You are very confident." Tetsu Watanabe sat upright and rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform, "It's a pity that you are the one treating the guests. You should think about whether you have any change."

Sunlight shines in through the gap formed by the white curtains, and Tetsu Watanabe backlights, and they gently shine on Rin Kiyono's face.

After the first game.

"You can win two out of three games," Toru Watanabe said proudly.

"No need." After a slight pause, Qingye Rin said, "Let's bet on dinner."

"I admire your courage to admit defeat."

"Ha." Qingye Rin sneered.

The second sentence is still Toru Watanabe’s victory.

"Alas." The winner sighed sadly.

"Come again."

"Lunch tomorrow?"

"You didn't send any roses today, did you? If you win, I'll forgive you."

"You really hold a grudge. I'll have to be more careful with you in the future."

"Given your personality, you should have already written on the first page of your diary, "Always be wary of that woman Qingye."

"You guessed it wrong. What I wrote was "Be careful of R-san anytime and anywhere."

With that said, the winner will be decided in the fourth round.

Watanabe Teru's long, slender hands are fists, and Kiyono Rin's white, slender little hands are scissors.

"Come again." Qingye Rin said expressionlessly, "If you win, I will forgive you for writing bad things about me in your diary; if I win, give me your diary."

"The stakes seem disproportionate, but forget it, rock, paper, scissors."

In the fifth game, the winner continued his victory.

Rin Kiyono looked at Toru Watanabe carefully, staring at his face unscrupulously.

That is a handsome face that any woman will fall in love with without doing anything.

"You cheated?" she said.

"No." Toru Watanabe replied with a smile, also staring at her face.

"It's all about luck?"

"yes."

"lie."

"I just react quickly. When you punch, I can see what you are thinking of."

Qingye Rin took the sheet music, turned his back, and wrote something on it.

Then, she turned back and said to Toru Watanabe: "What I want to propose has been written down. What do you propose?"

"Still like this?"

"The bet this time is all the previous bets. If I win, I will win all the previous bets."

"So what if you lost?" Toru Watanabe asked curiously, "The stakes are so big this time, Kiyono-san, what are you going to use as a bet?"

"If I lose..." Qingye Rin pondered for a while, then raised his jade-like little thumb.

Watanabe Toru looked at her doubtfully.

"I allow you to touch Qingye God's little finger."

"..." Toru Watanabe pressed her hand, "Don't come here."

His palm briefly touched the smooth and smooth back of Qingye Rin's hand.
To be continued...