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"So, if I were to build a PC, how much would it cost in total?"
"The computer I used to have was worth 200,000 bar."
Kitahara Hakuba's mind was entirely focused on the configuration; he didn't care at all whether the girl was soft or not.
"So expensive!" Yuka Isomoto blushed, resting her chin on his arm and sniffing his scent.
When I hugged him in front of the apartment building, my body also had this feeling of happiness:
"But if you really want to play, I can send you one, it won't be expensive."
Kitahara Hakuba had no idea what was wrong with her body, and generously said...
"When you go to university, we can hang out together whenever we have time."
"Oh? No, no!"
Yuka Isomoto straightened up and quickly waved her hand, saying, "I'll get the fitting done myself later. If I don't understand anything, I'll come and ask you. Right now, my priority is to prepare for university entrance exams."
What do you mean it's not expensive? She had heard that music teachers' salaries were very low.
Kitahara Hakuba didn't have any other thoughts; he just wanted someone to play games with.
"Indeed, universities should still be the priority." He smiled and turned back to look at his phone.
Yuka Isomoto pressed her legs together; being with someone she liked always made it hard to control her inner emotions.
She bent down, took out her phone, and looked at it.
The battery charging is optimized, but it's stuck at 80% with no progress whatsoever.
September 13th, early morning.
Kitahara Hakuba didn't bring a suitcase, just a bag with a few summer clothes inside.
After all, he wasn't going on vacation; he still had to attend a teachers' seminar. As for whether they wanted him to accompany them on a university visit...
They still need to take the initiative to bring it up.
He closed the windows tightly and made sure there were no safety hazards before leaving the rented room.
It was still seven in the morning, and he had plenty of time before his appointment with the three girls. So he got up and went to Shinomiya Haruka's music store first.
Compared to Tokyo, autumn arrives first in Hakodate, where the leaves of the roadside trees are gradually changing color, and some pedestrians on the streets have already changed into long-sleeved shirts.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the temperature gradually rose as the sun came out, from fourteen degrees at night to twenty degrees.
Kitahara Hakuba's thin coat fluttered in the wind, dancing to the rhythm of the air currents, like his conducting on stage.
Elegant yet casual.
When I arrived at Haruka Shinomiya's music store, I found it was already open.
"Why are you opening so early today?" Kitahara Hakuba looked at Shinomiya Haruka, who was sitting at the counter watching "Crayon Shin-chan" for a while, with surprise.
The gate was always closed when he used to run past here in the mornings.
"I was thinking you'd come to see me before you left," Shinomiya Haruka said with a thoughtful smile.
"Nothing can be hidden from you."
Kitahara Hakuma sat down next to her and noticed that she was wearing tight-fitting jeans that showed off her legs, which accentuated the beautiful curves of her hips.
"What time is the Shinkansen?" Shinomiya Haruka asked.
"Nine o'clock, there's still plenty of time."
Kitahara Hakuba watched "Crayon Shin-chan" with her, but his right hand was very busy, constantly massaging her lower body.
When he touched between her legs, Shinomiya Haruka immediately squeezed her legs together and looked at him, saying:
"Is someone going with you?"
Kitahara Hakuma's right hand was tightly gripped. Having shared a bed with Shinomiya Haruka for so long, he naturally knew her skill with her waist, hips, and legs, which often made him feel like he was dying of pleasure.
"Yes, three students from the school," Kitahara Hakuba confessed truthfully. "Tokyo University of Music is having an open day this week."
They went there for a visit.
Shinomiya Haruka's gaze swept over his handsome face, and she said with a smile:
"Is it Saito, Nagase, and Kanzaki?"
"Wow, my dear sister, you're a genius!" Kitahara Hakuba exclaimed in surprise.
Shinomiya Haruka, however, wasn't angry. Her gaze fell on Shin-chan, who was pulling down his pants in the mall; the screen was filled with images of his buttocks.
"Just think about it, there are probably only three girls from Shin-Asahi High School who can get into Tokyo University of Music."
"Actually, Watanabe Hama is also a very good candidate."
Kitahara Hakuba, speaking with a fair and impartial attitude, said...
"Her bassoon playing is indeed very good, but she doesn't seem to be planning to go to university to study music."
Shinomiya Haruka glanced at him, a meaningful smile playing on her lips:
"You know so much about the girls in the department? You even know exactly where they're going to university."
“As a teacher, this is a must,” Kitahara Hakuba said confidently, puffing out his chest. “There’s probably no more responsible mentor than me.”
Shinomiya Haruka did not answer, but her brows furrowed slightly, as if in punishment, and she squeezed her legs together even tighter.
Kitahara Hakuba was reluctant to pull his hand away, because it was so warm and soft; he wouldn't be able to be close to Haruka for the next few days.
He didn't want to miss this opportunity.
For him, it wasn't a punishment at all.
"I really don't know if you're pretending to be stupid or if you really are."
Shinomiya Haruka held his wrist down with one hand, not wanting him to pull away, and continued to clamp his legs together.
"Oh, right, bring some gifts back for my sister this time."
"What gift?" Kitahara Hakuba's fingers gently tapped her jeans.
"Take a look."
Shinomiya Haruka looked around the music store and said, "Just bring back whatever instrument your sisters like. We have a lot of clarinets and saxophones in stock."
“What if I told them they like the piano?” Kitahara Hakuba laughed.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shinomiya Haruka said:
"Then let's just buy one in Tokyo. Shipping it back from Hokkaido would cost a lot, and my tuner can't possibly go to Tokyo."
“Just kidding, everyone in my family except me is musically illiterate,” Kitahara Hakuba said.
"Idiot, stop deducting points randomly."
Unable to stand it any longer, Shinomiya Haruka slapped his shoulder impatiently, stood up, and said...
"But you should also send something to your family."
Kitahara Hakuba, seeing her deep in thought, said nonchalantly, "It's alright, they don't want anything."
"You still need to show your sincerity."
Shinomiya Haruka rested her chin on her hand, pretending to be deep in thought, and said, "Oh, right, my friend owns a private hospital in Tokyo. How about I arrange for my parents to have a comprehensive medical check-up? I'll cover the cost."
Wow, sister, you have such a wide network of connections?
And why are they calling each other "Mom" and "Dad" now?
Shinomiya Haruka leaned on the table with both arms, looking at him and smiling:
"That's settled then. Arrange a comprehensive medical check-up, and then send some health supplements."
"Yaobao, you're so kind."
A warm feeling welled up in Kitahara Hakuba's heart. If it weren't for the fact that he was about to meet the three of them, he probably would have already been unable to hold back.
"My sister's words: "
How about I give her some skincare products? Girls all like those. I have some unused ones here, wait a moment.
Shinomiya Haruka didn't go back with him, but for some reason, she seemed very happy when giving him the gift.
She quickly went upstairs, and Kitahara Hakuba, of course, wasn't going to stay downstairs like a fool, so he followed her upstairs.
A moment later, she came out of the room, carrying two exquisite gift boxes of skincare products with the English name "SK" on them.
Kitahara Hakuba didn't understand the skincare products these girls used.
"Don't give them such nice things. Just buy something from a roadside stall, make do. They're not cute at all." "Come on, I'm the one giving them these, not you," Shinomiya Haruka said rudely. "If they're too cheap, I'll be the one being looked down upon."
Kitahara Hakuba's eye twitched; it seemed that was the case.
Chapter 234, Page 233: Is a triangle the most stable shape? (Group created)
8:00 AM sharp, Shin-Hakodate-Hokuto Station. (Request for a book/help/content)
Nagase Tsukiyo was wearing an apricot-colored Peter Pan collar shirt and a high-waisted skirt, revealing only her fair calves below the knees.
But the little leather shoes and white socks with ruffled trim all exude a youthful and beautiful vibe.
The appointment with Kitahara-sensei was at 8:50 in the morning, but Nagase Tsukiyo wasn't in the habit of arriving right on time.
She would rather wait an hour earlier than others at her destination than arrive a minute later.
Not to mention with Kitahara-sensei, I don't want to make him wait even a second longer.
But there was something even more troubling for her: after arriving in Tokyo, how should she get along with Kitahara-sensei and go straight back to her residence in Tokyo? Or should she take advantage of this rare opportunity and visit Kitahara-sensei's home?
However, the latter's triggering conditions are too strict; you can't bring it up yourself, you have to ask Kitahara-sensei to do it.
And even if he brings it up himself, you can't just look at his hands, right?
What gifts should I bring for his family? I heard he has a younger sister; I need to manage that relationship well.
Nagase Tsukiyo thought about these problems all night and couldn't sleep well. But what frustrated her was that thinking about them only made her more tired and didn't offer any solutions.
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