After a round of rotations, it was finally the last member of the Trumpet group's turn.
"Please be kind to me~"
Nakasako Kaori calmly took her seat and gave a polite nod.
She instinctively looked toward Himemiya Chihaya, who was boredly propping up his chin and sent her a flirtatious wink.
"Heh~ Mm, cough cough..." She nearly burst out laughing and hurriedly covered it with a light cough.
"Are you all right, Nakasako?" Matsumoto Michie asked with concern.
"Y-Yes, I'm fine desu."
"Then let's begin—can you manage without sheet music?" Taki Noboru adjusted his glasses, looking somewhat surprised at the space before her. There was no music on the stand.
Had she already memorized it? That was really...
"Yes." Nakasako Kaori answered evenly, without the slightest trace of pride or smugness in her voice.
His lectures and encouragement from the past few days kept flashing through her mind, along with the many nights that had stretched into the next morning. The Trumpet she had inherited from her grandmother felt solid and weighty in her hands.
It was a Trumpet with a golden-yellow body, silver-white valves, and parts of its tubing. Compared to the other Wind Ensemble Club members, she was among the few who owned her own instrument.
Still, she had never received any specialized training. She was simply more hardworking than most.
—But Kumiko Oumae and the others might have had another reason for not buying instruments.
She lived in an apartment, after all. If she practiced regularly, she might disturb the neighbors...
Though that was a problem most people learning vocal music had to face. It was not especially serious as long as they set fixed practice hours.
Ogasawara Haruka and Tanaka Asuka were different. Never mind whether their homes were good or old—at the very least, they