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Do you have a history of chronic illnesses such as heart disease or asthma? Have you been taking any medications recently?
"No."
"Next, we will take you to the hospital to do some tests to make sure there is nothing wrong with your body."
"This is not needed."
Just when Kitahara Hakuba thought he could calm down a bit, Kuno Tachibana grabbed his collar with both hands, biting her lower lip and saying:
"Yes! Stop pretending to be a gentle, handsome guy! You can still throw a tantrum now, but once you're dead, you'll have nothing left! Who will I turn to then?"
"Kuno!"
The ferryman, unaware of the background, hastily pulled Kuno Tatsuka aside, his face tense, and said...
"White Horse, you should go to the hospital for a checkup first. Your health is important."
Kitahara Hakuba lowered his eyes slightly, realizing that this was no longer just a matter for him alone.
Although many people often say, "My body is my own, and I don't need you to take care of it," this statement is not only irresponsible to oneself, but also to those who cherish themselves.
Although he was able to walk, he obediently lay down on the stretcher.
The area outside was already packed with Shenxu students, so much so that medical staff had to keep shouting "Make way!"
"Teacher Kitahara"
"Teacher Kitahara!"
"It should be alright, right? It should be alright, right? Wait, how could this be: "
"It seems he fainted while soaking in the hot spring."
"Alas!"
Everyone was watching him and whispering, far more than Kitahara Hakuba had imagined.
He didn't know if these Shenxu students were just there for the spectacle or if they were worried about him.
It's actually quite simple; you can understand something by just looking at their expressions. But Kitahara Hakuba didn't have the courage to open his eyes and look, and just kept coughing.
With each cough, my chest aches slightly.
The students of Shin-Asahi High School followed the medical staff out of the hotel and watched Kitahara Hakuma get into the ambulance.
The other people in the hotel were unaware of what had happened and had never seen so many people being put into ambulances.
"There's been a murder?"
"I don't think so, I didn't see any police."
"It seems a teacher fainted while soaking in a hot spring."
"That's it? I thought it was something bigger."
They shook their heads dismissively and turned to go into the hotel.
"According to Senior Eto, Professor Kitahara apparently drank beer before taking a bath."
"Beer? Does Kitahara-sensei drink beer?"
"Probably not? He went to karaoke with us before, and I heard he only drank soft drinks and didn't drink alcohol."
"Someone must have pressured him to drink it! That's awful!"
Standing at the hotel entrance, watching the ambulance on Kitahara Hakuma, Kurosaki Yuichi's face grew increasingly pale.
Because he was the one who bought the beer.
If Kitahara Hakuba resolves this by claiming it was an "accident," then there's no problem.
Chapter 366, Part 365: I Don't Like You, I Only Like Me (6-in-1) >>
In Shenxu, no teacher is willing to compete with Kitahara Hakuba in popularity or prestige.
But if we really delve into it, even if the law doesn't hold him responsible, he will definitely be subjected to criticism and alienation from his students.
If the students collectively skip his classes, the school will be helpless and the only thing it can do is terminate his employment contract and find another physical education teacher.
Life is truly predictable.
"Go back and rest! Don't crowd here!"
"Don't stay here, go back now."
Upon receiving the news, all the class teachers rushed to the hotel to maintain order.
The teachers were surprised to see so many students present, and some girls hugged their best friends and cried.
Seeing this scene, they even wished that the teachers getting into the ambulance were themselves.
In the hotel's hot spring changing room, only Kana Eto, Kuno, and Kirishima remained, as they were learning the details.
"Thankfully, it's all thanks to Kuno-kun, otherwise everything would have been beyond saving."
Kana Eto gently patted her chest, her slender fingers trembling.
"Is this what they call a sixth sense? It's really useful!"
After changing his clothes, Kuno Tachibana silently picked up a hair clip and tied it on. His pajamas were orange-yellow long-sleeved and long-legged, which looked too plain and monotonous.
"A person like him should just die."
As if she hadn't expected her to say that, Kana Eto was genuinely pleased and quickly replied:
"Kuno-senpai, how could you say such a thing!"
Only Kirishima Mai knew that she was just being stubborn again.
Kuno Tachibana coughed up a mouthful of saliva, tilted his head back, and looked sideways at Eto Kana, saying:
"Does Senior Eto know? Mr. Kitahara is leaving next year, and then the brass band will have to rely on ourselves to move up the ranks."
“Hmm”
Kana Eto was speechless; she hadn't expected that Tachibana Kuno knew about this.
Before, she would have been very depressed, feeling that without Kitahara-sensei, nothing would be possible.
But she was mentally prepared that no matter who would guide the Shenxu Wind Band in the future, she would lead everyone forward.
"So what? Everyone's just as capable! As long as we work together, we'll definitely be able to overcome anything." "Working together? Has Eto-senpai been reading too much feel-good platitudes? It's better to read less of those mindless weekly manga," Kuno Tachibana said.
Eto Kana was eager to defend:
"No way! Everyone is so strong, why can't we win gold next year? That's probably why Mr. Kitahara can leave with peace of mind!"
"Do you really think so?" Kuno Tachibana asked.
Her direct gaze made Kana Eto involuntarily look away, and she whispered:
"That's what I thought."
Kuno Tachibana couldn't help but sigh: "Then let me ask you, if you were Kitahara-sensei, would you leave?"
"I'm sure!"
"No way?"
Well
"Only in just over six months did he win the 9A National Gold Award. Only Mr. Kitahara could achieve that. Logically, he should have continued. So why did he suddenly leave?"
"why?"
"Has the minister paid attention to the admission rate of third-year students to A-level positions?" Kuno Tachibana's lips pursed slightly.
Kana Eto's pale throat bobbed slightly as she uttered the data she didn't particularly like:
Kuno Tachibana shrugged and said:
"Isn't it terrifying? And there are more than forty third-year students. Although everyone says that winning the gold medal is inseparable from the efforts of everyone, the biggest contributors to winning the gold medal are actually the third-year students. I can't deny that."
After saying that, she glanced at the smooth marble floor again and murmured softly,
"My alt account isn't the strongest either."
Kana Eto's face turned bright red, like a boiled octopus.
She didn't understand why Tachibana Kuno kept emphasizing that the current brass band was no good.
"But...but that doesn't prove anything."
"You can tell from the selection rate that the quality of first- and second-year students is too poor."
Kana Eto didn't speak. She could somewhat understand that Tachibana Kuno meant, "Initially, I decided to give it my all because I saw the talent of the third-year students, but now the first and second-year students have no interest in me."
However, this argument is full of flaws, because no one can predict how many "Kuno Tachibana" will appear among next year's freshmen.
But they need to find a reason in their hearts for Kitahara-sensei's departure, a reason that will motivate everyone to strive for improvement.
Kana Eto accepted this reason.
"See you tomorrow, get some rest tonight." Feeling down, Kana Eto didn't want to say anything more and turned to leave.
Kuno Tachibana nodded, watching Eto's slender figure, whose steps seemed unsteady.
"Why don't you join Minister Eto in pleading with Kitahara-sensei to stay?" At this moment, Kirishima Mai, who was sitting to the side, suddenly asked.
"How could that be?"
Kuno Tachibana slightly pursed her lips; her hair appeared brown under the light.
"I can't do that."
“You said you could do anything.”
Don't take impatient words seriously.
"Impatient words are often the truth."
"You're so long-winded." Kuno Tachibana puffed out his cheeks in a huff, as if he were being sulky.
Kirishima Mai smiled slightly and said softly:
"I kissed someone I like."
How long-winded!