I Loaded The Dating Sim

The 2nd day when the prom ends, July 21st, the summer vacation officially begins.

Watanabe Toru still gets up at six o’clock and goes out for a run.

But the running route has changed.

Because he always runs on Shinjuku Avenue where people coming, people going, he seems to have really become Forrest Gump, attracting many onlookers.

These boring guys treat him as a tourist attraction or an anecdote in Shinjuku! There is even a TV show dedicated to interviewing him!

So starting from today, he decided to jog in the morning on the streets of residential areas where he will not be nosy.

Route: Home-Suka Shrine

The residential area in Yotsuya is quite dense and the roads are narrow.

In July, the blue sky is broad and the sunshine is just right. Climbing Mountain Tiger, evergreen trees and various vegetations are shining with dazzling green, and you can occasionally see beautiful hydrangea.

There are many ramps here, and it is about to catch up with the number of roadside vending machines.

After running the uphill road named’Tenwangzaka’, even if Watanabe Toru, who insisted on exercising, came to Suka Shrine, he was already gasping for breath, and pearls of sweat came from his handsome white face Roll up and down.

Watanabe Toru was sitting on the stone steps at the entrance of the shrine, listening to the cicadas screaming from the shrine, and taking a sip of soda.

“Drank junk drinks early in the morning, now the youngster.” Three old women strolling near the shrine looked at Watanabe Toru’s face and the drink in his hand.

“Don’t drink it now, wait until your age?” Watanabe Toru replied loudly.

So the old women looked at him even more uncomfortable.

While saying something head to head to Watanabe Toru pointing fingers, it disappeared at the corner of the downhill road.

Watanabe Toru took another sip, sighed contentedly, full of carbon dioxide, and pointed the soda bottle with marbles at the sun.

The patterns on the glass reflect dreamlike colors under the sun.

Take a break, ran home, took a shower, changed into school uniform and set off for school.

Although there are fewer people on the campus during the summer vacation, it is still very lively. The sports club on the playground is full of enthusiastic and youthful shouts, which can be spread throughout all the corridors and atriums of the school.

The training of the wind club became more and more onerous as it entered the sprint stage, under the pressure of Kiyano Rin.

A sentence she often says now is: “It’s time to take a bath and before going to bed, must memorize the melody. People who don’t make the best effort are not worthy of entering the national competition.”

Watanabe Toru, the oboe gradually becoming a Major Perfection, can hardly escape being scolded.

“Watanabe-san, don’t you know that the oboe I chose is important?”

“Watanabe-san, why do you have to go to the bathroom for so long? You are planning Do you live there?”

“Watanabe-san, play “Jingle Bells” and play games when you have time, why not practice solo again?”

….. .

“Watanabe, Watanabe, Watanabe,” Watanabe Toru struggled to throw out the baseball in his hand, “I don’t know my name is Watanabe! I want you to remind!”

The crisp sound of baseball hitting the ball resounded through the summer sky at the end of July.

Kunai Shu in the hitting zone shouted: “Good shot! Come again!”

Watanabe Toru picked up another ball from the basket, moved towards the good ball and threw it out .

The only unexpected thing in my ears is the sound of whistled past.

“Impossible! Carter Ball!” Kunai Shu yelled in disbelief when he swung it empty.

“Wrong! It’s a rare treasure shell ball!” Watanabe Toru had another ball he didn’t know was and so on Carter shot it.

This time, the crisp sound of the metal ball hitting the ball resounded through Kamikawa again, attracting the attention of the crow standing on the top of the tree overlooking the school building.

After playing the ball, the two came to the rest area near the first base.

“Your ball speed has been getting faster and faster recently, and today you also throw a Carter ball. If this continues, you can come to the baseball club as a sparring team.”

“Look at me? My goal is to strike you out before the start of the Koshien game.”

Kunai Shu responded to Watanabe Toru’s big words with a big laugh.

He said: “By the way, when will the wind club competition begin?”

“August 5th.”

“That’s not much time. No wonder you can’t hear the sound of the instrument resting at all recently.”

“What about you?” Watanabe Toru asked rhetorically.

“I have defeated several schools, but I did not play.” Kunai Shu pointed to a player who was trained by the coach, “Uchida Senior, with his high-speed ball alone, he can get Kamikawa The champion to the “East Tokyo” district, Koshien’s right to play. “

“So powerful? “

“Of course. Uchida Senior is…”

“Not him. I mean, a good pitcher can make the team win? “

“Of course! How can you win if others can’t hit your ball and get no points? But if the opponent also has a good pitcher, it’s a problem. “

Kunai Shu enthusiastically talked to Watanabe Toru about the 19th Koshien, the Hyogo representative against the Aichi Prefecture representative.

The pitchers on both sides were all the same as Lu Bu. Character—Kunai Shu’s original words caused both batsmen to miss the ball they shot, and there was no scoring in the whole court.

That game lasted more than 4 hours, the scoreboard I couldn’t let go of the score and had to increase it temporarily.

“But the pitcher wants to show the limelight and needs to be very, very strong, and the hitter takes only 1 hit in 3 hits to win the hit. “Finally, Kunai Shu, who was the hitter, said.

The two chatted for a while, and the coach of the baseball department whistled, and all the players gathered immediately and continued training under the scorching sun.

Watanabe Toru stayed in the rest area for a while, and heard the coach curse at least ten words of “Baga”.

It seems that no matter which club, the coach is a kind of virtue that likes to teach others.

“Watanabe-kun, do you have water? “The female manager of the baseball department with a very big chest came over with a bottle of water.

“Thank you, no. “Watanabe Toru stood up, “I’m going back to practice too.” “

“Well, yes. “The manageress smiled very cutely, “Thank you Watanabe-kun for helping Kunai train. “

“If you can really help, it would be great. “His current level is not as good as the baseball pitching machine in entertainment venues.

When Watanabe Toru returned to the music room, other members had already consciously started basic training and tuning.

Because he would be scolded for playing mobile games, Watanabe Toru had to pick up the oboe, hold the reed without emotion, and start practicing.

After a while, Kiyano Rin walked into the music classroom.

“Start the ensemble. “

“Yes! “

Near the end of July, it was difficult to hear the wind club that awakened Kujo Miki, and the performance was getting better and better. The melody of topic songs and free songs is deeply in everyone’s heart. .

Kiyano Rin’s guidance, also from the very beginning of the basic content such as breathing, interval, and rhythm, began to transition to difficult performance techniques.

“Stop. Didn’t I say here, to play emotionally, why is the rhythm still fragmented after practicing so many times? Today must practice here. “

“Yes! “

A lot of people have heard that there is no problem, and she can always find the problem.

But before Watanabe Toru came out to absorb the hatred, Kiyano Rin said there was a problem, everyone I don’t believe it, or I know and hold the emotion of confrontation, deliberately not change it, but now, although I can’t avoid various emotions in my heart, but at least I will practice seriously according to the instructions.

Because I look at Kiyano Rin objectively. , Everyone gradually knows her brilliant.

Even if she is suddenly appointed as the judge of the wind music tournament, the people in the Kamikawa wind club should not make a fuss about nothing.

Thinking of this, looking at Kiyano Rin on the podium, Watanabe Toru was very pleased to say in his heart: “That child is the one who brought me the big one.”

“Watanabe, F pitch Now, do it again. “

“…”

In such a moment, the music classroom was full of girls snickering, probably meaning:’You have today too!’

The only pity for them is that for some reason, Watanabe Toru is getting more and more handsome, which makes them completely unable to find a place to attack.

The time is so full and repeated towards the end of July. moved towards August. Stride forward in August.

In the middle of the night on July 31st, Watanabe Toru, who finished his day of training, under the lamp, scrolled through “The Great Matchmaker” borrowed from Kiyano Rin .

This very short drama script tells that the handsome adopted son and the beautiful adoptive mother are going in and out at the same time. They are maliciously slandered by the citizens, and there are rumors that the two have an affair.

The adoptive father’s unbelief from the very beginning, to the suspicion, to the final anger.

The adopted sons and adoptive mothers, who were originally irrelevant, supported each other with the “help” of these rumors spreaders, and finally They really came together.

These rumors spreaders are the “linkers” in the title of the book, and the word great seems extremely ironic.

‘Sure enough, it’s still’great’. The plan is better.’

Watanabe Toru has no sense of drama. In addition to learning Spanish, he also wants to know that Kiyano Rin, as a woman, a beautiful girl, is reading this book about extramarital affairs. What did I think in my mind when I wrote the script.

Will you fantasize about the plot of adopted son and adoptive mother?

‘Why am I interested in this? It belongs to the evil taste of men? ‘Watanabe Toru was thinking like this, and the phone alarm rang.

00:00

He closed the book.

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“… …”

Watanabe Toru covered his face with his hands, closed his eyes and meditated, expressionless.

I should have known it a long time ago.

Don’t have any hope for the system .

[Skills: Introduction—Appendectomy (100), Master—acting (1,000), Proficiency—Shooting (10,000), Master—Tuina (100,000)]

Although I don’t understand the meaning of “appendectomy”, but “shooting” and “tuina” made Watanabe Toru wake up instantly.

“Shooting” is not a Grandmaster Rank, but Watanabe Toru guessed that Kujo Miki’s personal bodyguard-Jing Liu, her “shooting” is almost a master level.

There is no problem with this redemption. The key is Grandmaster Rank·Tuina with 100,000 points. Whether to redeem it or not.

Kujo Miki promised to allow him to use the gun club freely as long as he is comfortable serving her.

Whether it is contact with guns and ammunition or a suitable training venue, a government-allowed gun club is very important to Watanabe Toru.

With the right to use the club, he can even train his “shooting” to the Grandmaster Rank on his own.

Although it is difficult, he is never afraid of difficulties and never slackens.

However, 100,000 points are exchanged for a “Tuina” that is not very useful, and the only exchange for this is that it is not worthwhile.

Except for Kujo Miki’s sign-in reward, he basically won’t have any more points.

However, the system can even brush out such exaggerated things as “Wind Bon Dance”, who knows how long it will take to get a suitable skill.

Watanabe Toru thought for a while, but let it go.

I really can’t bear 100,000 points.

Anyway, as long as he doesn’t do anything, Kujo Miki It shouldn’t be injecting him with succinylcholine again, or dropping him from the car.

After redeeming the mastery level shooting that cannot change the status quo, Watanabe Toru feels tasteless to eat, and it feels a pity to discard it.

If it weren’t for the weird and exaggerated skills refreshed by the system, and the pressure of Kujo Miki, he really didn’t want to redeem the proficiency level skills.

Looking at the [Points: 237,000] on the system interface, Watanabe Toru made the bed, turned off the lamp, and went to sleep.

In August, Kiyano Rin borrowed a concert hall.

Just like familiar with the examination room, the wind club practiced and practiced in this concert hall, and practiced like crazy.

Watanabe Toru, who has acquired the skill to shoot guns, still drank his bozi soda every day, and the old woman and Kiyano Rin’s eyes rolled at the shrine. There was no change in daily life.

On the morning of the game, the school bus and truck stopped in front of the club building.

Watanabe Toru up and down, as a few boys in the wind club, you can’t escape the work of moving an instrument.

After he finished moving, he was too tired to move.

Especially percussion instruments, for his current physical strength of only 6 points, it seems too heavy.

For the first time, Hanada Chaozi showed her strange power, holding a 100-jin xylophone in both hands, humming and going down from the third floor, and then immediately stepped upstairs with cheerful steps to continue moving.

Great Xia doesn’t even sweat a single day-in order to appear formal in the competition, they still wear long-sleeved school uniforms.

It’s too terrifying.

I am really worried about her future boyfriend. If he is a scumbag, his head will be screwed off, right?

I sincerely hope that he is a man as dedicated as him, Amen.

After moving the instrument, check again for any forgotten things, lock the back door of the truck, and all the members board the bus.

The car was terribly quiet on the way to the stadium.

Some girls’ faces, because of tension, are so white that they seem to be sent to the hospital at any time.

Kiyano Rin sits alone in the front row, closing his eyes and resting.

Mai Tomorrow took off her shoes, curled up on a chair, playing audio games with headphones on. Hanada Chaozi, who was sitting next to her, stared blankly at the receding scenery outside the window.

In the back row, Watanabe Toru is sitting with a boy in the trombone club and playing audio games.

“Somei-chan, are you nervous?” The boy whispered to Tamamo Somei across the street.

“Don’t talk to me now!” Tamamo Somei said grimly.

Her beautiful snow-white face has no trace of blood, her lips are mutter incantations, and she is carrying the trombone melody over and over again.

The boy was boring, and because he was so nervous that he couldn’t calm down, he turned his attention to Watanabe Toru.

Watanabe Toru looks like a man’s enemy, but what he does—whether it’s confession in public, not flirting with other girls, or “the second sickness of old school”—is all boys’ good buddies.

“Watanabe, did your girlfriend come to cheer you on?”

“It’s not a national tour. She won’t go to this kind of metropolis.”

“That’s it.” The boy was silent for a while, and then asked: “Are you nervous?”

“It’s okay.”

“I really envy you, I’m so nervous now that I feel numb. It’s cold, do you want to touch it?”

“What are you doing!” Watanabe Toru patted his hand.

If you didn’t succeed, the boys didn’t care: “How can you be less nervous like you?”

“Can you be quiet!” Tamamo Somei warned in a low voice. People’s voices made her unable to concentrate on memorizing music.

The boy shrank a little.

Watanabe Toru’s finger clicked on the phone interface: “Tension, it means that you are not good at level. For those who are great, I want to show off quickly.”

Tamamo Somei thinks Watanabe Toru is here Say her!

I was annoyed in an instant, two beautiful eyes were staring here.

The boy in the middle couldn’t wait to run away right away-if it weren’t for the spare seats and the proximity to Tamamo Somei, he wouldn’t want to sit with Watanabe Toru, the most handsome guy in the school.

“For example,” Watanabe Toru continued without raising his head, “because I have a high level, as long as I perform, I will be praised. What’s so nervous? Only people who are not level enough “Watanabe Toru!”

“What’s the matter?” Watanabe Toru lifts the head and meets Tamamo Somei’s face that bites his lips with anger. .

“Why are you always right with me!”

“Have you never heard a word? I don’t want to be an enemy of you, I want to be an enemy of the world “

“You, you…umm!!!”

Watanabe Toru said such a second second line, in fact, he went for an active atmosphere. Who knows that Tamamo Somei didn’t understand stalks at all, so he buried his face in his skirt and started crying.

“This…” Watanabe Toru was speechless, constantly’missing’ on the phone.

The girls around immediately condemned him, and the silent bus was in a frenzy for a while.

“What’s the matter?” Kiyano Rin walked over with his arms in his arms, his cold voice was like a mountain covered by snow, and all the voices disappeared immediately.

“Watanabe made Somei cry!”

“Yes!”

Kiyano Rin put his eyes on Watanabe Toru.

“I didn’t.”

“A lie.” Judge Kiyano Rin immediately gave his verdict.

“No, I made her cry, but my intention was not to make her cry, but to activate the atmosphere and make her less nervous.”

Kiyano Rin sighed, Weakly said: “Using bullying methods to comfort girl, are you still a child?”

She took out a handkerchief and handed it to Tamamo Somei: “Tamamo-san, I apologize to you for him. Watanabe-san Although he speaks awkwardly, he is a good person.”

A good person…how do you feel swearing, even though he is indeed a good person.

Tamamo Somei gradually calmed down under the comfort of everyone, but still sobbed softly.

“Everyone, keep quiet and keep your spirits up before the game.” Kiyano Rin glanced at Watanabe Toru with a warning look, and turned back to his seat.

Watanabe Toru looked at Tamamo Somei’s shoulders still shaking, and felt sad.

To cry girl and so on is really not something a man should do.

When the car arrived at the destination, when we got off the car, Watanabe Toru said sorry to her with red eyes.

Tamamo Somei said nothing, and went straight to the truck to get his trombone.

Watanabe Toru follow, who can’t help women, help unload the instrument.

Everyone took their own instruments, followed the staff to the preparation room, and tuned them with a tuner.

“Have you tuned it?” I don’t know when, putting on a pretty black suit, incarnation and beautiful boy Kiyano Rin, opened the door and walked in.

Her snow-white crystal skin, set off by the black suit, becomes more and more holy. In the summer, when she is dressed up, she will not make people feel any hotness.

The long black hair of a head like 0.5mm lead powder is tied into a ponytail. As the body shakes, the slender figure and handsome face are fatal to girls.

The girls in the playing club who usually see her are not pleasing to the eye, all of them have rosy cheeks and whisper,’So handsome! ”Let me die! ‘Or’ Why didn’t I find it before! ‘Wait whispers.

There is even’more handsome than Watanabe Scum! ‘This kind of inexplicable line is a lie.

Everyone’s gaze caused Kiyano Rin to lower his head and look at his dress, and then he asked again indifferently: “Is the tone adjusted?”

“Okay That’s it!”

“Sorry, I haven’t!”

“Hurry up.” Kiyano Rin said, “Before going on stage, we must practice the beginning a few more times.”

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“Yes!”

The first note of the brass instrument ran away, and it was almost difficult to cheer up again. This is something everyone knows. No one disputes Kiyano Rin.

Watanabe Toru used the oboe to play a long tone for molesting, and said to Kiyano Rin who came over: “Handsome, classmate Kiyano.”

Kiyano Rin said, “You are all boring.” He glanced at him, turned his gaze away, but the corners of his mouth raised an almost invisible arc.

“This handsome, among the boys I have met, no one can do it with you except me. Watanabe would like to call you the most handsome!”

Kiyano Rin couldn’t stand him, so he said angrily: “If you have time to talk nonsense there, it’s better to prepare.”

“It’s ruthless, do you know how hard it is to get my admission?”

Kiyano Rin tapped his finger on his arm impatiently, and was about to say something, but saw that Watanabe Toru had already put the oboe reed in his mouth, and assumed a posture not to disturb my practice .

She pinched her eyebrows, she couldn’t help him.

“Kangawa High School contestants, the time is up.”

After the staff noticed, the short practice time, which I hope never ends, is over.

As soon as he was about to play, Kiyano Rin looked at everyone: “Don’t be nervous, as long as you show the level of practice, I assure you: I can definitely enter the Kanto tournament.”

” Yes!” everyone responded nervously and uneasy loudly.

“Watanabe-san, do you have anything to say?” Kiyano Rin said suddenly.

Watanabe Toru pointed to himself: “Me?”

“Yeah.” Kiyano Rin nodded, “You are the most critical soloist. Say a few words to everyone.”

“That…” Watanabe Toru was about to ridicule the crowd and inspire hatred, but was stopped by Kiyano Rin’s stern eyes.

“Um…nothing to say.” Watanabe Toru hesitated, “Sing a song for everyone.”

Everyone hasn’t reacted yet, Watanabe Toru had already sang in the voice that Kiyano Rin had determined to be hopeless.

“Yutani hills, school buildings skipped by the crows, our alma mater, Kamikawa.”

Whether you hate him, like him, or ignore his flute members, follow him all , Sing the school song of Kamikawa High School in unison.

“Kamikawa!”

“Come on!”

Everyone walked onto the stage, each taking their place in their own trenches.

“The next performer is No. 33, Tachi Kamikawa High School, Tokyo.”

“The repertoire is “The Prosperous Four Seasons” composed by Hideaki Kawa, conducted by : Kiyano Rin.”

As soon as the host’s voice fell, the bright lights filled the stage.

Kiyano Rin bowed his head to the audience. While applause broke out in the venue, he was accompanied by the cries of critique-this is the first time I have seen such a young conductor.

Kiyano Rin lifts the head and stepped onto the podium.

At the same time, the audience quieted down, all the noise disappeared instantly, and the eyes were focused on the stage.

In this silence, the concert hall is filled with fanaticism, which is incredible.

Kiyano Rin raised the baton, and everyone picked up their instruments at the same time. She looked around every face of the A group members, and every one looked at her.

Finally, she focused on Watanabe Toru.

The eyes of the two met, and at this moment, she waved down baton.

The flute and solo melodies are layered on top of each other. On the score, it says “crescendo!”

Then, the vigorous and full tone of the euphonium vibrates the air, here it says ” Listen to the melody! Listen to the melody! Listen to the melody!”

The Euphonium catches up with the pace of the tune, writing “The interval is easy to get lower!”

“It depends on the conductor!” Make Watanabe dregs look good!” “The ridiculed 3rd day”……

The text written on the score with a pen is already densely packed, and the score itself is unclear. The melody is unconsciously recorded To my heart.

After June, July, and summer, at first’s notes have even begun to fade.

Kiyano Rin closed his hand, and the concert hall was silent for an instant.

Kiyano Rin slowly dances baton, oboe solo!

The melodious, translucent, paralyzing tone, burst into the air!

Everyone could not help but swallowed freely, sitting upright, heart trembling, goose bumps erect.

At this time, no one in the music club cursed Watanabe Toru for making a mistake.

The fiery tension burns through the throat.

Tamamo Somei, Hanada Asako, Asuka Mai, Little Pine Misaki, Saxophone’s Miyamaru, flute’s Ishitani…All people have only one idea:

Go to the whole country tournament!