I Loaded The Dating Sim

November 17th, Tuesday, lunch break.

“Watanabe, let’s go!”

“I see.” Watanabe Toru sighed in response.

Seeing his reluctance, Kunai Shu was a little puzzled, and asked him: “If you don’t want to, just tell Teacher Koizumi no more?”

“Some things are only me I can do it.”

“Courtesy of the Assembly, is such a great profession?” Saito Keisuke, a newly appointed logistics committee member, said.

“What do you think?” Watanabe Toru having unspeakable bitter suffering.

While speaking, the three of them walked out of the classroom of Class 4 a year and walked towards the Conference Hall of the Student Union.

In the corridor, many people are in the same direction as them.

At noon on the 2nd day when Watanabe Toru became a member of the Test Conference, the Student Union convened all relevant members for a meeting.

The Student Union Conference Hall of Kamikawa High School is not a simple version of the desks.

The oval solid wooden table and the exquisite back chair are more luxurious than the Conference Hall of many general companies or offices.

Watanabe Toru and the three randomly searched for a location. Before the meeting, they talked about the free activities of camping—whether they were going fishing or skiing.

“Watanabe-kun~”

Watanabe Toru looked at the source of the sound, but saw nothing.

“I’m here~” The voice came from the other side this time.

He turned his head to look again, she was a lively and hearty girl with a cute bob head and a cute round face.

The eyes are large and crescent-shaped.

“Are you?” Watanabe Toru didn’t know her.

“No way?” The girl covered her mouth in disbelief, “I am Nana~”

“Nana…” Watanabe Toru thought of who this person is But still said, “Sorry, I don’t know you, may I ask you who?”

With the lesson of Mai Senior Sister Asuka, he decided to be colder towards any woman, which is good for both parties .

The girl clasped her hands behind her skirt and clasped her hands together:

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t know me, just call me Nana. Please advise, Watanabe~”

“…”

Except for Miki, he didn’t even call Kiyano Rin by name. What is this woman thinking.

“President Miyoshita, is there anything wrong with you?” Watanabe Toru did not pretend.

“Huh? Did you know me? So just now, you were deliberately teasing me?”

Miyashita Kakigami put his hands behind the skirt again, tilted his head slightly, With eyebrows bent into crescents, he smiled at Watanabe Toru and asked:

“Watanabe-kun, don’t you like me?”

“…you can’t be scared I, I have seen someone more narcissistic than you.”

“Cracking a joke again, there is an impossible person who is more narcissistic than me~” Gong Shita waved his hand with a look of unbelief.

“Do you know Kiyano Rin? That guy’s narcissism is hopeless.” Watanabe Toru said.

“It turns out that I was in the in mind of classmate Watanabe. This is the image.” The clear voice, accompanied by the awe-inspiring footsteps, gradually approached.

Watanabe Toru’s eyes are intent, and certainly not panic.

He looked at the president of the student council and continued: “Although he is narcissistic, Kiyano is indeed a rare beautiful girl. It is not too much to say that she is unique.”

” ?”

Watanabe Toru’s face suddenly collapsed, and he wanted to be more flustered.

Look carefully, Miyashita Kakigaki in front of you smiled very happily, while Kunai Shu and Saito Keisuke, both of them, kept winking at him, and their eyes were almost crooked.

Watanabe Toru slowly turned back and raised his gaze.

I don’t know when, not only Kiyano Rin, but also Kujo Eldest Young Lady.

Too late to think about the reasons why the two of them appeared here.

“Miki, listen to me…”

“The new student council president turned out to be you.” Kujo Miki looked at Miyashita, but stretched out his hand Watanabe Toru’s ears.

“Fortunately, I won the election.” Miyashita waved his hand humbly, “Kujo classmates show mercy, we can discuss what is going on at school, our family is not comparable to Kujo’s.”

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“There is nothing to discuss with you, just stay away from this guy.” While speaking, Kujo Miki glanced at Watanabe Toru whose ears were twisted by her.

Miyashita Nana glanced at Watanabe Toru with a painful expression and couldn’t help but laugh: “Of course, who doesn’t know now, Watanabe-kun is the future of Kujo’s family Where’s my son-in-law.”

Kujo Miki sneered, his head motionless, his cold gaze glanced at Kiyano Rin: “Isn’t there just one.”

“It hurts! Tap it!” Feeling the increasing intensity of the ears, Watanabe Toru yelled out exaggeratedly.

Kiyano Rin lifted the long hair on his shoulders and smiled indifferent expression.

“The Kujo family and the Kiyano family are about to break? Great!” Nana Miyoshita said happily, “the two companies need to cooperate in the future, please consider our Miyano family!”

“It’s nothing about your family.”

“Why is it okay to be whimsical, Miyashita Senior Sister, Kiyano’s affairs have nothing to do with me.”

“That’s it.” Miyoshita was a little disappointed. After seeing Watanabe Toru, his eyes lit up again, “Watanabe-kun, I can only ask you, can you please turn the two of them into Divine Soul upside down, and then break up!”

“Do you think I still have a chance? At the moment, I am powerless to defend himself.” Watanabe Toru pointed to the white and delicate hand on his ear.

Kujo Miki bends down.

That small and exquisite pretty face is attached to Watanabe Toru’s face.

“Are you not going to be powerless to defend himself, do you plan to do it?” The heat pouring from her soft lips hit Watanabe Toru’s ears.

“Kujo classmates,” Kiyano Rin looked at the two people who were about to stick together, “I said yesterday, “No revenge”, do you regret it today?”

“I If you remember correctly, you are not allowed to retaliate afterwards?” Kujo Miki glanced at her.

Kiyano Rin put his hand on his chin, lowered his head in thought, as if he was recalling what he said yesterday.

Three seconds later, she said, “This is also one of the manifestations of unconfidence, right? It must be recorded on the record of human observation.”

Kujo Miki squinted slightly , Let go of the hand twisting Watanabe Toru’s ear.

Watanabe Toru only then discovered that the Conference Hall, which was noisy just now, had already been absolutely silenced.

“What can I do, who made me like this bad guy so much.” Kujo Miki looked at Watanabe Toru tenderly and adjusted the tie position for him. “Whenever I think of someone trying to snatch me, I just It’s very uncomfortable.”

At first, the tone was quite gentle, but in the end, only the cold killing intent remained.

“Kujo classmate, you are uncomfortable. To me, it is something to be happy about.” Kiyano Rin replied with the same temperatureless smile.

Miyashita looked at the two people back and forth, and suddenly said with a smile: “Watanabe-kun, as a party, don’t you say a few words?”

This guy… ..

Watanabe Toru seemed to see the fox tail protruding from the back of the student union skirt.

“It’s been so long since the lunch break, let’s start the meeting quickly!” he said.

Nana Miyashita puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction because she didn’t get a satisfactory answer.

However, Kiyano Rin and Kujo Miki no longer plan to continue the argument. They sat in their seats, and she couldn’t help it.

Miyashita Nana returned to the top and looked at the number of people.

“The members of each class are all here, then we will start today’s meeting.”

“First of all, it’s about the specific planning of winter camping activities. Handed over to the Student Union before May.”

“Then the budget, if the event plan is passed, the budget…”

As it said above, the following small actions continued.

Watanabe Toru glared at Kunai Shu and Saito Keisuke, complaining that the two of them didn’t say aloud to remind themselves that they were encrypting their eyes.

Next, regardless of their ignorance and defense, he whispered to Kujo Miki next to him:

“Miki, why are you here?”

“If I don’t come, I won’t be able to learn the idiom’uniquely unique’.”

“…I admit, I confess, I believe that classmate Kiyano is very beautiful and can even talk to Miki You compare, so I just said, “It’s not too much to say it’s unique.””

“glib tongue.” Kujo Miki put his hand on his leg, this time it was really hard to twist.

“His—” Watanabe Toru leaned forward with pain in his upper body.

Because of the pain, he couldn’t help but extend the hand and pressed it on the leg of Kujo Miki wearing black tights.

Like a child who drank a bitter medicine and desperately ate sugar, he greedily kneaded his slender and well-proportioned legs.

Kunai Shu and Saito Keisuke couldn’t see the scenery under the table, and looked at Watanabe Toru, whose expression was painful to ecstasy, and looked at them with sympathy and mockery.

The meeting ended safely, and Kujo Miki didn’t seem to preside over the overall situation this time.

Last time, it was because Kujo mother suddenly wanted to come to the cultural festival, she took the initiative and did not allow the activities to be disorderly.

Kujo mother will definitely not participate in activities like winter camping, so it is reasonable for Kujo Miki not to interfere in the activities.

Summary: Kujo Miki serves as a committee member purely to stare at her boyfriend.

‘What did I do wrong? ‘

Watanabe Toru rubbed his thighs, which must have been red, and returned to the classroom.

After watching “Reminiscence Like a Grey Age” for a while, the lunch break was over and the fifth class began.

The fifth section is home economics class, and as of today, this section is tailoring.

The two classes are still closed, the second and fourth classes.

“Today’s task is to make a’bag’.” The elderly housekeeper Teacher, the voice is also very gentle.

“Shoulder bag, backpack, diagonal bag or hand bag, you can make whatever bag you want. After you finish it, ask me to stamp it, and then you can dismiss the get out of class first.”

Students in the two classes go forward and select the materials they like.

Teacher doesn’t care much. After explaining the topic, each minding their own business weaves sweaters for winter.

According to the girls in the class, almost all of the clothes for the housekeeping Teacher are made by themselves. The styles are simple and beautiful. Many girls want to learn from her.

Teacher No matter what, Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki are mixed together.

He chose the black fabric himself and helped her choose the big red.

Kujo Miki’s favorite red is not the kind of red that emphasizes color. It is simply, majestic, and non-feminine when worn on boys. It is her favorite.

“Do you know how to use a sewing machine?” Watanabe Toru asked her.

This is his first home economics class with Kujo Miki.

Class 2 and Class 4 closed, but Kujo Miki happened to be absent-either he didn’t come all day, or he went to the fourth quarter in the morning and left at noon.

“Learned some.” Kujo Miki took the cloth and drew lines on it with a pencil.

Watanabe Toru sat down next to her, his trousers rubbed his thigh, and the twisted place felt a little pain.

He looked around the classroom, everyone buried their heads behind the sewing machine, no one paid attention to their corner.

Watanabe Toru turned sideways, turned his back to the crowd, and secretly unbuttoned the leather.

Kujo Miki lifts the head when he hears the sound of the zipper.

She watched Watanabe Toru unzip the zipper, revealing her underwear, and staring at her thigh from there.

“Do you still have this hobby?” Kujo Miki glanced at him, mocking said with a smile.

“What fetish? Look, it’s all red!” Watanabe Toru whispered.

Kujo Miki glanced twice, stretched out his slender right hand, and lightly touched the red piece with his index finger.

“Does it hurt?”

“Of course, and it hurts very much!”

Kujo Miki rubbed it gently, warning in a cold tone: ” If you praise Kiyano Rin’s good looks, I will twist your legs purple next time.”

“Purple? The muscles are broken, right?”

“If you break your legs, please It’s chopped.”

“Don’t scare me.”

“Scare you?” Kujo Miki glanced at a certain position, “It doesn’t look like being scared Look like.”

“Extraordinary natural talent, not under control at all.”

Kujo Miki snorted contemptuously and reached out to hold it.

“Wait, wait, it won’t work there!” Watanabe Toru hurriedly pulled her, “For my good, and for your good, it’s really not good here.”

“Put the pants Put it on, who do you want to show it to?” Kujo Miki squeezed, then retracted his hand angrily.

“Go back and show it to you, who else can I show it to?” Watanabe Toru rubbed the reddish area again before pulling the zipper.

“If you dare to show this to others, I will make a hole from here.” With her small hand, she drew a semicircle on Watanabe Toru’s abdomen.

Just frame the pick-up inside.

“It was really scared this time.”

Kujo Miki glanced again: “Look at you, good-for-nothing.”

“You are scared, if you are not scared, you will all be scolded, next time you don’t ask me if I’m scared, just scold me.”

“Are you angry?” Kujo Miki amused I glanced at him, “This Young Lady will make you a bag, let’s say, what do you want?”

“The style is not important, the above must be embroidered with [Miki love toru], so… ….Um-tap it!”

“You dare to swindle me? Is this the state you should be scared of?”

“This is the second time It’s faster to recover. I blame Miki for being so cute.”

“Flavorful words, glib tongue.”

Kujo Miki operated the sewing machine with unexpected proficiency.

The movement of the fabric, the rhythm of the pedals, both sound pleasing.

“Really didn’t expect you to do this.” Watanabe Toru watched from the side.

“What do you think the rich are?” Kujo Miki seemed to be gentle when he was operating the sewing machine.

“I haven’t thought about it, but in my impression, at least It shouldn’t be a sewing machine.”

“The rich can indeed do a lot of things they like to do , But more things, not only to do, but also to do better than an ordinary person.”

Kujo Miki stopped the pedal and changed the direction of the fabric.

She went on to say: “This thing about sewing machines, I didn’t learn it specially. I learned some in the home economics class of elementary and middle school.”

Speaking of which, Kujo Miki paused and watched Eye Watanabe Toru: “This is the first time I sew something for someone else. When you go back today, you can kneel on the bed and thank me.”

“Kneel? How can this express my sincerity, I will This bag will last a lifetime.”

“No, just kneel.”

“Miki, you should be cracking a joke?” Watanabe Toru said.

“What did you say?”

“It must be cracking a joke!”

Kujo Miki glanced at him and continued to sew the backpack.