I Loaded The Dating Sim

Watanabe Toru cleaned up his curled hair, and breakfast was ready.

“Toru, you go upstairs and ask Miki to get up.” Mother Watanabe brought breakfast to the table while instructing her son.

Watanabe Toru thinks of Kujo Miki’s usual mood of getting up, and the habit of not keeping breakfast at home.

“I’ll serve her up,” he said.

“Eating in the room?” Watanabe asked in surprise, “Then I will keep it for her, and wait until she gets up and eat it.”

“Don’t bother .”

For breakfast, there are hot milk, toast with strawberry jam, omelette with salt, various vegetable soups, and scones.

Watanabe Toru put these on the wooden dinner plate, cautiously upstairs.

“Miki, have breakfast.”

Walking into the bedroom, Kujo Miki curled up in the quilt.

The bed of Kiyano Rin, which was next to it, has been put away and placed neat and tidy in a cabinet.

Watanabe Toru knelt down on Kujo Miki’s pillow with the dinner plate.

She only covers a small part of the large quilt, and she holds the rest in her arms.

Under his head, there is a corner of the quilt pillow.

“Miki?” He bent down and combed her stay in the sea.

Kujo Miki’s flawless profile is shining in the morning light that sneaks in through the window.

Watanabe Toru points her finger to the center of her brow, and slides along the perfect curve of the bridge of her nose to the tip of her nose.

It seems itchy, Kujo Miki rubbed his nose on the quilt, and made a slight dissatisfaction in his mouth.

Watanabe Toru couldn’t help but smile.

He squeezed her delicate and pretty face: “Get up, eat dinner and then go to bed.”

“Uh-” This means not to eat, don’t bother me .

“I brought it for you, you can sit up and eat.”

Kujo Miki did not move.

In order to finish work quickly and go back to her hometown with Watanabe Toru, she probably didn’t sleep well the past few days.

Watanabe Toru put the dinner plate by his feet, held Kujo Miki with both hands, and took her into his arms.

“Hmm—”What does this mean, it’s so annoying, it’s cold.

Watanabe Toru let her lean in his arms, then pulled the quilt over and covered her.

“Come on, drink hot milk first.”

A few seconds after he picked up the hot milk from the plate, Kujo Miki was almost asleep in his arms.

Watanabe Toru passed the cup to her mouth for a while before she took a sip.

Put down the milk and use chopsticks to break the fried egg.

“Fried eggs, ah–“

Kujo Miki closed his eyes, ate the fried eggs into his mouth, and then chewed while preparing to fall asleep.

Seeing that her chewing is almost done, Watanabe Toru brought up steaming vegetable soup.

I picked up a piece of white radish that was soaked in the soup, blew it twice, and prepared to feed it to Kujo Miki in his arms.

Before the white radish reached his lips, only to smell it, Kujo Miki turned his face away and buried it in his arms.

“Don’t want white radish?”

“…” did not speak.

Watanabe Toru ate the white radish by himself and picked up the soft-boiled carrot.

“This time it’s carrots, it’s sweet, come on, ah—”

Kujo Miki took a small bite and left the rest half.

Watanabe Toru threw the half-missing carrot into his mouth.

“My beautiful Princess, noble Queen, and soup next.” Watanabe Toru blew into the bowl.

The hot white mist floated out of the bowl, and the room seemed to warm up.

Kujo Miki was not disgusted with the soup and drank three sips in a row.

“The next dish, toast.” Watanabe Toru tore off the soft white part, “The sauce is homemade jam, it’s delicious.”

Kujo Miki ate the toast into his mouth, her cherry-colored lips squirming mechanically.

“One more sip of milk!”

“Well, Miki is so good, and then toast again!”

“With another sip of vegetables, nutritious Balance!”

Half of the toast was eaten, all the vegetables were bitten, and the rest was eaten by Watanabe Toru.

At this time, Kujo Miki closed his eyes all the way, and leaned his head on Watanabe Toru’s chest.

“Next is the fragrant scones, freshly baked~”

Watanabe Toru tears apart the thin scones.

The heat contained in the scones was released at once, and the aroma of the flour after being roasted by the charcoal fire also escaped.

He threw a small piece into his mouth first.

“Yeah, it’s delicious.”

Feed a little bit to Kujo Miki, eat it; give it a second bite, no more.

He tore the remaining scones into small pieces and soak them in vegetable soup.

Wait for them to soak up the soup and feed Kujo Miki with a spoon.

While she was chewing, Watanabe Toru noticed that her long eyelashes were sticking to her white porcelain skin.

It should be because of the tears that appeared because of sleepiness.

Kujo Miki is such a lost self-control, fresh, impudent, and relaxed look, probably only Watanabe Toru has seen it.

He held the hand of the spoon, straightened his little finger, and gently raised his eyelashes.

Do this little thing, Kujo Miki’s mouth has stopped chewing, and he feeds again.

When breakfast is mostly wiped out, Kujo Miki will not eat anything to feed him, just bury his face in his arms.

Watanabe Toru put the bowls and chopsticks away, put her back on the bed, and covered the quilt.

“Sleep well, after waking up, I will take you to the village.”

Whisper in her ear, and can’t help kissing on her soft lips, Watanabe Toru Then he left the room with the dinner plate.

The awake person is gone, and the bedroom is quiet again.

After a while, the sleeping person wrapped the quilt tighter and buried his face in the quilt.

At the window, in the light beams of the winter morning, the dust entangled with each other.

Watanabe Toru returns to the living room.

Watanabe mother and Kiyano Rin, the two ate slowly.

Father Watanabe had eaten a separate breakfast and left before Watanabe Toru sent the letter.

As the New Year’s Eve approaches, the delivery work gets busier. He can only rest on New Year’s Eve.

On the stove, scones were bulging into balls, and the kettle was steaming.

“Did Miki ate?” Watanabe Mother asked.

“Hmm.” Watanabe Toru put the plate in the sink.

Mother Watanabe got up and walked to the stove, punctured the bulging scones. After confirming it, she picked it up with a tong and placed it in the Watanabe Toru plate.

Watanabe Toru sat down at the table.

“Aunt is very nice to Watanabe-san.” Kiyano Rin said with a smile.

The scones I just made on the table are not hot enough anymore.

Watanabe Toru tore open the scones that had just been taken from the stove, looked at his mother, and said to Kiyano Rin:

“I just came back the past few days. If you look at it again, there is no food to eat.”

“What nonsense!” Mother Watanabe denied.

Watanabe Toru has a bite of scones and a bite of soup.

“Got it?” He raised an eyebrow at Kiyano Rin.

“Understood.” Kiyano Rin nodded, who can see through lies, “but you do like talking nonsense.”

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Aunt, do you know what Watanabe-san is like at school?”

“I often talked on the phone with Teacher Koizumi and said that I did very well.”

“Teacher Koizumi really Poor.” Kiyano Rin sighed for Koizumi Ao. “Aunt, Watanabe-san usually stares at it all day…”

“Look at the blackboard!” Watanabe Toru did not have soup. After drinking, she interrupted her quickly, “I’m staring at the blackboard, don’t you, R-san?”

Kiyano Rin looked away from Mother Watanabe, smiled and looked over: “Am I still talking nonsense, Du Classmate Bian?”

“Nonsense, I’m talking nonsense.”

R Sang raised the smile of the winner.

“Mom, Tokyo women bullied me.” Watanabe Toru asked an adult.

Mother Watanabe smiled happily, and said to Kiyano Rin:

“Rin, I will trouble you to watch Xiaotoor at school in the future, what’s the matter with me? Say.”

“Okay, Aunt.”

“Let’s exchange contact information.”

“Um.”

Looking at the two who not only exchanged emails but also added line friends, Watanabe Toru felt worried about the future when he thought that Kiyano Rin never lied.

Although I didn’t do anything illegal, there are some things—for example, seeing Kiyano Rin’s legs. This kind of thing is completely unnecessary for parents to know!

Not only did these two people exchange lines, Mother Watanabe also pulled Kiyano Rin into the Watanabe family.

Watanabe Toru thought for a while and pulled in Kujo Miki who was still sleeping upstairs.

The number of people in the family has changed from three to five.

Watanabe Toru looked at this number and thought of Mai Asuka Senior Sister in Tokyo. Maybe one day in the future, this number will become six?

I don’t know what his parents would think of him at that time…

Before this, he may have been humanely destroyed by Kujo Miki, no, impossible is humane destruction. The easy way to die should be slaughtered.

The word’slaughter’ always feels like pig and sheep.

After breakfast, Mother Watanabe cleaned up the dishes.

“Little Toru, you go to Yoshida’s house and help me get the blessings. I will go out soon.”

“Okay.”

Fukujinzuke, a pickle made from seven kinds of vegetables with seasonings.

“I’ll go together too.” Kiyano Rin said.

“Alright, just take a turn and show you the scenery of the countryside.”

Kiyano Rin wore a sweater and long skirt without changing clothes, and walked towards the entrance with Watanabe Toru.

While putting on the shoes, Watanabe Toru was taken aback.

“What’s wrong?” Kiyano Rin asked.

“Nothing.” Watanabe Toru put on his shoes, “Let’s go.”

Before breakfast, the son casually said to Mother that his feet are a little cold. After breakfast, the son A layer of plush cushion has been added to the shoes.

The two left Watanabe’s house and went to the small road in the village.

Except for the neighbor next door, the one that is farthest from Watanabe’s house will take three or four minutes to walk.

The morning air is full of silence.

In the canal, the stream is gurgling, making a pleasant sound.

All around are farmland, the roots of straw are still left in it.

The two people walked side by side in such a rural scenery.

“In June and July, there is a large field of hydrangea.” Watanabe Toru pointed to a ridge.

Kiyano Rin took a look there, pondered then said:

“I have seen in many literature books, shouldn’t the country’s ridges be planted with broad beans? How to plant them? What about useless hydrangea?”

“Fava beans are also planted. There are more soybeans, but that is all in the past. Now there are fewer people and a lot of farmland is deserted.”

“It has been for many years.” Kiyano Rin nodded, “They are all books from the Showa period.”

The two walked through the ridge that will be full of hydrangea in June, next to each other, It is a plastic greenhouse.

Out-of-season vegetables are grown in the greenhouse.

There are three ridges in total, one ridge of tomatoes, one ridge of eggplant, and the remaining ridge, full of coriander, green pepper, garlic seedlings, etc.

Watanabe Toru left the path, crossed the canal, stepped into the dirt, opened the shed and walked in.

“This is your house?” Kiyano Rin followed in, looking around in a novel way.

“No.”

Watanabe Toru picked two red tomatoes, wiped them casually, and handed one to Kiyano Rin.

“Isn’t that stealing?” Kiyano Rin looked at the cute tomato in his hand.

“In our Mizawa Village,” Watanabe Toru took a big bite, revealing the red flesh and yellow seeds, “This is a symbol of good neighbor relations, and we only took two.”

“It’s the same as if you had a driver’s license in Mizawa Village?”

“By analogy, smart!” Watanabe Toru praised.

Kiyano Rin sighed: “I really hope that a policeman can teach you a lesson.”

“Do you think the police do not steal? Every time that guy comes to our village, he rides a broken Bicycle. Stop by the side of the road and pick cucumbers in the field. Don’t think that every time you take one, it’s not a steal.”

Kiyano Rin didn’t eat tomatoes, took out his cell phone, and squatted to give the tomatoes hanging on the branches. , Eggplant photos.

“Isn’t it a symbol of good neighbor relationship? Why did you steal it again?” She asked while filming.

“He is not from our village.”

Watanabe Toru has eaten the tomatoes, and the fruit stems are thrown directly into the ground.

Wait for Lord Kiyano, who has never seen the world before, after taking coriander from various angles, the two closed the door of the greenhouse and continued walking.

“This village is barren but not declining.” Kiyano Rin looked at the sun rising from the mountain.

“Well, it’s just like my house: old, but not broken.” Watanabe Toru also looked at the distant mountains.

“What is summer like?”

“The eyes are full of fresh green, and the cuckoos crowing in the mountains.”

“Is there no bonito?” Kiyano Rin retracted Look, look at Watanabe Toru.

Watanabe Toru also retracted his gaze, and the two smiled at each other.

This is a haiku by Yamaguchi Sudang: the eyes are full of fresh green, the cuckoos in the mountains scream, and the bonito is fresh in early summer.

“You don’t know what the hell.” Watanabe Toru said unwillingly.

“If you want to surpass me in literature, you can read my eight-meter-high home library first.” Kiyano Rin covered his mouth and laughed.

“Come slowly, it will take a long time anyway.”

“So, in your own words, what is the summer in Sawamura like?”

“Well…monotonous cicadas, intermittent wind bells.”

“‘Monotone, intermittent’, although it sounds good, but it’s the same as just now’ The eyes are full of fresh green, and the cuckoos in the mountains scream and look desolate in comparison.”

“Can it not be desolate?” Watanabe Toru explained, “Do you think the country is comfortable? Occasionally living in is justified. People with neon lights in the city, this is a ghost place.”

“Forget it, don’t talk about this.” Watanabe Toru pointed to the valley at the end of the road and continued, “Go through there and you can see the sea. I will take you to see it in two days.”

“So, this is actually a village by the sea?” When Kiyano Rin remembered, it was indeed the sea.

“en? Makes sense!” Watanabe Toru right hand clenched a fist, hammering in the palm of his left hand, “So I am not a child in the mountains, but a child by the sea.”

Kiyano Rin used “What are you thinking about writing all day?” stared at him.

while speaking, the two went to Yoshida’s house.

The layout is similar to Watanabe’s house, with concrete paths, mud vestibules, and quaint traditional buildings.

The difference is that there is a seedling tractor parked in the warehouse.

“It’s Toru!” Aunt Yoshida’s voice is very nice.

“Aunt Yoshida.” Watanabe Toru greeted, “This is my friend from a school in Tokyo, Kiyano Rin.”

“Aunt Yoshida, good morning.” Kiyano Rin holds a tomato Fold your hands in front of your lower abdomen, bowing slightly.

“What friend? A girlfriend!” Aunt Yoshida was affirmed and said to Kiyano Rin with a smile, “Rin is so beautiful!”

“… My girlfriend is sleeping at home.” Watanabe Toru explained patiently.

“Huh? You have two girlfriends?!”

“…My mother asked me to pick up the blessings.”

“Fukushen stains? Oh, there is such a thing, I already put them in the bottle.”

Aunt Yoshida went to the house to get the blessings stains, and said to Watanabe Toru: “Today I am going to dig winter bamboo shoots. Would you like to come here?”

“Okay.” Watanabe Toru looked at the second floor, “Reiko Teacher is still sleeping?”

“After the school’s winter vacation, it is noon Stay in bed!” Aunt Yoshida was angry when she talked about her daughter.

Watanabe Toru, who also woke up at noon before, said that in order for Reiko to change, he needs to go to Tokyo and then meet Kujo Miki.

When I got home, it was only eight o’clock.