I Loaded The Dating Sim

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When Kujo Miki woke up, Watanabe Toru was no longer visible in the house.

The beautiful and noble pupils are like jewels, he glanced at his side, then closed his eyes again.

The retro-style interior and historic furniture decoration seem to have lost its charm, turned black and white, and weathered.

“Miki, my Miki, have you gotten up?” A faint call, gradually approaching footsteps.

The world suddenly had colors, the furniture was brilliant, and the bed’s residual temperature was just right.

The singing of birds in the early morning came from the courtyard, and the May sun came in softly.

She didn’t speak.

She pretended to be asleep.

Waiting for the teenager who called her name to wake her up.

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Watanabe Toru ran around the house twice, broke a rose in the garden, and returned to the bedroom.

Kujo Miki lay gracefully on the soft bed.

Gorgeous black hair, exquisite face, and white arms are as bright as the moon last night.

Pretending to be sleeping.

Kujo Miki’s sleeping position is very childish.

Watanabe Toru walked over, put the rose on the tip of her beautiful nose, and he leaned in to smell it.

From face to face, there is only the morning rose.

The petals swept across the nose and itchy, Kujo Miki eyes opened.

The gaze blended, Watanabe Toru said:

“Miki, I love you.”

Kujo Miki glanced at him, then looked down at the rose, and asked him what was going on with his eyes.

“Picked in the garden. I promised to send you a rose every day, no less for a day.”

“This is a May rose.” Kujo Miki looked at the delicate petals of the rose.

“May rose blooming in May? Good name.”

“Called the Queen of Flowers.”

“The best match for you.”

“It is rich in vitamins and natural pigments, which can improve endocrine and skin loss, freshen the body fragrance and keep the figure. In addition, it can also prevent wrinkles, ruddy complexion, and make people young and beautiful.”

“The rose has so many functions? Isn’t it appreciated?”

“Where did you pick it?” Kujo Miki asked.

“In the yard.”

“Fool, my mother planted it to take a bath.”

Watanabe Toru look at the flowers, look at Kujo Miki, which is more beautiful than flowers.

“In other words, we two are smelling your mother’s bath water?”

After a short pause, Watanabe Toru couldn’t help laughing.

Kujo Miki first looked at him coldly, and finally laughed himself.

Watanabe Toru threw the flower to the end of the bed, and they hugged each other across the quilt.

“Come in and sleep a little longer.” Kujo Miki patted Watanabe Toru on the back.

“Okay.” Watanabe Toru let go of her and began to undress.

“Don’t take it off.”

“Yes, my Queen.”

Watanabe Toru lifted the quilt and got in with half of his upper body clothes off.

When eating in the morning, Kujo mother looked at Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki walking in side by side, and couldn’t help but admire.

Handsome man and Jiao Qianjin.

The more she looks, the more satisfied she is with Watanabe Toru.

Smart, handsome, and funny, looking at my daughter’s appearance, the bed matters are also very good.

“Miki is becoming more and more feminine. Hurry up and teach mother how to do it?” She said with a smile.

Kujo Miki glanced at Watanabe Toru and asked him to answer.

“Smell your bath water every morning.” Watanabe Toru said.

“Bath water?” Kujo mother was stunned and looked suspiciously towards Kujo Miki who was ‘pressing Watanabe Toru coldly’.

Kujo Miki walked to the long table and sat down, picking up the knife and fork, and saying:

“Early in the morning, he picked a May rose and put it on my face, and proudly showed it off.”

“May rose? In the yard?” Kujo mother asked curiously.

“Hmm.”

“That’s not me…” Kujo mother reacted and giggled, “This child, it’s not good to pick flowers!”

Her voice is full of vitality, and I don’t know whether it is the effect of the May Rose or the beauty cream.

“Please don’t say anything, besides, I’m going to play Young Master’s temper and skip breakfast!” Watanabe Toru smiled and sat down opposite Kujo Miki.

The two looked at each other affectionately with smiling eyes.

The table was filled with colorful flowers, and the three of them ate breakfast happily.

Enjoying a perfect breakfast, the two left Kujo’s mansion.

Kujo Miki goes to work, Watanabe Toru goes to school, preparing to participate in the selection meeting of the wind club.

Today is Saturday. There is no need to arrive at school early or practice the oboe as hard as last year. Watanabe Toru arrived leisurely ten minutes before the start of the audition.

At this time, among the more than 100 people in the wind club, the earliest one had been practicing for three hours.

The corridor on the third floor of the community building was crowded with people, some practicing, and the first batch preparing for interviews.

They were already nervous, but when they saw Watanabe Toru, they became nervous-this indicates that the selection is about to begin.

“Watanabe-kun, good morning.”

“Good morning.”

People keep greeting him.

The personal assault last year has long since disappeared with ‘Watanabe Toru showed his unrivaled playing skills time and time again,’ after game after game.

Many people even guessed Watanabe Toru’s original intention in doing that.

After all, he was not that kind of person before, and he has never done anything like that since.

“Senior, Watanabe Senior!” Maori Horikita took the reed from her mouth and leaped over.

“How are you preparing?”

Watanabe Toru looked at the reed in her hand and remembered the days when she made her own reed by the window after school last year.

“Not at all.” Horikita Maui said bitterly.

“Look more at what I mentioned about you, and look at the ensemble that deserves attention.”

“en! I know! I will work hard, and I will not let Senior down!”

“Just be worthy of yourself.”

Watanabe Toru stopped chatting and walked into the music classroom.

The normally empty classroom full of stools and music stands.

Three stools, two desks, and a music stand are placed in the center.

Two tables are used by Watanabe Toru and Kiyano Rin, and the music stand is used for the staff who participated in the selection.

Kiyano Rin is already sitting at a desk, writing something on the score with a pencil.

The empty music classroom, only the rustle of her writing on paper.

“Good morning, classmate Kiyano.” Watanabe Toru walked over and sat beside her with a light and sweet fragrance.

“Good morning.”

“What are you writing?”

“An important node for each instrument.”

“I’m so serious when I’m just helping.”

Kiyano Rin didn’t answer him, sometimes he was contemplative, and sometimes sketched on the score, writing “clarine, bass clarinet, flute, oboe” and other instrument names between the notes.

That should be the section where each instrument will be assessed.

If you know the content of the assessment one month in advance, I don’t know if it can be used to trade with the girls in the wind club and let them buy drinks.

Watanabe Toru thought about meaningless things, and soon it was time for selection.

Bronze in the morning, woodwind and percussion in the afternoon. The first part of the selection is the Euphonium.

There are no third-grade members for the Euphonium. The first one to participate is the second-grade Ichiki Aoi.

She walked in nervously, sat across from them nervously, and put the wrinkled sheet music on the music stand.

“Please report your grade, name, and responsible instrument.” Kiyano Rin said.

Clearly the classmates in the same class, she still follows the process meticulously.

Kiyano Rin will never show mercy because of a good relationship, letting Ichiki Aoi’s younger generations or subordinates introduce himself very respectfully.

“Tuning?” Kiyano Rin’s voice was flat.

“Already adjusted!”

“Specify the thirty-second bar of the song. Blow until I stop, let’s start.”

“Yes!”

Ichiki Aoi fiercely took two breaths fiercely, picked up the Euphonium on the pleated skirt of his knees, took a third deep breath, and then pressed his lips to the mouthpiece.

The vigorous euphonium sound shakes the air in the music classroom in early May.

Watanabe Toru listened quietly.

Ichiki Aoi’s tone is very similar to Asuka’s Early-Stage.

“That’s it.” Kiyano Rin said suddenly.

Ichiki Aoi’s mind is blank, and he can only follow the instructions foolishly to put down the instrument.

“The Euphonium is characterized by its soft tone, but with deep reverberation, Ichiki, please think about it when you go back.”

“Yes!” After subconsciously answering, Ichiki Aoi’s face turned pale.

This is, lost? A color of self-doubt appeared on her face.

Looking at her, she is a classmate after all, Watanabe Toru said:

“Congratulations, classmate Ichiki.”

“…Huh?” Ichiki Aoi stared at Watanabe Toru vigorously, remembering that it was Kiyano Rin that had the final say, so he looked towards Kiyano Rin nervously.

“The results will be announced at noon.” Kiyano Rin said coldly, “Please call the next one in.”

“Ah, yes!”

Ichiki Aoi puts away the score, and walks towards the classroom door without being able to step on it.

“It’s okay to tell her in advance, right?”

“How did you know she passed?”

“I don’t know you yet? I only say a few more things about things that I care about. For example, I am the most scolded by you.”

“Believe oneself infallible, I scold you because you should scold.”

Listening to the conversation between the two behind him, Ichiki Aoi finally felt the thickness of the wooden floor under his feet.

Passed!

She held the instrument and music score, but she opened the classroom door very neatly.

The Euphonium is all over and there is a 15-minute break. However, except for Watanabe Toru and Kiyano Rin, only Ichiki Aoi, who has confirmed that he has passed, can rest.

The rest, including the euphonium members who have already interviewed, are all very nervous.

Watanabe Toru propped his chin and stared out of the window.

You can vaguely hear the shouts of sports clubs such as the baseball club and the athletics club, and everyone is cheering for the game.

He turned his head and said to Kiyano Rin who was writing the qualified list:

“I heard that when you were a kid, you won the boxing game all afternoon, so Miki pushed the swing all afternoon?”

“What did she tell you?”

“Her mother.”

Kiyano Rin nodded.

“Are you good at guessing?” Watanabe Toru continued.

“I only guessed punches with Kujo Miki, I don’t know if I am good at it or not.”

Watanabe Toru didn’t have the hand supporting his head, and made a fist and reached between the two.

“Those who have lost, have dinner at noon today,” he said.

“Did you bring any change?” Kiyano Rin put down his pen, “On Valentine’s Day, you have not paid me back the money I advanced.”

“Very confident.” Watanabe Toru sat upright and rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform. “It’s a pity that you are the one who treats you, so you should think about whether you have any change.”

Sunlight came in through the gap formed by the white curtains, Watanabe Toru was backlit, and they gently shone on Kiyano Rin’s face.

After the first game.

“Two wins in three games are fine.” Watanabe Toru said proudly.

“No.” After a short pause, Kiyano Rin said, “Betting on dinner again.”

“I appreciate your courage to admit failure.”

“Heh.” Kiyano Rin sneered.

The second sentence is still Watanabe Toru’s victory.

“Oh.” The winner let out a sad sigh.

“Come again.”

“Tomorrow’s lunch?”

“You didn’t send roses today, did you? I forgive you if I win.”

“You are really grudges, you have to be careful in the future.”

“For your personality, I wrote “Always be wary of that woman Kiyano” on the first page of the diary. “

“You guessed it wrong, I wrote “No matter when and where, be careful R Sang”. “

Speaking, the fourth game was decided.

Watanabe Toru’s big slender hand is a fist, and Kiyano Rin’s white slender hand is a scissors.

“Come again.” Kiyano Rin expressionless, “You won, I forgive you for writing bad words in your diary; I won, give me your diary.”

“The stakes seem to be disproportionate, but forget it, rock paper scissors.”

In the fifth game, the winner continued his victory.

Kiyano Rin looked at Watanabe Toru carefully, staring at his face unscrupulously.

That’s a handsome face that you don’t need to do anything, any woman will fall in love with it when she stares.

“Are you cheating?” she said.

“No.” Watanabe Toru answered with a smile, staring at her face the same.

“It all depends on luck?”

“Yes.”

“Lies.”

“I just react quickly. When you punch, I can see clearly what you come up with.”

Kiyano Rin took the sheet music, turned his back, and wrote something on it.

Next, she turned around and said to Watanabe Toru: “What I want to publish has been written down, what did you make?”

“Also bring this?”

“This time the bet is all the previous bets. I won. All the previous bets count as I won.”

“Then you lost?” Watanabe Toru asked curiously, “This time the bet is so big, classmate Kiyano, what are you going to use for the bet?”

“If I lose…” Kiyano Rin groaned for a while, then raised a little thumb like jade stone.

Watanabe Toru looked at her suspiciously.

“I allow you to touch the little finger of God Kiyano.”

“…” Watanabe Toru pressed her hand, “You come here less.”

His palm briefly touched Kiyano Rin’s smooth and smooth back of hand.

Late night after a dance party last year, he briefly hugged her slender waist through the clothes;

At Kyoto Station, across her costume, both of his hands are resting on her curvy shoulders.

Just now, he touched her body for the first time.

Warm and tender, smooth and delicate, gentle and stable.

The feeling of hand and the slight body temperature left Watanabe Toru’s heartstrings touched and paralyzed, and then it was all warm.

“I agree to your bet,” he said.

“I obviously have a girlfriend, but playing this game with me is really nasty.” Kiyano Rin pressed the back of his touched hand.

“Well, dirty.”

“It’s still vulgar.”

“Vulgar, too vulgar.” Watanabe Toru scolded herself with her.

The touch on the back of Kiyano Rin’s hand still lingers in his heart, unable to leave for a long time.

At that moment, he was willing to give everything to keep this feeling alive.

Kiyano Rin looked at Watanabe Toru’s bright and clear eyes. At this moment, watching her became bright.

She put her touched hand on her knee: “Say, what are you doing?”

Watanabe Toru extend the hand palm, slowly making a fist.

“Stone?” Kiyano Rin confirmed.

Finally, Watanabe Toru popped out his index finger and ring finger, and compared it with a scissor hand in front of his right eye.

“Scissors.” He said.

“…” Kiyano Rin stopped speaking, and clasped the hand he had touched.

The two sat close together, as if they were at the same table, Watanabe Toru, with good ears, could hear the sound of her heart beating peng peng.

“Forget it, it’s a stone.” When Watanabe Toru said this, he had already got rid of the girl’s infatuation.

The more and more dangerous magic power disappeared into the clear May sky with the shouts of the sports club outside the window.

“I won.” Kiyano Rin showed him the sheet music and wrote “cloth” in the blank space in the corner.

“Lunch and dinner, I will invite. Diary, when will I give it to you?”

“I will go with you at the end, lest you make changes secretly.”

“Okay, listen to you.”

The rest time is over, Kiyano Rin is sitting right up, Watanabe Toru also put down his sleeves.

“Watanabe-san.”

“en?”

“Not only are you vulgar, but also timid.”

“…please call this singleness.”

“A single lover of two lovers?”

“How did you know?!” Watanabe Toru remembered that he hadn’t told her about Koizumi Aina.

“What do you do I don’t know?”

“Where can I read my diary?!”