I Loaded The Dating Sim

To

“pa ta .”

Watanabe Toru eyes opened, and what you see is the blue sky with rolling white clouds.

The sky has been clear since morning. After noon, a few clouds floated from somewhere, but the sun was still bright.

He lowered his head slightly, and Kujo Miki snuggled in his arms.

Gently stroked her delicate face, picked up a strand of hair, and scratched her neck.

“Hmm–” Kujo Miki made a slight dissatisfaction.

She twisted her body and pressed Watanabe Toru closer, her face buried in his arms.

Watanabe Toru put her right hand on her thin waist, and took her right hand with her left hand.

Kujo Miki’s five slender fingers, with red and thin nails like petals, under the warm sun, the hands are almost transparent, slender and delicate.

Watanabe Toru is like massaging a baby’s hand, holding her hand for a while and releasing it for a while.

After a short while, Kujo Miki woke up.

She glanced at Watanabe Toru, closed her eyes again, and slept in his arms, still letting him play with his hands.

“Don’t sleep.” Watanabe Toru patted her right hand on her waist, preparing to get up.

Kujo Miki put a leg on him and Watanabe Toru had to lie down again.

His lips pressed against her faintly scented hair: “What’s the matter?”

“I haven’t been sleeping well recently.” Kujo Miki closed his eyes.

Watanabe Toru remembered this morning, she did wake up early.

He wondered if it was because of Mai Asuna and Koizumi Aina.

Kujo Miki can make such a decision, he must have thought about it countless times and thought about it at night.

He didn’t ask, he just hugged her tightly.

After a long silence, Kujo Miki’s deep voice came:

“After knowing that you have lovers, I want to kill them directly. It is obviously very simple, but I have been unable to do it, hesitating, and worried that you will leave me.”

“No,” Watanabe Toru said.

No matter what Kujo Miki did, even if they hated each other, he would not allow her to leave.

The two had a relationship, and she was his for the rest of her life.

“One night later, I had a dream. I dreamt that I was sitting in the car and saw you and Kiyano Rin walking on the road talking and laughing.”

Kujo Miki did not continue.

Why did you have that dream, because of the gap between my heart and Watanabe Toru? until now A manifestation of worry?

Whether the dream ends here, and how she feels after waking up from the dream, she didn’t say at all.

Watanabe Toru didn’t ask anything, just squeezed her hand, put her arm around her waist, and whispered and firmly said in her ear:

“Miki, I will always love you.”

“What if the dream happened?”

“I don’t know what happened in the dream, but even at the meeting point of our lives, only you looked at me in the car. Since then, there has been no contact, like two perpendicular lines that only meet once in a lifetime. I I will follow the line and return to the meeting point to find you.”

“Go on.”

“Look for you, thousands of times absolutely.”

“Say a little more.”

“When the time comes, you are still a straight line. I become a wavy line. Do you know the ECG? Up and down, up and down, constantly intersect with your straight line, and the last two lines become one line.”

“Isn’t that dead? What an analogy.” Kujo Miki slapped Watanabe Toru on the chest and sat up.

Watanabe Toru looked at her rejuvenated face and smiled: “You must die as a thread. See how much I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“No, I love you more.”

“I won’t let you raise those two women, would you love me?”

“That also loves you, I love you more now, twice as much as you love me.”

“Isn’t the depth of love impossible to describe in words?”

“What’s the point? Why not? Who said that? I will kill him tonight.”

Kujo Miki’s charming and noble eyes, fiercely gave Watanabe Toru a white.

The two stood up, only two of them were left on the hillside.

Watanabe Toru bent over to pick up the drawing board in the grass. The “pa ta” he heard just now was the sound of the drawing board being blown down by the wind.

Kujo Miki threw himself on his back.

Watanabe Toru hooked her leg, straightened up, and smiled and said:

“Suddenly jumped over and fell carefully. This is a hillside, so I just rolled down.”

“Are you going to roll with the elder sister on the hillside where the wildflowers are blooming?” Kujo Miki bit Watanabe Toru’s ear and laughed and flirted with her undulating voice.

“Okay.”

The blue sky, the white cumulus clouds, the hillside full of wildflowers, Watanabe Toru holding a drawing board, and Kujo Miki who wants to roll on his back, walking on the high ridges.

Back to the campsite, Kiyano Rin and his two wives were painting towards the mountain top lake. The two wives held a paintbrush in their right hand and fruits in their left hands.

Kiyano Rin struggled to scrape the weeds on the drawing board with a palette knife.

The gust of wind just now blew her drawing board down.

“You came just right!” Mrs. Kujo said to the two people who came down from the hillside, “You take a boat to the middle of the lake and model for us.”

Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki got on the boat and rowed towards the middle of the lake.

“Your mother can really call people, just like you.”

“Don’t you like it?”

“Like your mother? Until now, I don’t lie to you, I feel normal to her.”

Kujo Miki kicked him.

At the middle of the lake, Watanabe Toru let go of the oars, and still swims on the blue sky and white clouds in the lake by a small boat.

“Are we just sitting here stupid?” Watanabe Toru asked.

“You made me get up.” Kujo Miki said dissatisfied.

“I mean, can I kiss you, Miki, my beautiful Princess?”

“Will you really love me forever?”

“I swear,” Watanabe Toru slowly approached and said in his deep and gentle voice, “Swear to the blue sky and to the mountain top lake, I, Watanabe Toru, will always love Kujo Miki.”

He put his left arm around Kujo Miki, put his right hand on her shoulder, and looked at the delicate little face that was slightly raised.

Kujo Miki closes his eyes.

The sun fell on her face.

The cold and soft lips touched the breath of Watanabe Toru.

Her heart looks like sinking into the bottom of a clear lake, and like flying into the blue sky with white clouds.

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By the lake, with the camping lights, Watanabe Toru admires the oil painting with him and Kujo Miki as the background.

Five people are sitting around the table with a charcoal fire in the middle. There are grilling nets on the charcoal fire. The grilling nets contain corn, sausages, asparagus, shrimps, skewers and so on.

The bonfire is burning on the side, and the fire star rises like rain and mist.

“How about, Watanabe-kun?” Mrs. Kiyano pouted her crystal small mouth, eating grilled asparagus worried about being scalded.

“It’s the realm that I can’t reach anyway.” Watanabe Toru put down the painting admiringly.

“Don’t be humble,” Kiyano Rin ate a thin roast beef, “You ape is also very good.”

“That’s true.” Watanabe Toru picked up a bunch of meat, bit his teeth, tugged, chewed, and the grease exploded in his mouth, “I think I am the first to draw ape-man.”

“Draw ape-man?” Mrs. Kujo said curiously.

“It means ugly.” Kujo Miki ate a skewers of meat, green peppers, corn, and asparagus.

“Just say ugly, what ugly is it? It’s painting ugliness, not human ugliness.” Watanabe Toru protested.

The two wives laughed.

“Watanabe-kun,” Mrs. Kiyano’s lips were still burned. “We drew a picture. Would you like to praise your talent?”

“Are you sure you want me to sing?” Watanabe Toru looked at the crowd and said with a smile.

“Never mind singing!” Everyone refused.

“I thought about it.” Watanabe Toru put down the skewers and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

He walked to the lake and folded a leaf to make a flute.

He sat back in his seat: “When I was in my hometown, I saw Sawamura playing the grass flute Number One Person.”

“You’re the only one blowing, right?” Kujo Miki said.

“Nonsense, all the children in the village play! Okay.” Watanabe Toru put the flute on his lips.

The long grass flute full of nostalgia erases the surrounding sounds, Heaven and Earth, the lake, everything returns to silence.

Under the bright moonlight, the sound of grass flutes, the sound of bonfire burning, and the lake beating against the shore, these three sounds interweave into a soft melody.

At the end of the song, the four applauded gently.

“It sounds good.” Mrs. Kiyano praised.

“Why is it the Kamikawa school song?” Kujo Miki tore off a bit of meat and fed it to the “Queen”.

“”Yutani hills, school buildings swept by crows, our alma mater, Kamikawa.” Watanabe Toru sang the beginning, “This is probably the only song I can’t get out of tune. “

“Unfortunately, there is no guitar.” He added, “Otherwise I will make the moon fall in love with me tonight.”

“Guitar?” Kujo Miki confirmed.

“The oboe doesn’t feel like a guitar.” Watanabe Toru said, “You think, I’m holding my guitar, standing on my legs, and singing beautiful songs by the lake or by the campfire. How about? Falling in love with me?”

“Sounds good, but you can’t play the guitar, and you can’t sing.” Kiyano Rin said.

“It makes sense.” Watanabe Toru nodded, “Does anyone want to sing? I can accompany it.”

“We sang a song together, and then Rin and Miki sang a song together.” Mrs. Kiyano wiped her mouth with a tissue.

I don’t know if there is any prior consultation, anyway Mrs. Kujo immediately agreed.

Don’t give her daughter a chance to object, she said: “Watanabe-kun just played the school song, let’s sing the graduation song.”

“”Travel Liちの日に”?” Mrs. Kiyano guessed.

Mrs. Kujo smiled and shook her head.

“”Song of 巣立ちの歌”?” Mrs. Kiyano immediately said the name of the next song.

“Correct!”

Mrs. Kiyano laughed happily.

Mrs. Kujo turned her head and asked Watanabe Toru: “Watanabe-kun, have you heard of it?”

“I have heard it, but please wait a moment.” Watanabe Toru closed his eyes and recalled the day he graduated from Mizawa Middle School a year ago.

Remembering the tune, he played it twice with a grass flute.

“Sure.” After speaking, he played a prelude to parting.

Mrs. Kiyano and Mrs. Kujo looked at each other and sang at the same time.

“Flowers are colorful, clouds and shadows flow”

“Unforgettable memories, evoke thousands of thoughts”

“Leave the memory to yesterday’s window edge”

“Flying in the sky now”

The singing of the two wives is really beautiful.

After singing, Watanabe Toru applauded and the two wives politely bowed their heads to thank you.

“Why can I see panties here? Is the school skirt short?” Mrs. Kujo asked.

“I made it up.”

“Ah, I broke into the women’s dressing room? And at that moment, I remembered all the styles of bras? Watanabe-kun, you are amazing!” Mrs. Kiyano exaggeratedly praised.

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“…thank you.”

It wasn’t until twelve o’clock that they ended the last night of the family trip.

After soaking in the hot spring, Watanabe Toru lay in the tent-Kujo Miki didn’t really sleep with him.

‘When you go back, tell Mai Senior Sister and Teacher Koizumi the good news. ’

‘I don’t know what will happen, I’m really looking forward to it. ’

Watanabe Toru thought about going back, closed his eyes, and prepared to go to sleep with a happy mood.

all around there was silence, the lake was beating against the rocky shore, and the bonfire hadn’t gone out yet.

At the next moment when he emptied his brain, the emotions that had been suppressed by instinct burst out suddenly.

The sadness that almost suffocated him.

It swept over, Watanabe Toru’s stomach was twitching.

The space all around seems to be shrinking, trying to squeeze out this time.

He couldn’t hear the sound, smell the smell, and couldn’t think of anything happy.

That’s it, is it over?

He and Kiyano Rin, in this life, will that be the case?

Sadness is not because of unwillingness, but because of determined determination. The stronger the determination, the more sad he is.

The dream that is out of reach and can never be realized is finally a dream.

Watanabe Toru suddenly eyes opened, panting and breathing deeply as if holding his breath for a long time.

If this continues, tears…

He got up, opened the tent, and wanted to walk around the lake.

The moon is bright and the lake is shimmering.

Ahead, Kiyano Rin stands alone by the lake, looking at the bright Milky Way.

Watanabe Toru looked at her and was about to go back to the tent, but at the next moment, Kiyano Rin made a move.

She reached out to the moon in the lake, trying to catch something.

Watanabe Toru stood there for a long time and couldn’t move forward, whether it was stepping forward or returning to the tent.

Kiyano Rin suddenly turned her head, her long hair swayed slightly in the night breeze with the direction of the grass.

The skin is white as moonlight, and the black eyes are like stars, shining with bright radiance.

She looked at Watanabe Toru with those eyes.

“Too excited to sleep?” she asked.

“…Good evening.” Watanabe Toru walked over leisurely, standing by the lake, and acting as leisurely as possible.

Looking closer, the shimmering mountaintop lake just now, except for the moon, was black and black, like an abyss.

Kiyano Rin stood beside him, and the two looked at the lake side by side.

“Can’t sleep?” he asked.

“Watanabe.”

“en. ”

“Once a person has expectations, his mood will be bright and dark.”

“It seems so.” Watanabe Toru nodded.

“I still miss a moment.”

“When I was a kid with Miki?”

“The tram that went home last Christmas.”

Watanabe Toru can only stare into the distance in silence.

Under the sky, the top of the mountain surrounding the lake has a black outline.

Since there was a moment of silence, Kiyano Rin suddenly smiled, and the almost solidified dull atmosphere slightly dissipated.

“I am satisfied that you are here tonight.”

“Why are you happy if you can’t fall asleep with excitement?”

“Want to cry sadly?”

Without waiting for Watanabe Toru to answer, Kiyano Rin turned around and said to him with a smile:

“Me too.”

“…” Watanabe Toru tried to pretend not to care, “I thought you would not feel discouraged or sad.”

“That was before I met you.” Kiyano Rin re-looked towards the moon in the lake, “When people have the happiness they want to strive for, they naturally have to endure sorrow.”

“I have made up my mind, what are you going to do?”

“The world will not be gentle to those who compromise. I will never give up on myself and will not compromise to anyone.”

Watanabe Toru is silent again.

“Watanabe, I have something to ask you.”

“en. ”

“I want to know about Mai Asuna and Koizumi Aina, did you deliberately expose it to Kujo Miki?”

“Why do you think that?” Watanabe Toru was taken aback.

“Including your work in Ochanomizu and the gymnasium?”

“How is that possible.” Watanabe Toru tried to laugh naturally, “No matter how smart, I am also impossible. From then on, I will think of things a year from now? Everything is a coincidence, no, it’s evil fate.”

“Is it.” Kiyano Rin indifferent expression, “Koizumi Qingna can travel through time and space. Who knows that this is the first few times in your life. This is the countless times you have tried to find out the best that can thoroughly overcome Kujo Miki. Good solution?”

“…Am I playing a game?”

“Isn’t life a game?” Kiyano Rin asked.

“If you say yes, yes, yes, no, no. Forget it, I didn’t come to discuss ‘what is life’ with you most of the night and go back to sleep.”

Watanabe Toru turned around and walked into the tent.

“Watanabe, you are here tonight with sadness in your heart, so that I can be as good as water, and I won’t give up when I hear, can you also fall asleep?”

“I have made up my mind.”

“Then I will use one sentence to change your determination.”

“Impossible.” Watanabe Toru walked to the tent.

“You haven’t realized how important I am to you.” Kiyano Rin’s voice was cold and sweet.

“I know, but I still made up my mind.” Watanabe Toru reached out to the tent.

“Not everyone is like you, who can meet someone who is in harmony with your heart. This person still loves you, do you really want to give up her like this?”

The movement of the tent being lifted came to a halt.

“Look?” Kiyano Rin said with a smile, “You can’t bear me.”

“Nothing.” Watanabe Toru got into the tent.

Kiyano Rin stood on her belly under the bright moonlight, and she reached out to the moon in the sky.

“It’s a lie, Watanabe-san.”