I Loaded The Dating Sim

Because I was delayed for some time by training on the road, when I walked into the concert hall, there were already other high school wind clubs in place on the stage.

Watanabe Toru glanced at the auditorium, which can seat more than 500 people, but only a few dozen people scattered.

“Where shall we sit?” he asked Kujo Miki.

“In front.”

Kujo Miki walked to the front row and sat on the chair in the middle.

The look and actions of her standing on her legs waiting for the performance to begin are worthy of the name of Kujo Eldest Young Lady, as if this was a concert for her alone.

But with her status, it is too simple to book a concert to listen to a concert. It might be the high school playing clubs that I feel honored to be today.

After all, the symphony orchestras they admire and study are not necessarily qualified to play for Kujo Miki.

Watanabe Toru sat down on the left side of Kujo Miki.

On the far right of the first row, Kiyano Rin sits alone in the corner.

The differences between the two Eldest Young Lady’s personalities can be seen from the choice of seats.

Not long after sitting down, there was a master of ceremonies.

“The concert is now starting, please keep quiet, take still pictures and run, if there is an earthquake, you can also take refuge in this venue. Then, the first piece will be played by the Futaba Junior High School Music Club.”

Futaba is also an integrated elementary, junior and senior school near Yotsuya Station, but the deviation is medium, and it was not taken by Kamikawa and the other two schools.

This group of junior high school students are immature, but their performance should not be underestimated.

The song is very similar to “Little Star”, but it is not used for basic practice. It is short in length and easy to learn. It is easy for newcomers to use.

“Masato Amano’s “Little Star Variations”.” Kujo Miki explained with a lazy look. “There is a little star melody, but the first half is quiet and melodious, and the second half is full of imposing manner. They The performance is still far behind.”

“Be more tolerant to the child.”

“Since I am standing on the stage, everything naturally speaks at the playing level. I went out to discuss business with others. , Because I’m young, will others tell me the minimum conditions in my heart?”

“That’s the truth, but after all, it’s not a competition, nor does it involve money. It’s just a concert that doesn’t require tickets. .” Watanabe Toru said.

Kujo Miki turned his face, looked at him and said, “You want to reason with me?”

Watanabe Toru stopped talking and reached out to hold her little hand,’Everything You have the final say’ to continue listening.

Kujo Miki glanced at his held hand, sneered indifferent expression, let him hold it.

At the end of the two songs, Watanabe Toru started to sleep, and felt almost ready to sleep.

Just as he was about to talk to Kujo Miki, and when he went to bed, a heavy object was placed on his shoulder.

Watanabe Toru turned his head and saw that Kujo Miki was already asleep.

‘Eldest Young Lady can’t enjoy the concert? ‘Watanabe Toru saw Kujo Miki’s faint black eyes and denied his thoughts.

It should be that the time difference has not been adjusted.

He hesitated for a while, thinking it was to make it easier for her to adjust the jet lag, and wake her up? Or continue to let her sleep?

You can’t go wrong if you don’t do it, um, let her continue to sleep…Watanabe Toru yawned while controlling her body still.

Just like this one song after another, I finally waited for Kamikawa High School.

“The next song will be played by the wind club of the private prestigious Kamikawa High School.” After the master of ceremonies reported, Watanabe Toru cheered up somehow.

For an instant, the eardrum was full of uncoordinated music that made people hard to hear. The rhythm is uneven, the tempo is messy, the baton’s movements and the sound of the instrument completely do not raise.

Even laymen like Watanabe Toru don’t feel good.

He looked towards the corner, from the concert at first to concentrate attention completely to the current Kiyano Rin, staring at the stage with an ugly face.

There was a slight noise from behind, followed by ridicule.

The music is gradual. I don’t know when there will only be a tambourine and a brass tube. The two sounds are like tit-for-tat enemies, and must make each other’s ensemble even worse.

Watanabe Toru noticed that Kujo Miki who was asleep started frowning.

It’s over, it’s hard to hear and wake her up!

But with the fall of baton, the sound becomes beautiful and smooth again, which is a beautiful note unique to the Euphonium.

Watanabe Toru looked towards Mai Mai, who focused on playing on stage.

It is clearly a stage for more than fifty people. Sitting among the crowd and expressionless, she has become the only focus, just like a lotus.

Afterwards, Watanabe Toru thought about the arrogant and eye-catching Mai Senior Sister of Asuna, who was as cold as a lotus, on the inside of her beautiful legs under the school skirt, he had written a “positive” character by himself. There was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart, and his breathing became difficult.

Just as Watanabe Toru recalled the sensation of the pen pressing the skin into a depression at that time, a drum sounded abruptly. Then, like a mouse going out to see a cat, it disappeared instantly without a trace.

Snatch it?

This time, Kujo Miki finally opened his eyes so badly.

She drowsily yawned: “Which high school is on the stage?”

Watanabe Toru glanced at the nearby audience who was looking at the joke on the stage. It’s useless. The word “School”: “Kamikawa.”

Kujo Miki snorted contemptuously. She didn’t even bother to comment. It was extremely bad.

From the beginning of the drum beat, almost all the people in the Kamikawa High School’s playing club were pale.

No wonder I gave up training.

Now it seems that they are not as good as junior high school students. Not to mention Kanto tourism, even fooling laymen at the Academy Festival of their school is a problem.

Kujo Miki half-cast his eyes: “Dare to take me to such a boring concert.”

Didn’t you follow it yourself… Watanabe Toru is also just Can think about it.

“Next time I find out in advance, I must find a perfect concert!”

Kujo Miki is holding his temple with one hand and tapping the armrest with the other: “I want you to play Give it to me.”

“I can’t.”

“What does it have to do with me?” Kujo Miki asked, full of smiles.

“Well, if you want to listen to Miki, I am willing to learn.”

The corner of Kujo Miki’s mouth raised: “In July, my foreign affairs will end, when the time Comes, you must reach the level that makes me satisfied.”

“Huh? There is still less than half a month, is it too short?”

“You didn’t mean your brain Are you smart and never slacking off? You shouldn’t…” Kujo Miki suddenly approached, the two slender eyelashes almost joined together, “… Are you lying to me?”

“No… How could I… lie to you! In July, I promise to satisfy you!”

After a concert, Watanabe Toru, instead of falling asleep, was taken aback.

And then learning Spanish will be suspended.

Although there are five thousand points to redeem the privilege of Grandmaster Rank Piano, he can save as much as possible. He wants to try his own efforts.

Wait when the time comes Kujo Miki said he was dissatisfied, he also had time to exchange on the spot.

If possible, he still does not want to waste points on such things.

Can a good piano save my life? Can’t!

Out of the stadium, the black luxury sedan stopped in front of the door at some unknown time.

Kujo Miki yawned and walked towards the car: “I’m bored, I’ll go back first.”

“Send me a ride by the way.” Anyway, personal safety for the time being, Watanabe Toru thought There is no advantage, not for nothing.

Moreover, the performance is too regular, which does not conform to his knowledge from the “How to Raider the Rich Girl”.

“Go back by yourself.”

“Don’t be so stingy.”

“Do you think I am too free to be your driver?” Kujo Miki’s eyes He glanced horribly at him.

“Well, see you next time.” Watanabe Toru didn’t force it, and watched her get into the car.

“Watanabe-san, will you be free later? I have something to discuss with you.” Kiyano Rin frowned and walked out of the arena, followed by members of the dejected bass group holding instruments.

“Nothing happened until now.” Watanabe Toru replied back.

“I changed my mind.” Kujo Miki’s voice came, “You, get me in the car.”