I Loaded The Dating Sim

“Ding jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells…”

“Miki?”

“Also Fifteen minutes.”

“What fifteen minutes? July?” Because of the system, Watanabe Toru is sensitive to the beginning and end of the month.

“I said, I will check your homework in July.”

The voice of Kujo Miki on the other side of the phone was lazily, but very energetic.

It should be noon on her side.

“Now?”

“Of course.”

“Blowing the oboe in the middle of the night will make the neighbors noisy.”

“That It’s your business.” There is no unexpected willfulness.

“…Okay. Wait a minute.”

Go south from the rental house in Watanabe Toru, close to the Marunouchi Line, and you can see a moat.

Every evening, the river is full of people walking dogs and street performers who do not know why they always sing sad songs like “Sakura Wants to See You”.

In the middle of the night, there are only drunk passers-by or sneaky lovers in this moat.

While switching to the video mode during the call, Watanabe Toru walked towards the river and said these messy things to Kujo Miki.

Kujo Miki is probably on a balcony, with white curtains swaying in the wind, and she lies on a comfortable chair with her eyes closed.

Whenever Watanabe Toru thought she was asleep, she gave another hmm.

Watanabe Toru put his phone on a bench under a tree by the river, and he was a bit fuzzy in the front camera by the street lights in the distance.

The white face was dyed yellow at this time, but it didn’t affect his handsome appearance.

For a week, Watanabe Toru everyday all will come here to practice, this position is considered the old place.

Finally locate the keys and tune the sound.

“Start.”

Kujo Miki in the phone closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. This reminded Watanabe Toru of being woken up by the flute ensemble in the concert hall.

Watanabe Toru inhales slightly, while pressing the button with his finger, the breath is sent into the reed.

……

A solo is over.

“How is it?” Watanabe Toru asked.

“Have you studied before?”

“Do you think I bought the oboe before? I haven’t touched any musical instruments except the clarinet in elementary school.”

Kujo Miki sneered: “Are you a fool? Without foundation, who can learn the oboe in half a month? Not to mention that you have completely exceeded the level of a student.”

You also know!

“Probably because of a little innate talent.” Watanabe Toru gestured with his index finger and thumb.

Kujo Miki stared at Watanabe Toru with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

“Of course, the most, most, most important reason.”

“Hmm.”

“It is my unmatched love for Miki. Don’t you feel very difficult to deal with? Just because I don’t want to disappoint you, and I want to blow the best sound to you as much as possible, I can learn the oboe in half a month!”

Kujo Miki on the phone screen seemed to be speechless and pressed the corner of his mouth with disgust, and turned his head slightly as if he couldn’t stand it.

“Okay, go ahead.” She waved her hand too lazily.

Watanabe Toru sighed in relief in his heart and continued to blow.

The soft tone, the melodious melody, the beautiful low voice is like the gospel in the sky bishop hall, the sound of musical instruments slides across the surface of the moat and blends into the summer night.

Kujo Miki looked at the fuzzy silhouette of Watanabe Toru on the screen and listened attentively.

All the outside sounds seemed to have disappeared. In her ears, only the oboe sound of Watanabe Toru remained.

There is light in her eyes, and the world is colorful.

At the end of the video, it was already one o’clock in the morning on July 1.

Watanabe Toru looked at the call time of one hour and fifteen minutes, and sighed that time passed so fast.

Show off one’s military strength in front of the high school students’ brass club is not what Watanabe Toru wants to do, and it won’t give him any pride.

What he wants is Kujo Miki to indulge in his music!

Just now, the picky Kujo Miki listened carefully for more than an hour, and the satisfaction it brought was beyond words.

Watanabe Toru faced the moat and stretched a big lazy waist.

It’s late at night, and there will be a training session in the music club tomorrow, but he is not in a hurry to go back to take a bath and sleep.

The night wind blew for a while, and when the leg was bitten by the mosquito, Watanabe Toru put the phone in his pocket, took the oboe, and slowly returned to the rental house.

After taking a shower, put potion on the mosquito bag, Watanabe Toru clicks on system.

[New Product: Weather Forecast]

[Weather Forecast: Buy once, you can get the global weather conditions for the next 30 days (100% accuracy, no belt If it doesn’t rain if you have an umbrella)]

“…”

How boring and random is this system mall?

Watanabe Toru asks himself to learn the rich five cars, look at the novels of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign, have not seen the [weather forecast] appear in the system mall!

In addition to accidentally disappearing in the sea, in order to avoid encountering a storm, he really couldn’t think of what else is worth his thousand points to predict the weather.

And that damn fruit knife!

The more I think, the more angry.

Watanabe Toru swipes down the [Panel] out of sight, and displays the five skills of July.

[Skills: Getting Started—Gambling (100), Master—Wind Bon Dance (1,000), Proficiency—Writing (10,000), Master—Tank Gunner (100,000)]

“Tank gunner? What kind of tank? What kind of gunner?”

Watanabe Toru, who is knowledgeable, thinks a lot when facing things.

Click to see the explanation.

[Tank Gunner: The turret is justice, the caliber is the truth, and moving hits never depend on blindness. 】

It’s really Tan Ke Cannon Hand!

Where is he going to find a tank!

And it’s just gunner skills, what about the pilot? Where’s the captain?

When Watanabe Toru saw the name, he was a little excited, thinking that system also advocates harmony. In fact, it is a skill that’Although it is not needed at present, he will definitely buy it’.

entry level ·Gambling is useless.

He is not short of money, even if he is short of money, he is not interested in gambling.

Master level·Fun Bon dance…Watanabe Toru found out after checking Wikipedia that the so-called Feng Bon dance is a folk dance in Toyama Prefecture in the island country.

It is said that with the accompaniment of the shamisen and the huqin, which contain a melancholy melancholic melody, the dance is elegant and…

Go to hell.

Proficient in writing. Without Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru would seriously consider whether to exchange it.

He was not very concerned about the matter of’raider girl, earn points and become almighty’.

Becoming a writer, or a light novelist, with freedom of work and rest, freedom of residence, and no interpersonal relationships that need socializing, can be described as an ideal leisurely life.

But in reality, Watanabe Toru does not have the right to freely choose a career.

But maybe.

In case the system has not been able to work well, and he has become great in a few years, he is really with Kujo Miki. He has to be a writer, and she can’t do anything about it. Right?

‘Wait, I’m already the son-in-law of Kujo’s family. Why do I still want to live a life as a writer with a deadline? ‘

Another month of waiting in vain.

Watanabe Toru turned off the system and fell asleep.

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Sorry, my shoulder hurts so badly that I can’t sit still. There is only one chapter today.