I Loaded the Love Game

Generally speaking, whether it is reality or light novel, when the woman goes to the man's house, she will subconsciously or deliberately behave better, right?

　　 How can there be quarrels like them, in front of their parents and at the dining table?

　　 Toru Watanabe has always felt that the girls around him are not quite right. Excellent is excellent, but one aspect is always superior to ordinary people.

"That," Toru Watanabe, facing the eyes of the two eldest ladies, pondered his words a little. "You are both sturdy-minded people. Although there are truths that become clearer and clearer, you can only rely on debate. It's not enough at all."

　　 "Also," he continued, "how about this kind of thing, how about going back to Tokyo? Take a good rest these days and feel the New Year in the country."

　　 Rin Kiyino and Miki Kujo looked at each other and continued to eat without saying a word.

　　 picked up chopsticks, drank soup, and ate vegetables, the two actions were exactly the same.

　　 Is the relationship good or bad?

　　 Toru Watanabe withdrew his gaze from them and made a gesture to the shocked parents, "Don’t be surprised, I’ve settled down, I can continue to eat."

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　　 His flamboyant and proud look made Kujo Miki immediately stunned.

　　 Under the table, the big toe and the two toes were separated, and he twisted his calf.

　　 The two eldest ladies finished eating first, did not stay in the living room, and went back to the room on the second floor, taking turns to take a shower.

　　 Watching the two leave, Watanabe’s mother asked in a low voice:

　　 "Toru, you and Rin..."

　　 "Friends."

　　 "I haven't finished the question yet."

　　 "No matter if you ask or not, you are all friends."

　　Ee Watanabe stared suspiciously at his stubborn son.

　　 "Mom, no matter how you stare at me, we are still friends."

　　 "That's it." Watanabe's mother pressed the corner of her mouth meaningfully, slightly smiling.

　　 Watanabe's father remained silent, seemingly not caring about his son, but in fact let him make his own decision.

　　 The mother's love is intimidating, but the father's love is silent.

　　 After dinner, Watanabe's father went to find someone to drink next door, and Watanabe thoroughly helped his mother clean up the dishes.

　　 Waiting for the dishes and chopsticks to be washed, he returned to the living room. He squatted by the fire and bake rice cakes to eat. When Watanabe Ed was watching a TV series, Kiyano Rin, who changed his clothes, walked in.

　　 The long hair blown by the hair dryer still carries moisture.

　　 On weekdays, my skin is as white as porcelain, and when I just take a shower, it looks slightly ruddy.

　　 Watanabe took a thorough look at such Kiyano Rin, nothing happened, but it was Watanabe’s mother who kept complimenting her on her cuteness.

　　 In that scene, I am afraid that even the snakes that are hibernating in the farmland and perceiving the world with their tongues can see how much she likes Qingye Rin.

　　 After boasting for a while, Watanabe’s mother concluded:

　　 "Rin is the cutest girl!"

　　 "Auntie, there is really no girl around me who is cuter than me, but there are seven billion humans, and there is a possibility that someone more beautiful than me will appear." Kiyano Rin's unique modest way.

　　 "That Xiao Rin is also one of the cutest girls."

　　 "Is that so exaggerated?" Watanabe couldn't help but said in front of the fire.

　　 "Ah," Rin Kiyano shot her gaze over, "Watanabe-san, have you ever seen a girl cuter than me?"

　　 "If you don't have it now, it doesn't mean that you won't have it in the future."

　　 "That is no."

　　 "......"

　　 Toru Watanabe has nothing to say, and Rin Kiyono regains his gaze with satisfaction.

　　 She said to Watanabe's mother: "Auntie,'one' is not good. In terms of cuteness, I will continue to work hard and must be the only one."

　　 Watanabe's mother was amused and laughed. She didn't know that Rin Kiyano was telling the truth.

　　 "I can't take it anymore, do you plan to be more beautiful?" Watanabe turned the grilled rice cake over, and there was already brown rice cake on it, which seemed particularly appetizing.

　　 "Watanabe-san, don't you want me to be more beautiful?" Kiyano Rin asked.

　　 "Are you beautiful or not, what does it have to do with me?"

　　 "It really disappoints me." Rin Kiyano sighed, "I thought you would support all my decisions."

　　 "How can'all decisions' be so exaggerated?" Watanabe turned around and said, "It's just..."

　　 "Just what?" Kiyano Rin asked with a chuckle.

　　 "It's nothing." Watanabe turned around and continued to stare at his roasted rice cake.

　　‘Mom, you are too happy to laugh! ’

　　 Watanabe’s lively gaze from the sidelines really made him unbearable.

　　 The surface of the rice cake is bubbling, and the inside begins to soften.

　　 On the TV, "Long Holiday" starring Kimura Takuya is shown.

　　 This is a TV series that once created a myth of ratings, and Watanabe’s mom would watch it every year.

　　 "Watanabe-san, can you show me the picture of you when you were a kid?" Rin Kiyino asked.

　　 "In the third drawer of the bookshelf in the room, go get it yourself." Watanabe said without looking back.

　　 Kiyino Rin stood up, saluted Watanabe's mother, and left the living room.

　　 Her figure just disappeared at the door of the living room, Watanabe’s mother couldn’t help making fun of her son:

　　 "Are you talking about friends?"

　　 "What a friend."

　　 "Friends will show each other a photo album?"

　　 "No way?"

　　 "Will your friends take home overnight?"

　　 "This is normal, right? Everyone is like this."

　　 "It's normal to go home and spend the night. Go to a friend's house for one night or something, but will you bring it back to your hometown during the New Year?

　　 "I and Qingye are really friends, but the relationship is a little better than ordinary friends."

　　 "It turns out that our relationship is only a little better than ordinary friends." Kiyano Rin walked in from outside the living room.

　　 "Are you eavesdropping?!" Watanabe was incredulous and out of anger, "Kyono-san, I hate two things in my life, one, hiding behind the living room; two, eavesdropping!"

　　 "Toru, how do you say it!" Watanabe's mother reprimanded.

　　 She can't see through Watanabe Toru is bluffing, can Rin Kiyono see through?

　　 This is also the reason why Watanabe dared to say all kinds of sweet things to her, because she knew it was fake, but Watanabe has also said less recently.

　　 "You disappointed me too much." Kiyano Rin turned upstairs.

　　 "Look at you!" Watanabe's mother said dissatisfied, "Rin is a guest, how can I talk to her like this?"

"not me......"

　　 "Apologize to her well later."

"She's at......"

　　 "This rice cake is baked, don't eat it yourself, ask Xiao Rin if you want to eat it."

　　 "......"

　　 "Did you hear what I said?"

　　 "...Well, I heard it."

　　 Honesty does not mean honesty, everyone, Rin Kiyano is a bad woman.

　　 Watanabe Toru took two more rice cakes and bake them together with the one just now-I can’t, my friends have them, my girlfriends don’t?

　　 Kujo Miki will bake him as a rice cake!

　　 The rice cakes were baked, and they brought sugar and soy sauce. After receiving the task of "apologize well" from mom, Watanabe went up to the second floor.

　　 In his room, Rin Kiyono was sitting at the table and flipping through the album, while Miki Kujo was blowing her hair.

　　 "I don't know what you like to eat, so I brought sugar and soy sauce." Watanabe said.

　　Island country eats rice cakes like to wrap Shanghai moss with soy sauce, but Watanabe himself prefers sugar.

　　 "Sugar is good," said Rin Kiyano.

　　 "Here." Watanabe Toru put down the sugar and a piece of rice cake.

　　 "Thank you." Kiyino Rin picked up the rice cake with chopsticks, dipped it in some sugar, and took a bite.

　　 Teeth sink into the rice cake, making a crisp sound, the sound is very warm.

　　 The soft and waxy inside of the rice cake is stretched and snapped, giving it a winter atmosphere.

　　 Kiyino Rin dipped a little sugar again, flipping through the album while eating.

　　 The quarrel between the two people imagined by Watanabe's mother did not exist.

　　 "Miki, do you want to eat?" Watanabe Toru walked over.

　　 Kujo Miki did not say whether to eat or not: "Come here and blow my hair."

　　 She handed the hairdryer to Toru Watanabe, and took the plate with rice cakes and soy sauce in his hand.

　　 Toru Watanabe put his fingers into her slender, straight hair, which was wet, and it was still a while before it got dry.

　　 He first tried the temperature and style of the hair dryer with his own hands, and wanted to adjust it to the right gear.

　　 After finishing this set of movements, I remembered that Miki Kujo had adjusted it herself.

　　 fiddled with her hair lightly, while the other hand holding the hair dryer was blowing slightly away.

　　 Kujo Miki dipped in soy sauce and ate rice cakes in small bites.

　　 "Is it delicious?" Watanabe Toru asked.

　　 "Generally, mainly because of blowing hair and sore hands."

　　 "......"

　　 When the hair was almost dry, Kujo Miki returned the plate to Watanabe Toru, two rice cakes, she took two bites each.

　　 Watanabe Toru could only eat what she had eaten... the sugar that was dipped in it was left over by Rin Kiyano.

　　Everything has been used.

　　 Poor Watanabe Toru's experience of eating rice cakes.

　　 On December 27th, as the New Year's Eve was getting closer and closer, Watanabe's house began to clean.

　　 "Ah—" Watanabe pouted his butt, pushed the rag, and sprinted back and forth on the corridor.

　　 "What are you doing?" Rin Kiyano, who is wearing a turban and holding a rag on his head, turned into a housekeeper, rushed to Watanabe in dissatisfaction.

　　 "Wipe the floor, what's the matter?" Watanabe looked up suspiciously.

　　 "Then what are you doing so loudly? A kid?"

　　 "Kyono-san, you don't understand this. The cleaning is a painful thing for me, so I must make it interesting."

　　 "The fun is just yelling and yelling?"

　　 "Of course not. The so-called fun, for example, just now, when I was trying to sprint quickly, to see if I could blow your skirt up by the wind, when I thought of this possibility, it wouldn't be hard to wipe the floor."

　　 "...Are you a pervert?"

　　 "No, no, no." Watanabe Toru shook his head solemnly, "Blowing up your skirt is definitely not my purpose. I want to work lightly."

　　 "I understand what you mean." Kiyano Rin nodded, "You really are a pervert."

　　 "Whatever you say, kid, perverted, naive? I don't care about other people's opinions, by the way, I also learned this from Lord Kiyano."

　　 "You care about this perversion." Qingye Rin held his forehead with his hand and said helplessly, "I don't remember teaching you this."

　　 "This is called by analogy, by analogy, by analogy, by knowledge, by knowledge, by the horse, by the micro..."

　　 "Little Toru!" Watanabe's mother's voice came from the living room.

"coming!"

　　 Toru Watanabe hung the wet rag beside the bucket, walked around the corridor in front of the entrance, and walked into the living room.

　　 Watanabe stood in front of the telephone.

　　 Kujo Miki was shrunk in the kotatsu, lying on her side on the ground, her left hand propped her head, and her right hand looked through Watanabe Toru’s previous summer observation diary.

　　 Where did that thing come from?

　　 "The Honma family called and asked you to get dried persimmons." Watanabe's mother said.

"now?"

　　 Seeing that he was a little reluctant, Watanabe's mother asked in surprise: "When did you like cleaning so much?"

　　 "No one can stay the same. Cleaning is such an interesting thing. Sooner or later I like it."

　　 Watanabe's mother doesn't understand her son who has been in Tokyo for more than half a year, so she doesn't bother to ask.

　　 "Remember to take the natto, go and go back quickly, come back early to help with cleaning."

　　 "Okay, I'll go on a motorcycle." Watanabe responded.

When 　　 left, he noticed Kujo Miki lying in the kotatsu.

　　 She would definitely not do things like cleaning. Let her stay like this, even if she understands that rich people don’t need to clean herself, Watanabe’s mother might still be dissatisfied with her.

　　 "Miki, Miki, my Miki."

　　 "What are you doing?"

　　 "Come with me, right?"

　　 "Don't go."

　　 "Isn't it an agreement, I will take you for a drive on Honda Coyote."

　　 "Can you drive on a motorcycle?"

"Back then, Gregorian Parker was riding a scooter, carrying the European princess Audrey Hepburn, and dangling in the streets of Rome. Today, Toruya Watanabe rides a scooter and takes the island princess Miki and walks. See all the country roads in Zecun."

　　 "The last two of "Roman Holiday" were not together."

　　 "Don't confuse the movie with reality, Audrey Hepburn is not a princess at all." Watanabe said indifferently.

　　 Kujo Miki exhaled vigorously through her nose, and slowly got up very impatiently.

　　 "Hurry up, I'll get the natto and the cart." Watanabe explained, and walked to the place where the natto was placed at home.

　　The natto is wrapped in straw and looks like a white rabbit toffee.

　　 There are four bundles in total. Watanabe took one bundle and sprinkled the powdered [qi and blood medicine] on the other three bundles to make sure that they couldn’t be seen.

　　 There are not many three, but it is enough for Watanabe's father to be healthy and not sick for a period of time.

　　In the coming year, just keep putting it in natto.

　　 As for the mother, Watanabe thought whether to put the honey in, or put the medicine in while serving the soup.

　　 There are Mihime Kujo and Rin Kiyono.

　　 These days, I have been active in the country all day, just to secretly feed them some. Let them think it is because the air in the country is good, and because of their exercise.

　　 Toru Watanabe took the sleepy natto and walked to the warehouse.

　　 He took apart the Honda Coyote's cargo box.

　　 Miki Kujo glanced at the back seat of "it’s absolutely uncomfortable to sit on": "You let me sit on this?"

　　 "It's not very pleasant." Watanabe nodded, "Should we just walk? It's not far."

　　 "No." Kujo Miki laughed, as if thinking of something funny, "I'll take you."

　　 "You ride? Can you?" Watanabe Toru asked.

　　 "What's so difficult about motorcycles? Not to mention Honda Cubs."

　　 What happened to the Honda Wolf? Global sales exceeded 100 million!

　　 But it doesn't matter, anyway, seeing Zecun basically can't see anyone, won't bump into people, let alone he is still there.

　　 "Well, letting the princess take me is also a fun thing."

　　 Watanabe Toru first rode the Honda Coyote onto the road, then took the back seat, and Kujo Miki sat in front of him.

　　 "Take the accelerator pedal safely, even if I fall down, I will pad under you to prevent you from hurting." Watanabe said.

　　 "Can't you hug me down or support me with your feet before I fall?" Kujo Miki said back.

　　 The two faces are close together.

　　 Watanabe Toru could see the excitement and expectation in her eyes.

　　 "Isn't it better to say that, it seems that I love you more."

　　 "Don't put it so nicely~www.ltnovel.com~ Miki Kujo turned around," we set off. "

　　 "Miki, come out... wait, wait, slow down!"

　　 In just three seconds, the front wheel of the car plunged into the ditch.

　　 Toru Watanabe hugged Miki Kujo and jumped out of the car first.

　　 The two stood in place, looked at the car, and looked at each other.

　　 "Motorcycles are indeed not difficult, but the hard part is the Honda Coyote." Watanabe Toru said.

　　 "What do you mean?" Kujo Miki said with a cold face.

　　 originally wanted to be serious, but just after saying this, she couldn't help but laugh first.

　　 Watanabe Toru also laughed.

　　 Miki Kujo kicked him in the calf, "Hurry up!"

　　 "Okay." Watanabe Toru lifted the Honda Coyote to the front.

　　 The two made it again.

　　 This time, before Miki Kujo twisted the throttle, Watanabe couldn't help saying:

　　 "We have given you my favorite, please be careful."

　　 "Your favorite is not me?"

　　 "I'm talking to Coyote, Miki, what are you talking about?"

　　 Kujo Miki tilted her head back and hit Toru Watanabe's forehead.

　　 "Go away!" she said.

　　 "Miki, set off for the second time!"

　　 Honda Coyote carrying two people, crookedly, driving on the country road.