I Loaded the Love Game

"Pattern."

Watanabe opened his eyes and saw a blue sky with rolling white clouds.

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

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

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

"Hmm—" Miki Kujo made a slight dissatisfaction.

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

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

Miki Kujo has five slender fingers, and her nails are pale red and thin like petals. Under the warm sun, her hands are almost transparent, slender and delicate.

Toru Watanabe massaged a baby's hand, holding her hand for a while, then letting it go.

After a while, Kujo Miki woke up.

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

"Don't go to sleep." Watanabe Toru patted her right hand on her waist, preparing to get up.

Kujo Miki put one 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 her eyes.

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

He guessed whether it was because of Mai Asuna and Aina Koizumi.

Kujo Miki could make such a decision, she must have thought about it countless times in her heart, and thought about it at night.

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

After a long silence, Kujo Miki's low 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 Miki Kujo did, even if they hated each other, he wouldn't 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 talking and laughing on the road."

Kujo Miki did not continue.

Why did you have that dream, because of the estrangement in your heart and Watanabe Toru? The manifestation of all the worries?

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

Watanabe Toru did not ask anything, just squeezed her hand, put his 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 if we meet at the point of life, only you look at me in the car. Since then, there has been no communication, like two perpendicular lines that only meet once in a lifetime, and I will go smoothly. Get on the line, go back to the meeting point, and find you."

"Go on."

"Looking for you thousands of times."

"Speak more."

"At that time, you will still be a straight line, and I will become a wavy line. Do you know the electrocardiogram? Up and down, up and down, continue to intersect with your straight line, and the last two lines become one line."

"Isn't that dead? What a metaphor." Kujo Miki hit Watanabe Toru on the chest and sat up.

Toru Watanabe looked at her rejuvenated face and smiled: "You must die as a thread, and 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, now I love you more, 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 gave Watanabe a clear look.

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

Toru Watanabe bent down to pick up the drawing board in the grass, and the "click" he heard just now was the sound of the drawing board being blown down by the wind.

Kujo Miki threw on his back.

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

"Suddenly jump over and be careful of falling down. This is a hillside, and it just rolled down."

"Are you going to roll with your sister on the hillside where the wildflowers are blooming?" Kujo Miki bit Watanabe's ear and flirted with her undulating voice with a smile.

"Okay."

With a blue sky, white cumulus clouds, and a hillside full of wild flowers, Toru Watanabe, holding a drawing board, and Miki Kujo who wanted to roll on her back, walked on the high ridge.

Back at the camping site, Rin Kiyano and the two wives were painting against the mountain top lake. The two wives held a paintbrush in their right hand and fruits in their left.

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

The gust of wind just blew her drawing board down.

"You came just right!" Mrs. Kujo said to the two 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 is really good at calling people, just like you."

"You don't like it?"

"Like your mother? Even now, I don't lie to you, I feel normal to her."

Kujo Miki kicked him.

When he reached the middle of the lake, Watanabe completely let go of his oars, and he was still swimming in a small boat above the blue sky and white clouds in the lake.

"Are we just sitting here stupid?" Watanabe asked.

"You made me get up." Kujo Mihime said dissatisfiedly.

"I mean, can I kiss you, Miki, my beautiful princess?"

"Do you really love me forever?"

"I swear," Watanabe Toru slowly approached, and said in his deep and gentle voice, "To the blue sky and to the mountain lake, I swear to Toru Watanabe, I will love Kujo Miki forever."

He hugged Miki Kujo with his left hand, put his right hand on her shoulder, and stared at the delicate little face that lifted up slightly.

Kujo Miki closed her eyes.

The sun fell on her face.

The cold and soft lips touched Watanabe's breath.

Her heart seemed to sink into the bottom of a clear lake, and it seemed to fly into the blue sky with white clouds.

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

Five people were sitting around the table. There was a charcoal fire in the middle. There was a grilling net on the charcoal fire. The grilling net contained corn, sausage, asparagus, shrimp, skewers and so on.

The bonfire was burning on the side, and sparks rose like rain and mist.

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

"It's a realm that I can't reach anyway." Watanabe put down the painting in admiration.

"Don't be humble," Kiyano Rin ate the thin roast beef, "you are also very good at painting."

"That's true." Watanabe Toru picked up a bunch of meat, bit his teeth, tugged, chewing, and the fat exploded in his mouth, "I think I am the first to paint apeman."

"Drawing ape-man?" Mrs. Kujo asked curiously.

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

"Never say ugly, anyhow it means ugly? It's painting ugliness, not human ugliness." Watanabe protested.

The two wives laughed.

"Watanabe-kun," Mrs. Kiyono's lips were still burned, "We drew a picture, do you also praise your talent?"

"Are you sure you want me to sing?" Watanabe Toru looked around 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 was the first person to see Zecun playing the grass flute."

"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 erased the surrounding sounds, and the world, the lake, everything returned 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?" Miki Kujo tore off a piece of meat and fed it to the "Queen."

""Yutani hills, the school building where the crows pass, our alma mater, Kamikawa."" Watanabe sang the beginning, "This is probably the only song I can't get out of tune. "

"It's a pity that 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 said, "You think, I'm holding the guitar, standing on my legs, and singing beautiful songs by the lake or by the campfire. How about? Falling in love with me?"

"It sounds good, but you can't play the guitar, and you can't sing." Kiyano Rin said.

"It makes sense." Watanabe 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 was any prior consultation, but Mrs. Kujo immediately agreed.

Without giving 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. Kiyino guessed.

Mrs. Kujo smiled and shook her head.

""Song of 巣立ちの歌"?" Mrs. Kiyino immediately said the name of the next song.

"correct!"

Mrs. Kiyano laughed happily.

Mrs. Kujo turned to ask Toru Watanabe, "Kun Watanabe, have you heard of it?"

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

Remembering the tune, he played it twice on the grass flute.

"Sure." After speaking, he played a prelude to parting.

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

"Flowers are colorful, clouds and shadows flow"

"Unforgettable memories, evoked 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 clapped and the two wives bowed their heads to thank them politely.

"The wife's group is over, it's the daughter's turn." Mrs. Kiyono said with her hands together, "Watanabe-kun, then you will be the judge and see who of the two groups sings better."

"no problem."

"Don't sing." Qingye Rin coldly refused.

Kujo Miki said with a smile, "I'm fine."

"Rin~" Mrs. Kiyano puffed up her cheeks, like an angry little girl.

Rin Kiyano turned a blind eye, picked up the golden roasted pork belly from the grill, wrapped it in a dish, and put it in his mouth gracefully.

"Then what are you talking about?" Mrs. Kiyano said dissatisfied.

Qing Ye Rin finished eating pork belly and said: "The three of us recently participated in the essay for light novels, and the results came out in early June. Now we memorize it to you, whoever is better."

"Writing novels?" Mrs. Kujo asked curiously, "Mike would do this kind of thing?"

Watanabe Toru told her why, but she still pretended not to know.

"The one who loses wears a one-week maid outfit," said Kujo Miki looking at Kiyano Rin, "the clothes have been made for you."

"I have done yours too." Kiyano Rin responded.

"It's so funny," said Mrs. Kiyono impatiently, "hurry up and tell us!"

Kiyano Rin took a sip of barley tea.

""At Morioka Station at the end of March and beginning of April, I was rushing..."

"Wait, why did you carry me?!" Watanabe was surprised.

""The weak physical strength has deformed my running action. From the sight of other people in the station, I know how strange it is."" Kujo Miki continued to lower her back.

"Miki, you?!"

""Unfortunately, I haven't had time."" Rin Kiyono said back. ""The Akita Line from Iwate Prefecture to Tokyo is still away from me."

""Damn--"" Watanabe Toru not only recites the next line, but also shouts out his feelings.

""The crow flies across the blue sky, passes through Miyagi and Tochigi prefectures, and finally falls on a wire night in the playground of a certain high school in Tokyo." Kujo Miki took a sip of juice.

""It blinked its dark eyes and looked at a classroom on the third floor."

The two wives listened with interest, sometimes eating barbecue, sometimes drinking, and sometimes asking about the plot.

"Watanabe-kun, why does the actor always say that he is not a man anymore?" asked Mrs. Kiyono.

"Catering to the light novel market."

"Why can I see underwear 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!" Kiyono praised exaggeratedly.

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"......Thank you."

It was not until twelve o'clock that they ended the last night of the family trip.

After soaking in the hot spring, Watanabe lay in the tent—Miki Kujo didn't really sleep with him.

‘After you go back, tell Mai-senpai and Mr. Koizumi the good news. ’

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

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

There was silence all around, the lake was beating against the rocky shore, and the bonfire had not yet gone out.

The moment he emptied his brain, the emotions that had been suppressed by instinct suddenly exploded.

The sadness that almost suffocated him.

It swept over, Watanabe's stomach twitching.

The surrounding space seems to be shrinking, to squeeze out this piece of time.

He couldn't hear the sound, smell the smell, and couldn't think of any happy things.

That's it, is it over?

He and Kiyano Rin, is this all this life?

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

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

Watanabe opened his eyes sharply, 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.

In front, Rin Kiyano stood 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 the next moment, Kiyano Rin made a move.

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

Where Toru Watanabe stood, he couldn't move forward for a long time, whether he stepped forward or returned to the tent.

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

His skin was as fair as moonlight, and his black eyes shone like stars, shining brightly.

She looked at Toru Watanabe with those eyes.

"Too excited to sleep?" she asked.

"...Good evening." Watanabe walked over leisurely and stood by the lake, pretending to be 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."

"Ok."

"Once a person has expectations, his mood will light up and darken."

"It seems so." Watanabe nodded thoroughly.

"I still miss a moment."

"When I was a kid with Miki?"

"The tram home last Christmas."

Toru Watanabe could only stare into the distance in silence.

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

After being silent for a while, Kiyano Rin suddenly smiled, and the almost solidified dull atmosphere slightly dissipated.

"I am very satisfied with your appearance here tonight."

"What are you happy about being so excited that you can't fall asleep?"

"I want to cry sadly?"

Before Watanabe could answer, Kiyano Rin turned around and said to him with a smile:

"me too."

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

"That was before I met you." Kiyano Rin looked at the moon in the lake again, "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 with anyone."

Toru Watanabe was silent again.

"Watanabe, I have something to ask you."

"Ok."

"I want to know, did you deliberately expose the matter about Mai Asuna and Aina Koizumi to Miki Kujo?"

"Why do you think so?" Watanabe was taken aback for a moment.

"Including your work in Ochanomizu and the gymnasium?"

"How can it be ~www.ltnovel.com~ Toru Watanabe laughs as naturally as possible, "No matter how smart, I can't start at that time, just think of things a year later? Everything is a coincidence, no, it's evil fate. "

"Really." Kiyono said nonchalantly, "Koizumi Aina can travel through time and space. Who knows that this is the first time in your life. This is how many times you have tried to find the best solution that can completely overcome Miki Nine? "

"...Am I playing a game?"

"Isn't life a game?" Kiyano Rin asked.

"If you say 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."

Toru Watanabe 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." Qingye Rin's cold and sweet voice.

"I know, but I still made up my mind." Watanabe 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 on her like this?"

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

"Look?" Kiyano Rin's voice was smiling, "You can't bear me."

"Nothing." Watanabe Toru got into the tent.

Qing Ye Rin stood on her belly under the bright moonlight, and she stretched out her hand towards the moon in the sky.

"It's a lie, Watanabe-san."

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