I Loaded the Love Game

, I loaded the love game

Kujo Miki got up and left the table, and after the inaudible sound of closing the door, Watanabe Toru crawled out of the futon in the direction where Rin Kiyono was.

After all his body came out, he lay on the ground as if exhausted.

Hot face, sticking to the cold floor:

"Hiss~"

The whole person came alive.

"Watanabe, are you okay?" Koizumi Aina asked with concern.

"Still alive." Watanabe replied feebly.

He shifted his position a bit, the piece just now wasn't enough ice.

Kiyano Rin took his hardcover book and opened it slowly:

"I don't understand why you want to hide, and you didn't do anything wrong, or you are already afraid of her being like this?"

"Who said I didn't do anything wrong? Did you forget? When Miki came, didn't I say love to you." Watanabe Toru turned over again.

Of course this is nonsense.

Imagine that a girlfriend walked into a room and saw her boyfriend and three beautiful women sitting in a quilt, playing games, and the punishment was very ambiguous-such as feeding oranges.

Most girls will definitely get angry when they meet, not to mention the possessive Miss Kujo Mihime.

And once she gets angry, it's not as simple as ignoring people.

Watanabe Toru and Kiyano Rin are fine, one suffers from flesh and blood, but will reconcile in bed at night, a meaningless argument between words.

But what about Koizumi Aina and Akiko? These two "innocent" teachers are definitely going to be unlucky and are likely to leave their jobs.

"Love words? Don't talk nonsense." Qingye Rin said dissatisfied.

"Don't Kiyono-san like me like this?" Watanabe laughed thoroughly, staring at her expression from top to bottom.

"Where did you see it? The best I can say is not annoying."

"Very classic answer! I have seen from the book that girls don't hate, but they just like it."

"Student Watanabe, don't read inexplicable books. Your spirit is abnormal. I'm afraid you will be admitted to a mental hospital one day."

"Are you shy? But that's okay. I also like the way Kiyo-kun said that."

"How can you cure your self-righteous disease?"

"Let me touch your leg? It feels very effective again."

"Forget it, you continue to be ill." Kiyano Rin refused without thinking.

"It's not a kid anymore, why are you tackling with me now?"

"To shut up."

"Ok."

The dialogue between the two people's "abrupt beginning, one singing and one harmony, fast rhythm, and inexplicable ending", there is no room for a third person to intervene.

Looking at them like this, Koizumi Aina remembered what happened a long time ago.

In fact, it didn't take long, probably this spring is over, and summer is about to begin.

She asked the two people who had a bad relationship at the time to help tutor the students who needed to make up the exam. As a thank you, she invited them to eat barbecue.

At the rotisserie, facing the two people who quarreled, she said, "You will definitely become friends, and maybe you can become a closer comrade-in-arms relationship than friends."

Now, I really become close, although not a comrade-in-arms, but a lover.

Koizumi Aona sighed with emotion, and smiled and said to the two of them: "Your relationship has become very good."

"Not very good, but very good, Kiyono-san is my most important friend." Toru Watanabe moved a face forward and pressed his face to the new ground.

"Where is Kumiko who I like and I like so much?" Kiyano Rin pinched the footer with his fingers, his eyes still falling on the book.

Watanabe Toru was a little speechless for a moment: "...How did I introduce her to you?"

"Aren't you still chatting on the line? Just now, classmate Jiutiao came to you for this matter, right?"

"Kumiko and I are just like-minded friends. The liking for her is just a normal liking. If it is really a relationship of'I like Kumiko, I like my so much love', how dare I throw my mobile phone casually."

"What do you mean, your liking for me is unusual?"

"Of course it is... a confidential matter."

"The response was quick." Kiyano Rin praised.

"Thank you for the compliment." Watanabe Toru is humble.

The unresponsiveness died early.

"By the way, Watanabe, you are very experienced, do you have to do this kind of thing?" Akiko joked while eating four oranges belonging to the winner.

"What experience!"

For an hour in the kotatsu, Toru Watanabe, who has always been good at summarizing, reflected on it countless times.

He said: "Because of inexperience, I chose to drill the kotatsu at the first time, and it almost killed me!"

Akiko and Koizumi Aona chuckled. Although they were 25 years old, their laughter was as beautiful as a girl.

"Eat oranges to replenish water." Koizumi Qingna handed him an orange.

"Thank you, teacher." Watanabe Toru did not eat, but put the cold orange on the side of his face.

After resting for a while, he sat up slowly when the sweat on his body dried up and his face was not hot.

"I plan to go back to take a shower, I'm all sweaty." He turned to Kiyano Rin who was reading, "Are you going?"

"Well, then I'm leaving too." Kiyano Rin got up from the kotatsu and neatly sorted the folds on the white skirt.

Watanabe took a sip of the tea he had served for an hour, and took "Reminiscence of the Water Years" and oranges.

Koizumi Aona sent the two to the door.

"The kids now are really amazing!" Akoko began to peel the third orange. "The words'long time, many times, large quantity' can be spoken."

Koizumi Aona sits in the kotatsu, thinking of their complicated relationship, frowning and worrying:

"I don't know how long Watanabe can hide it."

"That kid takes the blame. Who made him step on two boats." Huangzi stuffed an orange into his mouth. "Ainna, you spoiled him too much. Maybe someday he begged you to be one of his girlfriends. Will agree."

"Don't talk nonsense! We are a teacher-student relationship!"

"Yes, yes, it's a close teacher-student relationship. But then again, you said, Kujo Miki said a lot, how big is it? How many tablespoons? Or a test tube?"

Hearing what she said, Koizumi Aona had a scene in his mind subconsciously.

Immediately, she complained helplessly and embarrassedly: "Arako, can you not talk about this kind of thing."

"What are you shy about? It's not that the three of us haven't said it." Akoko disagrees.

******

As Koizumi Aona said, the snow is indeed heavy, and it is rushing in densely.

But because there is no wind, it is not too cold.

When the two of them stepped on their feet, their shoes rubbed against the snow, making a faint "creaking" sound.

Toru Watanabe stared at the snow-capped mountains standing in the distance and let out a sigh of relief.

The white fog, like a slowly built bridge, seemed to be built all the way to the snow-capped mountains.

Qingye Rin's eyes were as clear as an aurora, and it took him a long time to breathe out this breath.

"Awesome." She nodded.

"I have a big amount." After saying that, Toru Watanabe regretted it, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said this."

Nonsense is nonsense. Regarding Qingye Rin, he didn't want to make other dirty jokes except for his legs.

"What exactly does'large amount' mean?" Kiyano Rin asked.

"Don't you know?" Watanabe looked at her in surprise.

Rin Kiyano saw it as a provocation. She brushed her long hair off her shoulders and said proudly:

"It is also one of my smart things to ask people who are inferior to me about things I don't know."

Looking at her small face as white as snow, and eyes purer than the clear sky in winter, Watanabe did not explain the meaning of "large amount".

He reached out and patted her on the back:

"R Sang, you have fallen."

Back in the boys' dormitory, there was already a layer of snow on his head and shoulders.

Saito Keisuke and the others are still playing mahjong, and everyone plays the cards as if to smash the mahjong.

Toru Watanabe took out the "Reminiscence of the Years in Water" that didn't touch a single snowflake from the inside of his clothes, and put it on the bedside.

He took clothes and a toothbrush, and went into the dormitory bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower.

After taking a shower, leaning against the bedside reading a book for a while, feeling sleepy in Proust's one-page esoteric French sentence, and then just slept.

Watanabe Toru was awakened by Saito Keisuke.

"What time is it?" He propped up his upper body.

"The snow has stopped, get up quickly." Saito Keisuke replied at a time when any time was possible, and hurriedly turned around to change clothes.

Watanabe Toru looked out the window.

The snow did stop.

The clouds that had obscured the sky dissipated, and ash-colored sunlight poured on the snow.

The whole world seemed to be a kotatsu, and the sun about to sink was an electric heater glowing orange-yellow at the bottom of the table.

"Watanabe, hurry up and have dinner together!" Kuni Shura shouted.

"You go, I'll accompany my girlfriend."

After the four of them left, Watanabe put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

The road that was originally cleared was covered with snow as wide as the thumb.

Several campsite employees were shoveling snow.

The boys from the third class next door were making snowmen, and from time to time they slapped snowballs on their heads when they were not prepared.

The snowball fight was on the verge of breaking out, and even affected Toru Watanabe passing by.

"Watanabe? Sorry, sorry, mistake." The man smiled and apologized.

"It's ok."

When the man turned around and continued to fight with his friends, Watanabe bent down, rubbed the snowball, and smashed them into their collars.

Suddenly, these people are like ants stepping on the heat, screaming and jumping up and down on the ground.

Obviously the weather is below zero, but he desperately pulls the clothes.

Watanabe laughed and hurried away.

******

Miki Kujo returned from Aina Koizumi's room, immediately took a shower and put on new pajamas.

Lying on the soft bed, nestled in a comfortable quilt, turned Watanabe Tetsu's phone upside down.

Browser history, photo album, and line chat history, none of them are overlooked. Apart from the thorough cleaning of the chat history, there is nothing to dissatisfy her.

I slept in a daze, and when I woke up, the snow was small.

Sitting by the window, facing the burning fireplace, took out the tablet and papers and started working.

I don't know that after a long time, the door suddenly opened, and at the same time there was a burst of triumphant laughter.

She didn't look back—it was Toru Watanabe who had the key to her room.

"A bunch of rubbish, have to mess with me! Hahaha!"

"What's so proud of?" she asked, her eyes continuing to scan the files in her hand.

"Miki, listen to me!" Watanabe Toru walked over with the outdoor chill, "I walked well on the way here, but the guy in Class 3 had to provoke me and was beaten by me alone. Falling flowers and flowing water will kill a piece of armor without leaving."

"That's what you promise."

Toru Watanabe sat down on the sofa and said, "I will catch up to you at this point. No matter how good it is, you can still get it."

"Glib and tongue." Kujo Miki said flatly.

"By the way, did you see my phone? Suddenly I couldn't find it." Watanabe asked as if thinking of it.

"On the head of the bed."

When Toru Watanabe threw herself on the bed and reached for her mobile phone, Kujo Miki said, "Your chat history is deleted very diligently."

"Did you look at my phone?"

"Can not watch?"

"Of course I can see, but I also want to see you." Watanabe Toru said.

Miki Kujo snorted softly, and she didn't stop Watanabe from flipping through her phone.

"Password?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"My birthday."

"Your birthday?"

Kujo Miki raised her head, smiled and said, "You don't know?"

"How could I not know."

Toru Watanabe entered 0909, the phone was unlocked, and the email and chat history were entered immediately.

Although it was a joke, he instinctively got serious when he checked.

I read the chat history, photos, and folders all over again. They were all information and photos of the two people.

There are also photos of legs, but these are also in his phone.

Next is social media.

Watanabe Toru found something interesting-the video of the wind music contest, and it was all his footage.

"Ah, my dear Miki, look at what I found!" His tone was dumbfounded, "'Nagoya, boring'."

After speaking, Toru Watanabe gave Miki Kujo a meaningful look.

As he continued to slide down, Kujo Miki snatched the phone.

"What did you do just now?" she asked coldly.

"Reading and sleeping in the dormitory without playing mahjong."

"What are you looking at?"

""in memory of our passing age"."

"Remember it to me."

Therefore, Toru Watanabe recites the passage he read in the afternoon in French.

"[This small, round sweet dessert named Little Madeleine, it looks like a scallop...]"

After memorizing a sentence ~www.ltnovel.com~ Miki Kujo worked on the document and continued to recite in French:

"[I...notice that a strange change is taking place in myself. I feel a wonderful sense of pleasure...makes me feel like I have fallen in love... .】

Her French is tactful and fluent and very pleasant.

Toru Watanabe leaned back on the sofa, and then back:

"[It has nowhere to go, it arrives quickly, and the reasons cannot penetrate...The joys and sorrows of life are nothing, and the sufferings of life need not be haunted, and the shortness of life is just an illusion]"

Outside the window, it was sunny after the snow.

In the sunset, some people are shoveling snow, some are playing snowball fights, and some are stacking various sculptures.

Inside the house, by the burning fireplace, the two of them carried "Reminiscence of the Years in Water" piece by piece.

After Miki Kujo finished memorizing [I seem to see an ancient city by the sea, the rose-red house is illuminated by the golden light of the setting sun, reflecting on the violet sea], Watanabe Toru clapped and applauded.

"King to the wind." He said admiringly.

"Did you not memorize it below, or don't you want to memorize it?" Kujo Miki asked casually in a tone of'it doesn't matter what the answer is'.

At this time, she was wearing pajamas similar to a dress, tied with a streamer around her waist, and the graceful curves of her thin waist were vividly displayed.

At the neckline, you can see the delicate and charming collarbone.

"Unexpectedly, Miki, you would also watch "Reminiscence of the Years"." Watanabe Toru was a little surprised.

Kujo Miki didn't answer, she just made a perfunctory ‘um’ and continued to browse the files in her hand.

Watanabe poured himself a glass of water and sat idly for a while.

In the end, it was really boring, reaching out to grab the soft palms of Miki Kujo, and admiring the round nails like shells.

After that, the two fought until midnight.