I Loaded the Love Game

Watanabe cleaned up his curled hair, and breakfast was ready.

"Toru, you go upstairs to get Miki to get up." Watanabe's mother ordered her son while serving breakfast.

Toru Watanabe thought of Kujo Miki's usual anger when she got up, and her own habit of not keeping breakfast.

"I'll serve it to her," he said.

"Eating in the room?" Watanabe asked in surprise, "Then I will keep it for her, and eat it when she gets up."

"Don't be so troublesome."

For breakfast, there are hot milk, baked toast with strawberry jam, omelette with salt, various vegetable soups, and scones.

Toru Watanabe put these on the wooden dinner plate and carefully brought them upstairs.

"Miki, have breakfast."

Entering the bedroom, Kujo Miki curled up in the quilt.

Qing Ye Rin's bed, which was next to him, has been stowed away, neatly folded and placed in a cabinet.

Toru Watanabe held the dinner plate and knelt down beside Miki Kujo's pillow.

She covered only a small part of the large quilt, and held the rest in her arms.

Under his head, there is a corner of the quilt pillow.

"Miki?" He bent down and combed her stay in the sea with his hands.

Kujo Miki's flawless profile was shining in the morning light that slipped in through the window.

Watanabe pointed his finger at the center of her eyebrows and slid along the perfect curve of the bridge of her nose to the tip of her nose.

She seemed to feel itchy, and Miki Kujo rubbed her nose against the quilt, and she made a slight dissatisfaction in her mouth.

Watanabe couldn't help but smile.

He squeezed her delicate and pretty face: "Get up, go to bed after eating."

"Um-" This means not to eat, don't bother me.

"I brought it to you, you can eat when you sit up."

Kujo Miki did not move.

In order to finish work quickly and go back to her hometown with Toru Watanabe, she probably hasn't slept well these days.

Watanabe Toru put the dinner plate at his feet, held Miki Kujo with both hands, and hugged her into his arms.

"Hmm--" What does this mean, it's so annoying, it's cold.

Toru Watanabe let her lean in his arms, then pulled the quilt over and covered her.

"Come on, drink hot milk first."

A few seconds after he picked up the hot milk from the dinner plate, Kujo Miki was almost asleep in his arms.

Toru Watanabe held the cup to her mouth for a while before she took a sip.

Put down the milk and use chopsticks to break the omelette.

"Fried eggs, ah—"

Miki Kujo closed her eyes, ate the omelette into her mouth, and then chewed while preparing to fall asleep.

Seeing that she was almost chewing, Watanabe Toru picked up the steaming vegetable soup.

He picked up a piece of white radish that was soaked in soup and blew it twice, preparing to feed it to Miki Kujo in her arms.

Before the white radish came to her mouth, only to smell it, Kujo Miki turned her face away and buried it in his arms.

"No white radish?"

"..." did not speak.

Watanabe ate the white radish by himself, and picked up the softly boiled red radish.

"This time it's carrots, it's sweet, come on, ah—"

Kujo Miki took a small bite and didn't need the remaining half.

Watanabe Toru threw the missing half of the carrot into his mouth.

"My beautiful princess, my honorable queen, and soup next." Watanabe Toru blew into the bowl.

The hot white mist floated out of the bowl, and the room seemed to warm up.

Kujo Miki was not disgusted with the soup and drank three sips in a row.

"Next dish, toast." Watanabe tore off the soft white part. "The sauce is homemade jam, it's delicious."

Miki Kujo ate the toast into her mouth, her cherry-colored lips squirming mechanically.

"One more sip of milk!"

"Well, Miki is so good, and then toast again!"

"With a small bite of vegetables, the nutrition is balanced!"

Half of the toast was eaten, all the vegetables were bitten, and the rest was eaten by Watanabe.

During this time, Kujo Miki closed her eyes all the way, and leaned her head on Watanabe Toru's chest.

"Next is the fragrant scones, freshly baked~"

Watanabe tore open the thin scones.

The heat contained in the scones was released at once, and the aroma of the flour after being roasted by the charcoal fire also escaped.

He first threw a small piece into his mouth.

"Yeah, it's delicious."

I fed Miki Kujo a little, and ate, and fed a second bite, no more.

He tore the remaining scones into small pieces and soaked them in vegetable soup.

When they are full of soup, feed Miki Kujo with a spoon.

While she was chewing, Watanabe noticed that her long eyelashes were sticking to her white porcelain skin.

It should be because of the tears that appeared because of sleepiness.

Perhaps only Watanabe Toru has seen Kujo Miki's look of gaffe, freshness, recklessness, and lightness.

He held the spoon in his hand, straightened his little finger, and gently raised his eyelashes.

After doing this little thing, Kujo Miki's mouth stopped chewing, and he took another bite.

After breakfast was mostly wiped out, he would not eat anything to feed Miki Kujo, and only buried her face in his arms.

Watanabe put the dishes and chopsticks away, put her back on the bed, and covered the quilt.

"Sleep well, and when you wake up, I will take you to the village."

Whispering in her ear, and kissing her soft lips, Watanabe Toru left the room with the dinner plate.

The awake person left, and the bedroom returned to silence.

After a while, the sleeping person wrapped the quilt tighter and buried his face in the quilt.

At the window, the dust entangled with each other in the light beams in the early winter morning.

Watanabe Toru returned to the living room.

Watanabe's mother and Kiyano Rin were eating slowly.

Watanabe's father had eaten a separate breakfast and left long before Watanabe Toru delivered the letter.

As the New Year's Eve approaches, the delivery work gets busier. He can only rest on New Year's Eve.

On the stove, scones were bulging into balls, and the kettle was steaming.

"Did Miki eat it?" Watanabe's mother asked.

"Yeah." Watanabe Toru put the plate in the sink.

Mom Watanabe got up and walked to the stove, punctured the bulging scones. After confirming it, she picked it up with a tong and placed it in a plate of Watanabe Toru.

Toru Watanabe sat down at the dining table.

"Auntie is very kind to Watanabe." Rin Kiyano said with a smile.

The scones I just made are still on the table, it's not hot enough anymore.

Toru Watanabe tore open the scones that had just been taken from the stove, looked at his mother, and said to Kiyano Rin:

"It's just a few days since I came back, and you will see it in a few days, and you won't have any food."

"What nonsense!" Watanabe's mother denied.

Watanabe took a bite of scones and a bite of soup.

"Understood?" He raised his eyebrows at Kiyano Rin.

"Understood." Kiyano Rin, who can see through the lies, nodded, "But you do like to talk nonsense."

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Auntie, do you know what Watanabe-san is like at school?"

"We often talked on the phone with Mr. Koizumi and said she was doing very well.

"Teacher Koizumi is so pitiful." Rin Kiyono sighed for Aina Koizumi. "Auntie Ed, classmate Watanabe always stares at..."

"Staring at the blackboard!" Watanabe Tetsutang stopped drinking, and interrupted her quickly, "I stared at the blackboard, right, R-san?"

Kiyano Rin looked away from Watanabe's mother, smiled and looked at him: "Am I still talking nonsense, Watanabe classmate?"

"Nonsense, I'm nonsense."

R Sang raised the smile of the winner.

"Mom, Tokyo women bullied me." Watanabe Toru asked an adult.

Watanabe's mother laughed happily and said to Rin Kiyano:

"Rin, I will trouble you to watch Xiao Che at school in the future, tell me what's the matter."

"Okay, Auntie."

"Let's exchange contact information."

"Ok."

Seeing the two who not only exchanged emails, but also added line friends, Watanabe felt worried about the future when he thought that Rin Kiyano never lied.

Although he didn't do anything against the law, there are some things—such as seeing Ye Rin's legs. There is no need for his parents to know about this kind of thing!

Not only did the two exchange lines, Watanabe's mother also pulled Kiyono Rin into the Watanabe crowd.

Toru Watanabe thought for a while, and pulled in Miki Kujo who was still sleeping upstairs.

The number of people in the family has changed from three to five.

Toru Watanabe looked at this number and thought of Mai Mai Asuna who is far away in Tokyo. Maybe one day in the future, this number will become six?

I don’t know what his parents would think of him at that time...

Before that, he might have been destroyed by Miki Kujo's humanitarianism. No, it could not be the easy way to die by the destruction of humanitarianism. He should have been slaughtered.

The word ‘slaughter’ always feels like a pig and a sheep.

After breakfast, Watanabe's mother cleaned up the dishes.

"Xiao Che, you go to Yoshida's house and help me get the blessings from the gods. I'll go out in a while."

"Great."

Fukujinzuke, a pickle made from seven kinds of vegetables marinated in seasonings.

"I'll go together," Kiyano Rin said.

"Also, just take a turn and show you the scenery of the countryside."

Rin Kiyono didn't change clothes, but walked towards the entrance with Toru Watanabe in a sweater and long skirt.

While putting on the shoes, Watanabe was completely taken aback.

"What's the matter?" Kiyano Rin asked.

"Nothing." Watanabe put on his shoes. "Let's go."

Before breakfast, the son casually said to his mother that his feet were a little cold. After breakfast, there was an extra layer of plush cushion in his son's shoes.

The two left Watanabe's house and went to the small road in the village.

Except for the neighbors next door, the farthest home from Watanabe's house takes three or four minutes to walk.

The morning air is full of silence.

In the canal, the stream gurgled and made a pleasant sound.

Farmland is all around, and the roots of straw are still in it.

The two people walked side by side in such a rural scenery.

"In June and July, there is a large area of ​​hydrangea." Watanabe pointed to a ridge.

Kiyano Rin glanced there, and muttered:

"I have seen in many literature books, shouldn't the ridges in the country be planted with broad beans and the like? How can you grow useless hydrangea?"

"Fava beans are also grown, and there are more soybeans, but that is all in the past. Now there are fewer people and a lot of farmland is deserted."

"It's been many years indeed." Rin Kiyano nodded. "They are all books from the Showa period."

The two walked across the ridge full of hydrangeas in June, and next to them was a plastic greenhouse.

Off-season vegetables are grown in the greenhouse.

There are three ridges in total, one ridge of tomatoes, one ridge of eggplant, and the remaining ridge, full of coriander, green pepper, garlic seedlings, etc.

Toru Watanabe left the path, crossed the canal, stepped into the mud, opened the shed and walked in.

"Is this yours?" Kiyano Rin followed in, looking around curiously.

"No."

Watanabe picked two red tomatoes, wiped them casually, and handed one to Rin Kiyano.

"Isn't that stealing?" Kiyano Rin looked at the lovely tomatoes in his hand.

"In our Misawa Village," Watanabe took a big bite, revealing red flesh and yellow seeds. "This is a symbol of good neighbor relations, and we only took two."

"It's the same as if you had a driver's license in Mizawa Village?"

"By analogy, smart!" Watanabe Toru complimented.

Rin Kiyano sighed, "I really hope that a policeman can teach you a lesson."

"Do you think the police don't steal? Every time that guy comes to our village, rides a broken bike, stops by the road and picks cucumbers in the field, don't think that every time you take one, it's not stealing.

Qingye Rin didn't eat tomatoes, so he took out his mobile phone and squatted to take photos of tomatoes and eggplants hanging on the branches.

"Isn't it a symbol of good neighbor relationship? Why did you steal it again?" She asked while filming.

"He doesn't belong to our village."

Watanabe Toru has eaten the tomatoes, and the stalks are thrown directly into the ground.

Waiting for Master Qingye, who had never seen the world, finished taking coriander from all angles, the two closed the door of the greenhouse and continued walking.

"This village is barren but not declining." Qingye Rin looked at the sun rising from the mountain.

"Well, it's the same as my house: old, but not broken." Watanabe Toru also looked at the distant mountains.

"What is summer like?"

"The eyes are full of fresh green, and the rhododendrons in the mountains are crying."

"Is there no bonito?" Kiyano Rin retracted his gaze and looked at Watanabe Toru.

Watanabe Toru also looked back, and the two smiled at each other.

This is a haiku by Yamaguchi Sudo: The eyes are full of fresh green, the cuckoos in the mountains are screaming, and the bonito is fresh in early summer.

"You don't know what the hell." Watanabe said unwillingly.

"If you want to surpass me in literature, you can read our eight-meter-high family library first." Kiyano Rin covered his mouth and laughed.

"Take it slowly, it's still a long time anyway."

"So, in your own words, what is summer in Mizawa Village like?"

"Um... monotonous cicadas, intermittent wind bells."

"'Monotone, intermittent', although it sounds good, but compared with the previous'full of fresh green, cuckoo cuckoo in the mountains', it looks desolate."

"Can you not be desolate?" Watanabe explained, "Do you think the country is comfortable? It makes sense to live occasionally. For those who have seen the neon lights in the city, this is a ghost place."

"Forget it, don't talk about it." Watanabe continued, pointing to the valley at the end of the road, "Walking through there, you can see the sea~www.ltnovel.com~ I will show you in two days."

"So, this is actually a village by the sea?" The glance when Kiyano Rin remembered it was indeed the sea.

"Huh? It makes sense!" Watanabe made a fist with his right hand and hammered his left palm. "So I am not a child in the mountains, but a child by the sea."

Rin Kiyano glared at him with a look of "what are you thinking about all day?"

While talking, the two arrived at Yoshida's house.

The layout is similar to Watanabe's house, with concrete paths, mud vestibules, and quaint traditional buildings.

The difference is that the tractor parked in the warehouse is a seedling planting tractor.

"It's Kotoru!" Aunt Yoshida's voice is very nice.

"Aunt Yoshida." Watanabe said hello. "This is my friend from a school in Tokyo, Rin Kiyono."

"Aunt Yoshida, good morning." Kiyano Rin held the tomato with both hands, folded them in front of her abdomen, and bowed slightly.

"What friend? It's a girlfriend!" Aunt Yoshida affirmed, and smiled and said to Kiyano Rin, "Rin is so beautiful!"

"...My girlfriend is sleeping at home." Watanabe explained patiently.

"Huh? You have two girlfriends?!"

"...My mother asked me to get lucky stains."

"Fu Shenzhe? Oh, there is such a thing, I have already put it in the bottle."

Aunt Yoshida went to the house to fetch the blessing **** stains, and said to Toru Watanabe, "Today I am going to dig winter bamboo shoots. Would you like Toru to come?"

"Okay." Watanabe Toru looked at the second floor, "Reiko-sensei is still sleeping?"

"After the school's winter vacation, I still lay in bed at noon!" Aunt Yoshida looked angry when she talked about her daughter.

Toru Watanabe, who had also gotten up at noon before, said that if Reiko wants to change, he needs to go to Tokyo and then meet Miki Kujo.

When I got home, it was only eight o'clock.

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