I Loaded the Love Game

In winter, the school bell rings at six o'clock, half an hour earlier than summer.

At 6:20, Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki walked in the unmanned school building, and the temperature was much lower than during the day.

Going downstairs and coming to the shoe cabinet, a figure suddenly ran over.

"Watanabe-kun, please accept this!"

"......Oh, thanks."

"You're welcome!"

Twenty minutes have passed since school, the sound of the instruments in the wind club and the unexplained shouts of the sports club on the playground were gone. Unexpectedly, someone would stay here to wait for him and give him chocolates.

Miki Kujo glanced at the girl who went away, and said to Toru Watanabe, "Let's go."

"Great."

Toru Watanabe put the chocolate in the bag that was about to be filled, and went out of the school gate with Miki Kujo and got in the luxury car.

Fifteen minutes later, we arrived at a single-family villa in Chiyoda District.

In island countries, apartments are more advanced than detached houses, but detached houses like Kujo Miki is another matter.

There is also the Kujo main house, where the mother of Kujo lives and covers a large area, which is not a single house in the ordinary sense.

The two had dinner in the living room.

Kujo Miki took two bites casually and left the table and went to the second floor.

Toru Watanabe ate slowly.

"What is this?" he asked the maid.

"Mustard flowers." The maid bent over and replied.

"It should be an early spring dish, right?"

"Yes, this is from Izu Mountain."

"Izu Mountain is already spring?"

"I just entered the early spring, I heard that the cold cherry blossoms are already in full bloom." The maid's voice was pleasant and whispered, as if she was telling a story under the night lights.

Toru Watanabe nodded, took a bite of fried whitebait, and imagined Izu in early spring.

As a result, all the pictures he imagined were the wilderness of Miizawa Village. After all, he had never been to Izu.

A maid came to serve the dishes, and when they left, they took the first two dishes.

Just now the maid took the initiative to introduce: "This is celery mixed with vinegar, this is fried dragon sprouts. They are all early spring mountain dishes served at Izu Hot Spring Hotel."

Watanabe tasted it.

At the corner of the living room leading to the kitchen, a maid came out again and brought fresh dishes.

After half an hour, a maid came down from the second floor.

She walked up to Watanabe Toru and said in a serious tone:

"Master Watanabe, the lady asks if you have finished your dinner."

"What's her original words?" Watanabe Toru knew his girlfriend well.

"Let me see if you are dying." The maid's expression remained unchanged.

Watanabe put down the dishes, wiped his mouth, and when he got up, he said to the maid who had just introduced the dishes:

"Tell the chef for me, please. I like today's dishes very much."

The maid bowed slightly.

Watanabe ate and drank thoroughly, cleared up his emotions, and prepared to face his fate on the second floor.

After taking a shower, Kujo Miki in pajamas sat on the sofa.

With her charming and noble body, she calmly leaned on the cushion, looking down at Watanabe Toru who walked in.

The chest of the yukata opened slightly, revealing the youthful uprightness of a girl.

The hem of the pajamas reveals a large section of smooth legs.

"nice......"

"Come here," she ordered.

Kujo Miki's elusive, unpredictable, ecstasy, and insidious charm.

......

On the big white bed, Watanabe leaned on Miki Kujo, with his head resting on her chest.

Kujo Miki, who was blushing, put her slender white fingers into his hair.

The two stayed like this and passed quietly for a while.

"Arts and science, which one are you going to choose?" Watanabe Toru asked.

Except for his lips, he remained motionless, reveling in the fit of Miki Kujo's skin.

"What about you?" Kujo Miki's voice was lazy, full of satisfaction.

When she was in bed, she was no longer the queen, and the conversation between the two was like a young couple or husband and wife.

"Liberal Arts?" Watanabe Toru was not sure either.

"Ok?"

"Prepare to study in the Economics Department of the University of Tokyo, which is the second class of liberal arts."

"economic?"

"Look, I will hardly need to work in the future. The only four years I need to work are the four years when you gave birth, so should I learn something about economics?"

"I suggest you go to the Faculty of Education." Miki Kujo combed through Watanabe Toru's hair.

"why?"

"You have worked for four years, but you have taken care of your children for at least ten years."

"It makes sense." Watanabe nodded thoroughly, making Miki Kujo's chest itchy. "Then I go to the Faculty of Education, for preschool education?"

"The child doesn't need you to bring it." Kujo Miki said, "Which teacher and nanny in our family can't ask for it?"

"Miki, I have something to ask you, I'm very curious."

"Ok."

"If you have a child in the future, how do you plan to raise it?"

"The first child uses the most demanding method, the others are arbitrary."

"What if it's the first child and doesn't inherit the genes of both of us?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't look good. If you are not smart enough, you can only change one."

"Too ruthless, isn't it? You must have forced the kid to learn a lot before discovering that he wasn't smart enough."

"To learn a lot, I still abandon him for the sake of the child and the Kujo family. By the way," Kujo Miki stopped her hand. "You are not allowed to intervene in this matter. Don't be gentle all day long. Let me To decide."

"Yes, yes." Toru Watanabe, 17, showed no sympathy for his future children.

The two were quiet for a short while.

"What do you think of me as a gift for White Day?" Watanabe Toru asked again.

"The merchant has already thought about it for you, pick the expensive one to buy."

"Yeah." Watanabe Toru buried his face in Miki Kujo's chest, and his voice became dull, "Then what do you want?"

"Think of it myself."

Kujo Miki stopped speaking, feeling the heat he exhaled in her chest.

"I bought the best-looking roses from the Datian Flower Market every day and gave it to you as a good morning?"

The Ota Flower Market in Tokyo’s Ota District is the most famous flower market in the island nation.

Every day, a large number of flowers gather here from all over the world, and the transaction volume ranks first in the island country.

"Things you can do with money."

"What do you want? I have nothing to give you anymore."

Kujo Miki thought for a while, smiled and said, "Then I want a promise."

"Tell me."

"If you are robbed one day, can I kill you?"

Watanabe pushed up his upper body thoroughly and looked down at his Miki.

In his softest and most determined voice, he told his Miki:

"No matter what happens in the future, the two of us will always be together."

"Where is Qingye?"

"no matter who."

"Really?"

"If one day, you can kill me."

Kujo Miki stretched out her hand, hooked Watanabe Toru's neck, and the two kissed together.

"Have you rested?" Watanabe asked after the kiss.

"Come on? No, it's enough for today."

"This is just the beginning, what are you talking about, sister."

"Not coming." Kujo Miki pushed Watanabe away, wrapped her quilt, and turned her back to him.

The huge bed, the slender figure on the edge of the bed, seemed to say, ‘I’m already asleep’.

Toru Watanabe stretched out his hand, pulled her white body out of the quilt, and pulled it to the center of the big bed, under his body.

"At the end just now, you said,'Let me rest for a while,' right?"

"Not coming!" Kujo Miki struggled.

"Come three more times."

"No!" Kujo Miki pressed against Watanabe Toru's lips.

"once!"

"No way, no way!" Kujo Miki's legs clamped Watanabe Toru's hand.

"Give me a reason?" Watanabe Toru moved his finger.

"How many times did you think? I'm tired."

"I'll come this time, elder sister, lie down and enjoy."

"No!" Miki Kujo pressed her close body with her hands.

"why?"

"inside......"

"What's in? Sister, I don't understand, teach me quickly."

"If you don't know how to learn by yourself, you are not number one in the country, don't pester me."

"Sister, my sister Miki, a seventeen-year-old girl, how can you say that you can't do it?" Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

"It's because it's a girl, that's why...Um-"

Unprepared, Kujo Miki hummed.

"Watanabe Toru!"

She patted his back heavily with her hands, making a very loud sound.

After that, the girl's hands slowly turned to touch again.

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After Valentine's Day, Kamikawa High School entered the final exam season.

Those life winners who received chocolate on Valentine's Day will happily worry about how to return the gift after studying.

After the final exam, school time became redundant and happy.

Except for deciding on the second-year sub-subjects based on ‘Liberal Arts and Science and Future Preparations for National or Private’, there is nothing else to worry about.

As time enters March, the weather is still cold in the morning and evening, but it is getting warmer during the day.

When Watanabe Toru was jogging in the morning, he found that peach blossoms had already grown buds. Soon after, it was another year of cherry blossom viewing.

In the Human Observation Department after school, Mihime Kujo rarely appeared.

"Student Qingye, I've been thinking about it for more than 20 days, but I can't think of what to give you in return. Can you tell me directly what you want?"

Opposite the beech wooden table, Rin Kiyano was reading.

"Solve your own business, don't ask me all day."

"But don't you feel too cunning?" Watanabe said, "It's also Valentine's Day. Girls only need to give chocolates, but boys return gifts in various ways."

"The complexity of the matter has nothing to do with the quantity. Even if it is chocolate, it is also divided into whether it is handmade. Buy it directly, choose what packaging and what flavor; handmade, is it simple to melt and solidify, or add condensed milk, cocoa powder, or mustard. ....."

"Wait." Watanabe Toru raised his hand, "Wasabi?"

Kiyano Rin put down her book, put her hand on her chin, and looked at him: "You haven't eaten?"

"I put it at home." Looking at Kiyano Rin's surprised expression, Watanabe asked, "Is this a disgusting thing?"

"Not really, what kind of things are regarded as treasures, it's a personal matter, but it's better to eat them."

"You said it's a treasure, how can it be easily eaten."

The club classroom is quiet for a while.

"Student Watanabe..." Rin Kiyono hesitated to speak but stopped.

"What's the matter?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"Anyway, it will be given every year." Kiyano Rin's voice was very soft.

"Huh? What's the gift?"

Kiyano Rin picked up her schoolbag and stood up: "I will go to the music club. I should stay for a long time. After the end, I will go back directly. Remember to lock the door."

"Wait, you haven't told me what you want in return? It's March 14th soon!" Watanabe Toru picked up his schoolbag and followed.

Leaving the club classroom, the shouts of the sports club and the sound of the instruments in the wind club came faintly.

The two walked side by side in the corridor to the music classroom on the third floor.

"What do you want?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"Sigh." Kiyano Rin sighed, "After a while, let's walk around the street by the way. If you find something I like, let you buy it for me."

"That's good. But I use Miki's money to buy you gifts, don't you dislike it?"

"Isn't that better? Use her things on me." Kiyano Rin smiled cheerfully.

"...R Sang."

"what's up?"

"You really are a bad woman."

"Student Watanabe, I have said that many times, I have never been a good person. Also, I am a girl, a beautiful girl."

""

"What are you talking nonsense again?" Qingye frowned.

It seems that Miss Kiyano, a young writer, doesn't take it lightly.

"Watanabe-kun who reads many books." Without answering R-san's question, T-san praised himself.

When he arrived at the playing club, Rin Kiyano let Hayami Kaoru call everyone to assemble.

Toru Watanabe leaned against the window, looking at the baseball field in the distance.

The coach was yelling at a member of the base runner. Although he couldn't hear him, he was probably ‘idiot! You idiot! 'such as.

The scolded member was accustomed to it, and his sportswear was dirty.

After taking a second glance, the members of the wind club converged from the group practice room to the music classroom.

First is the flute & piccolo part closest to the music classroom, then the French horn part...

Finally, Watanabe Toru sees the bass part, and Mai Mai is also in it.

The two looked at each other, and Mai Mai walked to him calmly, facing Rin Kiyano's face.

"Senior sister, why are you here?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"Classmate Yimu asked me to instruct the bass part."

After speaking, Mai Mai seemed to feel that the words were too short and looked cold, so she added:

"On the day of the movie, she told me that it will start after the final exam."

"That's it." Watanabe nodded thoroughly.

"I will come later."

"after?"

"I went to college, Saturday and Sunday, and practiced here by the way."

"If you are oboe, I can guide you, senpai." Watanabe Toru said.

"Yeah." Mai Mai nodded.

After being silent for a while, she said softly: "After the graduation ceremony, I will move."

"I look forward to the graduation ceremony, the formal graduation ceremony, I have never seen it before."

The two stopped talking, and Kiyano Rin began to take turns letting people talk to her.

The first is the clarinet man.

After she finished playing, the other clarinet members would also write down what Rin Kiyono had instructed her.

After all the guidance, Mai Asuna continued to instruct the bass part, Watanabe Toru and Kiyano Rin finished their club activities ahead of time and were ready to buy Valentine's Day gifts in return.

The sky has started to darken, and street lights and vending machines are on.

The two came to a side street.

There are residential buildings and shops on both sides of the street.

Most of the windows were dark, and only a small shop in the distance, bright yellow lights overflowed the street.

The whole street is dim, and the store feels warm like a refuge in a storm.

"Go and see?" Watanabe Toru faced the store.

"Well~www.ltnovel.com~ The two did not deliberately chat. They occasionally thought of something, or found something interesting in the shop window around, so they exchanged a few words casually.

The conversation started inexplicably, and ended abruptly.

But the atmosphere has always been very relaxed, even if one person speaks once in a while, the other person ignores it.

There were no people on the street, only a middle-aged man came on the left hand side of the road.

He is pushing a bicycle and holding the middle of the front with one hand.

The two approached. The shop was a small bookstore that sold coffee and desserts, or a coffee dessert shop that sold books.

"Buy a book?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"No, it's too cheap for you." Qingye Rin put his hand to his chin, and said solemnly.

Toru Watanabe is a little helpless, and a little funny, such Kiyano Rin is rare.

"What do you want there?" His tone was casual, and it sounded like Rin Kiyono could do anything.

"What is your gift to Kujo classmate?" Rin Kiyano asked.

"Buy the best roses from the Datian Flower Market every day and give them to her as a good morning."

"A lie. But I want this one."

"...No way."

"Reason?" Kiyano Rin asked with a smile, holding his arm.

"How can friends send roses every day?"

"Then you put the rose in the club classroom as a decoration."

"this is okay."

"Student Watanabe, I'm very satisfied if you insist on not giving it to me." Kiyano Rin nodded.

"...You are testing your believers?"

"That's right," Kiyano Rin said, "If you agree directly, although I..., I will be a little disappointed."

"so troublesome."

"Women are like this."

"Aren't you a girl?"

"A girl is not a woman?"

"What you said is."