I Loaded the Love Game

When Miki Kujo woke up, Toru Watanabe was no longer visible in the room.

With beautiful and noble eyes like jewels, he glanced at his side, then closed his eyes again.

The retro-style interior and historic furniture decoration seem to lose its charm, become black and white, and be weathered.

"Miki, my Miki, have you gotten up?" A faint call, gradually approaching the footsteps.

The world suddenly had colors, the furniture was brilliant, and the bed's residual temperature was just right.

The singing of birds in the morning came from the courtyard, and the May sun came in softly.

She did not speak.

She pretended to be asleep.

Waiting for the boy who called her name to wake her up.

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Watanabe ran around the house twice, broke a rose in the garden, and returned to the bedroom.

Kujo Miki lay gracefully on the soft big bed.

Gorgeous black hair, delicate face, white arms, as bright as the moon last night.

Pretending to sleep.

Kujo Miki's sleeping position is very childish.

Watanabe Toru walked over, put the rose on the tip of her beautiful nose, and he leaned over to smell it.

Between face and face, there is only the morning rose.

The petals swept across her nose, itchy, Kujo Miki opened her eyes.

Seeing his eyes blended, Watanabe Toru said:

"Miki, I love you."

Kujo Miki glanced at him, then looked down at the rose, and asked him what was going on with her eyes.

"Picked in the garden. I promised to send you a rose every day, and one day must be no less."

"This is a May rose." Kujo Miki looked at the bright red petals of the rose.

"May rose blooming in May? Good name."

"It is known as the Queen of Flowers."

"Most worthy of you."

"It is rich in vitamins and natural pigments, which can improve the endocrine loss of silk and skin, freshen the body fragrance, and keep the figure. In addition, it can also prevent wrinkles, ruddy complexion, and make people young and beautiful."

"Rose has so many functions? Isn't it appreciative?"

"Where did you pick it?" Kujo Miki asked.

"In the yard."

"Fool, that was planted by my mother to take a bath."

Toru Watanabe looked at the flowers, and looked at Miki Kujo, who was more beautiful than the flowers.

"In other words, the two of us are smelling your mother's bath water?"

After a short pause, Watanabe couldn't help laughing.

Kujo Miki first looked at him coldly, and finally laughed herself.

Toru Watanabe threw the flower to the end of the bed, and they hugged each other across the quilt.

"Come in and sleep a little longer." Kujo Miki patted Watanabe Toru on the back.

"Okay." Watanabe released her and began to undress.

"Don't take it off."

"Yes, my lord queen."

Toru Watanabe lifted the quilt and got in after half of his upper body was taken off.

When eating in the morning, Kujo's mother looked at Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki who walked side by side, and couldn't help but admire.

Beautiful man and charming daughter.

The more she looked, the more satisfied she became with Watanabe Toru.

Smart, handsome, and funny, looking at her daughter's appearance, things in bed are also very good.

"Miki is becoming more and more feminine, teach her mother how to do it?" she teased.

Kujo Miki glanced at Watanabe Toru and asked him to answer.

"Smell your bath water every morning." Watanabe Toru said.

"Bath water?" Kujo's mother stunned, and looked at Mihime Kujo who was ``coldly putting pressure on Watanabe."

Kujo Miki walked to the long table and sat down, picked up the knife and fork, and said:

"Early in the morning, he picked a May rose and put it on my face, and proudly showed it off."

"May rose? In the yard?" Kujo's mother asked curiously.

"Ok."

"That's not me..." Kujo's mother reacted and giggled, "This kid, it's not good to pick any flowers!"

Her voice is full of vitality, and I don't know whether it is the effect of May Rose or the credit of ≈lt;beauty cream≈gt;.

"Please don't say anything, besides, I'm going to play the young master's temper and skip breakfast!" Watanabe smiled and sat down opposite Miki Kujo.

The two looked at each other affectionately with smiling eyes.

The table was filled with colorful flowers, and the three of them ate breakfast happily.

After enjoying a perfect breakfast, the two left the Kujo mansion.

Kujo Miki goes to work, Watanabe goes to school, and prepares to participate in the selection meeting of the wind club.

Today is Saturday. There is no need to arrive at school early or practice the oboe as hard as last year. Toruya Watanabe arrived ten minutes before the start of the audition.

At this time, among the more than one hundred people in the wind club, the earliest one had been practicing for three hours.

The corridor on the third floor of the club building was full of people, some practicing, and the first batch of people preparing for an interview.

They, who were already nervous, became even more nervous after seeing Watanabe Toru-this heralded that the selection was about to begin.

"Watanabe-kun, good morning."

"Good morning."

People kept saying hello to him.

The personal assault last year has long since disappeared with "Game after game, Watanabe Toru shows his unmatched playing skills time and time again."

Many people even guessed the original intention of Watanabe Toru.

After all, he was not that kind of person before, and he has never done anything like that since.

"Senior, Watanabe-sen!" Horikita Maui took the reed from her mouth and ran over.

"How are you preparing?"

Toru Watanabe looked at the reed in her hand and remembered the days when he made his own reed by the window after school last year.

"Not at all." Horikita Maui said with a bitter face.

"Look more at what I mentioned about you, and take a look at what you should pay attention to in the ensemble."

"Yeah! I know! I will work hard and I will not let the predecessors down!"

"It's good to be worthy of yourself."

Toru Watanabe stopped chatting and walked into the music classroom.

The classrooms filled with stools and music stands were empty on weekdays.

Three stools, two desks, and a music stand were placed in the center.

Two tables were used by Watanabe Toru and Kiyano Rin, and the music stand was used for the staff who participated in the selection.

Rin Kiyano was already sitting at a desk, writing something on the score with a pencil.

In the empty music classroom, there was only the rustle of her writing on paper.

"Good morning, Kiyono-san." Watanabe Toru walked over and sat beside her with a light and sweet fragrance.

"Good morning."

"What are you writing?"

"An important node in the performance of each instrument."

"Obviously just helping but so serious."

Kiyano Rin didn't answer him, sometimes he was contemplative, sometimes sketching on the score, and writing the name of the instrument between the notes.

That should be the section where each instrument will be assessed.

If you know the content of the assessment one month in advance, I wonder if it can be used to trade with the girls in the wind club and let them run errands to buy drinks.

Watanabe thought about meaningless things, and soon it was time for selection.

In the morning it was brass pipes, in the afternoon wood pipes and percussion instruments. The first part to participate in the selection was the Euphonium.

The Euphonium has no third-grade members, and the first one to participate is the second-grade Yimu Kui.

She walked in nervously, sat across from them nervously, and put the wrinkled sheet music on the music stand.

"Please report your grade, name, and responsible instrument." Rin Kiyano said.

Obviously the classmates in the same class, she still followed the process meticulously.

Kiyano Rin will never show mercy to his men because of a good relationship, and let Yimu Kui introduce himself respectfully with the posture of his younger generations or subordinates.

"Tuning?" Kiyano Rin's voice was flat.

"Already adjusted!"

"Specify the thirty-second bar of the song. Blow until I stop, let's start."

"Yes!"

Ichimu Kui took two hard breaths, picked up the Euphonium on the pleated skirt on his knees, took a deep breath for the third time, and then pressed his lips to the mouthpiece.

The vigorous and full euphonium sound shakes the air in the music classroom in early May.

Watanabe listened quietly.

Ichimu Kui's tone is very similar to the early days of Mai Mai.

"That's it." Kiyano Rin said suddenly.

Yimu Kui's mind was blank, and he didn't know where he was blowing, so he could only follow the instructions to put down the instrument foolishly.

"The characteristic of the Euphonium is its soft tone, but it has a deep reverberation. Ichiki-san, think about it again when you go back."

"Yes!" After subconsciously answering, Yimu Kui's face turned pale.

This is, lost? A color of self-doubt appeared on her face.

Seeing her, she is a classmate after all, Watanabe said:

"Congratulations, classmate Yimu."

"...Huh?" Kazuki Aoi stared at Watanabe Rin vigorously, remembering that Rin Kiyano had the final say, so he looked at Rin Kiyano nervously.

"The results will be announced at noon." Kiyano Rin said coldly, "Please call the next one in."

"Ah, yes!"

Yimu Kui put away the music score and walked towards the classroom door without being able to step on it.

"It's okay to tell her in advance, right?"

"How do you know she passed?"

"I don't know you yet? I only say a few words about things that I care about. For example, I am the most scolded by you."

"Be less self-righteous. I scold you because you should scold."

Listening to the conversation between the two behind him, Yimu Kui finally felt the thickness of the wooden floor under his feet.

Passed!

She was holding a musical instrument and a sheet of music, but she opened the door of the classroom very neatly.

The Euphonium is all over and there is a 15-minute break.

At this time, except for Watanabe Toru and Kiyano Rin, only Kokusai who confirmed that he passed can really rest.

The rest, including the euphonium staff who had already interviewed, were all too nervous.

Watanabe supported his chin and stared out of the window.

The shouts of sports clubs such as the baseball club and the track and field club can be faintly heard, and everyone is cheering for the game.

He turned his head and said to Rin Kiyono, who was writing the qualified list:

"I heard that when you were a kid, you won the boxing game all afternoon, and asked Miki to push the swing all afternoon?"

"She told you?"

"Her mother."

Kiyano Rin nodded.

"Are you good at guessing?" Watanabe Toru continued.

"I've only guessed boxing with Miki Kujo, I don't know if I am good at it or not."

Watanabe Toru did not have the hand supporting his head, and he clenched his fist and stretched it between the two of them.

"Those who have lost, have dinner at noon today," he said.

"Did you bring the change?" Kiyano Rin put down the pen, "On Valentine's Day, you have not paid me back the money I paid in advance."

"Very confident." Watanabe sat upright and rolled up the sleeves of his school uniform. "Unfortunately, you are the one who treats you, so you should just think about whether you have any change."

Sunlight came in through the gap formed by the white curtains, Watanabe was backlit, and they lightly shone on Kiyano Rin's face.

After the first game.

"Two wins in three games are fine," Watanabe said proudly.

"No." After a short pause, Kiyono Rin said, "I'll gamble on dinner again."

"I appreciate your courage to admit failure."

"Heh." Qingye Rin sneered.

The second sentence is still Watanabe Toru's victory.

"Oh." The winner sighed sadly.

"Come again."

"Tomorrow's lunch?"

"You didn't send roses today? I forgive you if I win."

"You really have a grudge, you have to be careful in the future."

"With your personality, it was already written on the first page of the diary."

"You guessed wrong, what I wrote is."

With that said, the third game was decided.

Watanabe's big slender hands are fists, and Kiyano Rin's white and slender hands are scissors.

"Come again." Kiyano Rin was expressionless, "You won, I forgive you for writing bad words in your diary; I won, give me your diary."

"The stakes seem to be out of proportion, but forget it, rock, paper, scissors."

In the fourth game, the winner continued his victory.

Rin Kiyano carefully looked at Watanabe Toru and stared at his face unscrupulously.

That's a handsome face that you don't have to do anything, any woman will fall in love with it.

"You cheated?" she said.

"No." Watanabe Teo replied with a smile, and stared at her beautiful face.

"It's all luck?"

"Yes."

"lie."

"I just react quickly. When you punch, I can see clearly what you come up with."

Kiyano Rin took the sheet music, turned his back, and wrote something on it.

Then, she turned her head and said to Watanabe Toru: "What I want to publish has been written down, what did you make?"

"Bring this?"

"This time the bet is all the previous ones. I won. All the previous bets counted as I won."

"Then you lose?" Watanabe asked curiously, "This time the bet is so big, what are you going to use for the bet?"

"If I lose..." Kiyano Rin groaned for a while, then raised a jade-like little thumb.

Watanabe looked at her suspiciously.

"I allow you to touch Qingye God's little finger."

"..." Watanabe Toru pressed her hand, "You come here less."

His palm briefly touched Qingye Rin's smooth and smooth back of hand.

In the middle of the night after a dance party last year, he briefly hugged her slender waist through his clothes;

At Kyoto Station, he put his hands on her curvy shoulders across the costume.

Just now, he touched her body for the first time.

Warm and tender, smooth and delicate, gentle and stable.

With the remaining touch and the slight body temperature, Watanabe was touched and paralyzed, and then it was all warm.

"I agree to your bet." He blurted out.

"I obviously have a girlfriend, but playing this kind of game with me is really nasty." Qingye Rin pressed the back of his touched hand.

"Well, dirty."

"It's still vulgar."

"Vulgar~www.ltnovel.com~too vulgar." Watanabe Toru followed her and scolded himself.

The touch on the back of Kiyano Rin's hand still lingered in his heart, and he couldn't leave for a long time.

At that moment, he was willing to give everything in order to keep this feeling alive.

Kiyano Rin looked at Watanabe's clear and clear eyes, and at this moment, watching her became bright.

She put her touched hand on her knee: "Say, what are you doing?"

Toru Watanabe stretched out his palm and slowly clenched his fist.

"Stone?" Kiyano Rin confirmed.

Finally, Toru Watanabe popped his index finger and middle finger, and compared the scissors hand in front of his right eye.

"Scissors," he said.

"..." Kiyano Rin said nothing, and tightly held the hand he had touched just now.

The two sat close together, as if they were at the same table. Toru Watanabe, with good ears, could hear her heart beating.

"Forget it, it's a stone." When Watanabe said these words, he had already got rid of the girl's infatuation curse.

In the music classroom, the increasingly dangerous atmosphere disappeared into the clear May sky with the shouts of sports clubs outside the window.

"I won." Rin Kiyano showed him the score and wrote in the blank space in the corner.

"Lunch and dinner, I will invite. The diary...when will it be given to you?"

"End and go with you, lest you make changes secretly."

"Okay, listen to you."

When the break was over, Rin Kiyano sat down tightly, Watanabe Toru also put down his sleeves.

"Student Watanabe."

"Ok?"

"You are not only vulgar, but also timid."

"...Please call this singleness."

"A single lover of two lovers?"

"How do you know?!" Watanabe Toru remembered that he hadn't told her about Koizumi Aina.

"I don't know what's the matter with you?"

"Then you still read my diary?!"

"curious."