I Loaded the Love Game

Toru Watanabe was lying on the sofa, stupidly there for almost twenty minutes.

When the clock was pointing to half past two, he finally couldn't help getting up.

"Boom boom boom!" Knocked on the bedroom door slightly.

"Two eldest ladies," Watanabe said, "we meet every day, it doesn't matter what clothes we wear."

"Come in." Kujo Miki's voice.

"Yes?" Watanabe tentatively said, confirming that no quarrel broke out inside, and then opened the door carefully.

On the 2m by 2m2 bed, the oversized dolphin doll is lying on it.

Actually sleep with Qingye every day?

Watanabe Toru wondered if he was going to assassinate it.

Looking around, there were no two of them, probably in the hidden cloakroom.

Toru Watanabe took a book, "Hemingway's Short Stories" from the bedside, and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window that was sunny in the afternoon.

The simple-style single sofa is very comfortable, and there is a triangular low table in front of you with a candle-like fragrance.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, is the blue sky of Shinjuku.

Looking down, the street trees on both sides of the street are shining brightly in the sun.

Toru Watanabe found a comfortable sitting position, and while imagining Rin Kiyano sitting here reading a book, he flipped through it casually.

After reading an article, he glanced at the black dial on his left hand, and when it was still two minutes to three o'clock, the two young ladies finally figured it out.

""I don't have any energy anymore."" He flipped through the book, "I feel so dispirited. I don't know, I don't know what to say."

"It feels boring to sleep." Kiyano Rin said.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!" Watanabe closed the book with a snap—not so loudly, "You should say, "Is there no interest in love?" Then I answer you..."

"Let you come in to give us advice, not to endorse you." Kujo Miki interrupted him bluntly.

"I have been waiting for almost an hour." Watanabe thoroughly expressed his grievance.

"It's too short?"

"Too-short!" Not to mention Kiyano Rin and Kujo Miki, even the little girl playing in the park sandpit knows that Watanabe is lying.

Kiyano Rin gave him a funny look and asked him: "Since I can't wait, see how we dress up."

Watanabe looked at them thoroughly, and the two of them posed in good-looking poses, and couldn't care about the clothes at all for a while.

Kiyono Rin changed into a thin V-neck sweater and jeans that highlighted the curve, and Miki Kujo changed into a white dress, her tights were gone, and she suddenly walked in a pure wind.

"There is nothing to say whether it looks good or not, I admit, I had a low evaluation of you before." Watanabe Toru said.

The two smiled at the same time. Miki Kujo cast a sullen look, and said with a smile: "Greasy mouth is slippery."

"For me," Watanabe stood up and put "The Complete Works of Hemingway's Short Stories" back on the bed, "As long as you don't have any exposure, you are beautifully dressed."

"Am I right?" Rin Kiyono said to Miki Kujo.

"I knew it a long time ago." Kujo Miki glanced at Watanabe Toru.

"Huh?" Watanabe looked at the two people back and forth, wondering: "What's the matter?"

"You don't need to know." Kiyano Rin walked to the mirror, squeezed his cuffs, twisted and checked his clothes.

"Mime," Watanabe Toru said with an expression of being abandoned, pointing to her and to himself, "The two of us are one side."

"Well, we are one side." Kujo Miki said with a smile, "It's nothing, I talked about you just now when I was trying on clothes, and Rin said that you are as selfish and possessive as me; as proud as her; as Mai Mai. Just as paranoid; as gentle as Koizumi Aona."

"I am schizophrenic?"

"I also like nonsense, and use nonsense to cover up." Kiyano Rin added in front of the mirror.

"At least please deny schizophrenia," Watanabe reminded.

"Let's go." Kiyano Rin briskly turned around in front of the mirror, twisting and walking towards Miki Kujo.

"Is there anything fun about Jiyugaoka?" Kujo Miki asked.

“Jyugaoka is known as the island’s dessert sacred place, and it is very famous all over the world. There are countless dessert shops and cafes in a 500-meter radius. Many famous masters have set up shops here, which can be regarded as one of the desserts. Class battlefield." Qingye Rin said.

"From which book does it look?" Kujo Miki said surely.

"Mobile phone software strategy." Qingye Rin's faint tone, with a trace of pride after the other party guessed wrong.

The two of them left the bedroom straight away.

In front of the bedroom door, Kujo Miki looked back, with a cordial smile, and said to Watanabe, who was diagnosed with schizophrenia by Dr. Kiyono:

"Are you going to stay in the bedroom alone, then lie on the bed and smell her residual body scent?"

"How could I do such a trivial thing?!"

"Then you won't come out for me!" Kujo Miki's expression changed from smiling to cold, and it only took half a second.

"Oh."

Kiyono Rin gracefully covered the corners of his mouth, smirking and admiring Watanabe's expression after the training.

‘These two people are really shaking S. Looking at the back of the two, Watanabe became more and more certain in his heart.

Toru Watanabe thinks he is not shaking M, but Miki Kujo is shaking S. Although Rin Kiyono is not so obvious, he also has this tendency deep in his heart.

It's just because the person he loves is shaking S, and he is to cooperate with them, that he has become what he is now.

‘What a great love. On the way to Jiyugaoka, the two eldest ladies were chatting, and Watanabe Toru was thinking about killing the time by himself.

Jiyugaoka is located at the junction of "Setagaya District" and "Meguro District". As the name suggests, it is a place with many undulating hills.

Coupled with the meandering river and the chic and small bungalows, the surrounding scenery is different from other parts of Tokyo, which is full of tall buildings. It is very peaceful and peaceful.

Tokyo's Little Venice, the dessert forest, the kingdom of grocery stores, and the most ideal place to live in the 23 wards are all the impressions of Jiyugaoka.

"What did you do last time?" When I got out of the car, Kujo Miki asked Toru Watanabe.

"Just turned around, drank milk tea, and sat on the bench under the cherry tree for a while."

"It's very romantic." Kujo Miki said sarcastically, but didn't say anything.

Since he was allowed to have two lovers, and he would not even be aware of having a child in the future, this matter is naturally not a big deal.

She also has her own plans.

On September 9 next year, when the two turned eighteen, they immediately filled in the "Marriage Term", and then asked him to move to Jimbocho-or build a new villa.

The wedding can be held after graduation, high school graduation or university graduation, either.

The three of them strolled around the streets full of European style.

Along the way, there is an interesting and characteristic shop, but they are not as eye-catching as they are.

The two of them don't look extravagant in their clothes, but they are always so decent and good-looking, and they casually wear small and expensive accessories.

"Speaking of milk tea, have you ever drunk it?" Watanabe Toru, who also drew the women around him frequently, asked Rin Kiyano curiously.

Kiyano Rin put his hand to his chin, and said in deep thought:

"Starting from today, go shopping with me on Saturday and Sunday, or else my vision is so narrow that I think I haven't even drank milk tea."

"Think about it carefully, the two of us haven't seen you outside the school much, except for travel parties." Kujo Miki said.

"There is no need to emphasize the'two of us'." Kiyano Rin glanced at her.

"Sorry, it was really a habit just now." Miki Kujo couldn't help smiling, and naturally took Watanabe Toru's arm.

She is used to putting herself and Watanabe together.

Kiyano Rin stopped and looked at the two of them: "You have to do this, I can only go back."

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll hold you too." Kujo Miki stretched out her other hand and kindly held Kiyano Rin's slender wrist.

"Is this all right?" Kujo Miki asked.

Kiyano Rin took a breath, then sighed, and finally said, "Forget it."

The three of them walked on the street, holding hands, becoming more attractive.

But holding two people at the same time was too troublesome. Midway, Miki Kujo left Toru Watanabe and only held Rin Kiyano.

"Hey." Watanabe was unhappy, but he regarded Kujo Miki completely as his own.

"Ah, jealous?" Kiyano Rin said with a smile.

"Hey," Kujo Miki's slender and soft fingers moved from Watanabe's lips to her chin, "I will sleep with me tonight, my sister will compensate you."

"...Say it early, little things, please go on."

In fact, the appearance of the two standing together arm in arm is already the greatest enjoyment for Watanabe Toru.

One is elegant and refined, and one is exquisite and beautiful.

The two are either elegant or seductive, listening to sounds that make people extremely comfortable or arousing reveries, as well as the intelligence and cuteness shown in their small movements and intonations, all of them interpret the word "perfect".

The visual enjoyment is already very satisfying, and the more satisfying is the soul.

"The decoration of this shop is a bit Okinawan style, and it seems to sell goods from a hundred to sixty years ago."

"A bunch of tattered people, talking about retro style."

"How the **** did you get a cleanliness addiction?"

"Infected?"

"There is also a cautious character."

"You are far better than me."

"No, you are better than me at this point... the milk tea shop has arrived, and a lot of people are queuing."

Kujo Miki turned her head and ordered Toru Watanabe: "Line up."

"Yes, my eldest ladies." Watanabe said with a smile looking at the two.

The two of them started arguing with what seemed to be the same as before, but now there is a deep friendship in it.

Watanabe does not know whether love can replace friendship and satisfy people's needs for lovers and friends, but the scene before him makes him feel that at least he has done nothing wrong to make the two reconcile.

"I told you, if you dare to laugh casually, you will be punished." Kujo Miki said cruelly.

Because of the smile, the girls, girls, and women who were watching Watanabe Toru were all stunned, just like the robot model in the "Castle in the Sky" in the Ghibli Museum.

"Your punishment is entirely a reward," Kiyano Rin said.

"What do you think?" Kujo Miki turned her face and looked at her.

Kiyono Rin's habitual right hand was held by Kujo Miki, and she had to use her left hand to press against her curvy chin.

She pondered for a while, looked at Watanabe Tetsuo with a smile and said, "Doesn't he like witch costumes?"

"Wait, wait!" Toru Watanabe felt badly in his heart.

Before she could finish her words, Kiyono Rin happily added: "Forget, in your terms, he likes to study clothing."

She turned her head and said to Miki Kujo, "Let him wear a witch costume in the club classroom?"

Kujo Miki smiled and said to Watanabe Toru, "This lady won't listen to her."

"Miki, my Miki!" Watanabe was deeply moved.

"You wear a nurse's uniform." Miki Kujo said this lightly.

"..." Watanabe hesitated, "Or else, or the witch costume?"

The witch costume has pants anyway, but the nurse costume doesn’t have trousers...Wait a minute, do the nurse costumes have trousers?

"Choose your own, listen to her, or listen to me." Kujo Miki looked at Watanabe Toru with a smile.

It is also ‘smile and yin’, but it has different meanings.

Watanabe Toru and Mihime Kujo said everything to each other, and they understood her meaning immediately:

The witch dress does not follow the rule of ‘whatever he wears, she wears what he wears’; while the nurse’s dress, abide by it.

I haven't figured out whether there is any pants in the head of the nurse uniform. Miki Kujo, who is wearing a white and slender nurse uniform, has knelt on the side of the hospital bed and wants to help him deal with it.

As long as Watanabe's expression changed, Rin Kiyano knew.

"Being able to think about this on the street, it seems that I don't need to worry that you are not interested in girls." She mocked.

"Huh huh." Watanabe Teo straightened his face, "I'll go to queue to buy milk tea."

Before leaving, he winked at Miki Kujo tacitly.

Kujo Miki's delicate little face with infinite amorousness, deliberately looked back at him suspiciously.

Simple actions, inexplicably moving, everyone who sees them will dream again in some future dream.

It was already fifteen minutes later when Toru Watanabe bought three cups of milk tea.

The two sit on a wooden bench, with a beautiful zelkova tree above their heads with lush foliage.

The chair was covered with a blue camping napkin that Qing Ye Rin put in his bag, and there was a cute little white cat on the corner.

"Here." Watanabe Toru passed the milk tea to the two of them, and sat next to Miki Kujo.

They are all exactly the same bubble tea, in order to avoid the appearance of "Ah, let me take a sip of yours, and you also have a sip of mine" Shurachang.

The three drank slowly.

"Very sweet," Kiyano Rin said.

"This sweetness is not authentic." Miki Kujo has always had a good taste.

"Really?" Kiyano Rin didn't taste it either.

Listening to the leisurely conversation between the two, Watanabe looked up and saw the scattered blue sky through the swaying zelkova leaves.

"Try it?"

"Ah, I don't know if it will work!"

"Hahaha! Obscene!"

A group of lively girls drew everyone's attention away from the three of them, and at the same time attracted the attention of the three of them.

Toru Watanabe looked over, a girl with a good figure in between was doing a bubble tea challenge-put the cup of bubble tea on her chest and drink it.

When he retracted his gaze, Kujo Miki was looking at Kiyano Rin with a smile.

Although she didn't make the bubble tea challenge, her breasts, which were bigger than ordinary people, were especially concerned at this time.

"Superficial." Qingye Rin held milk tea in his left hand and a straw in his right, without squinting.

"Don't do such a boring thing." Watanabe Toru said to Miki Kujo, and then the conversation changed. "Even if you want to do it, I will wait for it to go back. There are only two of us."

"You know how to think about it," Kujo Miki mocked. "Let Koizumi Aina do it for you, her best. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"This sentence sounds a bit nasty...if you don't add the bubble tea challenge." Watanabe Toru said.

"The pearl milk tea challenge itself is very nasty." Even if Rin Kiyo was angry, his chest didn't fluctuate much, which was very sympathetic.

After drinking the milk tea, I strolled around the various shops in Jiyugaoka.

Watanabe Toru has no interest in the row upon row of dessert shops, but a grocery store, which makes him a little interested.

All kinds of utensils, potted plants, daily necessities, and other miscellaneous items from all over the island country, each one is not too expensive, but has its own likable place, which makes people love it.

Toru Watanabe bought a set of utensils and utensils related to cooking, and prepared to give it to Aina Koizumi.

With good kitchenware, the mood when cooking is different.

But that night, Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo lived in Jimbocho.

At night, the two lie side by side.

Kujo Miki waited for a while and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"Huh?" Watanabe Toru's voice was going to sleep in a daze.

Kujo Miki turned sideways, turned her back to Toru Watanabe, and fell asleep as soon as she wrapped the quilt.

Ten minutes later, she lifted her slender legs and kicked Watanabe Teo's **** vigorously.

"Hahaha!" In Watanabe Toru's laugh, there was a little sleepiness.

He leaned forward and hugged Miki Kujo's delicate and attractive body tightly into his arms.

"I always take the initiative, as if only I want to. If you don't take the initiative the first day today, you can't stand it?" He said with a low laugh.

"I just think you are annoying, you misunderstood..." Kujo Miki did not finish her words, Watanabe Toru put her lips to her thin white neck and buried her face on her collarbone.

"Sister," he whispered.

"Yeah." Miki Kujo's voice became undulating, making a sweet and moving whisper.