I Loaded The Dating Sim

After the ensemble ends at noon on the 3rd day of the training camp.

“The training camp ends here. After you go back today, everyone can go home directly.”

“Yes!”

Kiyano Rin looked around, his eyes stopped On Watanabe Toru, whose eyelids kept dropping.

“The high intensity will continue tomorrow, so it is best to stay at home and take a good rest. There are only five days left from the Kanto tournament. Don’t want to sleep during practice.”

“Yes !”

“Watanabe-san?”

“I have been dozing off today for a reason.” Watanabe Toru raised his foot, “Yesterday there was a mosquito that kept’Buzz! Buzz’ ! Buzz!’I do it for…”

Kiyano Rin has taken his gaze back before saying: “Disbanded.”

“… “Watanabe Toru has forgotten that this woman can see through lies.

‘The NPC has more powerful skills than the player, so something is wrong. ‘With a grievance, Watanabe Toru cheered up and began to pack the music stand and chair.

To carry the musical instruments, pack up the luggage, the wind club took the school bus back to Shinjuku, and ended the three-day and two-night training.

Watanabe Toru, who goes to bed and wakes up every night and keeps exercising, is all right. Just because he went to the girls’ dormitory at night and crawled on the ground for a while, he felt exhausted when he returned home.

Pick off your shoes at will, walk into the hallway, turn on the air conditioner, and sit down on the ground, Watanabe Toru groaned contentedly.

The two goldfishes caught at the summer festival and placed in the fish tank are dead, with their bulging belly facing upwards.

Watanabe Toru stared for a while, then slowly took out his phone to take a picture, and sent it to Kujo Miki.

[Passed away]

[I got it]

Five days passed quickly, and it soon arrived in the afternoon of the day before the Kanto Tournament.

In order to prepare for tomorrow’s game, training ends in the afternoon.

Watanabe Toru returned to the rental house and received a courier from his hometown, a duck.

The duck was raised in the rice field by his father. He originally wanted to wait for him to go back to kill and eat, but because of the music club, he stayed in Tokyo all summer vacation.

“The ducks that ate weeds and harmful insects were killed, indicating that the rice is almost harvested.” Watanabe Toru muttered to himself, staring at the tied duck.

In a blink of an eye, he got a headache. Killing ducks from scratch is a very tedious task, such as bleeding, plucking, etc.

But raising ducks or selling them is unrealistic.

Thinking about it, Watanabe Toru took out his phone.

“What’s the matter?” Kujo Miki’s voice came.

“My hometown sent me a duck. Would you like to come here for dinner at night?” If there is a guest, the host has the motivation to toss the kitchen.

“Duck?” Kujo Miki froze for a moment. “What is this thing for? Where is it?”

“Inada duck, isn’t it unusual for the average Tokyo citizen? Come on. Come on?”

“Do you want me to go to your place so?” Kujo Miki’s tone was contemptuous and ambiguous.

“Hey, don’t be crooked. I’m purely alone and don’t want to deal with ducks at all. I will have the motivation to cook if you come to eat.”

“Is that right? “

“Of course. If there are no guests, who would bother to kill a duck? I definitely don’t have the dirty idea of’My girlfriend agrees to come to eat at home, then I can do that kind of thing’! “

The laughter of Kujo Miki across the phone indicated that she did not believe Watanabe Toru’s words at all.

It’s really a headache.

If it is Kiyano Rin, you must know that Watanabe Toru is a hospitable host with no nasty thoughts.

“Okay, at eight o’clock, I’ll go to your place. Clean up.”

“Wash up? Miki, I’m not a scumbag full of sensual brains, I… …”

“I mean duck.”

“Huh? Oh.”

The phone hangs up in Kujo Miki’s laughter, look She was in a good mood when she came. Could it be that she recently negotiated a few more deals and earned how many billion dollars?

Watanabe Toru thought of Takashi who gave him a Lamborghini as soon as they met. The life of a rich man is unimaginable.

Since Kujo Miki promised to come to eat, Watanabe Toru is not going to be lazy anymore, boiling water to kill ducks.

He can’t cook, so he prepares to boil duck soup for hot pot.

Ask Mother about the steps to make soup, put the duck rack in the pot to make the soup, and he goes out to buy other ingredients.

On the afternoon of August 24, it was very hot outside.

The asphalt road and the roof of the residential area are shining in the sun, and the few pedestrians on the road try to walk close to the shade.

Watanabe Toru finally walked into the mall and let out a sigh of relief. He was already slimy with sweat.

Standing at the air-conditioning outlet and blowing for a while, then strolled in the vegetable area of ​​the mall.

A plate of high-quality wagyu beef, shiitake mushrooms, green onions, garland chrysanthemum, baby cabbage, enoki mushroom, garland chrysanthemum… There are many styles, but the quantity is small.

Thinking that Kujo Miki likes to eat salmon, Watanabe Toru took away the most expensive plate of salmon in the mall.

Finally, I took a bottle of orange juice, and after closing the bill, I returned to the rental house in sweat again.

In this kind of weather, one really does not want to cook, let alone kill ducks.

I took a shower and changed clothes. I didn’t understand the time difference, so I started washing rice, cooking, and arranging dishes.

After dark, before Kujo Miki came, he went to the store and bought a gas stove for camping.

The gas stove was placed on the round low table, and the duck soup pot that had been burned for an afternoon was placed on it. The other dishes just filled the round table.

Hold up the phone, took a photo, and sent it to Mother and Kujo Miki.

Watanabe Toru turned on the TV and drank orange juice while watching NHK’s documentary about the inclement weather in the northernmost part of Hokkaido-paid and activated after money.

Waiting for Kujo Miki’s time, the pot gurgled and the smell filled the whole rental house.

Kujo Miki knocked on the door on time at eight.

“Finally, I am starving to death.” Watanabe Toru opened the door.

Kujo Miki wears a simple short sleeves, the hem is tucked in the skirt, highlighting the lithe and graceful waist curve.

She sat down at the low table and glanced at the dishes that were full on the table: “After you called me, I didn’t eat anything. If it doesn’t taste good, let me down and be punished. You dance.”

“You smell this.” Watanabe Toru made a request for hot pot.

Kujo Miki’s small and exquisite nose sniffed: “It’s normal.”

“Smell carefully.”

Kujo Miki sniffed again:” Don’t feel how special the rice field duck is?”

“It doesn’t matter whether a duck is a duck or not, it’s all my love in it.” Watanabe Toru said.

Kujo Miki gave Watanabe Toru a sideways look, and picked up the glass he had prepared for her a long time ago: “Pour me a drink and put some ice cubes.”

“I Didn’t your love come through?”

Kujo Miki knocked the base of the glass on the table, motioning him to stop talking nonsense.

Watanabe Toru is also hungry, no longer talk nonsense, first pour her a drink, add ice cubes, and then put the ingredients in the snow-white broth like a plate.

After everything is ready, the two start with easy-to-cook dishes.

Watanabe Toru gave her a piece of duck meat, and looked at her expectantly: “Taste it.”

Kujo Miki didn’t eat it right away, first put the duck skin down and put it In Watanabe Toru’s bowl, he took a bite of duck meat.

“How is it?” Watanabe Toru asked.

“Yeah.” Kujo Miki is not salty and nodded.

Watanabe Toru is very satisfied with this evaluation, and it feels worthwhile to work for an afternoon.

He threw the duck skin into his mouth.

Kujo Miki took a slice of blanched wagyu beef by himself, and it felt very nodded.

She ate a little dish and asked Watanabe Toru to give her a bowl of rice.

“Are you busy these days?” Watanabe Toru put the tofu filled with soup into his mouth.

“There are a few projects. It is not too busy to say that it is busy, but it is not very free.”

“Will you go to see my game tomorrow?”

“The Kanto tournament is boring, let’s talk about the national competition.”

“You have confidence in me.”

“I believe in the strength of the woman Kiyano Rin.” Kujo Miki gave Watanabe Toru a white look and put the ingredients on the chopsticks into his mouth, only to be scalded by potatoes.

She frowned, Red’s little tongue sticking out slightly.

Watanabe Toru looked up and saw Kujo Miki’s appearance and couldn’t help laughing.

Kujo Miki was cold, and poured the bitten potatoes into his bowl.

The two of them ate and talked, the hot pot gurgled, and the heat filled the middle of them.

After eating the hot pot, Watanabe Toru leaned back against the wall, drank the remaining orange juice, and watched the unfinished documentary.

Kujo Miki ate up, lying on his lap, closing his eyes to digest.

A few strands of black hair slipped onto her face, and Watanabe Toru used her index finger to gently and carefully help her pull these long hair behind her ears.

Kujo Miki extend the hand and gently hold the palm of Watanabe Toru across her face.

Her hands are soft and thin, and Watanabe Toru can’t help but knead it gently.

The hot temperature passes through the skin, Kujo Miki feels very comfortable, like a massage, her face with her eyes closed quietly makes her look more lazy.

The air conditioner is blowing, there are leftovers on the table, and there are two dog barks occasionally outside the house.

On the day of the Kanto Tournament, Watanabe Toru came to the music classroom as early as usual.

The only person who came earlier than him in the past was Mai Tomorrow, but today there are three more people, and all of them are practicing seriously.

When Kiyano Rin arrived, the wind club practiced the designated songs and optional songs several times from beginning to end.

Before moving the instrument, Kiyano Rin said: “Do you remember our goal?”

“National Tournament Gold Award!”

“Yes , So don’t run out of tension in the Kanto Tournament, wait until the national tournament to be nervous again.”

The wind club laughed and relaxed while holding the hand of the instrument.

When the laughter stopped, Kiyano Rin said again: “If you are really nervous, everyone will look at the music in your hand.”

Everyone’s music is all tattered It looks like it is full of notes.

“Okay, let’s go.”

“Yes!”

The Kanto tournament was held at an international conference venue in Bunkyo, Tokyo.

The Shinjuku area where Kamikawa is located and the Bunkyo area where the competition is located are closely connected between the two areas, which is why they have enough time to practice in the morning.

“Eh, you said that if we enter the national tournament, do we have to go to Nagoya one day in advance?” On the bus, a boy said.

“Maybe,” a girl answered.

“I really want to visit the castle tower!”

“If I want to go to Nagoya University, my goal for further education is the Faculty of Law of Nagoya University.”

” Tamamo, where do you want to go?” a boy asked.

Tamamo Somei is a lot calmer than last time, perhaps because the notes on her sheet music are the most common reason.

She raised her face and thought carefully, indeed very attractive to boys.

“I want to go to the Yamazaki River to see the cherry blossoms. I heard that there are hundreds of cherry blossoms on the one-kilometer walking path.”

“You fool,” Watanabe Toru couldn’t help it. He said, “The national tournament is November. Where did you see the cherry blossoms, do you think you are Haruhi Suzumiya?”

“…Who is Haruhi Suzumiya? Is there Somei me? Is it pretty!”

Is the focus here? Sure enough, he was a fool.

Get off the bus, the violent sun and heat assaults the senses.

Everyone in long-sleeved school uniforms began to sweat before they even entered the venue. There are already vast crowds in the venue, and students in all kinds of uniforms are running around.

Tamamo Somei and the others stayed in a corner. Whenever they saw a team from a strong school, their tension would increase.

In their eyes, the schools with great strength seem to be different in their words and deeds. The neat uniform exudes a shocking oppression.

There are even radio follow-up interviews.

“What should I do? My hands are shaking!”

“I can’t remember the melody! It’s over, what’s the sound of at first!”

” Don’t talk about it, I was about to be forgotten by you too!”

Just when they were taking a walk with each other, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the venue, and there were even suppressed screams of girls.

The people in the flute club subconsciously looked over and saw the boys in the Kamikawa High School flute club walk in with a bottle of bozi soda in hand and brow beaded with sweat.

Watanabe Toru pulled on the neckline of his suit as if he couldn’t stand the heat, because under the sleeves rolled up for carrying the instrument were well-proportioned and strong arms.

“That person is so handsome.”

“Will he be an artist?”

“No, look at him in school uniform.”

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“Which school uniform is that, I am envious!”

“It seems to be Kamikawa.”

“Hey, that’s not a private institution that is famous for going to school High school? I haven’t seen them in competitions before.”

The girls in the wind club are proud that Watanabe Toru is one of them for the first time in history.

Only Tamamo Somei gave a tut.

The screams were not over yet, when Kiyano Rin, who was going to change clothes at first, walked in, the stadium clamored again.

“Very handsome, that girl!”

“Look at her clothes…A consultant? It’s a lie, too young!”

“It seems to be from Kamikawa too!”

“Ah, so handsome classmates and consultants, why not in our school! One is good!”

From The students in the wind club from all over the Kanto region talked unscrupulously.

Not only that, but the sharks that TV stations wanted to smell blood immediately surrounded them.

Watanabe Toru just walked to Kiyano Rin, who was once again incarnation, and was about to tease her. They were surrounded by reporters.

“Hello, may I ask which school you are from?”

Watanabe Toru glanced at Kiyano Rin, holding her arms in a posture that she did not intend to speak.

“Kamikawa High School.” Watanabe Toru had to take the initiative to speak.

The long spear short cannon immediately aimed at him.

“Classmate, what is your name? What instrument is in charge?”

“My name is Watanabe Toru, and the instrument in charge is the oboe.”

“Excuse me What is your goal?”

“Become the prime minister of the island nation and lead the island nation into an independent country.” Watanabe Toru talked openly, and the whole person was full of confidence.

Don’t talk about Kiyano Rin who can see through lies, none of the people who can hear his voice believe him.

“Classmate, what I asked is your goal for this competition.” The reporter reminded.

Another reporter continued to ask: “Watanabe-san, how did you become prime minister? And what do you plan to do?”

Watanabe Toru ignored the serious reporter and confronted that one. A promising reporter said: “I am going to participate in various competitions in high school to increase my popularity. This orchestral tournament is one of them. I am currently practicing baseball and strive to enter Koshien next year.”

“…”

“Of course this is not enough.” Watanabe Toru continued, “My grades are third in the school. If nothing else, I will be admitted to the University of Tokyo. Recommended.”

“…Really?”

“Of course.” Watanabe Toru, a political figure with a legitimate vigor, “Although I can’t disclose details , But my girlfriend is powerful and powerful. Even the classmate I made with, the one next to me, is also resounding…”

“Shut up.” Kiyano Rin rubbed his brows

“Yes.” Future Prime Minister Watanabe Toru chose to surrender temporarily.