I Loaded The Dating Sim

After walking a short concrete uphill road, you will see the vestibule of Watanabe’s house.

This is a piece of mud, it looks very solid, so strong that even in rainy weather, there will not be too much silt.

On this piece of land, stands a very ordinary 2-Layer wooden house in the shape of an “L”.

It looks like it has been in some ages, and today, it is a relatively rare island-style traditional building.

“Two, this is my house.”

The three of them stood at the end of the concrete road, one step into the dirt vestibule.

Kiyano Rin looked at the house, the black bricks and tiles, the second floor windowsill and the silver white TV satellite sky pot.

At the entrance of the house and in front of the porch, there are potted plants that will never die in winter-not so much potted plants, as if you saw the pleasing unknown plants in the mountains and dug them back.

“That’s the Honda Coyote you said?” Kujo Miki looked at the warehouse on the left side of the house.

There is no door in the warehouse. There are farm tools and a red motorcycle inside.

On the back seat of the motorcycle is a cargo box, and the tires of the car are covered with mud.

“I will take you for a drive if you have time.” Watanabe Toru flaunted.

Kujo Miki gave him a helpless look.

“Do you have a driver’s license?” Kiyano Rin asked curiously.

Motorcycle driver’s license can only be taken at 16 years old.

After the two reached the age of sixteen and stayed together almost all day, Watanabe Toru should have time to take the driver’s license test.

But she believes that taking a motorcycle test is a very simple thing for Watanabe Toru. She is really determined to do it. It is enough to hurry up in the morning before school.

Watanabe Toru smiled confidently at her: “In Mizawa Village, I have one.”

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“Okay, OK, let’s leave the motorcycle, let’s go in.” Watanabe Toru took the lead into the vestibule.

Two beautiful girls pulled the box and followed closely behind.

“I didn’t see the car, then my dad shouldn’t be at home.” With that, Watanabe Toru didn’t use the key, so he opened the wooden door with one hand.

In front of me is a wooden corridor.

There is a wooden sliding door on the left and right sides of the promenade, and at the end is the stairs on the second floor.

Kiyano Rin glanced to the left, which led to the veranda, and at the end of the veranda was the small house that represented the horizontal under the “L” shape.

Will it be the kitchen… She was guessing, Watanabe Toru yelled from her ear.

“Mom——, I’m back!”

“I’ll come in by myself!” A female voice came from the wooden door on the left side of the promenade.

“No! Too much luggage, come and help!”

The wooden door opened and Watanabe Kee came out.

Seeing the two people next to her son, she was shocked for a while.

Watanabe Toru smiled happily at his mother, and introduced her with a little pride.

“This is my girlfriend, Kujo Miki.”

“Gui’an, Zhi Aunt, I am Toru’s girlfriend, Kujo Miki.” Kujo Miki saluted gracefully.

“Gui, Gui’an, Miki.” This way of greeting, Watanabe has only heard of it in TV dramas.

“You’ve seen this, Kiyano Rin.” Watanabe Toru continued, “My friend and enemy, she and Miki grew up together.”

“Hello, Aunt.” Kiyano Rin said hello in his normal way.

“It’s Rin,” Mother Watanabe laughed, “Come on, come in.”

She took three pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, one pair of Watanabe Toru, two The release is for visitors who usually visit.

Kiyano Rin politely nodded thanks.

Kujo Miki glanced at the slippers, staring at the pair in front of Watanabe Toru: “This is yours?”

“Well, you wear mine, I wear yours “

Kujo Miki nodded, put on Watanabe Toru slippers.

Mother Watanabe took a look at Kujo Miki, smiled and said, “Come in.”

The three put their luggage at the door, and followed Mother Watanabe and she just came out. s room.

This is a living room with a spacious space, which is very luxurious for an ordinary person living in Tokyo.

There is a cabinet in the corner of the living room. On the cabinet is a TV that looks very thin and high-end, but is actually very cheap, with only 1333×768 pixels.

There is a variety show on TV: Popular idols come to Iwate Prefecture to travel, introducing various foods with exaggerated expressions.

There is a stove in the middle of the living room. The principle is the same as that of a kotatsu, but there is a pit dug under the table, so you can put your feet in it directly without kneeling.

In addition, there is also a wood-burning stove made of tinplate in the living room with orange peels that are quick to dry.

The faint smell of ripe oranges in the room came from there.

“Sit down, please. I’ll cut the fruit for you.” Mother Watanabe said while standing at the door of the living room.

“I’ll help.” Kiyano Rin, who had just entered the living room, turned and walked back to Watanabe.

“No, Xiao Rin, take a good rest. It’s very tiring to come here from Tokyo.”

Kiyano Rin thought for a while: “Well, thank you Aunt.”

“You’re welcome.” Mother Watanabe smiled happily, and then told Watanabe Toru, “Toru, you treat them well.”

“I know.”

Mother Watanabe went to the kitchen.

Kiyano Rin sat down in the furnace, sighed comfortably.

After sitting in the car for such a long time and walking for such a long way, it is worth the amount of exercise she usually does in a week.

“Miki, sit down too.” Watanabe Toru greeted.

Kujo Miki glanced at the kiln’s bedding, a little disgusted: “I don’t know how many people have used things, would you let me get in?”

There are indeed women in the village. I like to come and chat with Mother Watanabe, but it has nothing to do with the people in the country town. Kujo Miki hates everyone.

Watanabe Toru got used to her cleanliness and suggested: “There should be new bedding at home, and then I will get you a cushion?”

“The cushion should also be new. “

“Cushions…is there any new ones…” Watanabe Toru was hopeless.

Kujo Miki glanced at him: “If you don’t have one, take your room.”

“There, wait for me.”

Watanabe Toru went out of the living room , Dumping on the ground up to the second floor.

In the living room, Kiyano Rin smiled lightly and said to Kujo Miki: “You are like this, I am afraid that Watanabe-san’s parents will hate you.”

“So what?” Kujo Miki didn’t care, “Do you still let this Young Lady accommodate them? I only like Watanabe Toru. On the contrary, you, pretending to be a good girl, what do you want to do?”

“Just a guest Basic etiquette, you are too rude, Kujo Eldest Young Lady.”

“It is my life habit to not use quilts that others have used. Why is this not a etiquette?”

“At someone else’s house…”

“You quarreled so soon?” Watanabe Toru walked in with the quilt and cushion, “You guys have a good relationship.”

The two ignored him.

Waiting for Mother Watanabe to come in with a fruit plate, she was taken aback when she saw the newly changed bedding and the cushion under Kujo Miki’s buttocks.

“Sorry, there is only the simplest fruit in the house.” She pretended that nothing happened, and put the plate in the middle of the table.

Only grapes, oranges, and cut apples are on the plate.

Apple is the fruit that Mother Watanabe usually eats.

She didn’t know where she heard it. She said that eating apples can beautify. Sometimes to lose weight, she only eats apples for dinner.

The grapes were bought for Watanabe Toru, who came back today.

As for oranges, there are a few orange trees on the mountain. Pick them randomly, but they are very sweet.

“Enough is enough, we are bothering you.” Kiyano Rin saluted slightly.

Kujo Miki nodded, recognize Kiyano Rin’s words.

Watanabe Toru took an orange, peeled it and said, “Mother, Miki and Kiyano will stay together for the New Year. You will clean up the room for them.”

After that, he Suddenly remembered to add:;

“By the way, Miki can sleep in my room. She is so clean that she is almost mentally ill.”

Kujo Miki’s pit under the table , Kicked Watanabe Toru with her foot: “It’s not me who is mentally ill.”

She glanced at Kiyano Rin.

Kiyano Rin leisurely eats an apple with a toothpick.

“You want to sleep in a room?” Mother Watanabe looked back and forth between her son and Kujo Miki in surprise.

“No.” Watanabe Toru swallowed the juicy orange in his mouth, “You help me clean up another one.”

“That’s it.” Watanabe Mother sighed in Nodded like relief, “Then I’ll go now, Toru, you treat Rin and Miki well.”

“Trouble Aunt.”

“Thank you.”

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After Mother left, Watanabe Toru pondered then said: “What should you do…play games?”

“Do you have game consoles or computers at home?” Kujo Miki asked a little surprised.

“There is no computer, but there are game consoles.”

Watanabe Toru put down the half-eaten orange, got up and walked to the TV, and took out the red and white console and A pile of game cards.

“It’s just a bit old,” he said.

“Not only is it old, it is also outdated.” Kujo Miki added.

“The classics never go out of style!” Watanabe Toru is full of accents.

He connected the red and white machine to the TV and plugged in the handle.

The cord of the handle is very long, and it is perfectly possible to sit in the furnace to play-this is the remnant of Watanabe Toru’s cold fear.

“What to play? Come on to an exciting “Scarlet Fortress” or “Tank Battle”?”

“No, play this.” Kujo Miki picked up the “Squirrel War” card.

“…Okay.”

Watanabe Toru chose a cooperative game. I want the two to have a good relationship, but as long as they can play games together, The relationship might get better.

Holding good expectations, Watanabe Toru blew a breath at the game card, and then inserted it into the card slot of the red and white machine.

The quality of game consoles and game cards is very good. After so many years, they still run smoothly without any problems.

If you still have a problem, you can only use a killing move—a lick.

He handed the handle to the two beautiful girls sitting in the furnace.

Kiyano Rin has never played, but the simplest operation is still possible.

When her squirrel took the lead, Kujo Miki, who was deliberately behind, raised the box and knocked her out.

It’s not over yet, Kujo Miki’s squirrel ran over, lifted Kiyano Rin, and carried it all the way.

Kiyano Rin frowned slightly when he was being lifted and couldn’t move.

When there was an immortal ball, Kujo Miki threw her up.

Kiyano Rin lost blood, but was also free. After learning the technique, she lifted the box and smashed it at Kujo Miki.

Kujo Miki can still prepare? This move was resolved by hiding in the box.

After that, there will be climbing poles.

The two of you throw me, I throw you, trying to throw each other directly.

If you can’t help each other, run as fast as you can. If the slow person falls behind until they fall out of the game screen, their blood will be deducted.

A game, murder a person with a borrowed knife, profiting from somebody’s misfortune, watch the fires burning across the river, fleeing is the best, anti-customer oriented, go to the house and draw the ladder… Quickly remove the sexual entrapment All other 36 Stratagems are used.

After a while, Eddie Watanabe returned.

“Rin, I’m sorry, there is mold in one of the bedrooms, can I trouble you to sleep in the room with Miki?”

“Isn’t moldy better.” Kujo Miki sneered at Kiyano Rin.

“What?” Mother Watanabe was stunned.

“She is cracking a joke.” Watanabe Toru explained, “Let Kiyano and Miki sleep together.”

“I’m fine.” Kiyano Rin nodded said.

Kujo Miki didn’t say anything, it was just a mockery.

Of course, if Kiyano Rin gets angry, sleeps in that room or goes back to Tokyo, that’s best.

“I’ll go to town to buy some food, Xiao Che, please entertain the two of them!”

“Yes, Mother, you said this three times today. Underestimate your son’s memory? I’m the number one in the country and the smartest first-year high school student in the entire island country.”

“You child!” Watanabe wanted to curse with a face, but he was tolerant. Can’t help laughing.

“Be careful on the road.”

“Well, I’m leaving.”

After Watanabe left, Watanabe Toru went to the door to help them with their luggage The box is moved upstairs.

The three people stepped on the wooden stairs choked and went up to the second floor to Watanabe Toru’s room.

Kujo Miki was not interested in downstairs, but when he got here, he looked carefully.

There is also a lot of space, more than enough to sleep two people.

There is no bed, two floor bunks have been spread on the tatami.

There is a kotatsu without an electric heater, and a cheap alarm clock is bare on the table.

There is a hand-made bookshelf against the wall, which is full of textbooks, exercise books and notebooks.

Kujo Miki took a closer look. On the corners of the bookshelf, he found several cheap library books, magazines that were out of date for five or six years, plastic airplanes, and cheap clay figurines.

There is a window in the room that overlooks the vestibule, the distant terraces, and the mountain range.

Kujo Miki imagines Watanabe Toru in elementary school.

A well-behaved little boy, sitting on the tatami, trying to piece together a paper airplane.

Imagine Watanabe Toru in junior high school.

A serious half-year-old kid reads seriously at the table in the middle of the night, tired looking out the window.

Spring is warm, summer is hot, autumn, winter night, one year, two years, he grew up in this simple room slowly, and then appeared in front of him.

“It’s ok.” Kujo Miki said, holding his arm.

“It’s really an honor for this house to get the evaluation of Miki.” Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

In Tokyo, even members-only restaurants are also’what a messy place’ in Kujo Miki’s mouth.

I just don’t know what Kujo Miki said true or false, maybe it’s just a polite.

Kiyano Rin walked to the bookshelf and flipped through Watanabe Toru’s previous study materials. There were lines full of notes and summaries of wrong questions.

Although it is only the knowledge of junior high school and a small part of high school, most junior high school teachers can’t do it if they want to enter Kamikawa, even more how to rely on students to learn by themselves.

“Which bed is yours?” Kujo Miki asked, looking at the two beds.

“This one.” Watanabe Toru pointed to the one away from the window.

Kujo Miki nodded.

Putting down the luggage, Watanabe Toru took the two of them around the house.

“How is it? A little disappointed?” Watanabe Toru asked.

“I feel good.” Kiyano Rin said.

“I think it’s good? Tell me, where’s the best?”

Watanabe Toru, although he doesn’t dislike his own home, and is angry when others say it’s bad, but it’s really good, he Still very clear.

Except because the land price is so cheap that it doesn’t cost money and it’s large enough, it has almost no advantages.

“There are exquisite carvings on the glass, the sink is very clean, the tiles inside are very beautiful, and the curtain steps are patched with cherry blossom patterns. I feel the bond between Watanabe and this house. It is deeply loved by you.”

If Kujo Miki does not come, Watanabe Toru will say at this time,’Kiyano, is this one of the ways you make me love you again? ‘

“Miki, what do you think?” Watanabe Toru asked his girlfriend.

“A broken house.”

“…It is indeed a broken house.”

“However,” Kujo Miki glanced over a stick On the pillar, there is a notch that measures Watanabe Toru’s height from small to large. “After all, it’s where you grew up. Although it’s broken, it’s not annoying.”

“… Well, I don’t hate it either. Here.”