I Loaded The Dating Sim

“Shuzenji” is a famous hot spring town in central Izu.

Here is the oldest hot spring in the entire Izu Peninsula, and it is also the place where the story of “The Dancing Girl of Izu” takes place.

The town is surrounded by mountains, and the hot spring hotel reserved by Watanabe Toru is also in the mountains.

The room for two people is a Japanese-style room facing the sea.

“I like it here.” Watanabe Toru sat in the sunshine on the eaves of the corridor, “Close, there are camphor trees, plum trees, and cherry trees; in the distance, is the Pacific Ocean.”

Kujo Miki sitting indoors drowsily.

She said in a melodious tone that seemed to be teasing, anticipating, and mischievous:

“Do you want to take a shower and wear it again, or wear it now?”

“Look, how calm the sea is.” Watanabe Toru pointed to the sea.

“Then wear it now.”

“How are the cherry blossoms…huh?” Watanabe Toru leaned out from the porch, “Just now a bird flew past, as if it was Parrot, the tail is so…”

“Come here.” Kujo Miki’s voice cooled down and ordered.

Watanabe Toru sighed helplessly, got up and went over and said:

“At night, don’t fool around.”

“The elder sister promised you. , When hasn’t it been cashed out?”

Watanabe Toru walked up to her and took off his upper body clothes. Kujo Miki put his hands on his trousers and took off his pants.

“Huh—” Kujo Miki blew a long, warm breath towards there.

Naked eye’s visible reaction made her laugh out loud.

Watanabe Toru looked at her delicate lips and restrained her evil thoughts.

The kimono brought by Kujo Miki is quite gorgeous.

The kimono is based on red, with colorful birds on the red bottom, and black Kujo Fuji embroidered on the cuffs. The color is very bright.

“Come on, put on the lining robe first.” Kujo Miki said with a smile.

“Ah—” Watanabe Toru wailed.

Kujo Miki closed the front of the robe while admiring his desperate expression.

“Then the cloth socks.” Kujo Miki squatted on his feet, turned the heel of the cloth socks outwards, and motioned him to put his feet in.

“Absolutely inappropriate, really!” Watanabe Toru said forcefully.

“This Young Lady will help you dress, what else do you want? Hurry up!”

Watanabe Toru reluctantly, put his hands on her shoulders and put his feet Reach into the cloth socks.

Kujo Miki carefully buttoned his cloth socks.

“Hey, the last kimono.”

Watanabe Toru has given up struggling, spread his arms, and let Kujo Miki put himself in a gorgeous red kimono.

When closing the front of the kimono and wearing a wide belt, Kujo Miki kept laughing.

“Take it off, it’s definitely ugly!”

“Where is it ugly? It looks good.” Kujo Miki squeezed his belt hard and laughed so much that tears came down.

After tying the belt, she made Watanabe Toru squat down.

Watanabe Toru sat down on the tatami.

“Geisha is not sitting like this, come, elder sister teaches you.” Kujo Miki sat on her knees, folded her hands on her knees.

“Wait a minute.” Watanabe Toru stood up, dressed in a kimono, Deng Deng stared up to the eaves.

He poked his head out a little and looked around twice to confirm that this place was indeed close to the cliff and that it was impossible for someone to pass by.

Turning back, Kujo Miki was smiling while holding his belly. The sitting posture of a geisha was gone.

“Sure enough, take it off.”

“Hurry up!” Kujo Miki patted his side, motioning him to take her seated position and sit down.

In her stern tone, there was still an uncontrollable smile.

Watanabe Toru had to kneel and sit on the tatami.

“Put your hands like this.” Kujo Miki stretched out his hand to correct his posture, “The back must be like this, yes, very smart.”

After the guidance, she stood up and took out one ‘Takashimada style’ wig.

With her slightly cold hands, she lifted Watanabe Toru’s bangs and put on him a wig.

After doing all this, she walked around Watanabe Toru appreciatively, then suddenly remembered that she took out her phone and took crazy pictures of him.

“You can take a picture, you can’t spread it out!”

“Don’t worry. Come on, bow your hands on the ground and lower your head, it’s fine. Then this–“

Kujo Miki puts a shy orchid finger on his chin.

“…”

“Not bad!”

Kujo Miki took out a folding fan and gently raised Watanabe Toru’s chin , The phone in the other hand has entered the camera mode.

“…”

“It’s so beautiful, I like you, Watanabe Young Lady!” Kujo Miki said with a smile.

“…”

“Say you like me too, hurry up.” Kujo Miki pointed his phone at him.

“…I like you too.”

“Voice, voice, pay attention to voice! It’s beautiful, I like you, Watanabe Young Lady!”

Under Kujo Miki’s sharp eyes, Watanabe Toru said in a soft voice: “I like you too.”

He was going crazy.

“hahaha, don’t be unhappy, come and see for yourself.” Kujo Miki held Watanabe Toru in a gesture of holding a beauty.

The two came to the full-length mirror.

The translucent mirror shows the silhouettes of two “beauties”.

“The number one beauty geisha in Gion is more beautiful than the geisha we ordered in Kyoto last time.” Kujo Miki praised.

It always feels like compliments to comfort the injured.

“…It’s okay.”

Looking at the beauty in the mirror and admiring his “beautiful” side, Watanabe Toru finally had a little comfort.

He shook his long-sleeved kimono and said, “Which one is beautiful with Miki?”

“Jun Meijin, how can Miki be better than Junya?” Kujo Miki cooperated very well.

Watanabe Toru smugly said “hmph”:

“Whether it is men’s clothing or women’s clothing, no one can reach me, what Kujo Miki, what Kiyano Rin, mob.”

“Beautiful, you are beautiful.” Kujo Miki’s smile hasn’t stopped since the beginning.

“…Sure enough, I took it off.” Watanabe Toru reached out and took off the wig.

In the middle, he suddenly realized something and turned his head and looked towards Kujo Miki:

“The size of this kimono is mine, what do you do?”

“Don’t wear it.” She answered as it should be by rights.

“Don’t wear it?” Watanabe Toru raised the volume slightly, “I trust you so much! So looking forward to you! You lied to me?!”

“What is the hurry?” Kujo Miki did not Glancing at him angrily, “There is one more.”

“That’s good.” Watanabe Toru sighed in relief.

After tossing for so long, the sunlight on the eaves of the corridor was stained with amber color, the sea surface was rippling and the wind was blowing.

“There is still some time before dinner, soak in the hot springs?” Watanabe Toru asked.

Kujo Miki groaned and stretched his body after walking for a day.

She stretched out her slender and soft arms: “Take care of me to change clothes.”

“I can’t ask for it.”

“en? How about the etiquette just taught you?” “

“…”

Kyoto only gardening technique number one beauty · Watanabe, wait for the guests from Tokyo to change clothes.

Waitanabe Toru can finally take off the kimono by putting on Kujo Miki’s snow-white attractive body.

The two put on slippers, and Watanabe Toru took the towel and clothes and headed to the hot spring that belongs to this room.

“The hot springs spewed out of the mountains and flowed into the Pacific Ocean. They were very clean, and before they came, I asked Boss to clean them up.”

“It’s OK.”

“Where are we going to travel in the future, I will build a house there first, or buy a new one?”

“That would restrict free travel and want to go It’s fun to go anywhere, like this time, just let people change everything.”

“Listen to you.”

The path to the private hot spring , Planting Manchu dynasty flowers, ghost ferns, and Phoenix pine.

There is also a shallow stream with a wide palm, and daffodils have small white flowers on both sides.

The hot spring highlights the natural taste, and the only artificial trace is the exquisite stone lantern on the ground.

The two took off their clothes and went into the hot spring.

The whole body is soaked in it, only the shoulders are slightly exposed, and the back is leaning against the hot spring, looking at the sea under the sunset.

The atmosphere is comfortable and comfortable, making people want to talk.

But because it is so rare, Watanabe Toru can’t help but regret:

“I really want to be like this forever.”

Kujo Miki moved his position gently, Ripples in the hot spring, she nestled in Watanabe Toru’s arms.

The steaming water vapor and soft lighting are intertwined.

This is a quiet dusk, except for the flow of hot spring water, only the friction of leaves and leaves can be heard.

After soaking in the hot spring reluctantly, the two returned to the house.

I called the front desk, and a waiter immediately brought dinner.

“It’s rude.”

The two who walked in were all waitresses, and they were all wearing light green kimonos, which are very suitable for spring.

They knelt at the table of the two of them, arranging food trays at an unhurried speed.

The action is elegant, and every time a dish is presented, one of them will gently introduce the origin of the dish.

Izu’s abalone, Shizuoka’s cantaloupe sweet soup, Lake Biwa’s eggs in early spring, vegetables from a vegetable garden, lobsters, and crabs.

Their voices are soft and comfortable, just like the rain hitting the blue tiles on a rainy day.

When placing chopsticks and towels, they would bend over slightly, hold them with both hands, and place them respectfully in front of them.

“You two, please use it slowly. If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to give orders.”

They bowed slightly, knelt back a few steps, then got up and walked towards the room with small steps door.

Out of the door, he bowed again to the two of them before gently closing the door.

The room was quiet again, Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki in front of him.

“When will the geisha I ordered come? If I don’t come again, I will be unhappy.” He said with a smile.

Kujo Miki gave him an angry glance, put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, and turned back into the bedroom.

Watanabe Toru is the only one left, but his heartbeat fills the room.

I took a bite of the dish, put down my chopsticks, took the tea and drank, still not having fun, I couldn’t help but pour the sake.

After drinking several sips, the surging blood got a little relief, and he began to eat vegetables without a bite.

About ten minutes later, Kujo Miki came out.

She tied her hair around her head and tied a hairpin.

The kimono style on her body is similar to that of Watanabe Toru before taking a bath.

The bright red, as well as the small geisha fan in his hand, are placed on Kujo Miki, which is not coquettish at all.

She walked slowly, dragging the hem of her kimono slightly, looking gorgeous.

In the bright yellow lights in the house, she is like the most beautiful and noble woman in Da Ori.

Watanabe Toru stared at her intently.

Kujo Miki walked up to him, knelt down and sat down slowly, picked up the wine cup, and poured wine for Watanabe Toru with lowered eyebrows.

At the same time, she said softly and softly:

“Master, what dance do you want to watch?”

Watanabe Toru drank the wine in one sip and controlled a little mood.

“Is there any kind of dance that women can sleep alone and miss men?”

“Yes.” Kujo Miki replied softly.

She put down the wine cup and stood up gracefully and charmingly.

Watanabe Toru only lends herself to pour wine, can he restrain the urge to hold her slender waist on the spot, and hold her in his arms.

Kujo Miki takes a few steps away, pinch the hairpin with index finger and thumb, and gently pull it out.

That beautiful black hair pouring down like running water.

She turned on the fan and sang while jumping.

『Black——hair——of…..』

The singing voice is long and sad, and the affection is continuous.

Slim body, lithe and graceful dance posture, graceful posture, coquettish, noble and gorgeous.

Occasionally, he would cover his face with kimono sleeves, and glance at Watanabe Toru with his delicate eyes.

“Come to me.” This is the first sentence Watanabe Toru said after watching the dance and listening to the music.

Kujo Miki swings, like a red rose blown by the spring breeze.

When she approached Watanabe Toru, she screamed “Aiya” and fell into Watanabe Toru’s arms.

Just when Watanabe Toru couldn’t control herself and reached out to hold her in her arms, she pushed him away with both hands.

“Master, I only dance and accompany wine, not pick up guests.” She turned her head slightly.

The two were very close. Because of the fall, her black hair with a faint fragrance remained on Watanabe Toru’s chest.

“I want to go there, I just want to help the Young Lady.” With that said, Watanabe Toru reached into the skirt of the kimono and kneaded her thigh through the white cloth stockings.

Kujo Miki gently pushed his chest with both hands to separate the two of them, shyly turning away their faces.

“Master, I will go back.” She said childishly.

“Well, don’t touch you.” Watanabe Toru raised his hands.

Kujo Miki smiled immediately, and the little child said, “Then I will pour wine for the master.”

Watanabe Toru drank the wine poured by Kujo Miki and asked: “Young Where is Lady from?”

“Iwate Prefecture.”

“Oh, great place, I have been to.”

“Where did the uncle come from?” Kujo Miki took chopsticks in one hand to pick him up, and held it under his chin with the other hand.

Watanabe Toru every time she finishes a bite of the dish, she takes up the towel with her slender hands and wipes his mouth carefully.

“Tokyo.”

“I have been there too. When the rich people celebrate their birthdays, they ask me to dance.”

” Awesome! Looks very famous?”

“That is, I danced for many foreigners!”

“oh?”

” Hello, okay, I’m Jiu Tiao Mei Ji, I’m very high, happy, give you, dance, dance.”

“Chinese.” Watanabe Toru nodded.

“Hello, I’m Kujo Miki, from Hawaii, the United States.”

“Yanks also watch Japanese dances?”

“Gringo’s money It’s best to lie and don’t understand anything.” Kujo Miki proudly raised her thin white neck.

“So amazing? How old are you this year?”

“Twelve years old.”

“…Wait, change it. At least fourteen years old, right?”

Kujo Miki giggled said with a smile: “You lied to you, they are fourteen and a half years old.”

“You dare to be the master.” Watanabe Toru grabbed her warm little hand.

“Aiya, no, I will get scolded.” Kujo Miki pulled his hand back in a gesture.

“Just feel your hands.”

“It really doesn’t work.”

“Don’t you like me?”

“I hate it, I only saw you for the first time. How can I say that I like it? I am not such a frivolous person.”

“But I fell in love with Young Lady at first sight.” Watanabe Toru pressed her face to sniff her neck .

Because of itching, Kujo Miki gave out a sweet and touching laugh.

Finally, she panted slightly and pushed away Watanabe Toru’s sniffing face with her thin white fingers.

“Guest, if you do this again, I really want to go back.”

“Well, it’s okay to touch your hands, right?” Watanabe Toru sat back.

Kujo Miki didn’t speak, but the hand that was free, poured him wine.

After dinner, Watanabe Toru only touched her little hand and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

“I’m leaving.” Kujo Miki saluted slightly, preparing to stand up.

Watanabe Toru stretched out her hand to hold her: “You look out the window.”

“What?” Kujo Miki still plays the little girl, looking towards the window innocently.

“What is blue in the sea?”

“Where is blue? Why can’t I see it?” Kujo Miki got up and walked over, searching on the dark sea.

Although she is looking at the sea, her attention is all behind her.

She really seems to have become a geisha who must rush back and cannot stay overnight, dealing with guests who try to eat her.

The body is a little tense, I don’t know when Watanabe Toru will be unable to restrain himself.

At this moment, Watanabe Toru’s footsteps sounded behind him, and he was slowly approaching.

Will you stand beside yourself or hug from behind…

Before I finished thinking, a pair of arms went around her in front of her, like another The big and soft net caught her little bird.

At that moment, in Kujo Miki’s vision, the dark sea seemed to really appear blue, while the bright yellow lights in the room began to blur.

In this blurry light and shadow, Watanabe Toru’s face slowly drew closer, and kissed her lips softly.

Kujo Miki retreats.

But the more she struggled, the tighter Watanabe Toru held her.

The lips of the two kept kissing each other, and she was getting excited and her face turned red.

“No, I have to go back.” She finally turned her head away from Watanabe Toru’s kiss.

Watanabe Toru’s face was close again, Kujo Miki was hugged so tightly that there was nowhere to hide, but her mouth was closed tightly.

But those greedy lips didn’t bully her again.

The hair was pulled apart, and something was close to her ears. She tightened her body because of itching.

“Miki, I like you.” The gentle whisper, mixed with the exhaled heat, touched her earlobe and hit her heart.

“Guest…”

“I won’t let you go.” The man’s words were already breathing.

Kujo Miki’s body softened uncontrollably.

“Let me go…”

Ignoring her pleading, Watanabe Toru forced her to walk towards the tatami.

“It’s really not possible, I have to go back.”

The two of them have to leave, and the other is dragged. The kimono skirts become more and more open, and when they enter the bedroom, they are white All his shoulders were exposed.

Kujo Miki is lying on the tatami, with his hands crossed, covering his chest.

For Watanabe Toru’s kiss on the lips, he can only avoid it by shaking his head.

“No way…”

Watanabe Toru stretched her hand into the skirt while searching for her lips, kneading her thigh through the white stockings .

She reached out to block, he took the opportunity to kiss her bare shoulders.

There is always a place to fall from top to bottom. Because of avoiding kisses, the hair becomes disorganized, and the forehead and neck are hot and about to sweat.

At this moment, Watanabe Toru stopped all movements.

Kujo Miki is lying on the tatami, kimono is scattered, Watanabe Toru puts her hands on her ears and looks down at her.

The two panted and looked at each other quietly.

The next moment, Watanabe Toru suddenly hugged her tightly, hugging her harder than before.

He panted with heat, and plucked her ears again:

“Miki, my Miki, I want you.”

Deep and sweet The persistent, hoarse voice brought her unspeakable comfort.

Kujo Miki released the left hand holding the hem of the kimono, took the right hand that was protecting the shoulder, and wrapped it around Watanabe Toru’s neck.

At the beginning of the battle, the kimono was well dressed, only the shoulders fell slightly;

In the middle of the battle, the kimono stayed on her with the help of a tight belt;

When she was kneeling one time, the kimono appeared on the tatami in front of her at some point.

In the end, all she was left with was white cloth socks.

Watanabe Toru is lying on the bed, full of contented Kujo Miki, snuggling in his arms.

The atmosphere is quiet and comfortable, very peaceful.

“Miki elder sister, you really know how to play.” Watanabe Toru smiled and kissed Kujo Miki’s forehead.

“You have to learn more.” Kujo Miki closed his eyes comfortably, enjoying his kiss.

She was sweating, and a strand of hair, scattered with passion, stuck to her cheek, like a black line carefully painted with a brush.

The eyebrows are soft, the face is crimson, with a spring look.

Watanabe Toru looked at her like this and couldn’t help but hug her harder.

Kujo Miki leaned on his sturdy shoulders, listened to his long breath, felt the warmth of his skin, and filled his heart with happiness.

“School is about to start soon.” Watanabe Toru said.

Kujo Miki said “um” without opening his mouth, and his tone was lazy.

“I am looking forward to the shift.” Watanabe Toru added.

“Hmm.”

“Should we continue?”

“Hmm…” Then, Kujo Miki reacted and refused” Hmm—” There was a sound.

Her rippling voice, in the warm breeze of this spring night, has a different charm.

Watanabe Toru can’t control himself.

2nd day morning, it rained in Izu.

The two were too lazy to get away and stayed in the hotel.

Occasionally soaking in the hot springs in the rain, occasionally holding each other to watch the raining sea, occasionally hiding in the bedroom, the Japanese room cannot see the silhouette, only the sound.

In the afternoon, the two took the Izu Express and set off together in April, returning to Tokyo.