I Loaded The Dating Sim

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May 7, the second Monday of May.

After the first physics class, Watanabe Toru sat upside down in his position, facing Kujo Miki, using her desk as his desk.

“You guys help me think about it, too.” He held the pen and paper that Koizumi Aina bought him from Kamakura yesterday.

“What do you want?” Kujo Miki put his hand on his chin and retracted his gaze from the window.

“Saito Keisuke’s beautiful girl game script. Didn’t you write it last Friday as useless? I can only rewrite it.” Watanabe Toru explained.

“You wrote it for nothing.” Kiyano Rin, who was reading, pointed out Watanabe Toru’s language problems.

Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki, expecting the two to quarrel.

He must be on Kujo Miki’s side this time!

Kujo Miki yawned lazily. Watanabe Toru, who was close, could see her wet and delicate tongue and her neat white teeth.

…There was no quarrel.

You can only do it yourself.

Watanabe Toru turned his gaze to Kiyano Rin: “What I wrote is useless, so please let Kiyano write a wonderful script for me to see.”

Kiyano Rin didn’t answer. She didn’t know what book she was reading today. There is a book cover on it.

“I was admitted to Kamikawa from the countryside, and from Kamikawa third to No. 1 in the country. Although I chose science, the liberal arts are equally impeccable. You don’t have any works, so you can say that I wrote nothing, which is not like Kiyano, your style of speaking with strength.”

“I have been commented on by myself. I was pointed out that I was not satisfied with the shortcomings. Let me write a copy?” Kiyano Rin sarcastically said.

“Well, I am such a person, so what? Are you scared?”

Kiyano Rin looked up from the book and looked towards Watanabe Toru disapprovingly:

“Since you are going to challenge me, I will let you know the gap between us.”

“Is there a gap between No. 1 and No. 2 in the country?” Watanabe Toru asked curiously.

The lazy Kujo Miki with his hands on his head, laughed unceremoniously.

“Ah, the third place is smiling.” Kiyano Rin said with a sneer.

“On study time, I really can only get third place.” Kujo Miki also sneered back.

“Study time? The top three in the country, is it something that can be done only with more time? Some people just work hard for a lifetime and give them a chance every year, and he can’t get into the top 100 in the country.”

Finally, Kiyano Rin concluded: “Kujo, the real culmination belongs to smart people. If your head is not smart, it will be useless to work hard.”

Kujo Miki put down the hands supporting his head, and looked towards Kiyano Rin’s eyes slightly narrowed, both sharp and charming.

She was about to open her mouth to speak.

“Yes.” Watanabe Toru put the pen on the dent of his upper lip, as if smelling the hydrangeas of Kamakura, “I think the number one in the country is really smart, and the rest is not worth mentioning.”

Two Eldest Miss looked towards him together, with cold eyes and cruel smiles.

“cracking a joke.” Watanabe Toru patted the pen on the table, looked at the two and said, “The real culmination belongs to the smart people who work hard. In order to eliminate the parameter of hard work, the three of us use the script to decide who is How about being number one?”

He added: “The first to write a script.”

“Who will be the judge?” Kiyano Rin, who considers himself exceptionally intelligent, accepts the challenge.

“Um—” Watanabe Toru thought for a while, “Contribute to the essay? Let those editors have the final say.”

“Contribute?” Kujo Miki asked.

“The libraries of Dengeki, Fuji, Kadokawa, MFJ, GA, etc., have essays every year. The prizes are high. The prize is 3 million yen and the gold prize is 100 yen.”

“It takes a long time to select that kind of stuff, and I don’t have time to play games with you.” Kujo Miki doesn’t know the industry, but from a business perspective, he immediately inferred the business model of the essay.

Watanabe Toru took out his phone and clicked on the essay interface of Kadokawa Library.

From April to November, submissions are accepted during this time, and the winners will not be announced until March of the following year.

“It’s really long.” Watanabe Toru half replied, half to himself.

He clicked into each library to see if there was any recent essay competition, and finally found a suitable one on the library interface that he had never heard of.

“The manuscripts are received from March to May, and the results are announced in early June. The time is just right. But there is only one reward, 200,000 yen, which is enough for both of you to buy me a meal.” Watanabe Toru lifts the head and asked them : “This is it?”

“Trouble, don’t participate.” Kujo Miki lay on the table lazily.

“The club activities are okay anyway, how about trying?” Watanabe Toru asked her, her voice soft as if she was talking to someone who was going to sleep.

“Don’t bully the third place, Watanabe-san.” Kiyano Rin didn’t persuaded with any kindness.

Kujo Miki keeps the posture on the table, staring motionlessly at Kiyano Rin with beautiful eyes.

“Forget it,” Watanabe Toru regretted, “Even if you write well, you don’t necessarily get an award.”

“But those who win prizes are generally well written.” Kiyano Rin said in a leisurely tone.

Watanabe Toru uses “Hey! Do you have to do this? ! Looking at her with eyes, Kiyano Rin turned a blind eye.

Kujo Miki retracted his gaze from Kiyano Rin and asked Watanabe Toru: “Requirements for submission.”

“…Light novel, light literature, subject to high school or college life.”

“What about the bet?” Kiyano Rin said again.

“Another bet?!” Watanabe Toru couldn’t bear it.

“One year’s personal living expenses.” Kujo Miki said with a sneer, “and those who lose are not allowed to accept money from home within one year.”

“The money you make with the resources of the Kujo family must be counted as the family’s money.” Kiyano Rin offered his terms.

“No problem.”

“You are also not allowed to give Watanabe money in advance so that he can support you.”

“You seem to have won, but I am looking forward to your part-time job.” Kujo Miki smiled cruelly, “For the sake of growing up together, I can introduce you to work-come I work as a maid at home and earn 10,000 yen an hour.”

“The same words are given to you, but with an hourly salary of only 5,000 yen.” Kiyano Rin smiled slightly contemptuously.

‘Do you really understand the average hourly wage in Tokyo? ’Watanabe Toru, who had been a coolie, didn’t say this.

“Don’t gamble anymore. Gambling is not good. Change to other things,” he said.

Kujo Miki lifted his chin and motioned him to say his opinion.

“Talk about it.” Kiyano Rin also said.

“The one who lost, will be a maid in the club for a week?” Watanabe Toru said in a tentative tone.

There was a brief silence, and the imposing manner on the two beautiful girls seemed to be more and more terrifying.

Ichiki Aoi, a young girl who was immersed in study between classes, moved her buttocks under her pleated skirt a little nervously.

“I agree.” Kiyano Rin nodded.

“Going back today, I will ask someone to order maid clothes.” Kujo Miki looked at Kiyano Rin, “Tell me your size, classmate Kiyano.”

“Please tell me too, student Kujo.” Kiyano Rin stared back coldly.

Outside the glass windows without a trace of dust, and the sky without a trace of clouds, it was as blue as the sea, Watanabe Toru was in a good mood.

‘Maid…maid…good maid. Well, that’s great. ’

While Watanabe Toru was thinking about buying an advanced video camera, Kujo Miki suddenly grabbed his tie and pulled his upper body over.

“My dear, you are very happy.” She smiled and said every word.

The two are close together and can feel each other’s breath.

Front left, Kiyano Rin also looked at Watanabe Toru with a chilling gaze.

“It’s okay, baby.” Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki’s peach blossom lips.

“We lost, we wear maid clothes for a week; you lose, we wear for a month.” Kujo Miki couldn’t resist Danger Land’s announcement.

“Wait, wait!” Watanabe Toru grabbed her hand, “Me, a boy, wear a maid outfit? Can I change it to a deacon outfit?”

Kujo Miki laughed affectionately, but said ruthless words in his mouth:

“No way.”

“Yes.” Kiyano Rin nodded, then put his hand on his chin and muttered to himself: “Where did the SLR I bought at the Cultural Festival last year?”

“…very good.” Watanabe Toru took away Kujo Miki’s hand, pulled the school uniform tie with the shirt collar, and pulled it down, “Maid outfit, you wear…wu!”

Before he finished speaking, Kujo Miki helped him put his tie back again.

She is always obsessed with this.

The second period is English class. Koizumi Qingna comes in with a lesson plan.

She is gentle and beautiful, dressed in a fashionable dress, and has a mature and charming temperament. She is the target of many female students in Kamikawa.

When I was in the first year of high school, Watanabe Toru listened to Ikeda Kazumi often discussing with other girls about the cosmetics, hairstyles, and clothes worn by Koizumi.

Every time in English class, when I think of Koizumi Qingna teacher whom everyone admires, I will be held in my arms, Watanabe Toru is inevitably a little excited and excited, and his heartbeat speeds up.

The same goes for Koizumi Qingnai.

Watanabe Toru has a handsome appearance, a long body, and a heart-stringing smile. He is the person all the girls in Kanda want to associate with, and even many young female teachers often mention him.

When he was divided into classes, everyone wanted him to go to his class.

And such a young, handsome and energetic teenager has an affair with her.

There is always an urge to show off to the surroundings desperately, and I am very shy.

Various emotions are intertwined into happy troubles.

Start the class.

Koizumi Chennai explained English grammar unchanged before, and occasionally looked towards the corner, and Watanabe Toru happened to look at her every time.

Although I want him to listen to the class and study hard, it feels good, and she doesn’t want to remind him.

Use reasons such as ‘students in class should look at the teacher’ and ‘Watanabe’s English score, even if it’s a little distracted,’ etc., let yourself be as comfortable as possible.

During the lunch break, the trio of Watanabe Toru and Saito Keisuke went to the cafeteria to eat, and talked about the light novel submission in the middle.

“The entire Human Observation Department, the top three in the country, help me write the script?!” Saito Keisuke was very happy, so excited that he forgot to eat.

“I’m the only one.” Watanabe Toru ate tonkatsu. “They said that they wrote light novels for the sake of betting, and they don’t want to participate in any beautiful girl games.”

That’s how it is said, if it is Watanabe Toru doing beautiful girl games, it is different.

“Watanabe!” Kunai Shu angrily ate a tempura shrimp, “You help Saito, not me? I want to break with you!”

“I pestered Watanabe for most of that day before he agreed to help write the script.” Saito Keisuke flaunted.

“Then I have been pestering you from now on!” Kunai Shu said to Watanabe Toru.

“You are more troublesome than the other.” Watanabe Toru said helplessly.

The two laughed up.

Watanabe Toru promised Kunai Shu that he would go to the baseball club after school.

It wasn’t until then that he knew that testing was needed.

Kunai Shu has always said that as long as he goes, he can play, it turned out to be just an opportunity.

But this is fine, as long as the test fails, Kunai Shu will not worry about it anymore.

The matter of the baseball club is resolved, Watanabe Toru asked Saito Keisuke: “The script will be given to you in the form of a light novel at the end of June. How is your preparation?”

“Still working hard. At the wind club, classmate Ichiki said he would help me ask questions. I plan to go to the art department to find Qianqianzi after school today.”

Saito Keisuke talked with interest and talked to them about making a beautiful girl game that is more touching and best-selling.

Watanabe Toru listened without a word.

He is only in charge of the script, and he doesn’t care about everything else and is not interested.

If you have those times, it is better to read two books, or recall a master-level video clip that has not been used for a long time to see if it is helpful for photography.

Kiyano Rin and Kujo Miki in maid costumes at the same time may only have this time in their lives!

At the end of the afternoon class, Watanabe Toru dropped his school bag at the Human Observation Department, and talked to Kujo Miki and Kiyano Rin, preparing to go to the baseball field.

“I’ll go with you.” Kujo Miki, who just lay down, stretched out her white and tender hand and asked Watanabe Toru to pull her up.

“What are you going to do? It’s all dust.”

Watanabe Toru took her hand and kneaded it lightly, she got up without Lima.

“Observe high school life.” Kujo Miki said.

She is usually busy with work. Apart from class, she spends time in this activity classroom.

Island country high school life, there is only one cultural festival-in “From Iwate Prefecture to Tokyo, 400 kilometers”, starred as the girlfriend of Watanabe Toru who died an untimely death.

“Okay, let’s go.” Watanabe Toru pulled her up.

Kujo Miki deliberately didn’t stop, and fell to the ground lazily.

Watanabe Toru hugged her quickly, putting his hands on her slender waist.

“Be careful.” Kujo Miki listened to his slightly stern lesson, and immediately asked with concern: “Did you sleep well last night? Let’s lie down and rest. Don’t go.”

This kind of reaction made her very satisfied, but she still said coldly:

“You don’t love me anymore.”

“Huh?”

The clever Watanabe Toru, occasionally stunned, so cute.

If it were not to continue acting, Kujo Miki wanted to push him down on the sofa, straddle his legs on his waist, and kiss his lips.

“You just let me lie down and rest now, and didn’t say anything about canceling the script game.” she said.

“It’s so sweet.” Kiyano Rin sneered coldly.

Watanabe Toru patted Kujo Miki’s waist through his school uniform, and greeted Kiyano Rin with his mouth: “Kiyano classmate, why don’t you come too?”

“en?” Both looked at him like this.

Watanabe Toru posted to Kujo Miki’s ear, whispering, but the volume did not decrease:

“Friday is OK, guess the boxer, the loser runs. She is too weak to withstand a single blow.”

After hearing this, Kujo Miki looked towards Kiyano Rin from Watanabe Toru’s arms.

“pa!” The literary girl suddenly closed the book.

“Go to the playground.” She stood up, coldly said.

“Toru, put on my shoes.” Kujo Miki left Watanabe Toru’s arms.

They are fighting each other.

Watanabe Toru is thinking about exchanging [qi and blood medicine] and administering medicine to the two Eldest Miss.