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I thought that the conversation that day ended here, and ten minutes before school, there was a knock on the door.

Thinking that it might be Saito Keisuke again because of the game, Watanabe Toru got up and walked over to take care of Kujo Miki’s cleanliness, and now he tries not to let people enter the private human observation department.

Opening the sliding door, standing at the door is a petite and cute high school girl with short hair.

“Senior, Watanabe Senior!”

“What’s the problem with the oboe, please wait for the guidance time to ask.” Watanabe Toru closed the door.

At that moment, Maori Horikita took advantage of her petite figure and sneaked into the Human Observation Department.

Watanabe Toru could reach out to stop her, but he hesitated slightly between’touching the girl’s body’ and’letting the girl into the Human Observation Department’, he chose the latter.

“Kiyano Senior Sister, good afternoon.” Maui Horikita greeted her and looked at the club classroom curiously.

Book shelves, refrigerators, TV sets, game consoles, sofas, and hangers for hanging the maid’s clothes are all things that make her dizzy.

“Good afternoon.” Kiyano Rin responded calmly, putting on a gesture of not talking to me.

Watanabe Toru closed the door and gave Maori Horikita a chair where Ichiki Aoi and the others were sitting.

“Thank you Senior.”

“What’s the matter?” Watanabe Toru sat down in his seat, and opened “Heartbeat” casually.

“Senior!” Mae Horikita puts her hand on the cover of “Fantastic”, “Go on a date with me after school!”

“Sorry, I am not interested in girls younger than me.” Watanabe Toru pulled out the book and added: “Except for my K-san.”

“What about Kiyano Senior Sister? By the way, Senior Sister has the same birthday as you, not younger than Senior.”

“Horikita-san, I want to remind you one more thing,” Kiyano Rin looked at the book in his hand and said, “He likes me more than his K-san.”

Watanabe Toru turned to look at her: “What are you talking about?”

“Am I wrong?” Kiyano Rin lifts the head, tilting his head slightly.

“…The error is true, but it is only temporary. Soon I will love Ksan more.”

Kiyano Rin lost interest, looked back on the book, and said: “You can’t do something completely impossible. Give up.”

Without arguing with her, Watanabe Toru looked towards Maui Horikita with a curious look: “The matter is over, you can go back.”

“Well-why is Senior colder than before?”

“I’m afraid you will fall in love with me.”

“Because of this?” Horikita Maui said in surprise, “But I have fallen in love with Senior!”

“Then give up as soon as possible. By the way, I won’t guide you from today.”

“I hate it, they just cracking a joke, Senior, you are so ruthless! hmph!” Maui Horikita pouted, “Kiyano Senior Sister, let’s go on a date after school, I give up Senior!”

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“No time.” Kiyano Rin refused without even thinking about it.

“Ah—”Maaki Horikita wailed disheartenedly, “Kiyano Senior Sister is as ruthless as I thought.”

After speaking, she immediately covered her mouth and looked at Kiyano Rin in fear.

“Senior, Watanabe Senior,” she lowered her petite body and secretly said: “Kiyano Senior Sister won’t be angry, right?”

“You can rest assured that she is never angry.” Watanabe Toru said confidently.

“That’s it, that’s very good.” Mae Horikita patted her chest, “Hoh, I was scared to death. I almost thought I was going to be hated by Senior Sister.”

“Although she is not angry, she will be awkward, once she is awkward…”

“Very terrifying?” Maori Horikita stared at Watanabe Toru with round eyes like a small animal.

“terrifying? She has always been terrifying, it doesn’t matter whether it’s awkward or not.”

Maaki Horikita agreed with nodded, and then shook her head quickly.

She skipped this already terrifying topic and asked: “Then what happens if the Senior Sister is awkward?”

“How do you say–” Watanabe Toru tapped his fingers on “Sounding Heart”, “Cute, very cute, super cute, I just want to make people angry and make her feel awkward all the time.”

“Well,” the school girl raised her hand, “Senior, I have been having a question, Senior, are you shaking M?”

“Yes.”

“…” Watanabe Toru, who was just about to answer, turned to look towards Kiyano Rin who was reading.

After the warning, he thought he looked back and said to Maori Horikita:

“This is not a question of shaking M and not shaking M. For the people you like and those who like you, it is necessary to change yourself.”

“Senior!” Maori Horikita opened her eyes adoringly, “You must have experienced many Asura games, and the ability to make excuses is really strong!”

Watanabe Toru turned his head to Kiyano Rin and said, “Can this child speak?

“Watanabe-san,” Kiyano Rin said, “If you want to be great, you must get used to it and actively listen to the truth that you don’t like.”

“Really can’t speak, I mean you two!”

“hehehe ~” Maori Horikita gave out a peculiar Geng ghost smirk.

“I’m not complimenting you.”

“I know, but here in Senior, being scolded with Kiyano Senior Sister shows that I am close to Senior.”

“School will be over, it’s okay to go back quickly.” Watanabe Toru started to rush.

“Actually, I invited Senior to date me because I wanted to buy you a birthday gift. By the way, I would like to ask Senior Sister for advice and see what Kiyano Senior Sister likes.”

“Birthday present?”

“en.” Maori Horikita puts her hands between the pleated skirt and the chair, “Everyone, including me, doesn’t know anything about Kiyano Senior Sister’s preferences. Only Watanabe Senior can ask from him. What’s going on, other people can’t do it at all, it’s hard to even talk.”

“so that’s how it is.” Watanabe Toru nodded, “I can help you, but…”

“No.” Kiyano Rin said suddenly, “I won’t accept your gifts.”

“But everyone is ready to give gifts to Senior Sister, and some Senior Sisters have even bought them.”

“Then please tell them, I don’t need it.” Kiyano Rin replied a matter of no concern to oneself.

Maori Horikita secretly tugged Watanabe Toru’s sleeve: “Senior, you persuade Senior Sister, this will change from being popular to being hated.”

“By the way, I won’t accept it either.” Watanabe Toru pulled back his sleeve, “I don’t know if anyone gave me a gift. If so, please tell me.”

“Eh-why?! Senior, didn’t you accept chocolate for Valentine’s Day?”

“How do you know?” Valentine’s Day is in February, when Watanabe Toru was still a freshman.

“Senior, everyone knows. By the way, Senior, it is said that you spent hundreds of thousands of yen in the return gift of the white plot, is it true?” Horikita Maui said curiously.

“Really.” Watanabe Toru said, “So I don’t accept gifts. It costs too much to return gifts, understand?”

“It turns out that this is the case. I thought Senior was worried that Senior Sister would not be accepted by himself and be isolated and hated, so I would not accept it myself. I would share the pressure for Senior Sister.”

“She is hated and isolated. What does it have to do with me? I only care about my own money.” Watanabe Toru said.

“Okay, what about me? I can always accept the gift I gave Senior, right? Senior has been guiding me on the oboe.” Horikita Maui blinked pitifully.

“All treats will not be accepted.”

At this time, the school bell rang, and Maori Horikita had to give up acting like a baby, and hurried back to the playing club to relay the news to the members who were going to buy gifts.

“You don’t have to do this.” Kiyano Rin closed the book and put it in the bag.

“It’s not all for you.” Watanabe Toru made the same action, “I know my charm. Sometimes just a casual smile will make someone wrong, so it’s better to be unpopular just like you. .”

“Unpopular?” Kiyano Rin slid his schoolbag over his shoulder.

“You only need to understand what I want to express, it doesn’t matter what the wording is.”

“Coward.” She walked out of the club classroom.

“Coward?” Watanabe Toru followed.

“Don’t dare to scold me directly, I just want to take the opportunity to tease me in this way. It’s not a coward, the door is locked.”

Watanabe Toru took the key and locked the door: “I said that it’s just not rigorous, and I swear that I will never swear or say a word of swearing in this life.”

“Oh, the vow of “Tokyo Handsome”. “

“You look down on “Guy Tokyo” again, I really want to scold you. “

Lock the door, Kiyano Rin spread out his white palm, Watanabe Toru put the key on it.

The two of them walked towards the top of the stairs, and into June, the sunset was no longer outside the window after school, and the sky was still bright.

“Scold me? I’m a little curious.”Tokyo Handsome” is a coward, so let’s listen to the scolding. “

“You scold me when you let me scold it? Who are you to me?”

“Sure enough, he is a coward.”

“You are a woman who is cute, smart, honest, nice hair, nice voice, nice legs, thin waist, and good at understanding my accident.”

Kiyano Rin put his hand on his chin and said with a smile: “Speaking of so much, why not just say “I love you”?”

“…I’m scolding you, classmate Kiyano, and my friends don’t say that word.”

“If you insist, it’s cursing and friends.” Kiyano Rin let go of his hands indifferently.

“It was originally scolding and friends.”

The two walked out of the school building and came to the road leading to the oak tree and the school gate. There was a dusty baseball field next to the right hand.

Watanabe Toru saw Kunai Shu standing in a row with a bunch of people, facing the setting sun, the coach whistled, and they swung the bat vigorously.

“Fortunately, I just put a name on it.” Watanabe Toru said.

“If you really plan to enter politics, learn about baseball, and build a reputation in Koshien, you might provide a little help in unexpected places.”

“Good idea, this year’s Hagar champion is none other than me. I will start working hard tomorrow.”

“Lies.”

“But I can’t play easily. I have to wait for them to get into a hard fight. For example, when the team is about to be eliminated early in the eighth inning, I play the fourth bat with a bat and pull a home run. Strongly against a crazy tide, or as a pitcher, pitching for the entire season until the championship.”

“I don’t know Jiaziyuan, please talk about it carefully.”

“I don’t understand either.” Watanabe Toru said, “This is the scene of Kunai that guy yearn for something even in dreams all day. I’m just repeating what he said.”

“It turned out to be a dream.” Kiyano Rin nodded.

“It’s not of course, there is no such passionate personal heroism story in reality.”

“If it were you, I would believe it.” Kiyano Rin said, “Although I am not interested in sports, but now I suddenly look forward to such a scene, I want to see you pulling strongly against a crazy tide.”

“Take it back soon!”

“en?”

“You are a Spiritual God girl. What you said will definitely happen. I don’t want to be popular anymore.”

“I look forward to it.”

At Yotsuya Station, the two separated.

Watanabe Toru didn’t take the Chuo Line that opened “Shinanocho”, but went out of the platform and took a taxi to “Takeshita Street.”

“Takeshita Street” is a shopping street. If you can’t find a suitable item, you can also go to the adjacent “Omotesando”, which is where Kiyano Rin often shop.

He is preparing his birthday present for Kiyano Rin tomorrow.

I thought about sending [Lucky Pendant], but there is always a feeling that once it is sent out, his firm determination will collapse.

There are not too many people on the “Takeshita Street” at dusk.

The oncoming Tokyo girls have already put on light skirts early, either sexy, or fashionable, or long skirts, or short skirts that can’t be shorter.

There are three girls wearing idols who are filming a show. Someone is carrying a camera and aiming at them.

They exaggeratedly said “yummy” and “super delicious”, and they didn’t know what they were eating, like fried skewers, like candied fruit stick.

When Watanabe Toru walked into the hat shop next to them, the idol girl on the far left looked at him several times, and was reminded by the other two to be on the live broadcast before paying attention to her vision.

Getting out of the hat shop with nothing, he turned into an accessory shop.

House after house, the sky turned dark, “Takeshita Street” lit up the street lights, and he gave up.

There are a lot of good-looking styles, but the price is too cheap. Although Kiyano Rin doesn’t care about money, it’s because she is very rich. No matter what, it is not appropriate to give Eldest Miss these cheap goods.

It’s not a hypocritical TV series. Kiyano Rin Eldest Miss will not be happy because he treats udon noodles on the roadside-he did it when he was in Nagoya, and Eldest Miss didn’t have any thoughts about it.

The “Omotesando” did not go anymore, and he just killed “Ginza” directly.

Considering her lovely long hair, Watanabe Toru was in a rather high-end hair accessories shop and fancy a blue hair tie.

On the white price tag, it says in black font: 150,000 yen.

The price is very cheap, but considering it is just a hairpin, it is barely enough to give it to Kiyano Rin.

“Please help me wrap it up,” Watanabe Toru said to the clerk, “It’s a birthday present for someone.”

“Ok, please follow me.”

3 minutes later, I walked out of the shop with the packaged hair tie, thinking that I would finally come to the fruit shop to buy some high-end fruits for Asuna Mai Koizumi Ao Na. When I went downstairs, I saw a familiar figure.

It’s Kiyano Rin.

She didn’t go home, still wearing her school uniform, went straight into a men’s jewelry store.

Watanabe Toru quietly followed.

Waiting for him to peep in from the outside, he saw Kiyano Rin standing in front of the cufflink cabinet, resting his hand on his chin and muttering, the clerk introduced her something.

After a while, Kiyano Rin stretched out his slender white fingers and pointed at one in the glass cabinet.

The clerk brought it to her. She looked at it, gestured on the suit jacket of the Kamkawa school uniform, shook her head, and asked the clerk to get another pair.

People around were already concerned about his voyeurism, Watanabe Toru had to leave.

‘Cufflinks, I don’t wear a jacket in summer, so why not buy things that I can use in all seasons? On the birthday present, I won! ’