I Loaded The Dating Sim

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Entering the second Tuesday of September.

“Watanabe, what are some cool props?” During class, Kujo Miki curled his hair.

Watanabe Toru turned around and saw her slender white hands, flipping flexibly between black hair, took a pen and inserted it into her hair. The gorgeous long hair was turned into a classic hairstyle. Behind her head.

Without the black hair cover, the snow-white neck was exposed to the air, looking very attractive.

“There is a way to make the weather hotter.” Watanabe Toru picked up her Chinese textbook and fanned her.

“When will this typhoon come?” Kujo Miki was enjoying the artificial fan, reading the printed script impatiently-“The End of the World and the Cold Immortal Realm”

Although she doesn’t take life as a matter of time and likes to order people, as the heir to the Great Family, she rarely does things that violate the’will of the ruling class’ in the class-in violation of school rules, one person decides whether to turn on the air conditioner .

“I can think of a solution to this problem, do you want to know?” Watanabe Toru asked.

“Forget it.” Kujo Miki waved, she knew [weather forecast].

Leaning on Watanabe Toru’s artificial fan, the sultry heat was slightly reduced, and she settled down to read the script.

The two of them are chatting, and the penultimate first and second of the third group are also chatting.

“Student Ichiki, can I ask the bass club for stage sound?” Kiyano Rin asked.

“Of course it can!” Ichiki Aoi at first turned from Watanabe Toru, but when he saw him, he turned in the other direction without saying a word.

Kujo Miki lifts the head from the script, looking towards Ichiki Aoi with a cold gaze.

Watanabe Toru stepped up the fan and Kujo Miki looked down again.

“Kiyano, if the drama needs help, please don’t hesitate to say it!”

“Thank you.” Kiyano Rin gently nodded, “There is a lack of an actor now. If you are willing to participate, please come to the Human Observation Department to audition after school.”

“Audition?” Ichiki Aoi was stunned, and then said happily, “Since there is an audition, that is to say sometimes pay?”

Poor high school student, now that he has auditioned, he still uses part-time job to calculate salary.

At this time, you should sign a sales contract and get a sum of money that is enough for a lifetime.

“Hourly wage? No.” Kiyano Rin indifferently rejected the request of the working class. “The tentative price of a drama ticket is two hundred yen. If the audition passes, I can give it all to you.”

“Wait! Minister!” Watanabe Vice-section Head said he had something to say.

“Say.” Minister Kiyano had a meeting directly in the classroom.

“All? What kind of all? Divide equally into six, one-sixth of all?”

“What do you want money for?” Kiyano Rin looked as it should be by rights.

“…I have nothing to say.”

Kiyano Rin turned his head and looked towards Ichiki Aoi: “Is this all right?”

“Will you take too much?” Ichiki Aoi sorry asked quietly.

“A piece of 200 yen is only 100,000 yen even if it is viewed by 500 people. It is not even enough for you and Watanabe-classmates to eat sushi four times in Kioicho. “

“How did Kiyano know about eating sushi?!” Ichiki Aoi was startled.

“That person does not have human rights in the community, so naturally he does not have the right to privacy.”

Watanabe Toru took a look at the hand that he was fanning Kujo Miki’s members-there really is no human rights.

“That…” Ichiki Aoi looked at the three people back and forth, “Do you know everything I said?”

“I only know that it’s Mai Mai and I am not interested.” Kiyano Rin said lightly.

“I still can’t figure it out, why are you…”

“Classmate Ichiki.” Watanabe Toru interrupted her.

Ichiki Aoi was unwilling to speak, but in the end he didn’t continue.

This concludes the conversation. Kiyano Rin is very busy-even if he is not busy, he will not chat with Ichiki Aoi.

She took out a notebook and made a list of items to be purchased on it.

After making the list, she said to Watanabe Toru: “Today I will go shopping after school. I will buy it and you will move. Do you have any comments?”

“Kiyano classmate, today is September 9th.”

“There are 113 days before the end of New Year’s Day?”

“What does it have to do with that? It’s Miki’s birthday. Also, why can you blurt out how many days before New Year’s Day?”

“Does this kind of thing need to be deliberately mentioned?” Kiyano Rin tilted his head.

“It is indeed not worth mentioning, let’s talk about Miki’s birthday, you…”

“I just said this.”

“You should have received an invitation?” Watanabe Toru continued without hearing it, “This time there will be no dance party. Only the three of us, plus two wives, will have dinner together. Are the gifts ready?”

“Buy anything on the way.”

“One to give away old books, one to buy something, I really want the relationship to become like you, no need to worry about gifts.” Watanabe Toru sighed.

“What gift did you prepare for me?” Kujo Miki did not look up, still looking at the script.

She didn’t know when she took a pen in her hand, and she wrote and painted on the script.

“I’ll find out at night. Except for the gift I prepared, do you have anything special, Miki?” Watanabe Toru asked her.

“What I really want…” Kujo Miki tapped his chin with a pen, showing a thoughtful look.

Watanabe Toru’s gaze shifted to the hairstyle she fixed with a pen, then the delicate ears, the graceful jaw line, the white neck, the bulging chest…

“Become a cat?” Kujo Miki came back to his senses and said with a smile.

Watanabe Toru took a pen from her hand and wrote in the blank space of the script: “That is my birthday present I intend to give you”

“Change one.” He wrote on his hand and said on his lips.

Kujo Miki glanced, lifts the head with a smile, resting his chin in his hand, and said comfortably: “Aladdin’s magic lamp?”

Watanabe Toru bulged his chest, folded his hands on his chest, and said majesticly: “Mortal, speak your wish. No matter what…”

“Fan wind.”

“Oh.” Watanabe Toru let go and continued to fan Eldest Miss.

Kujo Miki’s bangs were gently blown by the wind, and in this cool feeling, she turned her eyes out of the window.

“Have you thought about it?” Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

Kujo Miki retracted his gaze, and lazily lay on the table: “I wanted everything before, but now I have no desires.”

At this time the class bell rang.

Watanabe Toru finally slapped the wind twice and said: “Take your time, I have a lot of fun here. I can’t get it out at once, one a year is fine.”

Now open the [system] interface, the mall interface, pull down, and a lot of babes are spilled.

Although many of them are “fruit knives” that seem to be supernatural, but are actually useless.

For the remaining small part, if there is no point limit, Watanabe Toru can take Dora Rin instead.

‘Yes, I am the god of New World! ’

Watanabe Toru gave up the fantasy in Kiyano Rin’s ‘very impolite and sympathetic’ eyes, and prepared to go to Mathematics B.

During the daytime, I spent talking about the script, perfecting the shopping list, and chatting.

After school, Watanabe Toru and Kiyano Rin took a Kujo Miki luxury car to the restaurant reserved by the ladies.

Kiyano Rin got out of the car midway.

She walked across the road and walked into a scarf shop across the street. When she came out, besides the schoolbag, she had a gift-wrapped bag in her hand.

“Scarf…” Watanabe Toru didn’t know what to say.

“It’s a very beautiful scarf, I didn’t deliberately buy an ugly one.” Kiyano Rin explained.

“Is it the key to being beautiful? You definitely think she is very hot today, so you bought a scarf on purpose?”

“After the typhoon comes, the weather will cool down quickly and it will be available soon. In contrast, she should reflect on when she sent me old books.”

“What happened to the old book?”

“Yours?”

“Of course.”

“Then take them out of the warehouse, dust them, and put them in the corner of the bookshelf.”

“Kiyano classmate, actually Miki is very good to you, next year I plan to give you the book about the Spanish shipwreck treasure.”

“…Is it.” Kiyano Rin paused for a while, then said, “In fact, she didn’t want it to be a real Treasure Map, so she would give me the book?”

“Really?” Kujo Miki opened his eyes and asked Watanabe Toru.

“I told you.” Watanabe Toru is very innocent.

Kiyano Rin seemed to have expected the scene a long time ago, and said naturally: “On the contrary, it is Watanabe-san, you are willing to show me that book directly.”

“…” Watanabe Toru speechless.

He did not care about the shipwreck that needed to be salvaged. It didn’t matter to Kiyano Rin, but the situation at the time…

The book was used by him to pick up the toenails cut by Kujo Miki, and then Kujo Miki gave the book to Kiyano Rin.

Kujo Miki seemed to remember the incident, and then laughed harboring malicious intentions.

The place where the ladies made an appointment is in Minato, a high-end restaurant with a view of Tokyo Bay.

The entire restaurant was booked, and the five of them only made a corner of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

In the other corner of the restaurant, a stringed 4th layer composed of two violins, a viola and a cello was played, where soothing music was played.

From the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the orange Tokyo Tower and the Rainbow Bridge with brilliant lights and vibrant colors at night.

There are cars on the bridge, cruise ships passing by under the bridge, faintly discernable distant sirens.

“What are you doing recently?” Mrs. Kujo took a sip of delicious wine and asked Watanabe Toru with a smile.

“Reading, going to school, chatting, preparing for the cultural festival.” Watanabe Toru replied.

On the other side, Mrs. Kiyano was talking to Kujo Miki who received the scarf.

About the Christmas season last winter, she even brought out a sun hat to make Christmas gifts, so there was no bad thoughts.

The next moment Kiyano Rin told her directly that she just has bad thoughts.

“What do you plan to do for the cultural festival this year?”

“Perform a play.” Watanabe Toru followed the violin tune with his fingers, tapping the tabletop lightly.

“If you have time, you must go and have a look.” Mrs. Kujo put down the wine glass, holding her hands under her chin gracefully.

She is a very beautiful and intelligent woman.

Watanabe Toru nodded: “Only perform one time. If you are not free, I will find a way to record it.”

“Kun Watanabe.”

“Huh?”

“Giving flowers to Koizumi Aina in Karuizawa, and recording dramas for me, you have a lot of these seemingly casual, but revealing careful and gentle actions, which can easily make women feel good.” [19459002 ]

“You misunderstood.” Watanabe Toru stopped her finger. “The flowers were sent because of guilt and couldn’t accompany her; the drama was recorded because I planned to record it. Just like last year’s movie, it is an experience worth collecting. “

“Just treat it like this.” Mrs. Kujo took another sip from her glass. “What are you talking about?”

“Are you treating me as a spy?”

“Report, what are you talking about?”

“Eulipedes.”

“Eulipedes?” Kujo Maki confirmed.

“Eulipedes.” Watanabe Toru nodded.

Kiyano Rin sat opposite him, and the two felt each other’s gaze and looked at each other for a few seconds.

After that, Kiyano Rin continued to listen to his mother’s nagging.

Watanabe Toru said to Mrs. Kujo:

“Isn’t it acting a drama? So I read some related books. I found that in many tragedies, gods arranged the fate of the characters extremely casually, and were extremely indifferent to human lives. Some gods even did not hesitate to avenge Most of the reasons for retaliation for paying for the lives of innocent people are just some seemingly reasonable but absurd reasons, or…”

“What are you talking about?” Kujo Miki leaned over.

“Euripidus.” Mrs. Kujo replied instead of Watanabe Toru.

“To be precise, it was caused by Euripides, about the existence of God in the tragedy.” Watanabe Toru added.

“Why don’t you talk about the resurrection of Jesus?” Kujo Miki taunted with a naive expression.

“…Then change the subject.” Watanabe Toru said.

“Well, let’s talk about how to make the hen lay more eggs.” Mrs. Kujo suggested.

“Ahhh, I understand this. I know a little bit from my mother!” Watanabe Toru came and leaned forward slightly. “The chickens in the city are very nutritious, but the venue is not wide enough. I suggest choosing it. Where there is water and grass, hens can also eat small high-protein insects…”

Kujo Miki is stretched towards Watanabe Toru’s waist.

“Let’s talk about today and tomorrow.” Watanabe Toru changed.

After talking today and tomorrow, the five people went to sing karaoke again.

“Today is Miki’s birthday. Miki will come first. What should I sing?” Mrs. Kiyano asked her daughter.

“Whatever you want.”

“Then click on my favorite “Across Tian City”.” Mrs. Kujo skillfully operates the song station.

Kujo Miki stood up, picked up the microphone, stood in front, and shook her young and beautiful body gently with the prelude.

“Let’s cheer Miki!” Mrs. Kiyano gave Kiyano Rin a kindergarten bell for kids, and gave Watanabe Toru a grenade-like prop-shaking with sound.

Watanabe Toru looked towards Kiyano Rin, Kiyano Rin looked at the bell in his hand indifferently, and then shook it again and again.

Watanabe Toru: “…”

“The remaining scent that is difficult to hide, I don’t know when it will infect you”

Kujo Miki has already sang, singing lightly, not as heavy as Ishikawa Sayuri.

“”Rather than being snatched by another woman, let me kill you, okay”” Kujo Miki pointed to Watanabe Toru, shaking his body and sang this with a smile.

Watanabe Toru vigorously shook the “grenade” in his hand.

“”Messy bedding, hidden hotel”” Kujo Miki raised his hips and the school uniform skirt flew up.

“Oh—” the two wives called out happily.

Watanabe Toru thinks of Kujo Miki, a geisha in a red kimono that night in Izu.

I have never understood what Treasure Girl is like. I thought it was a “professional term” between women, but now I suddenly think of this term.

To describe Kujo Miki, it couldn’t be more appropriate.

“”It doesn’t matter what happened”

“”Want to cross the blazing fire””

“”Want to cross and cross the Tian City Mountain with you””

Kujo Miki looked at Watanabe Toru, twisting the beautiful body curve, and the skirt fluttering.

Incorporating delicate emotions into the song, combined with personal characteristics, a sonorous and powerful song, she sang a special taste.

Listening to the melodious singing and watching the twisted youthful body, Watanabe Toru’s heart is filled with infinite love for Miki.

Can’t wait to pull her into her arms and let her sit on her knees and sing.

‘Miki, my Miki. ’Watanabe Toru called deeply in his heart.