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The next morning, that is, early Sunday morning, Watanabe Toru finished running and went back to bed to sleep.

As soon as he lay down, Kujo Miki entangled him and hugged him with his limbs like a koala.

After a while, he crawled onto him again.

She clasped Watanabe Toru’s neck with her hands tightly, and her soft and smooth face pressed close to Watanabe Toru’s face.

Such a terrible sleeping position and love for Watanabe Toru are completely different from the usually sober Kujo Miki.

Every time Watanabe Toru talked to her about it, she would sneer and say: “Don’t put what I did when I was asleep on this Young Lady.”

If Watanabe Toru goes on to say, her eyes will change to ‘show me a little bit of awareness and don’t want to die’.

Kujo Miki lay on his body, both of his hands on her waist.

Occasionally, his hands would go up, touching her back affectionately; occasionally, they would go down, greedily kneading her white and plump buttocks.

The two fell asleep just like that.

At nine o’clock, Kujo Miki woke up, still closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort of the two being stuck together.

“Someone asked me to speak to you.” Watanabe Toru said in her ear.

“en? “

“Watanabe Toru thinks Kujo Miki is too cute.”

“Someone asked me to say something to you.” Kujo Miki said.

“Huh huh?”

“Watanabe Toru is so happy to be with Kujo Miki.”

“That kid has always been so insightful.” Watanabe Toru admired.

Kujo Miki hugged him tighter: “Toru.”

“en. “

“Toru.”

“en. “

“Say love me.”

“I love you.”

“Who loves whom?”

“Watanabe Toru loves Kujo Miki.”

“How much does Watanabe Toru love Kujo Miki?”

“On a sunny Sunday, I was fishing at Odaiba Pier. I didn’t catch one for a long time. I was bored watching the yachts passing the Tokyo Bay to pass the time. Suddenly a beautiful lady came. She put her hands on the railing. I didn’t say a word, and watched the sea with me all afternoon-Watanabe Toru loves Kujo Miki so much.”

“Is this your real experience?”

“If you went to Odaiba Pier on a sunny Sunday afternoon and watched the sea with Watanabe Toru all afternoon, then it is true; if you haven’t been, then it is fake.” [ 19459002]

“Um—” Kujo Miki let out a contented nasal sound, rubbing against Watanabe Toru’s face.

Watanabe Toru puts his arms around Kujo Miki’s waist and brings his face closer to her.

Between face and face, there are a few strands of Kujo Miki, itchy.

“Miki.”

“en? “

“Miki.”

“en. “

“I want you.”

“en. “

Watanabe Toru advances greedily, and Kujo Miki stands up to greet him.

Kujo Miki’s body makes Watanabe Toru linger and love it.

Kujo Miki always uttered wonderful sighs or sighs about Watanabe Toru’s lingering.

At ten o’clock, the two of them slept again, and then did not wake up slowly until noon.

Now that it may be a little late, the above is the Sunday morning of Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki. It has always been this way, and it will be.

After lunch, the two went to Shimokitazawa, where Kiyano Rin was already waiting.

“It’s too slow.” She said, “I think it is the basic etiquette for being a person to resist the agreed place five minutes in advance.”

Kujo Miki was holding his elbows with both hands, and poking Watanabe Toru with his left elbow at this time: “She scolded you as a human.”

“Stupid old humans, I have already evolved and become the god of the New World.” Watanabe Toru put his hands in his pockets, and the temperament of [Unbelievable] was revealed at this time.

“What do you two look in?” He took his hand out of his trouser pocket again.

“It’s almost time for you to graduate from Secondary Two Disease.” Kiyano Rin maintained a pity expression.

“You now even know about secondary disease, you have fallen.”

“Please tell me that the knowledge is broader.” Kiyano Rin used aloof and remote attitude to point out Watanabe Toru’s misnomer.

“Alright, let’s go.” Kujo Miki interrupted the dispute between the two.

Shimokitazawa is denser than Ginza, more grounded than Roppongi, and more lively than Ningyocho. Vintage shops, drugstores, snack bars, ramen shops, izakayas, everything.

The roads are narrow, the sky is clear blue, and the sun is flooding the shops in row upon row.

Occasionally, a crow passes by and falls on a certain wire, which makes autumn look even higher.

After a few steps, Kiyano Rin glanced at Kujo Miki.

“What?” Kujo Miki asked.

“She said,’Why don’t you hold my hand today?’” Kiyano Rin translator Watanabe Toru said.

Kiyano Rin gave him a sharp look of dissatisfaction and said to Kujo Miki:

“Why didn’t you intentionally befriend him today?”

“I held you yesterday, today it’s your turn to take me.” Kujo Miki stretched out his left arm slightly, “Come on.”

“I’m asking you,” Kiyano Rin paused, “Why didn’t you show intimacy with Watanabe-classmate in front of me on purpose?”

Watanabe Toru took two steps forward, took Kiyano Rin’s slender wrist, and put her white skin on Kujo Miki’s wrist.

Kiyano Rin stared at him.

“If this stalemate continues, the onlookers will think we are filming.” Watanabe Toru opened her hands and let her see for herself the crowd around them paying attention to them.

Kiyano Rin stared at Watanabe Toru with cold eyes.

The average person may have been scared, but Kujo Miki and Watanabe Toru don’t take seriously at all, but feel funny in their hearts.

The hand she put on Kujo Miki’s arm has never been released.

“I’ll go back and pack him.” Kujo Miki comforted Kiyano Rin, and then said to Watanabe Toru mockingly, “Believe oneself infallible.”

People who have only seen Kujo Miki during the day may think that Watanabe Toru will be very hard.

Only Watanabe Toru, who has seen Kujo Miki at night, knows the real Kujo Miki and how happy he is.

That’s it, yesterday Kujo Miki was holding Kiyano Rin, today Kiyano Rin is holding Kujo Miki.

The “arming” between the two is not like a crooked couple in love, nor is it young girls who are alive and close to each other.

Their posture is very elegant, and there is a distance between their bodies.

Shimokitazawa is a neighborhood suitable for literary youth. Watanabe Toru accompanied Koizumi and Qingnai three people here. They bought some retro-style clothes.

Kujo Miki is least interested in retro.

Kiyano Rin doesn’t care whether it is retro or not, as long as it conforms to her own aesthetics.

As for Watanabe Toru…

“There are photo stickers here.” He said.

Whether it’s tangled and complicated wires or photo sticker machines on the streets and alleys, they are almost invisible in previous life, but they are very popular in island countries.

“I haven’t used it.” Kiyano Rin looked at the machine curiously.

Who would take photos of photo stickers alone?

“Try it.” Kujo Miki walked over, and Kiyano Rin, who was holding her, naturally followed, Watanabe Toru opened the curtain for the two Eldest Miss.

Kiyano Rin looks at the machine, and the weird photos temporarily displayed above.

“What to choose?” Watanabe Toru asked. He had already selected an oversized pink love heart with various small stickers for special effects.

Kiyano Rin looked at himself in the camera, with an inexplicable red on his lips and shy icons on both sides of his cheeks.

“so that’s how it is.” She muttered to herself like a researcher.

“Five continuous shooting, hurry up and swing!” Watanabe Toru reminded.

“Five continuous shooting? What action?”

The first picture: Kiyano Rin asks; Watanabe Toru pulls Kujo Miki’s face left and right

Second picture: Kiyano Rin is dumbfounded; Kujo Miki has a murderous aura face and stretches out his hand to Watanabe Toru

Third picture: Kiyano Rin continues to be dumbfounded; Watanabe Toru bypasses Kujo Miki

Fourth frame: Kiyano Rin returns to calm; Watanabe Toru hides behind her; Kujo Miki puts his hand on Kiyano Rin’s shoulder

The fifth picture: Kiyano Rin is pulled apart by Kujo Miki; Watanabe Toru’s face is pinched by Kujo Miki and pulled to the sides.

……

The three of them came out of the photo sticker machine, looked at the photos in their hands, glanced at each other, and laughed at the same time.

After having dinner together in the evening, we sent Kiyano Rin back to the apartment, and then the two returned to Jimbocho.

“How are you and Rin?” Kujo Miki sat on her legs by the back seat window.

“It’s still the same.” Watanabe Toru looked towards outside the window, in the dark night, there were only a few street lamps that were of little use.

“Have you not talked to her”

“Not yet.” Watanabe Toru said, “You just made up, I said these things, didn’t you make you quarrel again?”

“What are you going to do?” Kujo Miki asked.

“Wait.”

The car walked along the street lights and came to the main road. The lights suddenly increased.

“Is there a way to take her down?” Kujo Miki said curiously.

“What can I do? Find an opportunity to tell her frankly what I want.”

“That’s it?” Kujo Miki looked disgusted, as if he had a better method than Watanabe Toru.

“To deal with honest people, to confess thoroughly, I think it is a good doctrine.”

“If she said,’Allow you to maintain your current relationship, but you must associate with me’?”

Watanabe Toru got up and sat next to Kujo Miki, where Kiyano Rin was sitting just now.

“Don’t worry.” He took Kujo Miki’s hand.

Kujo Miki looked at him with a smile and said: “I believe in your sense of responsibility.”

Watanabe Toru laughed and scratched her waist: “Vixen, bad woman.”

Kujo Miki was ticklish, but did not run away. Instead, he smiled and leaned in Watanabe Toru’s arms.

Watanabe Toru stopped and looked at her in his arms.

That delicate little face was flushed with the smile just now.

Kujo Miki raised his face, raised his finger in Watanabe Toru’s arms, and stroked his lips.

Looking at the suddenly childish Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru couldn’t help taking her hand away and kissing her soft lips.

The vehicle started to move fast, and the night view of Tokyo outside the window became brilliant lights and vibrant colors.

On Monday, Watanabe Toru took Kiyano Rin’s homework and was doing homework for herself and Kujo Miki.

Ichiki Aoi looked back curiously and looked at Kujo Miki and Kiyano Rin.

Kujo Miki buried her head in bed, her face moved towards the window, she couldn’t see clearly, she could only stare at Kiyano Rin.

He has long, straight black hair, slender fingers holding a book, and a small white face like an egg with its shell peeled off.

“Ichiki classmate?” Kiyano Rin lifted his gaze from the book.

She is a person who pays attention to etiquette, except for Watanabe Toru and Kujo Miki, she will watch others talk.

“Ah, sorry!” Ichiki Aoi apologized in red.

She was just curious at first, because someone in the music club said that someone saw three people go shopping together. Of course, to this level, Ichiki Aoi who “understands the inside” is of course nothing strange. The strange ones are Kiyano Rin and Kujo Miki. Holding hands.

As a result, because of curious observations, I finally indulged in the beauty of Kiyano Rin.

“What’s the matter?” Kiyano Rin asked.

“There is indeed something.” Ichiki Aoi completely turned around and faced Kiyano Rin.

Kiyano Rin is slightly frowned, she doesn’t like being so close to people-the distance of a desk.

“It’s like this,” Ichiki Aoi didn’t notice at all. “It’s already in October. At the end of the month is the national tour. There are sports festivals to prepare. There is not much time, so I want to ask Kiyano to continue to guide us. “

Kiyano Rin closed the book, put his slender fingertips on his chin, pondered for a moment, and said:

“Because there is an appointment on Sunday, so I can only go one day on weekends.”

“Enough enough!” Ichiki Aoi quickly nodded.

“Finally finished! Why are there so many homework on weekends!” Over there, Watanabe Toru finally solved the two-person homework.

Kiyano Rin looked over and smiled naturally at the corner of his mouth.

She smiled and said in a tone of sarcasm and command: “I will study together in the morning on weekends.”

“On behalf of the Watanabe family, I agree with Senator Kiyano’s proposal.” Watanabe Toru returned the work to her, and said softly to Kujo Miki, “Senator Kujo, do you have any comments?”

Waiting quietly for a while, Senator Kujo has no objection—he didn’t wake up.

Kujo Miki knew about this, in the third art class.

“To draw the sketch of the oak tree today, we all take the tools and go to the school gate together.” As soon as the art teacher walked in, he immediately announced.

“very good!”

“Eh -, isn’t it in the art classroom? I don’t want to run around.”

Some people wanted to go, some didn’t want to, but they all took Kent paper, sketch pens, and ink, and walked to the oak tree near the gate of Kamigawa School.

The oak tree that has been planted since the school was founded is said to be just a seed at the time, but now it has a beautiful shape and a huge crown.

Forty people in Class 4 of the second year, all sitting scattered under the shade of the tree, no problem.

“Miki,” Watanabe Toru said, “Student Kiyano said, she will guide the wind club on Saturday from now on. On Sunday morning, the three of us will study together and only go out in the afternoon.”

“en. “Kujo Miki indifferent expression, with some ink dipped in the tip of the pen, and began to paint.

The sun is good today, occasionally falling from the cracks between the trees, it shines brightly on white paper.

Watanabe Toru is an idiot. He refers to painting, so he doesn’t paint seriously at all—because he’s been serious, but it still doesn’t work.

Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki for a while, and the pen pulled the line and walked smoothly on the drawing paper.

Although at the beginning, from the smooth lines and calm posture, she knows her greatness.

Watanabe Toru went to see Kiyano Rin again to compare the level of the two.

It seems very difficult to deal with, but it is a bit worse than Kujo Miki.

But…

Watanabe Toru’s gaze shifted downward and fell on the two legs protruding from the pleated skirt.

I didn’t wear stockings today. They were white medium stockings-the length is higher than the ankle part and is located at the one third of the calf.

The skin is delicate, like two spring onions with the leaves peeled off;

With beautiful lines and round shapes, Watanabe Toru has never seen such a beautiful leg.

“If you want to draw a good sketch, each stroke is important… Watanabe-san, go ahead.” The art teacher suddenly called.

“Because there is no time to make corrections. If you make a mistake, the whole work will be ruined.” Watanabe Toru’s reaction is so sensitive and his brain is so smart.

“en.” The art teacher continued, saying that when he was tired, he took out the PET bottle and took a sip, and then went back to the armpit.

Kiyano Rin raised his head and glanced at Watanabe Toru-‘When are you going to see? ’

Watanabe Toru glanced back at her-‘I learned how to paint. ’

Kiyano Rin lowered his eyes, glanced at his legs, and looked towards Watanabe Toru-‘Do you want me to pierce you? ’

Watanabe Toru glanced at her legs, then at her-‘I don’t want to, but I want to see. ’

Kiyano Rin turned his gaze to Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru quickly withdrew his gaze and began to write quickly.

After a while, he said: “Done!”

He held up the paper and said in an intoxicated tone: “The lines of the trunk are perfect, I am very satisfied.”

Kujo Miki looked up and sneered.

“Not good look?” Watanabe Toru looked like the other party didn’t look at him.

“Good-looking.” Kujo Miki nodded with a smile.

Watanabe Toru’s paintings… Have you ever seen a book drawn by kindergarten children? It is the kind that draws the crown of the tree with wavy lines.

“Come here.” Kujo Miki beckoned, Watanabe Toru handed over the drawing paper.

“Even if you paint casually, adding perspective is not the same,” she modified the painting, “Can you see through?”

“I definitely don’t have that kind of ability! Even if I have, I won’t use it for painting!”

“…Forget it.” At this time, Kujo Miki looks like a female painter, “I hope that the child’s artistic talent can be inherited from me in the future.”

“…I think it makes sense.” Watanabe Toru agreed.