Chapter 100 Dance Rhapsody (Part 2)
After choosing the food and juice, the two came to a long sofa in the rest area.
Miki Kujo crossed her legs, folded her arms, and cast a bored gaze towards the dance floor full of people in formal dresses.
Watanabe Toru, who was sitting next to her, was also watching this extremely luxurious and boring scene, and was also responsible for serving plates and feeding her.
"No wonder Ruth gave up her aristocratic life."
"Who is Ruth?" Miki Kujo withdrew her gaze and looked at Toru Watanabe.
"The heroine of Titanic."
Kujo Miki turned her gaze back to the dance floor. "What do you want to say by 'giving up aristocratic life'?"
"What I mean is..." As he spoke, Toru Watanabe used a knife and fork to cut a piece of cake that she could put in her mouth without opening her mouth wide, and fed it to her mouth.
Kujo Miki interrupted him: "I want some fruit."
Watanabe Toru had no choice but to eat the cake which was covered with cream and would definitely make him fat, and he cut a piece of cake with a small slice of kiwi fruit for her.
Kujo Miki opened her mouth slightly and ate the cake: "Go on."
"What I mean is that if you keep living this upper-class life, you'll get bored sooner or later. It would be more interesting to experience the life of the lower-class people from time to time."
"The bottom life? Salad."
"Hold on."
Toru Watanabe put the cake plate on the table, took a sip of water to relieve the greasy taste of cream in his mouth, and then picked up the plate of salad.
After feeding Kujo Miki a bite with a knife and fork, he said, "Have you ever been to the summer festival?"
“I’ve seen fireworks.”
"Not just that. Like... have you ever walked through a stall full of people? Scooped up goldfish? Shot balloons with a plastic gun? Licked marshmallows or candy apples with your tongue?"
"You're talking about the summer festival, right? Foie gras."
"Foie gras? Which one is foie gras? This one?" Toru Watanabe fed her a piece and took a bite himself.
Just take a sip with your tongue and palate, and the foie gras will melt immediately, leaving a delicate and fresh taste.
Toru Watanabe has only eaten chicken liver and feels that the two taste roughly the same, but foie gras is more delicious.
'I'll take my mom and dad to try it next time,' he thought.
Unlike Watanabe Toru who was immersed in the food, Kujo Miki said without much reaction: "Zucchini."
"You eat really healthily." Watanabe Toru picked up the plate of vegetables again, "You know, I'm going to stay in Tokyo during the summer vacation to participate in the wind instrument competition, so I plan to have fun at the summer festival."
"Are you inviting me ?"
"...Yeah." Watanabe Toru didn't know what he meant by that. He said regretfully, "But you probably don't have time, right?"
"You performed well today. Originally, the reward was that I would play with you for ten minutes in a dress, but you wanted to go to the summer festival with me. It's no problem to change it to this."
"No, no, no, I choose the shorter one!"
Kujo Miki turned her head and stared at him coldly: "You really only want my body."
"...Let's go to the summer festival. I want to create beautiful memories with you."
Kujo Miki nodded with satisfaction and put her hand on Watanabe Toru's wrist: "Let's go, finish eating and continue dancing."
"Wait, I'm not full yet."
"Full?"
"…Nothing. Nothing."
Toru Watanabe could only reluctantly put his arms around Miki Kujo's slender waist again, holding her delicate little hands, and swaying on the dance floor.
However, when he saw her beautiful face, good figure, and high-end and elegant dress so close to him, Toru Watanabe felt that he was a little ungrateful.
Those models and stars that are coveted by thousands of people don't have as good looks and figures as her, and their status is far inferior to hers, but even with such a high-ranking Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru can hug her waist however he wants.
Of course, this must be done when she is in a good mood, otherwise she needs to be careful about her waist and ears.
If Kujo Miki was in a good mood, she might be able to do something better.
The reason why I use the word "should" is because Watanabe Toru has never done it so far - as long as a man's lower body is still usable, he should not try to test his resistance to beauty.
Throughout history, many heroes have given up hatred for beauty, some even willing to kill their fathers and their entire families.
Watanabe Toru has no confidence in himself in this regard, so apart from raising his waist to show that he "loves" Kujo Miki, he will never make any unnecessary moves.
But from the beginning, realizing that he was the only one who could touch such an indescribable and noble body, Watanabe Toru always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
Smelling her sweet scent and feeling her slender waist, I sometimes even think: If she could change her bad temper, it would be nice for us to be together like this.
After dancing two dances in a row, Miki Kujo said she wanted to go out for some fresh air.
Toru Watanabe thought he could leave, but the two of them ended up at the other side of the mansion, next to a private pier in Tokyo Bay.
Many guests also chat here, look out at the sea view and breathe fresh air.
There is also a bonfire here, and a chef is grilling next to the bonfire. Guests can also take their own ingredients and grill them on the charcoal fire for fun.
As soon as the two of them arrived here, a beautiful woman in an exquisite deep V tube dress came over. It was Seino Riko, who they had met once before, the executive director of Seino Group.
"Ms. Kujo, good evening." Riko Kiyono extended her right hand.
"Hello." Miki Kujo shook hands with her indifferently.
Kiyono Riko smiled and turned to Watanabe Toru, also extending her right hand: "Watanabe-kun, nice to see you again."
"You..." Under the sidelong glance of Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru consciously retracted his half-extended hand, "Hello."
Miki Kujo looked straight ahead again and walked towards the pier.
Toru Watanabe smiled apologetically at Seino Satoko and followed her.
Kiyono Riko looked at the two men's departing figures thoughtfully, and muttered to herself after a while, "So handsome. No wonder."
The ground leading to the dock is covered with lantern-shaped lights, and the shadows of the trees dance among the bright yellow lights.
"Prepare a boat for me." Kujo Miki said to the servant standing at the dock.
"OK."
Watanabe Toru asked, "What are you going to do with the boat?"
"Let the night breeze blow."
"Tokyo Bay?"
Toru Watanabe originally thought that the servant was driving the speedboat, but it turned out that what Kujo Miki wanted was a wooden boat.
And let him row alone!
Away from the dock, away from the lights of the dance party, Watanabe Toru let go of the oars and looked at Kujo Miki, who was sitting opposite him, feeling the water with her hands.
The coast is lined with tall buildings and bright lights;
On the Rainbow Bridge, a suspension bridge that crosses the northern part of Tokyo Bay and connects Shibaura and Odaiba in Minato Ward, traffic flows like flowing water;
Luxury cruise ships and sightseeing boats slowly pass by on the bay.
The small boat the two were on was hidden in the night, with only a light on the bow proving that there were people here.
"Why did you stop? Keep rowing."
"No."
"Reject me?" Kujo Miki sneered, "You think you can do it here..."
Watanabe Toru put his fingers into her hair, stroked the side of her face with his palm, and interrupted her softly: "I want to eat you now."
"..." Miki Kujo raised her beautiful face with a contemptuous and provocative smile on her lips.
In the deserted Tokyo Bay, Toru Watanabe, who was originally joking and trying to scare her, began to feel his heart pounding when his hand touched her body.
"…I am planning to do this," he said, trying to slow down his disordered breathing, "but I still need your consent."
"What do you want to do?" asked Miki Kujo with a smile.
"Considering that the boat is small and there is a risk of it tipping over if you move too much, I want to... kiss you."
Watanabe Toru lifted her seductive chin and moved closer to her. In the night, lake light, and lights, his lustful eyes looked down at her proud face.
"Is it okay?" He said softly, his voice a little hoarse than usual.
Waves slapped against the boat, and the cruise ship blew its whistle. Amidst these sounds, Kujo Miki gave the order:
“…I allow it.”
Toru Watanabe lost, lost to beauty and this damn, sweet, magical atmosphere.
He greedily held her cold lips, absorbing the moisture.
Kujo Miki felt weak and leaned into his arms.
A sweet scent was brewing on the sea, and the boat drifted along the current in an unknown direction.
"…Meiji."
"……Um."
After a simple and meaningless conversation, the second kiss began.
The cruise ship passed the Rainbow Bridge, and the lights in the distance flickered on and off. Watanabe Toru let go of Kujo Miki with a slight gasp.
The two men pressed their foreheads against each other, as if this was the only way to support their weak bodies.
"…Watanabe."
"……Um."
"…You are mine."
"I am yours."
Naturally, they pressed their lips together for the third time.
Sweetness sank into Kujo Miki's heart. This was an experience she had never had before.
She couldn't think about anything anymore, whether this was happiness or satisfaction. She only knew that when she regained consciousness, her hands had unconsciously grabbed Watanabe Toru's back.
After tidying up the messy burgundy dress and black skirt, the two returned to the shore.
The party was coming to an end and guests kept saying goodbye to the host.
In the empty living room, the servants were cleaning up the mess. Compared with the scene of the flying dress just now, there was a hint of loneliness.
Miki Kujo sent Toru Watanabe back to the rental house and left.
Watching the car going away, Watanabe put his hands on his face.
After entering the room, he took off his suit and hung it in the closet, although he probably wouldn't have the chance to wear it a second time.
After taking a shower, I changed into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, put on slippers, and felt relaxed all over.
Toru Watanabe twisted his neck, took the door key and went out.
The little food they had at the ball had long been consumed in dancing, rowing, and kissing, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were now very close.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, there was no one on the streets near the residential area.
He put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly towards the lighted convenience store.
"Welcome!"
Toru Watanabe bought some oden, and the cashier couldn't help but glance at him out of the corner of her eye.
After finishing his meal in the dining area inside the store, Toru Watanabe walked out of the convenience store and threw the box into the trash can at the door.
"Meow!"
"Oh, sorry, sorry."
The stray cat that had been sleeping behind the trash can was frightened by him and jumped away.
This is a big cat with a white and orange color mixture. It is looking at Watanabe Toru as if it wants to leave but is reluctant to do so.
Probably waiting for him to leave and preparing to go back to the trash can again.
Watanabe Toru thought about it, walked back to the store, and when he came out again, he had a watermelon the size of his head in his hand.
He squatted beside the trash can, spread the bag on the ground, punched the watermelon in half, and took out a slightly larger piece for himself.
"Brother, this is an apology gift, that's good enough."
I don't know if the cat was used to being fed, or if it saw that Watanabe Toru was a good person, but it patted the watermelon flesh twice with its paws and then lay down to eat it.
Watanabe Toru smiled, squatted down beside it, and picked out a watermelon seed with his hand.
"Do you know how much this watermelon costs? 2400 yen! Your brother and I held up a billboard in Shinjuku's shopping street on a hot day for two hours!"
"What are you talking to yourself here?"
"Brother, no, sister, can you speak?!"
The cat with whiskers dyed watermelon-colored couldn't talk, of course. It even turned around and pointed its tail towards Watanabe Toru because it was too talkative.
A sigh from Qingye Rin was heard above my head.
"It's Kiyono-san. I thought I had spotted an alien." Toru Watanabe turned around.
Beautiful toes in sandals, delicate ankles, slender calves like tender lotus roots, nice knees, tight and well-proportioned...
"Toru Watanabe! What are you looking at?" Kiyono Rin twisted her legs unnaturally.
"I am thinking."
"lie."
"real."
"Liar. You were staring at my legs the whole time."
"Misunderstanding. Although all I could see was your beautiful legs, Kiyono-san, I was actually thinking: Why didn't cats evolve to walk on their hind legs? Hair... By the way, Kiyono-san, did you know that the history of human hair removal began in the Stone Age? But at that time, humans removed hair for..."
Qingye Rin sighed, ran her hand across the skirt over her hips, and squatted down to make sure nothing was exposed.
Watanabe Toru, who was still chattering about the history of human hair removal and staring at her legs, finally let his eyes level with hers.
Watanabe Toru reluctantly broke the watermelon in his hand into two pieces and handed one slice to Kiyono Rin.
"Thank you." Qingye Rin hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it.
She would never squat on the roadside to eat watermelon if she didn't want Watanabe Toru to continue taking advantage of her because there was no one on the street at night.
"You're welcome." Watanabe Toru took a bite and his mouth was full of sweet juice.
Qingye Rin patiently removed the visible seeds before eating it in small bites.
Obviously, there are people who spit out watermelon seeds at dance parties.
"Why are you here?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"I've been eating at the dance, so I came out to exercise and digest the food."
"I envy you. I'm starving."
"I see you and Kujo Miki are having so much fun that you forget everything else."
"Nothing."
The two of them didn't say anything else, and quietly enjoyed the 2,400 yen watermelon with the cat.
The roads in the residential area of Yotsuya Station are narrow and the greening is very well done. Not only the government, but every household plants flowers and grass, and those with conditions have pine and beech trees in their yards.
The evening breeze is blowing, and just listening to the sound of the leaves swaying gives people a feeling of "it's a cool summer night".
Time passes slowly.
If a man and a woman are together and don't talk, the atmosphere should be very awkward.
But neither of them felt that way.
If I don't want to force myself to find a topic, the other party won't mind either - Watanabe Toru always has this feeling in his heart, and he is sure that Kiyono Rin thinks the same way.
But then again, for Kiyono Rin, she probably wishes everyone around her would shut up.
After eating the watermelon, the two people stared at the cat eating the watermelon.
The cat's mouth is very small, just like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves. The way it eats the watermelon bit by bit is very cute.
"Mr. Kiyono, what do you think about cats evolving legs like humans?" Toru Watanabe asked, staring at the cat's hind legs.
"Can you please stop talking about legs?" Qingye Rin couldn't stand him, "You like legs too much."
“I’m studying cats.”
"So you really like legs."
"Hey, no, wait, did I say I was a leg control? I clearly said I was studying cats."
"So you really are a pervert . I'm so disappointed."
"Is it already a fact that I like legs?"
The two chatted, and Watanabe Toru talked a lot about which species would have stronger legs if animals evolved like humans.
Qingye Rin didn't say a word and looked like she couldn't stand him the whole time.
It seems that she is not interested in legs. Watanabe Toru can't talk to people who are not interested in legs.
So he stood up first and extended his hand to the squatting Qingye Rin.
"Huh?" Qing Ye Lin looked at him in confusion, "I can stand up by myself."
"Ms. Kiyono, my name is Toru Watanabe. Can I invite you to dance with me?"
Qingye Rin burst out laughing: "You didn't read the "Ball Handbook" I gave you at all, did you?"
"Why do you care so much? You haven't danced with anyone yet, right? Can you give me your first time?" Toru Watanabe said with a smile.
"..." Qingye Rin held her forehead and stood up, "I was still hesitating, but now I am not at all...ah!"
Toru Watanabe held her right hand with his left hand, put his right hand around her slender waist, hummed a strange waltz, and turned around in a waltz step.
"Hahaha!" Before Qingye Rin got angry, he jumped away with a laugh.
"You're dead." Qingye Rin, whose face turned red with anger, shouted in a fierce tone that was cuter than a cat eating watermelon.
