Chapter 139 Sports Festival (4)
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”
From the tennis court surrounded by tall barbed wire, there came a very rhythmic sound, like that of drums.
Watanabe Toru sat cross-legged on the ground, playing with the tennis racket with some paint peeling in his hand like Uchiha Madara playing with a round fan.
Following his line of sight, he could see Kiyono Rin hitting the ball against the wall. She skillfully chased the bouncing ball and hit it back.
The green tennis balls gather in different places each time, but they are all the places where Qingno Rin wants to hit them.
The tennis skills are superb - it doesn't matter what the matter is, Watanabe Toru's eyes never leave the short skirt.
Before running out of strength, Kiyono Rin's body was agile and nimble, like the fingers of a performer playing a musical instrument, like an elf dancing in the forest, or like a dancer dancing the waltz on the dance floor.
The sneakers rubbed against the ground, making a "sizzling! sizzling" sound.
The skirt that covered her thighs was either lifted up by the wind or swayed up and down and left and right because of her own movements.
The safety pants are white and look a lot like denim shorts, but the fabric looks very loose.
No, it's not just the look, it's definitely very soft, after all, Toru Watanabe helped Kujo Miki take it off.
Although he had no intention of caring about the feel of the clothes at that time, thanks to his extremely good memory, that feeling still remained in his mind.
"Huh, huh." Qingye Rin panted, stopped, and her safety pants hid under her skirt.
She stood there, looking up weakly, and took a short rest.
The sunlight poured in through the gaps between the wire fence and the shade of the trees. Although it was cut into thin strands, the light still followed her beautiful figure.
The sunlight kissed her face gently, reflecting off her fair skin, and Toru Watanabe couldn't help but squint.
Qingye Rin came over with a racket and a tennis ball : "I'm really not suitable for long-term exercise."
"It doesn't matter. For this kind of thing, as long as one of us has good physical strength, leave the hard work to me."
"..." Qing Ye Lin lifted her bangs and sighed. The black hair in her hand was dazzling. "Go to the playground and run a thousand meters later."
"yes."
While she was feeling the breeze on her forehead, Toru Watanabe raised his head and looked under her light blue tennis skirt...
"R-san? R-san? What are you doing?"
Kiyono Rin placed her warm palm on Watanabe Toru's face, which was about to be raised.
Watanabe Toru looked up and could only see darkness and particles of light that could only be seen when he closed his eyes.
"What do you want to do, Watanabe-san?"
"It's not like you haven't seen it before, don't be so stingy."
Qingye Rin ignored him. Because she was blocking his view with her hand, her bangs fell down again. She changed to the hand holding the tennis racket and used the back of her hand to lift her bangs up again.
There was silence.
"Kiyono-san, can I see your face?"
"Can't."
"Why?"
"You know the reason."
"What's the reason? I don't know." Watanabe Toru asked in confusion.
The hand pressing on his face could be shaken off by simply twisting his neck, but Toru Watanabe did not do that.
"Kiyono-san!" In the distance, Tamamo Yoshimi and others ran over.
Qingye Rin let go of her hand.
This is allowed, right?
Watanabe Toru took the opportunity...
"Hmm!" This time, the tennis racket pressed against his handsome face.
But it doesn’t matter, it’s not over yet!
Even if the muscles on your face are divided into small grids by a tennis racket, even if your nose is crooked, your eyes will continue to fight!
'Come on, my eyes, hit them to the other side!'
Tamamo Haomei quickly squeezed in between the two of them and pointed her butt under her pleated skirt at Watanabe Toru.
Looking at the dust on Tamamo Yoshimi's skirt, Watanabe Toru sighed, patted his butt and stood up, making sure there was no dust on his butt.
Oh, vast sky, how unkind of you to me?
Qingye Rin noticed his actions, and then seeing his regretful look, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
Seeing Kiyono Rin smiling, Tamamo Haomei couldn't control herself at all and couldn't help but hug her.
"Please stay away from me, Tamamo-san. Our relationship is not close enough for physical contact."
"Ah, sorry, Kiyono-san is so cute! Hehehe!"
Tamamo's beautiful perverted smile made Kiyono Rin's body tremble slightly subconsciously, causing strong psychological discomfort, which was worse than being seen in the safety pants by Watanabe Toru.
She brushed aside the hair that fell on her shoulders and said, "Tamamo-san, are you guys here at the tennis court for something?"
"Oh yeah, it's like this, we have no experience in playing the game, so we came to ask Kiyono-san for help."
"Sorry, I'm practicing right now too."
"Oh, I see." Tamamo Haomei and the head of the wind band showed disappointed expressions.
"Go ahead, it's okay, it's a good time to take a break." Watanabe Toru persuaded, but he didn't expect that Kiyono Rin even knew about the movement.
Marching means playing while walking. Of course, it is not just ordinary walking, but also using various mysterious dance steps.
By the way, when marching, girls usually wear short skirts, but they also have safety pants.
Qing Ye Lin thought about it, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll go take a look."
"I'll go with you."
"What are you going to do?" Tamamo Omi pouted in dissatisfaction, her lips sparkling after touching the lipstick, "You're not going to participate in the sports festival performance!"
"I'm going to run a thousand meters. Do I need your permission?"
"Hmph!" Tamamo Haomei turned her head away.
When she saw Toru Watanabe, she remembered the last time he touched her butt on the train on the way home from Meiji Jingu Gaien.
"Kiyono-san, let's go!" She put her arm around Kiyono Rin and pulled her towards the gate of the tennis court.
"Tamamo-san, wait a moment." Kiyono Rin pulled her arm free, turned around and handed the tennis racket and tennis ball in her hand to Watanabe Toru.
"Forget about the one thousand meters. You can return it and then borrow a pair of badminton."
"Yes, Minister."
The two people from the Human Observation Department stayed on the playground all day, conducting various training.
The weather was not hot, and it was a holiday, so there were not many people around. After the wind band finished their rehearsal, they simply practiced the national competition pieces on the stands.
Because it was Saturday, at seven o'clock, Qingye Rin directly announced the disbandment.
Toru Watanabe went home, took a shower, then went out immediately and walked slowly towards Yotsuya Station .
The station platform was bustling with people, and from time to time a tram whizzed past, bringing with it gusts of cold wind.
Twenty minutes later, Toru Watanabe got off the Sobu Line, walked through the station alone to the ground exit, and the bustling street scene of Chiyoda came into view.
It is almost mid-October, and it is almost maple leaf season. Under the lights, the trees on the roadside are dyed with warm colors of red or yellow.
The fashionable girls on the street wear light skirts even at night.
A group of men with hair dyed brown or yellow approached and chatted with people with a smile on their faces.
Watanabe Toru withdrew his gaze and got into a taxi on the side of the road.
"Kanda Jimbocho, 1-chome."
"Are you going shopping?"
"No, my girlfriend lives there."
Through the rearview mirror, the taxi driver glanced at Watanabe Toru's expensive daily clothes and the watch on his wrist, then silently turned on the turn signal, stepped on the accelerator, and merged the car into the traffic flow.
I got off the bus at an intersection in Jimbocho.
Toru Watanabe called Kujo Miki while walking towards her villa.
"I'm in Kanda now."
"Um."
"I'll sleep here tonight."
"Sleeping on the street? I'll have someone bring you a blanket."
"No, I want you to take it to me, Meiji. Oh, remember to take a shower. I've already done it."
There was laughter coming from the other end of the phone. It was Kujo's mother.
"Come quickly." Kujo Miki said unhappily, then hung up the phone.
Toru Watanabe felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Kujo's mother would be with Chiyoda.
However, he had been stimulated a lot today, so after thinking about it, he decided not to go back. But with his parents around, it would not be appropriate to go empty-handed.
He walked around, looking for a suitable gift.
Kanda was no stranger to Toru Watanabe. He had accompanied Miki Kujo here many times, bought clothes, had meals, and even watched movies.
The most important impression is that there are many bookstores.
Giving a gift to a rich girlfriend is a very troublesome thing. Watanabe Toru really couldn't think of what to give, and was too lazy to continue wasting time, so he went to the flower shop and bought a bunch of sunflowers.
The clerk packed it for him using newspapers in a very British style.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"It's okay, thank you." Watanabe Toru took the flowers.
"Is it for your girlfriend?"
"No, it's for my girlfriend's mother."
"...Huh?" The clerk was stunned.
"Is it not possible?"
"No, it's not." The clerk blushed, "Please don't misunderstand, the flower language of sunflower also means "unspoken love."
This time it was Watanabe Toru's turn to be speechless.
“Yeah, that’s why I bought it.”
Watanabe Toru left the flower shop holding the flowers, looking at the female clerk with an eye-opening and enlightened look.
When he walked to Kujo Miki's residence, the maid saw him from afar, opened the door, bowed and waited there.
Toru Watanabe looked around the front yard, which was full of various flowers. There were gardeners specifically responsible for taking care of and pruning them. Among them, sunflowers in season were naturally present.
Looking at the sunflowers he had bought, he walked into the brightly lit villa.
Kujo Miki and her mother were playing chess to pass the time. When they saw him come in, they looked up and then continued to look at the chessboard.
Toru Watanabe walked over and it was Kujo Miki's turn.
The maid brought him tea.
The increasingly younger mother of Kujo smiled as she looked at the sunflower in his hand, stroking the yellow petals with her fingers.
"Is this for Meiji?"
"Well, I just picked them in the yard." said Toru Watanabe.
Kujo's mother laughed like a girl.
Toru Watanabe took a vase, removed the original flowers inside, and put his own sunflowers in it.
After Kujo Miki pushed the chess piece, she looked at Watanabe Toru and said, "What are you doing here tonight?"
"I missed you." Watanabe Toru sat down next to her.
"It's so sweet." Mother Kujo swept her hand across the chessboard and stood up gracefully. "I won't disturb you. I'll go back to sleep tonight."
"I'm going to win." Miki Kujo looked at her mother.
"Never give up your guard and think you have won until the last moment. How many times did I tell you this when I was teaching you?"
Miki Kujo looked coldly at her mother who was preaching to her.
"Watanabe-kun, tell me, does what I said make sense?" Kujo's mother looked at Watanabe Toru.
Watanabe Toru glanced at his girlfriend and said indifferently: "I don't understand chess."
"Start learning today." Kujo Miki placed the king chess piece in front of him with a "snap".
"today?"
"If you haven't learned it yet, don't go to sleep."
Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo's mother and said, "Aunt, I don't think what you said makes sense."
"Is that so? Then I won't leave tonight. I haven't slept with my daughter for a long time."
Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki again: "It would be nice for the two of us to learn chess all night, what do you think?"
"What do I think?" Kujo Miki reached out and pinched his ear, "I think it's best for you to go back now."
"Please don't. I'm already here. Even if you don't want to do anything, can you at least let me sleep here?"
After Kujo's mother left, Kujo Miki went to take a bath.
Toru Watanabe was holding an introductory book on chess, reading it while playing chess with himself.
He was already smart, and in order to get a good sleep tonight, his brain worked even faster. After a while, he understood the rules and memorized the basic routines.
I can tell this to Kiyono Rin tomorrow: when there is temptation, people can indeed unleash their potential.
He closed the book. Miki Kujo hadn't finished washing yet, so he took a piece of milk candy on the table and ate it.
Different from the ones on the market, the milk flavor is very rich and pure, but there is one thing in common - it sticks to your teeth.
Watanabe Toru took two bites and the softened caramel stuck to his molars.
He flicked the candy with his tongue, but he couldn't bear it any longer, so he swallowed the candy, got up and went into the misty bathroom.
Miki Kujo was in the simple and luxurious bath, revealing her shoulders and collarbones that were red from the hot water.
Seeing him come in, she wasn't surprised, she just said, "Wash yourself clean first."
"I just washed it."
"Don't come in unless you're clean."
The water flowed down from the shower head, forming a transparent waterfall, extending above Watanabe Toru's head.
A minute later, he turned off the water, slipped into the bathtub, and hugged Kujo Miki's body from behind.
A few strands of black hair stuck to her fair neck. Watanabe Toru put his mouth close to it, and Kujo Miki tilted her head slightly.
…
After taking some time to take a shower, the two returned to the bedroom.
Miki Kujo was leaning on the bed, looking at a tablet in her hand, with all kinds of data and information flowing through it.
Toru Watanabe was sitting on the edge of the bed cutting his nails - he accidentally scratched her just now.
"alright."
He was about to pounce on her, but Kujo Miki put her foot on his forehead and said, "I want my feet cut too."
Toru Watanabe's eyes fell on her thighs exposed from under her skirt and he swallowed subconsciously.
With just one glance, Toru Watanabe could see that the exposed calves were very firm, completely different from Kiyono Rin's soft and boneless legs.
He held her callous-free feet with one hand and trimmed her toenails with his right hand.
The nails were not long, and it must have been not long since the last trim. They were already neat and beautiful, so Watanabe Toru only made a slight trim and they were considered done.
Then, start from the feet, to the calves, to the thighs...
He pulled the quilt over himself and moved it all the way up, and when it touched Kujo Miki's chin, she hit him impatiently.
