Chapter 174 Towards Winter Camping Daily (3)
November 17th, Tuesday, lunch break.
"Watanabe, let's go!"
"Got it." Watanabe Toru responded with a sigh.
Seeing his reluctance, Kunihisa was a little confused and asked him, "If you don't want to, why don't you just tell Mr. Koizumi directly?"
“There are some things only I can do.”
"Is being a member of the Test of Courage Conference such an amazing job?" said Keisuke Saito, the newly appointed logistics committee member.
"What do you think?" Watanabe Toru was speechless.
As they were talking, the three of them walked out of the Grade 4 classroom and headed towards the Student Union's meeting room.
In the corridor, there were many people heading in the same direction as them.
At noon on the second day after Watanabe Toru became a member of the Test of Courage Conference, the Student Union convened a meeting of all relevant members.
The student union meeting room of Kamikawa High School is not the simple one made up of desks.
The oval solid wood table and exquisite armchairs are more luxurious than many ordinary company or firm meeting rooms.
Watanabe Toru and the other two found a random seat and chatted about free activities during the camping trip before the meeting started - boring topics like fishing or skiing.
"Watanabe-kun~"
Toru Watanabe looked towards the source of the sound, but saw nothing.
"I'm over here~" The voice came from the other side this time.
He turned his head again and saw a lively and cheerful girl with a cute bob haircut and a lovely round face.
The eyes are large and crescent-shaped.
"Who are you?" Watanabe Toru didn't recognize her.
"No way?" The girl covered her mouth in disbelief, "I'm Nana~"
"Nana..." Watanabe Toru remembered who this person was, but still said, "I'm sorry, I don't know you. Who are you?"
After learning from senior sister Mai Asu, he decided to be a little colder towards any woman, which would be beneficial to both parties.
The girl clasped her hands behind her skirt and clasped them together happily:
"It doesn't matter if you don't know me, just call me Nana. Please give me your guidance, Watanabe-kun~"
“…”
In addition to Miki, he didn't even call Qingye Rin by name. What was this woman thinking?
"President Nana Miyashita, is there anything I can help you with?" Toru Watanabe stopped pretending.
"Huh? So you know me? So you were teasing me just now?"
Nana Miyashita once again put her hands behind her skirt, tilted her head slightly, her eyebrows curved into crescents, and smiled at Toru Watanabe and asked:
"Watanabe-kun, you don't like me, do you?"
"…You can't scare me. I've seen people who are more narcissistic than you."
"Are you kidding me again? There's no way anyone is more narcissistic than me~" Narina Miyashita waved her hands, looking unconvinced.
"Do you know Kiyono Rin? That guy's narcissism is hopeless." said Toru Watanabe.
"So this is how Watanabe-san thinks of me." A clear voice, accompanied by the sound of stern footsteps, gradually approached.
Watanabe Toru stared at it without blinking, not seeming flustered at all.
He looked at the student council president and continued, "Although she is narcissistic, Kiyono-san is indeed a rare beautiful girl. It is not an exaggeration ."
"Unique?"
Toru Watanabe's face suddenly fell, and he was as panicked as he could be.
Looking closely, Miyashita Nana was smiling very happily, while Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke were constantly giving him looks, their eyes almost crooked.
Watanabe Toru slowly turned his head and raised his eyes.
At some point, not only Kiyono Rin was there, but Miss Kujo was also there.
There was no time to think about why the two of them were here.
"Meiji, listen to me..."
"It turns out that you are the new student council president." Miki Kujo looked at Nana Miyashita, but her hand reached out to Toru Watanabe's ear.
"I was lucky to win the election." Miyashita Nana waved her hand modestly, "Kujo-san, please go easy on me. We can discuss anything at school. Our family is not as good as the Kujo family."
"There's nothing to discuss with you. Just stay away from this guy." As she said this, Kujo Miki glanced at Watanabe Toru who was having his ear twisted by her.
Nana Miyashita glanced at Toru Watanabe who was making a painful expression and couldn't help laughing:
"Of course, everyone knows that Watanabe-kun is the future son-in-law of the Kujo family."
Kujo Miki sneered, without moving her head, and glanced at Qingye Rin with cold eyes: "Isn't there only one?"
"It hurts, it hurts! Be gentler!" Feeling the gradually increasing force on his ear, Toru Watanabe shouted exaggeratedly.
Qingye Rin lifted her long hair from her shoulders and smiled noncommittally.
"The Kujo family and the Kiyono family are going to break up? That's great!" Miyashita Nana clasped her hands and said happily, "If the two families need to cooperate in the future, please be sure to consider our Miyashita family!"
"It's none of your business."
" Please stop having , Miyashita-senpai. The affairs of the Seino family have nothing to do with me."
"Is that so?" Miyashita Nana was a little disappointed, but after seeing Watanabe Toru, her eyes lit up again, "Watanabe-kun, I can only ask you, please make them both crazy, and then break up from now on!"
"Do you think I still have a chance? Right now, I can't even protect myself." Watanabe Toru pointed at the snow-white and delicate little hand on his ear.
Kujo Miki bent down.
That small and delicate face was pressed against Watanabe Toru's face.
"Are you going to do this even though you can't protect yourself?" The hot breath from her soft lips hit Watanabe Toru's ears.
"Kujo-san," Kiyono Rin looked at the two people who were about to stick together, "You said 'no revenge' yesterday, are you going back on your word today?"
"If I remember correctly, you are not allowed to retaliate afterwards, right?" Kujo Miki glanced at her.
Qingye Rin put her hand on her chin and lowered her head in thought, as if she was recalling what she had said yesterday.
After three seconds, she said, "This is also a manifestation of lack of confidence, right? It should be recorded in the record of human observation activities."
Miki Kujo narrowed her eyes slightly and loosened her hand that was twisting Watanabe Toru's ear.
Only then did Toru Watanabe realize that the meeting room, which had been noisy just a moment ago, had already become silent.
"What can I do? Who made me like this bad guy so much?" Kujo Miki looked at Watanabe Toru tenderly and adjusted the position of his tie. "I feel uncomfortable when I think about someone trying to snatch it from me."
The tone was gentle at first, but by the end, only cold murderous intent remained.
"The fact that you're not feeling well, Kujo-san, is a happy thing for me." Kiyono Rin responded with the same cold smile.
Miyashita Naina looked at the two of them back and forth, and suddenly said with a smile: "Watanabe-kun, as the person involved, won't you say a few words?"
This guy...
Toru Watanabe seemed to see a fox tail sticking out from behind the student council president's skirt.
"It's been so long since the lunch break, let's start the meeting!" he said.
As if she didn't get a satisfactory answer, Miyashita Nana puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction.
However, Kiyono Rin and Kujo Miki no longer intended to continue the verbal dispute and just sat back in their seats. There was nothing she could do.
Nana Miyashita returned to the top and looked at the number of people.
"Now that all the class members are here, let's start today's meeting."
"First, regarding the specific plans for the winter camping activities, each group should submit them to the Student Union before this Friday."
"Then there's the budget. If the event plan is approved, the budget..."
As the words were spoken above, small movements were constantly taking place below.
Toru Watanabe glared at Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke, complaining that they didn't remind him out loud and why they were using encrypted eye contact.
Then, regardless of the two people's ignorance and excuses, he whispered to Kujo Miki beside him:
"Meiji, why are you here?"
"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have learned the idiom 'unique'."
"...I admit, I confess, I do think that Kiyono-san is very beautiful, even comparable to you, Miki, so I just said 'it's not an exaggeration to say that she is one-of-a-kind'."
"You're so smooth-talking." Miki Kujo put her hand on his leg and this time she really twisted it hard.
"Hiss--" Watanabe Toru leaned forward in pain.
Because it was so painful, he couldn't help but reach out and press on Kujo Miki's legs which were wearing black pantyhose.
Like a child who has drunk very bitter medicine and is desperately eating candy, he kneaded the slender and well-proportioned legs with greedy hands.
Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke could not see the scenery under the table, and cast sympathetic and mocking looks at Watanabe Toru, whose expression was extremely painful.
The meeting ended safely, and it seemed that Kujo Miki had no intention of taking charge of the situation this time.
Last time, it was because Kujo's mother suddenly wanted to come to the cultural festival that she took the initiative to not allow the event to go haywire.
Kujo's mother would definitely not participate in activities like winter camping, so it is understandable that Kujo Miki would not interfere with the activities.
Summary: Kujo Miki serves as a committee member purely to keep an eye on her boyfriend.
'What did I do wrong?'
Watanabe Toru returned to the classroom, rubbing his thighs, which must have turned red.
After watching "Remembrance of Things Past" for a while, the lunch break was over and the fifth class began.
The fifth class is home economics, and today's class is about tailoring.
There are still two classes combined, Class 2 and Class 4.
"Today's task is to make 'bags'." The elderly home economics teacher said in a gentle voice.
"You can make whatever bag you want, whether it's a shoulder bag, a backpack, a crossbody bag or a handbag. When you're done, ask me to stamp it, and then you can leave the get out of class."
Students from the two classes took turns to choose the materials they liked.
The teacher didn't care much. After explaining the topic, she went on to knit a sweater for winter.
According to the girls in the class, almost all of the clothes the home economics teacher makes are made by herself. The styles are simple and beautiful, and many girls want to learn from her.
Since the teacher didn't care, Toru Watanabe hung out with Miki Kujo.
He chose the black fabric himself and helped her choose the bright red one.
The red that Miki Kujo prefers is not the kind of red that emphasizes color. Her favorite is a crisp, majestic red that does not look feminine even when worn by a boy.
"Can you use a sewing machine? " Toru Watanabe asked her.
This was his first time taking home economics class with Kujo Miki.
Class 2 and Class 4 were combined, but Kujo Miki happened to be absent - either she didn't come all day, or she attended four classes in the morning and left at noon.
"I've learned a little." Miki Kujo took the cloth and drew lines on it with a pencil.
Watanabe Toru sat down next to her, his pants rubbing against his thighs, and the places that were twisted actually hurt a little.
He looked around the classroom. Everyone was busy sewing with their heads down, no one was paying attention to the corner they were in.
Toru Watanabe turned sideways, facing away from everyone, and secretly unbuttoned his clothes.
Hearing the sound of a zipper, Kujo Miki raised her head.
She watched Toru Watanabe unzip his pants, revealing his underwear, and stare at her thighs.
"You still have this habit?" Miki Kujo looked at him and laughed.
"What's your hobby? Look, it's all red!" Watanabe Toru whispered.
Miki Kujo took a closer look, stretched out her slender right hand, and gently touched the red spot with her index finger.
"Does it hurt?"
"Of course, and it hurts a lot!"
Kujo Miki gently rubbed it, and warned in a cold tone: "If you praise Qing Ye Lin again, I will twist your legs purple next time."
"Purple? Those muscles are damaged, right?"
"If it breaks, just cut off the leg."
"Don't scare me."
"Scare you?" Kujo Miki glanced at a certain spot, "She doesn't look like she was scared."
"I am gifted and cannot be controlled at all."
Kujo Miki snorted disdainfully and reached out to hold it.
"Wait, wait, that won't work!" Watanabe Toru quickly grabbed her and said, "For my sake and yours, this won't work."
"Put on your pants, who are you trying to show off to?" Kujo Miki pinched her and withdrew her hand unhappily.
"I'll show it to you when I get back. Who else can I show it to?" Watanabe Toru rubbed the red area that was twisted before zipping it up.
"If you dare to show this to others, I will make a hole here." She used her little hand to draw a semicircle on Watanabe Toru's abdomen.
It just fits the thing in it.
“I was really scared this time.”
Jiujo Miki glanced at him again and said, "Look at how cowardly you are. You have no future."
"Whether you are scared or not, you will be scolded. Next time, don't ask me if I am scared or not. Just scold me directly."
"Are you still angry?" Kujo Miki glanced at him amusedly. "I'll make you a bag. Tell me, what kind do you want?"
"The style doesn't matter, it must have [Meiji loves Tetsu] embroidered on it, so... um - be gentle!!"
"How dare you lie to me? Is this the state you should be in when you are scared?"
"This is the second time. I recovered faster. It's all because you're so cute, Meiji."
"Flavorful words and smooth talk."
Miki Kujo operated the sewing machine with unexpected skill.
The movement of the fabric and the rhythm of the pedals both sound pleasing to the ear.
"I didn't expect you could do this." Toru Watanabe watched from the side.
"What do you think rich people are?" Operating the sewing machine, Kujo Miki seemed to speak gently.
"I haven't thought about it specifically, but my impression is that at least he shouldn't be able to use a sewing machine."
“Rich people can do a lot of things they like, but they should not only do more things, but also do them better than ordinary people.”
Miki Kujo stopped pedaling and changed the direction of the fabric.
She continued, "I didn't specifically learn to sew a sewing machine, but I learned a little bit in home economics classes in elementary and middle school."
At this point, Kujo Miki paused and glanced at Watanabe Toru: "This is the first time I sew something for someone else. When you go back today, you should kneel on the bed and thank me."
"Kneel? That doesn't express my sincerity. I will use this bag for the rest of my life."
"No, just kneel down."
"Meiji, are you kidding?" Toru Watanabe asked seriously.
"What do you think?"
"That must be a joke!"
Miki Kujo glanced at him and continued sewing the backpack.
