Chapter 187 Winter Camping (9)
Miki Kujo got up and left the table. After the barely audible sound of the door closing, Toru Watanabe crawled out from under the quilt in the direction of Rin Kiyono.
After his entire body came out, he fell to the ground as if exhausted.
Hot face, pressed against the cold floor:
“Hiss~”
The whole person came back to life.
"Watanabe, are you okay?" Koizumi Aona asked with concern.
"Still alive." Watanabe Toru replied weakly.
He moved slightly, as the previous piece was not cold enough.
Qing Ye Lin took her hardcover book and slowly opened it:
"I don't understand why you want to hide. You haven't done anything wrong. Or are you so scared of her?"
"Who said I didn't do anything wrong? Have you forgotten? When Miki came, I was saying sweet words to you." Watanabe Toru turned over again.
Of course this is nonsense.
Imagine that a girlfriend walks into a room and sees her boyfriend sitting under a quilt with three beautiful women, playing games and the punishments are very ambiguous - such as feeding them oranges.
Most girls would definitely get angry if they saw this, let alone Miss Kujo Miki who has a strong possessiveness.
But once she gets angry, it's not as simple as just ignoring people.
It's okay for Watanabe Toru and Kiyono Rin, one suffered physical pain and made up in bed at night, and the other had a meaningless verbal dispute.
But what about Koizumi Aona and Akiko? These two "innocent" teachers will definitely be in trouble and may even be fired.
"Sweet talk? Stop talking nonsense." Qingye Rin said dissatisfiedly.
"Don't you like me like this, Kiyono-san?" Toru Watanabe laughed and stared at her expression from top to bottom.
"How do you know that? The best you can say is that I don't hate it."
"A classic answer! I read in a book that if a girl doesn't hate you, she actually likes you."
"Mr. Watanabe, please stop reading weird books. You are mentally unstable. I am afraid that one day you will end up in a mental hospital."
"Are you shy? But it's okay. I also like the way Seino-san talks."
"How can I cure your self-righteousness?"
"Let me touch your legs? It will be very effective."
"Forget it, just continue to be sick." Qingye Rin refused without thinking.
"You are not a child anymore. Why are you being so stubborn with me now?"
"Shut up."
"OK."
The conversation between the two people "started abruptly, sang in unison, had a fast pace, and ended inexplicably", leaving no room for a third person to interrupt.
Looking at them like this, Koizumi Aona recalled something that happened a long time ago.
In fact, it didn’t take long, probably around the end of and the beginning of summer.
She asked the two people, with whom she had a bad relationship at the time, to help tutor students who needed to retake exams, and as a thank you, she treated them to barbecue.
At the barbecue restaurant, facing the two people who were arguing, she said, "You will definitely become friends, and maybe even comrades-in-arms who are closer than friends."
Now, we have really become close, although we are not comrades-in-arms, but lovers.
Koizumi Aona was somewhat emotional and said to the two with a smile: "You two have become very close."
"It's not very good, it's very good. Kiyono-san is my most important friend." Toru Watanabe moved forward the distance of a face and put his face against the new ground.
"What about Kumiko, the one I like, I like, I like so much?" Kiyono Rin pinched the footer with her fingers, her eyes still on the book.
Watanabe Toru was speechless for a moment: "...I introduced her to you like this?"
"Aren't you guys still chatting on Line? Kujo-san came to you just now because of this matter, right?"
"Kumiko and I are just like-minded friends, and my liking for her is just an ordinary liking. If it was really a relationship of 'I like, I like, I like Kumiko so much', how dare I throw my phone around casually."
"You mean, your liking for me is unusual?"
"That is of course... a confidential matter."
"Quick reaction." Qingye Rin praised.
"Thank you for the compliment." Watanabe Toru said modestly.
If you don't react quickly, you will die early.
"Come to think of it, Watanabe, you seem to be very experienced. You must have done this kind of thing a lot, right?" Akiko teased while eating the four oranges that belonged to the winner.
"What do you mean by experience?"
During the one hour in the kotatsu, Watanabe Toru, who has always been good at summarizing, reflected deeply countless times.
He said: "It was because of my inexperience that I chose to get into the kotatsu first, and I almost died of the heat!"
Akiko and Koizumi Aona giggled. Although they were 25 years old, their laughter was as sweet as that of young girls.
"Eat an orange to replenish your water." Koizumi Aona handed him an orange.
"Thank you, teacher." Watanabe Toru didn't eat it, but put the orange with cold skin on the side of his cheek.
After resting for a while, until the sweat on his body dried and his face was no longer hot, he slowly sat up.
"I'm going to go back and take a shower. I'm all sweaty." He turned his gaze to Qing Ye Lin who was reading a book, "Do you want to go?"
"Well, I'll take my leave too." Qingno Rin stood up from the kotatsu and elegantly straightened the wrinkles on her white skirt.
Watanabe Toru drank the tea that he had been serving for an hour in one gulp, and took "Remembrance of Things Past" and the orange.
Koizumi Aona walked the two to the door.
"Kids these days are really amazing!" Akiko started peeling the third orange, "They can even say words like '."
Koizumi Aona sat on the kotatsu, thinking of their complicated relationship, frowned and said worriedly:
"I don't know how long Watanabe can keep it a secret."
"That kid has it all his own way. Who told him to have two relationships at the same time?" Akiko stuffed an orange slice into her mouth. "Qingna, you've spoiled him too much. You might agree to it, too."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
"Yes, yes, but then again, you say."
Hearing her say this, Koizumi Aona's mind subconsciously recalled the scene.
Then, she complained helplessly and shyly: "Akira, can you please not talk about this kind of thing?"
"Why are you shy? It's not like we three haven't talked about this before." Akiko disagreed.
…
Just as Koizumi Aonai said, the snow was indeed falling heavily, densely and blowing in our faces.
But because there was no wind, it wasn't too cold.
When they stepped on the ground, their shoes rubbed against the snow, making a faint creaking sound.
Toru Watanabe gazed at the snow-capped mountains standing in the distance and slowly exhaled.
The white mist is like a slowly built bridge, as if it will extend all the way to the snow-capped mountains.
Qingye Rin's eyes were as clear as the aurora, and she looked at him for a long time before she let out a breath.
"Very impressive." She nodded.
"As for me." After saying that, Watanabe Toru regretted it, "Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
Nonsense is nonsense, but he doesn't want to make any dirty jokes about Qingye Rin except about her legs.
"What exactly do you mean?" asked Qingye Rin.
"You don't know?" Toru Watanabe looked at her in surprise.
Qing Ye Lin saw this as a provocation. She brushed her long hair off her shoulders and said proudly:
“Asking people who are not as good as me about things I don’t know is one of the smart things about me.”
Looking at her little face as white as snow and her eyes purer than the clear winter sky.
He reached out and patted her on the back:
"R-san, you have fallen."
When I returned to the boys' dormitory, there was a layer of snow on my head and shoulders.
Keisuke Saito and the others were still playing mahjong, and each of them was playing cards as if they wanted to break the tiles into pieces.
Toru Watanabe took out the copy of "Remembrance of Things Past" without a single snowflake on it from his clothes and placed it on the bedside.
I took my clothes and toothbrush and went into the dormitory bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower.
After taking a shower, I leaned against the head of the bed and read for a while. I felt sleepy while reading a page of profound French sentences by Proust, and then I fell asleep.
Toru Watanabe was awakened by Keisuke Saito.
"What time is it?" He propped up his upper body.
"The snow has stopped, get up quickly." Saito Keisuke answered at any time and turned around in a hurry to change his clothes.
Toru Watanabe looked out the window.
The snow had indeed stopped.
The clouds that had covered the sky dispersed, and the crimson sunlight poured down onto the snow.
The whole world seemed to have become a kotatsu, and the sun that was about to set was the electric heater under the table, emitting orange-yellow light.
"Watanabe, come on, let's go eat together!" Kunii Osamu shouted.
"You guys go, I'll accompany my girlfriend."
After the four people left, Toru Watanabe put on his clothes and walked out of the room.
The road that had been cleared was covered with a thumb-wide amount of snow.
There were several campground employees shoveling snow.
The boys from Class 3 next door were making a snowman, and from time to time they would throw snowballs at their classmates' heads when they were not paying attention.
The snowball fight was about to break out, and even affected Toru Watanabe who was passing by.
"Watanabe? Sorry, sorry, mistake." The man apologized with a smile.
"It doesn't matter."
When the man turned around and continued to fight with his friends, Watanabe Toru bent down, rolled a snowball, and threw it into their collars.
Suddenly, this group of people were like ants walking on hot fire, jumping up and down with strange cries.
Even though the weather was below zero, he was pulling at his clothes desperately.
Watanabe Toru laughed and quickly slipped away.
…
Miki Kujo came back from Aona Koizumi's room, took a shower immediately and changed into new pajamas.
Lying on the soft bed, snuggling in the comfortable quilt, he turned Watanabe Toru's cell phone upside down.
Browser history, photo album, Line chat history, nothing was left out. Except for the chat history being cleaned up very thoroughly, there was nothing that made her dissatisfied.
I fell asleep in a daze, and when I woke up the snow had stopped.
Sit by the window, facing the burning fireplace, take out the tablet and documents and start working.
After an unknown amount of time, the door suddenly opened, and at the same time a burst of triumphant laughter was heard.
She didn't look back - the only person who had her room key was Toru Watanabe.
"A bunch of rubbish, why do you have to mess with me! Hahaha!"
"What are you so proud of?" she asked, her eyes continuing to browse the documents in her hands.
"Miji, listen to me!" Watanabe Toru came over with the cold air from the outdoors. "I was just on my way here, and I was walking just fine, but the guys from Class 3 insisted on provoking me, and I beat them all by myself, killing them without leaving a single piece of armor."
"That's all you can do."
Watanabe Toru sat down on the sofa: "I'm only capable of this, but I'm afraid it will be even worse if I'm more capable."
"Smooth talk." Kujo Miki said lightly.
"By the way, have you seen my cell phone? I suddenly couldn't find it." Watanabe Toru asked as if he remembered something.
"Bedside."
Watanabe Toru fell on the bed and reached for his phone when Kujo Miki said, "You delete your chat history very diligently."
"Did you look at my phone ?"
"Can't watch?"
"Of course I can watch it, but I want to see yours too," said Toru Watanabe.
Miki Kujo snorted softly, but did not stop Toru Watanabe from looking through her phone.
"Password?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"My birthday."
"Your birthday?"
Kujo Miki raised her head and said with a smile: "You don't know?"
"How could I not know?"
Watanabe Toru entered 0909, unlocked his phone, and immediately checked his emails and chat history.
Although he was joking, he instinctively became serious when he checked it.
I looked through the chat records, photos, and folders. They were all just some information and photos of the two of them.
There were also photos of legs and stuff, but he also had those on his phone.
Next up is social media.
Toru Watanabe found something interesting - a video of a wind instrument competition, and it was all his footage.
"Ah, my dear Meiji, look what I found!" His tone was cadenced, "'Nagoya, boring'."
After saying this, Toru Watanabe looked at Miki Kujo meaningfully.
Just as he continued to slide down, Kujo Miki snatched the phone away.
"What were you doing just now?" she asked coldly.
"I read books and slept in the dormitory. I didn't play mahjong."
"What are you looking at?"
“Remembrance of Things Past.”
"Recite it to me."
So, Toru Watanabe recited the passage he had read in the afternoon in French.
"This small, round dessert called Petit Madeleine looks like it's made with scallops..."
After reciting a sentence, Kujo Miki continued reciting in French while handling documents:
"[I...noticed a strange change happening to me. I felt a wonderful sense of pleasure...that made me feel like I was falling in love...]
Her French is fluent and very pleasant to hear .
Watanabe Toru leaned back on the sofa and continued:
"[It comes without support and suddenly, and the reason behind it is hard to fathom... The joys and sorrows of life are nothing, the sufferings of life need not be lingered on, and the brevity of life is nothing but an illusion]"
Outside the window, the sky cleared up after the snow.
In the sunset, some people were shoveling snow, some were having snowball fights, and some were making various sculptures.
Inside the house, beside the burning fireplace, the two recited "Remembrance of Things Past" section by section.
After Kujo Miki finished reciting [I seem to see an ancient city on the seashore, with rose-red houses shining in the golden light of the setting sun and the violet sea complementing each other], Watanabe Toru clapped his hands.
"I admit defeat." He said admiringly.
"Did you not remember the following, or do you not want to recite it anymore?" Kujo Miki asked casually in a tone that said 'it doesn't matter what the answer is'.
At this time, she was wearing a dress-like pajamas tied with a ribbon around her waist, showing off the graceful curves of her slender waist to the fullest.
At the neckline, you can see the delicate and charming collarbone.
"I didn't expect that you, Miki, would also watch "Remembrance of Things Past."" Watanabe Toru felt a little surprised.
Miki Kujo did not answer, but just said "hmm" perfunctorily and continued to browse the documents in her hand.
Toru Watanabe poured himself a glass of water and sat there doing nothing for a while.
