Chapter 190 Winter Camping (12)
The cafeteria was bustling with people coming and going.
As Toru Watanabe walked to the ordering counter, he heard most people discussing the bonfire party and the atmosphere was very lively.
When I was queuing, Akira was right in front of me.
"Good evening, Mr. Akiko."
Akiko turned around and glanced: "It's Watanabe, good evening."
"Why is the teacher alone? Where is Mr. Koizumi?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"She has a cold and is resting in her room. I'm here to buy her something to eat."
"You have a cold?"
"Because I was taking care of a sick girl, I ended up getting infected myself," Akiko explained.
One person walked to the front of the team, and two people followed the team and moved forward one step.
"Aren't you having your period?" Although he didn't pay special attention, Toru Watanabe has a good memory.
"It's another person who's having her period. Last night, another girl caught a cold while playing in the snow. Qingnai stayed with her all night, but when she woke up this morning, she collapsed."
"Are you okay?"
"It's okay. I took some medicine and slept for a day. I'll be fine soon."
"That's good." Watanabe Toru nodded, "Teacher, are you taking the food home to eat?"
"Um."
"Can I come with you? I want to go see Mr. Koizumi."
"You have a conscience, kid." Akiko patted Watanabe Toru's strong shoulders.
The next moment, her expression suddenly changed.
"No, this should be your skill in picking up girls, right? Taking advantage of the opportunity to capture my Qingna? I tell you, you kid, don't even think about getting past me and Miyuki!"
Watanabe Toru: “…”
After buying a fried chicken set, Toru Watanabe followed Akiko towards their room.
Under my feet, the snow, as soft as bread, was flattened and made a crunching sound.
Akiko opened the door with the room card: "Aina, I brought your favorite."
"…My favorite." Watanabe Toru repeated the word without saying anything.
"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Akiko asked.
"No, it's just that this word is so old. Teacher Akiko, you are not from the Showa era, are you?"
"I'm only 25!"
The two of them talked and walked to the bed.
Koizumi Aona was just getting up from the bed and saw Watanabe Toru. Her slightly weak oval face showed a soft smile.
Akiko placed one hand on Koizumi Aona's smooth forehead and touched her own forehead with the other.
"The temperature has dropped a lot again. I'll put another fever-reducing patch on you after dinner. You'll probably be better by tomorrow morning."
"Yeah." Koizumi Aona responded softly.
"The teachers have such a good relationship." Toru Watanabe couldn't help but sigh as he watched this scene.
"It wasn't so good at the beginning." Akiko opened the lunch box, took out the chopsticks, handed them to Koizumi Aona, and then picked up her own portion.
Watanabe Tetsuya moved in a sofa.
One person lay on the bed, and the other two gathered around the bed and ate the packed dinner.
"It's not good at the beginning? Didn't we grow up together, teacher?" Toru Watanabe said after taking a sip of soup.
"We grew up together," Akiko took the biggest piece of fried chicken from Watanabe Toru's lunch box, "but we started to get along well in our second year of high school. Isn't that right? I can't remember the exact time."
"Yes, it's the second year of high school." Koizumi Aona nodded slightly.
"This is a very common thing," Akiko said, chewing on a piece of fried chicken. "For example, we were in the same class for three years in junior high school, but we hardly interacted with each other. But in high school, we suddenly became close friends."
"The relationships between people are truly incredible. Even the closest relatives will gradually drift apart, and even people who originally hated each other will one day open their hearts to each other," said Toru Watanabe.
"It's obviously the same idea, why do you say it better than me? People who can play both sides are really good at speaking."
"It has nothing to do with how many relationships I have. I just read a little more books than you."
"Aona, your student looks down on me. He's scolding me for not having enough education!" Akiko complained like a child.
Koizumi Aonai took a bite of rice, put her hair behind her ears, and smiled gently: "Akira, don't keep saying things like two-timing. Watanabe will be unhappy if he hears it."
"Even you bully me!" Akiko cried hypocritically, "I was just joking, but you guys teamed up to value women over friendship, woo woo."
"I'm sorry, teacher. I was wrong." Watanabe Toru picked up a piece of fried chicken and said, "Here, I'll give you the fried chicken."
"…You treat me like a child?"
"You said you were only 25. 25 is not that old."
"Yeah, that's right! I'm still a baby! Give me all the fried chicken!"
"Forget it, just continue crying." Toru Watanabe took the half-passed fried chicken and put it into his own mouth.
"At least give me the piece you promised me! You are such a scumbag, you don't keep your word, you play with girls' hearts, you deceive women's feelings!"
As she spoke, Akiko suddenly stretched out her chopsticks and aimed directly at Watanabe Toru's lunch box.
Watanabe Toru raised his lunch box, his movements calmly as if he had expected it, and took the fried pork cutlet from Akiko's lunch box.
"Ah—give it back to me!"
Koizumi Aona watched the two people playing with a smile.
After dinner, Toru Watanabe said goodbye and left, letting Aona Koizumi have a good rest.
Back in the room, Keisuke Saito and the others were talking about the bonfire party.
"Who are you dancing with?"
“It’s not clear yet.”
"What do you mean by that?"
"Let's see which girls are left, and then I'll choose from them."
"Pick? Wow, that's quite a domineering thing to say. Do you think you're also 'everyone's Watanabe-kun'?"
Watanabe Toru didn't have time to deal with their teasing. He took his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
By the time he came out, the four people had become impatient waiting.
"Watanabe, hurry up, it's about to start!"
"So having a girlfriend is troublesome. You have to take a shower when you go out!"
“Yes, it’s a waste of water!”
"Sorry, sorry." Watanabe Toru took the time to blow dry his hair.
After he dried his hair, the five of them quickly ran towards the square.
There were not many people along the way.
When we were almost at the square and could see a dense crowd, we suddenly heard a neat countdown shout.
"5! 4! 3! 2! 1! Ignite!"
"Bang--"
Amid cheers, a bonfire like a fire snake shot up into the sky, illuminating the surroundings like a little sun.
Countless sparks dance like fireflies in the night wind.
The five of them quickened their pace and rushed to the square.
Keisuke Saito and his friends went to "pick" dance partners, while Toru Watanabe searched for Miki Kujo in the crowd.
"Students who are dancing, please move to the middle!" The chairman's voice reached everyone's ears through the radio.
Along with the fiercely burning bonfire, the atmosphere in the square became heated.
…
There is still some time until bonfire night.
At the edge of the square, under a lush pine tree near the mixed woods.
"I didn't expect you would dare to come. Aren't you giving up?" Miki Kujo kicked away a pine cone at her feet.
"School rules state that everyone must attend unless they are sick." Qing Ye Lin hugged her elbows with both hands, "Why? Are you afraid that Watanabe-san will suddenly change his mind?"
Miki Kujo did not answer and looked at Rin Kiyono.
The long black hair, the facial contours, the white skin, the cherry-colored lips, all of these are reminiscent of her childhood, except for those eyes, which have become as oppressive as the deep sea.
"Every time you look at me, I feel disgusted and want to sew your eyelids shut forever." Kujo Miki's voice was as cold as the night wind.
"You avoided the question, it seems I was right." Qingye Rin smiled as a winner.
"When did you become so optimistic? Has this failure made you lose your mind?"
"The bonfire party hasn't started yet, and I haven't failed yet. Even if I fail, it's just a bonfire party. Once in the first year of high school, once in the second year of high school, and once in the third year of high school. Those who laugh early may not laugh last. Miss Kujo must understand this simple truth better than a high school girl like me, right?"
"Of course I know. Let me tell you one more thing," Kujo Miki raised a cruel smile, "I have come back from defeat many times, but no one has ever made me lose when I was ahead."
"That's because your opponent is too stupid." Qingye Rin brushed the long hair off her shoulders neatly. "In front of me, you got a slight advantage by luck. I advise you to be more humble."
"luck?"
"I don't care what you want to do to other people, but for the safety of Watanabe-san and his family, it's best not to have other ideas."
Kujo Miki's face was icy: "You know a lot, is this the reason you dare to come here today?"
"I can see through lies, and I know more than you think." Qing Ye Lin smiled condescendingly, "Do you want me to tell you what Watanabe really thinks of you? Does he like you, or does he like me more?"
Miki Kujo narrowed her eyes slightly.
"5! 4! 3! 2! 1! Ignite!"
"Wow! It's so bright!"
"Look carefully, will there be fireworks later?"
The breeze blew quietly through the lush trees, and the suddenly burning bonfire further highlighted the dark night around them.
Miki Kujo stroked the ring on her ring finger.
Under the glow of the bonfire, the ruby reflects a mysterious color.
"It was luck," said Kujo Miki, "but even if he and I hadn't met in Ochanomizu, we would have met in the Human Observation Department. He was destined to kneel at my feet."
"Students who are dancing, please move to the middle!" a voice came from the radio.
When the noise from the radio disappeared, Qing Ye Lin said calmly: "It's just a hypothetical thing, who knows."
As she spoke, Kujo Miki's thoughts drifted away along with the sparks from the bonfire.
Suppose she met Toru Watanabe in the Human Observation Department and didn't know his secret. With her personality, would she still care about such a person?
Will care.
After Qing Ye Lin cared about him.
In order to disgust Kiyono Rin, he would definitely do it without hesitation.
But by that time, Watanabe Toru already had the support of the Kiyono family, and it was impossible for him to harm the interests of the Kujo family and destroy the relationship between the two families for such a thing.
If this is the case, can I still win? Will that guy still be with me?
besides.
Now, he invited me this time, what about the future? With the help of Qing Ye Lin, he can leave me at any time.
No, the current me is the me who 'met and kissed him in Ochanomizu, was confessed to by him during the exam, sneaked onto the boat to flirt with him during the dance, sat in front of the bay window in the middle of the night watching the rain in Kyoto, and went shopping in Jimbocho Bookstore together on weekends'.
If Watanabe Toru dares to leave, she will take action.
…He was the first to break his promise.
"You are here." The sudden clear voice brought her back to her senses.
A beautiful boy came over, with long legs, handsome appearance, it was Toru Watanabe.
…
Toru Watanabe walked through the crowd, rejected two girls' invitations to dance, and finally saw Miki Kujo in the corner.
I didn't expect that Kiyono Rin would also come and stand with Kujo Miki.
"How powerful is this guy?"
They were wearing the same winter school uniforms as the other girls around them, but they looked different. They had slender figures and were so beautiful that they looked like goddesses attracted by the world of mortals.
"You are here." He stepped forward.
Kujo Miki gave him a cold look.
"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru asked in confusion.
"You know it well enough."
“…”
Clear what?
never mind.
Watanabe Toru held out his hand: "Meiji, my beautiful princess, will you dance with me?"
Contrary to Watanabe Toru's expectations, although Kujo Miki gave him her hand, there was no sign of happiness on her face about winning over Kiyono Rin.
Toru Watanabe really wanted to ask Kiyono Rin what kind of methods were used to "attack" Kujo Miki like this.
But that didn't matter. What he should do now was to concentrate on dancing with his beautiful girl.
The two of them walked towards the campfire hand in hand. One was handsome, the other beautiful, with tall figures, like a real prince and princess.
There were low murmurs of exclamation from the girls watching.
Watanabe Toru hugged the slender waist of Kujo Miki, whom he had hugged who knows how many times, and held her straight and slender fingers, which he had held who knows how many times.
They danced gracefully by the bonfire.
Miki Kujo looked at Toru Watanabe in front of her, opened her lips to say something, but in the end said nothing.
After dancing for several times, her cold face was gradually melted by the campfire.
She opened her lips again, and this time, a sound came out.
"Watanabe."
"Um?"
"I like you."
The profile of Miki Kujo's face was illuminated by the bonfire, bright red, even a little hot.
Watanabe Toru was stunned for a moment and said:
"Could this be Miss Kujo's conspiracy? To make me fall in love with you forever?"
Kujo Miki stepped on him hard.
“Ah, that hurts!”
Kujo Miki sneered, her expression full of murderous intent: "You actually saw through it. That's right, this is how I enslave you."
Then, she put her arms around Watanabe Toru's body, snuggled up to him gently, and rested her head on his shoulder.
"I order you to take what I just said seriously. Do you hear me?" There was a hint of shyness in the command.
Toru Watanabe stroked her long hair and felt her soft body.
"No need for orders." He whispered softly in her ear, "At this point, do you think I will let you go? Not even the Kujo family."
"You are so brave that you dare to look down on the Kujo family. However... since you are going to be my husband, I allow you to have such courage."
"When are we getting married?"
"Eighteen."
"Ah, there are still two years left. Can you think of a way to ask the parliament to change it to sixteen?"
"If I had that power, the first law I'd pass would be to forbid any woman from speaking to you."
"At least let my mom go, and your mom too. Oh, Qingye..."
"Wait, don't step on it! I was wrong, really wrong! I won't say that again!"
In the campfire, the shadows of the two people overlapped.
