Chapter 201 Christmas Towards the End of the Semester (10)
The Christmas party started just after dark and lasted until half past eight.
Watanabe Toru didn't know what the two ladies were going to do next, but the three young people were going to go see the light show.
The girl took off her Christmas clothes, and Toru Watanabe also changed out of his reindeer costume.
Out of the palace-style villa.
The moonlight was clear and bright, the surroundings were quiet and peaceful, and the hustle and bustle of Tokyo could not be heard here.
The car has stopped at the door.
"This is a rare opportunity, how about we walk to Tokyo Tower?" suggested Toru Watanabe.
"Walking?" Miki Kujo crossed her arms.
"Yes. I saw on the map that it only takes 30 minutes to walk from here to Tokyo Tower. On the way, we can go shopping and see the lights along the way."
"On Christmas Eve, driving may not be faster than walking." Qingno Rin nodded slightly.
"Let's go." Kujo Miki didn't care.
The temperature at night was much lower than during the day, and the breath of the three people turned into white smoke visible to the naked eye.
"You were in the kitchen for so long just now, what did they say to you?" asked Miki Kujo with her arms folded.
"Is the roast suckling pig better or the crab better?" Toru Watanabe replied.
Under Miki Kujo's red windbreaker with a hood, she is wearing a white shirt with beautiful pleats on the chest.
The lower body, the slender legs exposed from under the brown skirt, are wearing black tights.
Walking on the quiet streets on a winter night, like a moving red rose.
"Watanabe-san, which one do you think tastes better?" Kiyono Rin blew gently into her palm.
"Do you think I have the right to choose in front of them? I can eat whatever is available."
As the three walked out of Nagatacho, the street gradually became lively.
When you stand at a large intersection, you can see a Christmas atmosphere everywhere.
The streets were decorated with sparkling lights, and people were coming and going. Christmas songs filled my ears, and I didn't know which store they were coming from.
The temperature seems to have risen a lot.
While waiting for the traffic light, someone greeted them from behind.
"Kiyono-san, Watanabe-kun, Kujo-san!"
Watanabe Toru turned around and saw Ikki Aoi waving and walking towards him.
Following behind her were Asuka Mai, Hanada Asako, and Tamamo Yoshimi.
Miki Kujo looked at Toru Watanabe.
Watanabe Toru leaned over and whispered in her ear:
"This guy is a lesbian, you better be careful."
When he finished speaking, Ikki Aoi and the others just walked up to them.
"Good evening!"
"Good evening."
Everyone simply greeted each other.
"Kiyono-san, where are you going?" asked Tamamo Yoshimi, who had a circle of white fluff on the collar of her shirt.
"Tokyo Tower." Qingye Rin said coldly.
"Us too! Do you want to join us?"
"Yes, it's more lively when there are more people, and it's not easy to get lost!" Ikki Aoi echoed.
"It's fine." Miki Kujo said, crossing her arms.
Watanabe Toru was shocked. How could Kujo Miki say such a thing? What was she doing?
Before he could cast a questioning look, his arm was grabbed by Kujo Miki and dragged to the zebra crossing where the traffic light had just turned green.
"Seino-san, you can play with them. My Watanabe and I need some private space."
Watanabe Toru was dragged away and turned his head to look back.
The people standing there watched them go away.
Qingye Rin opened and closed her lips again without saying a word.
Aoi Ikki and Kasumi Tamamo seemed to be suggesting which restaurant to go to and what to eat, while Asako Hanada nodded on the side.
Asu Mai's clear eyes looked over here.
Watanabe Toru withdrew his gaze.
After crossing the zebra crossing, he pulled his sleeve out of Kujo Miki's hand.
"Do you want to go back?" asked Kujo Miki with a smile.
There was no warmth in her expression, it was even colder than this December night.
Watanabe Toru didn't answer, but just held her hand.
"I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere."
Miki Kujo's expression softened, her smile gradually became warmer, and her eyes became contemptuous.
The two held hands, like an ordinary couple, and followed the crowd towards the Tokyo Tower.
On the sidewalk, there was a street singer wearing a Santa hat singing. A lot of people gathered around and they listened for a while.
"Tokyo, a city I've been to countless times"
"The beautiful city you live in"
"Tokyo, a city I've been to countless times"
"The city of flowers where you bloom"
The singer didn't look at the audience, but gazed at the night sky with deep affection, and only occasionally strummed the guitar in his hand.
"It's a good song, but what does it have to do with Christmas?" Toru Watanabe asked, lowering his head.
"How should I know?" Kujo Miki leaned into his arms, "Maybe she came to the capital from another county to pursue her dreams, and she missed her family during the season of reunion."
"So, do I have to sing too? 'I've been there countless times... huh? Uh-huh!"
Miki Kujo covered Toru Watanabe's lips with her delicate and beautiful little hands.
After dropping a 100 yen coin into the instrument case, the two continued walking forward.
In front of them was a family of three.
Dad was wearing a suit, probably because he just got off work and didn’t change his clothes. Mom was wearing a long windbreaker.
Between the two of them, the child holding their hands would occasionally take a few steps.
"Mom, when is Santa Claus coming?"
"He will come tonight when you fall asleep."
"But we don't have a chimney."
"Santa Claus doesn't go down the chimney anymore." Dad lowered his head and said with a smile.
The child turned his head, looked up and asked, "Where is he going?"
"Where are we going? Dad wants to know, too. Do you want to guess, Xiaozhi?"
"Hmm..." The child looked up at the sky and thought, not looking at the road as he was led by his parents.
Before he could think of an answer, his attention was drawn to Santa Claus handing out balloons.
The ginkgo trees lining the streets are decorated with lights, making it look dreamy and like a fairy tale world.
When Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo passed by, Santa Claus also gave them a balloon.
Watanabe Toru took it in his hand.
"Meiji, at what age did you start not believing in Santa Claus?"
"Before school."
“I thought I didn’t believe it at first.”
"Even Kiyono Rin sucks on a pacifier sometimes."
"I understand the logic, but why use her as an example?"
"You can't bear to part with it?"
"Please tell me how old she was when she wet the bed."
Kujo Miki glared at him first, then changed her expression to one of disinterest: "You can ask her about this yourself. She won't lie anyway."
"Just because you don't lie doesn't mean you'll answer questions like this, right? Forget it, how do you know Santa Claus is fake?"
"I wished for a star, but it never came true. However, I did get several meteorites with pits."
"…Santa Claus is so pitiful."
Miki Kujo raised her elbow and gently nudged Toru Watanabe's chest: "Then when did you stop believing in Santa Claus?"
"I didn't believe that kind of thing from the beginning."
"I said I believe it, but you said you don't. Are you trying to appear mature?"
"I've never even wet the bed."
"You were lying to me, I knew you weren't telling the truth. When you confessed your love to me, you said 'I fell in love with me the moment we met', but that was also fake."
Miki Kujo left Toru Watanabe's arms and walked forward quickly.
"Wait, I'm telling the truth!" Toru Watanabe chased after him with a balloon in his hand.
"Meiji, Meiji, listen to me!"
“No.”
"I really didn't lie to you! How could I possibly lie to you!"
Miki Kujo, wearing a red windbreaker, hugged her elbows, took long steps, had a cold face, and continued walking without saying a word.
"Okay, okay, I wet the bed. I wet the bed."
Kujo Miki stopped and asked him coldly, "How old?"
"Half a year?"
Kujo Miki walked forward again.
"One year old, one year old!"
Kujo Miki was satisfied and leaned her slender body against Watanabe Toru's arms.
"It's really not easy to fall in love." Watanabe Toru said with a sigh.
"How dare you tell me that I've never wet the bed?" Kujo Miki poked his nose with her finger, "If you're going to lie, tell it like it is."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Yes? Are you really going to lie to me?"
"No!"
I thought it would take a long time to walk, but in the blink of an eye I saw the orange Tokyo Tower.
If you stand there and look down at Tokyo, which is now dotted with lights, you would probably see the Milky Way.
There are many people queuing up to climb the tower, but just watching from below is enough.
The colorful neon lights are ever-changing.
The twinkling lights fill the streets on winter nights, bringing light and warmth to people.
Looking at these, all the gloom this year will be relieved under the baptism of light, and we will look forward to next year.
Just as I was staring at it in fascination, a cold wind blew.
Watanabe Toru was fine, but Kujo Miki couldn't help but tremble.
Perhaps because her ears and cheeks were cold, she put on the hood of her coat.
Under the brim of the hat, the delicate and small face looks even more adorable.
That look made Watanabe Toru inadvertently fascinated.
Miki Kujo noticed the change in his eyes and a proud and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Toru Watanabe pulled her into his arms, cupped her cheeks under her hat, and brought his lips closer.
Looking at the face so close to her, Kujo Miki's fair face began to waver.
Under the Tokyo Tower, the light of the stars was reflected in her black eyes.
When Toru Watanabe heard the sound of her accelerated heartbeat, her long eyelashes trembled gently like butterfly wings and she closed her eyes obediently.
Their lips pressed together.
Watanabe Toru saw from the corner of his eye the bright lights, the interweaving crowds, the gorgeous Tokyo Tower, and the shy roses.
The world is full of colors, the scenery is beautiful, and everything is romantic and warm.
When the two separated, Toru Watanabe realized that the hand that was originally holding Kujo Miki had been hugged around her without him noticing.
Miki Kujo also hugged him, her rosy face resting in his arms.
Where the two of them are, there is warmth and romance.
Winter nights are no longer lonely, and the cold wind is no longer bleak.
"Watanabe."
Her voice rises and falls like the most beautiful melody in the world, and is as warm as the most powerful Gulf Stream in the world.
Toru Watanabe hugged her tightly and smelled the fragrance of her hair.
"I'm not going anywhere." He said affectionately.
He put the ring on Kujo Miki's finger with his own hands, and if she were here, he would stay here.
System tasks, high-quality New Year gift packages, and transcendental skills, Watanabe Toru is unwilling to be bound by these things.
The color of Tokyo Tower suddenly changed.
Miki Kujo pushed Toru Watanabe away.
"What's wrong?" he asked curiously.
"I'm going back." Miki Kujo tidied her hair at the temples.
"...Ah?" Watanabe Toru looked down at his watch. "It's only 9:10. I want to stay with you for a while longer. If you're afraid of the cold, let's find a restaurant."
"No."
"Then I'll go back with you."
"Stop." Kujo Miki pointed her finger at Watanabe Toru's forehead as he was about to hug her, "I have work to do today."
" Work?" Watanabe Toru was speechless. "Can't I take a day off on Christmas? I have to go back to my hometown tomorrow."
"It's Christmas, so we have to work hard."
"What do you mean?" Watanabe Toru asked puzzledly.
Kujo Miki crossed her arms and ordered, "You don't need to know the reason, just listen to me."
"……All right."
Toru Watanabe was completely confused and couldn't understand what the Queen was thinking.
Miki Kujo got into a luxury car that had been parked on the roadside at some point and merged into the crowded traffic.
Watanabe Toru, who stayed where he was, was blown by the cold wind and began to hesitate whether to continue the system task.
After thinking about it, he decided to take a taxi back.
I couldn't get a taxi for half a day, so I had to walk to Kamiyacho to take the train.
Walking on the street, passers-by looked at him with strange eyes.
Toru Watanabe looked at the balloon in his hand, wondering whether to give it to a passing child or tie it to a tree.
If you have a girlfriend with you, it is not strange to hold balloons, or even hold a handbag or wear high heels.
After walking for five minutes, Toru Watanabe, who was preparing to eat something, saw a familiar figure.
Rin Kiyono is wearing a white turtleneck sweater, a long cardigan on the outside, and a brown long skirt.
On the night street illuminated by lights, with her black hair swaying, she is particularly charming.
"Watanabe-kun, why are you alone here? Where is Kujo-san?" Ikki Aoi looked around.
"She suddenly said she had to work and went back." Watanabe Toru said with a headache.
"You have to work on Christmas? Kujo-san is really hard-working." Ikki Aoi nodded and said with a little sympathy, "Then what are you going to do about it, Watanabe-kun?"
"go home."
"Watanabe-kun, you live alone, right? It's okay for you to go back, so why not continue strolling with us?" Ikki Aoi suggested.
Watanabe Toru glanced at a few people.
Tamamo Yomi looked unhappy; Hanada Asako looked nervous; Asuka Mai, who had a slim figure and a small bag on her shoulder like an urban beauty, had a calm expression.
"Forget it." He shook his head.
"You're going back to Iwate Prefecture tomorrow, right? Just play a little longer today." Kiyono Rin's tone sounded more like an order than a negotiation.
"……All right."
Toru Watanabe followed them back.
While waiting at the intersection, Ikki Aoi suggested going to Tokyo Tower to eat ramen.
"Watanabe-san."
"Hmm?" Toru Watanabe, who was looking at the balloons to pass the time, retracted his gaze and looked at Kiyono Rin who was looking straight ahead.
"You said before that we don't have the right to choose, we just eat whatever is available."
"What? Oh, you mean the suckling pig and the crab?"
“I don’t consider it a disaster to have no choice, to be trapped in suffering, to be in a desperate situation.”
"What is that?"
“I think it’s a time for people to grow.”
"This answer fits your personality very well." Watanabe Toru nodded.
Qingye Rin suddenly turned her head and looked at him straight.
"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru felt uncomfortable being stared at by her.
"If you don't have the right to choose, you just go with the flow. Even if you look good on the outside, your heart is already rotten."
"I'm really sorry for being rotten inside."
Facing Watanabe Toru's joke to change the subject, Kiyono Rin laughed: "You told me that the time you miss most is the days when you worked part-time every day, right?"
There was a sudden cheer from the crowd.
It's snowing.
Amid the cheers of Aoi Ichiki, "It's a white Christmas!", Kiyono Rin tucked her long hair that was blown by the wind behind her ears, and said softly but firmly to Toru Watanabe:
"No matter what you choose, Watanabe, you have to be yourself."
The snow fell between the two of them.
After a moment of silence, Watanabe Toru sighed, took off his coat and put it on the shivering shoulders of Kiyono Rin.
"It doesn't matter if I'm myself or not, just don't catch a cold."
