Chapter 213 New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Sister (10)
Without considering the complicated exams, learning to ride a motorcycle on a deserted road is much easier than riding a bicycle.
After getting the dried persimmons, on the way back, Kujo Miki increased her speed to the point where her hair was blown up.
This was an experience she had never had before.
At this moment, Toru Watanabe behind her suddenly reached out and covered her nose and mouth.
Miki Kujo felt confused and turned her head away, trying to shake off the hand that was in the way.
The next moment, Toru Watanabe buried his face in her back, probably at the position of her underwear buttons, and she suddenly understood why he did that .
The slight stinging chill at the tip of my nose slowly faded away after I covered it with my palm.
Under Toru Watanabe's palm, a smile appeared on Kujo Miki's lips.
Honda Syaoran was moving faster and Watanabe Toru was sticking closer to her.
After returning home, Toru Watanabe continued cleaning.
Miki Kujo sat in the kotatsu, drinking hot tea and eating frosted dried persimmons.
In the stove, the orange-yellow flames from the burning wood seemed to highlight her noble presence, lingering on her delicate and beautiful profile.
The Watanabe family was busy until noon and finally finished the spring cleaning.
The four of them sat around the kotatsu, drinking tea and watching TV.
"Xiao Che, don't you want to eat it?" Watanabe's mother asked, holding a piece of persimmon cake.
"When Uncle Honma gave it to me, I ate a piece. It was so sweet," said Toru Watanabe.
The main reason is that they are too sweet, and the secondary reason is that these persimmons have been drugged - the white frost is the best cover.
It doesn’t matter who eats more and who eats less. With Watanabe’s mother’s personality, she will not let food go to waste.
The sweetness of the persimmons seemed to be within the acceptable range for the three women.
They took a bite of persimmon cake, took a sip of tea, and seemed relaxed and comfortable as they listened to the sound of wood burning in the stove, enjoying the unique days of winter.
After resting for a while, Watanabe's mother started to prepare lunch, which was mainly winter vegetables, but also grilled fish and duck.
She finished her meal quickly and went out for something in the afternoon.
"Xiao Che, after dinner, put the dishes in the sink and I'll come back to wash them."
"good."
After watching his mother leave, Toru Watanabe proposed to the two young ladies:
"Would you like to go out for a walk this afternoon?"
"Let's go to the beach?" Qingye Rin held the drugged miso soup with white tofu on her chopsticks.
"No. Doesn't Xiaolian have a holiday activity to write about? When I sent her home yesterday, we agreed to go sketching together. If you want to go to the beach, go tomorrow."
"Want to hike?" Qingye Rin didn't look too interested.
"yes."
"I'm not going. I'm staying at home and reading."
Qingye Rin ate the white tofu, blew lightly at the hot miso soup, took a sip, and her beautiful face showed a satisfied expression.
Watanabe Toru asked Kujo Miki again: "Miki, are you going?"
"No."
"Why? Aren't you afraid of climbing mountains?"
"You ask her first. It makes me uncomfortable." Kujo Miki said lightly.
Watanabe Toru felt very wronged: "How could I ask her first? I asked both of you at the same time, and then Kiyono-san asked if we wanted to climb the mountain first."
"Why are you asking two people at the same time? Why not ask me first?"
"..." Toru Watanabe decided to avoid the topic.
It is meaningless to argue with a woman. You must touch her heart directly. That way, no matter what the argument is, the girl will not care.
He said:
"Standing on the high plains, you can see the terraced fields, buffaloes grazing, and the sound of the canal. When you are tired, lie down on the picnic blanket to rest; when you are thirsty, I will pick oranges and persimmons for you. Come on, okay?"
Kujo Miki glanced at him and said coldly, "All you know how to do is sweet talk all day long."
This is agreed.
"Take a nap first, and we'll go after you wake up," said Toru Watanabe.
Miki Kujo is eating duck meat.
Even though they were both ducks raised in the countryside, they didn't taste as good as the ones Watanabe Toru treated her to.
After dinner, the two young ladies went upstairs to sleep.
Watanabe Toru washed the dishes anyway and watched "Sunny Day Clogs" by the stove for half an hour.
Then he went upstairs and knocked on the door, waking up the two people.
No one answered the first knock, so I knocked a second time. When I knocked the third time, I heard Qingye Rin's voice from inside.
"Come in."
"Sleeping so soundly?" Watanabe Toru said as he opened the wooden door and went in.
Sitting on the floor with her lower body covered with a quilt, Kiyono Rin was stretching her waist. The curves from her hips to her waist and from her waist to her shoulders were so beautiful that they were beyond words.
Toru Watanabe couldn't help but look at it twice more before looking away.
Miki Kujo, who was sleeping inside, was also slowly getting up.
Her long black hair was loose, her seductive lips were slightly parted and she was yawning, and she looked like a Kashinsky butterfly flapping its wings, ready to suck dew.
"Did you sleep well?" Watanabe Toru asked again.
Kujo Miki nodded lazily.
Qing Ye Lin let out a refreshing groan and said to this side: "I want to go sketching too."
"Welcome, but why did you suddenly change your mind?" Toru Watanabe asked curiously.
"I don't know why. After taking a nap, my body suddenly felt like climbing a mountain was no big deal," explained Kiyono Rin.
It seems that the [Qi and Blood Medicine] is taking effect.
"It's good to walk and exercise. Maybe when you return to Tokyo, you won't be as afraid of the cold as before." From now on, Toru Watanabe guided her to think in this direction.
So, question time:
He is so handsome that no matter how hard he tries, others think it is due to his good looks. When he goes to the cafeteria to eat, the staff serving food can't help but take a few more glances. Who is this thoughtful and beautiful boy?
"Yes, it's me, Watanabe-kun."
Kiyono Rin nodded in approval and prepared to sit up, but halfway through, she suddenly seemed to remember something and looked up at Watanabe Toru.
"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru was shocked.
It's impossible that Qingye Rin can even tell something like [Qi and Blood Medicine] from his expression, right?
I really want to complain, there is no privacy at all.
"How long do you want to stay here pretending to be stupid?" Qingye Rin said coldly.
"...Huh?" Toru Watanabe was stunned for a moment. It was only when he saw Kujo Miki lazily changing her clothes that he reacted.
"Oh, sorry."
He hurried out of the bedroom.
It's too much to say that you are playing dumb.
He really put all his thoughts on the [Qi and Blood Medicine] and never thought of watching the beautiful girls change into their pajamas while they were still asleep!
Through the wooden sliding door, one could faintly hear the friction of fabric.
Ah, I really want to know what color underwear R-san K-san is wearing today.
Country students' sketching does not have any tools such as paints, easels, stools, frames, canvases, etc. If you tell others about it, you might be ridiculed: What kind of sketching is this?
They only had an ordinary pencil, an ordinary eraser, and a 16-page sketchbook.
The three of them reunited with Xiaolian.
In addition to the cloth handbag that held her pencils, erasers, and sketchbooks, Xiaolian also carried a water bottle that was almost half the size of her body.
"Say good morning to the sun~ Today is another ordinary day~Say good morning to the birds~ Today is another happy day~"
Xiaolian walked in front, singing a song, with the water bottle on her body swaying from side to side.
The four of them walked up the mountain along a small path in the field. On both sides were low slopes covered with weeds. Between the slopes were terraced fields.
Watanabe Toru broke off a piece of dogtail grass and waved it casually.
When Xiaolian turned around to confirm whether her "subordinates" had caught up, she saw him holding the grass, so she broke off a piece for herself, and then sang a song she had composed herself, "Dogtail Grass".
The sky was clear and the air was fresh. The soft sunlight sprinkled on the fields. Even the withered yellow rice straw roots were enjoying the winter sun.
Kiyono Rin was dressed in white, which made her shiny black hair look even darker.
Watanabe Toru dared to swear to Misawamura that all girls would be envious of this black hair, and all boys would want to bury their faces in it.
Qingye Rin covered her forehead with her hands and looked into the distance.
The vast blue sky, the sparse houses, the dense farmland, and the tram platform that looked like an isolated island - that's where they came from.
The sunlight filtered through the gaps between her slender fingers and kissed her fair and beautiful face.
She looked away from the distance.
Beside me, Toru Watanabe was still talking about how in late August, when the rice in the paddy fields grew taller and this place became a green grassland, he went down to the fields to catch snails and went down to the river to catch crabs;
Kujo Miki nodded from time to time to deal with the chattering Watanabe Toru;
The Watanabe sister who was walking in the front, the first-grade student named Xiaolian, was a little out of breath because she was singing while walking.
"We're here!" Xiaolian suddenly shouted.
"Here?" Qingye Rin looked around in confusion.
Behind was the road we came from, in front was a patch of tall weeds that had turned yellow and dry, and underfoot was a solid dirt road. It didn't look like a suitable place for sketching at all.
"Go through this grass!"
Before Qingye Rin could understand what he said, Xiaolian had already crawled into the weeds and disappeared from the sight of the three people.
"What's going on?" Miki Kujo asked Toru Watanabe.
"You'll find out after you follow."
"You guys, hurry up!" In the weeds, only Xiaolian's voice could be heard, but her small figure could not be seen.
Toru Watanabe took the lead and parted the grass for the two of them.
The two young ladies followed closely behind.
The wild grass rustled as they passed.
After walking a few steps inside and away from the mountain road, the field in the ravine somewhere on the island country just now seemed like a grassland in the dry grass season.
Xiaolian's voice could be heard from the front from time to time, like a child who couldn't wait to show off the secret base he had found.
As we walked, the front suddenly opened up and a field of wild grass was flattened to form a carpet.
Looking from a certain direction, you can see the entire village.
The windmills on the distant mountains also became a little bigger.
"It's right here." Xiaolian sat on the weeds obediently with her legs bent.
"You're amazing." Watanabe Toru touched Xiaolian's head, "You can actually find a place like this, you're simply the Columbus of Misawamura."
Xiaolian felt a little shyly satisfied after receiving the compliment.
She put the large kettle aside and took out a sketchbook and pencils from her bag.
Just as he was about to start drawing, he saw the three people still standing there, and immediately said with a stern face like a first-grade student:
"You guys, sit down quickly!"
"well."
Toru Watanabe took out a picnic blanket from his bag, spread it on the weeds, and asked the two young ladies to sit down.
He and Xiaolian sat directly on the weeds.
The tall weeds hid their traces.
On a windless day, the winter sun is warm and there is no better place than here and in this kind of weather to paint doing nothing.
No one can see them except the blue sky and white clouds.
The pencil struggled with the paper, making a rustling sound.
After a while, Xiaolian opened the kettle, poured hot water into the kettle lid, and drank it in small sips.
"Is the painting of Xiaolian finished?" asked Watanabe Toru.
"I have finished drawing one."
"Can you show it to me?"
"Yeah." Xiaolian nodded obediently.
Toru Watanabe took out her sketchbook, and the two young ladies sitting behind him also looked over.
The village, farmland, and houses are drawn in a childish style, but they look very similar.
"Oh, it's much better than the one drawn by Watanabe from Class 4." Kiyono Rin chuckled, covering her mouth with her hands.
"Mr. Kiyono from Class 1, can you let Mr. Watanabe from Class 4 see your painting?" Toru Watanabe said unhappily.
"Do you know what this is?"
"What's this?"
“This is self-humiliating.”
“…”
What you say is what it is.
Kiyono Rin gave him the sketchbook.
In the sketchbook, although it is not yet finished, the outline of Sawamura can be seen, and the style is realistic.
"Okay, I admit that you are the best here." Watanabe Toru returned the sketchbook to her.
"You are wrong. I am not the most powerful one here." Qingye Rin denied.
"Huh?" Watanabe Toru was stunned and looked at Kujo Miki.
Qing Ye Lin put her long hair behind her ears and said:
"Kujo is a genius at painting. When he was young, before he received instruction from a painter, he could easily depict the scenery in front of him as a photo. He could also analyze one scene into another and express it in different forms."
"Miji, you are so awesome?" Toru Watanabe asked in surprise.
"Shouldn't you be able to do this kind of thing when you reach a certain age?" said Kujo Miki with disdain.
Following textbook knowledge, talent for drawing is also within the scope of dragon clan’s memory inheritance?
Xiaolian crawled over on her knees and stuck her head out from Kujo Miki's arms.
"We want to see it too."
Kujo Miki was caught off guard and looked at the elementary school student with her beautiful eyes slightly widened.
Apart from Toru Watanabe, no more than four people had ever touched her sleeves, let alone gotten into her arms.
If it were any other first-grade girl, she wouldn't resort to violence, but she would definitely curse with a cold face.
But, this is Toru Watanabe's sister, that is her sister...
Xiaolian looked up and pulled at her clothes:
"Sister Meiji, we want to see your paintings."
Kujo Miki came back to her senses and said with a straight face, "Sit still and I'll show you."
Xiaolian made a sweet "hmm" sound with her nose and moved her butt.
"Let's sit down."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Toru Watanabe originally tried to hold back his laughter, but Kiyono Rin burst out laughing, causing him to laugh out loud as well.
When a first-grade child is told to sit still while in an adult's arms, her first reaction is naturally to sit between the adult's legs.
At this time, Xiaolian was sitting in Kujo Miki's arms.
Kujo Miki glared at the two of them with murderous eyes, and when she looked away, she looked helpless:
"Xiao Lian, right?"
"Um."
"When I say sit well, I mean sit well on the side for you, like this," Kujo Miki raised her eyes and aimed at Watanabe Toru who was still smiling, "Watanabe, you sit well for your sister to see."
“Does this need to be demonstrated?”
"Sit upright."
“…”
Watanabe Toru sat upright with his back straight, looking like an ancient island warrior attending a pre-war meeting.
"Xiao Lian, did you see that? This is how you sit properly. Hurry up and get up."
"...Great, great, it's great!" The little girl held her face with both hands, her eyes shining.
"Xiao Lian?" Kujo Miki called softly.
Xiaolian came back to her senses, pointed at Qingye Rin with her little hand, and said in the tone of Kujo Miki:
"Qingye, sit up straight."
“…”
In the distance, crows were calling, their rough and hoarse voices echoing far away in the lonely winter sky.
Kujo Miki laughed so happily that her voice drowned out the crows.
Watanabe Toru was simply full of admiration for this sister. She was the only God, and even he didn't dare to talk to her like that!
Qingye Rin pressed her aching temple.
"Why doesn't it work?" Xiao Lianyu asked curiously, with an innocent tone.
Kujo Miki was still laughing and didn't have the energy to answer her.
Qing Ye Lin imagined that she was a kindergarten teacher, smiled and answered patiently:
"Your brother is obedient because he is Kujo-san's boyfriend."
"Huh?!" Xiaolian's eyes widened, "So it's because of this?!"
"Well, that's why you can't let anyone sit upright, Xiaolian."
"Sister Lin, can't you let Archer sit upright?" Xiaolian asked.
"Well..." Qing Ye Lin looked at Watanabe Toru, "Watanabe-san, is this okay?"
"Of course not." Watanabe Toru said without thinking, "We are friends. How can I sit upright just because you ask me to?"
Qing Ye Lin looked at Kujo Miki and said with a smile: "Do you want me to tell you whether it is true or not?"
"Whether it's true or false, so what?" Kujo Miki acted as if she didn't care at all. "A person's mind cannot even be controlled by himself. I just need to see what he actually does."
"I admit that what you say makes sense." Qingye Rin nodded.
Before Kujo Miki could say something, Xiaolian pulled her clothes again.
"Sister Meiji, show me your painting."
Miki Kujo looked at her sister Watanabe in her arms and sighed.
"Leave immediately after reading this, got it?"
