Toru Watanabe walked into Class 4, Grade 1, hung his schoolbag next to the table, and sat down in his seat.
The classroom was a little noisier than usual.
"Good morning, Watanabe-kun~" the girl came over to greet him.
"Good morning."
"Hey, Watanabe-kun, are you having a happy New Year?" another girl asked.
“I had a great meal at my hometown.”
The girls laughed, some giggled, some laughed, and some laughed, making the classroom more lively.
When Keisuke Saito and Osamu Kunii arrived, the girls reluctantly dispersed.
"What's going on between you two?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"What's going on?" Saito Keisuke took out his winter vacation homework from his schoolbag and asked in confusion.
Watanabe Toru pointed to his eye sockets.
Kunijima Osamu took out a small mirror from his schoolbag, first smoothed his short hair back narcissistically, and then checked his eye sockets.
"It's just dark circles. It doesn't affect Mr. Guojing's handsomeness at all." He stroked his hair back again.
"That's enough, you bastard!" Saito Keisuke snatched the small mirror, "Neither Watanabe nor I said we were handsome."
He fixed his hair in front of the mirror.
Kunii Osamu took out his winter vacation homework and said to Watanabe Toru, "Watanabe, give me your homework, quickly!"
Watanabe Toru bent down and took out his homework from his schoolbag: "Drinks for lunch."
"Are you looking down on Mr. Guojing's New Year's money?!"
Kunii Osamu turned to a specific page of Watanabe Toru's homework, wrote a few numbers on his own homework, and quickly turned to the next page.
It seems like there are some math problems that I can’t do, or I can do them but am too lazy to calculate.
"We all played games together all night, why is it that you, Watanabe, are the only one who doesn't have dark circles under your eyes?" Saito Keisuke closed the mirror and asked curiously.
"Do you know how many meters are around the outer gardens of Meiji Jingu?" Watanabe Toru said lightly.
"Jingu Gaien? Is there this math problem?" Saito Keisuke opened the mirror again and looked at himself in the mirror reluctantly.
"Let me ask you another question. Have you ever seen Kaneno Miho at five in the morning?"
"Kanno Miho?" Kunii Osamu looked up. He was not looking at his homework but was still writing. "Sports'Anihara Yui'? A pole vault athlete? You slept with her?!"
"...Can you please not simply define the relationship between a man and a woman as 'sleep or not sleep'? There are many kinds of interpersonal relationships..."
"I'm done!" Kunihisa glanced at the front door, "I haven't finished writing yet!"
"Everyone, sit back in your seats." Koizumi Aona walked in with a lesson plan.
"The third semester is very short, very short, only two months long, but there are a lot of exams. I will have a test tomorrow, a monthly exam at the end of the month, and the final exam on the 19th of next month..."
Koizumi Aona, with a stern tone and a pretty oval face, admonished all the members of Class 4 to help them get out of the New Year holiday.
Kunijii Osamu glanced at the podium for one second, lowered his head and copied the homework for three seconds, then glanced at the podium again;
Saito Keisuke put the mirror in his hand, seemingly staring at the podium, but in fact he was looking at himself in the mirror;
Toru Watanabe supported his face with his right hand and looked out the window.
A clear winter sky, tall buildings in Shinjuku, trains at Yotsuya Station, and oak trees sprouting winter buds.
The crows flew by and landed on the iron netting of Shenchuan playground, but their rough and hoarse cries could not be heard here.
The day's classes passed quickly.
After finishing the seventh geography class, Toru Watanabe took his schoolbag off the hook next to his desk and prepared to go to the activity room.
Class three had just finished, and the blackboard eraser couple hadn’t started yet;
Class 2, where Kujo Miki is not, has not yet ended.
English teacher Akiko crossed her arms and looked coldly at all the students in Class 2.
Only occasionally, she would flip the test paper on the desk and say:
"In the vocabulary test, seven people got two wrong, five got three wrong, and three got four wrong."
After saying that, he would sneer.
So scary.
Watanabe Toru's gaze looking inside the door attracted her attention.
Akiko wanted to see which student was so bold, and glared at him with a sharp look.
Toru Watanabe made a cute scissors hand gesture with his cheek.
"Pfft... cough cough cough." Akiko, who was trying to hold back his laughter, started coughing.
The girls in Class 2 covered their mouths and laughed secretly when they saw Watanabe Toru's expressionless antics.
"Laugh! You can still laugh!" Akiko picked up the test paper and took a picture of it.
The podium was covered in chalk dust.
Class 2 returned to silence.
Akiko calmed herself down, turned around and prepared to call Watanabe Toru in to scold him, but the boy was no longer at the classroom door.
The class was over, and there was no sign of God.
Going up to the fifth floor, passing through the elevated corridor between the teaching building and the club building, opening the door of the activity classroom, Toru Watanabe walked into the Human Observation Department after being away for 15 days.
With her long black hair draped over her shoulders, Kiyono Rin sat by the window reading a book; white mist was lingering and a kettle was boiling water.
Toru Watanabe still remembers that scene. Her pale cherry lips, white neck, and legs wrapped in stockings under the table were so dazzling.
A perfect beautiful girl.
"Good afternoon, Kiyono-san." After saying hello, Toru Watanabe sat down in his seat.
"Good afternoon, Watanabe-san." The beautiful girl nodded slightly, her eyes never leaving the hardcover book in her hand.
"Not at all. You didn't even want to look at me."
"If you don't look at me from top to bottom with a disgusting gaze as soon as you enter the door next time, I will forgive your mistake in my heart and look at you again later."
"Then there's no hope for my whole life." Watanabe Toru took out a book he had only read the beginning of, "Because you're so cute, I can't help but look at you."
"A very rigorous conclusion." Qingye Rin's fair and slender fingers turned the pages of the book.
"By the way, regarding the Qingye Cult, I recently thought of a prayer. Can you take a look at it?"
Watanabe Toru opened the first page of the book in his hand and recited:
""She is the most special one, above all else, my god, Kiyono Rin.", how about that? I thought of this while eating."
Qingye Rin didn't say anything.
She seemed to judge that continuing to talk with Watanabe Toru was a waste of time.
Toru Watanabe didn't care. As the kettle was about to boil, he started reading Céline's "Long Day's Journey into Night".
After the water boiled, Qingye Rin made black tea.
As Watanabe Toru was thanking them, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in." Qingye Rin sat back in her original seat.
"Excuse me." The voice of the person who came was extremely transparent.
According to Toru Watanabe's discerning aesthetics, the voices that can be considered good include his god, his girlfriend, his lover, and his teacher Koizumi. Apart from them, the only other voice is that of senior sister Kaoru Hayami.
However, if you ask who has the best voice, it is of course his own.
"Good afternoon, Kiyono-san, Watanabe-kun."
"Good afternoon, morning, senior." The two greeted in unison.
"The relationship between the two is still so good." Hayami Kaoru said with a gentle smile.
"No, I just got rejected. I have to be forgiven three thousand times before Seino-san will even look at me." Toru Watanabe took a chair.
Kiyono Rin glared at Watanabe Toru, then said to Hayami Kaoru, "What's the matter, Hayami-senpai?"
Hayami Kaoru first thanked Watanabe Toru quietly, then sat down and answered Kiyono Rin's question:
"Kiyono-san, I'm here to ask about the wind band."
Kiyono Rin looked at Watanabe Toru: "Watanabe-san."
"Why do you want me to pour the tea?" protested Toru Watanabe.
"No, thank you very much, I'm not thirsty." Hayami Xun said quickly.
Kiyono Rin ignored her and asked Watanabe Toru in a matter-of-fact tone:
"Am I not your God?"
“…”
Hey, hey, I'm just talking. You don't really think you're a god, do you?
As we all know, there is only one God in this world, and that is...
"What are you still standing there for? You can't even understand simple instructions. Do you want me to teach you step by step?"
"Yes, yes. As you wish."
Well, that's Kiyonomi.
Toru Watanabe poured black tea for Hayami Fumio in a disposable paper cup.
"Thank you!" Hayami Xun was a little flattered by the arrival of Hongcha in the argument.
"This is freshly boiled water, be careful with the burns," Toru Watanabe warned.
Hayami Kaoru showed an even gentler smile and was about to say something to Watanabe Toru when Kiyono Rin's cold voice interrupted her.
"Hayami-senpai, don't you have something to do in the Human Observation Department?"
"Oh, right, well, it's like this," Hayami Kaoru paused to organize his thoughts, "Kiyono-san, you should know that I am now the leader of the wind band."
"Know."
"I was also the leader of the wind band in junior high school, but at that time, everyone participated in club activities with the mentality of 'as long as they have fun', so I didn't feel any pressure."
"Are you feeling pressured now?" Watanabe Toru took a sip of black tea.
"Yeah." The heater was on in the room, and Hayami Xun still held the cup with both hands. "Everyone is aiming for the national gold. I don't know if I can do it well."
"So you want us to instill confidence in you? To be your cheerleader? To tell you 'You can do it' and 'You're awesome' every day?" said Toru Watanabe.
"No." Hayami Xun smiled and shook his head.
She looked at Qingye Rin: "Qingye, can you go back to the wind band? I can make the headmaster..."
"Sorry." Qingye Rin gave a direct answer.
"I'm sorry for coming to you without your permission." Hayami Xun said quickly, "Well... sorry for disturbing you, I'll take my leave now."
"Hello." Qingye Rin nodded.
Watching Hayami Kaoru leave in disappointment, Watanabe Toru said enviously, "That's great. I also want someone to invite me to be the department manager."
"Can't the deputy minister satisfy you?"
"The only member under his command is Kujo Miki. What's the use of having such a deputy minister?"
His tone was exaggerated and his expression was miserable. Qing Ye Lin smiled and said, "That's because you are not strong enough."
"You can't order her around, can you? How dare you laugh at me?"
"Watanabe Toru-san..."
"I was wrong."
Qingye Rin was slightly stunned, and asked in amazement: "You apologized so quickly."
"You've called me by my full name, how can I not be quick?"
Qing Ye Lin felt like Watanabe Toru saw through her, which made her slightly annoyed, and a little bit...
She brushed her long hair off her shoulders and said coldly:
"Don't be so self-righteous. Do you think you know me well enough?"
"No." Toru Watanabe pretended not to notice her shyness.
After school, Toru Watanabe returned to the Shinano-machi apartment.
As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Akiko standing in the corridor waiting for him.
"Watanabe, you're back." She said gently.
"Teacher Akiko? What's going on?"
Watanabe Toru walked over, and when he was almost there, he turned around and just avoided Akiko's grabbing hand.
"Stop, don't run!"
"If you don't chase me, I won't run away!"
"Okay, I won't chase you." Akiko stopped.
Toru Watanabe took the opportunity to open the door and hid in Room 502.
"Watanabe Toru! How dare you lie to me! If you have the guts, don't come to dinner!"
During dinner, Toru Watanabe hid behind Aona Koizumi and used his "Master-level Free Fighting" and "Elite-level Dodge" to make Akiko breathless.
The next day, academic ability test.
On the third day, Hayami Kaoru came again.
"If you still want me to be the club manager, please go back, Senior Hayami."
"No, no, this time I hope you can come to the wind band as an advisor and conductor like last time."
"I have already completed the project of 'leading a useless club to win the highest professional award' and I will not do it again."
"Be careful with your words, Miss Kiyono." Toru Watanabe reminded.
Of course, this doesn't mean that Qingye Rin shouldn't tell the truth or just say polite words - he won't do such a thing.
" It's you who should be careful with your words, Watanabe-san." Kiyono Rin glared at him in dissatisfaction.
“The wind orchestra is not completely useless, right? There are also hard-working members and members with good abilities,” said Toru Watanabe.
"Oh?" Qing Ye Lin brushed away her long hair, and the desire to win came. "Then I would like to ask Watanabe-san, can we enter the national competition, no, can we enter the Kanto competition just by relying on the hard-working members and the few members with good strength?"
"If it were me, and I paired it with a great oboe solo..."
"You're going to the wind orchestra?" Kiyono Rin gave her signature gentle smile.
"No, no." Watanabe Toru felt a chill on his back.
Kiyono Rin's gentle smile turned into a winner's smile:
"The wind instrument competition is a team competition, so it must be evaluated as a whole. I say it is useless. Do you have any other opinions, Watanabe-san?"
"That's what you say."
After listening to the two's daily quarrels, Hayami Kaoru left the Human Observation Department.
On the fourth day, she came again;
The fifth day, the sixth day...until the end of the January monthly exam, Hayami Xun came almost every day.
February 1st, Human Observation Club after school "Then I'll take my leave." Hayami Kaoru stood up.
"Wait." Watanabe Toru shouted.
Hayami Kaoru looked over in confusion.
"Kiyono-san," Toru Watanabe put down his teacup, "The Wind Orchestra is our subordinate department after all. If we don't help them when they are in trouble, it will undermine the dignity of our Human Observation Department."
"Subordinate department?" The head of the wind band, Hayami Xun, looked puzzled.
Kiyono Rin was used to Watanabe Toru's nonsense and her expression did not change at all.
"What do you want to say?" she asked.
"Senior Hayami has come here so many times, there must be a reason why she has to do this. Even if you don't go, you can always give some suggestions, right?" Watanabe Toru persuaded.
Qing Ye Lin sighed, closed the hardcover book, and said to Hayami Kaoru:
"If you just want to give me some advice, I can help you find a solution."
"That's enough, I'm already very satisfied! Thank you so much, Kiyono-san!" Hayami Kaoru's tone was so excited that tears were almost coming out.
"I should be the one to thank, right?" Watanabe Toru pointed at himself, "It was me who made the unkind Kiyono-san change his mind."
"Yes!" Hayami Kaoru nodded vigorously, "If I had known, I would have asked Watanabe-kun for help from the beginning!"
"Hayami-senpai, do you think I would agree if Watanabe-san persuaded me without your insistence on coming to the Human Observation Department every day?"
"No?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"..." Qingye Rin opened her mouth, but her beautiful and melodious voice did not come out.
The Human Observation Department fell into a restless silence.
The two men stared at her.
"Hmm." Qingye Rin clenched her fist, placed it on her lower lip, and cleared her throat.
After doing all this, she avoided Watanabe Toru's gaze and turned to Hayami Kaoru and said:
"If you don't understand the situation, you can't make corresponding suggestions. Hayami-senpai, please tell me about your troubles."
"Ah, that's right." Hayami Kaoru was also touched by Kiyono Rin's cuteness, "I'm taking the exam recently..."
As Toru Watanabe listened to Hayami Kaoru's narration, he kept recalling the scene just now.
Never telling lies can also be a cute thing.
'Honest, Sago! ' He clenched his fist mentally.
By the way, let’s talk about the irrelevant problem of the wind orchestra——compared to the cuteness of Kiyono Rin.
Some second-year students often take leave to prepare for exams, which results in them being unable to play together. When they are able to play together, their level has dropped a lot.
This made the first-year students who trained hard every day very dissatisfied. After all, they had all set the goal of winning the national gold medal together.
The first-year students approached the club leader, Hayami Kaoru, hoping that she could talk to the second-year students.
The second graders also want to train well, but as they are about to enter the third grade, they cannot give up their studies.
They promised that they would attend training every day when the next semester .
Hayami Kaoru relayed this answer to the first years.
The first grade also said that last year, the third grade reviewed their lessons together after training, and the effect was very good. Since they can still train, why not continue?
Hayami Kaoru went to look for the second year students again.
The sophomore was vague at first, just saying that he would definitely attend training every day in his senior year.
Of course, this answer made the first-year students dissatisfied, so they asked Hayami Kaoru to ask again.
The second grade is not full, it's still early for the wind instrument competition, and the new first grade hasn't even arrived yet. Is it necessary to work so hard? Besides, it's not like they don't train.
The first-year students insisted on high-intensity training every day, believing that without the brilliant guidance of Kiyono Rin and the unrivaled solo of Watanabe Toru, the current strength of the wind orchestra would make it impossible to win the national gold medal.
Both sides have a point.
Hayami Kaoru really had no choice but to come to see Kiyono Rin every day.
At the same time, she also regarded the daily bickering between Kiyono Rin and Watanabe Toru as a way to relieve stress - she secretly said this to Watanabe Toru one day later.
"Do you have any solution?" Hayami Xun asked after introducing the situation.
"I'm curious about one thing." Qing Ye Lin stroked his chin with his hand, "Why are the second-year students unwilling to adopt the method of last year?"
Hayami Xun looked hesitant.
"Senior, this is a very crucial issue." Qingye Rin looked at her, feeling an inexplicable sense of pressure.
"Okay." Hayami Xun sighed and said with a wry smile, "The relationship between the second-year girls is not very good. If one of them reviews more, the other one will... In short, everyone is secretly reviewing desperately, trying to outshine the other."
"..." Qing Ye Lin was surprised, and then sighed, "It's so boring."
"There are indeed people who have this kind of thoughts." Watanabe Toru could understand it very well.
"Then..." Hayami Xun looked at the two of them with expectant eyes.
"Hello, senior." said Toru Watanabe.
"Yeah! I'm listening!"
"Retreat."
"...Huh?" Hayami Xun stood there in a daze.
Qingye Rin rolled her eyes at Watanabe Toru and said, "That's just the final solution."
"Solved? Wait a minute, I..." Hayami Xun reached out to the two of them.
"Hayami-senpai," Kiyono Rin looked over, "I suggest that the goal of the wind band be changed from winning the national gold medal to entering the national competition."
“…”
"I see." Watanabe Toru applauded, "This way we can achieve balance."
"No way!" Even though Hayami Xun had such a good temper, he was bullied by the two of them and lost his composure.