Chapter 252 The Day of Finale
After listening to the story of the day, "Koizumi Aona" took the train back to the apartment.
Crowded crowds, trendy advertisements everywhere, and the air always feels filthy with industrial waste gas.
Here, it's completely different from the countryside.
"Next stop, Shinano-cho, Shinano-cho."
"Koizumi Aona" jumped off the train, moved her backpack vertically behind her, and put the strap across her right shoulder.
She put her hands in her trouser pockets and walked towards the ticket gate as if she was walking on springs.
She is in a particularly good mood.
As good as railroad tracks that could stretch across the country.
You can go wherever you want.
"Hmmmm, hmmmm--hmm."
Humming the nice tune she wrote and directed herself, she twisted her body lightly as if dancing, avoiding the high school girl who almost slipped while playing around.
After dodging , she still put her hands in her pockets, raised her knees high, and gently used her knees to press against the back of the female high school student who was about to fall.
"Be careful~" She blinked her right eye.
Under the obsessed eyes of the high school girls, "Koizumi Aona" did not stop at all, humming a song, and wandered towards the ticket gate like a string of notes.
"So handsome——" An excited yet suppressed scream came from behind.
After exiting the station, I bought fresh baguettes and beautiful cakes at the bakery. The baguettes were wrapped in equally beautiful newspapers, and the cakes were in exquisite packaging boxes.
On the way to the traffic light, I used the rearview mirror of a motorcycle to fix my hair and felt very handsome;
When crossing the zebra crossing, he helped a young mother with her child carry her shopping bags, and before we parted, he poked the baby's walnut-sized fist.
It’s an ordinary scenery, a road I’ve walked home many times, but everything seems so vivid, as if the saturation of the photo was just right.
Passing by 501, she knocked on the door, and regardless of whether there was a response or not, she slipped back to 502 with a sly smile.
"I'm back." You have to shout even if there is no one around.
Putting the bread on the table, she went back to the bedroom and rolled around on the super big, super soft bed.
Finally, satisfied, I lay on my back.
She stretched her right hand toward the ceiling with her five fingers spread out, seemingly trying to grab something, but in fact she was just admiring her own long, white, big hand with distinct finger bones.
"Are you in a good mood today?" Cat Watanabe squatted at the bay window of the bedroom without anyone noticing.
I'm not scared anymore, I'm ready for being together.
"I won't tell you." The lovely sixteen-year-old teacher Koizumi turned over, lay on the bed, and took out her cell phone.
Playing with her phone, she said, "Watanabe, let me ask you a question. Among the three of Kiyono, Kujo, and Asuka, who do you like the most?"
"Hmm——" Watanabe Cat made a hesitant sound.
"Kiyono?" "Koizumi Aono" turned her head.
"No matter how long I look at them, I always miss their legs when I look away. They are really nice, but, well——"
"Nine?"
"Ah, a superior woman! A bright and affectionate little mouth!" Watanabe Cat exclaimed, then hesitated and said: "But——"
"That's Asuka Mai?"
"Senior, all my joys and sorrows are because of Watanabe Toru. The whole world only loves Watanabe Toru. How can I put it——"
"It's so annoying. Who do you like the most?" "Koizumi Aona" sat up straight with dissatisfaction.
"What do you think, Mr. Koizumi? Also, could you please not sit on my body like a duck?" said Watanabe Cat.
"I want it. I insist on having it!" Koizumi Aona supported herself on the bed with both hands, sitting in a standard duck position.
Looking at the proud girl in front of him, Watanabe Cat thought that for the current teacher Koizumi, the sixteen-year-old "Koizumi Aona" might be the most troublesome student.
However, no matter how troublesome the students are, Koizumi Aona will still guide them patiently and will never give up. That's just the kind of person she is.
The sixteen-year-old girl in front of me has the same kindness and gentleness in her heart.
"Are you scared? If you are, just tell me!" The girl said this while unconsciously playing with Watanabe Toru's feet.
People who sit like ducks seem to have this habit?
Watanabe Cat decided it was better not to make it clear.
Killing cats is something that must be criticized, but it is not illegal after all.
"My favorite person is Mr. Koizumi." said the cat.
"Huh?" The girl was so surprised that she even stopped playing with her socks.
"It's not you, it's the current Mr. Koizumi."
"Of course I know!" Koizumi Aona blushed and rubbed her toes even harder with her hands.
After the cherry blossoms had fallen fifteen centimeters, she asked again, "Then why do you like her?"
"Because I don't want to answer your last question."
Really no heart!
"Koizumi Aona" picked up the pillow and threw it at the cat on the bay window.
The pillow was still in the air, and the Watanabe cats scattered and turned into countless fireflies, flying towards "Koizumi Aona".
"Ah——" 'Koizumi Aonai' lifted the quilt and wrapped herself up from head to toe, "Go away, don't come over here, go away!"
The girl's emotions are really rich and there are a lot of dramas.
The next day, Friday, was the last day of the first week of school.
Watanabe Toru walked into the classroom with fallen rose petals in his hand, and Kunii Osamu came up to him.
"Watanabe, I need help from you!"
"No games tonight."
"That's not it. The coach asked me to ask if you plan to play baseball."
"What's the benefit?" Watanabe Toru walked back to his seat.
When he passed by Qing Ye Lin, he placed rose petals on her table: "Your own garbage, you deal with it yourself."
Kunii Osamu's attention was briefly drawn to the rose petals that shouldn't have appeared in the classroom, but he immediately looked at Ikki Aoi in front of the rose.
"Good morning, Kunii-san." A cheerful greeting came from Ikki Aoi.
This is a greeting between pure friends.
"Good morning, Ikki-san." Kunii Osamu touched his crew cut and turned his gaze to Watanabe Toru who was taking out textbooks and stationery from his schoolbag.
"Are you going? Let's make it to the Koshien finals together!" He waved his hand as if introducing his empire.
"Didn't I ask you? What's the benefit of going?" Watanabe Toru took out a textbook without a book cover.
Because of the "Koizumi Aona" incident, he didn't have time to buy a new book cover, and Kujo Miki probably wouldn't allow him to use a female anime character as a book cover.
"Goodbye, Eriri. I'm sorry to have made you a loser again. I will always love you in my heart."
"Are you listening to me? Train with me under the scorching sun, throw hundreds of balls every day, and then make a splash at Koshien!"
Watanabe Toru said "ah" without any interest.
By the way, can Eriri's twin tails hit a baseball?
"Maybe this year we'll invite a popular female voice actor to kick off the game! Then we can get up close and personal with her!"
Watanabe Toru said "hmm" without much interest.
"Just by reaching the regional finals, you can become popular. Koshien is even more exciting than the regional finals. Have you ever thought that it would be that grand?"
Watanabe Toru stared at the classroom ceiling for a few seconds, then asked Kunii Osamu:
"Can I be more popular?"
"...Why don't you understand? The key is not popularity, but youth! Passion! Dreams!"
"You just want to find someone to practice with you, right?" Toru Watanabe exposed the lies of youthful and passionate dreams.
Kunii Osamu pretended to be angry:
"Watanabe, you're already number one in the country in terms of grades! You also won the gold medal in the national wind instrument competition in the cultural event! Don't you want to find something to do? Wake up and don't waste your time. You only get this chance in your second year of high school!"
Ikki Aoi, who was listening in, burst out laughing.
Behind her, Qingye Rin was still concentrating on reading even though it was noisy here.
She likes quietness, but she won't blame those who make noise for no reason - this is a public space classroom, and her human observation department is a different matter.
There is another situation, that is, if the person who just quarreled is Watanabe Toru, she will definitely use her most crisp and sweet voice and the most harsh tone to say: "Don't say stupid things so loudly, do you have poor hearing or something wrong with your brain, thinking that everyone has poor hearing like you."
Let’s not talk about her for now, there’s too much to mention.
Watanabe Toru withdrew his gaze from Kiyono Rin.
"I remember," he pointed his right index finger at his temple, "your baseball club swore - if we don't make it to the Koshien finals in August, we will throw down our seats at the school gate in front of all the teachers and students at the start of the semester?"
"That's right! Burn your boats! Does your blood boil?"
"Let's stop here," said Toru Watanabe.
"Agreed?"
"No matter how you think about it, it doesn't mean you agree." Ikki Aoi answered for Watanabe Toru.
Then she said to Watanabe Toru:
"But I really want to watch Watanabe-kun play baseball. Then our brass band can go to the scene to cheer him on, right, Kiyono-san?"
"The prerequisite is that you can hold on until the end of the National Wind Music Competition." Qingye Rin tucked the rose petals in the book.
Class is about to start.
Understanding her signal, Toru Watanabe stopped chatting and clearly refused.
Kunii Osamu, who simply wanted to get someone to train together, had to return empty-handed.
I thought it was an ordinary Friday morning, with everyone passing the time chatting about meaningless topics, but the moment Koizumi Aona walked into the classroom, it became extraordinary.
It has nothing to do with Koizumi Aona...it doesn't seem right either.
Anyway, Kujo Miki came back and walked into the classroom with Koizumi Aona.
She wore the same Western-style school uniform and the same pleated skirt. Except for the particularly high-end black tights and the ring she wore, she was no different from an ordinary female high school student.
But it just looks different.
With her queen-like temperament, disdainful smile, and overwhelming presence, everyone in the classroom looked at her as if they were being given an order.
"Teacher Koizumi, it looks like I failed." Watanabe Toru said with regret in his heart.
"From today on, Kujo Miki will officially attend classes with everyone, so please get along well with each other." Koizumi Aona said, clasping her hands.
"At the age of sixteen, it seems I have failed," she said with regret.
Miki Kujo walked lightly towards the corner surrounded by Toru Watanabe and Rin Kiyono.
When she got in front of Toru Watanabe, she pulled his tie and said, almost nose to nose, "Did you miss me?"
Her voice was so beautiful that even after she finished speaking, it still lingered in everyone's heart.
"Yes," Toru Watanabe replied.
"How much do you want it?"
"I'm going crazy. My endless cries can be heard in the outer gardens of the Jingu Shrine. My cries for my love echo in the moat of the Imperial Palace all night long."
"That's it?" Miki Kujo was still not satisfied.
"I'm in class." Watanabe Toru said in a low voice.
Everyone looked at the two of them.
Kujo Miki fixed Watanabe Toru's tie, and before returning to her seat, she smiled and greeted Kiyono Rin:
"Let's get along well from now on, Kiyono-san."
"No need, I have no intention of getting along with you."
Kujo Miki smiled nonchalantly and sat back in her seat.
The eyes of most people in the classroom, like Ikki Aoi with her ears perked up, were all looking forward to some kind of excitement.
Toru Watanabe didn't hate this situation.
Although it was painful, being able to be with Kujo Miki and Kiyono Rin, and being able to find a chance for the two to reconcile, the benefits far outweighed the disadvantages.
All of the above has a premise: the person sitting here is himself.
It's troublesome.
However, no matter how troublesome it is, Watanabe Toru will solve it. He has already made up his mind.
"Today is the last day. Students who haven't submitted their career path surveys to me yet, please hurry up."
There was nothing important, and the morning class ended with Koizumi Aona repeatedly emphasizing that we should not slack off in our studies.
Toru Watanabe, Rin Kiyono, and Miki Kujo are having their first break since they were in the same class.
Under the vague gaze of others in the classroom, Toru Watanabe turned around.
Miki Kujo was leaning her elbows on the table, her face supported by her hands, looking out the window at the Shinjuku area with boredom.
Qingye Rin took out the book, turned to the page marked with rose petals, and read it as usual.
"Why are you back today?" Toru Watanabe asked curiously.
"Report to me, what have you done during this period?" Miki Kujo was still looking out the window.
Watanabe Toru reached out and held the hand that supported her head: "I just have something to tell you."
"You really did something to let me down." Miki Kujo looked at him motionlessly, with a sadistic smile on her lips.
Toru Watanabe turned his back to everyone in the classroom and smiled at an angle that only Miki Kujo and Rin Kiyono could see.
He squeezed the soft and delicate hands of Kujo Miki and said:
"No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."
"Who knows?" Kujo Miki said with a disdainful tone.
Watanabe Toru smiled even more happily, rubbed her little hand again, turned around, took out a notebook he wrote last night from the drawer, and handed it to Kujo Miki.
"What is that?" Kujo Miki glanced at the notebook with her charming and imposing eyes.
"Take a look." Watanabe Toru didn't explain.
Miki Kujo held the notebook in both hands and flipped through it casually.
About ten seconds later, she looked up at Watanabe Toru: "The novel you wrote?"
Qingye Rin laughed softly.
Kujo Miki didn't move, she just glanced at her.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have been frightened by this sight, but Qingye Rin continued to read leisurely.
"...I didn't know there was such an understanding." Watanabe Toru muttered to himself and explained, "These are all facts, what happened this week."
"Fact?" Kujo Miki repeated the word.
"You finish reading it first." Watanabe Toru pointed to his notes.
Miki Kujo looked at him deeply and continued looking.
In it, Watanabe Toru wrote a lot of information, about Koizumi Aona himself having forgotten these memories and so on. In short, he used the literary expression of "repeated defeats as repeated battles" to the extreme.
Of course, these things couldn't fool Miki Kujo.
Although she was unable to see through the lie, she had already developed the ability to grasp the key to the problem.
She finished reading it two minutes before class started.
"Wait until she comes, then come to my place." Aoi Ikki, who was eavesdropping, had no idea what Kujo Miki meant by these words.
The first period on Friday was Aina Koizumi's English class, and everyone was there.
At about the same time, the sixteen-year-old "Koizumi Aona" appeared.
She was not in a hurry today because she had already told her future self yesterday at noon not to take the test in class!
But her sitting posture, the way she looked at people, and her concentration in class were completely different from just now.
Miki Kujo's expression became increasingly cold.
If she had not read the notes given by Toru Watanabe in advance and had not been mentally prepared, she would definitely have immediately asked someone to get rid of Koizumi Aona.
A woman enters her man's body.
Breathe with his body, talk with his body, feel the taste of food with his tongue, go to the toilet with his body... Have you touched all over his body?
『Koizumi Aona』 knew nothing and was half-attending the class, testing her future self's teaching ability.
Miki Kujo took a deep breath as she sniffed Toru Watanabe's arm to confirm whether the body had taken a shower last night.
She was beyond endurance and could not think of anything.
Just then, there was suddenly a heavy object on my knee.
Miki Kujo lowered her head and saw a beautiful cat crawling from the belly of her desk onto her pleated skirt.
Anyone who likes cats or has a little love for others cannot resist the charm of this cat.
Kujo Miki came to the cat's aid.
He grabbed the cat's neck and pulled it out from the desk.
Watanabe the cat raised his hands, meaning: I surrender, we can talk it over.
