Chapter 257: Daily Life That Has Changed or Not Changed
The rain has stopped.
If you prick up your ears and listen carefully, you can hear the sound of raindrops from the leaves falling to the ground. After a while, they will evaporate and rise.
Come from heaven and go back to heaven.
That's all.
But when all the futile pessimism is over and you think about it carefully, you will find that everything you have experienced is by no means meaningless.
It nourishes all things, regulates the climate, brings inspiration to poets, and wets someone's clothes.
Toru Watanabe was walking on the way to the wind band. Outside the window in the corridor, the sun formed beams of light over Shinjuku, as if someone was shining a flashlight down on him.
The water droplets on the azaleas, the puddles in the atrium, the swimming pool that is about to welcome summer, everything is sparkling.
He put away the letter and prepared to go to the music classroom to tell Horikita Mai when she can reach the passing line.
【You have two new emails】
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[Koizumi Aona's guide completed]
[Players get 20,000 points]
[Ten Years: Special Reward of 100,000 Points]
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[The temporary event ends and settlement begins]
[Koizumi Aona's comments: rich, handsome, smart, philandering, mysterious, gentle]
【Wealthy: 1 billion yen】
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As he stepped into the music classroom, everyone looked at Toru Watanabe with strange eyes.
"Please let me be a handsome guy in Tokyo in the next life!" I heard all of these words.
Rin Kiyono was standing behind the podium, looking at the music score in her hand, feeling the atmosphere in the classroom, and looked at Toru Watanabe who walked in.
After looking at him, she turned around and said to everyone:
"Tomorrow we will start the selection of Group A and soloists. The members will be decided by me and Watanabe-san."
"Yes!" The crowd, who were restless just now, responded in unison.
Not to mention the third and second years, even the new first years have become accustomed to Kiyono Rin's orders.
While Kiyono Rin was speaking, Watanabe Toru walked up to her.
"Watanabe-san," she turned to look at him, "thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule."
This is a mockery of Toru Watanabe and Aina Koizumi, taking turns using the body, traveling together, and so on.
"Please, Kiyono-san, how can I refuse?" he answered readily.
Watanabe Toru meant that no matter what happened, he was always there, wasn't he? Also, if you know you are wrong, don't do it again.
The two of them always understand each other without too much language.
The scene of handsome men and beautiful women standing together looks like a carefully staged scene in a movie.
The first-years' eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, probably like Ikki Aoi and the others, misunderstanding that there was something going on between them.
During the free practice, Toru Watanabe himself spoke to the woodwind section for the first time.
"Senior, Watanabe-senpai!" The petite Mai Horikita held a long black oboe in her hand.
"Um?"
"Has anything happened recently?" Her big eyes were full of curiosity.
"No."
"Absolutely!" Horikita Mai refused to listen, "You and Seino-senpai looked like a couple today!"
"Couple feeling?"
“Yeah!” She nodded her head cutely. “It wasn’t there before the Golden Week holiday, but it suddenly appeared today, so something must have happened!”
"No."
"Senior~Watanabe-senpai~"
"You're still... um, ten years away from my passing line."
"Ten years?!" Horikita Mai was so scared that she forgot to act like a spoiled child. She then gritted her white teeth and said, "Ten years. I will try my best!"
"Ten years starts with the foot, start practicing."
"yes!"
As Horikita Mai played the melodious oboe, Toru Watanabe looked out the window, toward the teacher's office.
"Mr. Koizumi, what will you do next? I am ready."
The bell rang, and the lunch break was about to end. Watanabe Toru and Kiyono Rin returned to the classroom.
A few steps away from Class 4, I heard Kunii Osamu's loud voice:
"Please let me be a handsome guy in Tokyo in my next life!"
What followed was Saito Keisuke's voice: "You are wrong, you should be more sad. In the next life, please let me be..."
"What are you doing?" Toru Watanabe looked at them.
The two were startled and said quickly, "Nothing, nothing! We are performing a play, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, getting ready for the cultural festival."
"The cultural festival is in September. Are we starting to prepare now?"
Kunii Osamu hid behind Saito Keisuke and laughed loudly:
"Watanabe, so you envy Tokyo so much and look down on your hometown? We always thought you didn't care about your background."
"I see." Watanabe Toru nodded, "That's what you're talking about."
He clenched his fists until they crackled and walked slowly towards the two of them.
"It's time for class." Qingno Rin walked past him.
"I'll deal with you after class." Watanabe Toru glanced at the two of them.
The two sat down at their seats.
Miki Kujo saw what happened just now.
Even though it was nothing and Kiyono Rin was just reminding her that class was about to start, she got angry when she saw Watanabe Toru's face.
Under the table, Kujo Miki kicked him.
The physics teacher had already walked in. Toru Watanabe looked ahead and hooked Kujo Miki's legs with his feet to prevent her from going back.
Two seconds later, Kujo Miki poked him in the back with a pen.
Four seconds later, Qingye Rin coughed lightly as if her throat was uncomfortable.
Toru Watanabe found a new notebook.
"Don't draw on my back, Meiji Meiji my Meiji!" (Watanabe)
Pass it on quietly.
"My Toru, do you have any opinions? (^_^)" (Kujo)
"No, not at all" (Watanabe)
"Love you =" (Kujo)
"Coward, your name is man" (Kiyono)
"Why are you here? And, Shakespeare's original line is 'Frailty, thy name is woman', you're welcome" (Watanabe)
"Jealousy, your name is Kiyono" (Kujo)
"Listen carefully to the class" (Kiyano)
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After school, Watanabe Toru was on duty today, so the two beautiful girls went to the Human Observation Department first.
After wiping the blackboard and filling in the teaching diary, Keisuke Saito, who had been staying in the classroom, came over.
He sat in the seat in front of Toru Watanabe.
"The classroom after school, the seat by the window, a scene from an animation." Saito Keisuke's opening remarks.
"If that's the case, please leave and let the beautiful girl take your place." As he said this, Toru Watanabe wrote "Super interesting, but the experiment seems a bit dangerous" in the evaluation column of the physics class.
Keisuke Saito crossed his arms and pushed up his glasses like the class monitor - at today's evening meeting, the man with glasses was voted as the male class monitor.
"Watanabe, let's play a bishoujo game together!"
"It's me who should go. Goodbye, Aki, Keisuke, and Tomoya-san."
Watanabe Toru twirled his pen, looked out the window, and thought about Koizumi Aona's attitude in the class meeting.
It was as if the hug at noon didn't happen, but it wasn't the same as usual either. Her eyes were deliberately avoiding this corner.
"…That's it, so let's make a bishoujo game together!" Saito Keisuke seemed to say something passionately.
There is no need to ask specifically, the answer is that when the other party refuses, it doesn’t matter what they say.
Watanabe Toru closed his teaching diary and said, "Let's go."
"As expected of you, Watanabe! My dear friend!"
The two came to the teacher's office, where Keisuke Saito was waiting outside.
"Teacher Koizumi, this is the Teaching Diary." Toru Watanabe placed the Teaching Diary on Koizumi Aona's desk.
"Yeah." Amidst a pile of information, Koizumi Aona was typing on the computer.
Toru Watanabe glanced at the succulents on the corner of the table, then looked at Aona Koizumi.
"Is there anything I can help you with, Watanabe-san?" Koizumi Aona turned around and looked at Watanabe Toru in a businesslike manner.
Watanabe Toru thought for a moment, then nodded, "I see. Goodbye, teacher."
"Yeah." Koizumi Aona responded lightly.
After Watanabe Toru walked out of the office, Koizumi Aona faced the laptop again, placed her snow-white fingers on the keyboard, but could not type a single word.
What do you understand?
I called him Watanabe-san, so why not just forget about the past?
That's right, he never said he liked me, I was just trying to please him one-sidedly.
That's good, he is the student and I am the teacher, that's good.
The computer screen in front of her eyes gradually became blurred. Koizumi Aona raised her hand, ready to wipe the corners of her eyes and then continue working.
"Teacher," I suddenly heard a warm breath in my ear, "I want to eat hamburger steak tonight... Is that okay?"
Koizumi Aona trembled all over, heat began to gather on her snow-white face, and her heart was pounding.
"Teacher?" The voice was getting closer.
"Teacher?" We're almost kissing!
"No, no problem!" Koizumi Aona answered in a mournful voice.
"That's great, thank you Mr. Koizumi." Toru Watanabe left the office again.
Koizumi Aona's eyes were watery, and she held her face with her hands to hide her hot and red cheeks.
Fearing that she might be discovered, she looked around secretly as if she suddenly remembered something, and then her eyes met Akiko's.
Finished.
It was just a misunderstanding yesterday, but has it all come true today? Do I really want to date Watanabe and be his lover?
No, no!
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At least, at least, wait until after graduation.
Akiko couldn't stand the sight of Koizumi Aona, a little woman caught up in a fantasy of happiness.
Turning her face away, she opened the cup and took a sip of water, with a strange expression on her face, as if the water was bitter.
Toru Watanabe met up with Keisuke Saito who was waiting for him, and they walked towards the club building together.
In the classrooms along the way, there were occasionally students on duty.
In Class 1, Grade 3, there are students who are currently interviewing with their teachers, probably because of their mock exam results in April.
"The goal is to sell 50 copies at the cultural festival, then we can go to comic conventions, become famous in the industry, receive invitations from companies in the industry, and move towards..."
Keisuke Saito talked about his grand ambitions.
"Aki Keisuke, please go find your own stranger heroine and don't say these things to me." Watanabe Toru refused.
"Real game makers don't need random female protagonists! Women will only become an obstacle to their work! Walk hand in hand on the street, ride the Ferris wheel together, ride the roller coaster together, go into the haunted house together, ride the carousel together, use this time to make the female characters in the game three times cuter!"
"The Ferris wheel and carousel are great. I'll try them with my K-san next time."
"Watanabe!!!" Keisuke Saito shouted the protagonist's name almost in tears.
"I know, I know." Watanabe Toru said helplessly, "What should I do? Invest? Is one million yen enough?"
"If you can, please do!"
"The copyright of the game belongs to me. If there is a loss, I will pay the bank interest..."
"Actually, I came to talk to you about the script."
When he went to the club building, Toru Watanabe roughly knew what Keisuke Saito was planning.
He and Toru Watanabe, who ranked first in the island nation, were responsible for the game script;
Then, he and Toru Watanabe, the trump card of the wind band, were asked to ask the wind band to help with the music;
Finally, I continued to ask him, Toru Watanabe, and Tokyo Handsome to ask Chichiko from the art department to be responsible for the original painting.
"Let's not talk about who Chichiko from the art club is. I want to know, what are you responsible for?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"Supervisor." Saito Keisuke said.
"No more?"
Saito Keisuke thought about it and answered for the second time: "There are also software aspects."
"What a coincidence, I know someone in the software field, I can ask him for help," said Toru Watanabe.
"Really? That's great! This way I can relieve a lot of stress! By the way, who is that person? I must invite him to join the computer research department!"
"Saito Keisuke from the Computer Research Department, it's no problem if I ask him."
“…”
"See what I mean?" Watanabe said, "I can make my own games."
Saito Keisuke said "Oh" with a dull expression, and then wailed:
"Watanabe, Watanabe, please, let me be the supervisor! No one loves bishoujo games more than me, please give me a chance!"
"Music and original drawings, ask others to do it yourself. Work hard on your own game. Don't you think your enthusiasm is not as good as Aki Tomoya's?"
“…You have a point.” Saito Keisuke said dejectedly, but soon cheered up: “But with your script, Watanabe, and my love for bishoujo games, we are already number one in the country, hahahaha!”
In the elevated corridor on the fifth floor, Horikita Mai was practicing seriously with the music score.
When she saw Toru Watanabe, she gave a thumbs up, imitating Kamen Rider Kuuga.
Toru Watanabe also gave a thumbs up.
"Senior, you are indeed different today." said Horikita Mai.
"What's the difference?"
"She never responded to me before, and would only gently urge me to practice hard."
"Practice hard." Watanabe Toru reminded.
"Senior~Watanabe-senpai~" Horikita Mai pouted her lips, not sure if she was dissatisfied or acting coquettishly.
Watanabe Toru, whose sins were becoming more and more serious, turned a blind eye and walked towards the Human Observation Department.
Kiyono Rin was reading a book and Kujo Miki was browsing something on her tablet. It was only noon, and everything went back to a month ago.
But some things have changed forever in the past ten years of Mr. Koizumi's life.
Toru Watanabe cannot predict good or bad. The only thing he can do is to try his best to make those who love him and those he loves happy.
Sitting at the beech table for the first time in a long time, in order to help Keisuke Saito, he did not read books or study, but just wrote a script casually.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have written a script. Could you please give me some comments on it?" he said to the two beautiful girls.
No one answered him, which meant they agreed.
Watanabe Tetsu read:
"Where is this?" I looked around in confusion, and a beautiful girl with golden twin ponytails appeared in front of me. Above the girl's head, the words "flat-chested" and "tsundere" floated. "Words? What on earth are these..."
"Plagiarism?" Miki Kujo interrupted him.
"Plagiarism? Where did you plagiarize?" Toru Watanabe asked puzzledly.
"Blonde twin tails, flat breasts, tsundere, that's the Eriri you like." Kujo Miki said with a sneer.
I can more or less understand my boyfriend's hobbies through his usual requests in bed.
Since the Izu Geisha, this guy always makes himself wear twin ponytails. After checking his phone, I roughly understand the source of the inspiration for the request.
"What Eriri?" Watanabe Toru disagreed, "This is Akizuki Airi, Mizenin Nagi! The stories are completely different. If it's plagiarism just because the character settings are similar, please file a lawsuit first, and then come to me."
"Then listen to the story first." Kujo Miki asked him to continue reading.
"Words? What's going on?" He turned his sight again, and this time a beautiful girl with long black hair appeared. On top of her head, there was a long straight black hair, a sharp tongue, and flat breasts..."
"Wait a minute." Another beautiful girl interrupted him again.
"I'm not talking about Yukinoshita, I'm talking about Sanka Reiya, Miss Kiyono."
"Who cares about that."
"Um?"
"Why are they all flat-chested?"
"Well... the market is flooded with big breasts now, so I thought..."
"Are you mocking me?"
"Absolutely not!"
