Chapter 28 The power of hatred made him stronger
The car was quiet for a while, and Watanabe Toru felt the pain was much less, and he seemed to be safe temporarily.
He spoke softly:
"I suggested deciding by grades because Kiyono Rin stayed in school all day reading books, and that's how she managed to get first place. And you, Kujo, haven't been to school for a month, but you were able to easily get second place. Now that you're here, there's no doubt that you're the first."
Miki Kujo didn't say anything and seemed to be asleep.
Watanabe Toru was at a loss for words.
He wanted to stand up, but the woman's feet, which could kill him, were on his stomach, so he could only passively admire the girl's legs and skirt.
'If, I mean if, I lay down voluntarily, it would feel good.'
When this thought came to his mind, Toru Watanabe and Shizuru met eyes, and the other person's cold eyes, like a robot, brought him back to his senses.
There’s really nothing you can do about the body of an adolescent!
Watanabe Toru was definitely not a lustful man. He even felt disgusted when he was kissed by Kujo Miki in the alley of Ochanomizu.
But everyone, you should have some understanding of the body of a fifteen-year-old boy, right?
There are always some substances secreted that affect the brain.
Watanabe Toru simply closed his eyes and tried to distract himself by thinking about random things, while at the same time being on guard against Kujo Miki suddenly stepping hard on his stomach. He didn't know how much time had passed before he actually fell asleep.
He had just been beaten, and he had been exercising and studying every day recently, thinking all about how to deal with Kujo Miki. His brain and body were already tired.
Coupled with the suitable temperature in the car and lying motionless on the soft mat for a long time, all these made him relax.
I had a dream in a trance:
He suddenly returned to his hometown in Iwate Prefecture, and for some reason a jasmine plant grew at the doorstep of his house. He then used the jasmine flowers to make tea, which smelled so good that he asked his parents to send the tea to Tokyo. However, when he arrived in Tokyo, he was blackmailed by Kujo Miki, and he became inexplicably sad again.
After such an absurd and unrealistic dream, he woke up.
As he regained consciousness, he immediately felt something covering his eyes. He was startled and subconsciously reached out to remove the thing from his eyes.
It went smoothly and his hands were not tied.
This was a small roadside park and he was lying on a bench.
It was not too late yet, probably about an hour before dinner, and a housewife who had just returned from shopping was feeding the pigeons with her children.
There were several elementary school girls nearby, carrying backpacks that were almost half the size of their bodies and with water bottles thicker than their legs hanging around their necks, whispering to him.
Watanabe Toru looked into his hands and saw that what was covering his face was actually stockings!
"Hahahaha!" Seeing his stunned expression, the elementary school students finally burst into laughter as loud as silver bells.
The laughter scared the pigeons that were pecking at the bread crumbs thrown on the ground by the housewife and children. They flapped their wings slightly, but did not fly away. Instead, they continued to grab the food.
He didn't care. Being able to get out of Kujo Miki's car without bleeding was already a happy thing.
The memory of Miyano being stabbed six times and dying from an injection of succinylcholine is still very vivid in his brain.
Toru Watanabe looked around the bench and found his school bag on the right side with the zipper open.
There was a notebook stuffed in there haphazardly, with a pen stuck in the middle.
Watanabe Toru picked it up and saw that the notebook was his English vocabulary collection book, and the pen was a 0.5 mm mechanical pencil he bought at the only grocery store in his hometown. The style was a bit old, but very durable.
"Thank you, young lady, for resisting the urge to throw you out of the car and saving your life again."
"You fell asleep with your socks still in your hand. I am very pleased with you. Here they are for you."
These two sentences were written very large, wasting two pages of paper - Watanabe Toru didn't dare to use an eraser to erase them.
Who knew that he would be killed because of this? Even if he wasn't killed, it wouldn't be worth it to get punched a few times.
When he has the strength to fight against Kujo Miki, not to mention these few words, he will throw all the stockings in his house and in his hands into the incinerator!
But now... Toru Watanabe folded the socks in his hand and put them into his schoolbag.
I took out my phone and checked my location. I had left Shinjuku District and arrived in Chiyoda District, where wealthy people gather.
Any house in this area might be enough to buy the entire village where he lives.
Toru Watanabe simply straightened his wrinkled shirt and sleep-wrinkled school uniform jacket and left the park.
Those elementary school girls were still smiling at him.
Maybe tomorrow the story of him using stockings as a blindfold will spread in an elementary school - he will have one more reason to hate Kujo Miki.
He found the nearest station, took the tram back to the rental house, hid the stockings, and punished himself by exercising until midnight because he begged for mercy after only two punches.
His willpower is far from being as great as his personality!
On Saturday and Sunday, Toru Watanabe got up at 6 a.m.;
From 6 to 6:30, lift dumbbells until the radio station starts playing the music for the second set of radio gymnastics, and then start doing gymnastics to the music;
During the fifteen years I spent in the village, starting from primary school, every summer vacation the school would require students to bring their radio gymnastics exercise record cards to have them stamped. If they had all the stamps filled by the last day, they would receive prizes such as snacks or stationery.
Toru Watanabe has never been there because he doesn't like sports.
If he had to get up early, he would rather lie on the tatami and daydream than leave his bed.
But now he has set up a strict schedule for himself, which he learned from Gatsby, the protagonist of "The Great Gatsby" lent to him by Rin Kiyono.
He has to force himself to do things he doesn't want to do in order to make himself remarkable.
"Bending exercises, stretching exercises, jumping exercises, running exercises..."
From 7 to 8 o'clock, I recite English and Chinese;
Go to the library from 8:30 to 11:00, read a biography that is beneficial to life, and keep thinking about whether the book has any inspiration for "Revenge for Kujo Miki";
Study from 2 to 4 p.m. , including biology, modern society, mathematics, and art;
He usually works hard enough on English and Chinese and has also done morning reading, so I didn't put them here.
At 7pm, I went to the newly opened public swimming pool nearby. It was a 50-meter-long pool and I had to swim ten laps.
Afterwards, I was very hungry due to the intense exercise and had midnight snacks for two days in a row.
At 9pm, I start listening to the English radio while lifting dumbbells or doing push-ups;
Go to bed on time at 11 o'clock.
Watanabe Toru easily stuck to this schedule for two days, but he was afraid that he could only stick to it for two days, so he mentally prepared himself to fight laziness for a long time.
"How can I seek revenge on Kujo Miki ?"
He encouraged himself in this way.
While living strictly according to the schedule, Toru Watanabe gradually became excited.
A little after 7 o'clock last Monday morning, Kujo Miki casually agreed to be his girlfriend, and she would be here soon a little after 7 o'clock next Monday.
The reward for completing the guide for Kujo Miki is 200,000 points, which is 40 times that of Tamamo Yomi. What about the weekly sign-in bonus? Will it also be 40 times?
This is what he deserves, right?
If he hadn't been lucky enough to get [Healing Medicine], he would have died at the hands of Kujo Miki long ago - now he is still at risk of being killed at any time, not to mention the "strategy".
'I hope to get an incredible reward!'
With such expectations, on Sunday morning, Toru Watanabe was complained by the people downstairs because he was doing gymnastics at 6:30 in the morning on a holiday and the floor was making a loud banging sound.
He apologized and promised to do it outside in the park next time.
In the afternoon, Toru Watanabe received more potatoes sent by his parents. He made potato and beef curry, which tasted good because the curry seasoning he used was sold in the supermarket.
After dinner and a good sleep, Monday is coming.
