Chapter 280 Family Trip (End)
On that sunny Sunday morning, the three female teachers sat in the living room listening to stories and listening to Toru Watanabe telling them what happened at the family camp.
Nothing hidden.
He said that he would slowly become an honest person, at least to those who loved him and whom he loved.
"I didn't expect to experience such a thing?" Upon learning that Watanabe Toru was almost killed twice, Akiko was shocked and scared.
"Watanabe." Koizumi Aona looked at Watanabe Toru with heartache and wanted to touch his face with her hand.
Watanabe Toru looked relaxed and didn't care at all.
He has completely let it go, and will continue to walk on with Kujo Miki without any barriers in the future.
"Thanks to these two experiences, Miki allowed me to be with the teacher. If it only lets me suffer a little, and the ending is perfect and everyone is happy, then it would be a big win." Watanabe Toru said with a smile.
Akiko and Miyuki Miyazaki stared at him in amazement.
Watanabe Toru stopped laughing again.
They are not like the two ladies.
First of all, it is age. Secondly, in the hearts of the two ladies, in addition to the motherly love and tenderness for their daughters, there is also the sobriety to look at others calmly or ruthlessly.
The next moment he stopped smiling, Akiko and Miyazaki Miyuki immediately came to their senses.
Akiko was a little embarrassed , but Miyazaki Miyuki was very calm. She said:
"Young man, you are not the only one who has paid the price. It takes a lot of courage for Qingnai, as a teacher, to be willing to be with you."
"None of this matters," said Toru Watanabe.
"What did you say?!" Huangzi, who had not dared to look at him just now, glared at him.
Toru Watanabe looked at Aona Koizumi. Her expression was slightly confused and lost, but not angry.
"I was almost killed, Mr. Koizumi was under pressure, all these things in the past, let them all go, don't be bound by them. In the future, be nice to each other, not out of guilt, but out of love."
After that, Watanabe Toru asked Koizumi Aona: "Is this okay, teacher?"
Koizumi Aona looked at him with twinkling eyes, understanding the meaning of his words.
"From today on, he no longer loves her because of her ten years of persistence."
"Yeah." Koizumi Aona's voice was soft and trembling.
"I'm going to go back first and take a shower and take a nap." Watanabe Toru stood up, and the three of them looked at his pants at the same time.
"The three female hooligans are gone!"
Koizumi Aona's face was red; Miyazaki Miyuki smiled indifferently, and Akiko yelled back: "Who is kissing in the living room? And touching there with your hands!"
"Akira!" Koizumi Aona's face turned even redder.
"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about this kid."
"Yes, yes, how can the teacher be wrong? The students are the ones who are wrong." Without waiting for Akiko to speak, Watanabe Toru continued, "Call me when you go out to buy groceries in the evening. From today on, I can go with you."
"Okay!" Koizumi Aona smiled brightly.
Toru Watanabe picked up the luggage bag at the entrance and returned to Room 502.
Without taking a shower, he lay on the sofa tiredly.
Qingye Rin's cool and pleasant whisper came to my ears again.
He closed his eyes and saw the particles of light. Then, Qingye Rin crossed his arms, put his hands on his chin and pondered.
Noticing his gaze, she raised her beautiful fair face and gave him a forcing look with her sharp eyes, as if asking him to do something.
'Rin, where are you now and what are you doing?'
Toru Watanabe recalled the first time he saw her outside of school.
We went on a date to Shinagawa Aquarium, and I took a car to Omotesando to pick her up. From the car window, I saw her wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a high-waisted long skirt.
She was dignified and beautiful, and the air around her seemed clear and fresh.
'Watanabe.'
Looking at Qingye Rin, I heard a cruel yet beautiful smile in my ears.
Watanabe Toru withdrew his gaze from the car window. Opposite him, Kujo Miki crossed her long legs and looked at him with a hint of arrogance in her smile.
A sharp pain like a needle stabbing my chest.
He suddenly opened his eyes, unable to remain immersed in such a world any longer.
Seeking comfort, he looked towards the balcony, wanting to see the sunshine, the blue sky, and the forest of the Jingu Gaien.
On the balcony, there is a quilt that Aina Koizumi has hung out to dry.
Got to cheer up.
Now that I have made up my mind, I must do it well and not hurt Meiji and the others because of my attachment.
Got to cheer up!
Watanabe Toru calmed himself down, got up, went back to the bedroom to get some clean clothes, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
The quilt had just been dried in the sun, so he couldn't sleep. But after taking a shower, he felt a little better and prepared to go look for Asuka Mai.
Take the elevator to the sixth floor and walk into Room 602.
Asu Mai, wearing a long skirt and short sleeves , was sitting on the sofa with her knees bent, reading a magazine.
Her thin long black hair hung on her shoulders, revealing her pretty and calm little face.
"thorough."
Asu Mai raised her head and looked over with clear eyes, and a smile appeared on Watanabe Toru's lips.
"Senior, I have good news for you, Mei..."
"Did you cry?"
Watanabe Toru opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Asu Mai threw the magazine on her knees aside, opened her arms, and said gently:
"Tetsu, come."
Toru Watanabe instinctively walked over and buried his face in her arms.
"I will be with Toru forever." Asu Mai hugged him and spoke softly in his ear.
"Senior." Toru Watanabe hugged her waist, his throat sore.
In the end, tears still flowed.
I have been holding back since yesterday until now.
Obviously, he has made up his mind.
Why?
What is all of this for?
Asu Mai stroked his hair and hummed a soft song.
Toru Watanabe hugged her tightly, smelled the scent of laundry detergent on her body, listened to her singing, and cried silently.
…
Looking at the sleeping Watanabe Toru, Asu Mai gently stroked his cheek, her heart filled with happiness and tranquility.
Watanabe Toru slowly opened his eyes.
"Che." She called her lover's name softly.
"Senior." Watanabe Toru buried his face in her arms again with affection.
"What happened?"
Toru Watanabe said that Kujo Miki knew about their affairs and allowed him to interact with them outside.
"Where's Toru?" Asu Mai's voice was still calm and gentle.
"I?"
"Well, why are you crying, Toru?"
Watanabe Toru remained silent.
Asu Mai stopped asking questions and put her face close to Watanabe Toru's.
"As long as Che doesn't leave me, I will support you and stand by your side no matter what decision you make."
"Yeah." Watanabe Toru answered softly.
May 31st, the Monday after three consecutive holidays.
As I got off the train, walked out of Yotsuya Station and walked up the slope, I heard the voice of Keisuke Saito from the bicycle repair shop under the shade of zelkova trees.
"Watanabe, Watanabe, here!" He waved vigorously.
Next to him, the repair shop owner was looking at a geared bicycle.
"What's going on?" Toru Watanabe walked over.
"I don't know what's wrong. There's always a 'clicking' sound when I ride," Keisuke Saito explained in confusion.
"I'm asking when you started riding a bicycle? Haven't you always been taking the bus?"
"Exercise." Saito Keisuke showed his arms, "To make an excellent bishoujo game, you must have a good body. Be prepared to stay up late."
Watanabe Toru nodded.
"The artist has been found. Chi Chi from the art department has agreed to help."
At this time, the repair shop owner said, "Leave it here with me, come and get it after school."
"Okay, please." Saito Keisuke replied.
The two men walked up the hill, and in front and behind them were groups of students wearing the same uniforms. In Watanabe Toru's eyes, these people all had the same face.
The usual cheerful sounds of playing and bicycle bells became unusually harsh.
Toru Watanabe even wanted to yell at these people and tell them to shut up.
But he said nothing, and listened with a normal expression as Saito Keisuke boasted about how difficult it was for him to invite Chichiko.
I spent a lot of money to buy the girls' comics serialized in the "Housewife Life" magazine, and read them all. I also listened to Chichiko talk about her fanatical love for Watanabe.
"Really?" said Watanabe Toru.
"Huh?" Saito Keisuke looked at him puzzledly.
"how?"
"Are you really listening to me? Not interested? But I can understand that boys rarely read girls' comics." Saito Keisuke nodded approvingly.
"By the way!" he suddenly said excitedly, "Do you know who your partner is in the comics?"
“Not interested.”
"You're interested now that I told you! It's Kiyono-san! In the latest volume, Kujo-san also appears. She's a rich lady and she wants to compete with Kiyono-san for you!"
“…”
"I totally got you three into it, it's hilarious, I'll lend it to you this Saturday."
The two walked into the classroom, and Watanabe Toru took a look and saw that Kiyono Rin and Kujo Miki had already arrived.
He walked over and said good morning.
"Meiji," he took out a "portable pillow" from his schoolbag and hung the schoolbag on the hook beside the desk. He turned around and said, "Here you go."
"Pillow?" Miki Kujo took a look.
"It's comfortable, helps you sleep, and doesn't cause a stiff neck. Next time you sleep in the classroom, your arms won't get numb."
"Besides you, has anyone else touched it?"
"without."
Miki Kujo took the pillow and patted it with her hands. It was so soft that people couldn't help but want to rest their heads on it.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked casually, looking at the pillow.
"What?"
"With a sad face."
Watanabe Toru hung his pinky finger around his eye and said, "I'm a little sad about losing Kiyono-san."
Kujo Miki raised her eyes and stared at him.
"I don't want to lie to you anymore," said Toru Watanabe.
Kujo Miki patted the pillow and said, "It's just so-so, barely satisfactory."
"Watanabe-san," Kiyono Rin looked over from the hardcover book, "If you want to lose me, please at least wait until you have me before you say that."
"There won't be that chance." Miki Kujo turned her head and said with a sneer.
"You have the ability to snatch it away, but don't I have the ability to snatch it back? You will never be able to imagine how much Watanabe Toru loves me." Kiyono Rin replied with the same sneer.
"Get it back...I seem to be always by Miki's side." said Toru Watanabe.
"Did I ask you to speak?" Qingye Rin glared at him with a very intimidating look.
After being scolded, Watanabe Toru felt relieved.
No matter what, Kiyono Rin will always be his closest friend.
No matter what happens, this kind of relationship is the farthest distance between the two.
"Yes, yes, I have no human rights," he said with a smile.
"Do you listen to her or me?" Miki Kujo asked with her arms crossed.
Watanabe Toru tilted his body, leaned his head over, covered his mouth with his hands, and asked her quietly:
"Can I tell the truth?"
"explain."
"I hope you two listen to me, um—"
Miki Kujo pressed a pillow against Toru Watanabe's face.
"Meiji, Meiji, I'll listen to you, Meiji!"
Kujo Miki snorted and let him go.
"I'd better not tell the truth." Watanabe Toru learned his lesson.
"Watanabe-san," said Kiyono Rin, "bangs."
"Oh, thank you." Toru Watanabe straightened his bangs that were messed up by the pillow.
Kujo Miki glanced at Kiyono Rin and said with a smile: "You really don't plan to give up."
"I won't allow you to run away after winning, or are you afraid? You've paid so much, but you're still worried that I'll take it away from you?"
"If I can win once, I can win twice. Why would I be afraid of a loser like you?"
"Poof——" Aoi Ikki, who was pretending to read but was actually eavesdropping, buried her face in the title page of the book, her body twitching as she tried to hold back her laughter.
"Defeat..." Qingye Rin took a deep breath, she turned her head and looked at Watanabe Toru, "Give me your English book."
"What's wrong?"
Kiyono Rin didn't say anything, but just frowned beautifully, so Watanabe Toru had no choice but to give her the book obediently.
"Did you see it, Kujo-san?" Kiyono Rin said, holding an English book. "Watanabe-san's favorite character is Eriri."
Kujo Miki asked Watanabe Toru: "What happened to her?"
"A loser as well." Watanabe Toru replied in a low voice.
"Pfft--" Ikki Aoi covered her stomach and laughed until tears came out.
"Do you like losers?" asked Miki Kujo.
"How is that possible?" Watanabe Toru said quickly, "I like Eriri, but she just happens to be a loser."
"Similarly, no matter when, no matter what I do, Watanabe-san likes me." Kiyono Rin said with a smile as if she had already won.
"Why is it the same?" Watanabe Toru couldn't help but ask.
Kujo Miki glanced at Kiyono Rin and said to Watanabe Toru, "Changed it."
"Change what?"
“You are not allowed to like this character anymore.”
"Okay, starting tomorrow, I like Kato Megumi—also an anime character, not a real person."
Miki Kujo pulled Toru Watanabe's ear and said, "I asked you to change it to liking me, don't you understand?"
"Meiji, just speak frankly. The context of what you said just now makes me... hurt, hurt, hurt, change it! I'll change it! I like Meiji!"
"Everyone go back to your seats." Koizumi Aona walked in with a folder.
Toru Watanabe was saved because of this.
In the little time before Koizumi Aona spoke, Ichiki Aoi whispered, "Watanabe-kun, thank you for your hard work."
There was an irrepressible smile in her voice.
Toru Watanabe really wanted to tell her about Mai Asuka's charm and the bad taste of the cooked pasta, but he gave up in the end.
What he wants is for the world to bow down before him, not to fight with girls.
Koizumi Aona stood on the podium, and the long-lost uneasiness came over her again. The podium made her want to escape even more than the first time she stood on it.
In the southeast corner of the classroom, there are students who have called me "Sister", there are boyfriends, and there is also the boyfriend's... wife?
Why torture her like this?
"Hmph." Kujo Miki looked over coldly, without a trace of smile on her face.
Koizumi Aona felt even more ashamed and her shame reached its limit.
"The class meeting will begin." She spoke in a panic. Although there was nothing on the lesson plan, she stared at it subconsciously.
"The three-day holiday is over. No matter how you spent the holiday, please calm down and get back to studying."
