Chapter 304 Summer Travel (5)
After the barbecue, the sun shone into the sea.
The four of them came out of the water and went to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.
After a while, Mrs. Kujo came out in a thin housecoat and saw Toru Watanabe washing dishes. She said:
"The ship will dock tomorrow and someone will come to deal with these things."
"It's okay, I'm used to it."
"It's up to you." Mrs. Kujo walked to the counter. "Boss, please give me a glass of whiskey with water and ice."
"Wait a moment, ma'am." Watanabe Toru washed his hands, took the glass and poured her wine, then added an ice ball to it.
Mrs. Kujo thanked her in the tone of a guest, picked up the wine glass in a casual manner and took a sip.
The night wind could reach here, and Watanabe Toru could smell the fragrance of her body after bathing.
Mrs. Kujo took a sip, looked at Watanabe Toru and asked, "You are alone, don't you have a nanny?"
"I didn't have money before, but now I have money, but I didn't think of hiring a nanny."
"Do you wash your clothes by yourself?"
"You don't think I'm squatting there, using a washboard? I just throw them into the washing machine and take them out to dry when the time comes."
"Washboard?" Mrs. Kujo asked curiously, "I've heard of it. What does it look like?"
“Ocean waves.”
Mrs. Kujo drank while imagining a washboard that looked like ocean waves.
"Wash the dishes yourself, mop the floor yourself, and cook all the meals yourself?" she asked again.
“The occasional convenience store bento.”
The two stopped talking. Toru Watanabe washed the dishes silently. Mrs. Kujo drank a little wine at the kitchen counter and then turned on the record player.
The melody of "five hundred miles" sounded in the cabin.
Mrs. Kujo sat back and said with a smile, "I really like this song. It reminds me of my childhood in Kyoto. You sang this song this afternoon and I almost fell in love with you."
"Falling in love with a farm ?" Watanabe Toru said with a smile.
"That's enough." Mrs. Kujo smiled. "The barbecue is delicious and can earn money to support the family. Washing the dishes proves that you don't hate doing housework."
She shook the glass, and the ice ball swayed back and forth inside, making crisp sounds. Several times it seemed like it was about to fly out, but it miraculously fell back.
"Five Hundred Miles" had not finished playing when Mrs. Kiyono and Miki Kujo came up after taking a bath.
Mrs. Kiyono was wearing the same thin casual clothes as Mrs. Kujo, which was very cool.
Miki Kujo was wearing Toru Watanabe's shirt, with her hot pants-like pajamas hidden underneath.
"The 500km bar is open. What are you two doing here?" Toru Watanabe's eyes fell on the thighs of Miki Kujo that were exposed from the hem of her shirt.
"Beer, thank you." Mrs. Kiyono sat down next to Mrs. Kujo.
Toru Watanabe took a glass and poured beer into it.
The exquisite and transparent glass cup is filled with golden liquid. Bubbles continuously rise from the bottom of the cup, forming thick white foam on the surface.
"It looks delicious." Mrs. Kiyono complimented politely.
"Thank you." Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki who was on the other side of Mrs. Kujo, "My Miki, what would you like to drink?"
"milk."
"Hold on."
"The bar sells milk?" Mrs. Kiyono asked with a smile.
"The bar is a joke." Watanabe Toru turned his back to them and took out milk from the refrigerator. "Actually, this is the love nest of Miki and I. The table is just a kitchen countertop."
"Unauthorized cohabitation." Mrs. Kujo said while drinking.
Miki Kujo drank a few sips of milk, and Kiyono Rin came up to her as she sang "Now I'm in rags, and still unknown."
"You've been soaking for a long time, Rin-chan," Mrs. Kujo greeted.
"It's troublesome to take care of hair." Watanabe Toru guessed her answer.
"I didn't soak for long. It takes time to do my hair." Qingye Rin first went to the table to get "Blue Planet II", and then sat at the bar.
"A glass of watermelon juice." She said as she opened the book.
"This is a bar, Miss Kiyono Rin." Toru Watanabe reminded in the tone of a bar waiter.
Qingye Rin didn't say anything and started reading a book.
"Don't do it again." Watanabe Toru took a watermelon, cut it into pieces, and divided it into two portions.
Put one on the bar for them to eat, and throw one in the juicer.
Mrs. Kiyono looked at her daughter's long hair and said, "Would you like to try short hair?"
"No, I like long hair."
Miki Kujo glanced at Rin Kiyono across the two ladies, her eyes falling on her snow-white shoulders.
Rin Kiyono was wearing pajamas with a neckline that slid down to her shoulders, which made her look pure, sexy, and a little homely.
"Would you wear clothes like this?" asked Miki Kujo with a sneer.
"My mother prepared it." Qingye Rin answered without raising her head.
"That's all?"
"Do I need your permission for what I should wear?" Kiyono Rin looked at Kujo Miki.
Mrs. Kujo smiled and said to her daughter, "I've seen all kinds of swimsuits during the day, and shoulders are not a problem."
"A swimsuit is a swimsuit. If you wear it like this, I'm afraid you might be tempting people to seduce me," said Miki Kujo.
"Okay, juice." Toru Watanabe placed the glass in front of Kiyono Rin, and then suddenly took it back.
"I almost forgot." He threw a piece of ice in.
The juice overflowed all of a sudden, with the bottom of the cup as the center, and spilled onto the cabinet.
"What a waste of time." Qingye Rin took a look.
"Everyone else's is just right, except for you." Toru Watanabe wiped the glass clean and handed it to her.
"Like Meiji-san said, you were seduced by my shoulder? Forgot to put the ice in first?"
"At least there is a little bit of evidence for slandering me. Everyone knows that I have no interest in shoulders. And as a professional bartender, who doesn't wipe the table?"
"Ice cubes and juice, a professional bartender?" Qingye Rin said sarcastically.
Watanabe Toru ignored her and said to Mrs. Kujo while wiping the table, "Ms. Maki, do you want more?"
Mrs. Kujo placed the glass in front of him: "Bartender at Sea, whiskey cocktail."
"Actually, I'm the pianist on the sea." Watanabe Toru said politely, "The bartender went on a date with the mermaid, so I'm temporarily taking over. You can see what Meiji is drinking and you'll know what's going on now."
Mrs. Kujo laughed twice and said lazily, "Okay, pianist, but before you play the piano, could you please make me a cocktail?"
"It's okay."
"Just add some orange juice, soda water, lemonade, or any other cordial or beverage, as long as it's drinkable. I want to try the drinks made by people who know nothing."
"Then maybe you can't drink it."
"The heir of the Kujo family and his son-in-law conspired to murder the head of the Kujo family in the Pacific Ocean?" Mrs. Kiyono said with a smile.
"This will be the headline of tomorrow's newspaper!" Toru Watanabe started mixing cocktails.
Just add whatever ingredients you want depending on your mood, and the resulting wine will have a weird color.
"Watanabe-kun, no kidding, I really suspect that you are going to murder me now." Mrs. Kujo looked at the wine in front of her.
Kujo Miki looked at the glass of wine and laughed, and advised: "Mother, I think you should not drink it."
Even Qingye Rin raised her head and looked at the glass of wine.
"I told you before, I'm a pianist on the sea, not a bartender," said Toru Watanabe.
"Try it first." Mrs. Kujo reached for the wine glass.
"Wait a minute." Watanabe Toru stopped her, put a cherry on top with a toothpick, and threw a piece of mint, "Okay."
"It looks quite realistic." Miki Kujo said with a smile.
The four of them looked at Mrs. Kujo and took a sip.
"How is it?" asked Mrs. Kiyono.
Mrs. Kujo said nothing. She ate the cherry on the toothpick and pointed at the grand piano in the corner with the toothpick:
"Go, The Legend of 1900. That place belongs to you."
Miki Kujo and Mrs. Kiyono burst into laughter, and their laughter was pleasant to the ears.
Qingye Rin looked at the book with a slight smile on her lips.
"Yes, yes." Toru Watanabe wiped his hands and left the bar.
"Can you play the piano?" Miki Kujo leaned against the bar seductively, with her pair of beautiful bare legs crossed.
"I have been on the ship since I was born. How could I not be able to play the piano?"
"Is there a necessary connection between the two?" Qingye Rin said, "More people born on ships are sailors."
"Just wait and see."
Toru Watanabe sat down, opened the piano cover, and started snapping his fingers.
He doesn't look like a pianist at all, but rather a tough sailor ready to fight a sea monster.
'Other me, it's your turn, go ahead.'
[Players use 5000 points to purchase the privilege of "Master Piano"]
[Consume 5000 points]
[Players obtain "Master Piano"]
"Someone, turn off "Five Hundred Miles" quickly, it hurts my ears." Watanabe Toru pointed at the record player with the arrogance of an artist who didn't care about status.
Mrs. Kujo was about to stand up, but Kujo Miki stood up before her, holding a cup of milk, and walked with her beautiful youthful legs to turn off the record player.
Then she sat directly on the piano bench.
"Play, pianist born on the sea."
"Shh." Toru Watanabe pressed his finger on her lips.
When the only sounds left in the world were the waves and the wind, Toru Watanabe touched the piano keys with the fingers that had touched Miki Kujo's lips.
It seemed that someone climbed onto the deck and then walked into the cabin. It was a seaweed girl.
She found a place to sit down and plucked the small harp in her hand;
Another person came, a conch, it looked around the cabin, took off the conch on its back, and blew the sound of the sea breeze;
A large group of whales with impressive lung capacity came in.
With accurate aim, they quickly occupied the bow, lined up neatly, breathed in and out, and sang like a choir, singing a hymn to the sea.
There are more and more creatures in the sea, some playing accompaniment, some dancing, and some listening attentively.
In the sea late at night, all the lights are on, the yachts are magnificent and exquisite like a dance party, as if a party is being held all the time.
The beautiful piano music blends into one with the sea water and the Milky Way.
The yacht is leisurely sailing in the beautiful world, waiting for the tide to take it to where it should go.
Toru Watanabe's fingers loosened their grip on the piano, but the soft and beautiful aftertaste still lingered in the cabin.
The yacht fell into silence. The only four audience members seemed to have become stone mermaids under the sea, staring at the pianist quietly.
"Pa, pa!" Mrs. Kujo clapped her hands. "Your piano playing is as good as your whiskey is bad!"
Everyone who had just been immersed in the sound of the piano started laughing.
"Forget about that damn whiskey and let me play you one more tune."
"Yes, sir."
Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki: "Together?"
"What are you playing?" Miki Kujo put down the milk cup and stretched out her slender fingers.
"March to the Endless Dream"
"I want to hear your oboe."
"Any time, Meiji, my Meiji."
The two of them pressed the piano keys.
The concert didn't end until late at night.
Not only Watanabe Toru, but everyone else performed on stage, playing various instruments with ease, and at least they were at an elite level.
Of course, there are midnight snacks and cocktails of various flavors.
Back in the bedroom, as soon as the door was closed, Kujo Miki came over and offered her tongue.
Watanabe Toru had been fascinated by her for a long time. Just now in the cabin living room, he wanted to push her against the bar and invade her from behind.
After everything was over, Miki Kujo fell into a deep sleep.
Watanabe Toru, who never suffered from insomnia, couldn't fall asleep because it was his first time sleeping on a boat.
He got out of bed quietly, put on a coat, and went up to the second floor.
It was empty, with no one around, and glasses filled with a variety of drinks on the bar.
Toru Watanabe poured out all the drinks and cleaned them one by one.
"Not asleep yet?" Qingye Rin's figure emerged from the stairs.
"I'm not used to yachts. This is the first time I've been on a boat in my life." Toru Watanabe glanced at her and continued cleaning.
Qingye Rin walked over and stood beside him.
After he finishes washing one, he will dry it with a towel.
"Are you unable to sleep because it's your first time sleeping outside?" asked Toru Watanabe.
"Um."
The two stopped talking, one was washing and the other was wiping.
After everything was washed, Qingye Rin handed a towel to Watanabe Toru.
"Go back to sleep?" She looked at Toru Watanabe wiping his hands.
"I'm not sleepy, go back."
"Neither have I."
Toru Watanabe looked at her snow-white shoulders exposed from her collar and his heart began to beat fast.
"Go outside," he put down the towel, "Go to the third floor and enjoy the night breeze."
The two of them cut a plate of fruit, took some snacks like pistachios, and went to the open-air observation deck.
The yacht was moving slowly at the speed of a person walking, and the night wind was neither slow nor fast.
There was no moon, the sky was filled with stars, and everything was silent.
"It feels like we are the only ones left in the world." Qingye Rin said with a hint of relaxation in his tone.
"The human world has turned into zombies, and we five are the last survivors?" Toru Watanabe put the fruit on the table.
"That's not bad either." Qingye Rin placed the snacks next to the fruit.
The two sat on chairs side by side, facing south and looking up at the night sky.
The vast Milky Way hangs before our eyes, with stars dotted everywhere, like a clear river with a transparent bottom.
The sea and the Milky Way are separated by a distance of 30 kilometers between heaven and earth, and there is also the vast and boundless universe.
Seemingly unconnected, the starlight of the Milky Way fills the ocean, and the shadow of the Milky Way can also be seen in the depths of the ocean.
"Meteor." Qingye Rin looked at the night sky.
"I saw it." said Toru Watanabe.
One, two, three, a total of three meteors.
"Have you made a wish?" asked Qingye Rin.
"Do you believe in this legend?"
"I don't believe it, but whether or not you make a wish has nothing to do with whether you believe it or not."
"That makes sense." Watanabe Toru nodded, "I haven't made any wishes, but there are things I want to do."
"Tell me about it."
"From far away, I want you two to reconcile; from close, I want to kiss your shoulder."
Qingye Rin's hair was blown slightly, and a few strands of hair ran to her lips.
She brushed away the naughty hair and said, "Stop saying unrealistic things all day long."
"How about touching your legs?"
"Besides these, haven't you thought about anything else?"
"No? Well, I'll hug you. I can't lower the price any further. This price is already very low."
Qingye Lin sighed softly.
"This afternoon, let alone kissing my shoulder and hugging me, I wouldn't refuse even if you kissed me at that time." She looked down at the rolling waves.
"It was a wonderful moment." Watanabe Toru looked up at the brilliant Milky Way, "If that was our first meeting, we would have fallen in love at first sight."
"Not sure. I'm not one to fall in love at first sight."
"Then why is it not clear?"
"Because when I looked at you at that time, I really liked you in my heart, but I didn't know how I would feel if it was the first time I met you."
"It doesn't matter , we will love each other anyway."
"Um."
At three o'clock, the night wind began to get cooler and Watanabe Toru stood up.
"Go back."
"Hold on."
"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru looked back at her.
"Your dream..."
"You wouldn't be willing to not break up with Meiji and the others, would you?"
"Um."
"So you want to persuade me to give up?"
"…Just for this moment." Qing Ye Lin placed her hands on her chest shyly, "I can pretend that they don't exist."
Toru Watanabe forgot to breathe and looked at her quietly.
The flowers are blooming, the birds are singing, the breath of the ocean tide, the brilliance of the Milky Way, finally slightly touching...that unattainable dream.
The sparse and unclear shadows merged into a ball.
Their shadows are reflected in the Milky Way on the choppy sea.
