Chapter 345 Please continue to wait, it is not the time to express your feelings
The next morning, which was Sunday morning , Toru Watanabe finished his run and went back to bed to sleep.
As soon as he lay down, Kujo Miki came over and hugged his body with her limbs like a koala.
After a while, she climbed on top of him again.
She hugged Watanabe Toru's neck tightly with both hands, and her face, with soft and smooth skin, was pressed against Watanabe Toru's face.
This terrible sleeping posture and the love she showed for Watanabe Toru were completely different from the usually sober Kujo Miki.
Every time Watanabe Toru talked to her about this, she would sneer and say, "Don't put the things I did when I was asleep on me."
If Watanabe Toru continues to speak, her eyes will become one of "Be sensible if you don't want to die."
Miki Kujo lay on his body, and he put his hands on her slender waist.
Occasionally his hands would move up to caress her back affectionately; occasionally they would move down to greedily knead her snow-white, plump buttocks.
The two fell asleep like this.
At nine o'clock, Kujo Miki woke up, still with her eyes closed, enjoying the comfort of the two of them being close to each other.
"Someone asked me to say something to you." Watanabe Toru said in her ear.
"Um?"
"Toru Watanabe thinks Kujo Miki is so cute."
"Someone also asked me to say something to you." said Kujo Miki.
"uh-huh?"
"Toru Watanabe is so lucky to be with Miki Kujo."
"That kid has always had good vision." Watanabe Toru praised.
Kujo Miki hugged him tighter: "Tetsu."
"Um."
"thorough."
"Um."
"Say you love me."
"I love you."
"Who loves who?"
"Toru Watanabe loves Miki Kujo."
"How much does Toru Watanabe love Kujo Miki?"
"On a sunny Sunday, I was fishing at Odaiba Pier. I didn't catch any fish for half a day. I was just watching the yachts passing by in Tokyo Bay. Suddenly, a beautiful lady came. She leaned on the railing with both hands, didn't say a word, and watched the sea with me for the whole afternoon. That's how much Toru Watanabe loved Kujo Miki."
“Is this your actual experience?”
"If you have been to Odaiba Pier on a sunny Sunday afternoon and watched the sea with Toru Watanabe for an entire afternoon, then it is real; if you have not been there, then it is fake."
"Hmm--" Miki Kujo made a satisfied nasal sound and rubbed her face against Toru Watanabe's face.
Toru Watanabe put his arms around Miki Kujo's waist and pressed his face closer to her.
There were a few strands of Kujo Meiji's hair between her face, which made her feel itchy.
"Meiji."
"Um?"
"Meiji."
"Um."
"I want you."
"Um."
Watanabe Toru moved forward greedily, and Kujo Miki straightened her waist to meet him.
Kujo Miki's body made Watanabe Toru linger and couldn't let go.
In response to Watanabe Toru's lingering, Kujo Miki would always make indescribable moans or sighs, and after hearing them, Watanabe Toru became even more obsessed.
At ten o'clock, the two took another nap, and then got up slowly until noon.
It may be a little late to say it now, but the above is the Sunday morning of Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo. It has always been like this, will always be like this, and will always be like this.
After lunch, the two went to Shimokitazawa, where Kiyono Rin was already waiting.
"Too slow," she said. "I think it's basic etiquette to arrive at the agreed location five minutes early."
Kujo Miki held her elbows with both hands, and poked Watanabe Toru with her left elbow: "She called you a non-human."
"Stupid old human, I have already evolved and become the god of the new world." Watanabe Toru put his hands in his pockets, his arrogant temperament was revealed at this time.
"What are you two looking at?" He took his hands out of his trouser pockets.
"Watanabe-san, it's about time for you to graduate from your chuunibyou." Kiyono Rin maintained a sympathetic expression.
"You even know about Chuunibyou now. You've fallen."
"Please say that your knowledge has become broader." Kiyono Rin pointed out the mistake in Watanabe Toru's word choice in a condescending manner.
"Okay, let's go." Miki Kujo interrupted their argument.
Shimokitazawa is denser than Ginza, more down-to-earth than Roppongi, and more lively than Ningyocho. It has everything from vintage clothing stores, drugstores, snack bars, ramen shops, and izakayas.
The roads are narrow, the sky is clear and blue, and the sun shines through the rows of shops.
Occasionally a crow flies by and lands on an electric wire, making the autumn atmosphere seem even more distant.
After walking a few steps, Qingye Rin glanced at Kujo Miki.
"What's wrong?" asked Miki Kujo.
"She said, 'Why don't you hold my hand today?'" said Toru Watanabe, the translator for Seino Rin.
Kiyono Rin first glared at Watanabe Toru with sharp eyes, then turned to Kujo Miki and said:
"Why didn't you deliberately show affection to him today?"
"I held your arm yesterday, today it's your turn to hold mine." Kujo Miki didn't say anything, but stretched out her left arm, "Come on."
"I'm asking you," Qing Ye Lin said word by word, "Why don't you deliberately show intimacy with Watanabe-san in front of me?"
Toru Watanabe took two steps forward, picked up Kiyono Rin's slender wrist, and placed her snow-white hand on Kujo Miki's wrist.
Qingye Rin glared at him.
"If the stalemate continues like this, the people around us will think we are filming a movie." Watanabe Toru spread out his hands and let her look at the people around her who were paying attention to them.
Kiyono Rin still stared at Watanabe Toru with cold eyes.
Most people might have been frightened, but Miki Kujo and Toru Watanabe didn't take it to heart at all. Instead, they were laughing in their hearts.
She never let go of her hand on Kujo Miki's arm.
"I'll go back and take care of him." Kujo Miki comforted Kiyono Rin, and then said to Watanabe Toru in a mocking tone, "Don't be so self-righteous, got it?"
People who have only seen Kujo Miki during the day might think that Watanabe Toru will have a hard time.
Only Watanabe Toru, who has seen the night version of Kujo Miki, knows the real Kujo Miki and how happy she is.
Just like that, yesterday Kujo Miki was holding the arm of Kiyono Rin, and today Kiyono Rin was holding the arm of Kujo Miki.
The two of them "holding each other" do not look like a couple in love, nor do they look like lively and energetic young girls clinging to each other.
Their postures are very graceful, and there is some distance between their bodies.
Shimokitazawa is a neighborhood suitable for literary young people. Watanabe Toru accompanied Koizumi Aona and two others here, and they bought some retro clothes.
Miki Kujo is least interested in retro styles.
Rin Kiyono doesn't care whether it is retro or not, as long as it suits her own aesthetic.
As for Toru Watanabe...
"Here are photo stickers," he said, pointing to the machine on the street.
Whether it is the intricate wires or the photo stickers on the streets, they were almost invisible in the past, but are very popular in the island country.
"I've never used it." Qingye Rin looked at the machine curiously.
Who would go take a photo shoot alone?
"Let's give it a try. " Kujo Miki walked over, and Kiyono Rin, who was holding her arm, followed naturally. Watanabe Toru lifted the curtain for the two young ladies.
Kiyono Rin looked at the machine and the strange photos displayed on it.
"What to choose?" Toru Watanabe asked, having already chosen a huge pink heart with various small stickers as special effects.
Rin Kiyono looked at herself in the camera, with puppy ears on her head and shy icons on both sides of her cheeks.
"I see." She said to herself like a researcher.
"Five shots in a row, hurry up and pose!" Toru Watanabe reminded.
"Five shots in a row? What moves?"
First picture: Kiyono Rin asks; Watanabe Toru pulls Kujo Miki's face left and right
Second picture: Kiyono Rin is stunned; Kujo Miki has a cold murderous look on her face and reaches out to Watanabe Toru
The third picture: Kiyono Rin continues to be stunned; Watanabe Toru bypasses Kujo Miki
The fourth picture: Kiyono Rin regains her composure; Watanabe Toru hides behind Kiyono Rin; Kujo Miki puts her hand on Kiyono Rin's shoulder
The fifth picture: Kiyono Rin is pulled apart by Kujo Miki; Watanabe Toru's face is pinched by Kujo Miki and pulled to both sides.
…
The three of them came out of the photo booth machine, looked at the photos in their hands, looked at each other, and laughed at the same time.
After having dinner together in the evening and sending Kiyono Rin back to her apartment, the two returned to Jimbocho.
"How are you and Rin?" Miki Kujo sat cross-legged in the back seat by the window.
"It's still the same." Toru Watanabe looked out the window. It was a dark night with only a few useless street lights.
"You haven't talked to her?"
"Not yet." Watanabe Toru said, "You just reconciled, and I'm talking about these things. Won't it make you quarrel again?"
"What are you going to do?" asked Miki Kujo.
"Wait a little longer."
The car drove along the street lights and came to the main road, where there were suddenly more lights.
"Is there any way to take her down?" Miki Kujo asked curiously with a smile.
"What else can I do? I'll have to find a chance to tell her my feelings honestly."
"That's all?" Kujo Miki looked disgusted, as if she had more powerful methods than Watanabe Toru.
"I think it's a good idea to be completely honest with an honest person."
"What if she said, 'You can continue your current relationship, but you have to date me'?"
Toru Watanabe stood up and sat next to Miki , which was the seat where Rin Kiyono had just sat.
"Don't worry." He held Kujo Miki's hand.
Kujo Miki smiled and looked straight at him, saying, "I believe in your sense of responsibility."
Watanabe Toru laughed and scratched her waist: "Fox spirit, bad woman."
Although Kujo Miki was ticklish, she did not run away. Instead, she smiled and fell into Watanabe Toru's arms.
Toru Watanabe stopped and looked at her in his arms.
That delicate little face was flushed because of the smile just now.
Miki Kujo tilted her face up, raised her fingers in Watanabe Toru's arms and stroked his lips.
Looking at Kujo Miki who suddenly looked a bit childish, Watanabe Toru couldn't help but take her hand away and kiss her soft lips.
The vehicle began to move quickly, and the night view of Tokyo outside the window became colorful.
On Monday, Toru Watanabe was holding Kiyono Rin's homework and doing homework for himself and Miki Kujo.
Ikki Aoi turned around curiously and looked at Kujo Miki and Kiyono Rin.
Miki Kujo was sleeping with her head down, facing the window. She couldn't see clearly and could only stare at Kiyono Rin.
She has long straight, shiny black hair, slender fingers holding the book, and a fair and pretty face, like the finest white porcelain.
"Ichiki-san?" Kiyono Rin raised her eyes from the book.
She is a person who pays attention to etiquette. Except for Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo, she always looks at people when speaking.
"Oh, sorry!" Ikki Aoi apologized with a red face.
She was just curious at first, because she heard from the brass band that someone saw the three of them shopping together - this was of course not surprising to Ikki Aoi who "knew the inside story", but what was strange was that Kiyono Rin and Kujo Miki were holding hands.
As a result, out of curious observation, he ended up becoming obsessed with the beauty of Kiyono Rin.
"Is there something wrong?" asked Qingye Rin.
"Yes, there is something." Ikki Aoi turned around completely and faced Kiyono Rin.
Qingye Rin frowned slightly. She didn't like being so close to people - the distance of a desk.
"It's like this," Ichiki Aoi, who didn't dare to look directly at Kiyono Rin, didn't notice, "It's already October. The national competition will be at the end of the month, and there are also sports festivals to prepare for in between. We don't have much time, so I would like to ask Kiyono-san to continue to guide us."
Qingye Rin closed the book, put his slender fingertips on his chin, pondered for a moment, and said:
"Because I have an appointment on Sunday, I can only go one day during the weekend."
"That's enough, that's enough!" Ikki Aoi nodded quickly.
"Finally finished! Why are there so many homework assignments on the weekend!" Over there, Toru Watanabe finally finished two people's homework.
Qingye Rin looked over and a smile appeared naturally on the corner of his mouth.
She smiled and said in a tone that was half mocking and half commanding: "From now on, on weekends, we will study together in the morning."
"On behalf of the entire Watanabe family, I agree with your proposal, Councillor Kiyono." Watanabe Toru returned the homework to her and whispered to Kujo Miki, "Councillor Kujo, do you have any opinions?"
After waiting quietly for a while, Councillor Kujo had no opinion - he was not awake.
Miki Kujo found out about this during the third art class.
"Today we are going to sketch an oak tree. Everyone grab your tools and go to the school gate together." The art teacher announced as soon as he walked in.
"Very good!"
"Eh, can't we do it in the art classroom? I don't want to run around."
Some wanted to go, some didn't, but they all took Kent paper, sketch pens, and ink and walked towards the oak tree near the Kamikawa school gate.
The oak tree that has been planted since the founding of the school is said to have been just a seed, but now has a beautiful shape and a huge canopy area.
The forty people in Class Four, Grade Two could all sit under the shade of the tree without any problem.
"Miki," said Toru Watanabe, "Seino-san said that she will be coaching the wind band on Saturdays from now on. On Sunday mornings, the three of us will study together and go out to play in the afternoon."
"Hmm." Miki Kujo did not comment, dipped the tip of the pen in some ink and started painting.
The sunshine is nice today. It occasionally shines through the gaps between the trees, making the white paper shine.
Watanabe Toru is an idiot when it comes to painting, so he won't take it seriously at all - because even if he tries hard, it still won't work.
Toru Watanabe looked at Kujo Miki for a while, and his pen drew the lines, moving smoothly on the drawing paper.
Although she has just started, you can tell how good she is from the smoothness of her lines and the ease of her postures.
Toru Watanabe went to see Rin Kiyono again, wanting to compare their levels.
She looks pretty powerful too, but not as good as Kujo Miki.
but……
Watanabe Toru lowered his gaze to the two legs sticking out from the pleated skirt.
I didn't wear long socks today, but white mid-calf socks - the length is above the ankle and located at the third of the calf.
The skin is delicate, like two green onions with the leaves peeled off;
The lines are graceful and the shape is round. Watanabe Toru has never seen such beautiful legs.
"If you want to sketch well, every stroke is important... Watanabe, please go on." The art teacher suddenly called on the student.
"Because there is no time to smudge and revise. If there is a mistake, the whole work will be ruined." Watanabe Toru's reaction is so quick and his brain is so smart. Those legs are so charming. I really want to touch them.
"Yeah." The art teacher continued, saying that he was tired, so he took out the plastic bottle, took a sip, and then put the bottle back under his armpit.
Qing Ye Lin raised her head and glanced at Watanabe Toru - "How long do you want to see it?"
Watanabe Toru returned her glance - 'I'm learning how to draw.'
Qing Ye Lin lowered his eyes, looked at his legs, and then looked at Watanabe Toru - "You want me to expose you?"
Watanabe Toru looked at her legs, then looked at her - 'I don't want to, but I want to see.'
Kiyono Rin turned her gaze to Kujo Miki, but before she could translate, Watanabe Toru quickly withdrew his gaze and began to write furiously.
But after a while, he said, "Done!"
He held up the paper and said in an intoxicated tone, "The lines of the tree trunk are perfect. I am very satisfied."
Miki Kujo looked over and sneered.
"Not good-looking?" Toru Watanabe looked as if the other person had no taste.
"It looks good." Miki Kujo nodded with a smile.
Watanabe Toru's paintings... Have you seen the trees drawn by kindergarten children? The kind with wavy lines to draw the tree crowns?
"Give it here." Miki Kujo waved her hand and Toru Watanabe handed her the drawing paper.
"Even if you draw casually, it will be different if you add perspective," she began to revise the painting. "Do you know perspective?"
"I definitely don't have that ability! Even if I did, I wouldn't use it to paint!"
"...Forget it." At this moment, Kujo Miki was acting like a female painter, "I hope my child's artistic talent can be inherited from me in the future."
"...I think that makes sense." Watanabe Toru agreed.
