Chapter 347 Love Talk and Wall Dong
On Saturday morning, Tamamo Yoshimi came to school earlier than usual.
The corridor was as quiet as a ruin, with only the sound of her footsteps.
Just when she thought she was the first one to arrive, the sound of musical instruments came from afar.
The melody is gentle and delicate, and the tone is clear and transparent, it is an oboe.
It was so beautiful, Tamamo was so beautiful that I couldn’t help but stop.
After listening for a while, she suddenly remembered Watanabe Toru's oboe last year, which sounded like God's sigh.
Why didn't I notice such a beautiful voice at that time? Why did I only think about how bad the other person was?
Perhaps there will never be another summer when we can listen to such melodious music at any time.
The sound of the oboe suddenly stopped, and Tamamo Yomi came back to her senses, and quickly put away her lost mood.
"This voice... um——" She walked, recalling, "Horikita... Horikita Mai!"
This petite little girl with a peculiar laugh who spent the whole day catching Pokémon on her phone left a deeper impression on her than the others.
Walking into the music classroom, she sat down, opened the music sheet and started practicing.
Every time a member walked in, she would say his or her name in her mind.
'Yuri Tazawa...Shoko Dohashi...Yuri Miyoshi...Ogawa...Ogawa——'
She looked around, quietly took out her cell phone, and checked the list she had taken from Hayami Kaoru.
'Natsuko Ogawa! Natsuko Ogawa! '
'The short-haired Natsuko Ogawa! The clarinet-playing Natsuko Ogawa! The average-looking Natsuko Ogawa! '
Like memorizing English vocabulary, his lips opened and closed silently and quickly.
"I got 96 on the English test yesterday."
Tamamo Haomei was startled by the sudden male voice and her cell phone almost slipped from her hands.
Turning around, I saw Toru Watanabe standing beside me.
He wore a white shirt and a brand new black suit jacket.
Whether it's the school uniform or the casual and natural hair, they are both more handsome and fashionable than the male models that Tamamo Yoshimi has seen in magazines.
That face that never smiles must be suitable for being an idol.
Tamamo was so beautiful that I was mesmerized.
Although she didn't want to admit it, she had been judging people by their appearance since kindergarten and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
She has very strict aesthetic standards for the opposite sex. If Watanabe Toru is not good-looking enough, she would not even bother to say anything bad and would have forgotten about him long ago.
"I'm back to my senses."
"What are you doing?! You scared Haomi to death!" Tamamo Haomi cursed, put away her phone angrily, and then flipped through the music score simply to ease her shyness.
Even though this guy is annoying, which girl can stand him suddenly getting so close to her?
"Has the minister's matter been confirmed?" Watanabe Toru ignored her attitude.
"It's confirmed." Tamamo Yomi responded dryly.
"I look forward to your performance." Watanabe Toru was about to leave, but when he turned around, he suddenly remembered something and said, "The club is important, but we can't ignore grades."
"Is there any solution?" It was clearly a question, but the tone sounded like an interrogation.
Watanabe Toru stopped and said, "Listen to the teacher."
When it comes to learning methods, even if he is the best in the country, he will not be more professional than professional teachers in this regard.
Before Tamamo Haomei could open her mouth to mock him, he said:
"There is no method, but here is a small suggestion - don't compare your grades with those of people from other schools. Comfort yourself that even if you take summer tutoring classes at Shenchuan, you are still better than most people. You need to just focus on Shenchuan."
Toru Watanabe has been doing this.
He had no idea how well or poorly other students in the class performed in the exam, nor did he know how many of them made it into the top 100 in the country. His target was always on Kiyono Rin and Kujo Miki.
After the exam, I took the two test papers and analyzed them to see where they lost points, and then reminded myself not to make mistakes.
"Everyone knows this." Tamamo Haomi, who has been making excuses for herself all the time, said stubbornly.
"That's all. Keep up the good work."
Toru Watanabe returned to the front of the classroom where Rin Kiyono was.
"I don't recommend you do this." Qingye Rin said while looking at the music score.
"do what?"
"Comfort and encourage girls." Kiyono Rin turned her head to look at Watanabe Toru.
"You have excellent grades and look..." She looked Watanabe Toru up and down, "Not bad. If you continue to be so gentle to others like you were just now, it will only cause trouble."
"R-san, I have a question." said Toru Watanabe.
"Um."
"Excuse me: What does it take for you to be considered good-looking?"
"Not lying?"
“Why is it a question?”
"Have you ever seen anyone who doesn't lie except me?" Qingno Rin looked at Watanabe Toru with a look that said 'do better'.
"That makes sense." Watanabe Toru nodded, "Except for not lying?"
Qingye Rin put her hand on her chin, as if she was thinking deeply.
"Toru Watanabe, Toru Watanabe." Toru Watanabe reminded in a low voice.
Qingye Rin came back to her senses and smiled beautifully.
She said: "And there is Toru Watanabe. As long as it is Toru Watanabe, only Toru Watanabe looks acceptable to me."
"Kiyono-san doesn't lie, right?"
"I won't lie." Qingye Rin affirmed.
"So I really am 'okay' in appearance?"
Qing Ye Lin's eyes turned cold, staring at Watanabe Toru, then he turned his eyes back to the music score and said:
"If you want to know what you look like, go to the window yourself."
"Windows can't be used as mirrors during the day," said Toru Watanabe.
"I want you to jump down, so that after you die you can take a good look at yourself with your soul." Qingye Rin said without raising her head.
"Hey, Kiyono-san, I always thought you were the epitome of beauty, the incarnation of God."
"Thank you. I have always thought that Watanabe-san is the real-life version of the hero in the novel who possesses wisdom and a sense of humor."
"Say a little more, and I'll forgive you for your sharp tongue just now."
"He has a clear and pleasant voice, speaks humorously, and has a good temperament. His hands are very big and beautiful. He is not only good at studying, but also very handsome."
“…More.”
"Sometimes when I think of you, I feel like an electric shock. Many people, including me, want to marry someone like Watanabe."
"Continue, continue." Watanabe Toru could hardly control the corners of his mouth.
"I want to marry you." Qingye Rin tucked her hair behind her ears, raised her pretty little face, looked at Watanabe Toru and said.
"Uh-huh." Watanabe Toru turned his head and looked towards the music classroom, raising his voice, "Woodwind section, assemble in the overhead corridor on the fifth floor."
Looking at Watanabe Toru who was pretending nothing had happened, Kiyono Rin couldn't help but smile.
After Toru Watanabe left with the woodwind group, she rested her elbows on the podium , holding a pen in her right hand and covering her forehead with her left hand.
"Is it because you've been with Watanabe for too long? You actually said something like that."
She tapped the floor of the music classroom with her toes of her right foot, which was wearing indoor shoes, shyly.
During the lunch break, Toru Watanabe continued to paint, painting Kiyono Rin reading a book by the window.
That painting...
"Not to mention other parts, my hands are jagged?" After reading it, Qingye Rin said while hugging his arms.
"Mr. Kiyono, do you know Picasso's 'Three Musicians'? The hands in it are jagged. This is a tribute to the master." Toru Watanabe said righteously.
"Picasso's painting of his lover, Dora and the Kitten, sold for $95.216 million. Mr. Watanabe, how much can you sell this painting for?"
"900 million...US dollars!" Toru Watanabe raised his right hand.
He put down his right hand and raised his left hand: "900 million US dollars once, 900 million US dollars twice, 900 million US dollars three times! Deal!"
He held up the tablet with both hands, like holding up a painting, and introduced it to Kiyono Rin: "900 million US dollars, Kiyono-san."
Qingye Rin stretched out her slender fingers to the tablet and deleted the picture with a light swipe.
"…That's $900 million, Seino-san."
"Really?"
In the afternoon, they continued to help with the wind band training until 5:30, when they left school.
The next week, the sports festival began.
The Human Observation Club did not participate in this club competition, and Toru Watanabe did not want to bully his classmates by relying on his superior physical fitness.
After the sports festival, time passed slowly into late October.
"The days left for us to stay in school are getting fewer and fewer." After lunch in the club room at noon, Toru Watanabe painted the autumn scenery outside the window.
"High school has its own happiness, and college and society have their own fun." Kiyono Rin is reading Keigo Higashino's "After School."
Since Karuizawa in August, she started reading mystery and suspense novels, because the traditional literature she liked was no longer available for the time being.
"He doesn't care about youth, he just feels sorry for the time spent wearing school uniforms." Today, Miki Kujo suddenly felt like tying Kiyono Rin's hair.
Kiyono Rin's hair was shiny and straight, and it slid down like black water in Kujo Miki's fair and delicate hands.
Watanabe Toru painted for a while, then stopped staring at the two people and said, "Looking at you like this, I can do nothing until the oak tree dies of old age."
"An oak tree can live for four hundred years." Qingye Rin reminded someone to face reality and not overestimate one's own abilities.
"That's right, it's a pity that you won't live that long." Watanabe Toru said, "When you die, I will find a place to bury myself."
"You don't have to trouble yourself," Kujo Miki held Kiyono Rin's hair, "Before I die, I will kill you first and let you be buried with me. Okay, take a look."
Qingye Rin glanced at the mirror on the beech table and saw her hair was in a high ponytail.
Even a literary girl like Kiyono Rin looks a bit like a sporty girl at this moment.
Toru Watanabe's eyes swept across her snow-white slender neck that was exposed because her hair was tied up. It gave him the feeling that it must be very fragrant, very soft, and very delicious.
"How is it?" asked Miki Kujo.
"It's just a ponytail." Qingye Rin said nonchalantly.
"What about this?" Kujo Miki was busy again, and she seemed to be enjoying it as if she was playing with a Barbie doll's dress-up.
"Average." said Qingye Rin.
"This..." Watanabe Toru hesitated.
Kiyono Rin looked at him in confusion, while Kujo Miki was smiling.
At this time, Kiyono Rin's hairstyle was a whole strand of hair draped over the collarbone, which was a very dangerous lady's hairstyle.
The so-called danger is just a joke. Having this hairstyle makes people look gentle and very homely.
In anime where faces are almost identical, you can only recognize people by their hairstyle, clothes, and accessories.
After looking at Toru Watanabe's eyes, Kiyono Rin knew that there was definitely something wrong with this hairstyle.
"I'll help you too." She closed the book, put it next to the mirror, and stood up.
"Okay." Kujo Miki said in a melodious tone, not caring at all.
After Kujo Miki sat down, Kiyono Rin stood behind her and put his hands into her long hair.
Miki Kujo's hair is gorgeous, with a slightly princess cut, and is Mrs. Kujo's specialty.
When he was in Karuizawa, the reason why Toru Watanabe refused to let Mrs. Kujo cut his hair was because he was worried that she would give him a princess cut - the princess cut for boys, commonly known as a bowl cut.
While Kiyono Rin was braiding Kujo Miki's hair, a fallen leaf blew in from the window.
"The first fallen leaf in Tokyo in autumn." Watanabe Toru stretched out his index and middle fingers and easily pinched the leaf in the air, "To the beautiful princess, my Meiji."
Miki Kujo kept her upper body still to make it easier for Rin Kiyono to tie her hair, and reached out to take the leaf.
Facing the sunlight outside the window, the leaves become transparent and the veins can be seen clearly.
"For my little sister Rin." She used the leaf as a bookmark and put it in the book "After School" that Rin was reading just now.
"You're just going to put the unwanted trash in my book?" asked Qingye Rin.
Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo laughed at the same time. They were indeed that bad.
If they are not very rich and have to take out the garbage themselves, I am afraid there will be a war of sweet words over who should take out the garbage, such as "I ask you to take out the garbage because I want you to go out for a walk, lose weight, I love you" and so on.
"Okay." Qingye Rin stopped.
Kujo Miki picked up the mirror and looked around.
The simple act of looking in the mirror reveals the difference in their personalities.
"So unfashionable." Miki Kujo said with disdain.
"I did it on purpose." Qingye Rin said with a smile.
There are two braids, draped over the chest.
"In the girls' comics I read, the heroines are usually like this," said Toru Watanabe. "The heroes are more fashionable than each other, and then the two of them occasionally make out against each other, and the hero falls in love with the heroine."
"Girls' comics?" Kiyono Rin expressed surprise at Watanabe Toru's reading taste.
"In order to pursue Meiji, I watched everything," said Toru Watanabe.
"Come to think of it, we haven't done a wall-bang before?" Miki Kujo played with her braids.
Toru Watanabe put down the tablet, lifted his hair like the male protagonist of a girls' comic, and walked towards Kujo Miki in a handsome manner.
“No, don’t.” Oscar-winning actress Miki Kujo immersed herself in the role in a second.
She put her hands on her chest and looked surprisingly weak. Watanabe Toru felt warm again and wanted to try it in the bedroom.
He walked up to Kujo Miki, grabbed her hand "uncertainly", pulled her up, and then pushed her against the wall.
"My name is Toru Watanabe." He grabbed Kujo Miki's right hand with his left hand and pressed it against the wall.
"Only you, I want you to call me Toru." He lifted up Kujo Miki's seductive chin with his right hand.
His movements, his voice, his eyes, except for Kujo Miki and Kiyono Rin, were enough to conquer all the women in the world - Toru Watanabe was so fascinating at this moment.
"My name is Kujo Miki." Kujo Miki turned her face away shyly.
"Meiji."
"…Watanabe-kun."
Watanabe Toru said "Hmm?" in a gentle but commanding tone.
"……thorough."
"You two." Qingye Rin looked at the two of them coldly.
Watanabe Toru laughed playfully twice and let go of Kujo Miki, who also smiled.
"It's over." Watanabe Toru said, "Miji, we've only been dating for a year, has the novelty worn off? Even the wall-banging didn't make my heart beat faster."
Kujo Miki wasn't gentle at all, all she said was a commanding "Hmm?"
"What I mean is: our love is not getting cold, but it has solidified and will never change."
"You're so smooth-talking." Miki Kujo sneered at first, then laughed, as if to say: That's pretty good.
"You two." Qingye Rin looked at the two of them coldly.
"I'm sorry, I forgot about Rin." Kujo Miki smiled and looked at her from the side. "It seems that the love between Watanabe and I has really solidified. Once we start chatting, we ignore other people."
Qingye Rin's cold eyes suddenly thawed. It didn't mean that she was not angry. Instead, it meant that she was really angry, just like a flame turning from orange to blue.
"Watanabe-san," Lord Kiyonokami smiled gently, "Who do you love the most?"
"I want to know too." Kujo Miki asked with a smile.
"...I love Yangzhou fried rice. Do you know Yangzhou fried rice? I ate it once in Takamatsu City, Shikoku. It tasted great. I still miss it...I'm telling the truth. Don't look at me like that. I'm really scared."
