Chapter 351 From North to South, from Hokkaido to Tokyo

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On November 4th, late at night in Hokkaido, Toru Watanabe snuggled in the fair, tender and warm arms of Aona Koizumi.

Koizumi Aona gently stroked his hair with her ten fingers.

There was silence all around, and Toru Watanabe gradually came back to his senses.

"Teacher Qingnai, is it okay?"

"It's okay." Koizumi Aona blushed.

Watanabe Toru murmured “hmm” softly, and added with a smile in his voice: “It seems too late to ask now.”

After a moment of silence, Koizumi Aina's whispered voice came:

"I calculated my menstrual cycle."

Watanabe Toru was stunned for a moment, then raised his head. Koizumi Aona turned her face away, leaving her red profile and ears to him.

"I see." he said.

The question I asked just now about whether it mattered or not was, "We agreed to wait until he graduated, but ended up doing it earlier, is that okay?", not about the matter related to the menstrual cycle.

But it is definitely something to be aware of.

He lowered his head again and used his face to feel Koizumi Aona's soft and warm skin.

"I love you, Aina."

"...I love you, too." Koizumi Aona hugged Watanabe Toru tightly, "I have loved you since I was sixteen."

Watanabe Toru stood up and held her in his arms.

Aona Koizumi lay in Toru Watanabe's arms, stroking his cheek, as if to confirm whether this was reality or a dream.

In a trance, Toru Watanabe saw Aona Koizumi wearing school uniform in her again, Aona Koizumi when she was sixteen years old.

How he wished he had given her a hug when she was sixteen .

I want to hold her hand and spend my youth with her.

"What's wrong?" Koizumi Aona noticed Watanabe Toru's expression.

"I think of you when you were sixteen." Watanabe Toru said, "I will keep that letter forever."

"It doesn't matter if you throw it away." Koizumi Aona said with a pout.

After writing such a sentimental letter, she left at the beginning, and now she feels embarrassed to stay here - even though the letter was written by her.

But what about secretly watching Watanabe Toru, what about going to Tokyo, just think about it in your mind! Really!

Along with shame and embarrassment, her heart was filled with happiness and peace.

Ten years later, she had forgotten Toru Watanabe, didn't remember what happened in that month, and still had never fallen in love with anyone. But her dream finally came true.

"Teacher, can you tell me what happened after you returned?"

"Um."

Aona Koizumi's high school life was very boring. If it weren't for Akiko and Miyazaki Miyuki, it would even be so boring that it could be described as "studying even when eating."

With Akiko and Miyuki Miyazaki, the three of them studied together, and when they got tired, they would take a flashlight and climb up the mountain to shout.

"What are you shouting?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"It's just some words I use to vent my stress from studying." Thinking of the past, a smile appeared on Koizumi Aona's face.

She still remembered that the first time they climbed up the mountain to shout, they were wearing sandals. When they came down the mountain, all three of them had their feet bruised.

Later I learned my lesson and started wearing sneakers.

"Something to vent about? Tell me?"

"It's pretty common, the ones you can think of."

"I don't have any study pressure, I don't know what it's like normally."

Koizumi Aona clenched her fists and punched Watanabe Toru lightly on the chest in dissatisfaction.

"'I have to go to Tokyo,' 'I want to go to the University of Tokyo,' 'Go to hell with math,' and so on," she said.

"That 'old lady' is Teacher Akiko, right?" Watanabe Toru confirmed.

Koizumi Aona hit him again.

"Ah, I remember now." Watanabe Toru responded, "The sixteen-year-old Aonai is a very tough girl, so the 'old lady' is her."

"I'm not tough." Being with Watanabe Toru, Koizumi Aona seemed to be back to the age of sixteen. "In the words of the teacher, I'm just a little free and easy."

"Freedom? What you did to my body in the cloakroom can be considered freedom?" Toru Watanabe asked with a smile.

"You know?!" Koizumi Aona suddenly raised her upper body.

"Know what?" Toru Watanabe looked at her puzzledly.

"I've heard it! Humph, if you know it, you know it." Koizumi Aina, with a red face, simply gave up and reached down, "I did it, what do you want to do?"

"Teacher, pay attention to your image."

"Lightly? More importantly?"

"Well - it just happens, teacher, you are a genius."

"How can there be a genius in this area!"

On November 5th, Toru Watanabe woke up and gently woke up Aona Koizumi in his arms.

She wanted to go back last night, but was kept by Toru Watanabe.

The two agreed that when Watanabe Toru went for a morning run, he would wake her up so that he could return to his room before everyone else woke up.

"What time is it?" Aona Koizumi was lying in the quilt with hazy eyes, looking very cute.

"Five o'clock." Watanabe heard other voices, "It's snowing outside."

"It's snowing?" Koizumi Aina suddenly lost most of her sleepiness. "This is the first snow in Hakodate this year."

"It's the beginning of the year today, and it didn't snow in Hakodate? That would be the first snow today, right?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"Hateful." Koizumi Aona rolled her eyes at him, then stood up happily.

On the tatami, the cup of tea she drank last night was overturned; her yukata was thrown aside casually; and the book by Toru Watanabe had somehow ended up at the edge of the bedroom.

As she bent down to pick up her yukata , Koizumi Aona's memory gradually became clearer.

Last night when she was distracted, she seemed to have kicked something.

"Did I kick him away?" She was overwhelmed with shame.

Putting on her yukata, she walked to the window and lifted a corner of the curtain without even fastening her belt.

In the dark night sky, with the lights of the hotel, crystal snowflakes slowly fell from the sky.

From behind her long hair, Toru Watanabe admired Koizumi Aona's slender waist and the lines of her hips, and his heart began to boil again.

He got up from the bed, walked behind Koizumi Aona, and put his arms around her waist.

"Watanabe?" Koizumi Aona wanted to grab his hand that was reaching down, but her legs were too weak so she had to hold on to the window frame.

"Shh——" Toru Watanabe blew his breath into her ear.

"It's so quiet, if I shout, others will hear me." His voice was a little hoarse because he tried his best to keep it down.

Or perhaps, his voice became hoarse because of Koizumi Aona's gradually warming and moistening body.

Koizumi Aona slightly opened her legs and her shoulders rose and fell.

…

Watanabe Toru's movements gradually slowed down.

"It's okay, they're about to wake up." Koizumi Aona said while panting.

"Teacher Qingnai, can you wear the school uniform when you go back?"

"No!" Koizumi Aona put on her underwear and said firmly.

It seems that this pleasure should be left for a bright future.

Aona Koizumi put on her yukata, tidied up the bedding and room for Toru Watanabe, and left carefully.

Toru Watanabe took a shower, changed his clothes, and went out for a morning run.

That morning, the five people enjoyed a hearty breakfast at the hotel.

"Aona, you're so slow." Akiko said to Aona Koizumi, who arrived at the restaurant the latest.

"Sorry." Koizumi Aona said with a smile.

The simple syllables are full of vitality, like being accompanied by a bright and lively musical melody.

The movement of her sitting down next to Watanabe Toru was like a refreshing morning breeze blowing in from the window.

"Watanabe, would you like orange juice or milk?" Her voice was full of energy.

"Orange juice."

Koizumi Aona's movements in pouring orange juice into the cup were also neat and clean.

"What's wrong?" Akiko looked at her curiously. She always felt that she was in a very good mood and looked radiant.

"Hmm?" Koizumi Aona asked in confusion, and then said to Asuhi Mai, "Mai, what about you?"

"milk."

"good."

"Are you so happy about the snow?" Akiko asked puzzled.

"It has nothing to do with the snow." Miyuki Miyazaki poured herself some milk.

"Why is that?" Akiko turned her head and looked at Miyazaki Miyuki.

"You'll know when you have a boyfriend."

"What do you mean? Do you look down on me? I have a lot of admirers, okay? Also, if I didn't eat, live, sleep and even work with you guys, would I still be single? I..."

"Milk, orange juice?" Miyuki Miyazaki asked directly, completely ignoring what Akiko was saying.

"Milk!" replied Akiko.

Miyuki Miyazaki pours milk for Akiko.

After enjoying a hearty breakfast, before returning to Tokyo, the five of them carried their luggage and held umbrellas and went to a place called "Romantic House".

The interior looks like a huge warehouse for parking airplanes.

Under the bright ceiling lights, there are tables, and on each table there are piles of ornaments, including various music boxes, glassware, etc.

The girls were dazzled by the sight, and Toru Watanabe also bought two things - a green frog sitting on a white toilet and a pink pig carrying a green frog on its back.

After leaving the "Romantic House", the five people headed to the airport and left Hokkaido, where they had stayed for three days, in the first snow in Hakodate.

"It's time to go to work again." As the plane took off, Akiko immediately lost his spirit.

"Let's wait until winter." Koizumi Aona said with a soft smile.

"I want to see red-faced monkeys bathing in hot springs, go skiing, and visit the northernmost part of Hokkaido..."

Everyone fell asleep as Akiko planned their next trip.

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In November, the maximum daily temperature in Tokyo is still 20 degrees, so there is no need to wear a sweater or a hat like in Hakodate.

However, the air quality is somewhat worse than that of Hokkaido, which is sparsely populated.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what happens, it doesn't matter that Godzilla emerges from Tokyo Bay, and it doesn't matter that Toru Watanabe is on his way to Jimbocho.

After telling the taxi driver the address, he remembered to check whether Kujo Miki was in Jimbocho.

What if she is with Kujo Maki, or Kiyono Yuuko, or with Kiyono Rin?

"Meiji, I'm back." He dialed the phone.

"Yeah." Kujo Miki's voice was lazy.

"Just got up? It's almost afternoon now."

"I know. Ah——" Yawn.

"I'm going to Jimbocho now."

"Instead of making phone calls, why not take the bus back earlier?"

"Already in the car."

When they arrived at the villa, Toru Watanabe got out of the car and walked inside hurriedly. For the first time, he did not respond to the maids' greetings.

In the yard, the [roses] are still blooming and the [queen] is chirping on the banana tree.

When I walked into the living room, I saw Miki Kujo walking slowly down from the second floor.

"Miji!" Toru Watanabe ran up and hugged her.

"What are you doing?" Miki Kujo turned her face away in disgust.

"Miss you."

"We've only been apart for two days."

"Miss you."

"Are you a child who can't leave your mother?"

"I miss you, I miss you, I miss you."

After a pause, Kujo Miki asked sarcastically, "How much do you miss it?"

“When I see something fun, I want you to see it too. When I eat something delicious, I want you to taste it too. I imagine your reaction, whether you like it as much as I do, and whether you are happy too.”

"Nothing."

"Yeah." Watanabe Toru hugged Kujo Miki's slender body tightly and sniffed her scent. "Now, I want to share everything with you. I can't live without you."

Jiujo Miki looked disdainful and said contemptuously:

"What a fool..."

She put her arms around Watanabe Toru's waist.

"…I miss you too."

We were only apart for two days, but it felt like a long time had passed.

There were several times when she wanted to fly directly to see him, or call him and order him to come back immediately regardless of anyone's mood.

Toru Watanabe searches for Miki Kujo's lips.

"You want to stay here?" Kujo Miki's nostalgic snow-white fingers blocked his lips.

Although the maids in the living room were not looking at this side, one could feel that they cared about the two of them.

"Go back to the room!" Toru Watanabe used a princess hug to pick up his princess, Kujo Miki.

…

The two of them faced each other tenderly, looking at each other and saying sweet words, immersed in the vague joy of love.

"Tell me what happened in the past few days." Kujo Miki's tone was relaxed.

When Watanabe Toru was not around, she felt like she was not herself, just an empty shell. It was not until he came back that the empty shell finally took on substance.

"I got off the plane at nine in the morning, and I'm going to..."

Watanabe Toru gave a general account of what happened in Hokkaido, not even skipping over the two nights, but simply explaining what happened in one sentence.

"You seem to be having a great time. Two nights and two people." Kujo Miki said sarcastically.

"I know you will be unhappy if I tell you, but I don't want to hide it from you." Watanabe Toru stroked her delicate face, "What should I do?"

"Don't tell me about those two things in the future. I don't want to listen." Kujo Miki leaned into his arms.

"good."

"… You must report everything about Rin to me, and be specific about every word."

"There's nothing between me and her."

"You miss me so much, not her?" Miki Kujo turned over, rode on Toru Watanabe, and scratched his face with her hair.

"Itchy." Toru Watanabe reached out to take away her hair.

"Don't move." Kujo Miki held his hand and ordered, "This is your punishment."

Watanabe Toru had to hold back the itchiness on his face: "Do you want to hear the truth, or something happy?"

"Just say it."

"Of course I do." Watanabe Toru said, "But she is different from you."

"What's the difference?" Miki Kujo gently slid her hair across his lips.

It was the first time that Toru Watanabe knew that lips could also be ticklish.

"No matter how good the relationship is, she is a friend after all. I can only think about her for a moment and then immediately divert my attention. But you and I are family, so I can think about you as much as I want. Who knows that the more I think about you, the more I miss you."

"If you missed me so much, why didn't I see you call me?" Kujo Miki sneered.

"It's a rare opportunity for me to be with Mai-senpai and Aona-sensei, so I thought it would be better not to call you. But on the first night, I couldn't help myself and sent you a photo."

"You're with me, but you're also secretly sending photos to other women?"

"Absolutely not!" Because it was too itchy, Watanabe Toru held Kujo Miki's hair in his mouth.

Jiujo Miki looked at him with disdain and said, "You don't miss me the next night?"

"Yes." Watanabe Toru told the truth, "Didn't we send messages to each other at the same time on the first night? So the next day I wanted to wait until you sent me the message first."

He took the hair out of his mouth and looked up at Kujo Miji. Kujo Miji looked down at him, both of them with deep affection and joy in their eyes.

Watanabe continued:

"Although I didn't send it, while I was waiting, I had already thought about the next chat with you for an hour, and started with 'Miss me?'"

"And then we get into this argument about 'does sending the message first mean you miss the other person more?'

" It's not a big deal." Watanabe Toru smiled, "You think so too?"

"Yes, it's a pity that I waited all night but didn't get any news from someone."

"Teacher Aonai came during the meeting."

"So you forgot about me?"

"I apologize."

Kujo Miki got off Watanabe Toru, lay on her side on the bed, pointed to the cloakroom in the bedroom and said:

"Go ahead and pick out a dress to wear."

"……ah?"