I Loaded the Love Game

November 17th, Tuesday, lunch break.

　　 "Watanabe, let's go!"

　　 "I see." Watanabe responded with a sigh.

　　 Seeing his reluctance, Kunai Xiu was a little puzzled, and asked him, "If you don't want to, just say no to Koizumi?"

　　 "There are things that only I can do."

　　 "Commissioner of the Courage Test Conference, is such an amazing profession?" Saito Keisuke, a newly appointed logistics committee member, said.

　　 "What do you think?" Watanabe could not tell.

　　 While talking, the three of them walked out of the classroom of Class Four a year and walked towards the meeting room of the Student Union.

　　 On the corridor, many people are in the same direction as them.

　　 At noon on the second day when Toru Watanabe became a member of the Test Conference, the Student Union convened all relevant members for a meeting.

　　 The student council meeting room of Kamikawa High School is not a simple version of the desks.

　　 Oval solid wood table and exquisite backrest chair are more luxurious than the meeting rooms of many ordinary companies or offices.

　　 Watanabe Toru and the three randomly searched for a location, and before the meeting began, they talked about the free activities of camping-whether they were going fishing or skiing.

　　 "Watanabe-kun~"

　　 Watanabe Toru looked at the source of the sound, but saw nothing.

　　 "I'm here~" The voice came from the other side this time.

　　 He turned his head to look again, she was a lively and hearty girl with a cute bob head and a cute round face.

　　The eyes are large and crescent-shaped.

　　 "Are you?" Watanabe Toru did not recognize her.

　　 "No way?" The girl covered her mouth in disbelief, "I'm Nana~"

　　 "Nana..." Watanabe remembered who this person was, but still said, "Sorry, I don't know you, may I ask you who?"

　　 With the lesson of Mai-senpai Asuna, he decided to be colder to any woman, which is good for both parties.

　　The girl clasped her hands behind her skirt, and put her hands together:

　　 "It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, just call me Nana, please advise, Watanabe-kun~"

　　 "......"

　　 Except for Miki, he didn't even call Kiyono Rin's name, what was this woman thinking.

　　 "Chairman Miyashita Miyaki, what's the matter with you?" Watanabe Toru did not pretend.

　　 "Huh? Did you know me? Just now? 　 Did you deliberately tease me?"

　　Miyashita 柰柰 once again put his hands behind the skirt? 　 Tilted his head slightly, eyebrows bent into crescents? 　 asked Watanabe with a thorough smile:

　　 "Watanabe-kun? 　 Don't you like me?"

　　 "...You can't scare me, I have seen someone more narcissistic than you."

　　 "Are you kidding me again? 　 There can be no one more narcissistic than me~" Miyashita Tsuiji waved his hand, unbelief.

　　 "Do you know Rin Kiyano? That guy's narcissism? 　Is the hopeless level." Watanabe Toru said.

　　 "So I was in Watanabe-san's mind? 　 This is the image." The clear voice, accompanied by the awe-inspiring footsteps, gradually approached.

　　 Watanabe keeps his eyes fixed, and he certainly doesn't appear flustered.

　　 He looked at the president of the student council? 　 continued: "Although narcissistic? 　 But Kiyono-san is indeed a rare beautiful girl, and it is not too much to say that it is unique."

　　 "It's unique?"

　　 Watanabe Toru's face suddenly collapsed, and he was going to be more flustered and flustered.

　　Looking closely, Miyashita Tsukiji smiled very happily, while Kunai Shuo and Saito Keisuke? 　 kept winking at him, and his eyes were almost crooked.

　　 Watanabe turned back slowly? 　 raised his gaze.

　　I don’t know when, not only Kiyo Rin is here? 　Ms. Kujo is also there.

　　 It was too late to think about the reasons why the two of them appeared here.

　　 "Miki, listen to me..."

　　 "The new student chairperson turned out to be you." Miki Kujo looked at Miyashita Miyashita? 　 her hand reached out to Watanabe Toru's ear.

　　 "I have a fluke in winning the election." Miyashita waved his hand humbly? 　 "Kujo classmates are merciful? 　What's the school, we can discuss, our family is not comparable to the Jiujo family."

　　 "There is nothing to discuss with you, just stay away from this guy." While talking, Miki Kujo glanced at Watanabe Toru who was twisted by her ears.

　　Miyashita Nana looked at Watanabe Toru who made a painful expression, and couldn't help laughing:

　　 "Of course, who doesn't know now, Watanabe-kun is the future son-in-law of the Kujo family."

　　 Miki Kujo sneered, without moving her head, she glanced at Kiyino Rin with her icy eyes, "Isn't there one of them."

　　 "It hurts! It hurts!" Feeling the increasing intensity of the ears, Watanabe Toru hurriedly shouted exaggeratedly.

　　 Kiyano Rin lifted the long hair on his shoulders and smiled noncommittal.

　　 "The Kujo clan and Kiyono clan are about to break? Great!" Nana Miyoshita said happily, "the two companies need to cooperate in the future, please consider our Miyashita clan!"

　　 "Nothing about your family."

　　 "Why not be whimsical, Miyashita-senpai, Kiyono's business has nothing to do with me."

"That's it." Miyoshita was a little disappointed. After seeing Watanabe Toru, his eyes lit up again. "Watanabe-kun, I can only ask you. Could you please make them fascinated by them, and then, from now on break!"

　　 "Do you think I still have a chance? At the moment, I can't protect myself." Watanabe pointed to the white and delicate hand on his ear.

　　 Kujo Miki bent down.

　　 That small and delicate face was attached to Watanabe Toru's face.

　　 "Are you going to do it if you don't want to protect yourself?" The heat pouring from her soft lips fell on Watanabe Toru's ears.

　　 "Kujo-kun," Rin Kiyono looked at the two people who were about to stick together, "I said "no revenge" yesterday, do you regret it today?"

　　 "If I remember correctly, revenge is forbidden after the fact, right?" Kujo Miki glanced at her.

　　 Kiyino Rin put his hand on his chin, lowered his head in thought, as if he was reminiscing what he said yesterday.

　　 After three seconds, she said, "This is also one of the manifestations of unconfidence, right? It must be recorded in the activity record of human observation."

　　 Kujo Miki narrowed her eyes slightly and loosened the hand that was twisting Watanabe's ear.

　　 Watanabe Toru found out that the noisy meeting room just now was already silent.

　　 "What can I do, who made me like this bad guy so much." Kujo Miki looked at Watanabe softly and adjusted the tie position for him, "I feel very uncomfortable when I think of someone trying to **** me."

　　'S tone was mild at first, but in the end, only the cold killing intent remained.

　　 "Kujo-kun, you are uncomfortable. For me, it's something to be happy about." Kiyono Rin returned with the same temperatureless smile.

　　Miyashita Makizaki looked at the two people back and forth, and suddenly said with a smile: "Watanabe-kun, as a party, don't you say a few words?"

This guy......

　　 Toru Watanabe seemed to see the fox tail protruding from behind the skirt of the student union.

　　 "It's been so long since the lunch break, let's start the meeting quickly!" he said.

　　 It seems that Nana Miyashita puffed up her cheeks with dissatisfaction because she didn't get a satisfactory answer.

　　 However, Rin Kiyano and Miki Kujo no longer plan to continue the quarrel. They sat in their seats, and she couldn't help it.

　　 Miyashita Nana returned to the top and looked at the number of people.

　　 "The members of each class are all here, then we will start today's meeting."

　　 "First of all, it is about the specific planning of winter camping activities. Each group please submit it to the student union before this Friday."

　　 "Then the budget, if the event plan is passed, the budget..."

　　 said above, the following small movements continued.

　　 Toru Watanabe glared at Kuniisuke and Saito Keisuke, complaining that the two of them didn't say aloud to remind themselves that their eyes were encrypted.

　　 Then, regardless of their ignorance and defense, he whispered to Miki Kujo beside him:

　　 "Miki, why are you here?"

　　 "If I don't come, I won't be able to learn the idiom "unique"."

　　 "...I confess, I'm frank, I think Kiyono-san is very beautiful, even comparable to Miki you, so I just said, "It's not too much to say it is unique."

　　 "The greasy mouth is slippery." Miki Kujo put her hand on his leg, this time she really twisted it hard.

　　 "Hiss——" Watanabe was so painful that his upper body was leaning forward.

　　Because of the pain, he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pressed it on Miki Kujo's black pantyhose leg.

　　 Like a child who drank a bitter medicine and desperately ate sweets, he greedily kneaded his slender and well-proportioned legs.

　　 Kuniisuke and Saito Keisuke could not see the scenery under the table, and cast sympathy and mocking glances at Toru Watanabe, whose expression was painful to ecstasy.

　　The meeting ended safely, and Miki Kujo didn't seem to preside over the overall situation this time.

　　 The last time it was because Kujo's mother suddenly wanted to come to the cultural festival, she took the initiative and did not allow the activities to be disorderly.

　　Kujo's mother would definitely not participate in such activities as winter camping, so it is reasonable for Kujo Mihime not to interfere in the activities.

　　Summary: Kujo Miki serves as a committee member purely to stare at her boyfriend.

　　‘What did I do wrong? ’

　　 Watanabe thoroughly rubbed his thigh, which must have been red, and returned to the classroom.

　　 I watched "Reminiscence Like a Grey Age" for a while, the lunch break was over, and the fifth class began.

　　 The fifth section is the home economics class, and as of today, it’s tailoring.

　　 is still the two classes closed, the second and fourth classes.

　　 "Today's task is to make'bags'." The elderly housekeeping teacher also has a gentle voice.

　　 "Shoulder bags, backpacks, diagonal bags, or hand bags, you can make whatever bags you want. After you finish, you can get a stamp from me, and then you can dismiss the get out of class first."

　　 The classmates of the two classes step forward to select the materials they like.

　　 The teacher is not very in charge, so after explaining the subject, he knits sweaters for winter by himself.

　　 According to the girls in the class, almost all the clothes of the housekeeping teacher are made by themselves. The styles are simple and beautiful. Many girls want to learn from her.

　　 The teacher doesn't care, Watanabe Toru and Miki Kujo get together.

　　 He chose the black fabric himself, and then helped her choose the big red.

　　 Kujo Miki’s favorite red is not the kind of red that emphasizes color, but the red that is simply, majestic, and unfeminine when worn on boys is her favorite.

　　 "Do you know how to use a sewing machine?" Watanabe Toru asked her.

　　 This is his first home economics class with Miki Kujo.

　　 Class 2 and Class 4 were closed, but Miki Kujo happened to be absent-either she didn't come all day, or she went to the fourth quarter in the morning and left at noon.

　　 "I learned something." Kujo Miki took the cloth and drew a line on it with a pencil.

　　 Watanabe Toru sat down next to her, his trousers rubbed his thighs, and the place where they were twisted felt a little pain.

　　 He looked around the classroom, everyone buried their heads behind the sewing machine, no one paid attention to the corner they were in.

　　 Toru Watanabe turned sideways, turned his back to the crowd, and secretly unbuttoned the leather.

　　 Hearing the sound of the zipper, Kujo Miki raised her head.

　　 She watched Watanabe Toru unzipping, revealing her panties, and staring at her thighs from there.

　　 "Do you still have this habit?" Miki Kujo glanced at him and laughed.

　　 "What fetish? Look, it's all red!" Watanabe Toru whispered.

　　 Miki Kujo glanced twice, stretched out her slender right hand, and lightly touched the red piece with her index finger.

　　 "Does it hurt?"

　　 "Of course, and it hurts very much!"

　　 Kujo Miki rubbed it gently, and warned in a cold tone: "If you praise Ye Rin's beauty again, I will twist your legs purple next time."

　　 "Purple? That muscle is broken, right?"

　　 "If it breaks, I chop off my leg."

　　 "Don't scare me."

　　 "Scare you?" Miki Kujo glanced at a certain position, "It doesn't look like she was scared."

　　 "The talent is so extraordinary that it is not controlled at all."

　　 Kujo Miki snorted contemptuously, and stretched out her hand to hold it.

　　 "Wait, wait, it won't work there!" Watanabe Toru hurriedly pulled her, "For my good, and for your good, it's really not good here."

　　 "Put the pants on, who do you want to show to?" Miki Kujo squeezed, and then withdrew her hand angrily.

　　 "I will show it to you, who else can I show it to?" Watanabe rubbed the red spot again before pulling the zipper.

　　 "If you dare to show this to others, I will make a hole from here." With her small hand, she drew a semicircle on Watanabe Toru's abdomen.

　　 just framed the take thing inside.

　　 "I was really scared this time."

　　 Miki Kujo glanced again: "Look at you so badly, you're not promising."

　　 "If you are scared, you will be scolded if you are not scared. Don't ask me if you are scared next time, just scold me."

　　 "Are you angry?" Miki Kujo glanced at him amusedly, "My lady will make you a bag. Let's talk, what do you want?"

　　 "The style is not important, it must be embroidered with [Miki Love Toru] on it, so... Uh-tap it!"

　　 "You dare to lie to me? Is this the state to be scared?"

　　 "This is the second time ~www.wuxiaspot.com~Recovered faster, I blame Miki for being so cute."

　　 "Flavorful words, glib tongue."

　　 Kujo Miki operated the sewing machine with unexpected proficiency.

　　 The movement of the cloth, the rhythm of the pedals, both sound pleasing to the ear.

　　 "I didn't expect you to do this again." Watanabe Toru watched from the side.

　　 "What do you think rich people are?" As she manipulated the sewing machine, Kujo Miki seemed to be gentle when she spoke.

　　 "I haven't thought about it, but in my impression, at least I don't know how to use a sewing machine."

　　 "The rich can indeed do a lot of things they like to do, but there are more things, not only to do, but also to do better than ordinary people."

　　 Kujo Miki stopped the pedal and changed the direction of the fabric.

　　 She continued: "I haven't learned anything like a sewing machine. I have learned some in home economics classes in elementary and middle schools."

　　 Speaking, Kujo Miki paused and looked at Watanabe Toru: "This is the first time I sew something for someone else. If you go back today, you can kneel on the bed and thank me."

　　 "Kneel? How can this express my sincerity, I will use this bag for the rest of my life."

　　 "No, just kneel."

　　 "Miki, are you kidding me?" Watanabe Toru said.

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 "That must be a joke!"

　　 Kujo Miki glanced at him and continued to sew the backpack.