My girlfriend is a bad lady

The typhoon has stopped and the streets are quiet.

When he arrived at Kiyono Rin's apartment, Watanabe Toru felt that the air had become better.

His own rental house was stuffy and smelled of rain; the air outside on the street was not as good as the air that rich people breathed after it was purified by advanced purifiers.

What's more, it also contains 9 bits of the life atmosphere of charming girls.

Kiyono Rin took off her hat, and her black hair was tied up with a milky white hairband. She also took off her long coat that looked like a detective suit, revealing the white short-sleeved shirt underneath.

Before going to work, the two decided to have dinner first.

"How much have you made?" Toru Watanabe asked while eating the delicious eel.

"Half." Qingye Rin also ate her lunch box in small bites.

"That's pretty quick. It was supposed to be all done in two days, and now there's only half left. Between the two of us, we can definitely finish it tonight."

"I was able to achieve this speed because I have been reading relevant books since the beginning. This is because the movie we made does not require special effects."

"You've tried your best. Who could have expected something like a typhoon?" Watanabe Toru comforted him.

"Thank you." Qing Ye Lin nodded, "But now is not the time to make excuses for failure. We must find a way to solve the problem."

"At times like this, you just need to have a good sleep and then ask aliens, people from the future or people with super powers for help. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will find that the movie is not only well edited, but also has its own special effects."

Qing Ye Lin glanced at him in dissatisfaction: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Nothing. Have you figured out a solution?"

"That's why I called you here - to ask you to help with some editing. I will give you the storyboard, and you will edit the shots I want from a large number of shots based on the storyboard."

"I don't understand anything."

"Don't worry, I'm just here to be on the safe side. I'll edit my copy as quickly as possible, and then re-edit yours."

"Actually, you're still planning to do it all by yourself, right? You're just worried that if you don't make it in time, you'll only have enough time to edit your own copy. By then, even if my editing is terrible, it'll still be better than nothing."

Qingye Rin nodded: "That's right."

"At least I can refute the part about 'no matter how bad the editing is'. Even if Minister Meiren only gives me verbal encouragement, I will be willing to work late at night without any compensation."

"As for the reward, it's already been prepared for you." Qingye Rin packed up the lunch box, stood up and walked towards the kitchen, "What kind of coffee would you like?"

"... Kiyono-san, you are just like a breeder feeding pigs."

"Oh, don't worry, at least I won't sell your meat, and of course I won't eat it either."

"That's not important. Please explain the part you killed, otherwise I won't dare to accept your reward casually."

"Black coffee?" Qingye Lin stood on tiptoe and searched in the cupboard. "I recommend this. It has the best refreshing effect and the sugar content is not high."

"...It's up to you."

Watanabe Toru glanced at her snow-white soles. There was no trace of calluses. There was a reason why her physical strength was only 3.

While drinking coffee, Kiyono Rin explained the storyboard to Watanabe Toru, and then ignored him and concentrated on her own work.

She decided to do all the work herself and gave up hope on Watanabe.

Late at night, the rain started to fall heavily again, and the heavy sound of rain could be clearly heard through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The whistling wind mixed with the sound of rain.

Watanabe Toru raised his head and found that Kiyono Rin had fallen asleep with her hands on her cheeks.

I have to work at 3 o'clock in the morning and haven't eaten for two days. In such a situation, I still insist on working. I must have slept less than four hours last night.

Watanabe Toru stretched lazily.

There were only two people in the room, the girl was still asleep, and it was storming outside. As a boy, it was time to do that.

……

"Kiyo-kun? Miss Kiyono? Kiyono? Rin? Rin-chan?"

When the last name was spoken, Qingye Rin moved.

"Rin-chan, wake up."

"What did you say?" Qingye Rin opened his eyes. It was hard to tell whether he was in a bad mood because he just woke up or something else, but he was in a bad mood anyway.

Watanabe Toru quickly distanced himself: "Nothing. I want to go back."

Qingye Rin suddenly woke up, sat up straight and looked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

The typhoon had probably reached Iwate Prefecture, 400 kilometers away. The sun was rising, and the glass of the tall buildings reflected beautiful light.

She rubbed her brows with a headache and sighed deeply: "You should wake me up."

"Didn't I wake you up?"

"Now is not the time to joke." Qingye Rin's tone was full of helplessness.

"Don't ruin the good mood of the morning. Today is a cultural festival. Be happy."

Kiyono Rin said nothing, and with the mentality of doing as much as she could, she woke up the dormant laptop.

then……

"What's going on?" She watched in shock as "Iwate Prefecture to Tokyo, 400 km" played smoothly, with every scene being very beautiful.

"Didn't I tell you that for things like this, you just need to get some good sleep, and people from the future, aliens, or people with super powers will come to help you."

Qingye Rin glanced at the grinning Watanabe Toru and asked, "Are you from the future? Or an alien or someone with super powers?"

"Neither. Please allow me to introduce myself: Watanabe Toru, sixteen years old, unmarried, a villager of Mizawa Village in Iwate Prefecture, the only believer of Kiyono God, and in order not to disappoint God, I have paid a heavy price many times."

"A heavy price?"

"Stop talking." Watanabe Toru sighed, "Kiyono-san, if you ever do anything to let me down, I might kill you."

"Wasn't it you who suggested the movie? I paid a heavy price for you, didn't I? You'd better not do anything to let me down, or I will definitely kill you."

"..."

Qingye Rin was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Are you scared?"

"Scared."

"Let's go."

"Are you going to drive me away now?"

"I'm going to take a shower, do you want to stay with me?" Qingye Rin stood up and stretched.

"It's not impossible."

"Come on, if you don't dare, Watanabe Toru is a puppy."

Watanabe Toru was so stupid that he fell for it, and he picked up the leftover garbage from last night and ran away.

Kiyono Rin stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and waited for a while, until she saw Watanabe Toru yawning and starting to run, then she turned and went into the bathroom.

Chapter 128 Cultural Festival (1)

Although he came earlier than usual today, when Watanabe Toru walked into the classroom, he found that he was one of the last few to arrive.

"Watanabe, you're lazy!" Kunihime raised his hands and said in a high-pitched voice, "Today is the first day of the Cultural Festival. It's a Cultural Festival. You can't be so lazy!"

Saito Keisuke held up the Cultural Festival Event Guide, stroked his chin and said, "Should we go to the maid cafe first, or go to the Fashion Research Department to watch the model show?"

"I don't want to think about anything right now. I just want to sleep." Toru Watanabe lay on the table with his schoolbag in his arms, responding weakly to the two overly excited people.

"No, no, no!" Kunijima shook his head exaggeratedly, "Tell me the truth, what did you do last night?"

"This is a secret that cannot be told." Watanabe Toru replied in a tired voice.

Kunii Osamu squatted down beside Watanabe Toru's desk and asked furtively, "Watanabe, do girls yawn cutely after waking up?

"Ah? Where did you hear that?"

"What's that like?"

"I'm usually not in a very good mood, which has nothing to do with cuteness. Don't talk to me for now, let me sleep for a while, and call me during the opening ceremony." Watanabe Toru changed the direction of his face and continued to sleep.

Kunii Osamu slowly stood up and looked at Saito Keisuke. They both took a deep breath and communicated with their eyes:

"That, right?"

'It must be that! '

Watanabe Toru, who had already fallen asleep, was unilaterally raped and graduated.

Watanabe Toru slept until the opening ceremony at eight o'clock, and finally he managed to cheer himself up and followed the crowd to the gymnasium.

In previous years, the opening ceremony was given by the president of the student union, but this year's cultural festival did not see any student union members at all. The person standing at the top and giving orders was the chairman of the executive committee.

The chairman spoke eloquently under the gaze of thousands of spectators.

wrong.

The extent of his remarks was too light. If one was familiar with the chairman, one could clearly see that he did not take the thousands of students seriously at all.

Kujo Mihime, as her name suggests, is a very beautiful princess.

She likes to wear black stockings and light-colored underwear. Her breasts and legs are irresistible. When she is asleep, her face becomes twice as cute. When she kisses, she is always strong and will...

——The above comes from Kujo’s boyfriend Toru Watanabe.

Toru Watanabe stood where a secretary should be, looking at Kujo Miki in the center of the stage, thinking about random things to pass the time.

The sudden thunderous applause from below pulled him back from his inner monologue.

Miki Kujo turned and walked off the stage, handed him the microphone, and the two of them walked behind the curtain together.

Behind the stage, Kujo's mother was reading a "Cultural Festival Event Guide".

Her face is getting younger and younger. If it weren't for her noble hairstyle and elegant kimono, she would look like the same age as Koizumi Aona.

"Mother, shall we go and see it now?" asked Kujo Miki.

Mother Kujo thought for a moment and said, "No, I want to go around first. The last time I attended a cultural festival was more than ten years ago."

"Then Watanabe and I will accompany you."

"I have something else to do." Watanabe Toru interrupted.

"What's the matter?" Miki Kujo turned her head and looked at him with her beautiful eyes.

"Distribute flyers to promote 'From Iwate to Tokyo'."

"It's better not to do such boring things, just follow me..."

"Let Watanabe go." Kujo's mother interrupted her daughter, "Stay with me for a while. When Watanabe is done, you two can have fun together."

"What's so fun about a high school students' cultural festival?" Kujo Miki twisted her lips and said disdainfully.

"You are a high school student. How do you know if it is fun if you don't play? I will call you after I finish distributing flyers." After saying that, Toru Watanabe walked towards the exit.

When he got to the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, the wind band will be performing at 10 o'clock, remember to come and see me."

Miki Kujo crossed her arms and said nothing, but Kujo's mother smiled at him kindly and nodded.

The movie flyers were printed by Rin Kiyono, and the two agreed to meet at the Human Observation Department.

On the way to the activity room, some people were handing out flyers, some were holding up billboards, and some were wearing doll costumes. Everyone was trying to attract customers in their own way.

After crossing thousands of mountains and rivers and wading through crowded crowds, Watanabe Toru finally arrived at the activity room.

Before he could sit down and catch his breath.

"School gate, inside the campus, you choose one." Qingye Rin gave him half of the thick flyers in her hand.

"My reputation can only be found at the school gate."

Qingye Rin laughed happily and taunted, "I almost forgot that you are a scum who beats girls."

"Since even you say that to me, I might as well commit suicide by lying on the tracks at Yotsuya Station."

"Before that, remember to distribute all the flyers."

"Are you looking down on me? I'm a professional at handing out flyers." Watanabe Toru looked like he was reminiscing about the past. "Before I went to Ochanomizu, I was known as the 'Little Prince of Shinjuku 2-chome' for my part-time job handing out flyers."

Qingye Rin stuffed the flyer into his arms, picked up her own copy and walked out of the classroom: "You just have a pretty face."

"You're wrong." Watanabe Toru followed with the flyer in hand. "The face only accounts for 100%. The remaining 900% depends on confidence."