My girlfriend is a bad lady

"One last question," Kumiko shouted as if she had suddenly remembered something, "How do I learn math well?"

"Any fool would do that!"

Chapter 136 Sports Festival (1)

On the Tomei Expressway from Kyoto to Tokyo, the Kamikawa High School bus was traveling at a constant speed.

If they came to Kyoto for tourism, they should sleep tiredly on the way back, but unfortunately they came for "training".

I was memorizing the music when I came here, and on the way back, I was singing it.

According to Rin Kiyono, singing music scores can help develop the ability to read music scores and practice producing the correct musical intervals.

As soon as he got on the bus, Toru Watanabe could hear Tamamo's beautiful singing across the bus aisle.

Unlike him who was ridiculed for his bad singing, Tamamo Mimi hummed the designated song, her voice as soft as a bird, composing the melody of a trombone.

Aoi Ikki next to Tamamo Yoshimi, and right in front of Toru Watanabe, Mai Asuka and Asako Hanada, the three of them also hummed the main melody of the euphonium.

Then there are the clarinet part, the bass clarinet part, the trumpet part, the flute, the piccolo, the alto saxophone, the tenor saxophone, the baritone saxophone…

Watanabe Toru leaned his hands on the car window and looked at Kyoto gradually disappearing into the distance.

【New product: Qi and blood medicine】

[Qi and blood medicine: replenish the innate, nourish the acquired, moisturize the source of life and metabolism]

[Tip: Buy by the bottle, 30 capsules per bottle. After normal people take it, after exercising digestion, it can replenish blood, nourish blood, nourish yin, nourish liver and kidney, and dredge blood vessels]

Watanabe Toru checked on his mobile phone and found that the innate refers to the "kidney", the "spleen" is called the acquired foundation, and the source of biochemistry refers to qi and blood.

So what are the specific uses? Does it make the body healthier?

Since it’s not expensive anyway, Toru Watanabe decided to buy a bottle to try. If the effect is good, he will return to his hometown during the New Year to give it to his parents.

Next up is Skills for October.

[Skills: Entry-Aquaculture (100), Master-Calligraphy (1000), Proficient-Milk Tea Making (1), Master-Singing (10)]

That's it... Sing!!!

A skill that Toru Watanabe really wants but will never spend points to buy!

"Reina, I am such a fan of yours!"

Watanabe Toru turned off the panel in frustration. Outside the car window were vast stretches of farmland. They had already left Kyoto Prefecture.

There should be no way his resentment could fail to reach Kitauji High School where Reina-san was studying.

Looking back, the original soft singing in the bus had turned into a chorus without knowing when, with the project song, the self-selected song, the project song, the self-selected song...

Repeatedly, the singing showed no sign of stopping until arriving in Tokyo.

"Go to sleep." Watanabe Toru closed the curtains and curled up in the seat.

There are still three hours to Tokyo.

……

"Speaking of October, what do you two think of?"

“The French Revolution.”

"You're an idiot!" Kunii Osamu glared at Saito Keisuke and turned to Watanabe Toru who was making a new reed with reeds. "Watanabe, what about you? What did you think of? Don't let me down!"

“New China was founded.”

"It's the sports festival and the student council change of leadership! What are you two thinking about!"

Saito Keisuke shrugged with complete indifference: "Who knew you would suddenly say this? I thought you were testing us on history."

"Watanabe stole the show at the Cultural Festival, and now it's our country's Uncle Jing's turn at the Sports Festival! Watch out, I'll let Class 4 take first place this time!"

"Sports Festival--" Saito Keisuke leaned back against the window and wailed, "Please don't let me go running! No, it'd better rain, yes, rain!"

"Can you be more ambitious? Look at Watanabe. He was weaker than you at first, but now even our baseball coach has praised him! You know, that old man always says 'idiot'!"

"Is it true?" Saito Keisuke looked at Watanabe Toru in surprise.

That's because Watanabe Toru has been taking medicine recently, and his physical strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Of course, it's not just physical strength - only Kujo Miki knows this.

"Whoosh—" He gently blew away the reed scraps and pointed the reed out the window.

Through the hollow tube of the reed, you can see the blue sky in autumn, the vast sky and the wisps of white clouds.

A crow flew by and landed steadily on the wire fence on the playground of Shenchuan High School.

"The water produced by the female manager of the baseball club tastes delicious." Toru Watanabe and Crow looked at each other.

“…Wha, what?!”

"How dare you seduce our manager!"

Before the two men punched and kicked Watanabe Toru and were killed in return, Koizumi Aona walked in.

"The class meeting is about to begin, everyone go back to your seats."

"Yes——" everyone responded in a long tone.

"First, let's look at the results of last month's monthly exam. This time, our class's average score..."

Toru Watanabe listened with one ear and continued to polish the reed with his hands. As a professional "reed master", what is required is concentration and meticulousness.

"In addition, the election for the new student council will be held on the 15th of this month," Koizumi Aona glanced at Watanabe Toru, who was working hard, and continued, "The venue is the gymnasium, and the relevant specific notice will be posted on the notice board."

"There is also the sports festival. In addition to the class ranking competition, each club must also participate in the club competition entertainment competition."

"Everyone should discuss club matters with classmates in the same club. The class ranking battle involves class honor. Students who are capable or interested can find the class monitor to sign up."

"The final list will be on the 20th. If there are not enough people, the teacher will have to force roll call."

"So, if you don't like long-distance running, please sign up for other events."

After the class meeting, Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke once again questioned Watanabe Toru about the baseball club manager.

"What manager?" Watanabe Toru asked puzzledly.

"Stop pretending to be confused!"

"I really do not know."

"You just said it! The female manager's water is so delicious!" Saito Keisuke said with great sorrow.

"No, no, no, you must have heard me wrong. What I said was that the high school girls in Kyoto are really pretty and their skirts are really short."

"Bullshit, you obviously...wait, are there any photos?"

"That's right! Without photos, we two won't believe it!"

There is one thing that must be explained. The length of the skirts of high school girls in animations is not seen in real campuses.

For example, at Kamikawa High School, as long as a girl’s legs are a little shorter, the hem of her skirt and her socks will basically be seamlessly connected, and not even a bit of flesh will be exposed.

Only outside of school will high school girls roll up their skirts to look good.

After school, Toru Watanabe went to the Human Observation Department, playing Seiko Matsuda's song with his newly made reed.

As soon as the sliding door of the activity classroom was opened, a sweet smell mixed with the aroma of tea hit me in the face.

Miki Kujo was lazily lying on the sofa, holding a book in one hand and occasionally reaching for the cookie box on the table with the other hand.

On the other side, holding the exquisite teapot with her slender hands, in the mist slowly rising from the teacup, Kiyono Rin's profile was as clean as white jade.

"Has the Human Observation Department finally become a tea-drinking club?" Toru Watanabe closed the sliding door and walked towards his seat.

"Tea drinking club?" Qingye Rin straightened up and used her fingertips to brush her long, lead-black hair.

"From what I know, the Light Music Club, GJ Club, and Servant Club were all eroded by the tea culture. By the way, the 'Far East Magic Daytime Sleeping Club Summer' Club was wiped out by sleeping."

"Let's not talk about the 'Far Eastern Magic Sleeping Society's Summer' department and the GJ department, the Service Department?" asked Kujo Miki in a bad tone.

"As expected of me, you speak 'The Far Eastern Magical Hibernation Society' very fluently. It's a phrase that is difficult to say in one breath without a certain degree of Chuunibyou."

"answer my question."

Under his girlfriend's cold gaze, Watanabe Toru answered obediently: "It's a club founded by the daughter of a Chiba prefectural council member who is currently in high school."

"Chiba prefectural councillor?" Kujo Miki took a bite of a cookie and made a crisp sound. "Doesn't that fat pig have only a mediocre son in his thirties?"

"No matter if it's a son or a daughter, since the club they founded is called 'Service Club', it can be seen that they are indeed mediocre." Qingye Rin picked up the teacup and took a sip very politely.

...Isn’t it the author who should be blamed at this time?

Otherwise, even if Miss Yukinoshita turned into a bug, she would never give it a name like 'Service Club'.

"Your human observation department is also stupid." Kujo Miki sneered unceremoniously.

"If you feel stupid, could you please quit the club, Kujo-san?"

"I can do whatever I want. It's not your turn to teach me, Qingye-san."

"By the way, have you heard about the sports festival?" Watanabe Toru quickly interrupted the two who were about to quarrel again, "It seems that every club must participate in the club competition entertainment match."

Qingye Rin put down the teacup, stroked the wall of the cup with his fingertips, and lowered his head to think: "I am not good at sports, but I can participate in activities that do not require physical strength."

"Meiji, what about you?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"Which ones?" Miki Kujo shook her long legs without a trace of fat.

"I'm not sure," Watanabe Toru stared at her dazzlingly white legs, "but there were probably group skipping, borrowing things to run, horseback riding, etc."

"boring."

Boring or not doesn't matter at all.

"I'm going to the wind band to practice first." Watanabe Toru took the opportunity to leave before he even had time to sit down.

As long as he was not there, he would not care no matter how much they quarreled.

Time goes by day by day, and there is still some time before the sports festival. The most important thing for Kamikawa at the moment is the election for the student union president.

This has nothing to do with first grade.

Although the school rules do not stipulate that it must be a second-year student, this has become a convention. Since the two young ladies are not interested in the student union, almost no first-year student can break this custom.

Friday, October 9th.

Because they were bored and wanted to broaden their horizons, Toru Watanabe and Osamu Kunii went to the gymnasium at noon to listen to a debate between candidates.

The student council president of Kamikawa can get the principal's recommendation for admission, and as long as he passes the interview, he can almost directly secure a place in the university, so there are many people participating, and each of them is very capable.

The debate was quite exciting, and two female candidates actually started fighting.

According to the second-year students in the audience, the two of them disliked each other on a regular basis, and it was common for them to mock and slander each other. There was even an incident where they "argued for a full two hours in the class group."

At three forty, the bell rang, announcing the end of school.

"Ah, you dare pull my hair!"

"I'll kill you, you vixen!"

Not only after school, but also during the afternoon breaks, Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke both pinched their voices and imitated the fight at noon for their classmates.

Every time the girl giggled, the two of them got more excited and their acting became more exaggerated, just like the pure sixteen-year-old high school boys.

Toru Watanabe lamented that his mental age was still not young enough, packed his schoolbag and walked out of the classroom.

For some reason, Qingye Rin was waiting at the door of Class 4.

She was reading a book in one hand, and the autumn afternoon sunlight shone through the glass window, gently illuminating her profile.

Because the composition was so moving, Toru Watanabe closed his mouth, which was about to speak, and looked at her quietly.

Unfortunately, only two seconds passed, and Qingye Rin's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her face quietly.

"Looking for me?" Watanabe Toru asked first.

"Who else can I turn to besides you?"

"I thought you were here to watch the play 'Student Council President Candidates Fight' as well."

"What is that? Forget it." Qingye Rin said without interest.

She closed the book and continued, "The specific notice about the club's competition has been sent to me. I wanted to discuss it with you and Jiujo, but she went back directly."

"She's been pretty tired lately. But if she wants to talk about the sports festival, why don't she just wait for me in the activity room?"