My girlfriend is a bad lady

As if she didn't get a satisfactory answer, Miyashita Nana puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

However, Kiyono Rin and Kujo Miki no longer intended to continue the verbal dispute and just sat back in their seats. There was nothing she could do.

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

"Now that all the class members are here, let's start today's meeting."

"First, regarding the specific plans for the winter camping activities, each group should submit them to the Student Union before this Friday."

"Then there's the budget. If the event plan is approved, the budget..."

As the words were spoken above, small movements were constantly taking place below.

Toru Watanabe glared at Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke, complaining that they didn't remind him out loud and why they were using encrypted eye contact.

Then, regardless of the two people's ignorance and excuses, he whispered to Kujo Miki beside him:

"Meiji, why are you here?"

"If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have learned the idiom 'unique'."

"...I admit, I confess, I do think that Kiyono-san is very beautiful, even comparable to you, Miki, so I just said 'it's not an exaggeration to say that she is one-of-a-kind'."

"You're so smooth-talking." Miki Kujo put her hand on his leg and this time she really twisted it hard.

"Hiss--" Watanabe Toru leaned forward in pain.

Because it was so painful, he couldn't help but reach out and press on Kujo Miki's legs which were wearing black stockings.

Like a child who has taken very bitter medicine and is desperately eating candy, he kneaded the slender and well-proportioned legs with greedy hands.

Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke could not see what was under the table, and cast sympathetic and mocking glances at Watanabe Toru, whose expression was one of ecstasy.

The meeting ended safely, and it seemed that Kujo Miki had no intention of taking charge of the situation this time.

Last time, it was because Kujo's mother suddenly wanted to come to the cultural festival that she took the initiative to not allow the event to get disrupted.

Kujo's mother would definitely not participate in activities like winter camping, so it is understandable that Kujo Miki would not interfere with the activities.

Summary: Kujo Miki serves as a committee member purely to keep an eye on her boyfriend.

'What did I do wrong?'

Watanabe Toru returned to the classroom, rubbing his thighs, which must have turned red.

After watching "Remembrance of Things Past" for a while, the lunch break was over and the fifth class began.

The fifth class is home economics, and today's class is about tailoring.

There are still two classes combined, Class 2 and Class 4.

"Today's task is to make 'bags'." The elderly home economics teacher said in a gentle voice.

"You can make whatever bag you want, whether it's a shoulder bag, a backpack, a crossbody bag or a handbag. When you're done, ask me to stamp it, and then you can leave the get out of class."

Students from the two classes took turns to choose the materials they liked.

The teacher didn't care much. After explaining the topic, she went on to knit a sweater for winter.

According to the girls in the class, almost all of the clothes the home economics teacher makes are made by herself. The styles are simple and beautiful, and many girls want to learn from her.

Since the teacher didn't care, Toru Watanabe hung out with Miki Kujo.

He chose the black fabric himself and helped her choose the bright red one.

The red that Miki Kujo prefers is not the kind of red that emphasizes color. Her favorite is a crisp, majestic red that does not look feminine even when worn by a boy.

"Can you use a sewing machine?" Toru Watanabe asked her.

This was his first time taking home economics class with Kujo Miki.

Class 2 and Class 4 were combined, but Kujo Miki happened to be absent - either she didn't come all day, or she attended four classes in the morning and left at noon.

"I've learned a little." Miki Kujo took the cloth and drew lines on it with a pencil.

Watanabe Toru sat down next to her, his pants rubbing against his thighs, and the places that were twisted actually hurt a little.

He looked around the classroom. Everyone was busy sewing with their heads down, no one was paying attention to the corner they were in.

Toru Watanabe turned sideways, facing away from everyone, and secretly unbuttoned his clothes.

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

She watched Toru Watanabe unzip his pants, revealing his underwear, and stare at her thighs.

"You still have this habit?" Miki Kujo looked at him and laughed.

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

Miki Kujo took a closer look, stretched out her slender right hand, and gently touched the red spot with her index finger.

"Does it hurt?"

"Of course, and it hurts a lot!"

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

"Purple? Those muscles are damaged, right?"

"If it's broken, just cut off the leg."

"Don't scare me."

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

"I am gifted and cannot be controlled at all."

Kujo Miki snorted disdainfully and reached out to hold it.

"Wait, wait, that won't work!" Watanabe Toru quickly grabbed her and said, "For my sake and yours, this won't work."

"Put on your pants. Who are you trying to show off to?" Kujo Miki pinched her and withdrew her hand unhappily.

"I'll show it to you when I get back. Who else can I show it to?" Watanabe Toru rubbed the red area that was twisted before zipping it up.

"If you dare to show this to others, I will make a hole here." She used her little hand to draw a semicircle on Watanabe Toru's abdomen.

It just fits the thing in it.

“I was really scared this time.”

Jiujo Miki glanced at him again and said, "Look at how cowardly you are. You have no future."

"Whether you're scared or not, you'll get scolded. Next time, don't ask me if I'm scared or not. Just scold me directly."

"Are you still angry?" Kujo Miki glanced at him amusedly. "I'll make you a bag. Tell me, what kind do you want?"

"The style doesn't matter, it must have [Meiji loves Tetsu] embroidered on it, so... um - be gentle!!"

"How dare you lie to me? Is this the state you should be in when you are scared?"

"This is the second time. I recovered faster. It's all because you're so cute, Meiji."

"Flavorful words and smooth talk."

Miki Kujo operated the sewing machine with unexpected skill.

The movement of the fabric and the rhythm of the pedals both sound pleasing to the ear.

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

"What do you think rich people are?" Operating the sewing machine, Kujo Miki seemed to speak softly.

"I haven't thought about it specifically, but my impression is that at least he shouldn't be able to use a sewing machine."

“Rich people can do a lot of things they like, but they should not only do more things, but also do them better than ordinary people.”

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

She continued, "I didn't specifically learn to sew a sewing machine, but I learned a little bit in home economics classes in elementary and middle school."

At this point, Kujo Miki paused and glanced at Watanabe Toru: "This is the first time I sew something for someone else. When you go back today, you should kneel on the bed and thank me."

"Kneel? That doesn't express my sincerity. I will use this bag for the rest of my life."

"No, just kneel down."

"Meiji, are you kidding?" Watanabe Toru asked seriously.

"What do you say?"

"That must be a joke!"

Miki Kujo glanced at him and continued sewing the backpack.

Chapter 175 Towards Winter Camping Daily (4)

The bag that Miki Kujo sewed for Toru Watanabe is similar to a hand-held gift bag.

Many high school students in the island country carry bags like this to school in addition to their school bags, to carry clothing and other items needed for physical education classes or clubs.

There is neither [Meiji loves Tetsu] nor [Tetsu love Meiji] embroidered on it.

Because her aesthetic standards were so high and in order to make the bag look good, there was no extra time for Kujo Miki to embroider the words.

Although they said that [Exclusive for Lady Meiji] will be added later, I don’t know when that will be.

After two more classes, the school bell rang on time.

Toru Watanabe is on duty today.

As he was carefully wiping the blackboard until it glistened, the girl who was on duty that day came over with a broom.

"Watanabe-kun."

"Hmm?" Toru Watanabe wiped the blackboard up and down with a wet and wrung-out rag.

"Will Kujo-san go to the bonfire party?" asked the girl named Shimada.

"Go, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just asking. By the way, the floor is almost swept, Watanabe-kun, you should speed up and help mop the floor."

"It will be done soon." Toru Watanabe changed the rag and continued to wipe the blackboard.

After the duty was over, it was already four o'clock.

At four o'clock in mid-November, the sky was orange, yellow, and a little indigo.

A girl was lying on the window of the corridor, taking pictures of the sky. Her legs were exposed under her slightly lifted pleated skirt.

There is almost no human voice in the teaching building.

In the distant playground, the sports clubs were running and sweating under the magenta.

Stepping on the overhead corridor leading to the club building, the pronunciation practice of the chorus and the sound of instruments in the wind section pull away the shouts of the sports club.

Walking through the overhead corridor, Toru Watanabe entered the Human Observation Department.

The temperature suddenly rose, and it was so warm that it made people want to sleep.

Even Watanabe Toru, who didn't feel the cold very well, breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, there are only Watanabe Toru and Kiyono Rin.

I don't know if Kujo Miki is really busy, or if she's afraid that Kiyono Rin will say, "Ah, why are you waiting here every day since the bet? Are you... afraid of me?"

Given Kujo Miki's personality, why would she agree to such a bet is also a question worth pondering.

Women are really scary, and beautiful girls are no exception.

"I really want to sleep here at night. It's too cold on the way to and from school."

"I agree with this point of view." Qing Ye Lin looked at the map, "But you should put on the open clothes first, so that it will be convincing."

"If it's not cool, I'd rather freeze to death."

In fact, the main reason is that it won’t be too cold if you leave it open, but it will feel restrictive if you button it up.

Watanabe Toru sat down on a chair and took out Remembrance of Things Past. He looked at the remaining pages and decided that he would probably spend the New Year with it.

Not having to worry about what book to read next is a small happiness for him.

Just as Watanabe Toru turned the cover and was about to read, Kiyono Rin interrupted him.

"You wait."