My girlfriend is a bad lady

Kujo Miki, who was holding the door armrest with her hand, opened her eyes, pointed her finger at her temple, looked at him and said:

"I forgot about you."

"What do you mean?"

"The Kiyono family has clothes I wear."

"You two have such a good relationship?"

"Heh." The two young ladies sneered at the same time.

It does look bad.

"Then what should I do?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"It's too troublesome to go back, let's find a place to buy it." Miki Kujo closed her eyes lazily again.

Then, she found a boutique men's clothing store on the way and picked out some clothes for Toru Watanabe.

So far, Miki Kujo has bought a lot of clothes for Toru Watanabe.

Needless to say, the "disposable" items in Toru Watanabe's rental house are also the latest men's clothing that Kujo Miki likes in Chiyoda Villa. Watanabe Toru will wear one every time he leaves.

In addition, there are custom-made suits, which are expensive.

When the car arrived at Nagatacho, fifty meters away from the Kiyono family's house, Toru Watanabe saw a sign that read "Private residence, no passing."

The car stopped at the gate and the servant helped open the door.

"Ms. Kiyono, Miss Kujo, Master Watanabe!" the guard bowed and called out.

After dating Kujo Miki for more than half a year, Watanabe Toru has become accustomed to this situation.

Walking into the wall, Qingye Rin asked the maid beside her: "Where are my mother and the others?"

"My wife hasn't come back yet."

"Well, thank you."

Toru Watanabe looked around the yard. Unlike the traditional Japanese architecture of the Kujo family, the Kiyono family's style was more Western.

After entering the castle-like house, the two beautiful girls went to change their clothes while Toru Watanabe found the servant.

"Is there a swimming pool here? If not, a gym would be fine too."

"Master Watanabe, we have a swimming pool and a fitness pool. Which one do you want?"

"For fitness."

"plz follow me."

Toru Watanabe followed the servant and took the elevator to the basement.

After walking a few steps inside, a swimming pool the size of a football field comes into view. Although it is located in the basement, it has natural light.

There are eight square stone pillars on both sides of the swimming pool, emitting soft white light.

Everything is available, including lounge chairs, SPA rooms, beverage bars, TVs, etc.

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Unbutton your pleated skirt and let it slide down naturally.

After taking off her underwear and stockings, Kiyono Rin took a quick shower.

She changed into a loose azure sweater and a beige long skirt, and tied her long hair into a bun, letting it fall naturally on her back.

Walk out of the room and slowly go downstairs.

There was no one in the living room.

She frowned slightly, looking pretty and lovable.

"Where's Watanabe?" she asked the servant in the living room.

"Master Watanabe went to the basement swimming pool."

Qing Ye Lin was slightly lost in thought, thinking of a sentence that Watanabe Toru often said:

"I swim 20 laps in a 50-meter pool every day, and I'm becoming amazing at a speed you can't even imagine."

Although I know this is true, I didn't expect that she would still insist on swimming today when I went to her house for the Christmas party.

I thought he had sneaked into Kujo Miki's room.

She smiled slightly, said "thank you" to the servant, and walked to the underground swimming pool.

The normally cold eldest daughter suddenly smiled, and the servants were so stunned that they forgot to greet her.

After Kiyono Rin disappeared, he quickly bowed in her direction.

In addition to the swimming pool, the basement also has various fitness equipment, but generally no one uses them - most rooms are equipped with a small gym, although the equipment is not complete, but for daily use, it is completely sufficient.

Of course, these have nothing to do with Miss Qingye.

If she touches the fitness equipment, she loses.

Walking past the gym equipment room and passing the elevator, I heard the sound of water splashing.

Qingye Rin walked around the wall and his vision suddenly widened.

In front of me is a blue swimming pool, and a figure is swimming hard in it.

The arms paddle the water and the thighs are lifted out of the water. The person seems to be moving on the water. From the appearance, it looks like a butterfly spreading its wings and flying.

Rin Kiyono does not exercise, but he has enough knowledge to know that this is a swimming method called "butterfly stroke".

She swam very fast, faster than the girls in the swimming club she had seen who had won gold medals in major competitions.

In the short time that she could observe clearly, Watanabe Toru, who had been swimming away just now, had already swam back.

"Kiyono-san, I saw a mermaid."

"lie."

"I looked closely and found that the mermaid was actually Kiyono-san."

"It's still a lie."

"I mean, you look so good dressed like that."

“…This is true.”

After the simple conversation ended, he made a simple gesture to wait, stared at the wall of the swimming pool with his feet, and swam out again.

Watanabe Toru had a strong and slender figure. Kiyono Rin took a look at him and turned away.

I went back upstairs to the ten-meter-high family library, picked up a book I wanted to read a second time, and returned to the living room.

Sit on the single sofa in front of the fireplace and watch while drinking black tea.

After a while, she heard footsteps and raised her eyes.

Miki Kujo had changed into her home clothes and was coming down from upstairs.

"Where's Watanabe?" She looked around.

In Qingye Rin's eyes, that look was like a housewife who had lost something precious or had no one to rely on.

Qingye Rin looked down on her in her heart, and their relationship was so bad that they didn't even want to maintain basic etiquette, so naturally she wouldn't answer her questions.

The servant who had just answered her question came forward and told Kujo Miki that Watanabe Toru was swimming, and Kujo Miki then focused her attention on her.

"I have to spend another annoying Christmas with you." Miki Kujo sat on the sofa opposite her.

"If you don't like it, you can go back." She said lightly.

If they could go back, neither of them would come here.

"Unlike you, I have a good relationship with my mother and I am a filial child."

Just as she was about to fight back at Kujo Miki's ridicule, the living room was greeted by the loudest noise since its construction.

"Everyone, I feel like I've gotten stronger again! I can beat 1.023 of yesterday's me!"

The voice is clear and loud, full of the youth's confident spirit.

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"Everyone, I feel like I've gotten stronger again! I can beat 1.023 of yesterday's me!"

"What's the noise?"

"You don't have to say stupid things so loudly, Watanabe-san."

As soon as Watanabe Toru entered the living room, he was scolded by Kiyono Rin and Kujo Miki.

"I'm sorry." Watanabe Toru apologized as quickly as he was strong.

He walked to the sofa and sat comfortably on it. After exercising, his body felt slightly comfortable.

After a short break, he asked, "What's next?"

"Wait." Qingye Rin, who was buried in the pages of a book, answered briefly without raising his head.

"Wait, wait for the rain to turn into snowflakes, and I'll spend Christmas alone~" Toru Watanabe tapped the armrest of the sofa with his fingers.

Qing Ye Lin raised his head, with admiration on his face:

"You are able to face your own shortcomings. I misunderstood you, Watanabe-san. You are better than I thought."

"… Singing badly is a flaw? Please apologize to all the tone-deaf people in the world."

"No singing anymore." Kujo Miki said impatiently.

"Mei Ji, even you want to discriminate against me?!"

"What are you talking about? Come here."

Toru Watanabe stood up and walked over.

Kujo Miki asked him to sit on the sofa and rested her head on his knees.

"Clean my ears." She handed him the ear spoon in her hand and closed her eyes comfortably.

Looking at the postures of the two, Qing Ye Lin had a cold face: "Please don't do such disgusting things in my living room."

"If you don't like me, you can kick me out." Kujo Miki didn't care at all.

Kiyono Rin glanced coldly at the "innocent" Watanabe Toru, and buried his head in reading without saying a word.

Kujo Miki sneered disdainfully.

"Don't move!" Toru Watanabe held her curvy face and the ear spoon had already gone in.

After a while, Kujo Miki changed direction and turned her face towards Watanabe Toru's abdomen.

"You look quite energetic."

"It's not just energetic, it can't stop at all."

Qingye Rin raised her head and looked at the two of them in confusion, not knowing what they were suddenly talking about.

About twenty minutes later, the mother of the two young ladies came back.

She is obviously a rich lady, but not only is she dressed like an ordinary young woman, she is also carrying large and small bags in her hands like an ordinary person.

If you meet her in a shopping mall, apart from being surprised by her temperament and beauty, you would never guess that she is a wealthy lady from a large family.

The maid came forward to help get it, but they still wouldn't allow it.

"Meiji, come and see what I bought!" said Kujo's mother happily.

It was the first time that Toru Watanabe saw Kujo's mother looking so natural without wearing a kimono.

Wearing a gorgeous kimono, she always sits at the top, with snow-white skin and bright eyes half-closed calmly.

His intelligent eyes seemed to see through everyone's thoughts, and only when he was chatting with his daughter would his eyes occasionally shine with other brilliance.

In comparison, although Kiyono's mother is not bad in appearance, her temperament is gentler, just like an ordinary young lady who spent a leisurely ten years and became an ordinary rich lady.

When Watanabe Toru faced her, he didn't have any thoughts that could not be seen through or that he had to be cautious.

"What did you buy?" Miki Kujo sat up.

"Snow spray, gold and silver sequins, firecrackers, mini Christmas trees, reindeer puppets, white cotton, and lights!"

"..." Miki Kujo looked at her mother showing off her treasure with an ambiguous look.