My girlfriend is a bad lady

Miki Kujo raised her elbow and gently nudged Toru Watanabe's chest: "Then when did you stop believing in Santa Claus?"

"I didn't believe that kind of thing from the beginning."

"I said I believe it, but you said you don't. Are you trying to appear mature?"

"I've never even wet the bed."

"You were lying to me, I knew you weren't telling the truth. When you confessed your love to me, you said 'I fell in love with me the moment we met', but that was also fake."

Miki Kujo left Toru Watanabe's arms and walked forward quickly.

"Wait, I'm telling the truth!" Toru Watanabe chased after him with a balloon in his hand.

"Meiji, Meiji, listen to me!"

"Do not listen."

"I really didn't lie to you! How could I possibly lie to you!"

Miki Kujo, wearing a red windbreaker, hugged her elbows, walked with her slender legs, had a cold face, and continued walking without saying a word.

"Okay, okay, I wet the bed. I wet the bed."

Kujo Miki stopped and asked him coldly, "How old?"

"Half a year old?"

Kujo Miki walked forward again.

"One year old, one year old!"

Kujo Miki was satisfied and leaned her slender body against Watanabe Toru's arms.

"It's really not easy to fall in love." Watanabe Toru sighed.

"How dare you tell me that I've never wet the bed?" Kujo Miki poked his nose with her finger, "If you're going to lie, tell it like it is."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Yes? Are you really going to lie to me?"

"no!"

I thought it would take a long time to walk, but in the blink of an eye I saw the orange Tokyo Tower.

If you stand there and look down at Tokyo, which is now dotted with lights, you would probably see the Milky Way.

There are many people queuing up to climb the tower, but just watching from below is enough.

The colorful neon lights are ever-changing.

The twinkling lights fill the streets on winter nights, bringing light and warmth to people.

Looking at these, all the gloom this year will be relieved under the baptism of light, and we will look forward to next year.

Just as I was staring at it in fascination, a cold wind blew.

Watanabe Toru was fine, but Kujo Miki couldn't help but tremble.

Perhaps because her ears and cheeks were cold, she put on the hood of her coat.

Under the brim of the hat, that delicate and small face is even more lovely.

That look made Watanabe Toru inadvertently fascinated.

Miki Kujo noticed the change in his eyes and a proud and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Toru Watanabe pulled her into his arms, cupped her cheeks under her hat, and brought his lips closer and closer.

Looking at the face so close to her, Kujo Miki's fair face began to waver.

Under the Tokyo Tower, the light of the stars was reflected in her black eyes.

When Toru Watanabe heard the sound of her accelerated heartbeat, her long eyelashes trembled gently like butterfly wings and she closed her eyes obediently.

Their lips pressed together.

Watanabe Toru saw from the corner of his eye the bright lights, the interweaving crowds, the gorgeous Tokyo Tower, and the shy roses.

The world is full of colors, the scenery is breathtaking, and everything is romantic and warm.

When the two separated, Toru Watanabe realized that the hand that was originally holding Kujo Miki had been hugged around her without him noticing.

Miki Kujo also hugged him, her rosy face resting in his arms.

Where the two of them are, there is warmth and romance.

Winter nights are no longer lonely, and the cold wind is no longer bleak.

"Watanabe."

Her voice rises and falls like the most beautiful melody in the world, and is as warm as the most powerful Gulf Stream in the world.

Toru Watanabe hugged her tightly and smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"I'm not going anywhere." He said affectionately.

He put the ring on Kujo Miki's finger with his own hands, and if she were here, he would stay here.

System tasks, high-quality New Year gift packages, and transcendental skills, Toru Watanabe is unwilling to be bound by these things.

The color of Tokyo Tower suddenly changed.

Miki Kujo pushed Toru Watanabe away.

"What's wrong?" he asked curiously.

"I'm going back." Miki Kujo tidied her hair at the temples.

"...Ah?" Watanabe Toru looked down at his watch. "It's only 9:10. I want to stay with you for a while longer. If you're afraid of the cold, let's find a restaurant."

"Do not."

"Then I'll go back with you."

"Stop." Kujo Miki pointed her finger at Watanabe Toru's forehead as he was about to hug her, "I have work to do today."

"Work?" Watanabe Toru was speechless. "Can't I take a day off on Christmas? I have to go back to my hometown tomorrow."

"It's Christmas, so we have to work hard."

"What do you mean?" Watanabe Toru asked puzzledly.

Kujo Miki crossed her arms and ordered, "You don't need to know the reason, just listen to me."

"……All right."

Toru Watanabe was completely confused and couldn't understand what the Queen was thinking.

Miki Kujo got into a luxury car that had been parked on the roadside at some point and merged into the crowded traffic.

Watanabe Toru, who stayed where he was, was blown by the cold wind and began to hesitate whether to continue the system task.

After thinking about it, he decided to take a taxi back.

I couldn't get a taxi for half a day, so I had to walk to Kamiyacho to take the train.

Walking on the street, passers-by looked at him with strange eyes.

Toru Watanabe looked at the balloon in his hand, wondering whether to give it to a passing child or tie it to a tree.

If you have a girlfriend with you, it is not strange to hold balloons, or even hold a woman's handbag or wear high heels.

After walking for five minutes, he turned his attention to Watanabe Toru, who was preparing to eat something, and saw a familiar figure.

Rin Kiyono is wearing a white turtleneck sweater, a long cardigan on the outside, and a brown long skirt.

On the night street illuminated by lights, with her black hair swaying, she is particularly charming.

"Watanabe-kun, why are you alone here? Where is Kujo-san?" Ikki Aoi looked around.

"She suddenly said she had to work and went back." Watanabe Toru said with a headache.

"You have to work on Christmas? Kujo-san is really hard-working." Ikki Aoi nodded and said with a little sympathy, "Then what are you going to do about it, Watanabe-kun?"

"go home."

"Watanabe-kun, you live alone, right? It's okay for you to go back, so why don't you continue strolling with us?" Ikki Aoi suggested.

Watanabe Toru glanced at a few people.

Tamamo Yomi looked unhappy; Hanada Asako looked nervous; Asuka Mai, who had a slim figure and a small bag on her shoulder like an urban beauty, had a calm expression.

"Forget it." He shook his head.

"You're going back to Iwate Prefecture tomorrow, right? Just play a little longer today." Kiyono Rin's tone sounded more like an order than a negotiation.

"……All right."

Toru Watanabe followed them back.

While waiting at the intersection, Ikki Aoi suggested going to Tokyo Tower to eat ramen.

"Watanabe-san."

"Hmm?" Toru Watanabe, who was looking at the balloons to pass the time, retracted his gaze and looked at Kiyono Rin who was looking straight ahead.

"You said before that we don't have the right to choose, we just eat whatever is available."

"What? Oh, you mean the suckling pig and the crab?"

“I don’t consider it a disaster to have no choice, to be trapped in suffering, to be in a desperate situation.”

"what is that?"

“I think it’s a time for people to grow.”

"This answer fits your personality very well." Watanabe Toru nodded.

Qingye Rin suddenly turned her head and looked at him straight.

"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru felt uncomfortable being stared at by her.

"If you don't have the right to choose, you just go with the flow. Even if you look good on the outside, your heart is already rotten."

"I'm really sorry for being so rotten inside."

Facing Watanabe Toru's joke to change the subject, Kiyono Rin laughed: "You told me that the time you miss most is the days when you worked part-time every day, right?"

There was a sudden cheer from the crowd.

Snowing.

Amid the cheers of Aoi Ichiki, “It’s a white Christmas!”, Kiyono Rin tucked her long hair that was blown by the wind behind her ears, and said softly but firmly to Toru Watanabe:

"No matter what you choose, Watanabe, you have to be yourself."

The snow fell between the two of them.

After a moment of silence, Watanabe Toru sighed, took off his coat and put it on the shivering shoulders of Kiyono Rin.

"It doesn't matter whether I do myself or not, don't catch a cold."

Chapter 202: Christmas before the End of the Semester (11)

This is the first snow of the year.

Falling from the night sky, fluttering everywhere, endlessly.

"It's a White Christmas! It's so nice to be out tonight!"

"looks great!"

"I'm really lucky. Is it because I'm with you?"

"Are you cold? Can I hold you?"

"... um~"

Amidst the sound of wheels grinding on the road, a special atmosphere is brewing among the couples waiting at the traffic lights.

Everyone is happy.

Watanabe Tetsuya smiled and asked Kiyono Rin:

"Does this count as 'appreciating the moment when rain turns into snowflakes in the middle of the night'?"