My girlfriend is a bad lady

Watanabe Toru nodded expressionlessly, looking a little inhuman - he didn't dare to laugh casually.

Instead of getting angry, the girl became excited and spoke out all the experiences she had just summarized in one breath.

Only after Miki Kujo's sharp eyes shot over did the girl purse her lips embarrassedly.

The girl's companions laughed at her teasingly, and in the middle of winter, the girl's ears turned red.

Toru Watanabe loads rubber bullets into the prop gun.

Holding the spear in one hand, he aimed at the best prize, a Hatsune Miku figurine.

"Saints," Watanabe Toru said in a low and solemn voice, like a church choir, "Believe in the grace of God. God will not abandon us. Please give me the strength to defeat the enemies of my country."

Miki Kujo, who was eating corn, stopped chewing.

Before she could speak, Qing Ye Lin said: "I advise you not to ask."

As the person who has spent the longest time with Toru Watanabe and knows him best, Kiyono Rin could probably guess that it was definitely another line from the anime.

"Snap!" The eraser accurately hit Hatsune Miku's head under the box.

"It must be knocked down." The boss ruthlessly said the shooting rules again.

"...How is that possible! Don't you know the power of your broken gun?"

The young boss shrugged his shoulders with an arrogant attitude, saying, "This is the rule. Don't let me talk too much in this cold weather."

"I don't believe it." Watanabe Toru took out the money, "Give me 1,000 yen!"

He was too confident just now and only bought one round.

"Watanabe-san, stop embarrassing us." Kiyono Rin's ability to pour cold water on others is despairing.

"I don't believe it, I can still do it!"

"That's enough, you're just a kid." Miki Kujo returned the corn to Toru Watanabe.

Watanabe Toru had no choice but to put down his prop gun and follow the two beautiful girls. Before he turned around, he said to his boss:

"You're lucky to have the New Year. If it were just me, I'd bankrupt you today."

"Poor guy." The boss looked down on guys who only bought one shot, and even more hated handsome guys.

Even the high school girl just mentioned bought five.

The three of them slowly came to the shrine's social affairs office.

Toru Watanabe went in and called for help.

There were many men with red faces gathered here.

There was a long table in the middle of the living room where they were eating and drinking. Loud laughter could be heard from time to time in the room, and the atmosphere was lively.

The heating wasn't on, but even Toru Watanabe, who had just walked in, felt so hot that he wanted to take off his coat - it was that lively.

"Dad, he's gone." Toru Watanabe found his father, leaned over and whispered.

"Oh? Here you are, good!" Watanabe Tsuneo didn't drink any alcohol, but was holding juice in his hand.

"Hengxiong, is this your son?" the person next to him with a red face shouted.

"I won the gold medal in the national wind instrument competition, ranked first in the mock exam, and my girlfriend is a rich girl from Tokyo!" Watanabe Tsuneo didn't drink, but his neck turned red because he yelled so hard.

"That's great! He has a bright future!" someone said.

Some people also say, "Women in Tokyo are all vixens, you will definitely be deceived in the end!"

"That's right, how about a blind date with my daughter?" someone else said.

While dealing with these drunkards, Watanabe Tsuneo walked out of the social affairs office with his son.

When the door was closed, Toru Watanabe heard someone shouting to them, "Who's leaving before dawn?!"

Then there was the sound of slamming the table, followed by a drunken “Bagayalu!”.

After leaving the shrine, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, the sky was cloudless, and the stars were clear.

The air is cooler, but also clearer.

The four people who had just come out from the fire and the crowd hurried into Kcar.

On the way back, Toru Watanabe was still talking about what happened at the shooting stall.

"It's not a big deal. Why are you talking so long?" Miki Kujo wanted to cross her legs, but unfortunately the space in the back seat was limited.

Her unsuccessful attempt to block the fight was seen by Qingye Rin.

One of them looked at him with contempt, while the other looked at him in confusion, and they glared at each other.

"It's so embarrassing." Watanabe Toru held up the car window with his left hand. "Why is it that other male protagonists have others come to them to show off, but for me, I took the initiative to ask for it, but I still failed."

"You really think you are the male protagonist, Watanabe-san. Your shamelessness is beyond my imagination." Qingno Rin exclaimed.

"What qualifications do you have to criticize me?" Watanabe Toru complained, and continued to complain, "It's all your fault for pushing me, otherwise I would have made that guy bankrupt."

Amid his complaints, the Kcar drove towards Mizawa Village.

After the New Year, they will return to Tokyo.

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"Om~"

In Watanabe Toru's pocket, the silent phone vibrated slightly and the screen lit up.

"Tōru, I've found a house."

Chapter 219 New Year in Iwate Prefecture: New Year Surprise (End)

On the first day of the new year, Miki Kujo got up earlier than usual.

When she went downstairs and walked into the living room, Toru Watanabe was telling Xiaolian about his high school life in Tokyo.

"…At that time, the football flew across the entire Shenchuan Stadium, and the camera couldn't keep up!" He held an orange in his hand and drew an exaggerated parabola.

"Oh——" Xiaolian opened her mouth and her little head followed the orange in Watanabe Toru's hand.

"When we land!" He stuffed the orange into Xiaolian's hand, "Everyone will shout 'Watanabe! Watanabe!' From that moment on, I, your brother, will be the strongest high school student in the entire island country."

Xiaolian looked at the oranges in her hands stupidly.

"Miki, you're up." Toru Watanabe noticed Miki Kujo who walked in.

"Yeah." Miki Kujo sat on her exclusive cushion.

Xiaolian came back to her senses, supported herself on the table with her hands, and bowed to Kujo Miki obediently:

"We are here to wish you a happy new year, Sister Meiji."

"Well, Happy New Year." Miki Kujo nodded in return.

She noticed the red envelope (or more accurately, a white envelope) of New Year's money on Xiaolian's desk and spread her hands towards Watanabe Toru.

Toru Watanabe handed her the half-eaten orange in his hand, with the flesh and peel still attached, and bright green leaves on the peel.

"I asked you to take the money." Kujo Miki said unhappily.

Of course, the orange was not returned to Toru Watanabe.

"Money? New Year's money?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"I want to give Xiaolian a New Year's gift."

"Yeah!" If Xiaolian had alopecia, they would definitely be standing up now.

"How much?" Toru Watanabe asked as he took out his wallet.

"One million, maybe."

"One, one, one million!" Xiaolian took a defensive stance, as if she had suffered a powerful shock wave - similar to the expressions and movements of other background characters when she transformed into a Super Saiyan.

"Where would I get so much cash!" Watanabe Toru said helplessly.

"how much do you have?"

Watanabe Toru counted his poor wallet: "Only 53,000 yen."

"Fifty thousand then."

Toru Watanabe ignored Kujo Miki, who had a seriously abnormal concept of money, and took out a 1,000 yen bill. Since he didn't have a red envelope, he handed it directly to Xiaolian.

"Xiao Lian, this is the New Year's money that Sister Meiji gave you," he said.

Xiaolian was frightened and took a step back: "Can we really accept it? This is one thousand yen, Archer!"

"Of course!"

Xiaolian looked at it for several seconds and exchanged glances with Watanabe Toru several times before confirming that she could really accept it.

When she carefully took the 1,000 yen bill, her childlike eyes were full of water.

"I am touched." She held the thousand yen in her arms, "I am touched by this thousand yen."

"One thousand yen?" Kujo Miki frowned and looked at Watanabe Toru who took the initiative. "Not even ten thousand yen?"

"Miji, this place is different from Tokyo." Watanabe Toru put away his wallet. "In Mizawa Village, New Year's money is all in coins. One thousand yen has been the New Year's money for several years."

The highest denomination of coins is 500 yen, which is enough to buy a bag of snacks at the store in Mizawa Village.

For children and even adults living in Misawa Village, the amount of New Year's money given in Tokyo is unimaginable.

As for the New Year's money that Queen Kujo mentioned casually - one million yen, most people living in "Chiyoda Ward" or "Minato Ward" in Tokyo probably don't dare to think about it, right?

"Is Miki up?" Watanabe came in with some cooked rice cakes. "Happy New Year!"

Kujo Miki stood up and bowed beautifully to Watanabe:

"Happy New Year, mother."

Watanabe Branch was taken aback for a moment, then laughed happily, and said again: "Happy New Year!"

Watanabe Toru, sitting in the kotatsu with his hands behind his body, lazily watched this scene.

"Meiji, this is your New Year's money." Watanabe Eda took out a white red envelope from her apron pocket.

"Thank you, mother." Kujo Miki bowed again and took it with both hands.

After putting down the rice cakes, Watanabe branch noticed Xiaolian who was holding a thousand yen.

"Xiao Lian, what is this?" she asked.

"It's the New Year's money given to me by sister Meiji!" Xiaolian replied.

"Is that so? Did you say thank you to Sister Meiji?"

"Hmm!" Xiaolian's body trembled, "We forgot!"

Then, she quickly put her feet together and bowed respectfully to Kujo Miki:

"Sister Meiji, thank you very much, we will always remember you."

"..."

The dialect used was from Iwate Prefecture, and the honorifics were used quite well, though the words used seemed a bit unlucky.

When the atmosphere became a little awkward, Qingye Rin also walked into the living room carrying some cooked rice cakes.

When the five of them were having breakfast, Toru Watanabe asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"

"Still sleeping in."

After dinner, the five of them sat and chatted, listening to Toru Watanabe continue to brag about his rosy high school life.

On the TV, there was a weird New Year program that just seemed to make noise.

"Sorry, sorry, I got up late." Watanabe Tsuneo walked in embarrassedly.

"Uncle (father), Happy New Year." Two young girls and a little girl congratulated in unison.

"happy New Year Happy New Year."

When Watanabe Tsuneo sat down to eat rice cakes, the default ringtone of his cell phone rang out at the table.

Miki Kujo took out her cell phone and answered the call.

Xiaolian stared at the phone. It was a style she had never seen before.