My girlfriend is a bad lady

There is also the large main house of Kujo where Kujo's mother lives, which is not a single-family house in the general sense.

The two had dinner in the living room.

Miki Kujo ate a few bites and left the table to go upstairs.

Watanabe Toru ate slowly.

"What is this?" he asked the maid.

"Mustard flowers." The maid replied, bending over.

“It should be an early spring dish, right?”

"Yes, it was sent from Izu Mountain."

"Is it already spring in Izu Mountain?"

"We have just entered early spring, and I heard that the winter cherry blossoms are in full bloom." The maid had a pleasant voice and spoke slowly and leisurely, as if she was telling a story under the lights at night.

Watanabe Toru nodded, took a bite of fried whitebait, and imagined what early spring in Izu would look like.

As a result, the images he imagined were all of Mizawamura's fields. After all, he had never been to Izu.

A maid came to serve the food, and when she left, she took away the first two dishes.

The maid just now took the initiative to introduce: "This is celery mixed with vinegar, and this is fried dragon sprouts. They are all early spring wild vegetables served to guests at the Izu Hot Spring Hotel."

Watanabe Toru tasted it.

At the corner of the living room leading to the kitchen, another maid came out and brought fresh dishes.

Half an hour later, a maid came down from the second floor.

She walked over to Watanabe Toru and said in a serious tone:

"Master Watanabe, Miss is asking if you have finished your dinner."

"What did she say exactly?" Toru Watanabe knew his girlfriend very well.

"Let me see if you are dead." The maid's expression remained unchanged.

Watanabe Toru put down his bowl and chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and when he stood up, he said to the maid who had just introduced the dishes:

"Please tell the chef that I really like today's food."

The maid bowed slightly.

After eating and drinking his fill, Toru Watanabe calmed himself down and prepared to go to the second floor to face his fate.

After taking a shower, Miki Kujo sat on the sofa in her pajamas.

Her charming and noble body leaned calmly on the cushion, looking down at Watanabe Toru who walked in.

The chest of the yukata was slightly open, revealing the girl's youthful figure.

The hem of her pajamas revealed a long section of her smooth legs.

"nice……"

"Come here," she ordered.

The elusive, ever-changing, enchanting, and sinister charm of Miki Kujo.

……

On the big white bed, Toru Watanabe lay on Miki Kujo with his head resting on her chest.

With a blush on her face, Kujo Miki put her slender white fingers into his hair.

The two of them remained like this, quietly for a long time.

"Which subject are you going to choose, arts or science?" asked Toru Watanabe.

He remained motionless except for his lips, reveling in the contact of skin with Kujo Miki.

"What about you?" Kujo Miki's voice was lazy and full of satisfaction.

When in bed, she is no longer the queen, and the two of them talk like a young couple or a married couple.

"Liberal arts?" Toru Watanabe was not sure.

"Ok?"

"I plan to study economics in the second-class liberal arts department of the University of Tokyo."

"economy?"

"Look, I will hardly have to work in the future. The only time I need to work is the four years when you have children, so maybe I should learn some economic knowledge."

"I suggest you go to the Faculty of Education." Miki Kujo combed Watanabe Toru's hair.

"why?"

"You work for four years, but you take care of your children for at least ten years."

"That makes sense." Watanabe Toru nodded, making Kujo Miki's chest itch, "Then I'll go to the Faculty of Education and major in preschool education?"

"You don't need to take care of the child." Kujo Miki said, "What kind of teacher or babysitter can't we hire?"

"Meiji, I have something I want to ask you. I'm very curious."

"Ah."

"If you have children in the future, how do you plan to raise them?"

"Use the most stringent method for the first child, and be casual with the others."

"What if the first child doesn't inherit our genes?"

"It doesn't matter if you're not good-looking, but if you're not smart enough, you'll have to find someone else."

"Too ruthless, isn't it? You must have forced the child to learn a lot before he discovered that he was not smart enough."

"Learn a lot of things, or give up on him, it's all for the good of the child and the Kujo family. By the way," Kujo Miki's hand stopped, "You are not allowed to interfere in this matter, don't be so gentle all the time, let me decide."

"Yes, yes, yes." Sixteen-year-old Watanabe Toru had no sympathy for his future child.

The two were silent for a while.

"What do you think I should give you as a return gift for White Valentine's Day?" Watanabe Toru asked again.

"The merchant has already thought it out for you. Just buy the expensive ones."

"Yeah." Watanabe Toru buried his face in Kujo Miki's chest, his voice becoming dull, "So what do you want?"

"Think for yourself."

Kujo Miki stopped talking, feeling the warm breath on her chest.

"I buy the most beautiful roses from Daejeon Flower Market every day and give them to you as a good morning?"

The Ota Flower Market in Ota Ward, Tokyo, is the most famous flower market in the island country.

Every day, a large number of flowers are gathered here from all over the world, and the trading volume ranks first among the island countries.

“It’s something that can be done with money.”

"What do you want? I have nothing to give you."

Kujo Miki thought for a moment and said with a smile, "I want a promise."

"Two is fine."

"If you are taken away one day, can I kill you?"

Toru Watanabe raised his upper body and looked down at his beautiful girl.

He told his beautiful girl in his most gentle and firm voice:

"No matter what happens in the future, we two will always be together."

"Where's Kiyono?"

"no matter who."

"Really?"

"If that day comes, just kill me."

Miki Kujo reached out and hooked her arms around Watanabe Toru's neck, and the two kissed each other.

"Did you have a good rest?" Watanabe Toru asked impatiently after the kiss.

"Do you want to continue? No, that's enough for today."

"This is just the beginning, what are you talking about, sister."

"Not coming anymore." Miki Kujo pushed Toru Watanabe away, wrapped herself in the quilt, and turned her back to him.

The huge bed and the slender figure on the edge of the bed seemed to say "I'm already asleep".

Toru Watanabe reached out, pulled her delicate white body out of the quilt, pulled her to the center of the big bed, and pressed her under him.

"When we finished just now, you were the one who said 'let me rest for a while', right?"

"No more!" Miki Kujo struggled.

"Three more times."

"No!" Miki Kujo pressed against Toru Watanabe's lips.

"once!"

"No means no!" Miki Kujo clamped Watanabe Toru's hand with her legs.

"Give me a reason?" Watanabe Toru moved his fingers.

"How many times do you think that was? I'm tired."

"I'll do it this time, Sister, you just lie down and enjoy it."

"No!" Miki Kujo held her body against his approaching body with her hands.

"why?"

"in……"

"What's inside? Sister, I don't understand, please teach me."

"If you don't understand, go learn it yourself. Aren't you number one in the country? Don't bother me."

"Sister, my sister Meiji, a 17-year-old girl, how can you say that you are not capable?" Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

"Because you're a girl, that's why... um——"

Caught off guard, Kujo Miki let out a soft moan.

"Watanabe Toru!"

She slapped his back hard with her hand, making a very loud sound.

Then, the girl's hands slowly began to caress.

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After Valentine's Day, Kamikawa High School entered the final exam season.

Those winners in life who receive chocolates on Valentine's Day will, while learning, happily worry about how to give back.

After the final exams, school time becomes redundant and enjoyable.

Apart from deciding on the second-year major based on "liberal arts, science, and future preparation for national or private college entrance exams," there is nothing else to worry about.

As we step into March, the weather is still very cold in the mornings and evenings, but it is gradually getting warmer during the day.

When Toru Watanabe was jogging in the morning, he found that peach blossoms had already grown buds. Soon, the cherry blossoms would be in full bloom.

In the Human Observation Club after school, Kujo Miki rarely appeared.

"Qiono-san, I've been thinking about it for more than 20 days, but I still can't think of a good gift to give you in return. Can you please just tell me what you want?"

Opposite the beech table, Qingye Rin was reading a book.

"Solve your own problems yourself, don't ask me all day long."

"But don't you think it's too cunning?" Watanabe Toru said, "It's the same Valentine's Day, but girls only need to give chocolates, but boys give all kinds of gifts in return."

"The complexity of things has nothing to do with quantity. Even chocolate is divided into whether it is handmade or not. If it is not handmade, you can choose the packaging and flavor; if it is handmade, you can choose whether it is simply melted and solidified, or whether condensed milk, cocoa powder, or mustard are added..."