My girlfriend is a bad lady

Although it was rare for club activities to be unclear, there were many groups with unclear meanings anyway, and since he could leave early, Watanabe Toru didn't care much.

"You didn't just join because Seino-san is pretty, did you?"

Facing the look the female teacher gave the pervert, Toru Watanabe nodded and replied, "She is very beautiful."

"I'm telling you... forget it. Change to another club. There's no need to join the Human Observation Club."

"Why? Isn't it a society?"

"That's not the case." Koizumi Aona smiled, "Kiyono Rin is just like you. She refused to join any clubs at first, so the school specially allowed her to create a club that she was interested in."

"Teacher, please allow me to create a 'home study department'. I will bring the exercise book to you."

"Don't even think about it."

“Is there no democracy in this school?”

"Kiyono Rin ranked first in the school in entrance exams. My classmate Watanabe, how about you?"

“…Third place isn’t bad, right?”

"Not bad." Koizumi Aona nodded in agreement and looked at Watanabe Toru with admiration: "But her father is the president of a large company that sponsors our school."

"I was born in a small village and am a member of a disadvantaged group. Shouldn't I be taken care of more? The school didn't waive my tuition, but it should give me special treatment when it comes to founding a club, right?"

"Hahaha, you are such an interesting student." The English teacher of the next class, who was sitting next to Koizumi Aona, interrupted with a laugh without any feminine reserve.

Koizumi Aona glanced at her colleague and best friend, then gave Watanabe Toru a kind yet ruthless smile that said, "You are not young anymore, it's time for you to understand the dark side of society."

"Okay. But I still insist on joining the Human Observation Department. I am very interested in humans themselves."

"What's my full name?" Koizumi Aona leaned closer and looked directly into Watanabe Toru's eyes.

Watanabe Toru took two steps back: "Teacher, it's too close, it smells so good."

"Look," Koizumi Aonai sat up straight, "If you don't even know your English teacher's full name, don't even talk about being interested in humans."

At this time, the English teacher from the next class leaned over and leaned in Koizumi Aona's arms, and interrupted the topic again:

"Classmate, I can tell you her name if you call me sister."

"Akira!" Koizumi Aona straightened her body in an unhappily manner.

"Okay, okay, I won't disturb your conversation with you." Fujiki Akiko picked up the textbook and stood up: "I'm going to class."

Koizumi Aona raised her slender white wrist and looked at the watch face, only to notice that it was almost time for class.

She said to Watanabe Toru, "If you insist on joining, it's up to you. But you must participate in club activities. I will ask Kiyono-san."

"clear."

"Go to class."

Although he said he was going to class, Toru Watanabe did not go back to school, but went to the cooking class.

Today is Wednesday, and the last class in the afternoon is the weekly home economics class - cooking or sewing clothes.

The cooking classroom was already full of people, including students from Class 1, Grade 1 and Class 4, Grade 1.

Watanabe Toru and Kunii Osamu were in the same group, along with two other girls from the same class. They were in charge of assisting, while the girls did the main work.

Toru Watanabe was assigned the task of peeling potatoes.

"Does Kunii have a girlfriend?" asked a girl named Yamaguchi Naomi.

"Me?" Kunijii Osamu seemed a little flattered.

He has very short hair, average looks, and a noisy personality, so he has never been asked this kind of question by a girl.

“Yeah~” Yamaguchi Naomi nodded cutely.

"Not yet, not yet." At this time, Kunijiro Osamu had lost the carefree attitude he had when he was among a group of boys, and behaved very shyly.

"I see. You don't plan on finding a girlfriend?"

"Ah? I think so."

"Hehe, Kunii-san is so funny."

"Is that so? Hehe."

Yamaguchi Naomi turned to Watanabe Toru who was peeling potatoes and said, "Watanabe-san, do you have a girlfriend?"

"No."

"Really? Do you plan on finding a girlfriend?"

If this question were asked before today's math class, Toru Watanabe would have firmly answered no, but now he was a little hesitant.

"I don't have to find one, but if I meet someone I like, I will still want her to be my girlfriend." He replied.

Another girl who was wearing glasses and had been silent the whole time asked, "Has Watanabe met someone you like?"

"Not for now." Watanabe cut the peeled potatoes into pieces, rinsed them, and placed them on the chopping board.

"Thank you." Yamaguchi Naomi thanked her politely.

At this moment, there was a sound of a stainless steel basin falling to the ground. The sound was so harsh that the entire cooking room fell silent.

"Hey, pay attention! When we were forming a team, didn't you say you could cook?"

"Sorry, Tamamo-san, it was my fault!"

"Stop talking nonsense and pick it up!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

A few seconds later, the cooking classroom returned to the hustle and bustle, with kitchen knives chopping on the chopping board, spatulas colliding with pots, and students arguing over cooking opinions...

"It's Tamamo Hachimi from Class 1." Yamaguchi Naomi whispered in a strange tone.

Kunii Osamu asked curiously, "Yamaguchi-san, I heard that Tamamo-san is not popular among girls?"

"There's a junior high school classmate of mine in Class 1. She said that Tamamo Haomi seems to often take money from boys." The girl with glasses answered.

"Get money from boys?" Kunijui Osamu's eyes widened. "How?"

"How else can we get it?" Yamaguchi Naomi's answer was brief, leaving endless possibilities.

Kunii Osamu took a deep breath, feeling very incredible. He moved closer to Watanabe Toru and said excitedly:

"A real bitch, first time seeing one! She's real, not from a comic or anime!"

Watanabe Toru was also a little surprised.

Just like when he was in college his previous life, he suddenly heard that a girl in his class had been a mistress to a man from another society.

Although I know that such things exist and am prepared to accept them, when they really happen to me, I still exclaim from the bottom of my heart - what a wonderful world this is.

Watanabe Toru took a beautiful look at Tamamo. The same Western-style school uniform on her gave her an inexplicably fashionable look. She was a very cute girl.

and many more.

Just as he was about to lower his head to help Kunijio Osamu process the carrots, he suddenly remembered something.

The last remaining [Detector] was aimed at Tamamono Mimi who was still teaching a lesson to the boys in her group.

[Character: Tamamo Yoshimi]

[Age: 15 years old]

【Intelligence: 5】

【Charm: 8】

[Stamina: 6]

[Intelligence: Pursuing fashion; getting money by agreeing to be someone's girlfriend; looking down on ugly people; looking down on poor people;]

[Dating record: 4, can be conquered]

After tasting the average potato curry, the family class came to an end.

Watanabe Toru, Kunii Osamu and Saito Keisuke walked back to the classroom together.

"Saito, just now Yamaguchi-san asked me if I had a girlfriend, and also asked if I was planning to find one!"

"real or fake?!"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask Watanabe!"

"Yeah." Watanabe Toru nodded.

"It looks like your spring is coming!" Saito Keisuke punched Kunii Osamu, "We agreed that whoever finds a girlfriend first will treat the others to a meal!"

"No problem!" Kunijima Osamu not only didn't care about being punched, but also happily agreed to the request.

Saito Keisuke still felt incredible, "Watanabe is here too, and Yamaguchi actually took a fancy to you?"

"Kunii is very masculine, so it's normal for girls to like him," said Toru Watanabe.

"That's right!" Kuniichi Osamu nodded repeatedly.

Although Naomi Yamaguchi doesn't like Kunii Osamu, what Watanabe Toru said is true.

Although Toru Watanabe is handsome, he is generally thin and it is common for him to make a fool of himself in physical education classes.

Kunii Osamu is very good at basketball, football, and long-distance running, and is a member of the popular baseball club. He looks good in sportswear, so it is not surprising that there are girls who like him.

The three of them returned to Class 4 while playing around.

When passing by Class 1, Toru Watanabe noticed that Tamamo Yoshimi was at the back of the classroom, organizing her schoolbag and chatting and laughing with a few girls.

He suddenly remembered something.

"What is Mr. Koizumi's full name?"

The two people who were originally thinking about how to ask Yamaguchi Naomi for her contact information fell silent at the same time and stared at him with an expression of "How could you not know this?"

Chapter 4 Part-time Job and Planning

Kamikawa High School ends at 3:15, and Toru Watanabe arrives at Nishi-Shinjuku Station at 3:30.

He works in a supermarket near the exit.

"Watanabe-kun, you're here!" As soon as he arrived at the store, the young female cashier Chiharu Murai standing at the checkout counter greeted him with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Chiharu-sister."

Toru Watanabe walked into the staff room, put his schoolbag in the locker, changed into his uniform, put on an apron, and walked to the deli area.

"Watanabe-kun, I'm leaving first." Keiko, who was in charge of escorting him, saw him and couldn't wait to put down the work in her hands.

"it is good."

Jingzi was in her twenties and had been a housewife since she got married. When her daughter went to kindergarten, she got bored staying at home and went out to work again.

Every day at a certain time, I rush to pick up my daughter.

Watanabe Toru was the only one left in the deli section.

He first looked at the oden, and saw only a few pieces of incomplete fried tofu floating on top.

He skillfully took out processed white radish cubes, kelp rolls, rice cake lucky bags, konjac and other ingredients from the cold snow area, put them into the machine in different categories, filled them with soup, and turned on the fire to cook.

Then there are fried foods.

The best-selling pork patties and chicken skewers are almost sold out, so we have to restock them quickly.

The oil that had been used for the whole morning was still relatively clean. The chicken skewers were put in, and yellow bubbles appeared. A slight heat wave hit Watanabe Toru's face, which was covered with a mask.

"Mom! I want this!"

"It's time for dinner, no!"

"Ah—I want it!"

Toru Watanabe said nothing, waiting for the tug-of-war between the child and the young mother in front of the counter to end.

Finally, the child happily took the freshly fried chicken skewers from him and was obediently led away by his mother who was still nagging.

“Thank you for your patronage.”

As soon as I left this side, students wearing other high school uniforms came to buy oden on the other side.

"One carrot, no, two!"