My girlfriend is a bad lady

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"After eating, we will go to the next stop!"

Southern Izu, Shimoda.

This is just a very ordinary city.

There is no night view of Roppongi, luxury of Ginza, fashion of Shibuya, and second-hand shops in Harajuku.

But the two of them were very happy walking hand in hand on an ordinary zebra crossing.

The sun is warm, the streets are spotless, crystal clear, and even the number of pedestrians around is not too many, everything is in its best condition.

The two walked on the road for half an hour without doing anything.

On the way, Toru Watanabe hugged Miki Kujo and took a few photos, with peach blossoms everywhere on the roadside as the background.

"I'm not happy anymore." Miki Kujo was tired.

"You've been gone for so long, why are you suddenly saying you're unhappy?"

"I will be happy when I walk. Are you Forrest Gump?"

"Forrest Gump is running."

"Hmm?" Miki Kujo's eyes became sharp.

"Go to the next stop!"

"I'm tired."

"I'll carry you!"

Watanabe Toru bent down in front of Kujo Miki, who fell on his back and put her arms around his neck.

"I feel a little better." She said in a pleasant tone.

"Then I will carry you on my back for the rest of my life." Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

"You mean my leg is broken?"

"No." Watanabe Toru walked towards the train platform, "I mean, you shouldn't put your beautiful legs on the ground."

Kujo Miki put her lips close to his ear and said in a melodious and charming voice:

"If not on the ground, where to step?"

"Sister, be serious." Watanabe Toru looked serious and patted her buttocks through her casual pants.

Because she was being carried on her back, Kujo Miki's casual pants were tight, and her private parts were round and felt incredibly beautiful.

Miki Kujo used her right hand to strangle his neck.

"I'm dying, I'm really dying!"

The train departing from "Shimoda" to "Kawazu" runs on the edge of the coastline.

There are very few people in the tram, with red seats facing each other, a clean carriage and transparent glass.

Outside the glass is the blue sea of Izu.

The closer you go to "Kawazu", the stronger the breath of spring.

The two of them sat on the same side and could see the direction of the sea. Miki Kujo lazily leaned her head on Toru Watanabe's shoulder.

The sun shone on the tram walkway, just at the tip of their feet.

"Where are we going again?" she asked.

"Hejin."

"Isn't it another hot spring, or a place with nothing at all?"

"Of course not," Watanabe Toru assured, "In Kawazu there is a unique early cherry blossom called Kawazu Sakura. There are as many as 8000 of them on both sides of the Kawazu River."

"Go see the cherry blossoms?"

"The entire river is covered with cherry blossoms on both sides, stretching as far as the eye can see for 10 kilometers."

"generally."

"How can it be normal?" Watanabe Toru held onto Kujo Miki's right hand and exerted a little more force, making the two of them closer.

He continued:

"Just imagine, it's the end of March now, and when the wind blows, these early cherry blossoms will float down like rain, along the Kawazu River all the way to the Pacific Ocean."

"generally."

"That's 10 kilometers of cherry blossoms! The Pacific Ocean!"

"generally."

"It's just so-so, you'll know whether it's good or not when the time comes." Watanabe Toru gritted his teeth, kissed her hard on the forehead, and held her tighter with his hands.

Kujo Miki snorted with contempt and disdain, but still let him hold her in his arms.

The tram was shaking, and the emerald green sea water outside the window collided with the beach, splashing white foam.

When the train arrives at Kawazu, the cherry blossoms along the river are in full bloom.

The 10-kilometer-long pink flower belt is intertwined with the sea, rivers, and crowds of people admiring the flowers.

The two walked hand in hand among the cherry trees, and finally stood at a bridge that had a very island style.

"With your painting ability, Miki, you can definitely paint a 'Landscape and Cherry Blossom Viewing Picture' worth 1 billion yen based on the Kawazu River in front of us." Watanabe Toru waved his hand at both sides and said generously.

"Even if you say nice things, it won't stop me from feeling bad."

"What's wrong again?" Watanabe Toru turned his head to look at her beautiful and delicate profile.

"You said we were going to enjoy the cherry blossoms, but in the end we're just walking." Kujo Miki glanced at him.

"According to you, traveling is also walking."

"That's right." Miki Kujo nodded.

"You really intend to be unhappy from the beginning and play tricks on me!"

"Who proposed to come to Izu?"

"..." Watanabe Toru was speechless and gritted his teeth and said, "Next stop!"

"This is your last chance. If that doesn't work, you must accept your fate, dress up as a geisha, and serve me."

"Why must it be a geisha? How about a samurai instead?"

"'The Dancing Girl of Izu', it was you who suggested it, my Watanabe." A smile of triumph appeared on Kujo Miki's lips, and she stared at Watanabe Toru intently.

That proud and cunning beautiful figure belonged to him - realizing this fact, a warm current flowed through Watanabe Che's heart.

He pulled Kujo Miki into his arms and cupped her cheek with his right hand.

The two kissed on the bridge where cherry blossom rain was falling.

The Kawazu River flows continuously and merges into the Pacific Ocean. The Pacific Ocean evaporates and becomes the water of the Kawazu River again.

After a long while, Watanabe Toru pressed his hand against Kujo Miki's forehead and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"I have reserved a hot spring hotel in Shuzenji."

"carried me."

Toru Watanabe carried Kujo Miki on his back and walked along the cherry blossom path in Kawazu towards the bus stop on the beach.

In addition to cherry blossoms, there are also large areas of rapeseed flowers in full bloom, a brilliant yellow.

"Bus?" Watanabe Toru said with a little confusion.

"What bus?" asked Miki Kujo.

"Wait a minute!" Watanabe Toru started running.

Miki Kujo looked forward.

In the distance, next to the blue road sign on the platform, a bus was slowly starting to move.

"Wait a minute!" Toru Watanabe shouted as he ran.

"Hahaha, come on!" Kujo Miki's joyful laughter was carried away by the wind.

"Ah, catch up!"

pity.

Maybe it was because the broken bus was too noisy, maybe the driver didn't look at the rearview mirror, or maybe the bus company didn't allow people to stop, Toru Watanabe still didn't catch up.

"Damn it!" Watanabe Toru remained calm.

"Let me see..." Kujo Miki leaned over his back and looked at the platform timetable. "It will take an hour. Do you have any other reasons?"

"……kiss?"

"Did I let you kiss me?" Kujo Miki said coldly, "You kissed me without my permission, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Watanabe Toru stopped talking.

"The bus stop says there's a foot bath ahead. Go wait over there." Miki Kujo clamped her legs around his waist.

"Okay, princess, sit down. I'll take you there right away."

Toru Watanabe carried Miki Kujo on his back as they walked along the seaside road.

There are sparse white clouds and the Pacific Ocean on the left is endless.

"Meiji, can we discuss this further?"

"No."

"I've been very happy today. Even if I missed the bus, I still enjoy walking with you on my back."