My girlfriend is a bad lady

Keisuke Saito crossed his arms and pushed up his glasses like a class monitor - at today's evening meeting, the man with glasses was voted as the male class monitor.

"Watanabe, let's play a bishoujo game together!"

"It's me who should go. Goodbye, Aki, Keisuke, and Tomoya-san."

Watanabe Toru turned his pen, looked out the window, and thought about Koizumi Aona's attitude in the class meeting.

It was as if the hug at noon didn't happen, but it wasn't the same as usual either. Her eyes were deliberately avoiding this corner.

"…That's it, so let's make a beautiful girl game together!" Saito Keisuke seemed to say something passionately.

There is no need to ask specifically, the answer is that when the other party refuses, it doesn’t matter what they say.

Watanabe Toru closed his teaching diary and said, "Let's go."

"As expected of you, Watanabe! My dear friend!"

The two came to the teacher's office, where Keisuke Saito was waiting outside.

"Teacher Koizumi, this is the Teaching Diary." Toru Watanabe placed the Teaching Diary on Koizumi Aona's desk.

"Yeah." Amidst a pile of information, Koizumi Aona was typing on the computer.

Toru Watanabe glanced at the succulents on the corner of the table, then looked at Aona Koizumi.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Watanabe-san?" Koizumi Aona turned around and looked at Watanabe Toru in a businesslike manner.

Watanabe Toru thought for a moment, then nodded: "I see. Goodbye, teacher."

"Yeah." Koizumi Aona responded lightly.

After Watanabe Toru walked out of the office, Koizumi Aona faced the laptop again, placed her snow-white fingers on the keyboard, but could not type a single word.

What do you understand?

I called him Watanabe-san, so why not just forget about the past?

That's right, he never said he liked me, I was just trying to please him one-sidedly.

That's good, he is the student and I am the teacher, that's good.

The computer screen in front of her eyes gradually became blurred. Koizumi Aona raised her hand, ready to wipe the corners of her eyes and then continue working.

"Teacher," I suddenly heard a warm breath in my ear, "I want to eat hamburger steak tonight... Is that okay?"

Koizumi Aona trembled all over, heat began to gather on her snow-white face, and her heart was pounding.

"Teacher?" The voice was getting closer.

"Teacher?" We're almost kissing!

"No, no problem!" Koizumi Aona answered in a mournful voice.

"That's great, thank you Mr. Koizumi." Toru Watanabe left the office again.

Koizumi Aona's eyes were watery, and she held her face with her hands to hide her hot and red cheeks.

Fearing that she might be discovered, she looked around secretly as if she suddenly remembered something, and then her eyes met Akiko's.

It’s over.

It was just a misunderstanding yesterday, but has it all come true today? Do I really want to date Watanabe and be his lover?

No no no!

……

At least, at least, wait until after graduation.

Akiko couldn't stand the sight of Koizumi Aona, a little woman caught up in a fantasy of happiness.

Turning her face away, she opened the cup and took a sip of water, with a strange expression on her face, as if the water was bitter.

Toru Watanabe met up with Keisuke Saito who was waiting for him, and they walked towards the club building together.

In the classrooms along the way, there were occasionally students on duty.

In Class 1, Grade 3, there are students who are currently interviewing with their teachers, probably because of their mock exam results in April.

"The goal is to sell 50 copies at the cultural festival, then we can go to comic conventions, become famous in the industry, receive invitations from companies in the industry, and move towards..."

Keisuke Saito talked about his grand ambitions.

"Aki Keisuke, please go find your own stranger heroine and don't say these things to me." Watanabe Toru refused.

"Real game makers don't need random female protagonists! Women will only become an obstacle to their work! Walk hand in hand on the street, ride the Ferris wheel together, ride the roller coaster together, go into the haunted house together, ride the carousel together, use this time to make the female characters in the game three times cuter!"

"The Ferris wheel and carousel are great. I'll try them with my K-san next time."

"Watanabe!!!" Keisuke Saito shouted the protagonist's name almost in tears.

"I know, I know." Watanabe Toru said helplessly, "What should I do? Invest? Is one million yen enough?"

"If you can, please do!"

"The copyright of the game belongs to me. If there is a loss, I will pay the bank interest..."

"Actually, I came to talk to you about the script."

When he went to the club building, Toru Watanabe roughly knew what Keisuke Saito was planning.

He and Toru Watanabe, who ranked first in the island nation, were responsible for the game script;

Then, he and Toru Watanabe, the trump card of the wind band, were asked to ask the wind band to help with the music;

Finally, he, Toru Watanabe, and Tokyo Handsome continued to ask Chichiko from the art department to be responsible for the original painting.

"Let's not talk about who Chichiko from the art club is. I want to know, what are you responsible for?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"Supervisor." Saito Keisuke said.

"Gone?"

Saito Keisuke thought about it and answered for the second time: "There are also software aspects."

"What a coincidence, I know someone in the software field, I can ask him for help," said Toru Watanabe.

"Really? That's great! This way I can relieve a lot of stress! By the way, who is that person? I must invite him to join the computer research department!"

"Saito Keisuke from the Computer Research Department, it's no problem if I ask him."

"..."

"See what I mean?" Watanabe said, "I can make my own games."

Saito Keisuke said "Oh" with a dull expression, and then wailed:

"Watanabe, Watanabe, please, let me be the supervisor! No one loves bishoujo games more than me, please give me a chance!"

"Music and original drawings, ask others to do it yourself. Work hard on your own game. Don't you think your enthusiasm is not as good as Aki Tomoya's?"

"...You have a point." Saito Keisuke said dejectedly, but soon cheered up: "But with your script Watanabe, plus my love for bishoujo games, we are already number one in the country, hahahaha!"

In the elevated corridor on the fifth floor, Horikita Mai was practicing seriously with the music score.

When she saw Toru Watanabe, she gave a thumbs up, imitating Kamen Rider Kuuga.

Toru Watanabe also gave a thumbs up.

"Senior, you are really different today." said Horikita Mai.

"What's the difference?"

"She never responded to me before, and would only gently remind me to practice hard."

"Practice hard." Watanabe Toru reminded.

"Senior~Watanabe-senpai~" Horikita Mai pouted her lips, not sure if she was dissatisfied or acting coquettishly.

Watanabe Toru, whose sins were becoming more and more serious, turned a blind eye and walked towards the Human Observation Department.

Kiyono Rin was reading a book and Kujo Miki was browsing something on her tablet. It was only noon, and everything went back to a month ago.

But some things have changed forever in the past ten years of Mr. Koizumi's life.

Toru Watanabe cannot predict good or bad. The only thing he can do is to try his best to make those who love him and those he loves happy.

Sitting at the beech table for the first time in a long time, in order to help Keisuke Saito, he did not read books or study, but just wrote a script casually.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have written a script. Could you please give me some comments on it?" he said to the two beautiful girls.

No one answered him, which meant they agreed.

Watanabe Tetsu read:

"Where is this?" I looked around in confusion, and in front of me was a beautiful girl with golden twin ponytails. Above the girl's head, the words "flat-chested" and "tsundere" floated. "Words? What on earth are these..."

"Plagiarism?" Miki Kujo interrupted him.

"Plagiarism? Where did you plagiarize?" Toru Watanabe asked puzzledly.

"Blonde twin tails, flat breasts, tsundere, that's the Eriri you like." Kujo Miki said with a sneer.

I can more or less understand my boyfriend's hobbies through his usual requests in bed.

Since the Izu Geisha, this guy always asks me to tie my hair into twin ponytails. After checking his phone, I roughly understand the source of the inspiration for the request.

"What Eriri?" Watanabe Toru disagreed, "This is Akizuki Airi, Mizenin Nagi! The stories are completely different. If it's plagiarism just because the character settings are similar, please file a lawsuit first, and then come to me."

"Then listen to the story first." Kujo Miki asked him to continue reading.

"Words? What's going on?" He turned his sight again, and this time a beautiful girl with long black hair appeared. On top of her head, there was a long straight black hair, a sharp tongue, and flat breasts..."

"Wait a minute." Another beautiful girl interrupted him again.

"I'm not talking about Yukinoshita, I'm talking about Sanka Reiya, Miss Kiyono."

"Who cares about that."

"Ok?"

"Why are they all flat-chested?"

"Well... the market is flooded with big breasts now, so I thought..."

"Are you mocking me?"

"Absolutely not!"

Chapter 258 Defend the dignity of teachers!

The script is not that easy to write.

Watanabe Toru's self-righteousness subsided a little.

He just ranked first in the country in academic performance, not a great playwright.

As for the two young ladies being too demanding, it all came down to the fact that he himself did not write well enough.

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Akiko and Miyuki Miyazaki returned home, and Aona Koizumi, who had left early today, was already in the kitchen preparing dinner.

"And the little shop I always go to after school, the dim sum shop I always visit."

"There are also constant nagging and mornings of being scolded"

Along with the gentle sound of the burning gas stove flame, there is also gentle humming.

"It smells so good." Miyuki Miyazaki sniffed.

"Aona, what are we having for dinner today?" Akiko walked into the kitchen impatiently.

Koizumi Aona was using her hands to beat the meat ball back and forth to remove the air inside, while constantly adjusting the shape of the meat ball.

There was no need for her to answer, Akiko understood it at a glance.

"Hamburger steak? That's great! I love you so much, Aona!" She hugged Koizumi Aona and rubbed her face against Koizumi Aona's shoulder, "I don't want to give you to that boy Watanabe."

"Without Watanabe, Aona wouldn't be able to make hamburger steaks." Miyuki Miyazaki leaned against the kitchen door and looked at the two of them leisurely.

"That's not the case!" Koizumi Aina hid her shyness, "If you want to eat it, I will cook it for you."

"Although I really want to believe you, the takeout life in the past few years has reminded me to face reality." Akiko stood up and left Koizumi Aona.

She washed her hands in the sink, then picked up a portion of the meat and helped to beat it.