My girlfriend is a bad lady

He changed his shoes, walked down the corridor and stepped onto the neat path in the courtyard.

The courtyard is like a secret world of trees and flowers. When you are in it, you can't hear the hustle and bustle of Tokyo, only the birds singing in the trees.

Among these trees and flowers, Watanabe Toru only recognized hydrangeas, roses, gardenias, and the lavender that bloomed in sunny places and had a pleasant fragrance.

And these are just a small corner of the courtyard.

The two servants following Kujo's mother bowed to Watanabe Toru who was approaching.

"Master Watanabe."

Watanabe Toru nodded to them without saying anything, just standing there watching Kujo's mother plant the saplings in the soil.

It was May, and it was still bright at four in the afternoon.

At that time, lingering in Watanabe Toru's nose was a refreshing smell, and he didn't know which flower's fragrance it was.

After burying the soil around the roots of the sapling, Mother Jiujo stood up.

"The crimson rose of Germany." She turned around and said to Toru Watanabe.

"When will it bloom?" Toru Watanabe looked at the sapling.

“I plan to have it bloom in the fall.”

Watanabe Toru nodded.

Roses that bloom in late spring and early summer will of course bloom in autumn. What Kujo's mother said is very meaningful, as if there is a desire to command everything.

Because of Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru no longer dislikes women with this kind of personality.

"Watanabe-kun, do you know Rose?" Kujo's mother stretched out her hand and the servant took the thing from her.

"I know nothing about flowers."

"The roses in autumn are more fragrant and charming, and more graceful than the roses in spring."

"Really? Not only are there differences in varieties, but also in seasons?" Toru Watanabe asked curiously.

Without answering his question, Mother Jiujo, who had planted a patch of crimson roses, remained full of energy.

"Which do you prefer, autumn roses or spring roses?" she said:

"I haven't noticed the roses in autumn. But if I have to say, I like seasonal things, whether it's seasonal vegetables or seasonal flowers."

"Yingji, I remember that you and Xiaolin have the same birthday?"

"Then I like August flowers." Watanabe Toru changed his words.

It is now May, which is three months older than August.

Kujo's mother laughed and said, "It's almost June, and I just happened to remember your and Xiaolin's birthdays. Why did you deliberately explain?"

"Did Miki grow up here?" Toru Watanabe looked around and changed the subject.

"When she was a child, this was the secret garden where she and Xiaolin played hide-and-seek and house." Kujo's mother walked along the path, and Watanabe Toru followed behind her one step behind.

The two maids fell further away.

"Look at this trellis." said Kujo's mother.

When Toru Watanabe looked over, he saw that the wisteria flowers had withered and long bean branches were hanging from the wisteria trellis.

"There used to be a swing here. Meiji and Xiaolin once played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would push the swing. Meiji was unlucky and never won. When I went over, she was crying while pushing the swing."

"Pushing the swing while crying?" Watanabe Toru was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, "I really want to see Miki at that time, she must have been very cute."

"My daughter, of course she is cute," said Kujo's mother.

"My girlfriend must be cute," Toru Watanabe agreed.

"Watanabe-kun," Kujo's mother turned around, "If I had been born twenty years later, I would probably have fallen in love with you as well."

"We are all sons-in-law of the Kujo family. To me, there is no difference. Please continue to tell me about Miki's childhood. I want to know more."

"Do you see this piece of alfalfa?"

It was simply a small hillside, covered with green grass and small lavender flowers.

"Alfalfa? I thought it was pea sprouts."

"They look a bit alike." Kujo's mother said with a smile, "Meiji and Xiaolin often run around here. Xiaolin is weak and is always left behind by Meiji."

"Did you practice on a swing?" Watanabe Toru laughed.

"Hahaha." Kujo's mother couldn't help laughing, "Watanabe-kun, you are very good at coaxing girls. No wonder Miki loves you so much."

"We love each other deeply. Qing Ye Lin is always left behind, what about the rest?"

"I couldn't catch up, so I had to cry. The two had a big fight. Before leaving, Xiao Lin got angry and said she would never come again. As a result, the next day, the two of them stayed together to catch butterflies again."

"All about Kiyono Rin?" asked Toru Watanabe.

Hearing this question, the smile on Kujo's mother's face faded.

"Those two kids' childhoods were only happy when they were together. Whether they were crying while pushing the swing or being left behind, they always made up."

Having said this, she paused, turned around and said to Watanabe Toru:

"Kiyono's mother asked you to help Rinji... give up her insistence on not lying. I agree with this. If she can give up, she and Miki may be able to become friends again. Miki has given too much for this family, she shouldn't even have friends."

"I'm already trying to make them friends again, but I won't go any further than that."

"Is it unnecessary?" asked Kujo's mother.

"For example, deliberately asking them out to play, or letting them be alone. I hope to let things take their own course and respect their own opinions. If it works, it works. If it doesn't, it doesn't."

"I understand your thoughts, but that won't lead to any progress. Kiyono's mother and I put the two of them in the same school and let them play together during holidays, but we haven't achieved anything so far."

“No gain, no gain.”

Watanabe Toru's indifferent answer surprised Kujo's mother. She was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

"I really can't underestimate you, Watanabe-kun."

"Isn't it better to be capable? I'm the son-in-law of the Kujo family."

"What are you doing over there?" The voice of Kujo Miki came from the other side of the house.

The two men looked over and saw her standing on the corridor in loose home clothes, like a newlywed wife.

"Go back, my daughter is jealous."

"She is quite jealous."

"I want to file a complaint."

"Please let me go."

Toru Watanabe and Kujo's mother changed their shoes and went up to the corridor.

"What did you talk about?" Miki Kujo asked Toru Watanabe.

"If I had been born twenty years later, Watanabe-kun would have married me," replied Kujo's mother.

Miki Kujo looked at Toru Watanabe.

"I refused," Watanabe said. "I told your mother, 'Even if you were born 20 years later, I would still marry your sister Miki.'"

"How annoying! Do I look younger than Miki?" Mother Kujo held her face with both hands, as if feeling its vibrant elasticity.

"After all, he was born twenty years later. Now, um... twelve years old?"

"That's too small." Kujo's mother couldn't help laughing, "Well, after planting the flowers, I laughed again. I'm going to take a bath now."

Kujo Miki watched her mother leave, then turned her gaze to Watanabe Toru: "What did you talk about?"

"Things about your childhood." Toru Watanabe pulled her into his arms.

Miki Kujo had just finished taking a bath, her snow-white skin was faintly red, like the color of roses in the garden, and her eyes, which contained a hint of contempt and indifference, were fascinating.

"What exactly?" she asked casually.

Watanabe Toru hadn't taken a shower yet and had participated in a ball competition during the day. Kujo Miki smelled it but didn't smell any sweat.

"You said you never won the rock-paper-scissors game, so you kept crying while pushing the swing."

"Any ideas?"

"Kiyono Rin is so ruthless and heartless. By the way, how about we go for revenge next Monday? Or play rock-paper-scissors. If you lose, you have to run around the playground."

"You run for me."

"She won't agree to this, will she?"

"You're going to school tomorrow?"

"About the wind band."

In the corridor, the two hugged each other.

Watanabe Toru whispered in Kujo Miki's ear, and Kujo Miki leaned lazily in Watanabe Toru's arms, and the two looked at the twilight in the sky.

After dinner, Toru Watanabe went to take a shower, using Kujo Miki's bathroom.

When he thought of the lingering scent of Kujo Miki here, Watanabe Toru felt more relaxed while taking a bath.

After taking a bath, I changed into a thin, soft, and expensive yukata and walked in the lighted corridor.

In the atrium garden, in the dim light, there were beautiful figures walking around. They were Kujo Miki and her mother.

Watanabe Toru simply stood in the corridor, looking at them and at the night sky.

The moonlight was bright, cotton-like white clouds were moving slowly, and the wind was slightly cool in early May.

Mother Kujo and Miki Kujo came back with a bunch of flower branches cut.

"You're still playing with flowers at this age?" Watanabe Toru laughed.

"Do you know how to arrange flowers?" Kujo Miki let him take all the branches in her hand.

"Country people don't understand, sister, teach me."

Kujo's mother was originally looking at the flower branch in her hand. When she heard what Watanabe Toru said, she looked at the two of them.

"You two are having a lot of fun."

"He said that everything is worth trying." Kujo Miki looked at Watanabe Toru, "He tried kimonos, school uniforms, dresses, and all kinds of postures..."

"Hey, hey, can we discuss this topic?!"

After entering the house, the mother and daughter knelt in front of the low table and discussed the techniques of flower arrangement.

Toru Watanabe asked for a vase, picked up the branches they didn't want, and arranged the flowers according to his feelings and preferences.

Miki Kujo saw this and would occasionally give him some advice.

“If the branches are too long, they can be broken, and if they are loose, they can be tied into knots.”

"You are using a low-profile vessel, so consider it more from a bird's-eye view and from the front and side."

At this time, she spoke softly, as if she was afraid of waking up the baby in the cradle, leaving a soft aftertaste in Watanabe Toru's heart.

The arranged flowers were placed in the main room, including a work by Tetsuji Watanabe that had a knotted pattern.

"Play chess? Or have someone set off fireworks and eat something? Or watch a movie?" Kujo's mother suggested enthusiastically.

Kujo Miki yawned gracefully: "No, I'm sleepy."

"Then let Watanabe-kun play chess with me, and you go to sleep." There was a teasing look in Kujo's mother's eyes.

"You ask him." Kujo Miki stood up and left the table, "I'm going to take a shower first."

After she left, Toru Watanabe said to Kujo's mother, "You can only play one game."

"No." Kujo's mother smiled gracefully, "You can only go if you win."

The expression on her face when she said 'no' was especially like that of Kujo Miki.

"Then I can only let you see the full strength of Kamikawa Ryuoh." Watanabe Toru sat upright.

"Oh?"

Thirty minutes later.

"Auntie Kujo, I give up!"

"I'm thinking about chess, shh ...