My girlfriend is a bad lady

Asu Mai stopped asking questions and put her face close to Watanabe Toru's.

"As long as Che doesn't leave me, I will support you and stand by your side no matter what decision you make."

"Yeah." Watanabe Toru answered softly.

May 31st, the Monday after three consecutive holidays.

When I got off the train, walked out of Yotsuya Station and walked up the slope, I heard the voice of Keisuke Saito from the bicycle repair shop under the shade of zelkova trees.

"Watanabe, Watanabe, here!" He waved vigorously.

Next to him, the repair shop owner was looking at a geared bicycle.

"What's going on?" Toru Watanabe walked over.

"I don't know what's wrong. There's always a 'clicking' sound when I ride," Keisuke Saito explained in confusion.

"I'm asking when you started riding a bicycle? Haven't you always been taking the bus?"

"Exercise." Saito Keisuke showed his arms, "To make an excellent bishoujo game, you must have a good body. Be prepared to stay up late."

Watanabe Toru nodded.

"The artist has been hired. Chi Chi from the art department has agreed to help."

At this time, the repair shop owner said, "Leave it here with me, come and get it after school."

"Okay, please." Saito Keisuke replied.

The two men walked up the hill, and in front and behind them were groups of students wearing the same uniforms. In Watanabe Toru's eyes, these people all had the same face.

The usual cheerful sounds of playing and bicycle bells became unusually harsh.

Toru Watanabe even wanted to yell at these people and tell them to shut up.

But he said nothing, and listened with a normal expression as Saito Keisuke boasted about how difficult it was for him to invite Chichiko.

I spent a lot of money to buy the girls' comics serialized in the "Housewife Life" magazine, and read them all. I also listened to Chichiko talk about her fanatical love for Watanabe.

"Really?" said Watanabe Toru.

"Huh?" Saito Keisuke looked at him puzzledly.

"how?"

"Are you really listening to me? Not interested? But I can understand that boys rarely read girls' comics." Saito Keisuke nodded approvingly.

"By the way!" he suddenly said excitedly, "Do you know who your partner is in the comics?"

"not interested."

"You're interested now that I told you! It's Kiyono-san! In the latest volume, Kujo-san also appears. She's a rich lady and she wants to compete with Kiyono-san for you!"

"..."

"I totally got you three into it, it's hilarious, I'll lend it to you this Saturday."

The two walked into the classroom, and Watanabe Toru took a look and saw that Kiyono Rin and Kujo Miki had already arrived.

He walked over and said good morning.

"Meiji," he took out a "portable pillow" from his schoolbag and hung the schoolbag on the hook beside the desk. He turned around and said, "Here you go."

"Pillow?" Miki Kujo took a look.

"It's comfortable, helps you sleep, and doesn't cause a stiff neck. Next time you sleep in the classroom, your arms won't get numb."

"Besides you, has anyone else touched it?"

"No."

Miki Kujo took the pillow and patted it with her hands. It was so soft that people couldn't help but want to rest their heads on it.

"What's wrong with you?" she asked casually, looking at the pillow.

"what?"

"With a sad face."

Watanabe Toru hung his pinky finger around his eye and said, "I'm a little sad about losing Kiyono-san."

Kujo Miki raised her eyes and stared at him.

"I don't want to lie to you anymore," said Toru Watanabe.

Kujo Miki patted the pillow and said, "It's just so-so, barely satisfactory."

"Watanabe-san," Kiyono Rin looked over from the hardcover book, "If you want to lose me, please at least wait until you have me before you say that."

"There won't be that chance." Miki Kujo turned her head and said with a sneer.

"You have the ability to snatch it away, but don't I have the ability to snatch it back? You will never be able to imagine how much Watanabe Toru loves me." Kiyono Rin replied with the same sneer.

"Get it back...I seem to be always by Miki's side." said Toru Watanabe.

"Did I ask you to speak?" Qingye Rin glared at him with a very intimidating look.

After being scolded, Watanabe Toru felt relieved.

No matter what, Kiyono Rin will always be his closest friend.

No matter what happens, this kind of relationship is the farthest distance between the two.

"Yes, yes, I have no human rights," he said with a smile.

"Do you listen to her or me?" Miki Kujo asked with her arms crossed.

Watanabe Toru tilted his body, leaned his head over, covered his mouth with his hands, and asked her quietly:

"Can I tell the truth?"

"explain."

"I hope you two listen to me, um—"

Miki Kujo pressed a pillow against Toru Watanabe's face.

"Meiji, Meiji, I'll listen to you, Meiji!"

Kujo Miki snorted and let him go.

"I'd better not tell the truth." Watanabe Toru learned his lesson.

"Watanabe-san," said Kiyono Rin, "bangs."

"Oh, thank you." Toru Watanabe straightened his bangs that were messed up by the pillow.

Miki Kujo glanced at Rin Kiyono and said with a smile, "You really don't plan to give up."

"I won't allow you to run away after winning, or are you afraid? You've paid so much, but you're still worried that I'll take it away from you?"

"If I can win once, I can win twice. Why would I be afraid of a loser like you?"

"Poof——" Aoi Ikki, who was pretending to read but was actually eavesdropping, buried her face in the title page of the book, her body twitching as she tried to hold back her laughter.

"Defeat..." Qingye Rin took a deep breath, she turned her head and looked at Watanabe Toru, "Give me your English book."

"what happened?"

Kiyono Rin didn't say anything, but just frowned beautifully, so Watanabe Toru had no choice but to give her the book obediently.

"Did you see it, Kujo-san?" Kiyono Rin said, holding an English book. "Watanabe-san's favorite character is Eriri."

Kujo Miki asked Watanabe Toru: "What happened to her?"

"A loser as well." Watanabe Toru replied in a low voice.

"Pfft--" Ikki Aoi covered her stomach and laughed until tears came out.

"Do you like losers?" asked Miki Kujo.

"How is that possible?" Watanabe Toru said quickly, "I like Eriri, but she just happens to be a loser."

"Similarly, no matter when, no matter what I do, Watanabe-san likes me." Kiyono Rin said with a smile as if she had already won.

"Why is it the same?" Watanabe Toru couldn't help but ask.

Kujo Miki glanced at Kiyono Rin and said to Watanabe Toru, "Changed it."

"Change what?"

“You are not allowed to like this character anymore.”

"Okay, starting tomorrow, I'll like Kato Megumi—also an anime character, not a real person."

Kujo Miki pulled Watanabe Toru's ear and said, "I asked you to change it to liking me, don't you understand?"

"Meiji, just say it straight. The context just now makes me... hurt, hurt, hurt, change it! I'll change it! I like Meiji!"

"Everyone go back to your seats." Koizumi Aona walked in with a folder.

Toru Watanabe was saved because of this.

A little while before Koizumi Aona spoke, Ichiki Aoi whispered, "Watanabe-kun, thank you for your hard work."

There was an irrepressible smile in her voice.

Toru Watanabe really wanted to tell her about Mai Asuka's charm and the bad taste of the cooked pasta, but he gave up in the end.

What he wants is for the world to bow down before him, not to fight with girls.

Koizumi Aona stood on the podium, and the long-lost uneasiness came over her again. The podium made her want to escape even more than the first time she stood on it.

In the southeast corner of the classroom, there are students who have called me "Sister", there are boyfriends, and there is also the boyfriend's... wife?

Why torture her like this?

"Hmph." Kujo Miki looked over coldly, without a trace of smile on her face.

Koizumi Aona felt even more ashamed and her shame reached its limit.

"The class meeting will begin." She spoke in a panic. Although there was nothing on the lesson plan, she stared at it subconsciously.

"The three-day holiday is over. No matter how you spent the holiday, please calm down and get back to studying."

Chapter 281 Maid's "Heartbeat"

"Put it on." Lying on the sofa, Miki Kujo said with a smile.

Next to the beech table, Kiyono Rin was fiddling with her SLR camera.

"Strange, so strange, it doesn't make sense." Watanabe Toru kept repeating to himself.

"Watanabe-san, don't let me look down on you." Qing Ye Lin pointed the camera at him and kept focusing. "It's not a big deal to lose. Just win it back next time."

"Of course I know this, but don't you find it strange? You just read some light novels temporarily, and what you wrote is more inclined to light literature. That library called Qiqi publishes all kinds of violent, vulgar, and erotic books and magazines. How could my work not take first place?"

Qing Ye Lin put down the camera and sighed with a headache: "Watanabe, you should seriously reflect on your self-confidence."

"Miji!" Watanabe Toru turned his head and looked at his girlfriend, "You can understand, right? You know the market best, right?"

"Yes, I understand. I understand."

"so……"

"Put it on." Miki Kujo ruthlessly interrupted her boyfriend and pointed her slender fingers at the maid outfit hanging on the hanger.

“…You don’t understand at all.”

"Stop talking nonsense," Qing Ye Lin had already adjusted the camera parameters, and said in a displeased manner even though she was obviously very happy, "Hurry up and put it on."

"One last question! Please tell me the answer so I can give up!" Toru Watanabe raised his index finger.

"Tell me about it." Miki Kujo raised her chin slightly.

"You two," Toru Watanabe looked them over, "did you ever use the despicable methods of capitalists?"

The two were silent.

"Do you guys deserve my trust?! This is so hurtful!" Watanabe Toru picked up his schoolbag and said, "I'm going back today. Bye!"

"Come back." Kujo Miki ordered.

Watanabe Toru sat down again: "I will not admit this bet, no matter what you say, it's useless."

"Watanabe-san, there was no rule that other means could not be used." Qing Ye Lin did not feel guilty at all, "And after I funded the acquisition of half of the library, I told those people not to favor anyone and to ensure fairness in the essay contest."