My girlfriend is a bad lady

The classroom is quiet.

"If there is no progress, it is just a pure waste of time. Don't move yourself."

"Yes!" The second and third graders, including Tamamo Yoshimi, responded in unison.

"...Yes!" the first grade responded quickly.

"The ensemble ends here, practice on your own, and if you can't do it, just keep practicing, or play on your own, don't waste my vacation time."

"Yes!"

Qingye Rin closed the music score, turned around and left the music classroom.

There was a faint sigh of relief in the classroom, but for a long time, everyone just looked at each other and no one spoke.

Toru Watanabe watched Kiyono Rin leave, lowering his head and thinking about something.

Kiyono Rin gave everyone a scolding, which hadn't happened this year.

She promised to help Hayami Kaoru and did a lot of things, but when it came to specific guidance, she was no longer as strict as last year. She only pointed out the mistakes and didn't say anything else.

The sophomores and juniors were fine given last year’s experience, but the freshmen were shocked.

"Everyone!" Hayami Xun put down the bassoon, stood up and faced everyone, "Don't just stand there, start practicing!"

"Yes!"

Everyone dispersed, some returned to the small classrooms of their respective voices, and some stayed in the music classroom to practice directly.

Hayami Kaoru walked up to Watanabe Toru and said with a wry smile, "I'm sorry, Watanabe-kun, you've been reminded of many mistakes, but you still haven't improved."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Watanabe Toru said, "Only after being disciplined can one make progress."

"Yeah." Hayami Kaoru nodded in gratitude, "But what happened to Kiyono-san today? Why are you suddenly so eager to help?"

"Maybe it's because after the rainy season, it's her favorite season," said Toru Watanabe.

After a few brief instructions, Toru Watanabe went to the Human Observation Department.

By the window of the activity room, a beautiful girl with translucent white skin was writing something on the music score with a pen.

Watanabe Toru sat down at his seat and said to her, "Are you angry?"

"No."

"Yes, you're not angry, so why were you upset just now?"

Qingye Rin stopped writing and looked up at him: "Do you know where you went wrong?"

"Didn't you come to the activity room at noon?"

"more than."

"Didn't I send you a message?"

"besides."

"I apologize for everything. Please stop taking it out on the wind section."

"Superficial." Qingye Lin sneered, "Do you think I would implicate others? And are they qualified to let me implicate them?"

"Then who are you?" Watanabe Toru was puzzled.

"This year is different from last year. Last year, with you, all we had to do was get all the instruments to cooperate with you. The judges listened to your performance and, as long as the others didn't make obvious mistakes, they would naturally give you an A."

"Were you really helping eagerly just now?" Watanabe Toru doubted for a moment that he did not understand Kiyono Rin earlier than Kaoru did.

"I was helping, but not to the point of being enthusiastic. While I was instructing them, I made you think I was jealous and angry, and that I cared about me."

"Bad woman."

"Are you going out at noon?"

"...Didn't I go to the baseball club at noon before?"

"Did you deliberately avoid me before?" Qingye Rin asked back.

"...It depends on the situation."

"Where's the news? Will you send it to me?"

"It depends."

Qing Ye Lin stared at the depressed Watanabe Toru and suddenly laughed: "Anyway, you have been wanting to send me a message in your heart, opened our chat interface several times, typed a lot of words, and finally deleted them."

"How do you know? Besides reading minds, can you also read other people's memories?"

"... idiot," Qing Ye Lin looked shy, "I also...wanted to send you a message several times."

"..." Watanabe Toru couldn't utter a word.

'How can I not love this bad woman?'

"Impossible, give up. Even I love myself." Kiyono Rin directly answered the question that Watanabe Toru clearly asked in his heart.

Chapter 290 Plum Rain (2)

purple hydrangea, hibiscus and gentian;

golden cosmos and marigolds;

Red impatiens, pink peonies, four-color peonies, pure white gardenias and lilies.

Wearing a white kimono with plain flowers and a long, gorgeous black kimono coat, Mrs. Kujo stood on the dripping eaves of the corridor, admiring the garden in the plum rain.

There was the sound of a kimono sleeve fluttering behind me.

Without looking back, she said softly, "It's that time of year again."

Miki Kujo took a step forward and stood a hand's length behind her mother, also looking at the garden that could almost be called a maze.

His eyes swept across most of the flowers, finally landing on a rose.

Starting from White Valentine's Day this year, the Jimbocho Villa will receive a bouquet of roses every day.

There was also the May rose that her mother used for bathing. When she opened her eyes, Watanabe Toru took it to her bedside, and the two of them hid under the quilt and smelled it together.

She also wore a kimono, a wisteria color, with the Kujo family crest embroidered in gold thread on the back.

The mother and daughter stood together, with the servants standing far behind them. From a distance, it looked like a ukiyo-e painting of ancient aristocrats.

The beauty was broken by the heavy sound of footsteps.

"Master, young lady," Kujo Shinsuke stopped two meters away, "The preparations for the ritual have been completed. The monks from Kyoto have been arranged in Gotoku-ji Temple."

"Thank you for your hard work." Mrs. Kujo said lightly.

Kujo Shin mindfully kept silent and bowed silently.

The sound of rain was pattering, and a faint fog rose in the yard, making everything look white. The white flowers were the first to hide.

"There is one more thing I need you to do."

"Yes."

……

Saturday, June 19th.

It was sunny for two days this week, but it started raining again on Saturday and Sunday.

"I can't go today, please take a leave." Toru Watanabe called Kiyono Rin.

"Reason?" On the other side of the phone, Kiyono Rin stopped putting on her clothes.

"Meiji asked me to go there. It seems to be the anniversary of the death of the previous head of the Kujo family."

Qing Ye Lin continued to put on her clothes: "You have no blood relationship with the Kujo family, and you are not married into the family, what are you going to do?"

"To make up the numbers?"

"I see."

There was nothing more to say next, but the phone was not hung up.

Toru Watanabe looked out at the Meiji Jingu forest in the rain, listening to the sounds of hands reaching into sleeves, pleated skirts being zipped up, and bows being tightened on the phone.

After Qing Ye Lin put on her clothes, she said coldly and softly: "Pervert."

"Beep," she hung up the phone.

"I don't believe you don't know that the phone is still on." Watanabe Toru said to Mei Yu.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, he left a note on the table for Asuka Mai who was still sleeping.

"Go to Miki's house and tell Mr. Koizumi for me, Watanabe."

Put the pen down on the paper, grab the [umbrella] and go out.

This was his first time going to the Kujo family's mansion alone. In the past, either Kujo Miki would come to pick him up, or they would go to Jimbocho first and then go together.

The taxi stopped at the bottom of a steep slope. Further ahead was a private residential area and driving was prohibited.

Watanabe Toru paid the fare and climbed the slope alone holding an umbrella.

After going up the slope, we saw the Kujo family’s large courtyard with majestic walls and lush green trees within the walls.

There were many cars parked at the main gate, and many men in black suits and women in plain kimonos entered the house.

When Toru Watanabe walked over, these people hurriedly greeted him.

After getting inside, Toru Watanabe did not go to the lobby, but ran to Kujo Miki's bedroom first.

She slept here last night and must not have gotten up yet, and every time he came here, he was definitely asked to change into a kimono - the one he was going to wear today was probably already hung on the kimono rack.

When he pushed open the door and entered the bedroom, he was surprised that there was no one there.

But on the kimono rack, there was a kimono prepared for him.

Just as I was taking off my clothes and getting ready to change, the door opened.

"You scared me!" Toru Watanabe took off his pants and put them on again.

"Why are you so afraid of me? What have you done to let me down?" Kujo Miki closed the door and walked over.

"My body belongs to Meiji, so of course I have to protect it." Toru Watanabe took off his kimono and put it on piece by piece.

"That sounds nice." Kujo Miki put her arms around his waist and tied his belt.

After putting it on, Toru Watanabe noticed that his clothes also had the Kujo family crest.

"This is?"

"From now on, you will be a member of my Kujo family." Kujo Miki helped him adjust the collar of his undergarment and the black feather webbing, "Let's go, baby."

"Since you're wearing a kimono, shouldn't you be addressed as Prince or something like that?" Toru Watanabe hugged Kujo Mihime as she turned to leave.

"let go!"

"You look really good in this black kimono. It's different from before."

Kujo Miki slapped his hand that was inserted into the front of her kimono: "Don't mess it up!"

"Then use the one from last time?"

"Today is the day of death!"

"Oh."

"Listen to me!"

Toru Watanabe originally wanted to end the battle quickly, but Kujo Miki was having fun and simply let go.

By the time they had taken a shower, put on their kimonos again, and slowly walked to the Buddhist temple, it was already past ten in the morning.

The Kujo family’s private Buddhist temple is as big as a tourist attraction, grand and magnificent.

The sound of sandalwood curled in the air, the sound of wooden fish rose and fell, and dozens of monks chanted scriptures in unison.

In front of the Buddhist temple, the relatives of the Kujo family, whom I had met during the Chinese New Year, were kneeling there.

Toru Watanabe followed Mrs. Kujo to the front and knelt down beside Mrs. Kujo.

"Good morning, mother." Toru Watanabe bowed his head and greeted her.

Mrs. Kujo slowly opened her eyes, glanced at him, and just nodded slightly.