My girlfriend is a bad lady

"it is good."

He used a clip to pick up two pieces of white radish soaked in soup and put them into a disposable box.

"One bamboo roll, two kelp rolls, and eggs too..."

"Eat so much? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to eat at the dinner later?" the companion said with a smile.

"Don't worry, don't worry." The man waved his hand, "Give me another rice cake lucky bag!"

"Okay." Watanabe Toru did as he was told.

"Then I'll have one too!" said another student.

Two minutes later, Toru Watanabe sent the guests away with the same "thank you for your patronage", while someone else was looking at the fried food on the other side.

"What do you need, sir? They're all freshly fried." He walked over.

The guest took a look and turned away.

He was busy like this until 7:30, when Toru Watanabe temporarily left the prepared food area and put discount labels on the remaining bento boxes one by one.

The supermarket closes at 9:30, and he, Chiharu Murai and two other staff members restock the shelves.

At this time, you are more free - you can restock any shelf you want. Chiharu Murai follows Toru Watanabe.

"Watanabe-kun, your salary is coming soon, do you want to go out and play together?"

"Salary...how much can I get?"

"For you, Watanabe-kun, if you work five hours a day, three days a week, a month, um... probably..."

The hourly wage is 960 yen, which means yen? It's a little low, but if you save a little and eat in the school cafeteria, you can spend less money sent by your family.

Unfortunately, the part-time working hours of fifteen hours per week exceeds what the school allows, and I am now doing it secretly.

If I find a part-time job, I might be able to save some money.

Toru Watanabe thought about this in his mind, took the potato chips from Chiharu Murai and put them on the shelf.

"Probably... less than 60,000? Never mind." Chiharu Murai gave up her mental arithmetic and suggested with a smile, "There's a new karaoke bar behind Nakano Station. Let's go sing to celebrate?"

"I'm planning on saving money to buy newly released games."

"What kind of game is so expensive? You can't spend all the 60,000, right?"

Watanabe Toru turned around and said to her with a smile: "I'm not like you, Chiharu. My family has no money, and I saved the money to buy games."

Chiharu Murai nodded slightly unwillingly: "Okay, how about next month?"

"Well, I'll definitely go if I have the money."

"Then I'll look forward to it?" Chiharu Murai said in a cheerful tone.

"it is good."

After restocking the snack section, Toru Watanabe walked towards the toilet paper section, followed by Chiharu Murai.

After restocking all the goods, the four employees divided the remaining bento and fried foods and said goodbye to each other in front of the store.

It was already past ten o'clock when I returned to the old rented apartment.

This apartment is specially rented out to nearby high school students, college students, international students, outsiders who come to Tokyo to pursue their dreams, etc.

The house price is relatively cheap, but the space is cramped. As you enter the door you will see a kitchen with only a gas stove. Three steps inside is a room that is both a living room and a bedroom.

The toilet can only fit one toilet, but it is a cubicle and has an exhaust fan. The bathroom is also narrow, but you can take a shower and a bath at the same time.

There is also a balcony that can only be used to hang clothes and people cannot stand.

Watanabe Toru had no complaints. After all, it was just a place to sleep, so the size didn't matter.

He put the bento and fried food in the microwave and set the timer for five minutes.

Just leave it alone and take ten minutes to take a shower before taking the heated food out of the microwave.

He put the animation DVD that Kunii Osamu lent him into the TV. His parents were afraid that he wouldn't be able to make friends in the city, and that he would become autistic if he only cared about studying, so they bought him cheap stuff to help him pass the time.

He poured a glass of water and started eating his lunch.

He wasn't paying attention to the animation, he just listened to it as background music and thought about other things.

With April's salary and 150,000 yen in cash, he wondered if he could get Tamamo Yoshimi to agree to be his girlfriend.

According to the "market conditions" I heard from Kunii Osamu, the average price is 15,000 yen per session, and there are even high school girls who pay 6,000 yen per session.

From this point of view, he went to Shinjuku Kabuki or Akihabara to find these people and asked them to be his one-night girlfriends, which seemed to help him earn a lot of points.

But Toru Watanabe had no intention of risking his life on this love game.

At the age of fifteen, he spent money to find a one-time "girlfriend". Once the school finds out, not only will taxpayers have to pay for his future plans, but he will also have trouble graduating from high school.

Besides, he couldn't let down his parents who worked hard as farmers in his hometown.

Finally, he had no more points to buy the [Detector].

In other words, Watanabe Toru's current targets are only Kiyono Rin and Tamamo Yoshimi.

Kiyono Rin has an IQ of 8, a Charm of 9, a cold personality, and the [Detector] doesn't give any useful information.

Although Toru Watanabe was surprised by her appearance, he was not interested in such a person and was too lazy to spend time on her.

Tamamo Yomi has a charm of 8 points, but an intelligence of only 5 points. Getting into Kamikawa High School is probably her limit. Even though intelligence is not equal to EQ, it is much easier to fool.

Plus the other party likes money, which is very convenient.

It would be great if it could be solved with money, but Watanabe Toru didn't want to really fall in love. Even if he did, he wouldn't look for a girl like Tamamo Yomi, who didn't share his basic values.

He made up his mind to take action against Tamamo Haomi and use money to make her his girlfriend.

According to the [Appendix], if the relationship lasts for a week, a month, a year, or ten years, there will be a sign-in reward.

Toru Watanabe doesn't expect to get the reward in a year or ten years, but at least he has to get the reward in a week or a month.

150,000 yen to get Tamamo Yoshimi to agree to be his girlfriend for a month... I wonder what the other party's "market price" is like?

There was also another risk: letting someone other than the two of them know about the deal.

Watanabe Toru was most concerned about this - judging from the related rumors in the school, Tamamo Yoshimi's tight-lippedness was worrying.

But it could also be that other students happened to see...

It is better to find time to contact the other person and observe for a period of time.

Thinking of this, Watanabe Toru finished his lunch box and collected the garbage and placed it at the door so that he could throw it away easily the next morning.

Turn off the TV which was still making noise, push the table to the corner, make the bed, brush your teeth and go to bed.

Chapter 5 The Mysterious Girl and the Club

"DiDi Di Di Di Di Di Di Di Di!"

Toru Watanabe reached out from under the quilt, turned off the noisy alarm clock, and lay in the quilt for another ten seconds before sitting up from the bed.

The time is 7:15 on Thursday morning.

I brushed my teeth with my eyes half closed, washed my face, put on a white shirt and trousers, tied my tie in front of the mirror, and put on the suit uniform that I was not used to wearing yet, leaving the front open, which looked more handsome.

In fact, I am tired of buttoning my clothes every day, and I feel constrained and not free.

Toru Watanabe began to miss his hometown where the bus ran every two hours - the school uniform only required a shirt, and the tie and other things he was given could be used as ropes.

Putting on his schoolbag and carrying the garbage, Toru Watanabe walked out the door.

If he remembered correctly, his tie should be tied to the old well in the backyard. He suddenly thought of it when he threw the garbage into the trash can.

When he just woke up, Toru Watanabe's mind was always unable to concentrate. He thought about all sorts of things, and sometimes even recalled experiences that he thought he had long forgotten.

"Ah~~~"

Yawning, I swiped my card to enter the station and boarded the 7:30 train.

After getting off the train at Yotsuya Station, Toru Watanabe walked up a long uphill road to Kamikawa High School.

Although Tokyo is located at the southern end of the Kanto Plain and close to Tokyo Bay, it has many ups and downs, both large and small.

His thoughts, like vines and weeds, began to wander again. He thought of the beautiful girl from the Human Observation Department, Kiyono Rin, whose breasts were exactly the same as hers. It seemed that he had them, but it also seemed that he didn't have them either...

Watanabe Toru shook his head, interrupting his thoughts on where he was going.

When I walked to the school gate, I saw a group of guys in sportswear, lined up neatly, with shaved heads, shouting slogans and running around the school.

The last person in the team threw a wink at Watanabe Toru. It was Kunii Osamu.

“Kamikawa——”

"come on!"

“Kamikawa——”

"come on!"

Toru Watanabe stood there, paying solemn tribute to the passionate and inspiring high school life.

"Good morning, Watanabe-san!"

"Good morning."

On the way from the school gate to the teaching building, girls from the same class wearing bows and pleated skirts would greet him from time to time.

After all, he was ranked third in the grade and had outstanding looks. If his family wasn't poor, he would have received twice as many love letters every week.

Toru Watanabe threw his indoor shoes on the ground, stuffed his feet into them, and put the pink letter of unknown origin from the closet into his schoolbag.

He, who had no reaction to love letters, suddenly had a new feeling: It would be fine if he was a scumbag. He could just agree to a few girls and always find one who agreed to his conditions, thus getting a lot of points.

When he arrived at the classroom, it was still early before the 8:30 class, so Watanabe Toru was busy writing the submission that he had not finished yesterday.

"You're here so early today!" Saito Keisuke, who arrived late, walked in and greeted.

Seeing him writing something, I asked, "Haven't you finished your homework? Do you want to borrow mine to copy?"

"No, it's a submission to the literature club."

"You're actually interested in something like this? Let me guess." Saito Keisuke put his schoolbag on his seat and sat on the chair of a classmate who hadn't arrived yet in front of Watanabe Toru's desk. "Is there a cash reward if the submission is accepted?"

"There is no such good thing. Besides, compared to making money by writing articles, part-time jobs are faster."

"So... you joined the Arts Club? Submitting a work is the entrance exam for the Arts Club!"

“It’s not some writers’ organization.”

"Why?" Saito Keisuke patted his head, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he said with certainty: "Teacher Koizumi asked me to do it!"

"Is this her responsibility?"

Saito Keisuke gave up: "Why is that? Are you crazy?"

"That's right." Watanabe Toru directly crossed out the wrong word with a pen, "But it's someone else."

"Has Xiu finally come to this point?"

Keisuke Saito picked up Toru Watanabe's eraser, took off the packaging, revealing the white rubber, and placed it vertically on Kunii Osamu's desk on his right.

Watanabe Toru looked up at his eraser which looked like a white bouquet and said, "Saito, you are not far away."

"Liar?"

"I, Watanabe, never lie."

After the joke, Toru Watanabe told the story of how he joined the Human Observation Department and was asked to submit his work to the literary club.

"Kiyono Rin?!"

Saito Keisuke's voice was very loud, and Watanabe Toru subconsciously asked, "Do you know him?"

"One-sided acquaintance. By the way, is there anyone in Kamikawa High School who doesn't know her?"

"I am one in front of you."

"Watanabe, you..." Saito Keisuke hesitated to speak.

Watanabe Toru didn't know what he meant. Was he implying that he was not a human?

Never mind. Compared to all these, he cares more about how to end the last sentence of his submission.

Saito Keisuke took the eraser back, tossed it in his hand, and said: