My girlfriend is a bad lady

“I haven’t seen it, but when everyone hears it, they think it must be very beautiful.”

"Based on your level of love talk, I can only give you 8 points for this sentence."

"You still don't read enough books." Watanabe Toru said, "Let's go, I'll run and you ride a bike."

"I have somewhere I want to go on the way."

"We're going to buy bread, Kiyono-sama."

"It's right across from the bakery, Karuizawa Bookstore."

"That must go."

Toru Watanabe was jogging in front, while Rin Kiyono was following slowly behind on a bicycle.

The bakery called "Truffle BAKERY" that the ladies specifically mentioned is very far away from the villa area, and it feels like it's in the middle of nowhere.

In the mist, I could see the warm yellow light and smell the aroma of freshly baked bread.

"There are a lot of people." said Toru Watanabe.

"You wait in line, I'll go to the bookstore first?" Qingye Rin parked the bicycle in front of the store.

"No."

The two of them lined up together.

Amid the rich aroma of truffles and cream wafting from the store, Kiyono Rin introduced Watanabe Toru to life in Karuizawa.

The Sunday mass in the Catholic church, the wedding in the Stone Church, the Elm Street town where violinists or guitarists often perform in the open air...

When it was their turn, they bought the most popular truffle bread, chocolate croissant, etc., and packed them in newspaper-like packaging bags.

When Kiyono Rin was holding the bread, the store clerks and customers always glanced at her.

She looked like a noble lady from the Middle Ages.

"Let's go to the bookstore." After leaving the store, Qingye Rin said.

"Let's go to the bookstore." Toru Watanabe nodded in agreement.

For those who love reading, visiting a bookstore is really a wonderful thing.

During the two hours that Toru Watanabe was in Atami, he was thinking about visiting the bookstore.

Karuizawa Bookstore, a bookstore owned by Tsutaya, is located near the Truffle Bakery, just across the street.

This bookstore is not big and provides coffee and breakfast. Many customers who are ready to buy bread or have bought bread linger inside.

The types of books are very comprehensive, and most of them are books and magazines related to Karuizawa, which makes people want to pick them up and read them.

In addition to books, there are also many folk arts and porcelains.

"Most of the books are from local authors, and the porcelain and handicrafts are also the works of local craftsmen, almost all of which are elements of Nagano Prefecture." Kiyono Rin explained softly while holding a woven basket.

"It's interesting, but not pretty." Watanabe Toru also lowered his voice.

“I like natural objects.”

"Maybe it's a product of the assembly line."

“We cannot rule out this possibility.”

The two stood side by side in front of a cabinet, talking in low voices.

Toru Watanabe picked up the book next to the basket, opened it and saw that it introduced the customs and culture of Nagano Prefecture.

"It's interesting to put the books and things together," he said.

Qingye Rin put the bread directly into the basket.

"Bought it?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"I bought it." Qingye Rin nodded.

The two of them picked out a few more books. Watanabe Toru remembered what he had promised Xiaolian last night, and bought some photographs of Karuizawa's scenic spots.

"This." Watanabe Toru picked up a book, "This is the person your mother mentioned last night."

On the cover of the book are Emperor Akihito and his queen.

The two were silver-haired, standing side by side, looking at the camera with a smile.

"They met here." Qing Ye Lin turned a page and pointed at the picture and said to Watanabe Toru, "Here, there is also this tennis court."

After reading it, Watanabe Toru put the book back and said with a low laugh:

"When I'm 30, this place will be filled with magazines and books with my photos printed on them, and Karuizawa's slogan will be changed to 'Karuizawa, the place where Toru Watanabe visited when he was 17 and has been a holiday destination every summer since'."

Qingye Rin laughed twice pleasantly.

"Don't believe it?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"And then, who will stand next to you?"

"R-san, we are here to buy books."

"I came to buy bread."

"You are always right, Amen."

“Amen is Christianity.”

"What does Catholicism shout?"

“Amen to Catholicism too.”

"You fool me?"

"No, I'm just bullying you for your lack of knowledge."

On the way back, the fog dissipated.

The moist wind, mixed with the smell of grass and trees, passed by;

The quaint villas are hidden in the trees on both sides, the sound of birds becomes crisp, and the morning light passes through the leaves and branches.

The tree-lined path leading to the villa is quiet and poetic.

The two turned into the path and saw the villa. Xiaolian was squatting in front of a phoenix grass with beautiful sunlight shining on it.

"Ding-ling, ding-ling," she turned her head and looked over when she heard the sound of a bicycle bell.

"Archer! Sister Lin!" She stood up and ran over.

Qingye Rin got off the bicycle: "Xiao Lian, what was Tokyo called before?"

Xiaolian said excitedly: "We know, we know! It's Edo!"

“In what year was Edo renamed Tokyo?”

Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said, "A long, long time ago, in 1621?"

"It was September 1868." Qing Ye Lin handed her the basket in the frame. "If you answer wrong, you will be punished to take the bread back to the house."

"Bread?! We want to eat it!"

Chapter 309: Karuizawa in August (4)

"You're sleeping in on the first day." Mrs. Kujo said to Miki Kujo who came out of the bedroom.

Miki Kujo had her long hair loose, was yawning, and was still wearing long-sleeved pajamas and long pants.

Her crystal skin looked even whiter between her night-black hair.

"Good morning, Sister Meiji." Xiaolian said like an alarm clock, her attention still focused on how to use the knife and fork to deal with the sausage.

"Yeah." Kujo Miki responded lazily and walked to the dining table and sat down.

Toru Watanabe took some bread from the basket and gave it to her and poured her some milk.

The freshly bought bread, paired with their favorite coffee, black tea, milk, some grilled sausages and salad, was their breakfast on the first day in Karuizawa.

"Did we go together this morning?" Miki Kujo took the bread and asked Toru Watanabe.

"Ah."

"What did you do?"

"I went running, bought bread, and went to the bookstore." Toru Watanabe looked at Xiaolian. The sausages were rolling under her knife and fork.

"Why didn't you hide in the woods and do something to apologize to God and Meiji?" Mrs. Kujo took Xiaolian's knife and fork and stabbed the sausage neatly.

"Oh——" Xiaolian looked at the grilled sausage pierced by the knife and fork with admiration.

"Meiji, you must get up tomorrow and go with me," said Toru Watanabe.

"I'll rest for the next three days." This was said by Qingno Rin.

She took a bite of the fluffy French toast with her soft cherry-colored lips and continued, "If I finish reading the book, I will get up early on a morning that is not my responsibility."

Miki Kujo put down the bread and started eating Toru Watanabe's salad with a knife and fork.

She had a thoughtful look in her eyes, as if she was thinking about how to fight back, or whether she should get up early in the morning.

"I'll make another one." Toru Watanabe pushed the salad some towards her.

"No, I'll just eat a few bites." said Kujo Miki.

As she ate, her eyes returned to normal, but she did not respond to Qingye Rin, which made people wonder if her expression just now was just because she was not awake yet.

"Arche, I also want to go buy bread with you." Xiaolian held a sausage knife and fork in her left hand and milk in her right hand.

"Xiao Lian rides her bike too slowly. Just wait for Brother Archer to come back home." Mrs. Qingye wiped the milk foam off her upper lip with a tissue.

"How can we go faster?" Xiaolian asked.

"Take off the training wheels." Watanabe Toru tore off a small piece of bread and put it in his mouth. "I'll teach you this morning."

As soon as she finished her meal, Xiaolian pushed out her children's bicycle.

On her thin neck hung the cell phone that Kujo Miki gave her yesterday. Just in case, Kujo Miki told her to carry it with her at all times and remember to charge it every night. Xiaolian remembered all of it.

Toru Watanabe found tools and helped her remove the training wheels.

Hold the body of the bike and let Xiaolian ride forward. If she falls, step forward to hold her up in time. Repeat this process.

By noon, Xiaolian had successfully learned how to ride a bicycle.

At this time, someone called the villa. A woman with a voice full of carefreeness invited the two ladies to go and play.

"Let's go together? It's at the villa over there on the 'Waterwheel Road'." Mrs. Kujo looked at the three boys and girls, and a child who was happily riding a bicycle.

"Talk to you about jewelry, whose children are getting married, whose families are getting divorced, and how to fight aging?" said Kujo Miki without any interest.

"What you said is so rude." Mrs. Kujo looked at her daughter with a reproachful look.

The two ladies said that the six of them would go to the horse farm together tomorrow, and then they went to visit hand in hand.

Watanabe Toru glanced at Kiyono Rin opposite him.

She was sitting in a rattan chair on the terrace of the villa, enjoying the fresh air and the sunshine shining through the woods. She was reading the book she had bought in the morning.

Neither Kujo Maki nor Kiyono Yuko specifically asked her whether she was going.

Such a gathering was out of the question for her, who could see through lies.

"Not only this kind of party, but also the New Year, any party... Because of the lies, I don't even have friends." Watanabe Toru looked at the sunlight falling through the leaves.

In Japanese, there is a special word - "木漏れ日", which refers to the sunlight shining through the gaps between the branches and leaves of trees.

Watanabe Toru sat on the rattan chair and crossed his legs.

He tapped his fingers leisurely on his thigh and sang:

""Everyone who comes is a guest, and it's all about opening your mouth. Xiangfeng smiles, and doesn't think about it afterwards. As soon as people leave, the tea will be cold. If you lie, don't lie.""

Amid the crisp sound of birdsong, the Peking Opera is played with clear and melodious voices and lingering sounds.

Kiyono Rin raised his eyes from the book and looked at him with a slight smile.

Watanabe Toru looked relaxed, as if he was singing whatever he wanted.

"This woman is so unusual. Her attitude is neither humble nor arrogant. Her expression is neither gloomy nor masculine..." Kujo Miki smiled and sang in Chinese.

Toru Watanabe could no longer remain calm, feeling embarrassed as if he was caught cheating.