My girlfriend is a bad lady

"I want to stay with Toru for a while longer. Sleeping is a waste." Asu Mai slid down the sofa, sat on Watanabe Toru's lap, and put her hands on his shoulders.

Looking at Asu Mai who said these words in a calm tone, all kinds of emotions surged in Watanabe Toru's heart.

These emotions intertwined and converged into an unshakable belief:

I must give Mai a happy future.

Toru Watanabe put aside the script and put his arms around Asuka Mai's slender waist.

"There's still a lot of time. We have many, many half hours. Besides, for me, it's a pleasure to watch my senior sister sleep. Let me be willful to you occasionally."

"Yeah." Asu Mai stared at Watanabe Toru.

After looking at each other for a while, they kissed each other, a very short kiss.

"So warm." Asu Mai whispered about the feeling of the kiss.

"Mm, so warm." Watanabe Toru kissed her again.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, entangled like a silk thread, inseparable.

The only way to untie this thread is to cut it directly.

……

Monday, the 57th Kamikawa Culture Festival.

"I watched TV this morning and it said a typhoon seemed to be coming."

"Really? Does it have to be at this time?"

"But it seems to be fine today. It won't land until the evening. Hopefully it will pass overnight."

"What about the stall outside?"

"Put it away after school. Whether it can be done tomorrow depends on whether the typhoon has gone away and the school's arrangements."

The students came earlier than usual and discussed the typhoon while preparing to open the store.

"Our play is on the next day. What if a typhoon comes and we can't perform it? We've been rehearsing for so long." Ikki Aoi said worriedly in front of the blackboard.

"Do what you should and what you can do, and don't worry about other things." Qingye Rin wrote slogans and menus on the blackboard.

Miki Kujo draws pictures of dishes on the blackboard.

This is all about the two young ladies’ participation in class activities.

At this time, Class 4, Grade 2, had been arranged into a dining room - next to the atrium window, a concave cooking table was formed with tables.

Guests come in, order at a podium, and take their seats at numbered tables.

The student on the podium will send the menu and number of the customer's order to the cooking table.

After the chef was done, the boys and girls acting as waiters - dressed in maid outfits, brought the dishes to the table.

The drinks were barley tea bought from the supermarket, sold separately in bottles, and charged 50 yen per cup.

The five chefs on duty for the first round and three kitchen assistants are already in place in the cooking area.

"Watanabe-kun, just tell me what ingredients you need~"

"Thank you, Kimura-san."

"Are you ready? Let the guests in!" shouted the student in charge of receiving guests at the door.

"Okay!" the female squad leader also shouted back.

Most of the first customers were girls, with only a few boys.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you? There's a menu on the blackboard~" said Aoi Ikki, who's in charge of the cashier, "Oh, Watanabe-kun is in charge of the fried rice~"

"What is this black thing?"

“Soy sauce fried rice~”

"Soy sauce? Hmm - or mushroom fried rice."

"Okay, one serving of mushroom fried rice. What do you want to drink? Free drinking water, 50 yen for a cup of barley tea~"

"Barley tea."

"In order to allow everyone to try a variety of delicacies, the fried rice portion is very small. Do you want another serving of fried noodles or grilled sausage?"

"No thanks, I just want to eat Watanabe-kun's fried rice!"

"Please take seat number one. The fried rice will be ready soon~"

Another classmate handed the order of mushroom fried rice to the kitchen helper, who then delivered it to Watanabe Toru.

Toru Watanabe picked up the egg and cracked it with one hand.

Stir-fry the egg yolks in the pan, add the sausage and corn kernels, then add the rice and diced mushrooms.

Keep stir-frying until steam comes out and the rice jumps in the pan, then pour in the light soy sauce bought from Zhonghua Supermarket.

Finally, turn to high heat and stir-fry vigorously. The fried rice and ingredients are clearly grainy and pour down from the sky like a waterfall.

"Wow! Watanabe-kun is so handsome~~" The female staff on duty and the female customers who came to the store all took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Finally, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and serve after you smell the green onion fragrance.

"I'm sorry for the poor service!" Toru Watanabe showed off the brightly colored mushroom fried rice with golden egg rice and green chopped green onions.

The cultural festival has begun.

Chapter 338 A sudden strong wind (14)

The weather was clear, with an occasional breeze blowing through the azure blue sky. The huge "Kamikawa Festival" banner prepared by the calligraphy club made a rustling sound.

In the gymnasium, the stick dance section in gymnastics uniforms are performing on the stage, and the wind band is preparing behind the scenes.

The wind orchestra has more than a hundred members, but only eighty of them were on stage this time, and the orchestra leader, Kaoru Hayami, was the conductor.

"Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

The girls holding various musical instruments were talking in low voices.

"It's about Tamamo being the next minister."

"Tamamo in the trombone section is so beautiful?"

"She's the only one in the wind band with the last name Tamamo!"

“Why should she be the next minister?”

"Are you talking about that rumor?"

"Rumor? It just means it's not confirmed yet?"

"I heard from the third-year senior that Hayami-senpai is still considering it."

"Why her?"

"It is said that Hayami-senpai went to the Human Observation Department, and after returning, she started thinking about Tamamo."

"Human Observation Department? Is that Kiyono-san's opinion?"

"No." The girl holding the flute lowered her voice, "It's Watanabe-kun."

"You're kidding, right?!"

"Yeah! Don't they have a bad relationship? Tamamo always says bad things about Watanabe-kun!"

"By the way, isn't it too early to start thinking about the next minister now? There's still the national competition."

"Third-year students from other clubs will quit after the cultural festival. Maybe it's because of this that we, the club leader, will consider these things in advance."

The best way to keep a secret is not to tell anyone, and the news soon spread to the trombone section where Tamamo Yoshimi was.

The girl in the wind band who was close to Tamamo Yoshimi secretly asked her whether this matter was true or not.

Tamamo Yoshimi had no idea about this, Watanabe Toru didn't tell her, and Hayami Kaoru didn't talk to her either.

"Everyone is welcome to enjoy the performance of the wind orchestra. Last month, we qualified for the national competition. Next month, we will work hard to bring back good news from Nagoya."

After the performance, Tamamo Yoshimi found a reason to separate from her friends and went to Class 4, Grade 2 alone.

I originally just wanted to chat with Watanabe Toru, but I couldn't get in at all.

There was a long line in front of the door of Class 4's classroom. Inside the classroom, in order to provide guests with a good dining environment, the number of people entering and leaving was limited, and curtains were used to cover the glass to block the view from outside.

Caught in the hesitation of waiting and not waiting.

"What a nice view?"

Tamamo Haomi looked over and saw that it was a boy in the class.

"Are you coming to eat too? Should I give up my seat to you?"

"Need not."

After rejecting the boy, Tamamo Yomi walked to the back of the line.

"Just treat it as lunch." She put on her headphones and listened to music played by Qiangxiao to pass the time.

Finally it was her turn, and as soon as she walked in, she heard a familiar voice.

"Poor hospitality!"

She curled her lips and walked towards the podium.

"Welcome light...Huh? So beautiful!" Ikki Aoi greeted happily.

"Aoi," Tamamo Haomi took off one of her headphones, "Are you the cashier?"

Ikki Aoi struggled to lift up a tin box that was originally used to hold biscuits: "See? It's all money!"

“There are a lot of guests.”

"Thanks to Watanabe-kun, do you want to have fried rice? As a friend, I can give you half price~"

"No! Fried noodles!"

Sitting in the newly cleaned seat, Tamamo Yomi looked at Watanabe Toru in the food area and found that she seemed to have waited in vain.

How can I talk to him with so many people around?

"Guest, your fried noodles and barley tea."

"Thank you." Tamamo Mimi looked at the male classmate in front of her who was wearing a maid outfit and behaving in an elegant manner, with undisguised disgust on her face.

"It's noon, time for the shift change!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

A group of new students entered the cooking area and replaced Watanabe Toru and his friends who had been busy all morning.

"No, I haven't had Watanabe-kun's fried rice yet!"

"It's obviously my turn!"

"Sorry, please come back tomorrow afternoon!"

Seeing Watanabe Toru untying his apron and preparing to leave the classroom with Ikki Aoi, Tamamo Yomi stopped eating her fried noodles and hurriedly followed them.

After leaving the classroom, he stopped the two men in the corridor.

"So beautiful?" Ikki Aoi looked at her in confusion while she was supposed to be eating.

"Aoi, can you let me talk to this guy Watanabe alone for a while?" Tamamo Yoshimi requested.

"Sure." After saying that, Ikki Aoi turned to Watanabe Toru and said, "Watanabe-kun, I'll go first."

After watching Ikki Aoi go away, Watanabe Toru asked Tamamo Haomei: "What do you want from me? If you want to borrow money, you must write an IOU."

"Who wants to borrow money!" Tamamo Haomei retorted subconsciously. She looked around and said, "Follow me."

In order to avoid the crowds everywhere, Toru Watanabe followed Tamamo Yoshimi to the staircase platform leading to the rooftop on the fifth floor.

The door to the rooftop was locked with a rusty iron lock.

Unlike the scenes in animations where people often eat lunch on the rooftop, in reality, the rooftop is not a comfortable place.

It is hot in the summer and cold in the winter, and key schools will not be open to students.