My girlfriend is a bad lady

However, when they were actually talking, Kujo Miki appeared to be very polite, using honorifics to address everyone, and even acting as a junior most of the time.

"Kujo!"

A girl in a blue dress came over, and next to her was a boy in a tuxedo and a girl in a light green dress.

Watanabe Toru, who was so bored that he swallowed countless yawns, finally perked up.

He still had a smile on his face, his eyes completely focused on Kujo Miki - this action drew envious glances from the women around him, but his peripheral vision was directed at the three people.

According to convention, these three should be the 'villains'.

"Kujo," the two girls greeted each other warmly, and then immediately said as if they had memorized the speech, "Your boyfriend is so handsome, very charming."

Kujo Miki pursed her lips and smiled: "It's OK, just barely."

Well, it seems these two are not.

Watanabe Toru looked at Kujo Miki with a smile that said 'there's really nothing I can do about you', and glanced at the boy in the tuxedo.

There has to be a 'villain', right?

"Hello, I'm Ying Sidao." The boy extended his right hand in a friendly manner.

"Hello, Toru Watanabe."

The two shook hands.

"Are you interested in cars?" asked the boy named Ying Sidao.

Is this a show of a rich second-generation showing off his car? Watanabe Toru was thinking this when the girl in the blue dress said, "Takashi, you really like cars. You told me as soon as we met!"

"What do you know!" Ying Sidao replied impatiently, and then looked at Watanabe Toru expectantly.

“I’m interested, but I don’t understand it at all.”

"It's okay if you don't understand!" Takashimichi was excited as if he had found a kindred spirit. "My family has a racing track in Shizuoka, and I have formed an amateur racing team. Can we go and try it together tomorrow?"

"Racing?"

"I am a professional..."

"He's a professional racing driver! I've said it a thousand times!" The girl in the light green dress rushed to finish her words.

Takashi Doji had an unhappy straight man expression, like a chuunibyou boy who was interrupted while shouting his special move.

He ignored the girl and continued to say to Watanabe Toru, "The two new Lamborghinis I ordered just arrived. As a gift, I'll give you one. How about running a couple of laps tomorrow and driving it away?"

"what?"

"Oh, right!" Ying Sidao slapped his forehead, "You probably don't have a driver's license yet, so let me have someone deliver it to you. But it's totally fine to try it on the racetrack, the traffic police can't do that. Let me tell you, my time for one lap is 1 minute and 39 seconds, do you know that much..."

"Wait." Watanabe Toru quickly interrupted him.

"He's like that. Once he starts talking about driving, he can't stop." The girl in the blue dress said rudely.

Kujo Miki turned around and said to Watanabe Toru, "Do you want one? If you want one, I'll buy one for you."

"..."

Are all the topics of rich people so boring?

"No need. When I said I'm interested in cars, I mean go-karts and motorcycles," Watanabe Toru said perfunctorily.

But it's not nonsense. Motorcycles are standard for driving, and karts are his personal interest.

"Go-kart? What's the point of that toy car?" Ying Sidao finally said something like a villain.

"How rude of you!"

"Everyone has different interests, so how can there be any distinction between high and low?"

The two girls stood up for him.

"What do you know?" Ying Sidao ignored them and said, "Watanabe, I'll have someone send the car to you. If you want to play, feel free to find me. I'll teach you how to drift."

“…Really not necessary.”

"What if you want to play with it? And interests can be developed!" Ying Sidao was anxious, and he seemed to be severing the friendship with him if he didn't accept the Lamborghini.

Although they had only met for five minutes, there was no friendship between them.

Toru Watanabe would never think that the other party really wanted to recommend him racing and gave him a Lamborghini for free. It was just for the sake of Miki Kujo.

"If I'm interested someday, I'll definitely go to your racetrack. I won't need the car. A gentleman doesn't take away what others love."

"Okay." Ying Sidao looked quite regretful, "You must come."

The three of them exchanged contact information with Toru Watanabe and went to say hello to the others.

"Why not accept it? The car bought by Takashimichi costs 60 million yen each." Kujo Miki said meaningfully.

"Sixty million yen is nothing to me." Watanabe Toru smiled and put his hands on her slender waist, staring into her eyes, "I am with you not for money, but for something more important."

"what?"

"you guess?"

"You're so smooth-talking." Kujo Miki took his hand away and forced them to return to the arm-in-arm position just now. "But I'm very satisfied with your performance since just now. I'll buy you whatever you want."

"Really?"

"what do you like?"

Watanabe Toru leaned close to her ear and said, "I like you."

Kujo Miki twisted his side.

"hiss--"

"I'm yours, no need to buy me." She gave a mischievous smile.

Watanabe Toru's heart skipped a beat, and he once again deeply realized the fact that "Kujo Miki is a devil."

This dance was just as Kiyono Rin had said. There was nothing special to pay attention to. After saying hello to the host of the dance, you could do whatever you wanted.

If he had not been brought here by Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru would have been happy to attend the event to broaden his horizons and taste the variety of food on the long table one by one.

Entrance and cocktail party time is from 7:8 to 8:10, and the formal dance is from : to :.

Before 8 o'clock, Miki Kujo took turns greeting various people. Although the topics they talked about were more boring than racing, Toru Watanabe had no choice but to stay with them.

His behavior was not strictly in accordance with etiquette, but his words and actions were full of confidence, giving people a sense of transcendence as if he had seen through the rules and regulations. Others would never have the idea that he was ignorant of etiquette.

The figures of the two were followed by eyes of the people in the venue from beginning to end.

Watanabe Toru didn't encounter any "villains", but many girls glanced at him with rosy cheeks, which reminded him of senior Mai when he was doing things.

It's terrible.

Fortunately, he did not click [Charm: Smile] just now, otherwise he might really become a person with facial paralysis in the future.

At eight o'clock, to the sound of warm cocktail music, Kiyono Rin, wearing a light blue dress, walked into the venue.

Her beautiful, young and dreamy figure finally drew some attention away from Watanabe Toru and the other man.

But apart from saying hello, no one would stay around Qingye Rin.

After all, as an upper-class person, it is the wisest choice for him to stay away from the "lie detector".

Watanabe Toru picked up the juice and toasted to Kiyono Rin who was already eating in the corner, expressing his infinite envy.

Kiyono Rin returned the favor with a goblet of clean water, then took a sip like a lone victor, staring at Watanabe Toru with eyes full of pride and mockery.

The lights slowly dimmed and the melody of the waltz accompaniment sounded.

In the venue, the male partner and his female partner smiled knowingly at each other, then hugged each other, and danced the waltz with their limbs entangled and their bodies close together.

Watanabe Toru turned his head and saw Kujo Miki looking at him with a smile.

After taking a deep breath and making a gesture of invitation, Kujo Miki placed her hand in his palm.

Toru Watanabe put his arms around her slender waist, held her hand, and performed the basic steps of the waltz.

"How was the dance?" Miki Kujo asked with a chuckle.

Toru Watanabe felt the softness of her body, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and the sweet and moist breath coming from her mouth.

"It's so stupid. Why don't we hold hands and go to the movies?" Watanabe Toru complained and added, "Of course, being able to hold your waist like this is what I want most."

While he was talking, he silently recited Kiyono Rin's instructions in his heart: On the first beat, the man retreats to the left, the woman advances to the right; on the second beat, the man crosses to the right, the woman crosses to the left; on the third beat, both sides put their feet together...

"Then let's go to the movies next time."

"Does my performance today count as a pass?"

"Just barely..." Kujo Miki, who was smiling just now, suddenly turned cold.

Watanabe Toru smiled awkwardly: "I didn't mean it."

"You are the first person who dares to step on me."

Watanabe Toru thought about it and pretended to be jealous: "You have danced with other men?! That's right, for you young ladies, dancing is just a part of life..."

Miki Kujo raised her heel and stepped on the instep of Toru Watanabe without any hesitation.

"Woo——!!!"

Watanabe Toru was sweating profusely, and he consciously put his arms around Kujo Miki's waist, letting her lean against his body quietly.

One is the pain, and the other is the worry that my acting skills will be seen through.

"I want to teach you a lesson. Don't take my words to heart." She buried her face in Watanabe Toru's arms and danced softly. "But you look cute when you're jealous. I'll forgive you this time."

With Toru Watanabe in his arms, he felt terrified as if he had survived a disaster. Then he finally remembered what happened at the Shinagawa Aquarium - Miki Kujo didn't like others touching her.

'Could it be that she really likes me? ' This thought flashed through Watanabe Toru's mind.

It was normal for him to be liked. Eight out of ten girls in school were willing to be his girlfriend, one was already his girlfriend, and the last one was Kiyono Rin.

Toru Watanabe wanted to observe Kujo Miki's expression, but unfortunately, she rested her face on his chest, and only she knew what she was thinking.

After dancing a dance, Kujo Miki said she had something to do and left temporarily - actually she was going to the bathroom or to touch up her makeup.

But she didn't wear any makeup, so Watanabe Toru was sure she was going to the bathroom.

Finally, the break came. Toru Watanabe quickly looked around the venue and saw Kiyono Rin eating slowly in the corner.

The lights on the dance floor changed, the shadows of people intertwined, and the composition of the crowd changed again and again, but she was always the only one there.

Watanabe Toru walked over confidently.

Qingye Rin was removing the seeds from a watermelon with a fork in her hand. When she saw him coming over, she smiled.

"Watanabe-san, what are you doing here? Are you planning to invite me to dance?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Tell me what's delicious? I'm starving!"

"..." Qingye Rin thrust the fork into the watermelon flesh fiercely, "You are such an infuriating man."

She sighed and listed the dishes that she thought were good.

Toru Watanabe took a plate and piled all those things on it.

"Didn't I tell you that you can only put four items on the plate, and they must be small amounts. You can take as many as you like."

"Why bother with that?" Watanabe Toru ate a piece of golden roasted suckling pig. "The people who made these rules are far inferior to me. Why should I submit to the constraints of the weak?"

"You sound more and more like your girlfriend."

"What kind of meat is this? Why does it taste raw?"

"Lamb, medium rare."

"It's too old. I usually just go after the sheep's butt and gnaw on it." Watanabe Toru deliberately said sarcastically. He has never been used to eating things with blood.

"puff--"

Because of the sudden smile, Qingye Rin almost lost her balance on the plate with the watermelon on it.

She smiled while trying her best to keep herself calm, her fair face turning a cherry red.

Watanabe Toru had no intention of making her laugh; he just said this old joke without thinking.

But being able to make Kiyono Rin laugh is not bad, as the saying goes, beauty can make a person…

"What are you doing here?" At some point, Miki Kujo was standing beside him with one hand on his waist.

"…Come say hello to my classmates and have something to eat."