My girlfriend is a bad lady

"You two have a good relationship. You can smile like this when you greet each other." Miki Kujo looked at Toru Watanabe with eyes that showed no emotion.

"It's just so-so." Watanabe Toru picked up the medium-rare lamb with a fork and fed it to her mouth, "Meiji, you must be hungry too, try it."

Miki Kujo glanced at him, bit down with her teeth, then immediately let go with a frown.

"I don't like this, you eat it."

"what?"

"Ok?"

“…Delicious!” Watanabe Toru chewed the food in big mouthfuls and decided to buy some anthelmintic on the way back.

Kujo Miki took the fork from his hand and forked a piece of ham for herself: "Does Kiyono-san still not have a dance partner this time?"

"Since when has having a boyfriend become something to brag about? You were just like me at the last dance, and you danced with me for a while. Do you think you're so proud of me? How superficial." Qingye Rin responded bluntly.

"It seems like you really care about this kind of thing. I didn't say anything. Could it be that you are secretly thinking about men..."

"Forget it, forget it. There are so many people here, let's go back to school. No, let's argue again next time school starts." Toru Watanabe quickly stopped Kujo Miki. His sixth sense told him: if they continue arguing like this, the war will definitely spread to him.

"Are you helping her or me?" asked Miki Kujo.

"You're my girlfriend, who do you think I should help? But there's no need." Watanabe Toru snatched her fork and ate the remaining half of the ham: "Let's go eat something else, I'll pick it up for you."

He put the fork on the plate, freed one hand to put his arm around Kujo Miki and walked towards the food area.

"What to eat?"

"Salmon. What's wrong with the food on your plate? It's all stuff I don't like. Change it for me, you hear me?"

While listening to Kujo Miki's instructions, Watanabe Toru secretly turned around and gave Kiyono Rin a smug smile.

Qingye Rin spat out a black watermelon seed on the plate.

"What's wrong with this woman? She has no gratitude at all!"

Chapter 100 Dance Rhapsody (Part )

After choosing the food and juice, the two came to a long sofa in the rest area.

Miki Kujo crossed her legs, folded her arms, and cast a bored gaze towards the dance floor full of people in formal dresses.

Watanabe Toru, who was sitting next to her, was also watching this extremely luxurious and boring scene, and was also responsible for serving plates and feeding her.

"No wonder Ruth gave up her aristocratic life."

"Who is Ruth?" Miki Kujo withdrew her gaze and looked at Toru Watanabe.

"The heroine of Titanic."

Kujo Miki turned her gaze back to the dance floor. "What do you want to say by 'giving up aristocratic life'?"

"What I mean is..." As he spoke, Toru Watanabe used a knife and fork to cut a piece of cake that she could put in her mouth without opening her mouth wide, and fed it to her mouth.

Kujo Miki interrupted him: "I want some fruit."

Watanabe Toru had no choice but to eat the cake which was full of cream and would definitely make him fat, and he cut a piece of cake with a small slice of kiwi for her.

Kujo Miki opened her mouth slightly and ate the cake: "Go on."

"What I mean is that if you keep living this upper-class life, you'll get bored sooner or later. It would be more interesting to experience the life of the lower-class people from time to time."

"The bottom life? Salad."

"Hold on."

Toru Watanabe put the cake plate on the table, took a sip of water to relieve the greasy taste of cream in his mouth, and then picked up the plate of salad.

After feeding Kujo Miki a bite with a knife and fork, he said, "Have you ever been to the summer festival?"

“I’ve seen fireworks.”

"Not just that. Like... have you ever walked through a stall full of people? Scooped up goldfish? Shot balloons with a plastic gun? Licked marshmallows or candy apples with your tongue?"

"You're talking about the summer festival, right? Foie gras."

"Foie gras? Which one is foie gras? This one?" Toru Watanabe fed her a piece and took a bite himself.

Just take a sip with your tongue and palate, and the foie gras will melt immediately, leaving a delicate and fresh taste.

Toru Watanabe has only eaten chicken liver and feels that the two taste roughly the same, but foie gras is more delicious.

'I'll take my mom and dad to try it next time,' he thought.

Unlike Watanabe Toru who was immersed in the food, Kujo Miki said without much reaction: "Zucchini."

"You eat really healthily." Watanabe Toru picked up the plate of vegetables again, "You know, I'm going to stay in Tokyo during the summer vacation to participate in the wind instrument competition, so I plan to have fun at the summer festival."

"Are you inviting me?"

"...Yeah." Watanabe Toru didn't know what he meant by that. He said regretfully, "But you probably don't have time, right?"

"You performed well today. Originally, the reward was that I would play with you for ten minutes in a dress, but you wanted to go to the summer festival with me. It's no problem to change it to this."

"No, no, no, I choose the shorter one!"

Kujo Miki turned her head and stared at him coldly: "You really only want my body."

"...Let's go to the summer festival. I want to create beautiful memories with you."

Kujo Miki nodded with satisfaction and put her hand on Watanabe Toru's wrist: "Let's go, finish eating and continue dancing."

"Wait, I'm not full yet."

"Full?"

"…Nothing. Nothing."

Toru Watanabe could only reluctantly put his arms around Miki Kujo's slender waist again, holding her delicate little hands, and swaying on the dance floor.

However, when he saw her beautiful face, good figure, and high-end and elegant dress so close to him, Toru Watanabe felt that he was a little ungrateful.

Those models and stars that are coveted by thousands of people don't have as good looks and figures as her, and their status is far inferior to hers, but even with such a high-ranking Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru can hug her waist however he wants.

Of course, this must be done when she is in a good mood, otherwise she needs to be careful about her waist and ears.

If Kujo Miki was in a good mood, she might be able to do something better.

The reason why I use the word "should" is because Watanabe Toru has never done it so far - as long as a man's lower body is still usable, he should not try to test his resistance to beauty.

Throughout history, many heroes and brave men have given up hatred for beauty, some even willing to kill their fathers and their entire families.

Watanabe Toru has no confidence in himself in this regard, so apart from raising his waist to show that he "loves" Kujo Miki, he will never make any unnecessary moves.

But from the beginning, realizing that only he could touch such an indescribable and noble body, Watanabe Toru always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Smelling her sweet scent and feeling her slender waist, I sometimes even think: If she could change her bad temper, it would be nice for us to be together like this.

After dancing two dances in a row, Miki Kujo said she wanted to go out for some fresh air.

Toru Watanabe thought he could leave, but the two of them ended up at the other side of the mansion, next to a private pier in Tokyo Bay.

Many guests also chat here, look out at the sea view and breathe fresh air.

There is also a bonfire here, and a chef is grilling next to the bonfire. Guests can also take their own ingredients and grill them on the charcoal fire for fun.

As soon as the two of them arrived here, a beautiful woman in an exquisite deep V tube dress came over. It was Seino Riko, who they had met once before, the executive director of Seino Group.

"Ms. Kujo, good evening." Riko Kiyono extended her right hand.

"Hello." Miki Kujo shook hands with her indifferently.

Kiyono Riko smiled and turned to Watanabe Toru, also extending her right hand: "Watanabe-kun, nice to see you again."

"You..." Under the sidelong glance of Kujo Miki, Watanabe Toru consciously retracted his half-extended hand, "Hello."

Miki Kujo looked straight ahead again and walked towards the pier.

Toru Watanabe smiled apologetically at Seino Satoko and followed her.

Kiyono Riko looked at the two men's departing figures thoughtfully, and muttered to herself after a while, "So handsome. No wonder."

The ground leading to the dock is covered with lantern-shaped lights, and the shadows of the trees dance among the bright yellow lights.

"Prepare a boat for me." Kujo Miki said to the servant standing at the dock.

"Ok."

Watanabe Toru asked, "What are you going to do with the boat?"

"Let the night breeze blow."

"Tokyo Bay?"

Toru Watanabe originally thought that the servant was driving the speedboat, but it turned out that what Kujo Miki wanted was a wooden boat.

And let him row alone!

Away from the dock, away from the lights of the dance party, Watanabe Toru let go of the oars and looked at Kujo Miki, who was sitting opposite him, feeling the water with her hands.

The coast is lined with tall buildings and bright lights;

On the Rainbow Bridge, a suspension bridge that crosses the northern part of Tokyo Bay and connects Shibaura and Odaiba in Minato Ward, traffic flows like flowing water;

Luxury cruise ships and sightseeing boats slowly pass by on the bay.

The small boat the two were on was hidden in the night, with only a light on the bow proving that there were people here.

"Why did you stop? Keep rowing."

"Do not."

"Reject me?" Kujo Miki sneered, "You think you can do it here..."

Watanabe Toru put his fingers into her hair, stroked the side of her face with his palm, and interrupted her softly: "I want to eat you now."

"..." Miki Kujo raised her beautiful face with a contemptuous and provocative smile on her lips.

In the deserted Tokyo Bay, Toru Watanabe, who was originally joking and trying to scare her, began to feel his heart pounding when his hand touched her body.

"…I am planning to do this," he said, trying to slow down his disordered breathing, "but I still need your consent."

"What do you want to do?" asked Miki Kujo with a smile.

"Considering that the boat is small and there is a risk of it tipping over if you move too much, I want to... kiss you."

Watanabe Toru lifted her seductive chin and moved closer to her. In the night, lake light, and lights, his lustful eyes looked down at her proud face.

"Is it okay?" He said softly, his voice a little hoarse than usual.

Waves hit the boat, the cruise ship blew its whistle, and amidst these sounds, Kujo Miki gave the order:

“…I allow it.”

Toru Watanabe lost, lost to beauty and this damn, sweet, magical atmosphere.

He greedily held her cold lips, sucking on her like juice.

Miki Kujo's body went limp and she leaned into his arms.

A sweet scent was brewing on the sea, and the boat drifted along the current in an unknown direction.

"…Meiji."

"……Um."

After a simple and meaningless conversation, the second kiss began.

The cruise ship passed the Rainbow Bridge, the lights in the distance flickered on and off, and Watanabe Toru left Kujo Miki's lips with a slight breath.

The two men pressed their foreheads against each other, as if this was the only way to support their weak bodies.

“…Watanabe.”

"……Um."

"…You are mine."

"I'm yours."

Naturally, they pressed their lips together for the third time.

Sweetness sank into Kujo Miki's heart. This was an experience she had never had before.

She couldn't think about anything anymore, whether this was happiness or satisfaction. She only knew that when she regained consciousness, her hands had unconsciously grabbed Watanabe Toru's back.