My girlfriend is a bad lady

After tidying up the messy burgundy dress and black skirt, the two returned to the shore.

The party was coming to an end and guests kept saying goodbye to the host.

In the empty living room, the servants were cleaning up the mess. Compared with the scene of the flying dress just now, there was a hint of loneliness.

Miki Kujo sent Toru Watanabe back to the rental house and left.

Looking at the car going away, Watanabe Toru put his hands on his face and sighed like a sage.

'Man, your name is desire.'

After entering the room, he took off his dress and hung it in the closet, although he probably wouldn't have the chance to wear it a second time.

After taking a shower, I changed into a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, put on slippers, and felt relaxed all over.

Toru Watanabe twisted his neck, took the door key and went out.

The little food they had at the ball had long been consumed in dancing, rowing, and kissing, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were now very close.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, there was no one on the streets near the residential area.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked slowly towards the lighted convenience store.

"welcome!"

Toru Watanabe bought some oden, and the cashier couldn't help but glance at him out of the corner of her eye.

After finishing his meal in the dining area inside the store, Toru Watanabe walked out of the convenience store and threw the box into the trash can at the door.

"Meow!"

"Ah, sorry, sorry."

The stray cat that had been sleeping behind the trash can was frightened by him and jumped away.

This is a big cat with a white and orange color mixture. It is looking at Toru Watanabe as if it wants to leave but is reluctant to do so.

Probably waiting for him to leave and preparing to go back to the trash can again.

Watanabe Toru thought about it, walked back to the store, and when he came out again, he had a watermelon the size of his head in his hand.

He squatted beside the trash can, spread the bag on the ground, punched the watermelon in half, and took out a slightly larger piece for himself.

"Brother, this is an apology gift, that's good enough."

I don't know if the cat was used to being fed, or if it saw that Watanabe Toru was a good person, but it patted the watermelon flesh twice with its paws and then lay down to eat it.

Watanabe Toru smiled, squatted down beside it, and picked out a watermelon seed with his hand.

"Do you know how much this watermelon costs? 2400 yen! Your brother and I held up a billboard in Shinjuku's shopping street on a hot day for two hours!"

"What are you talking to yourself here?"

"Brother, no, sister, can you speak?!"

The cat with whiskers dyed watermelon-colored couldn't talk, of course. It even turned around and pointed its tail towards Watanabe Toru because it was too talkative.

A sigh from Qingye Rin was heard above my head.

"It's Kiyono-san. I thought I had spotted an alien." Toru Watanabe turned around.

Beautiful toes in sandals, delicate ankles, slender calves like tender lotus roots, nice knees, tight and well-proportioned...

"Toru Watanabe! What are you looking at?" Qingno Rin twisted her legs unnaturally.

"I'm thinking."

"lie."

"real."

"Liar. You were staring at my legs the whole time."

"Misunderstanding. Although all I could see was your beautiful legs, Kiyono-san, I was actually thinking: Why didn't cats evolve to walk on their hind legs? Hair... By the way, Kiyono-san, did you know that the history of human hair removal began in the Stone Age? But at that time, humans removed hair for..."

Qingye Rin sighed, ran her hand across the skirt over her hips, and squatted down to make sure nothing was exposed.

Watanabe Toru, who was still chattering about the history of human hair removal and staring at her legs, finally let his eyes level with hers.

Watanabe Toru reluctantly broke the watermelon in his hand into two pieces and handed one slice to Kiyono Rin.

"Thank you." Qingye Rin hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it.

She would never squat on the roadside to eat watermelon if she didn't want Watanabe Toru to continue taking advantage of her because there was no one on the street at night.

"You're welcome." Watanabe Toru took a bite and his mouth was full of sweet juice.

Qingye Rin patiently removed the visible seeds before eating it in small bites.

Obviously, there are people who spit out watermelon seeds at dance parties.

"Why are you here?" asked Toru Watanabe.

"I've been eating at the dance, so I came out to exercise and digest the food."

"I envy you. I'm starving."

"I see you and Kujo Miki are having so much fun that you forget everything else."

"Nothing."

The two of them didn't say anything else, and quietly enjoyed the 2400 yen watermelon with the cat.

The roads in the residential area of ​​Yotsuya Station are narrow and the greening is very well done. Not only the government, but every household plants flowers and grass, and those with conditions have pine and beech trees in their yards.

The evening breeze is blowing, and just listening to the sound of the leaves swaying gives people a feeling of "it's a cool summer night".

Time passes slowly.

If a man and a woman are together and don't talk, the atmosphere should be very awkward.

But neither of them felt that way.

If I don't want to force myself to find a topic, the other party won't mind either - Watanabe Toru always has this feeling in his heart, and he is sure that Kiyono Rin thinks the same way.

But then again, for Kiyono Rin, she probably wishes everyone around her would shut up.

After eating the watermelon, the two people stared at the cat eating the watermelon.

The cat's mouth is very small, just like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves. The way it eats the watermelon bit by bit is very cute.

"Mr. Kiyono, what do you think about cats evolving human-like legs?" Toru Watanabe asked, staring at the cat's hind legs.

"Can you please stop talking about legs?" Qingye Rin couldn't stand him, "You like legs too much."

“I’m studying cats.”

"So you really like legs."

"Oh, no, wait, did I say I was a leg control? I clearly said I was studying cats."

"So you really are a pervert who likes legs. I'm so disappointed."

"Is it already a fact that I like legs?"

The two chatted, and Watanabe Toru talked a lot about which species would have stronger legs if animals evolved like humans.

Qingye Rin didn't say a word and looked like she couldn't stand him the whole time.

It seems that she is not interested in legs. Watanabe Toru can't talk to people who are not interested in legs.

So he stood up first and extended his hand to the squatting Qingye Rin.

"Huh?" Qing Ye Lin looked at him in confusion, "I can stand up by myself."

"Ms. Kiyono, my name is Toru Watanabe. Can I invite you to dance with me?"

Qingye Rin burst out laughing: "You didn't read the "Ball Handbook" I gave you at all, did you?"

"Why do you care so much? You haven't danced with anyone yet, right? Can you give me your first time?" Toru Watanabe said with a smile.

"..." Qingye Rin held her forehead and stood up, "I was still hesitating, but now I am not at all...ah!"

Toru Watanabe held her right hand with his left hand, put his right hand around her slender waist, hummed a strange waltz, and turned around in a waltz step.

"Hahaha!" Before Qingye Rin got angry, he jumped away with a laugh.

"You're dead." Qingye Rin, whose face turned red with anger, shouted in a fierce tone that was cuter than a cat eating watermelon.

Chapter 101 Leisurely and Hot Summer Sounds

Summer vacation officially began on July 7, the day after the dance.

Toru Watanabe still gets up at six o'clock and goes out for a run.

But the running route has changed.

Because he always runs on the busy Shinjuku Avenue, he seems to have really become Forrest Gump, attracting a lot of onlookers.

These bored guys treated him as a tourist attraction or anecdote in Shinjuku! There was even a TV show interviewing him!

So starting today, he decided to go for a morning run on residential streets where no one would mind their business.

Route: Home - Suga Shrine

Yotsuya's residential area is quite dense and the roads are narrow.

In July, the sky is blue and the sun is shining. The creepers, evergreen trees and other vegetation are shining with dazzling green, and beautiful hydrangeas can be seen occasionally.

There are so many ramps here that they are almost as many as the number of roadside vending machines.

After running up the uphill road called Tennozaka, even though Watanabe Toru insisted on exercising, he was already out of breath when he arrived in front of Suga Shrine, with beads of sweat as big as pearls rolling down his fair and handsome face.

Toru Watanabe sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the shrine, listening to the cicadas chirping from the shrine and taking a big gulp of soda.

"Young people nowadays drink junk drinks so early in the morning." Three old ladies strolling near the shrine looked at Watanabe Toru's face and the drink in his hand.

"If you don't drink now, will you wait until you are older?" Watanabe Toru replied loudly.

So the old ladies looked at him even more unhappily.

While pointing and talking to Watanabe Toru, he disappeared around the corner of the downhill road.

Toru Watanabe took another big gulp, let out a contented sigh of carbon dioxide, and then pointed the soda bottle with marbles into the sun.

The patterns on the glass reflect dreamy colors under the sunlight.

After resting for a while, I ran home to take a shower, changed into school uniform and set off for school.

Although there are fewer people on campus during the summer vacation, it is still very lively. The enthusiastic shouts of young people from the sports club on the playground can be heard throughout all the corridors and atriums of the school.

As the wind band's training entered the sprint stage, it became increasingly arduous under the pressure of Kiyono Rin.

She often says now: "Before taking a shower or going to bed, you must memorize the melody. Those who don't make the greatest effort don't deserve to enter the national competition."

Even Toru Watanabe, who gradually became more and more proficient in playing the oboe, could not escape being criticized.

"Watanabe-san, don't you know that the oboe in the piece I chose is very important?"

"Watanabe-san, why did you take so long to use the bathroom? Are you planning on living there?"

"Watanabe-san, since you have time to play Jingle Bells and play games, why don't you practice your solo?"

……

"Watanabe, Watanabe, Watanabe," Toru Watanabe threw the baseball in his hand with all his strength, "I don't know my last name is Watanabe! Do I need you to remind me?"

The crisp sound of a baseball hitting the ball resounded through the summer sky at the end of July.

Kunii Osamu in the batting cage yelled, "Good ball! Come again!"

Toru Watanabe picked up another ball from the basket and threw it toward the strike zone.

The only unexpected sound in my ears was the whistling of the baseball bat.

"Impossible! Carter ball!" Kunii Osamu shouted in disbelief after his swing missed.

"Wrong! It's a Pokémon Ball!" Toru Watanabe threw another Carter Ball that he had no idea what it was.

This time, the crisp sound of the metal ball hitting the ball resounded throughout the Kamikawa again, attracting the attention of the crows standing on the treetops, overlooking the school building.

After hitting the ball, the two men went to the dugout near first base.

"Your pitching speed has been getting faster recently. Today, you even threw a cutter. If you keep going like this, you can definitely come to the baseball club as a sparring partner."

"Underestimating me? My goal is to strike you out before the Koshien game starts."