On the second day of the cultural festival, Toru Watanabe didn’t go anywhere.

He found a place out of the sun in the executive committee office, and sat there from morning to evening, rereading "Don Quixote" in the original Spanish.

Because Miki Kujo had very strict requirements when organizing the cultural festival, there were no emergencies on the day of the cultural festival.

"gone."

Watanabe Toru came back to his senses from the world in the book and looked at Kujo Miki with a little doubt.

"Closing ceremony." Kujo Miki explained simply.

"It's already this time?" Watanabe Toru looked out the window. After the typhoon, the gentle sun hung red in the west.

He closed the book, stretched his body, and groaned: "Well - okay, let's go."

Miki Kujo glanced at the table, where lay the tie that Toru Watanabe had taken off.

Watanabe Toru noticed the look in her eyes and reacted: "I almost forgot."

If he doesn't wear a tie, the disciplinary committee members who have a grudge against him will definitely make trouble for him unceremoniously.

Because of the convenience, Watanabe Toru picked up the tie without putting down the book in his hand. As a result, after struggling for a while, he didn't tie it properly.

"Can't you put down the book?" Kujo Miki said disgustedly.

"It is said that a wise man will make a mistake after thinking a lot, and it is rare to be confused in life." He said this, but Toru Watanabe was already ready to put down the book first.

Before he could move, Kujo Miki ordered in a cold voice: "What are you talking about? Come here."

Watanabe Toru walked over, and Kujo Miki first stood up the collar of his shirt with both hands, and then tied his tie carefully.

He could smell the sweet scent of her body, and his delicate fingers would occasionally scratch the skin on his neck. Toru Watanabe couldn't help but put his free hand around her waist.

Miki Kujo raised her eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said nothing.

Watanabe Toru measured the width of her waist with his hand. His hands were very big, and Kujo Miki's waist was probably the size of his palm.

After measuring his waist, he put his fingertips into the waistband of the pleated skirt and was about to go deeper when he received a kick on his foot.

In this case, Toru Watanabe had no choice but to move his position upwards.

He traced the graceful lines of his spine with his hands, and just as he touched the strap of his underwear, he received another kick on his foot.

"be honest."

"yes."

Before Kujo Miki tied his tie, he kept stroking the buttons of his underwear with his hands.

"Okay." Miki Kujo adjusted the tightness of her tie one last time, looked at him and said, "If you want to touch her so much, keep going to my place tonight."

"Mei Ji, I want to discuss something with you."

"What?"

"You know, my dream in the future is to become a fashion designer."

"When did this happen?"

"This is not the key." Watanabe Toru leaned into her ear and whispered, "Tonight, please support my dream."

"That's it."

"How is it?" Toru Watanabe said expectantly.

Kujo Miki showed a meaningful smile and looked at him with a smile: "No problem. But for the sake of fairness, I will wear whatever you wear first."

"No, I want to be a couturier, but my clothes don't suit me."

Miki Kujo pushed him away and let Toru Watanabe touch her again. The buttons of her underwear might fall apart.

As she walked towards the meeting room, she said: "Whether you want to be a women's clothing designer, or you want me to wear a uniform to satisfy your interests, that's fine, but you wear it first."

"That won't work. What if I wear it but you don't?" Toru Watanabe followed.

"Believe it or not, the decision is up to you." Kujo Miki said nonchalantly.

"...let me think about it."

Before Toru Watanabe decided whether to take a gamble, the two of them had already arrived at the gym.

There were activities before the closing ceremony. At this time, there was a burst of noise from the front desk, and I didn't know which club was singing.

Kujo Miki looked around: "How many more shows are there?"

"There's only one left." One of the members of the executive committee came out of nowhere and replied.

"What happened halfway?"

"Nothing happened. Everything went according to your arrangements, Chairman. It went smoothly."

"Then why is there still one group that hasn't come on stage yet?" Kujo Miki's tone suddenly turned cold.

The man's voice trembled uncontrollably: "The light music department asked the instructor to perform on stage temporarily. After the teacher agreed, he asked me to tell the chairman that I haven't had time to go."

Miki Kujo stopped talking.

Of course it's not because I'm afraid of the instructor.

In her opinion, it is absolutely unforgivable for her subordinates to dare to change her orders because of a mere instructor.

She didn't speak, and the entire backstage was silent.

In addition to the executive committee members who have long known that Kujo Miki is powerful, Watanabe Toru noticed that the girls and boys in the light music department who were preparing to go on stage were already nervous, and now even their faces turned pale.

The sound waves on the stage, which were separated only by a curtain, seemed to be coming from the water, making it seem very dull.

The silence lasted for a while, and then Miki Kujo slowly spoke: "Which instructor?"

"Little, Mr. Koizumi Aona."

"Miki, forget it, it's not a big deal." Toru Watanabe pushed her shoulders and asked her to sit down on a stool. "In ten minutes at most, I'll give you a pat on the back and then I'll be gone."

Of course, Toru Watanabe was not speaking for the Light Music Department. He was worried that Kujo Miki would suddenly say, "Call me Koizumi Aona." What would she do?

However, Koizumi Aina is also very talkative to students, although this is also her advantage.

As Toru Watanabe's hand squeezed Miki Kujo's shoulder a few times, the atmosphere backstage gradually surfaced and merged with the front stage again.

The performance of the light music department was indeed outstanding. It can be seen that they have worked hard to prepare. No wonder they wanted to perform in front of the whole school teachers and students at the end.

After they finished their performance, Miki Kujo came on stage with a microphone and the list of winners. Following her, Toru Watanabe was responsible for holding the trophy.

Seeing the two of them, the classmates who packed the gymnasium started whispering, vaguely hearing things like "movie", "as handsome or cute as real people".

After the ‘Fun Award’, ‘Creativity Award’, and ‘Intelligence Award’ were awarded, the most valuable ‘Popular Activity Award’ and ‘Most Profitable Activity Award’ came next.

"The winner of the Popular Event Award, the Most Profitable Event Award," Kujo Miki glanced at the list of winners, "Human Observation Department."

There was applause from below, which was quite enthusiastic and there were not many questions.

Rin Kiyono walked onto the stage, without any humility of the recipient of the award, and stood majestically in front of Kujo Miki.

The two faced each other for three seconds before Kujo Miki showed a faint smile without any hint of smile: "Congratulations, Kiyono-san."

"This is the credit of the Human Observation Department as a whole, and I must also thank the Musical Instruments Department for their help." Qingye Rin simply didn't even smile.

Kujo Miki kept smiling: "Then who do you think has the greatest contribution here?"

Rin Kiyono turned his attention to Toru Watanabe, who had no trophy in his hand and his hands were empty, and said with a smile: "Watanabe-san, what do you think?"

"..."

Toru Watanabe believed that his opinion was completely unimportant, and he did not want to express any opinion on the matter.

But now, the two eldest ladies put on a posture of "If you don't speak, we won't continue." There are all the teachers and students of the school below, a total of more than a thousand people watching...

"Since you ask me, of course I am the one who deserves the most credit." Toru Watanabe said matter-of-factly, "Everyone must have gone to the movies and voted for us because I am handsome enough, right?"

The people below burst into laughter.

Someone shouted: "We are going for the heroine! Who are you!"

"That's right! Shameless!"

"Watanabe-kun, I voted because of you! I like you the most!"

"I support supervision! Moreover, Qingye-san is also responsible for the script, so she deserves the greatest credit!"

There were boos and support, but everyone was joking and did not deliberately target Toru Watanabe, who had an extremely poor reputation.

Kujo Miki looked at Kiyo Rin deeply and did not trouble her again.

After Kiyono Rin came off the stage with the two trophies, she said a few more words, and Toru Watanabe's first Kamikawa High School Cultural Festival came to an end.

The next day, Wednesday, September 27th, school continued as usual.

On the way to school in the morning, the air is fresh and the line of sight is clear.

The air that was originally scorching a few days ago began to feel cool, and the emerald green leaves gradually turned red or yellow. The cold wind made people feel the coming of autumn and made them shiver.

Watanabe Toru browsed the news on his mobile phone and walked on the ramp to Kamikawa High School from Yotsuya Station.

The news said that due to the typhoon, the Tama River in Ota District, Tokyo continued to flood. After two days of emergency repairs, many roads were still unblocked, and citizens were reminded to avoid it.
To be continued...