Thursday, November 5, the third day of the school trip.

In the early morning, the surroundings were silent, and Watanabe woke up.

Before he could open his eyes, his hands had already touched the smooth and warm body of Miki Nijo's body.

Miki Kujo groaned in dissatisfaction, unconsciously pushed him away and turned his back.

Watanabe Tsubaki put it on again and hugged her from behind.

Miki Kyujo did not escape this time, so she adjusted her posture in his arms and continued to sleep comfortably.

At this time, Watanabe Shiro opened his eyes.

The faint morning light shot in through the curtains, Miki Nijo's skin was so tender, even crystal clear.

As long as Shiro Watanabe sucks gently, he will leave a blue-purple color - because it can't fade for a long time, after the first time, Miki Kujo would not allow him to do this again.

After a while, Miki Kyujo slowly opened her eyes: "What time is it?"

“Five 30.”

“Is it still raining?”

"I don't know when it will stop."

Miki Kyujo closed her eyes again, and it was still half an hour before she returned to Tokyo.

Just as she was about to sleep for a while, she suddenly felt that Watanabe Tsuku's hands were moving, thinking that he was not honest, so she took the hands out of the quilt again.

"What are you doing?" She opened her eyes impatiently.

What caught my eye was Watanabe Tetsuki's slender left hand, and her nails were repaired cleanly and neatly at her request.

In this hand that had no problem staring at her all day, there was a hair slightly thicker than her hair in the middle of her ring finger and index finger, slightly curly and slightly shorter.

"Your?" Shiro Watanabe looked at her.

"Are you blind? It's yours?" Miki Kujo said angrily.

"No, no, no," Watanabe Shisha shook his head seriously to deny, "This color is obviously yours."

"Color?" Miki Kyujo looked carefully and found no difference.

"Why would you like to compare it in practice?" As he said that, Toru Watanabe was about to drill into the quilt.

"You are sick!" Miki Kujo cursed, swept away all the quilts and wrapped them around her, "You have to compare your own!"

"No, this kind of thing must be clear!" Watanabe Toru said, and stood up and pressed onto Miki Kujo.

Miki Kujo, wrapped in a quilt, looked up at him with her beautiful eyes, looking very cute and a little pitiful.

He threw away the curls in his hand and kissed them.

......

Miki Kyujo dresses at the bedside.

"Don't leave, go back with me the day after tomorrow." Toru Watanabe, who was lying on the bed, played with the hem of her long skirt in his hand.

Miki Kyujo's face was still blushing and her voice was charming. She glanced at him and said, "If you enjoy the power and wealth, you have to pay the price? I am the only one left in the Jiujo family. If I stay with you every day, some people will be more and more eager."

"It's so hard, do you need help?" said Toru Watanabe.

"Okay? Don't you want to be the Prime Minister? Wait until I take the seat of the parliamentary seat in the second district of Kanagawa Prefecture? I can give it to you in the future."

"No, I'm kidding, my dream is to retire at the age of 25."

"Change your dream. Give me your socks."

Watanabe Toru found the socks and handed them to her.

When Miki Kyujo took care of her hair, Toru Watanabe got out of bed? He started to put on his clothes and finally packed up faster than hers.

Jingru and the driver were already waiting at the door? Watanabe Toru hugged Miki Kyujo for a while before letting her get in the car.

Nine Miki's hands are supported on the central armrest? Close your eyes and rest.

When the car was driving on the "Tokaido", she said, "Let the people from Iwate Prefecture retreat."

"Miss?" Jingliu whispered. "A high school student has such skills. You have watched the video of gun training. Why did he happen to appear in Yucha? You asked him to stay by my side? I think it's cautious..."

"No need." Miki Kyujo, who was still closed her eyes, interrupted her voice.

Jingliu was trying to persuade her, and raised her head and suddenly noticed that the young lady who never wore any jewelry suddenly had a ring on her left hand.

There was nothing there yesterday.

"Yes." She lowered her head again.

*******

Watching the car disappear at the end of the street, Watanabe Tsuki did not turn around and return to the hotel, but ran along the "Three Nian Saka" that was deserted in the morning.

The fog was covered, the shops were closed, and rain remained on the bluestone road, and only two photographers with cameras were taking pictures.

Watanabe Shirae past the empty streets.

I went through "Three Years Saka", "Qimizu Saka", kimono rental store, "Plum Blossom Hall", and all the way to "Qimizu Temple";

This is just a warm-up, turn right, "Asakhido", "Okamoto Fabric Main Store", "Ayashi'an";

Finally, he ran towards the direction of "Three Nian Saka".

The distance was a triangle with a total length of 1,500 meters. I ran three laps.

*******

Rin Kiyono walked into the restaurant, chose breakfast, and sat down in a no-one position.

Take a sip of steaming miso soup.

She always believed that it was a happy thing to wake up her stomach in the early morning by the hot miso soup.

While eating tuna sprinkled with yam paste and seaweed slices, Ichimu Aoi and Tamamoto Yomi came over and sat down next to her.

‘Next to’, actually separated by one person, her personal space is much larger than that of ordinary people.

"Last night, the girls in our class played a pillow battle!" Yimukui said excitedly, "More than a dozen people, more than thirty pillows, so intense! Kobayashi was directly hit! Hahaha!"

"It sounds so fun!" Tamamo said in a very beautiful way.

"Did you have no activity in your class?"

"Tell ghost stories."

Yimukui said with interest: "I like ghost stories the most, and I often play supernatural games at night!"

Tamamo's body trembled like fear: "I can't stand it."

After saying that, she asked Rin Kiyono who was concentrating on eating: "Does Kiyono like ghost stories?"

"I haven't seen it." Kiyono Rin felt like a tuna and turned to eat grilled fish.

The grilled fish is not as delicious as yesterday's grilled willow fish.

"By the way, did Shinye have any arrangements today?" Yimukui asked carefully.

"I plan to walk by myself, want to go to the philosophy of the way," Kiyono Rin replied.

"I'll go with you!"

"Thank you, Tamamo, but no need."

"Why?"

“I like someone.”

"Okay." Tamamo Komi pouted and stirred the Miso soup without appetite.

Ichimu Ao originally wanted to invite Rin Kiyono to find Senior Sister Mai, but when he saw Tamamo Komi defeating first, he immediately lost the courage to speak.

Yesterday was a group activity prescribed by the school, but today it was free action without reason.

Aoi Ichimu and Tamamoto Yomi were talking about the supernatural story about last night when they came over alone.

"Good morning, Kiyono classmate." The man sat down next to Kiyono Rin.

‘Neighboring’ is really close to each other, but the body still has not touched it.

Ichimu Ao saw Nori clearly and said with disgust: "It's all about sweat. Please stay away from me, Watanabe classmate."

"That's it!" Tamamo said with a beautiful and exaggerated nose.

Ichimukui sniffed secretly, it smelled a little sweat, but there was no peculiar smell. And when she thought that this was from Watanabe Jun, who looked good, she didn't feel disgusted at all.

"Has Watanabe Jun gone for a run?" she asked curiously.

"Well, I have the habit of running in the morning." Toru Watanabe answered while drinking the miso soup.

"You can also run morning jogging on your study tour?"

"I can even keep running in the morning when I go on a study tour, so what else can I do - I motivate myself in this way."

"What else can't be done? For example, after the morning run, go take a shower." Kiyono Rin reminded in a cold voice.
To be continued...