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252. The day of the tail sound(2/2)

Let’s not talk about her for now, there are too many to mention.

Watanabe Toru took back his peripheral vision from Kiyono Rin.

"I remember," he pointed his right index finger on his temple, "your baseball club swears that if you don't reach the Koshien finals in August, you will have to sit down at the school gate for all the teachers and students at the beginning of the school year?"

"That's right! Burn the cauldron! Is your blood boiling?"

"That's it." Toru Watanabe said.

"agreed?"

"No matter how you think about it, you don't mean to agree." Ichiki Aoi answered for Toru Watanabe.

Then, she said to Toru Watanabe:

"But I really want to see Watanabe-kun play baseball. Then our music club can go there to cheer on, right, Kiyono-kun?"

"The premise is that you can persist until the end of the national wind music competition." Qingye Rin sandwiched the rose petals in the book.

Class is about to begin.

Reading her signals, Toru Watanabe stopped chatting and refused clearly.

Osamu Kunii, who simply wanted to recruit someone to train with him, could only come back in vain.

I thought it was an ordinary Friday morning, everyone was passing the time chatting about meaningless topics. However, the moment Aina Koizumi walked into the classroom, it became extraordinary.

It has nothing to do with Koizumi Aina...it doesn't seem right either.

Anyway, Kujo Miki is back and walks into the classroom with Koizumi Aona.

She wore the same Western-style school uniform, the same pleated skirt, and except for the particularly high-end black pantyhose and the ring, she was no different from an ordinary female high school student.

But it just looks different.

With a queen-like temperament, a contemptuous smile, and an overwhelming sense of presence, everyone in the classroom looked at her as if she had been given an order.

"Mr. Koizumi, it seems that we have failed." Toru Watanabe said regretfully in his heart.

"Starting from today, Miki Kujo will officially join the class with everyone. Please get along well." Koizumi Aona said with her hands clasped together.

"At the age of sixteen, I seem to have failed." She said regretfully in her heart.

Miki Kujo walked lightly towards the corner surrounded by Toru Watanabe and Rin Kiyono.

When she arrived in front of Toru Watanabe, she pulled his tie, almost nose to nose and said, "Did you miss me?"

Her voice was so beautiful that even after she finished speaking, it still left an aftertaste in everyone's heart.

"I think so." Toru Watanabe replied.

"How much do you want it?"

"I'm almost going crazy. In the outer garden of the shrine, you can hear my endless crying; the moat of the Imperial Palace echoes my cry for my lover all night long."

"That's it?" Kujo Miki was not satisfied yet.

"It's class." Watanabe Toru said in a low voice.

Everyone looked at the two of them.

Miki Kujo arranged her tie for Toru Watanabe, and before returning to her seat, she greeted Rin Kiyono with a smile:

"Let's get along well in the future, Kiyono-san."

"No need, I have no intention of getting along with you."

Kujo Miki smiled nonchalantly and sat back in her seat.

The eyes of most people in the classroom, like Ichimoku Aoi's ears pricked up, were expecting some kind of excitement.

Watanabe Tetsu doesn't like this situation.

Although it was a bit painful, the benefits far outweighed the disadvantages of being able to be with Miki Kujo and Rin Kiyono, and to find opportunities for them to get back together.

All of the above has a premise: the person sitting here is himself.

Trouble.

But no matter how troublesome it is, Toru Watanabe will solve it. He has already made up his mind.

"Today is the last day. Those students who have not handed over the route investigation to me, please do it as soon as possible."

There was nothing important, and the morning class meeting ended with Koizumi Aona repeatedly emphasizing that study should not be relaxed.

Toru Watanabe, Rin Kiyono, and Miki Kujo were in the same class for the first time.

Under the vague gaze of others in the classroom, Watanabe Toru turned around.

Kujo Miki was leaning on the table with her elbows and leaning on the side of her face with her hands, looking out the window at the Shinjuku area in boredom.

Rin Kiyono took out the book and turned to the page with the rose petals as a bookmark, looking as usual.

"Why are you back today?" Toru Watanabe asked curiously.

"Report to me, what did you do during this time?" Kujo Miki was still looking out the window.

Watanabe Toru reached out and took the hand that supported her head: "I just have something to tell you."

"Sure enough, you did something sorry for me." Kujo Miki looked at him motionless, with a sadistic smile on her lips.

Watanabe Toru turned his back to the people in the classroom and smiled from an angle that only Kujo Miki and Kiyono Rin could see.

He kneaded Kujo Miki's delicate and soft little hands a little harder and said:

"No matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

"Who knows." Kujo Miki said in a dismissive tone.

Watanabe Toru smiled even happier, rubbed her little hand again, turned around and took out a notebook written last night from the drawer, and handed it to Kujo Miki.

"What is it?" Miki Kujo glanced at the notebook with her charming and domineering eyes.

"Look." Watanabe Tetsu didn't explain.

Kujo Miki held the notebook in both hands and began to read it carelessly.

About ten seconds later, she raised her eyes and looked at Toru Watanabe: "The novel you wrote?"

Qingye Rin laughed softly.

Miki Kujo remained motionless and only looked at her once.

An ordinary person would already feel fear under this sight, but Kiyono Rin was still reading leisurely.

"...So there is still such an understanding." Toru Watanabe said to himself and explained, "It's all facts, what happened this week."

"Fact?" Kujo Miki repeated the word.

"You read it first." Toru Watanabe pointed at the note.

Kujo Miki looked at him deeply and continued to look.

In it, Toru Watanabe wrote a lot of information about Koizumi Aona himself who has forgotten these memories. In short, he took the writing expression of "writing repeated defeats as repeated defeats" to the extreme.

Of course, these cannot fool Kujo Miki.

Before she could see through the lie, she had already developed the ability to grasp the key to the problem.

She finished reading it two minutes before class.

"When she comes, come to my place." In the eavesdropping ears of Ichimoku Aoi, she didn't understand the meaning of Kujo Miki's words at all.

The first period on Friday was Koizumi Aina's English class, and everyone came together.

It was still about the same time, and the sixteen-year-old "Koizumi Aona" appeared.

She is not in a hurry today because she told her future self yesterday at noon not to test in class!

But her sitting posture, her habit of looking at people, and her concentration in class were completely different from before.

Miki Kujo's face became colder and colder.

If she hadn't read the notes given by Tooru Watanabe in advance and was somewhat prepared, she would have definitely called someone to deal with Koizumi Aona immediately.

A woman enters her man's body.

Breathe with his body, speak with his body, feel the taste of food with his tongue, go to the toilet...have you touched everything all over your body?

"Koizumi Aona" knows nothing and is half-listening in class to test her future self's teaching skills.

After she smelled Toru Watanabe's arm to confirm whether the body had taken a bath last night, Miki Kujo took a deep breath.

She couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't think of anything.

At this moment, suddenly there was a heavy object on the knee.

Miki Kujo lowered her head and saw a beautiful cat crawling from the belly of her desk onto her skirt.

Anyone who likes cats or has a little love cannot resist the charm of this cat.

Miki Kujo stepped in to help the cat.

He grabbed the cat's neck and pulled the cat out of the desk.
Chapter completed!
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