"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells..."

"Meiji?"

"Fifteen minutes left."

"What fifteen minutes? July?" Because of the system, Toru Watanabe is very sensitive to the beginning and end of the month.

"I told you, your homework will be checked in July."

Miki Kujo's voice came from the other side of the phone. Although her tone was lazy, she looked very energetic.

On her side, it should be noon.

"Now?"

"certainly."

"Playing the oboe in the middle of the night will disturb the neighbors."

"That's your business." There was no unexpected willfulness.

"...Okay. Wait a minute."

Walking south from Toru Watanabe's rental house, close to the Marunouchi Line, you can see a section of the moat.

Every evening, the riverside is full of people enjoying the cool air and walking their dogs, as well as street performers who for some reason always sing sad songs such as "Sakura Wants to See You".

Late at night, this section of the moat is filled with only drunk passers-by or sneaky couples.

The call switched to video mode midway, and Toru Watanabe walked toward the river while talking to Miki Kujo about these messy things.

Miki Kujo was probably on a balcony, with white curtains swaying in the wind, and she was lying on a comfortable chair with her eyes closed.

Whenever Toru Watanabe thought she was asleep, she would make a fuss-free hum.

Toru Watanabe placed his mobile phone on a bench under a tree by the river. With the help of the street lights in the distance, he was a little blurry in the front camera.

His fair face was now dyed yellow, but it did not affect his handsomeness at all.

For a week, Toru Watanabe has been coming here to practice every day, and this location is considered his old place.

Find the key position with your fingers and adjust the sound.

"Let's begin."

Miki Kujo on the phone had her eyes closed, as if she was asleep. This reminded Toru Watanabe of the time in the concert hall when she was woken up by the hard-to-hear wind ensemble.

Watanabe Toru inhaled slightly, and while pressing the button with his finger, his breath was sent into the reed.

...

A solo ends.

"How is it?" Watanabe Toru asked.

"Have you learned it before?"

"Do you think I could afford an oboe before? Apart from the recorder in elementary school, I have never played any musical instrument."

Kujo Miki sneered: "Do you think I'm a fool? Who can learn the oboe in half a month without any foundation? Not to mention that you have completely surpassed the level of a student."

you know too!

"Maybe it's because I have a little talent." Watanabe Toru gestured with his index finger and thumb.

Miki Kujo's mouth was sarcastic, and she stared at Toru Watanabe with an expression of "Keep making it up for me."

"Of course, the most important reason."

"Um."

"It's my unparalleled love for Meiji. Don't you feel amazing? Just because I don't want to disappoint you and want to give you the best sound possible, I can do it in half a month

Learn the oboe!”

Kujo Miki on the mobile phone screen seemed to be speechless. She pressed the corners of her mouth in disgust and turned her head slightly as if she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Okay, go ahead." She waved her hand as if she was too lazy to ask.

Watanabe Toru breathed a sigh of relief and continued to blow.

Soft timbre, melodious melody, and beautiful low voice like the gospel in a Catholic church. The sound of musical instruments slides across the surface of the moat and blends into the summer night.

Miki Kujo looked at the blurred figure of Toru Watanabe on the screen and listened attentively.

All the sounds from the outside world seemed to disappear, and in her ears, only the sound of Toru Watanabe's oboe remained.

There is light spinning in her eyes, and the world is colorful.

When the video ends, it is already one o'clock in the morning on July 1st.

Watanabe Toru looked at the call time display of one hour and fifteen minutes and sighed that time passed so quickly.

Showing off one's strength in front of the high school students' music club is not what Toru Watanabe wants to do, and it won't give him any pride.

What he wants is Kujo Miki to indulge in his music!

Just now, the picky Kujo Miki listened carefully for more than an hour, and the satisfaction she felt was beyond words.

Watanabe Toru faced the moat and stretched out.

It was late at night now, and the music club had a training camp tomorrow, but he was in no hurry to go back to take a shower and sleep.

After blowing the night wind for a while, and waiting for his leg to be bitten by a mosquito, Toru Watanabe put his cell phone in his pocket, picked up his oboe, and slowly returned to the rental house.

After taking a shower, he applied the medicine on the mosquito bag, and Toru Watanabe turned on the system.

【New Product: Weather Forecast】

[Weather Forecast: If you purchase it once, you can get the global weather conditions for the next thirty days (100% accuracy, there will be no chance of it not raining even if you bring an umbrella)]

"..."

How boring and random is this system mall?

Watanabe Toru asked himself about the rich knowledge of Wuche. Looking through novels from ancient and modern times at home and abroad, he has never seen [Weather Forecast] appear in the system mall!

Apart from being accidentally lost at sea and trying to avoid a storm, he couldn't think of any other situation that would merit him spending a thousand points to predict the weather.

And that damn fruit knife!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

Watanabe Toru scrolled down the [Panel] out of sight and out of mind, and the five skills of July were displayed.

[Skills: Beginner—Gambling (100), Master—Wind Bon Dance (1000), Mastery—Writing (10,000), Master—Tank Gunner (100,000)]

"Tank gunner? What tank? What kind of gunner?"

Toru Watanabe, who is rich in knowledge, thinks a lot when faced with things.

Click to see the explanation.

[Tank gunner: The turret is justice, the caliber is truth, and you can never rely on blindness when moving to hit the target.]

He is actually a tank gunner!

Where is he going to find a tank?

And it’s just the gunner skill, what about the driver? What about the commander?

When Toru Watanabe saw the name, he felt a little excited, thinking that the system also advocated harmony, but it was actually a skill that said, "Although he doesn't need it at the moment, he will definitely buy it."

Entry-level gambling is useless.

He is not short of money, and even if he is short of money, he is not interested in gambling.

Master Level: Wind Bon Dance... Watanabe found out after a thorough search on Wikipedia that the so-called Wind Bon Dance is a folk dance somewhere in Toyama Prefecture, an island country.

It is said that the dance is elegant and...

Go to hell.

Proficient level·Writing, without Miki Kujo, Toru Watanabe will seriously consider whether to exchange it.

He was originally not very interested in "capturing girls, gaining points, and becoming an all-rounder."

Becoming a writer or light novelist, with freedom of work and rest, freedom of residence, and no interpersonal relationships that require socializing, can be described as an ideal leisurely life.

But in reality, Toru Watanabe has no right to freely choose his career.

But you can't say for sure.

What if the system continues to fail and a few years are not enough for him to become great? If he is really with Kujo Miki and he insists on becoming a writer, she will have nothing to do with him, right?

'Wait a minute, I'm already the son-in-law of the Kujo family, why do I still want to live the life of a writer with deadlines?'

Another month of waiting in vain.

Watanabe Toru turned off the system and fell asleep.

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Chapter completed!