I Loaded the Love Game

On the second day of the prom, July 21, the summer vacation officially began.

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

　　 But the running route has changed.

　　Because he always runs on Shinjuku Avenue where people come and go, he seems to have really become Forrest Gump, attracting a lot of onlookers.

　　 These boring guys treat him as a tourist attraction or an anecdote in Shinjuku! There is even a TV show dedicated to interviewing him!

　　 So starting from today, he decided to jog in the morning on the streets of residential areas where he will not be nosy.

　　 Route: Home-Suka Shrine

　　The residential areas in Yotsuya are quite dense and the roads are narrow.

　　 In July, the blue sky is broad, the sunshine is just right, and the vegetation of creepers and evergreens shimmers in dazzling green, and you can occasionally see beautiful hydrangea.

　　 There are many ramps here, and it is about to catch up with the number of roadside vending machines.

　　 After running the uphill road called "Tenwangzaka", even if Toru Watanabe, who insisted on exercising, came to Suka Shrine, he was already out of breath, and pearls of sweat rolled off his handsome face.

　　 Watanabe Toru sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the shrine, and listened to the cicadas screaming from the shrine, and took a sip of soda.

　　 "Drank junk drinks early in the morning, young people now." The three old women strolling around the shrine looked at Watanabe Toru's face and the drink in his hand.

　　 "Don't drink it now, wait until your age?" Watanabe Toru replied loudly.

　　 So the old ladies looked at him even more uncomfortable.

　　, while pointing to Watanabe, and saying something head-to-head, disappeared at the corner of the downhill road.

　　 Toru Watanabe took another sip, sighed contentedly, and pointed the soda bottle with marbles at the sun.

　　 The patterns on the glass reflect dreamlike colors under the sun.

　　 took a break, ran home, took a shower, changed into school uniform and set off for school.

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

The training of the 　　 wind club, as it entered the sprint stage, under the pressure of Rin Kiyano, it became more and more onerous.

　　 A saying she often says now is: "It is important to memorize the melody during bath time and before going to bed. Those who have not put in the best effort are not worthy of entering the national competition."

　　 Even Toru Watanabe, who is gradually becoming an oboe, cannot escape being scolded.

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

　　 "Watanabe-san, why does it take so long to go to the bathroom? Are you planning to live in it?"

　　 "Watanabe-san, play "Jingle Bells" and play games when you have time, why not practice solo again?"

　　......

　　 "Watanabe, Watanabe, Watanabe," Watanabe tossed out the baseball in his hand, "I don't know my surname is Watanabe! I want you to remind!"

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

　　 Kunii Shun in the hitting zone shouted: "Good shot! Come again!"

　　 Toru Watanabe picked up another ball from the basket and threw it towards the striker belt.

　　 The only thing unexpectedly in his ear was the whistling sound of the bat.

　　 "Impossible! Carter Ball!" Kunii Shura, who swung empty, shouted in disbelief.

　　 "Wrong! It's a Pokémon ball!" Watanabe Toru threw another Carter ball that he didn't know what it was.

　　 This time, the crisp sound of the metal ball hitting the ball resounded through Kamikawa again, attracting the attention of the crow standing on the top of the tree overlooking the school building.

　　 After hitting the ball, the two came to the rest area near the first base.

　　 "Your ball speed has been getting faster and faster recently, and today you also shot a Carter ball. If this continues, you can come to the baseball club as a sparring team."

　　 "Look at me? My goal is to strike you out before the start of Koshien."

　　 Kunai Shuyoshi laughed at the sky, and responded to Watanabe Toru's big words.

　　 He said, "By the way, when will the playing club competition begin?"

　　 "August Fifth."

　　 "That's not much time, no wonder the sound of musical instruments resting has not been heard at all recently."

　　 "Where are you?" Watanabe asked thoroughly.

"I have defeated several schools, but I didn't play." Kunii Shura pointed to a player who was trained by the coach. "Uchida-senpai, with his high-speed kick alone, Kamigawa can get the "East Tokyo" area. Champion, Koshien's right to play. "

"so smart?"

　　 "Of course. Uchida-senpai is..."

　　 "It's not about him. I mean, a good pitcher can make the team win?"

　　 "Of course! How can you win if someone can't hit your ball and won't score? But if the opponent also has a good pitcher, it's a problem."

　　 Kunai Shuo enthusiastically told Watanabe Toru about the 19th Koshien, the Hyogo representative against the Aichi Prefecture representative.

　　The pitchers on both sides were all Lu Bu-like characters—Shuhara Kunii, which caused the batsmen on both sides to miss the ball they pitched, and the audience never scored.

　　 That game lasted more than 4 hours, the scoreboard couldn't put the score down, and it had to increase temporarily.

　　 "But the pitcher wants to show the limelight, he has to be very, very strong, and the hitter only needs one hit in three hits to be the hitter's victory." Finally, Shun Kuni, as the hitter, said.

　　 The two chatted for a while, when the coach of the baseball club blew his whistle, all the players gathered immediately and continued training under the scorching sun.

　　 Toru Watanabe stayed in the rest area for a while, and heard the coach cursing at least ten ‘Ba Ga’.

　　 It seems that no matter which club, the coach is a kind of virtue that likes to teach others.

　　 "Watanabe-kun, do you have water?" The female manager of the baseball club with a very big chest came over with a bottle of water.

　　 "Thank you, no need." Watanabe Toru stood up, "I'm going back to practice too."

　　 "Well, okay." The female manager smiled very cutely, "Thank you Watanabe-kun for training for Kunai."

　　 "If I can really help, it would be great." His current level is not as good as the baseball automatic pitching machine in entertainment venues.

　　 When Watanabe Toru returned to the music room, the other members had already consciously started basic training and tuning.

　　 would be scolded for playing mobile games, Watanabe Toru also had to pick up the oboe, hold the reed without emotion, and start practicing.

　　 After a while, Kiyano Rin walked into the music classroom.

　　 "Start the ensemble."

"Yes!"

　　 Near the end of July, it was difficult to hear the wind club that awakened Miki Kujo, and the performance was getting better and better. The melody of the theme song and the free song was deeply in everyone's heart.

　　 Kiyano Rin's guidance also shifted from the basic content such as breathing, interval, and rhythm to more difficult performance techniques.

　　 "Stop. Didn't I say here that you have to play emotionally, why do you practice so many times, the rhythm is still fragmented? I must practice here today."

"Yes!"

　　 Many people have heard that there is no problem, and she can always find the problem.

However, before Watanabe came out to absorb the hatred, Rin Kiyano said that there was a problem. Everyone did not believe it, or knew that they were holding a confrontational emotion, and deliberately did not change. But now, although various emotions are unavoidable in his heart, he will at least follow the instructions. Practice seriously.

　　Because of looking at Kiyano Rin objectively, everyone gradually realized her brilliance.

　　 Even if she was suddenly appointed as the judge of the wind music contest, the people in the Kamikawa wind club shouldn't make a fuss.

　　 Thinking of this, looking at Rin Kiyono on the podium pointing the country, Watanabe was very pleased to say in his heart: ‘That child is the one I brought up. ’

　　 "Watanabe, the pitch of F is up, do it again."

　　 "……"

　　 In such a moment, the music classroom was full of girls snickering, probably meaning: ‘you have today too! ’

　　 The only pity for them is that, for some reason, Toru Watanabe is getting more and more handsome, so that they can't find a place to attack at all.

　　 Time is so fulfilling and repeating towards the end of July and striding towards August.

　　 In the middle of the night on July 31st, Watanabe, who had finished his training day, was reading the "Great Matchmaker" borrowed from Rin Kiono under the lamp.

　　 This short drama script tells the story of the handsome adopted son and the beautiful adoptive mother going in and out at the same time. It was maliciously slandered by the citizens, and it was rumored that the two had an affair.

　　 The adoptive father's unbelief from the beginning, to the doubtful, to the furious anger at the end.

　　 The adopted children and adoptive mothers, who were originally irrelevant, supported each other with the "help" of these rumors spreaders, and finally really came together.

　　 These rumors spreaders are the "matchmaker" in the title of the book, and the word great seems extremely ironic.

　　 ‘Sure enough, it’s better to be ‘great’. ’

　　 Watanabe Toru has no sense of drama. Apart from learning Spanish, he wants to know what Rin Kiyono thinks as a woman, a beautiful girl, when she read this script on the theme of extramarital affairs.

　　 Will you fantasize about the kind of plot between adoptive son and adoptive mother?

　　‘Why am I interested in this? The evil taste of a man? "Watanabe Toru was thinking this way, and the phone alarm rang.

　　 He closed the book.

　　[New Product: Beauty Cream]

　　 [Beauty cream: acne, freckles, whitening, aging, repair and brighten skin, one bottle is effective, permanent protection, no side effects]

　　 "......"

　　 Watanabe Toru covered his face with his hands, closed his eyes and thought, his face expressionless.

　　 I should have known it a long time ago.

　　 Don't have any hope for the system.

　　【Skills: Introduction—Appendectomy (100), Master—acting (1,000), Proficiency—Shooting (10,000), Master—Tuina (100,000)]

　　 Although I can't understand the meaning of "appendectomy", "shooting" and "tuina" made Watanabe wake up in an instant.

　　 "Shooting" is not a master level, but Watanabe guessed that Miki Kujo's bodyguard, Shiryu, her "shooting" is almost a master level.

　　There is no problem with this redemption. The key is the 100,000 points of <Master·Tuina>, whether to redeem it or not.

　　 Kujo Miki promised to allow him to use the gun club freely as long as she was comfortable serving her.

　　Whether it is contact with guns and ammunition or a suitable training venue, a government-allowed gun club is very important to Watanabe.

　　 With the right to use the club, he can even train his "shooting" to a master level on his own.

　　 Although it is difficult, he is never afraid of difficulties and never slackens.

　　 However, 100,000 points are exchanged for a "Tuina" that is not very useful, and only these are exchanged, which is too cost-effective.

　　Especially when he basically won't have any more points except for Miki Kujo's sign-in reward.

　　 However, the system can even brush out such exaggerated things as "Wind Bon Dance", who knows how long it will take to get a suitable skill.

　　 Watanabe Toru thought for a while, but forget it.

　　 can't bear 100,000 points.

　　 Anyway, as long as she doesn't do anything wrong, Kujo Miki shouldn't inject him with succinylcholine or drop him from the car now.

　　After redeeming the "Professional Level Shooting" that cannot change the status quo, Watanabe has a sense of tastelessness and a pity to discard it.

　　 If it weren't for the strange and exaggerated skills refreshed by the system, and the pressure of Miki Kujo, he really didn't want to exchange for the proficiency level skills.

　　 glanced at the [Points: 237,000] on the system interface, Watanabe made the bed, turned off the lamp, and went to sleep.

　　 In August, Rin Kiyano borrowed a concert hall.

　　 Just like familiar with the examination room, the wind club practiced and practiced in this concert hall, and practiced like crazy.

　　 Toru Watanabe, who has obtained the skill to shoot guns, still drank his bozi soda every day, and the old woman at the shrine and Rin Kiyano's eyes were rolled. There was no change in his daily life.

　　 On the morning of the game, the school bus and truck stopped in front of the club building.

　　 Watanabe tortures up and down, as a few boys in the wind club, there is no escape from the work of moving an instrument.

　　 After he finished moving, he was too tired to move.

　　Especially percussion instruments, for him, who is currently only 6 points in stamina, it seems too heavy.

　　 Hanada Chaozi showed her strange power for the first time, holding a 100-jin xylophone in both hands, humming and going down from the third floor, and then immediately stepped upstairs with cheerful steps to continue moving.

　　 Not a drop of sweat in the summer-in order to appear formal in the game, they still wear long-sleeved school uniforms.

　　 is really terrible.

　　 I am really worried about her future boyfriend. If he is a scumbag, his head will be screwed off, right?

　　 I sincerely hope that he is a man who is as dedicated as him, Amen.

　　 After moving the instrument, checking again for any forgotten things, locked the back door of the truck, and all the staff boarded the bus.

　　 On the way to the stadium, the car was terribly quiet.

　　 The faces of some girls, because of tension, are so white that they seem to be sent to the hospital at any time.

　　 Kiyino Rin sits alone in the front row, closing his eyes to rest.

　　 Asuka Mai took off her shoes, curled up in a chair, and played audio games with headphones on. Hanada Chaozi, who was sitting next to her, stared blankly at the receding scenery outside the window.

　　 In the back row, Watanabe Toru is sitting with a boy in the trombone club and playing audio games.

　　 "It's so beautiful, you're nervous?" The boy whispered to Tamamo, who was on the opposite side of the road.

　　 "Don't talk to me now!" Tamamo said so beautifully.

　　 There is not a trace of blood on her beautiful snow-white face, her lips are muttering words, and she is carrying the trombone melody over and over again.

　　 The boy was boring, and because he was so nervous that he couldn't calm down, he set his sights on Watanabe Toru.

　　 Although Toru Watanabe looks like a man’s enemy, what he does—whether it's confession in public, not flirting with other girls, or “the second sickness of old and middle school”—is a good buddy of boys.

　　 "Watanabe, has your girlfriend come to cheer for you?"

　　 "It's not a national competition. She won't go to this kind of metropolis."

　　 "That's it." The boy was silent for a while, and then asked: "Are you nervous?"

　　 "It's okay."

　　 "I really envy you, I am so nervous that my hands are numb and cold, do you want to touch it?"

　　 "What are you doing!" Watanabe Toru patted the hand he touched.

　　 did not succeed, and the boys did not care: "How can you be as nervous as you?"

　　 "Can you please be quiet!" Tamamo beautifully warned in a low voice, and the two voices made her unable to concentrate on memorizing music.

　　 The boy shrank a little.

　　 Toru Watanabe tapped his finger on the phone interface: "Nervous, it means that the level is not good. For those who are good, I want to show off quickly."

　　 Tamamo is so beautiful that Toru Watanabe is talking about her!

　　 was annoyed in an instant, two beautiful eyes staring at this side stubbornly.

　　 The boy in the middle couldn't wait to run away right away-if it weren't for the spare seats, and the proximity to Tamamo is so beautiful, he didn't want to sit with Watanabe Toru, the most handsome guy in the school.

"For example," Watanabe continued without looking up, "because I am very high level, as long as I perform, I will be praised. What's so nervous? Only those who are not level enough will be reviewed. Psychology."

　　 "Watanabe Toru!"

　　 "What's the matter?" Watanabe lifted his head, and met Tamamo's face that was so beautiful that he bit his lip.

　　 "Why do you keep doing it right with me!"

　　 "Have you heard a word? I don't want to be an enemy of you, I want to be an enemy of the world."

　　 "You, you...ooh!!!"

　　 Toru Watanabe said such a second second line, in fact, he went to the lively atmosphere, who knew that Tamamo was so beautiful and didn't understand the stalk, so he buried his face in the skirt and started crying.

　　 "This..." Watanabe was speechless and kept'missing' on the phone.

　　 The girls around immediately condemned him, and the bus that was silent for a while turned out to be in full swing.

　　 "What's the matter?" Kiyano Rin walked over with her arm in her arms. His cold voice was like a mountain covered by heavy snow, and all the voices disappeared immediately.

　　 "Watanabe makes so beautiful cry!"

　　 "That's right!"

　　 Kiyino Rin looked at Watanabe Toru.

"I do not have."

　　 "A lie." Judge Kiyano Rin immediately gave his verdict.

　　 "No, I made her cry, but my intention was not to make her cry, but to activate the atmosphere and make her less nervous."

　　 Kiyano Rin sighed and said weakly: "Use bullying methods to comfort girls, are you still a child?"

　　 She took out the handkerchief and handed it to Tamamo Komei: "Tamamo-san, I apologize to you for him. Although Watanabe-san talks badly, he is a good person."

　　Good guy...how do I feel cursing, even though he is indeed a good guy.

　　 Yuzao is so beautiful. Under the comfort of everyone, his emotions gradually calmed down, but he was still sobbing quietly.

　　 "Everyone, keep quiet and keep your spirits up before the game." Rin Kiyano glanced at Watanabe Toru with a warning look, and turned back to his seat.

　　 Watanabe looked at Tamamo's beautiful shoulders still shaking, feeling overwhelmed.

　　 It's really not something a man should do to cry girls or something.

　　 The car arrived at the destination, and when she got off the car, Toru Watanabe said sorry to her with red eyes.

　　 Yuzao is so beautiful and said nothing, and went straight to the truck to get his trombone.

　　 Watanabe Toru who couldn't help the woman followed and helped unload the instrument.

　　 Everyone took their own instruments, followed the staff to the preparation room, and tuned them with a tuner.

　　 "Have you tuned the tone?" At some point, Rin Kiyono, who was dressed in a black suit and turned into a beautiful boy, opened the door and walked in.

　　Her snow-white crystal skin, against the black suit, looks more and more holy. In the summer, when she is dressed up, she will not make people feel any hotness.

　　 The long black hair of a head of 0.5 mm lead powder is tied into a ponytail. With the shaking of the body, the slender figure and handsome face are fatal to girls.

　　I usually see the girls who are not pleasing to the eyes of her playing club, all of them have rosy cheeks and whisper, ‘so handsome! ’’Let me die! ’Or ‘Why didn’t I find it before! ’Wait whispering.

　　 There is even "More handsome than Watanabe Scum!" ’This kind of inexplicable line is a lie.

　　 The gaze of everyone made Kiyano Rin lower his head and glance at his dress, and then asked again indifferently: "Is the tone all tuned?"

"All right!"

　　 "Sorry, I haven't!"

　　 "Hurry up," Kiyano Rin said, "Before going on stage, we must practice the beginning a few more times."

"Yes!"

　　 The first note of the brass instrument ran away, and it was almost hard to cheer up again. This is something everyone knows, and no one disputes Kiyano Rin.

　　 Toru Watanabe played a long, molested note on the oboe, and said to Rin Kiyano who looked over, "You are handsome, Kiyono-san."

　　 Qingye Rin glanced at him with a look of "You are all boring", turned his gaze away, but the corners of his mouth raised an almost invisible arc.

　　 "This handsome, among the boys I have met, no one can do it with you except me, Watanabe would like to call you the most handsome!"

　　 Kiyano Rin couldn't stand him, and said angrily: "If you have time to talk nonsense there, it's better to be prepared."

　　 "It's so ruthless, do you know how hard it is to get my acknowledgment?"

　　 Kiyano Rin tapped his finger impatiently on his arm, and was about to say something, only to see that Watanabe Toru had put the oboe reed in his mouth, and put on a gesture of not disturbing my practice.

　　 She pinched her eyebrows, she couldn't help him.

　　 "Participants of Kamikawa High School, it's time."

　　 After the staff noticed, the short practice time which I hope will never end is over.

　　 When he was about to play, Rin Kiyono looked at everyone: "Don't be nervous, everyone, as long as you play the level of practice, I promise you: I will definitely enter the Kanto Contest."

　　 "Yes!" everyone responded nervously and uncomfortably.

　　 "Watanabe-san, do you have anything to say?" Rin Kiyono said suddenly.

　　 Watanabe Teru pointed at himself: "Me?"

　　 "Hmm." Kiyano Rin nodded, "You are the most important solo, and I would like to say a few words to everyone."

　　 "That..." Toru Watanabe was about to ridicule the crowd, and the power to arouse everyone's hatred was stopped by Kiyano Rin's stern eyes.

　　 "Um...nothing to say." Watanabe hesitated, "let's sing a song to everyone."

　　 The crowd hadn't reacted yet, Watanabe Toru had already sang in the voice that Rin Kiyono decided was not saved.

　　 "Yutani hills, school buildings skipped by the crows, our alma mater, Kamikawa."

　　 Regardless of hating him, liking him, or ignoring his wind club members, all followed him and sang the school song of Kamikawa High School in unison.

　　 "Kamikawa!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　 Everyone walked onto the stage, each taking their place in their own trenches.

　　 "The next performer is No. 33, Tachi Kamikawa High School, Tokyo."

　　 "The repertoire is "The Prosperous Four Seasons" composed by Hideaki Kawachi, conducted by Rin Kiyano."

　　 As soon as the host's voice fell, the bright lights flooded the entire stage.

　　 Kiyano Rin bowed his head to the audience and saluted the audience. At the same time there was applause in the meeting room, accompanied by the sound of curious discussions-this is the first time I have seen such a young conductor.

　　 Kiyano Rin raised his head and stepped onto the podium.

　　 At the same time, the audience quieted down, all the noise disappeared instantly, and the eyes were all focused on the stage.

　　 In this silence, the concert hall was filled with fanaticism, it was incredible.

　　 Rin Kiyano raised the baton, and everyone picked up their musical instruments at the same time. She looked around every face of the A group members, and every one looked at her.

　　 Finally, she kept her gaze on Watanabe Toru~www.ltnovel.com~ The two of them met, and at this moment, she swung down the baton.

　　 Flute and solo melodies are layered on top of each other. On the score, it says "crescendo!"

　　 Then, the thick and full tone of the bass horn shakes the air, where it says "Listen to the melody! Listen to the melody! Listen to the melody!"

　　 Euphonium catches up with the pace of the tune, saying "The interval tends to get lower!"

　　 "It depends on the commander!" "I want to make Watanabe dregs look good!" "The third day of being mocked"...

　　 The text written on the score with a pen is already densely packed, and the score itself cannot be seen clearly, and the melody is unknowingly memorized in my heart.

　　 After June, July, and the summer, the initial notes have even begun to fade.

　　 Kiyino Rin took his hand, and the concert hall was silent for an instant.

　　 Kiyino Rin slowly danced his baton, playing the oboe solo!

　　 The melodious, translucent, paralyzing tone, burst into the air!

　　 Everyone swallowed freely, sat up straight, their hearts trembled, and goose bumps stood up.

　　 At this time, no one in the music club cursed Watanabe to make a mistake.

　　 The fiery tension burns through the throat.

　　 Tamamo is so beautiful, Hanada Asako, Asahi Mai, Komatsu Misaki, Saxophone’s Miyamaru, flute’s Ishitani... Everyone has only one idea:

　　Go to the national competition!

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