I Loaded the Love Game

The event application form of the Human Observation Department was written by Toru Watanabe. He clearly remembered that in the column of "specific events", the words "ticket: 200 yen" were clearly written.

　　‘I should be able to make a fortune. He looked at the director with this look.

　　Because the movie was affirmed by everyone, the faint smile on Kiyano Rin's face was slowly stiffened under such eyes.

　　 She gave Watanabe a hard look, turned her head as if saying, "You have to be superficial, there must be a limit." She continued to appreciate the eager expression of the audience with satisfaction.

　　 Watanabe Toru retracted his gaze and looked at the screen again.

　　 The ending song is a gentle and detailed oboe solo, clear and transparent, and the sound like a sigh of God extends infinitely.

　　 The staff list scrolls, with the heroine looking at Tokyo Bay at night in the background.

　　「......」

　　 "Sponsor: asj photographic equipment shop"

　　 "Collaboration with materials: Tokyo Metropolitan Government, Tokyo Station, Kamikawa High School, Meiji Jingu Gaien"

　　 "Supervisor: Rin Kiyano"

　　 "Special reminder: This story is purely fictitious, and has nothing to do with actual characters, groups, and other proper nouns or phenomena. Any similarity is purely coincidental."

　　 The 30-minute movie is over, the lights in the audio-visual classroom are turned on again, not as exaggerated as the movie theater, but there is also a faint trance in everyone's hearts.

　　 Then, there was a heated discussion.

　　 The sun that summer is about to end, wear the silver leaves of the Jingjing Jingjing Gaien.

　　 In the afternoon before the last fireworks, Watanabe Toru was on a quiet path in the forest, facing up to feel the beautiful face scattered with the sun, and the hair that was swaying slightly, it really made the girls have to fall in love.

　　 "Very successful." Looking at the non-stop audience, Kujo's mother said with a smile.

　　 "Miki's acting skills are amazing!" Watanabe said with a clapping applause, "Oscar is nothing but that."

　　 Kujo Miki nodded in satisfaction: "You are not bad either."

　　 "No, no, no, I'm just a vase. I don't deserve to carry shoes to you in terms of acting."

"Give me the job of lifting shoes. If you want to do it, you can do it anytime." Miki Kujo gently shook her long legs, the end of the black stockings, and the indoor shoes should hang on her toes without falling off. on.

　　 Seeing Watanabe's dumbfounded expression, Kiyono Rin couldn't help but chuckle slightly.

　　 Watanabe Toru himself quickly took the opportunity to change the subject: "Supervisor Kiyano is also very good. Both the script and the camera are very professional."

　　 Kiyino Rin narrowed his smile, straightened up his long hair, and put on the aura that a supervisor should have: "Thank you, but no matter how much you compliment me, I won't let you touch my shoes."

　　 "Ah, does Watanabe-kun have such an addiction?" Kujo's mother asked pretendingly.

　　 "......"

　　 Toru Watanabe pursed his lips and looked at the ceiling of the audio-visual classroom, unable to say anything.

　　 The four got up and left, because they came in sneakily and walked through the ‘employee’s channel’, so they don’t have to worry about being besieged by movie fans.

　　 left the audio-visual classroom and came to the colorfully decorated corridor.

　　 "It just so happens that the performance of the wind club is about to begin," Watanabe Toru glanced at the black and shiny dial on his wrist. "Let's go together?"

　　 "I heard Miki say that your oboe is excellent, I want to listen carefully." Kujo's mother said with a smile.

　　 Toru Watanabe glanced at Miki Kujo who was holding her arm, and smiled: "I originally wanted to be humble in front of the elders, but since Miki said it, I must be good."

　　 Kujo's mother laughed happily, and she covered her mouth with her hands very gracefully.

　　 "Greasy mouth and tongue." Kujo Miki gave Watanabe a thorough look, "If you disappoint my mother later, you will suffer at night."

　　 "...Counselor Qingye, help me testify!"

　　 Kiyono consultant nodded and said, "Although Watanabe-san is very bad at being a man and is beyond cure, I have to admit that he is indeed exceptionally good in orchestral music."

　　 "Why am I so bad?"

　　 Kiyino Rin glanced at the dissatisfied Watanabe.

　　‘Are you sure you want me to tell? ’

'No thanks. Toru Watanabe's speed in convincing defeat with his eyes is also first-rate.

　　 "Time is coming, let's go." Mother Kujo looked at her daughter with a sneer.

　　 Kujo Miki pulled a cruel arc at the corner of her mouth, and responded with a smile: "Yes, let's go."

　　 Watanabe Tetsu faintly feels bad, but this is not the time to think about it.

　　He led the way, and the four of them went to Class Four a year first-his oboe was still in the classroom.

　　 "Watanabe-kun, what are your class activities?" Kujo's mother asked.

　　 "Perform an original drama."

　　 "You must be the leading actor, right?"

　　 "My classmates recommended me to play the leading actor, but I refused. I just want to be the leading actor of Miki." Watanabe Toru no matter what was wrong, he showed his loyalty first.

　　 Kujo mother looked at her daughter.

　　 Kujo Miki was noncommittal and asked instead: "Original? What kind of drama is it?"

　　 "Not so good."

　　 "What's the reason?" Kiyano Rin asked.

"I have read the script, and the first sentence at the beginning is: "Spring has come, the snow is gradually melting, and the sun has become more gentle. On the way home, I saw the cherry blossoms of Kurumegawa blooming." Watanabe Toru said.

　　 "Where is the problem?" Kujo's mother asked in confusion.

　　 "It's spring again, and it's cherry blossoms again. It's too vulgar. If you put it between men and women, the girl will probably notice the boy's misconduct in the first time."

　　 "In our days, everyone expressed their hearts to each other like this at the beginning." Kujo's mother said with a smile.

　　 "It's out of date, it's out of date." Watanabe Toru shook his head in an exaggerated manner.

　　 "Oh?" Kujo mother asked curiously, "Then how did you express your feelings to Miki?"

"......It is nothing special."

　　 Toru Watanabe's hesitation stopped, making Kujo's mother even more curious: "What's the matter? Mihime, come on."

Miki Kujo showed an expression of disinterest, and said in her mouth: "During the exam, he suddenly ran into the atrium and yelled something, "To Kamikawa, to Yotsuya Station, to everyone, I like me the most." class."

　　 "Hahaha." Kujo's mother couldn't help laughing. "There really is no spring and cherry blossoms!"

　　 "Hey, Miki, why did you say it! There is no need to remember it so clearly!" That memory, no matter how you temper yourself, is too ashamed for Watanabe Toru.

　　 Kiyino Rin's cherry-colored soft lips moved, but in the end he didn't speak.

　　 When I arrived in Class 4 a year, the classmates in the class were very busy and were making the final preparations for the drama.

　　 "What's the matter! Why is there anyone who doesn't wear good makeup?!"

　　 "Where is the item set? Hurry up and count the items again, there can be no omissions!"

　　 "A few people over there! If you have nothing to do, go outside to solicit guests, don't make trouble here!"

　　 "Have you posted a promotional poster?"

　　 Toru Watanabe always feels that this is the atmosphere that high school students should have in the cultural festival. The methodical nature of their Human Observation Department-excluding typhoons, and the final super-level results, seems out of place.

　　 After looking around, I didn't find Kunai Xiu and Saito Keisuke. I didn't know if they slipped to play or were sent by the girl to distribute flyers.

　　Wait for him to take the oboe, the four of them walked towards the gymnasium.

　　 The gymnasium of Kamikawa High School is very large, and it is completely a formal basketball court.

　　 Kiyino Rin and Watanabe Toru go backstage to prepare.

　　 Kujo mother and daughter sit in the newly-added position of the principal.

　　 That old man, usually a little restrained to Miki Kujo, and seeing the mother of Kujo, he thoroughly demonstrated the style of capitalist lackeys and blatantly specialized.

　　 If someone like him is not a running dog of the Kujo family, he will be the first to clean up when Toru Watanabe becomes prime minister and sets up a cabinet.

　　 But starting from reality, if nothing goes wrong, when Watanabe Toru and Miki Kujo marry, this old man is more likely to be promoted.

　　Waiting for the performance, Kujo's mother and daughter talked about what happened just now.

　　 "Watanabe-kun said in front of Rin that he is only your actor. The two of them should be just friends."

　　 "Friendship?" Kujo Miki looked at the clean and reflective floor of the gymnasium. "Mother, Rin Kiyono has never had friends since childhood. Why did he become friends with Watanabe."

　　 "Isn't that kid who hates lying? Isn't Watanabe-kun not lying?"

　　 Kujo Miki showed a very helpless expression: "Do you think he looks like?"

　　 Looking at her daughter's expression, Kujo's mother laughed happily: "Then what is so special about him? Rin became friends with him, and you even chose him as your husband, Miki."

　　 "There are many secrets, I am very interested."

　　 "There are many ways to know the secret, and there must be other reasons."

　　 "Looks."

　　 "Well—" Kujo's mother nodded in agreement, "But it's still not enough."

　　 Kujo Miki retracted her gaze and looked at her mother: "What reason do you want, that's why I chose him."

　　 "What reason do I want?" The Kujo mother looked at her daughter and deliberately teased: "The only reason I want you to choose your husband is because you like it."

　　 "Then I like him." Kujo Miki looked away, and on the stage, the wind club entered the stage one after another.

　　 Kujo's mother also looked over, staring at Toru Watanabe who was holding the oboe in the crowd.

　　 Unlike the other nervous staff around, he was yawning boredly, as if he hadn't slept at all last night.

　　 This is a real beautiful boy, every move makes girls heart. What's more, according to the information she got, he worked very hard and his talent was beyond ordinary people.

　　 is also impeccable in character.

　　 When there is no money, I can suffer from doing part-time jobs under the big sun; when I have money, I never show off, but I don’t deliberately wrong myself.

　　 Kujo's mother felt that the young man like Watanabe Toru had no other shortcomings except that he did not have the surname Kujo.

　　 "Miki, those things are really important, but for our mother and daughter, it is not a big deal not to get it. Mother, I feel that the family is enough now, what I really want is that you can be happy."

　　 "...Mother, I didn't lie."

　　 Kujo's mother finally showed a sincere smile: "That's it."

　　 "Hello everyone, next is the performance time of the wind club." Probably the head of the wind club said, holding the microphone.

　　 The gymnasium burst into roaring applause.

　　 The Kamikawa High School’s flute club has become the representative of Kanto and will play in the national competition in late October. It has already been written on the school’s official website.

　　 There is also a special statement in the manual of "Kangawa High School Cultural Festival Guide".

　　 "First is the first song: "March to Endless Dreams". This is a story full of stories. You might as well guess what kind of story it is based on our music."

　　 In the sound of the news, Rin Kiyano, with her long hair tied up, stepped up to the command position.

　　 Waiting for her to raise the baton, the gymnasium was quiet up and down, and the sound of members of the wind club could be heard inhaling breath into their lungs.

　　 In the next instant, the white baton outlined a beautiful line in the air, and Kiyano Rin's slender fingers waved smoothly.

　　 In line with her movements, the neat brass music sounded through the walls of the gymnasium and wandered through the entire Kamikawa High School.

"Second song: "The Prosperous Four Seasons". The highlight of this song is the oboe solo. At the Tokyo Metropolitan Competition and the Kanto Competition, Toru Watanabe, who is the oboe in the department, was unanimously recognized by the judges, and even a professor issued a recommendation on Invitation."

　　 There was a noise from below.

　　 Arts University, full name Tokyo University of the Arts, is located near Ueno Park in Taito District, Tokyo.

　　The only art national university in the island country, and is unanimously recognized as the highest artist training institution in the island country.

　　 "Is this true?" Kujo's mother asked.

　　 She heard Miki Kujo say that Toru Watanabe's oboe is very good, but she didn't expect it to be so good.

　　 "I didn't hear him tell me about this."

　　 "Want to surprise you?"

　　 "I think he forgot." Kujo Miki said casually, and she guessed the truth.

　　 "Can you forget what you admire for showing your talents like this?"

　　 "He prefers to show off his body that he exercises every day in bed."

　　 "Really~www.ltnovel.com~ There is no need to tell my mother about this kind of thing."

　　 pause for two seconds.

　　 "You mean, Watanabe-kun is great?" Kujo's mother looked up and down Watanabe Toru.

　　 "...Mother, you don't need to know this kind of thing."

　　 "I think about your happiness!"

　　 "You think too much."

　　 While talking, the melody of "The Prosperous Four Seasons" was played, and the two fell silent.

　　 First is winter, the cold flute sound is the main melody, followed by the mixed sound like a blizzard.

　　 Winter slowly passed, and before spring came, I was connected with a simple oboe solo.

　　 Because of the words of the head of the wind department, the audience paid special attention to the oboe, and they still listened with their ears pricked up in the sports tube where no sound can be heard.

　　 Like a western fairy tale ink brush painting, on a red brick house wall, a cluster of small flowers slowly bloomed.

　　 The front end is full of green, and the white petals have to be yellowish, which is gentle and pure.

　　In the oboe like the sound of an ocarina, everyone was so touched by the vitality of the plant that they couldn't help holding their breath.

　　 "This is Watanabe-kun's performance?" After the solo, the spring came completely, and the ensemble of flowers was in full bloom, Kujo's mother asked with admiration.

　　 Kujo Miki narrowed her eyes slightly and said nothing.

　　 She looked at the teenager on the stage with a slight smile on her mouth.