I Loaded the Love Game

Saturday, February 12.

　　Watanabe returned from staying in Chiyoda all night, and in the living room on the first floor of the apartment, he met Aina Koizumi who was about to go out.

　　 "Mr. Koizumi, good morning."

　　 "Good morning." Koizumi Aona has gone from the awkwardness of watching the movie yesterday, "Have you just returned from morning exercise?"

　　 Watanabe was silent for two seconds, then nodded: "Well, come back from morning exercise."

　　 After finishing talking, he asked a little curiously: "Why is the teacher alone? Where are Akiko-sensei and Miyazaki-sensei?"

　　 As long as they go out, almost all three female teachers are together.

　　 "They are resting today and are still sleeping. I'm going to school to set up an examination room for tomorrow's entrance exam." Koizumi Aina explained.

　　 "No wonder their annual income is 6 million yen, teacher, you are 10 million yen."

　　 Koizumi Aona laughed: "You don't have much bonus for doing this kind of hard work. It depends on Watanabe, your No. 1 in the country."

　　 "No, no, no." Watanabe said in a grandiose and modest way, "I can get the number one, and it's the teacher you taught me well."

　　 "Your English has always been perfect, but I didn't teach you."

　　 "Teacher, you are so good-looking. Thinking about seeing you, I am motivated to get up in the morning for school in the winter."

　　 "Do you mean that as a teacher, I only have the advantage of looking good?" Koizumi Aona deliberately strained his face.

　　 "Yes, so I like you Koizumi-sensei the most."

　　 This sentence is the mantra of Toru Watanabe, which Koizumi Aona has heard many times.

　　 should have been accustomed to it, but the ambiguous images of the film teachers and students last night came to mind, making her face blush.

　　 "Don't talk nonsense," she scolded.

　　'S tone is just like a spoiled girlfriend.

　　 Koizumi Aona himself realized that something was wrong, moved the shoulder strap of the bag up, and changed the subject:

　　 "Are you okay today, do you want to help?"

　　 "It can be, how much is it for an hour?"

　　 The two walked towards the parking lot of the apartment together.

　　 "Do you want to collect money?" Koizumi Aona asked with a smile.

　　 "Of course, by the way, this year, unlike previous years, the minimum hourly wage has risen to 985 yen."

　　 "It's expensive."

　　 "Ms. Koizumi, you are a rich woman in Shinjuku with an annual salary of tens of millions, so don't bargain with hard-working part-time students. Let's all come to serve you."

　　 "Door service? What part-time job do you do? Don't learn well."

　　 "I'm talking about a moving company."

　　 The two got in the car, fastened their seat belts, and drove towards Kamikawa High School.

　　 The sky in front of the windshield was blue, and the sun was so shining.

　　 When Koizumi Aona was driving, he looked attentively and always paid attention to the left and right.

　　 Watanabe Toru put his hands behind his head, the glass blocked the cold wind, and the winter sun made him drowsy.

　　 Music is playing in the car.

　　 Watanabe Toru has never asked Koizumi Aina’s song title, and because the sun was too pleasant at that time, the lyrics that I remembered only by listening to it were scattered.

　　 "There is also the small shop that I often go to after school, the dim sum shop that I frequent"

　　 "There is endless chatter, the morning of being blamed"

　　 "Unconsciously, time has passed, today is the day of graduation"

　　 just remember these few sentences.

　　 When I arrived at the school, I got out of the car, and there were only two or three empty student parking lots in the distance, which was usually full of bicycles.

　　 There are few cars, but many people in the school.

　　The third grade junior high school students in various schools and uniforms came to visit the examination room today.

　　 looks immature, excited, expectant, and anxious.

　　 Watanabe looked at these people thoroughly. It was a school year after Ming and Gao, but they looked much younger.

　　 did not say what Rin Kiyono and Miki Kujo mean, but these junior high school students are too young, Watanabe Toru is not Humbert, and he is not interested in the twelve-year-old Lolita.

　　 "Last year, today, Watanabe, you were also in the crowd." Koizumi Aona said with a smile.

　　 "Hmm." Watanabe nodded thoroughly.

　　 That was the first time he came to Tokyo, and now one year has passed, and he has not yet become a handsome guy in Tokyo.

　　 Every day in the Human Observation Department, I am in intrigue with two beautiful girls.

　　 The two teachers and students paced to the teaching building and entered the teachers' office.

　　 In the office on Saturday, there is only a history teacher from Class 3, and he is ordering two students from Class 3 to do things.

　　 When Koizumi Aona watered the succulents on the desk, Watanabe glanced over there. The two students were the blackboard eraser couple of Class III.

　　 These two guys don’t pretend to help, they actually came to school for a date?

　　 Koizumi Aina and Watanabe divided the work, and she went to check the examination room by herself.

　　 The desk was arranged by the students when school was over on Friday, and she needed to check again: whether the position was correct, whether there were any textbooks left, etc.

　　 Toru Watanabe went to set up road signs everywhere in the school.

　　The character who will appear next is irrelevant, but because of her, the high school life of Toru Watanabe and Rin Kiyono is a little more interesting, so let's introduce her appearance slightly.

　　 At that time, Watanabe Toru put the sign of "no entry" in front of the society building, and he was walking on the corridor between the society building and the teaching building.

　　 There is a petite, slender, short hair, cute girl in a white sailor suit, wearing small leather shoes, walking briskly by his side.

　　 "Senior!"

　　 Toru Watanabe, holding the sign of the'F Examination Hall' in his hand, did not stop.

　　 No one has ever called his senior.

　　 Before coming to Tokyo, even his first-year sister called him Archer.

　　 If she was calling a handsome guy at the time, Toru Watanabe would stop for the first time to see if he was calling him-he knew that he still had that.

　　 "Watanabe-senpai!"

　　 This time, Watanabe Toru stopped and looked back.

　　Obviously, it only takes two steps, but the short-haired girl used to run over.

　　 "Watanabe-senpai! It's me! It's me!"

　　 "'Me'? Who am I?"

　　 "Geng ghost desu!" The girl wore small leather shoes with her right toe cocked, her heel touched the ground, her upper body was leaning slightly forward, and her right hand gestured a scissor hand on her right eye.

　　 "I like Xanadu, thank you, goodbye." Watanabe Toru turned around.

　　 "Wait a minute! Please wait a minute!" The girl ran around in front of Watanabe Toru, "Senior, I am Horikita Mai!"

　　 "Sakamoto Mai?"

　　 "Horikita Mai!"

　　 "Horikita Maki?"

　　 "Although I will be a good artist in the future, I am Horikita Maui."

　　 "Sorry, I don't know the person named Maori Horikita."

　　 "Why!" Maui Horikita subconsciously said, and then he was stunned as if he remembered something, "I almost forgot, Senpai doesn't know me yet."

　　 "Future people?"

　　 "Superpowers desu!"

　　 "Sorry, I am not interested in aliens, future people, and superpowers at all. I only like ordinary people." Watanabe took a step forward.

　　Hori Kita Maui hurriedly followed, like a sparrow around Watanabe Toru.

　　 "Watanabe-senpai, I am your big fan!"

　　 "I have no fans."

　　 "Don’t you know Senior? You have a lot of fans! Everyone follows you from various channels, introduce yourself, I watched senior's wind music competition, and I was attracted by senior!"

　　 "You are so noisy."

　　 "My mother said the same to me, eh~"

　　 eh hey you...

　　 Forget it, Watanabe made up his mind not to use swearing—even though it was just a complaint, it shouldn’t be a curse.

　　 "Senior, it was because of you that I took the exam for Kamikawa High School!"

　　 "No need."

　　 "Senior, is the atmosphere in the music club good? Will you bully the newcomers?"

"meeting."

　　 "Really? The senior will protect me, right?"

　　 "I am the bully."

　　 "Because the senior level is too high, so he is very harsh on the staff? Hmm, it doesn't matter, don't look at Maechan, my body is small, but the willpower is super strong! Senior, please train me as much as you want!"

　　 "Horikita Maki-san..."

　　 "Horikita Mai dseu!" Tojo Mai introduces herself again, "Senior can just call me Mai!"

　　 "I have left the flute club."

　　 "Eh-why?!"

　　 The two of them kept walking, Watanabe took one step, and the girl had to take two to three steps.

　　 "This year's New Year, my motorcycle was involved in an accident by a guy who was jealous of my talents, and my left hand was injured as a result. My dream of being an oboe musician was shattered."

　　 Horikita Maui was so frightened that he stopped, and then realized that he had been cheated, and immediately followed.

　　 "It's the same as Haitangzhi! Senior, I will avenge you!" Her mouth was chirping, lively like a bird.

　　 "Haido Naoya?"

　　 The girl ran in front of Toru Watanabe, turned around like a handsome guy in the girl's manga, and faced Toru Watanabe.

　　 With her feet spread apart, her right hand first draws a circle on the thin waist of her library book, and then her palm is facing upwards, straightening out towards Watanabe like a concave shape.

　　 "Guys who hurt seniors, I will never forgive them! Transform!"

　　 Watanabe Toru stopped.

　　 "What do you say your name is?"

　　 "Horikita Mai desu!"

　　 "Horikita-san, if you are admitted to Kamikawa, you will be my little brother."

　　 "Yes! Please don't worry, seniors!" The short-haired female junior high school student, obviously very upright but looks funny, saluted.

After 　　 separated from the girl named Mai Horikita, Toru Watanabe arranged the remaining road signs.

　　 At noon, Koizumi Aina invited him to eat at a restaurant near the school.

　　 The price of this restaurant is a bit more expensive, and students nearby don't come often.

　　 There is relaxing pure music in the shop.

　　 The two sat down by the window, Watanabe saw that there were Chinese dishes such as shredded pork with green pepper, so they ordered two.

　　 Koizumi Aona ordered Italian macaroni.

　　 "Teacher, when is the third grade graduation ceremony?" Watanabe Toru asked.

　　 "The specific day has not been decided yet, but it will be almost one day in the second week of March."

　　In other words, Mai Mai will move to Shinano Town on the second week of March.

　　 After eating, Koizumi Aona ordered coffee for the two again.

　　 "Do you still need help tomorrow?" Watanabe added half a teaspoon of sugar to the coffee.

　　 "You need someone at the door of the classroom to cope with the unexpected situation of the candidates. Are you willing to do it?"

　　 "If I invite you to dinner."

　　 "This is the first time I ate with a boy alone." In the sun outside the window, Koizumi Aona's smile looked very charming.

　　 After saying this, Koizumi Aina feels uncomfortable, but he has opened his mouth and can only drink coffee to ease the embarrassment.

　　 "I also rarely eat alone with girls. The girls at the school invited me, but I didn't agree with them." Watanabe looked clean and self-conscious.

　　 Koizumi Aina looked at Watanabe Toru amused: "How are you with Kiyono-san and Kujo-san recently?"

　　 "It's good, the two like to unite to bully me recently." Watanabe took a sip of coffee.

　　 is still a bit bitter, but it is already sweet, and it doesn't have a flavor when it tastes. He doesn't hate it.

　　 Watching yesterday's movie, Koizumi Aona subconsciously associates "bullying" with that aspect, and is very concerned about whether Watanabe Toru did this, but he resisted asking.

　　 The two sat and rested for a while, then checked out and left.

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　　 February 13, Sunday.

　　 Just before the alarm clock went off, Mae Horikita turned it off.

　　I changed into school uniforms, brushed my teeth and washed my face, my mother's voice came.

　　 "Real clothes, breakfast is ready!"

"coming!"

　　 Have omelette, toast, salad, and a glass of milk for breakfast.

　　 She was eating at the table, and her mother helped to check the admission ticket and stationery again, and then prepared her coat, scarf and gloves for her.

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　　 "Mom, I'm leaving!"

　　 "Come on, real clothes."

　　 "Well, I will definitely be admitted!"

　　 rushed out of the house holding his schoolbag and jumped on the tram that was about to close the car door.

　　 On the screen of the tram, news about exams from various places was broadcast.

　　 There was heavy snow in Kamakura, and the train was delayed.

　　 In front of the camera lens, those senior high school students who were going to take the exam either closed their eyes and prayed, or looked desperate, or called someone anxiously.

　　 "Next stop, Yotsuya Station, Yotsuya Station."

　　Leaving the platform, on the ramp leading to "Tokyo Metropolitan Kamikawa Private High School", there are all test-takers wearing various styles of school uniforms.

　　 At the beginning of the ramp, there is a small bicycle repair shop. In front of the shop, Mae Horikita found her friend at her school.

　　 "He Sui-chan!" She waved her hands vigorously, looked around, confirmed the road safety, and ran over.

　　 "Maichan, good morning." Linnaeus and Hoi greeted them with a gentle greeting.

　　 "Good morning. Sorry, I am late."

　　 "It's okay, it's still early. Have you picked up everything? Nothing left, right?"

　　 "Of course!" Maui Horikita patted her schoolbag, "Please trust my mother!"

　　 The two went up the ramp, walked into Kamikawa High School, and walked around the hill-like oak tree that was more than 20 meters high.

　　 "This tree is so big!"

　　 "I really want to see what it will look like in summer!"

　　 "Then let's cheer together."

　　 "Hmm! And I have already made an appointment with Watanabe-senpai, I must pass the exam."

　　 "Maichan is really obsessed with Watanabe-senpai."

　　 "Of course! You don't understand wind music with Hoisan, and you don't know how good Watanabe-senpai is! Just join the wind club, and we will become the beautiful girls of the wind club together!"

　　 Hori Kita Maori put on a classic look that turned into a moon.

　　 Her figure, if put in the animation, is indeed as slender as a beautiful girl.

　　 On the campus, those male junior high school students shrunk in their scarves, Yu Guang looked over here.

　　 "...Maichan, you are about to go to high school, if you keep doing this, you might be hated by Watanabe-senpai."

"really?!"

　　 The two have different floors and are separated in the stairwell.

　　 Hori Kita Maui walked into the Class 1 classroom and sat in the second-to-last position in the last row.

　　‘Mayichan, you really are the protagonist! The exam will work! ’

　　 Linnai and Hoi went up to the third floor, which is the first floor.

　　 It is obviously a serious examination place, but there is noise in the corridor.

　　 From the door and window of the classrooms of Class 1, Class 2, and Class 3, someone poked their heads out and looked at Class 4.

　　 There are still people who have not entered the examination room, standing on the corridor and chatting with friends, but they are also looking at Class 4.

　　 Linna and Ho looked over curiously.

　　 That is a scene that impressed her and will still remember it many years later.

　　 In the sunny corridor, a boy in Kamikawa High School uniform with an open jacket placed a set of desks and chairs in front of the classroom of Class 4.

　　 There is nothing on the table, the sun is shining on the handsome face of the boy, and he is reading quietly by himself.

　　 At the end of the morning exam, Linnai and Horikita will get together, and the two have lunch at a nearby family restaurant.

　　 "Mayichan."

　　 "Huh?" Maori Horikita ate Parfait with a spoon.

　　 "I saw Watanabe-senpai today."

　　 "Really? Where? When?"

　　 "He seems to be a staff member on the third floor, dealing with emergencies."

　　 "Ah, why am I on the first floor!" Horikita Maui angrily took a big mouthful of parfait.

　　 "That," Linnai and Hoi hesitated a little, "I heard that Watanabe-senpai seems to have a girlfriend."

　　 This is what she heard from others in the examination room in the morning.

　　 Before that, Maui Horikita showed her photos of Toru Transition and let her listen to Toru Transition's oboe. It was really powerful and handsome, but she didn't like chasing stars, so she didn't feel anything.

　　 However, the gleaming Watanabe-senpai was sitting outside the examination room just now, and as long as she passed the exam, she would be able to join him in the same school and the same club.

　　 Realizing this, she started to care about Watanabe's information.

　　 The girls in the examination room seem to know him, UU reading www. uukanshu.com said a lot about him, one of which is that he has a girlfriend.

　　 "Yes, Watanabe-senpai's girlfriend is Miki Kujo, the eldest of a rich family."

　　 "Maichan, aren't you sad?"

　　 "Why should I be sad?" Horikita Maui asked strangely.

　　 "Don't you like Watanabe-senpai?"

"Yes, but before I liked him, he already had a girlfriend, so what I like about him is just the fan's idol worship! With Suijiang, you also come to the music club, OK, let's chase the stars together! "

　　 "...If, if you can pass the exam."

　　 "It doesn't matter, we will definitely be admitted!"

　　 In the afternoon, after handing in the test papers, Maori Horikita picked up her schoolbag and ran quickly to the third floor. The stairwell was full of small leather shoes thumping.

　　 Watanabe Toru is still there.

　　 From morning to evening, he just sat there reading.

　　 "Senior! Watanabe-senpai!"

　　 "Horikita Maki." Watanabe Toru raised his head and glanced.

　　 "Horikita Maui desu!" Horikita Maui habitually corrected, "Senior, if I have time, can you take me to the music club?"

　　 "Wait until you get admitted."

　　 Toru Watanabe put the desk in the drawer, then lifted the desk and chair, and walked to the second class classroom.

　　 This is Kujo Miki's desk.