I Loaded the Love Game

In the afternoon, in the school building next to the "Yutani Station", the windows are crystal clear, the breeze blows into the activity classroom, and the white curtains dance with the wind.

　　 By the window, there is a hardcover book with bookmarks;

　　 Comic books spread out on the sofa;

　　 In front of the TV, various game consoles that were not taken away.

　　 The zelkova trees outside seemed to grow into the house, and the boy fell asleep on the zelkova table where the sun and leaves were shaking.

　　 Toru... Toru...

　　 There is always a feeling of forgetting something.

　　 Watanabe...Watanabe...

　　 Someone can always be heard calling someone.

　　 The daylight swayed the air, and the boy sleeping on the beech table slowly woke up and yawned leisurely.

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　　 White ceiling, bright but not dazzling ceiling light.

　　 The tip of the nose is a faint fragrance, familiar and intimate.

　　 Toru Watanabe turned his head and saw Miki Kujo's sleeping face.

　　 The two lie on a luxurious single bed, she occupies most of the space, and most of the quilt is also wrapped.

　　 Not to mention the pillow, she slept in the middle, if the pillow itself was not long enough, he would have nothing.

　　 Toru Watanabe stretched out his hand, stroked the delicate face, sorted out the tangled hair, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

　　 "..." Miki Kujo opened her eyes.

　　 Watanabe laughed thoroughly and asked in a whispering voice:

　　 "Miki, my Miki, are you okay?"

　　 Feel each other's breathing, and the two look at each other.

　　 "Did you get my permission?" Kujo Miki asked.

　　 "What is allowed?"

　　 "Wake up, touch my face, and stand in front of me."

　　 "Just touch your face, are the other two too harsh, can you approve it afterwards?"

　　 "No way."

　　 "That will be difficult, just don't approve it."

　　 "Heh." Kujo Miki sneered and sat up, "Watanabe Toru, do you think you can block this lady once and you can be presumptuous in front of me?"

　　 Watanabe Toru followed and sat up.

　　 "Miki, my Miki, I want to hug you."

　　 "..." Miki Kujo glanced at Watanabe and raised her arrogant face, "I allow it."

　　 Toru Watanabe embraced her graceful body, wrapped one hand around her slender waist, and the other hand stroking the slightly messy long hair.

　　 Kujo Miki nestled in his arms, her body trembling slightly.

　　 She used all her strength and hugged him tightly as if she might not allow Watanabe to move.

　　 "You will not be allowed to do anything without my permission in the future." She ordered indiscriminately.

　　 Watanabe Toru put his arms around her harder, smelling her fragrance, and feeling peaceful.

　　 The two did not speak and hugged each other for a long time.

　　 When they were separated, they could clearly feel each other's reluctance, and they couldn't wait to continue like this.

　　 Watanabe looked at the whole room thoroughly.

　　 The curtains are solemn specifications, and the window is late at night Tokyo.

　　 Luxurious sofa and coffee table combination, half wall TV, huge refrigerator, a luxurious suite.

"This is where?"

　　'Where is Qingye? When the question he wanted to ask came to his lips, he didn't ask in the end.

　　While waiting to answer, Kujo Miki suddenly pinched his waist.

　　 "Hiss——" Watanabe held back the pain, "Miki, what are you doing? I'm still a patient."

　　 "It looks like, what are you looking for?" Kujo Miki sneered.

　　 "Room..."

　　 "Kyono Rin?"

　　 "It really hurts, can you let go first."

　　 "Or Koizumi Aina?"

　　 "I didn't say anything."

　　 Kujo Miki glanced at Watanabe Toru with a pained expression, and reached out and pressed the button on the bedside.

　　 "Call someone? Miki, I think you can do it by yourself. If it's you, I will never pay..."

　　 "What's the matter?" With a cold voice and a trace of panic and nervousness, Kiyano Rin walked out of the cubicle in the suite.

　　 She seems to have just woke up.

　　Sakura lips are stained with hair, and the bow on the chest of the school uniform is long on one side and short on the other.

　　 did not wear a school uniform jacket, there were some wrinkles on the shirt.

　　 Because Miki Kujo was still twisting her waist in the quilt, Toru Watanabe, with a painful face, and Rin Kiyano looked at each other.

　　 "You, hello, classmate Kiyano."

　　 Waist, it really hurts.

　　 "It looks very happy, Toru Watanabe." Rin Kiyano said with a smile without a hint of warmth.

　　 "I suggest you go to the ophthalmology department."

　　 "Huh? Are you not happy?" Kujo Miki pressed her face to her face.

　　 "Happiness, I am super happy." Watanabe Toru cried and laughed.

　　 really hurts.

　　 The three people's words, as usual, endured the magma-like heat.

　　 Kiyino Rin looked at Watanabe Toru's eyes, their eyes shining brightly.

　　 Toru Watanabe didn't know what happened during this time.

　　 Why did Miki Kujo allow Rin Kiyano to stay here? Why did he look for Rin Kiyano, and Miki Kujo squeezed his waist, but was not angry? Has their relationship improved?

　　Also, where did "Koizumi Aina" go now?

　　 Did you go back safely?

　　 It was pitch black outside the window, and through his own reflection, Watanabe looked at the orange Tokyo Tower in the distance.

　　 It was a nurse who sent the supper, and Watanabe realized that this was neither a villa nor a high-end hotel, but a high-end hospital room.

　　 The portions of the meals are very small, but there are many kinds, each of which is a small dish, covering the entire table.

　　 Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo got out of bed, and the three of them sat on the sofa and coffee table to eat.

　　 "It looks delicious and very nutritious." From sleeping in the first class in the morning until now, Watanabe has been hungry for a long time.

　　 "Then eat more." Kujo Miki said.

　　 "I just woke up and ate a small amount." Kiyano Rin had different opinions.

　　 "What did my body doctor say?" Watanabe Toru finally remembered to care about himself.

　　 Kiyano Rin took a sip of the soup as usual, and said contentedly: "Very healthy, I fell asleep."

　　 "Nothing?" Watanabe Toru ate a dish in one bite, and looked at Miki Kujo.

　　 "I'll take you one pill for that medicine." Kujo Miki said.

　　 Toru Watanabe picked up the tofu in his bowl: "Come on, Miki, here you are."

　　 Kujo Miki glanced at him.

　　Divided meal system, Watanabe Toru has it, they have both; Watanabe Toru does not have, they also have it.

　　 Kujo Miki and Kiyano Rin finished their share and finally ate fruit. They did not eat for the same day.

　　 It was a little late at night, and the two of them worried all day. After eating and resting for a while, they went back separately.

　　 The room turned off the lights and plunged into total darkness.

　　 Watanabe Toru lay on the bed with the quilt covering only the lower abdomen, with his head resting on his left hand, and staring at the ceiling for a while.

　　 There was silence all around, and the moonlight was flowing.

　　 I could hear frogs croaking in my ears, and I couldn't tell for a moment whether I missed my hometown or there were frogs around the hospital.

　　 Toru Watanabe was about to sleep, adjusted his sleeping position and faced the French window.

　　 The orange halo of Tokyo Tower escaped, and he stretched out his hand, and he dragged the light into his dream.

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　　 At night, the dense forest casts layers of shadows. This is a quiet mountain trail.

　　 Accompanied by the croaking of frogs, following the guidance of the fireflies, Watanabe came to the end of the trail, where there is a shrine.

On the steps in front of 　　 Shrine, the sixteen-year-old "Koizumi Aina" hugged her soft, girlish legs and curled up there.

　　 Watanabe Toru walked up and sat beside her.

　　 "If you don't go back, the family will worry about it," he said.

　　 "Koizumi Aina" still hugged his legs firmly, his face buried in his knees.

　　 Watanabe Toru looked at the fireflies, following the light of the fireflies, across the woods, you can look down the mountain.

　　 There is a small town there. The light emitted at night is not as dense as Tokyo, but a little bit, warm and peaceful, just right.

　　 "Is this your hometown?" Watanabe looked at it all.

　　 The night breeze was slow, and I don’t know which tree came from an unknown insect’s wings flapping.

　　 In the forest, there are countless green fluorescent lights floating, and fireflies gather there.

　　 "I didn't mean it." "Koizumi Aona" didn't speak for a long time, his voice was hoarse.

　　 Watanabe Toru glanced at her, she still buried her face in her knees.

　　 "I know." He said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

　　 "Koizumi Aona" hugged his knees even harder to prevent any wind from entering.

　　 She curled up like a child running away from home in the dark, expecting her family to find her.

　　 "I don't mean to blame you at all." Watanabe Toru continued.

　　 "No matter what you do, I will not blame you. I will apologize for you if you make any mistakes. Whether it is wayward or unpleasant, others don't like it or even hate it, but I accept it all."

　　 A firefly leaves the forest and flies over the path of the shrine.

　　 "Why?" "Koizumi Aona"'s voice was dry.

　　 Why?

　　 Is all this caused?

　　 What's wrong with the system? Didn't make it clear on purpose? Ambiguous concept?

　　What is the system? It's him.

　　 It is innate, more intimate than hands, feet, and looks, and it is something deep in the soul.

　　 When it brings convenience, the system belongs to him; when it comes to trouble, the system belongs to him.

　　 I can only blame him for accepting the task, everything is caused by him, it is the fault of Watanabe Toru.

　　 "Koizumi Aina" was supposed to spend her pure and happy new semester in this town, instead of going to places like Tokyo, to be wronged by the lady, and to be pointed at by guns.

　　 Kujo Miki likes to be jealous and possessive, her boyfriend was bent over by a woman and did what she did.

　　 "Koizumi Aina" is not wrong, she has no obligation to accommodate people, and it is not that she wants to do this to occupy other people's boyfriends.

　　 The person who brought her from ten years ago to the present is Toru Watanabe.

　　 It doesn't matter whether "Koizumi Aina" is doing something wrong or not, without analyzing her character, there is no need to count who should be responsible for how much.

　　In the eyes of outsiders, there are many reasons, and in his heart, everything is his fault.

　　 It was him who made the sixteen-year-old girl experience everything she shouldn't have experienced.

　　 Anyone can blame her, only he can't.

　　 However, he was not allowed to speak the real reason.

　　 Watanabe was full of guilt and couldn't help reaching out and stroking "Koizumi Aona"'s hair.

　　 "I'm sorry." His feelings are sincere, his voice is soft and sentimental, "Let you experience this."

　　 This inadvertent movement has a gentleness that suffocates "Koizumi Aona".

　　 The emptiness of being alone in the future;

　　 The low self-esteem of these urban girls by Kiyo, Kujo, and Tomorrow;

　　 I know that I can be admitted to Waseda in the future, but I can’t make it hard to keep working hard;

　　 Toru Watanabe, surrounded by bodyguards, pointed at by guns, and motionless...

　　 She has reached her limit and is on the verge of collapse.

　　 "Ah----" "Koizumi Aina" suddenly burst into tears.

　　 She threw herself into Watanabe Toru's arms, clutching his clothes tightly with both hands, and squeezing a voice from her throat desperately, saying:

　　 "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... you're okay... great... I'm sorry..."

　　 Watanabe stroked her hair thoroughly, watching the fireflies dance, and more fireflies flew up one after another on the path of the shrine.

　　 "It has nothing to do with you, it's all my fault."

　　 No matter what Watanabe Toru said, "Koizumi Aina" just kept crying, and tears quickly wet his clothes.

　　 Watanabe Toru feels even more sad.

　　 These tears, "Koizumi Aina" didn't need to shed at all.

　　 Today is Friday. On this warm night, she should be with her family, or with new friends, to discuss where to go on Saturday on her mobile phone.

　　 No, it should be morning over "Koizumi Aina".

　　 She should get up in a hurry, put on a brand-new skirt, take bread, and run to class.

　　 instead of here, with the guilt of almost killing someone, to shed some **** tears.

　　 "It's all my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Watanabe Toru has never been so sad.

　　 kept crying for a long time, and when Watanabe's clothes seemed to be splashed with a glass of water, "Koizumi Aona" slowly turned into sobbing, and gradually stopped the tears.

　　 "I'm sorry," she choked.

　　 "All this is my fault, I am the one to say sorry."

　　 "I almost killed you."

　　 "That's my fault too, it has nothing to do with you." Watanabe's tone was firm.

　　 "Are you comforting me?" "Koizumi Aona" raised his face.

　　 That sixteen-year-old egg face is beautiful, youthful, full of energy, and full of tears.

　　 "No." Watanabe Toru shook his head and replied in a low voice.

　　 "Why? I am curious about the handsome Tokyo guy in the future. I took over your body, causing conflicts between you and your girlfriend, making your life chaotic, and in the end, it was almost..."

　　 Watanabe closed his eyes completely.

　　 In the heart of "Koizumi Aina", like him, he took all the responsibility for all these things on himself.

　　 But she is innocent, it is him who is really wrong.

　　 "It's my fault." He patted her shoulder.

　　 "Why?"

　　 "The reason cannot be said, in short, it is my fault."

　　 "What's the matter?" "Koizumi Aona" thumped Watanabe's chest in dissatisfaction.

　　 When her hand touched the part wet with tears, she embarrassedly left and left his embrace.

　　 "...Tomorrow, I will wash it for you." She straightened the skirt a little, embarrassedly hugging her slender calf.

　　 "I wear one piece a day."

　　 "Huh, rich man." "Koizumi Aona" said, with a dim look on his face.

　　The rich are above the top and out of reach.

　　She, a female high school student in the country.

"I often say a word," Watanabe looked at the small town in the distance, "My happiest period of time was not with a billion yen on my body, but when I came to Tokyo from Iwate Prefecture and held an advertisement under the scorching sun. Card, the time to earn hourly wages."

　　 "Cheat."

　　 Watanabe ignored her and continued:

　　 "At that time, I had nothing. I lived in a cramped apartment, but I felt that I had the whole world and was full of great dreams."

　　 "What about now?" "Koizumi Aona" couldn't help asking.

　　 "I am also very happy now, I love my family K-Sang and Mai very much, they also love me very much."

　　 "After all, I still like the life of the rich." "Koizumi Aona" looked at the fireflies on the trail.

　　 "I said this, just want to tell you whether I have money or not. It doesn't matter whether I am happy or not. Maggie can give me money, and I am very happy to work and earn money by myself."

　　 "Only you can do this, everyone likes to be paid."

　　 Just like everyone naturally likes urban fashion girls, not country girls.

　　 Watanabe turned his head to look at the girl: "You too."

　　 "Me?" "Koizumi Aona" turned his head incredulously, and looked at Watanabe Toru.

　　 "In the future, you, relying on your own efforts, went to Waseda. Next you plan to buy an apartment in Tokyo on your own. I didn't get one yen from anyone. Can't you get it? Such a beautiful oval face, a good body, and a teacher."

　　 "I don't make that kind of money."

　　 "Look, you are such a person? And it's not just talking, the future you are indeed like you said." Watanabe Toru said.

　　 "Koizumi Aona" lowered his head and looked at his shoes.

　　 "Watanabe."

"Ok?"

　　 "Where is this?" Before this sentence, "Koizumi Aona" was silent for a long time.

　　 Maybe this is not what I want to say, is it thank you? Or something else?

　　 "Dream." Watanabe Toru said casually.

　　 "I guess it's not a dream."

"Oh?"

　　 "It is very likely that there is a gap between time and space. Our two souls are talking across time and space!" "Koizumi Aina" solemnly speculated.

　　 "That's it." Watanabe nodded, "That makes sense."

　　 The truth is not so romantic.

　　 In order to protect basic human rights, the system prevents the soul of "Koizumi Aona" from escaping from reality to go where it shouldn't be.

　　 That's all.

　　 As for why he appeared here, only the system knows.

　　 "Koizumi-san..."

　　 "Call a teacher!"

　　 "Teacher Koizumi, whatever happened today, no matter who is at fault, let it pass. People can't always think about the past, so they will never be happy."

　　 "But... I almost killed you."

　　 "Isn't it okay? If you regret it, then it's even unnecessary. Even me, there are a lot of things that I regret that I can't wait for a new life."

　　 "'Even if it's me'? You seem to be amazing by this." "Koizumi Aina" said unconvinced.

　　 "It's nothing great, so I want to be great."

　　 "Also, nothing, I think...you are already amazing."

　　 "Thank you." Watanabe Toru said with a smile.

　　 "Koizumi Aina" was embarrassed, she scratched the snow-white back of her neck, and changed the subject:

　　 "By the way, this is the first time you see me? How is it?"

　　 "Stand up and let me see."

　　 "Okay!" "Koizumi Aona" jumped to his feet, ran down the steps, and stood on the path of the shrine.

　　 She turned around and looked expectantly at Watanabe Toru who was sitting on the steps.

　　 With the fireflies and the bright moonlight, Watanabe looked at the 16-year-old "Koizumi Aina" in front of him.

　　 The school-customized shirt, the sleeves are handsomely rolled up to the arm, and the knee-length skirt, with beautiful eyebrows and a look of fearlessness.

　　 Noting the look in Watanabe Toru's eyes, "Koizumi Aona" put down his sleeves embarrassedly.

　　 "Very cute." Watanabe Toru said.

　　 "Hey." "Koizumi Aona" smiled smugly and shyly.

　　 "It's like a bonfire in the shrine of the New Year."

　　 "The bonfire of the New Year Shrine?" "Koizumi Aona" asked in confusion.

　　 "In cold weather, a huge bonfire after a lot of whole wood is lit, throw some wood on it, and the sparks will drift away like rain and mist. You are so cute."

　　 "I don't understand." She shook her head, and then laughed inexplicably.

　　 Watanabe Toru also laughed.

　　 Across the steps of the shrine, "Koizumi Aona" stared at Watanabe thoroughly.

　　 "What? What is the difference between my soul and body?" Watanabe Toru stood up and asked her to look at herself.

　　 "It's a little bit."

　　 "Not handsome enough?"

　　 "It's not ~www.ltnovel.com~ It just feels, your soul looks so gentle."

　　 "Gentle?"

　　 "Well, it's a gentle soul who doesn't blame others, forgives everything," "Koizumi Aina" affirmed.

"I don't forgive everything." Watanabe laughed. "It's just that I prefer to find my own faults first than to find other people's faults, and then, uh-how to say, I don't like to impose other people on something. ."

　　 "Don't like to impose on others? What do you mean?"

　　 "For example, if you are self-willed, I don't like it, but I won't make you self-willed, let me like it."

　　 "I am wayward?!"

"Ok?"

　　 "Me, me, I just speak louder!"

　　 "Ah, I really don't hate Koizumi-sensei's emergency response." Watanabe said with a smile.

　　 "Koizumi Aona" chuckled.

　　 Watanabe Toru walked up the steps and came to her.

　　 "Go back, don't wake up again, parents will worry about it," he said.

　　 "Yeah." "Koizumi Aona" nodded.

　　 She walked a few steps into the hordes of fireflies-they seemed to have been waiting for her, and then she looked back.

　　 Watanabe Toru raised his arm slightly, "Koizumi Aona" also shook his hand slightly.

"see you tomorrow."

"see you tomorrow."