I Loaded the Love Game

"No, this is not a dream!" Koizumi Aina stood up suddenly, his stool bounced off by the calf.

"Of course this is not a dream, Watanabe-san." The physics teacher sullenly.

"Hahaha." There was a roar of laughter in the classroom, two of which were extremely loud and very harsh.

He laughed and declared that it was very close, but Aina Koizumi felt very far away.

I vaguely felt something wrong yesterday, how could the dream be so real.

But besides dreaming, what can be explained? Didn't you wake up once halfway through?

"Watanabe-san, when are you going to stand until?"

Koizumi Aona recovered, out of the students' instinct towards the teacher, immediately apologized: "I'm sorry!"

She sat down in a daze.

"Girls don't look at them and continue to class."

There was another burst of laughter.

"Coulomb's law applies to the situation where the field source charge is stationary and the force charge moves, but it does not apply to..."

Sure enough, it was reality. She hadn't heard of "Coulomb's Law" before, how could it appear in a dream so unnaturally?

So... is the boy named Toru Watanabe a real person?

Where is his consciousness? Deep asleep? Still watching in the body? Or where else did you go?

Koizumi Aona remembered the harsh laughter just now.

School bullying among boys? To avoid reality? Let yourself redeem him?

What kind of light novel development is this!

By the way, if this matter is written down, it might be published or even made into a movie.

Koizumi Aona got through the initial panic, not only didn't feel distressed, but found it fun.

Anyway, I was able to go back, and I still used bed time, double the time to play, and it was still Tokyo—it was Tokyo, so it’s not a bad thing to think about it.

She flipped through the notebook in her hand.

The handwriting is neat and the notes are clear and orderly. It is a physical note that can be put in a museum.

While looking at the blackboard, she rummaged in the drawer and finally found a notebook that was not class notes.

There are steps to calculate math problems. Occasionally, an English word or sentence is written. It is more of a variety of characters that cannot be understood. It should be a certain language.

Compared with class notes, this book is much more casual.

Words are written slantingly, reversed, written backwards, and many of them are only half written.

Turning around, a page with abrupt painting style appeared, and the handwriting was obviously different.

It says:

......

What's this? metamorphosis!

After class, three boys gathered around.

"Watanabe, you don't sleep like you in class," said the boy with glasses.

"Huh? The dream will continue?" a thin boy imitated while pinching his throat.

"No, this is not a dream!" The boy with a small head put his hands on his chest pretendingly, and his voice was very loud.

The two laughed loudly at the same time.

"Hey, don't be too much of you two." The short-haired girl sitting on the right hand reprimanded: "Watanabe must have stayed up late to prepare for homework last night, so he fell asleep in class, isn't it, Watanabe?"

With the trusting look of the girl in front of him, Aina Koizumi scratched the back of his neck: "Is it."

"Look!" The short-haired girl looked at the three boys triumphantly.

Believe this too?

"You believe this too?!" It's not only Koizumi Aina who is in doubt, except for the man in glasses, the other two have an unacceptable expression.

"That's obviously a lie, classmate Yimu!" ​​In the big voice of the inch-headed man, why does he always feel a touch of sadness?

"Oh." The thin man sighed exaggeratedly, full of accusations against the world.

"Watanabe-kun doesn't lie, right, Kiyono-san?" The short-haired girl named Kazuki turned her head to seek approval from the girl behind her.

Koizumi Aona followed the eyes of the short-haired girl and looked over.

With her shiny black hair, delicate neck, fair skin, and the same student uniform, she wore so differently.

Beautiful girl.

Super beautiful girl.

Koizumi Aona held her breath.

This is really a dream, right?

"Will you lie?" The beautiful girl looked over.

Her voice was cold and beautiful, and she looked at Aina Koizumi with the same cold eyes, with a faint smile and intimacy.

Don't look here!

If this continues, even if you are a girl, you can't help but say ‘I like you’ loudly!

"It's silly again! Toru Watanabe is silly again!"

"Hahaha!"

The boys' unscrupulous laughter made Koizumi Aina blush.

She sat back in her seat, with her legs together, her hands on her knees, and her head lowered.

"Hey, what's your reaction? You want to laugh at me!"

"As expected of Watanabe Toru, easily do what we can't do!"

"too disgusting."

"Today's Watanabe-kun is so cute!"

do not talk!

People just like beautiful girls, not lve!

After seven classes, Koizumi Aina finally figured out some things, including the names of the three men with short hair and the girl with short hair.

Of course, the name of a beautiful girl is indispensable.

Kiyano Rin, when she heard this name for the first time, she immediately remembered the line she posted yesterday.

There is contact information, the relationship should not be bad, right?

No, even if there is contact information between classmates, they may be enemies!

Koizumi Aona stopped to pack his textbooks, and took a peek at the rear right.

The beautiful girl just glanced at her, and she quickly turned her head back.

Putting the textbooks into the schoolbag indiscriminately in his hands, blushing and heartbeat.

Koizumi Aona thinks of the shojo manga she read. Girls will call each other "sister-sama" for women they admire.

Can I become a close sister with this beautiful girl?

'sister! ’I admired myself.

‘Chingnai! Sister Qingye's eyes are as kind as spring sunshine.

Such a scene made Koizumi Aona's heart beat fiercely.

"What are you doing?" My sister's dissatisfied voice was so nice, "Leave."

"Hi!" Koizumi Aona answered in a loud and sharp voice.

The elder sister looked at her coldly: "Did you forget your head at home when you went out in the morning?"

Wow, what a poisonous tongue!

Koizumi Aona's love for the beautiful girl overflowed, and the flow rate was slightly slowed down.

"I......"

Before she could speak, the beautiful girl had packed her things, got up, put the chair, and walked towards the back door.

Koizumi Aona hurriedly put the homework into her school bag and followed.

She was a little behind by two steps and followed the beautiful girl.

Long flowing hair, slender waist, slender legs, especially on the side face, perfect jaw line, and a neck that I really want to bite.

Koizumi Aona can only accept hugs for her future self, but if she asks her to kiss her sister's neck and leave a beautiful and cruel hickey on it, she doesn't hate it at all.

Slowly pull the bow on the chest, unbutton the white shirt, on the neck of the flushed sister...

Wait a minute, I just thought of an incredible word...the future self?

Is it really the future here? Did you really get admitted to Waseda University?

No, Waseda doesn’t matter. It’s not the time to think about it. You have to check lottery tickets and horse betting.

If possible, memorize the unified exam and Dongda exam questions two years later.

‘The future is bright, Chennai! ’

Appreciating the jaw line of your sister, dreaming of a bright future, unknowingly came to a completely unfamiliar place.

A wide double-opened door, with the number plate written on it.

The two walked in, and the noisy voices rushed in, but the next moment, these voices immediately disappeared.

Everyone looked at this side in unison.

Koizumi Aona's throat began to dry, and his eyes panicked not knowing where to look.

She has never been watched by so many people.

In the crowd, a girl who looked ordinary but looked very comfortable stepped forward.

"Kyono-san, Watanabe-kun."

Koizumi Aona smiled nervously, as an answer.

At that moment, the originally quiet music classroom became quieter.

Then it became extremely noisy.

"So handsome!"

"It's so charming!"

"Watanabe-kun must be in a good mood today!"

"Ah! Let me stay with Watanabe again, I can't restrain myself!"

The comfortable-looking girl recovered and turned to face the crowd. She clasped her palms together and said loudly:

"be quiet."

The music classroom was quiet again, but the girls either communicated with each other, or stared at Aina Koizumi's enthusiastic eyes, making the classroom more silent than silent.

Kiyano Rin turned his head and glanced at Koizumi Aina with cold eyes.

Koizumi Aona felt an unspeakable sense of pressure, and his expression became even more rigid.

Isn't the relationship between the body and the older sister really bad?

The girl who kept everyone quiet, turned her head again, and said to Kiyano Rin:

"Student Kiyano, why are you here? Is there anything wrong?"

"Today we started recruiting new clubs. I will tell you about my requirements."

"Ok."

"Even if I don't say anything, other groups should be able to recruit people. There are several musical instruments and enough people must be found."

"Ok."

"One baritone saxophone, at least two tuba, two bass horns, and finally oboe. We must recruit experienced freshmen."

"Yes."

"Even if you really recruit new time, training can't be stopped, you are responsible..."

Koizumi Aona felt that Rin Kiyano was too handsome, calm and calm, and confident in everything she said and did.

Her eyes stared straight at Kiyano Rin's neck.

"Student Watanabe."

Without hearing the answer, Rin Kiyano turned his face and said, "Student Watanabe."

"Huh?" Koizumi Aona recovered, "I'm here, what's the matter?"

"You are responsible for the woodwind group including the oboe. Is there a problem?"

"Ok......"

......sister!

Eh? Wait a minute, what wood pipe? What are you responsible for? Logistics?

At this time, the door of the music classroom was knocked.

"Please come in." The girl who looked ordinary but looked comfortable responded.

"Excuse me!" With a lively and cheerful response, the two girls walked in.

Take the short hair in front of you, with a small and exquisite body.

Although petite, but the proportions are perfect, the legs are not short at all, but cute as a doll.

There is nothing particularly outstanding about the one behind, and he looks pretty good.

"First-year Maori Horikita, apply to join the wind club!" the doll girl said loudly.

Unlike the bald man surnamed Kuni, speaking loudly makes people feel noisy, this doll girl named Mai Horikita, speaking loudly will only make people feel cute, and wants to touch her little head.

"I'm the head of the music department, Hayamisumi." The average-looking but comfortable girl introduced herself first, and then said: "May I join directly?"

"Yes!" said the doll girl, "I want to act as an oboe and become an outstanding person like Watanabe-senpai!"

Early Jianxun immediately understood.

According to her understanding, during the admission interview this year, many people's answers were similar to those of the first-year student.

"Welcome to the wind club!" After that, she looked at another first-year student, "Are you also in the wind club?"

"Hello, senior sister, this is Linnaeus and Sui, that, I want to visit first, don’t know if it’s okay?"

"Of course." Hayamixun turned around and said to everyone in the music club, "Everyone, let's get started. More people will come to visit soon."

"Yes--"

The crowd dispersed and divided into small groups, each of which was responsible for a musical instrument.

For those who come to visit, it is like entering a shopping mall, facing the "musical instrument shop" of each house, you can visit and try it at will.

The doll girl was led to fill in the application for admission.

The girl named Linnai and Sui was planning to visit the flute, but after just walking two steps, she was pulled over by another group of senior sisters.

"The school girl who admires you has appeared." Kiyano Rin made fun of Watanabe.

"Huh? Oh."

Kiyano Rin frowned slightly, looked at him, but didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the music classroom to the Human Observation Department.

Koizumi Aona quickly followed.

Go upstairs, come to the club building, and enter the innermost classroom.

Koizumi Aona looked at the exaggerated classroom in front of her.

Sofas, bookcases, refrigerators, televisions, and many inexplicable machines are connected to the televisions.

Is this really a club classroom?

"Sure enough, it is not only the autumn sky and the political affairs of the court."

".....Ok."

Koizumi Aona looked at Kiyono Rin who was sitting dignified, and was full of doubts.

Sister, what are you talking about?

Forget it.

She put her schoolbag on the sofa, walked to the refrigerator, and opened it expectantly.

All kinds of unnamed desserts, as well as processed fruits, are colorful, and the colors are as bright as photos.

She excitedly took a blank plate, and put cyan grapes, red strawberries, black cherries, and yellow bananas in it~www.ltnovel.com~ another plate with macarons, Cakes, donuts, etc.

When closing the refrigerator door, he took another piece of watermelon.

"Hehe." He couldn't help laughing expectantly and excitedly, and Koizumi Aona sat across from Kiyano Rin.

"Sister... Qingye classmate, let's eat together!" She invited.

Kiyano Rin lifted his eyes from the book and looked at him: "Thank you, no need."

"Do you want to stay in shape?" Koizumi Aona's donut in his left hand and a strawberry in his right.

"You are very noisy today." Kiyano Rin continued to look down at the book.

Koizumi Aona glanced at her dissatisfiedly.

‘I was kind enough to give it to you, but I still think I’m noisy, so I won’t be a sister to you! ’

In ‘eating, reading comic books, tossing games’, it’s time for school soon.

Koizumi Aona followed Kiyano Rin out of the Human Observation Department.

The color of amusement outside, the high-pitched and melodious sound of musical instruments, came to my ears clearly.

Qing Ye Rin locked the door, and the two walked towards the teaching building, preparing to go downstairs from there and go to the shoe cabinet to change shoes.

"Student Watanabe." Rin Kiyano's tone was flat.

"What's the matter?" Koizumi Aona admires her back, so beautiful.

The legs exposed from the spring uniform skirt are unusually white.

Neat hair tips, neatly trimmed cherry nails, every part of the body looks like the result of God's careful design.

It would be nice if I could grow so beautiful.

Koizumi Aona was thinking wildly, and Rin Kiyano, who was walking in front, stopped suddenly.

The two are about to set foot on the overhead corridor.

Kiyano Rin was in the dark dusk, and Koizumi Aona remained in the shadow of the society building.

"What's wrong? Did you forget to take something?" Looking at her back, Koizumi Aina asked suspiciously.

"You," Kiyano Rin turned around, facing the setting sun, her Qingli face plunged into darkness, "Who is it?"