I Loaded the Love Game

In the afternoon, the windows of the school building next door are crystal clear, the breeze blows into the activity classroom, and the white curtains dance with the wind.

By the window, a hardcover book with bookmarks;

Comic books spread out on the sofa;

In front of the TV, various game consoles that were confiscated.

The zelkova trees outside seemed to grow into the house, and the boy fell asleep on the beech wooden 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 teenager sleeping on the beech table slowly woke up and yawned leisurely.

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White ceiling, bright but not dazzling overhead lights.

The tip of the nose is faintly scented, familiar and intimate.

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

They lie on a luxurious single bed, she occupies most of the space, and most of the quilt is wrapped up.

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 and asked in a whispering voice:

"Miki, my Miki, are you okay?"

Feeling each other's breath, 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, isn't the other two too harsh, can you approve it afterwards?"

"No way."

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

"Heh." Miki Kujo sneered and sat up, "Watanabe Toru, do you think that 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, raising her arrogant little face, "I allow it."

Watanabe put his arms around her graceful body, wrapped one hand around her slender waist, and one hand stroking the slightly messy long hair.

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

With all her strength, she hugged him tightly as if she might not allow Watanabe to move.

"In the future, you are not allowed to do anything without my permission." She ordered indiscriminately.

Watanabe Toru put his arms around her harder, smelling her scent, peace in his heart.

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 could not wait to continue like this.

Watanabe looked at the room thoroughly.

With solemn curtains, the window is late at night Tokyo.

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

"This is where?"

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

While waiting for an answer, Kujo Miki suddenly pinched his waist.

"Hiss——" Watanabe resisted 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's really painful, 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 head of the bed.

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

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

She seems to have just woke up.

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

No school uniform jacket, some wrinkles on the shirt.

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

"You, hello, classmate Qingye."

The waist really hurts.

"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? You're not happy?" Kujo Miki pressed her face to her face.

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

It really hurts.

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

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

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

Why did Miki Kujo allow Rin Kiyano to stay here? Why is he looking for Rin Kiyono, and Miki Kujo pinches him hard, but is not angry? Is the relationship between the two better?

Also, where is "Koizumi Aina" 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 the nurse who brought the supper, and Watanabe realized that this was neither a villa nor a high-end hotel, but a high-end hospital ward.

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

Watanabe Toru and Mihime Kujo got out of bed, and the three of them ate at the sofa and coffee table.

"It looks delicious and very nutritious." Watanabe has been hungry since he slept in the first class in the morning.

"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 one pill for you 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.

For the meal-sharing system, Watanabe Toru has it, and they have both; Watanabe Toru does not have it, and 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 were 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.

Toru Watanabe lay on the bed with the quilt covering only his lower abdomen, 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 while whether I missed my hometown or there were frogs around the hospital.

Toru Watanabe was about to go to bed, adjusted his sleeping position, facing 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 woods cast layers of shadows, which is a quiet mountain trail.

With the croak of frogs and the guidance of the fireflies, Watanabe came to the end of the trail, where there is a shrine.

On the steps in front of the shrine, 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 Aona" still hugged her legs firmly, her face buried in her knees.

Watanabe Toru looked at the fireflies, followed the light of the fireflies, and across the woods, you could see the bottom of 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 an unknown insect's wings flapped from an unknown tree.

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

"I didn't mean it." "Koizumi Aina" hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was hoarse.

Toru Watanabe 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 won't blame you. I will apologize for you if you make any mistakes. Whether it's willful 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 this all caused?

What's wrong with the system? Deliberately not saying clearly? Ambiguous concept?

What is the system? It's him.

It is inborn, 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.

To blame, he can only be blamed for accepting the task, everything is caused by him, it is the fault of Watanabe Toru.

"Koizumi Aona" 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 so to occupy the body of 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.

Full of guilt, Watanabe 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 Aina".

A sense of nothingness in the future alone;

The inferiority of these urban girls compared to Qingye, Kujo, and Tomorrow;

I know that I can be admitted to Waseda in the future, but I can't make it hard to persist in hard work;

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 Aona" suddenly burst into tears.

She threw herself into Watanabe's arms, clutched his clothes tightly with both hands, and squeezed out 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 over the path of the shrine one after another.

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

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

Toru Watanabe felt 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, put on bread, and run to class.

And not 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.

I've been 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.

"It's all my fault, I'm the one to say sorry."

"I almost killed you."

"That's also my fault. It has nothing to do with you." Watanabe Toru was firm.

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

That sixteen-year-old goose-egg face is beautiful, youthful, full of vitality, 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.

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

But she was innocent, and it was him who was really wrong.

"It's my fault." He tapped 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 help you wash." She tidied the skirt a little, embarrassedly hugging her slender calf.

"I wear one piece a day."

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

The rich are above the top and out of reach.

She, a high school girl in the country.

"I often say a word," Watanabe looked at the small town in the distance, "My happiest period of time was not when I had 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."

"Liar."

Watanabe ignored her and continued:

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

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

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

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

"I said this, just to tell you that whether I have money or not has nothing to do with 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 will go to Waseda by your own efforts. Next, you plan to buy an apartment in Tokyo on your own. No one gets a yen. Can't you get it? With such a beautiful oval face and a good body, you are still a teacher."

"I don't make that kind of money."

"Look, you are such a person? And it's not just talking, the future of you is indeed the same as 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 it’s not what I want to say, but 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 Aona" solemnly speculated.

"So 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 Aina" from escaping from reality to go where it should not be.

That's it.

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

"Koizumi-san..."

"Call the teacher!"

"Ms. 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 more unnecessary. Even if it's me, there are a lot of things that I regret so much that I can't wait for my life to come back."

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

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

"Yes, no, 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 Aona" in front of him.

The school-customized shirt, the sleeves are handsomely rolled up to the arms, and the knee-length skirts, 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.

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

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

"The bonfire of the New Year's Shrine?" "Koizumi Aona" asked questioningly.

"In cold weather~www.ltnovel.com~ a huge bonfire after a lot of whole wood is lit, throw some firewood up, the sparks will drift like rain and mist, you are so cute."

"I don't understand." She shook her head, 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?"

"No, it just feels, your soul looks so gentle."

"tender?"

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

"I don't forgive everything." Watanabe laughed. "It's just that I prefer to find my own fault first than to find someone else's fault, and then, um-how to say, I don't like to impose on others. ."

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

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

"I'm self-willed?!"

"Ok?"

"Me, me, I just speak louder!"

"Ah, I really don't hate Mr. Koizumi's sudden changes." Watanabe said with a smile.

"Koizumi Aona" chuckled and laughed.

Toru Watanabe walked up the steps and came to her.

"Go back, don't wake up, 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, and "Koizumi Aona" also shook his hand slightly.

"see you tomorrow."

"see you tomorrow."