The car was quiet for a while, and Toru Watanabe felt a lot less pain, and he seemed to be safe for the time being.

He spoke softly:

"I proposed to pass the decision by grades because Rin Kiyono stayed at school all day and read books, so he barely won the first place; And Kujo, you haven't been to school for a month, you can easily win the second place, and now that you're at school, the first place is undoubtedly you. ”

Kujou Miki didn't speak, as if she was asleep.

Toru Watanabe couldn't think of anything to say.

He wanted to stand up, but he had the feet of a woman who could kill him on his stomach, so he had to passively admire the girl's legs and skirt.

If, I mean if, I was lying down of my own volition, that would be a good feeling. ’

When this thought came to him, Toru Watanabe and Shizuru met each other, and the other party's cold eyes like robots brought him back to his senses.

I really can't help the body in the spring period!

He Toru Watanabe is by no means a womanizer, and when he was in the alley of Ochanomizu, he was forcibly kissed by Kujo Mihime, and he even felt disgusted.

But everyone, fifteen-year-olds should know something about their bodies, right?

There are always substances that affect the brain.

Toru Watanabe simply closed his eyes, cranky and distracted, and at the same time beware of Kujou Mihime suddenly stepping on his stomach hard, so I don't know how long it took, he actually fell asleep.

He had just been beaten, and recently he insisted on exercising and studying every day, thinking about how to deal with Kujou Miki all the time, and his brain and body were already tired.

Coupled with the right temperature in the car, lying motionless on the soft footrest for a long time, these made him relax his spirits.

In a trance, I also had a dream:

He suddenly returned to his hometown in Iwate Prefecture, and he didn't know why a jasmine plant grew in front of his house, and then he used jasmine to make tea and drink, which felt very fragrant, and asked his parents to send it to Tokyo, but when he arrived in Tokyo, he was blackmailed away by Kujou Mihime, and he was inexplicably sad.

After such a ridiculous and unrealistic dream, he woke up.

Slightly conscious, he immediately felt that his eyes were covered by something, and his heart was startled, and he subconsciously reached out to remove the things on his eyes.

It went well, his hands were not tied.

It was a small roadside park, and he was lying on a bench.

It was not too late, and it should have been about an hour before dinner, and there was a housewife with a child feeding the pigeons.

Nearby, several elementary school girls with school bags almost half the size of their bodies and kettles thicker than their legs around their necks whispered to him.

Toru Watanabe looked into his hand, and what was covering his face was actually stockings!

"Hahahaha!" Seeing his stunned expression, the elementary school students finally erupted in a mockery like silver bells.

The laughter frightened the pigeons, which were pecking at the crumbs of the housewives and children that had been thrown on the ground, and they flapped their wings slightly, but instead of flying away, they continued to grab food.

He didn't care, it was already a joy to be able to get off Kujou Mihime's car without bloodshed.

The last time Miyano was stabbed six times, and the memory of succinylcholine death, which is still very vivid in the brain.

Toru Watanabe looked left and right on the bench and found his school bag on the right hand side, the zipper open.

There is a notebook that is casually tucked in, with a pen in the middle.

Toru Watanabe picked it up and saw that the notebook was his English vocabulary accumulation book, and the pen was a 0.5mm mechanical pencil he bought at the only grocery store in his hometown.

"Thank you, Miss Ben, for holding back the thought of throwing you straight out of the car and saving your life."

"I still hold the socks in my hand when I fall asleep, Miss Ben is very satisfied, and I will send you away."

These two sentences are written very large, wasting all two pages - Toru Watanabe did not dare to erase them with an eraser.

Who knows if you'll be killed because of this, even if you don't get killed, it's not worth taking a few punches.

When he has the strength to fight against Kujou Mihime, don't say these words, even a pair of stockings at home and a pair in his hand, he will throw them all into the incinerator!

But now...... Toru Watanabe folded the stockings in his hand and put them in his school bag.

I took out my mobile phone and checked the location, and I had left Shinjuku Ward and came to Chiyoda Ward, a gathering place for the rich.

A random house in this district might buy the entire village where he lives.

Toru Watanabe simply tidied up his shirt that had been trampled out of the folds, and his school uniform jacket that was crumpled, and left the park.

The elementary school girls were still smiling at him.

Maybe tomorrow the story of him using stockings as an eyepatch will spread in some elementary school - he has one more reason to hate Miki Kujou.

Found the nearest station, took the train back to the rental house, hid the stockings, and Toru Watanabe punished himself for exercising until midnight, because he actually begged for mercy after only two punches.

Willpower is far from keeping up with the greatness of his personality!

On Saturdays and Sundays, Toru Watanabe wakes up at 6 a.m.;

Raise dumbbells from 6 a.m. to 6:30 p.m. until the radio station starts playing the second set of radio gymnastics music and starts to do gymnastics along with the music;

During the fifteen years spent in the village, starting from elementary school, every summer vacation, the school would ask students to take the broadcast gymnastics record card to get stamped, and on the last day, when all the stamps were completed, they could receive prizes such as snacks and stationery.

Toru Watanabe never went there once because he didn't like sports.

If he had to get up early, he would rather lie on the tatami mat in a daze than leave the bed.

But now he has set a strict schedule for himself, which he learned from Gatsby, the protagonist of "The Great Gatsby" lent to him by Rin Kiyono.

He had to force himself to do what he didn't want to do, to make himself great.

"Bending over, stretching, jumping, running, ......"

7 o'clock to 8 o'clock memorize English and Chinese;

From 8:30 to 11 a.m., I went to the library to read a biography of a person who is beneficial to my life, and kept thinking about whether there was any inspiration for 'revenge on Kujou Miki';

From 2 to 4 p.m., including biology, modern society, mathematics, and art;

He usually worked hard enough in English and Chinese, and he read it in the morning, so he didn't put it here.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, go to the nearby newly opened citizen swimming pool, a 50-meter-long pool, you must swim ten round-trips;

After that, I was very hungry because of strenuous exercise, and I ate supper for two days in a row.

At 9 p.m., start listening to the English radio while lifting dumbbells or doing push-ups;

Go to bed at 11 o'clock on time.

Watanabe Toru simply insisted on such a schedule for two days, but he was afraid that he could only last two days, so he was prepared for a long-term and inert struggle.

'I can't even control myself, how can I find Kujou Mihime for revenge? ’

He encouraged himself like this.

While living in strict accordance with the schedule, Toru Watanabe gradually became excited in his heart.

Last Monday after 7 o'clock in the morning, Miki Kujou casually agreed to be his girlfriend, and next Monday after 7 o'clock will be soon.

The completion of the Nine Meiji Raiders rewarded 200,000 points, which is 40 times that of Yuzao Haomei, what about the sign-in bonus that week? Will it also be 40 times?

He deserves it, right?

If it weren't for the luck of swiping out the [Healing Medicine], he would have died at the hands of Kujou Mihime - and now he is still at risk of being killed at any time, let alone the "Raiders".

'I hope to get a great reward!' ’

With this expectation in mind, on Sunday morning, Toru Watanabe was complained by someone downstairs for doing gymnastics at half past six in the morning on a day off and stomping on the floor.

He apologized and promised to do it outside in the park in the future.

In the afternoon, Toru Watanabe received potatoes from his parents again, and he made potato beef curry, which tasted good because the curry seasoning was sold in the supermarket.

After dinner, get some sleep, Monday is coming.