Kujou Miki got up and left the table, and after the faint sound of the door closing, Toru Watanabe crawled out of the futon in the direction where Rin Kiyono was.

After all his bodies came out, he fell to the ground as if exhausted.

Hot face, pressed against the cold floor:

"Shhh~"

The whole person came to life.

"Watanabe, are you alright?" Koizumi Kina said with concern.

"Alive." Toru Watanabe replied weakly.

He shifted his position slightly, and the piece was no longer ice enough.

Rin Kiyono took his hardcover book and opened it slowly:

"I don't understand why you're hiding, and you're not doing anything wrong, or are you already afraid of her like this?"

"Who says I didn't do anything wrong? You forgot? When Miki came, I wasn't talking to you. Toru Watanabe turned over again.

This is, of course,.

Imagine that your girlfriend walks into a room and sees her boyfriend sitting in a quilt with three beautiful women, playing games and punishments that are very ambiguous - such as feeding oranges.

Ordinary girls will definitely be angry when they see it, not to mention the extremely possessive Miss Mihime Kujo.

And once she gets angry, it's not as simple as ignoring people.

Toru Watanabe and Rin Kiyono are also forgotten, one suffers from flesh and skin, and they will reconcile in bed at night, a meaningless battle of words.

But what about Koizumi Kina and Akiko? These two "innocent" teachers will definitely be unlucky and are very likely to leave their jobs.

"Love words? Less nonsense. Rin Kiyono said dissatisfied.

"Doesn't Kiyono-san like me like this?" Toru Watanabe laughed, staring at her expression from top to bottom.

"Where did you see that? At most, I can only say that I don't hate it. ”

"A classic answer! I've read in books that girls don't hate it, they actually like it. ”

"Watanabe-san, read less inexplicable books, you are mentally abnormal, I am afraid that you will really be admitted to a mental hospital one day."

"Shy? But it doesn't matter, I like the way Kiyono-san says this. ”

"What is it going to take to cure your self-righteous disease?"

"Let me touch your legs? It feels like it's going to be effective again. ”

"Forget it, you can continue to be sick." Rin Kiyono refused without thinking.

"I'm not a child anymore, what are you wrinkling with me now!"

"Shut up."

"Okay."

The abrupt beginning, singing and harmonizing, fast-paced, and inexplicable ending of the dialogue between the two have no room for a third person to interject at all.

Looking at them like this, Koizumi Kina remembered a long time ago.

Actually, it won't be long, probably by the end of this spring, when summer is about to begin.

She invited the two who had a bad relationship to help tutor the students who needed to take the make-up exam, and as a thank you, she invited them to eat barbecue.

At the barbecue restaurant, in front of the two people who were arguing, she said, 'You will definitely become friends, and maybe you can become closer comrades-in-arms than friends.'

Now, it has really become intimate, although not a comrade-in-arms, but a lover.

Koizumi Qingna was a little emotional, and said to the two with a smile: "The relationship between the two of you has become very good." ”

"It's not very good, it's very good, Kiyono-san is my most important friend." Toru Watanabe moved a face forward and pressed his face to the new ground.

"What about Kumiko, who I like, I like, who I like so much?" Rin Kiyono pinched the footer with her fingers, her eyes still falling on the book.

Toru Watanabe was a little speechless for a while: "...... That's how I introduced her to you? ”

"Don't you still use LINE to chat? That's why Kujo-san, who came to you just now, right? ”

"Kumiko and I are just like-minded friends, and my liking for her is just an ordinary like, if it's really a 'I like my favorite Kumiko' relationship, how dare I throw my phone away."

"What do you mean, it's not ordinary to like me?"

"Of course....... Confidentiality. ”

"The response is pretty fast." Rin Kiyono praised.

"Thanks for the compliment." Toru Watanabe is modest.

Die early if you don't react quickly.

"Then again, Watanabe, you look very experienced, you don't do this kind of thing, right?" Akiko eats four oranges that belong to the victor and teases.

"What experience!"

For an hour in the kotatsu, Toru Watanabe, who has always been good at summarizing, deeply reflected countless times.

He said: "It's because I have no experience that I chose to drill the kotatsu furnace for the first time, and I almost died of heat!" ”

Akiko and Koizumi Kina ate and laughed, and although they were 25 years old, their laughter was as beautiful as a girl.

"Eat oranges to hydrate." Koizumi handed him an orange.

"Thank you, teacher." Toru Watanabe didn't eat it, but put the orange with a cold skin on the side of his face.

After resting for a while, he sat up slowly when the sweat on his body was dry and his face was not hot.

"I'm going to go back to the shower, and I'm covered in sweat." He turned his gaze to Rin Kiyono, who was reading a book, "Are you leaving?" ”

"Well, then I'll take my leave." Rin Kiyono got up from the kotatsu and elegantly straightened the folds on her white dress.

Toru Watanabe took the tea for an hour and drank it in one gulp, and took the orange.

Koizumi Kina sent the two to the door.

"What a kid these days!" Akiko began to peel the third orange, "'long, many, large' can be uttered. ”

Koizumi Kina sat in the kotatsu, thinking of their complicated relationship, frowning and worried:

"I don't know how long Watanabe can hide it."

"That kid is to blame, who let him step on two boats." Akiko stuffed an orange into his mouth, "Qingna, you've doted on him too much, maybe one day he begs you to be one of his girlfriends, and you may agree." ”

"Don't talk nonsense! We are a teacher-student relationship! ”

"Yes, yes, it's a close teacher-student relationship. But then again, you say, Kujou Miki said a lot, how big is it? How many tablespoons? Or a test tube? ”

Hearing her say this, Koizumi Kina subconsciously imagined the scene in his mind.

Immediately, she complained helplessly and shyly: "Huangzi, can you not talk about this kind of thing." ”

"What are you shy, it's not like the three of us haven't said it." Akira disagreed.

******

As Koizumi Kina said, the snow is indeed falling heavily, densely, and rushing in.

But because there is no wind, it is not too cold.

The two of them stepped on their feet, and their shoes rubbed against the snow, making a faint 'crunch' sound.

Toru Watanabe stared at the snow-capped mountains standing in the distance and slowly exhaled.

The white mist, like a slowly building bridge, seemed to be built all the way up to the snow-capped mountains.

Rin Kiyono's eyes were as clear as the aurora, and he looked at him for a long time before he finished exhaling this breath.

"It's amazing." She nodded.

"I'm a lot." After saying that, Toru Watanabe regretted it, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this." ”

Nonsense is nonsense, and for Rin Kiyono, he doesn't want to make other nasty jokes other than his legs.

"What exactly does 'volume' mean?" Rin Kiyono asked.

"You don't know?" Toru Watanabe looked at her in surprise.

Rin Kiyono saw it as a provocation, she brushed the long hair off her shoulders and said proudly:

"Asking people who are inferior to me about things I don't know is also one of the smartest things for me."

Looking at her little face as white as snow, and her pupils purer than the clear winter sky, Toru Watanabe didn't explain what she meant by 'big volume'.

He reached out and patted her on the back:

"R-san, you're fallen."

Back in the boys' dormitory, there was already a layer of snow on the top of my head and shoulders.

Keisuke Saito: They are still playing mahjong, and everyone plays cards as if they are going to smash mahjong.

Toru Watanabe took out the one that hadn't touched a single snowflake from inside his clothes and put it on the head of the bed.

I took my clothes and toothbrush again, and went into the dormitory bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower.

After taking a shower, I leaned back on the bedside and read a book for a while, feeling sleepy in Proust's page-long esoteric French sentences, and then fell asleep.

Toru Watanabe was woken up by Keisuke Saito.

"What time is it?" He propped up his upper body.

"The snow has stopped, get up." Keisuke Saito replied that it was possible at any time, and hurriedly turned around to change his clothes.

Toru Watanabe looked out the window.

The snow did stop.

The clouds that had obscured the sky had dispersed, and the madder sun poured down on the snow.

The whole world seems to have become a kotatsu, and the sun that is about to sink in the west is the electric heater at the bottom of the table, which glows orange and yellow.

"Watanabe, hurry up, let's go to dinner together!" Osamu Kunii shouted.

"You guys, I'll accompany my girlfriend."

After the four of them left, Toru Watanabe got dressed and walked out of the room.

The road that had been cleared was filled with thumb-width snow again.

There are several campsite employees shoveling snow.

The boys in Class 3 next door were building snowmen, and from time to time they slapped snowballs on their heads while their classmates were unprepared.

The snowball battle is about to break out, and it even affects Toru Watanabe, who is passing by.

"Watanabe? Sorry, sorry, mistake. The man smiled and apologized.

"It's okay."

When the man turned around and continued to fight with his friend, Toru Watanabe bent down, rubbed a snowball, and smashed it into their collars.

Suddenly, the group of people jumped up and down on the spot like ants stepping on a hot fire.

It's obviously sub-zero weather, but he desperately pulls his clothes.

Toru Watanabe laughed and quickly slipped away.

******

Miki Kujou came back from Koizumi Kina's room and immediately took a shower and changed into new pajamas.

Lying on the soft bed, nestled in the comfortable quilt, Toru Watanabe turned his phone upside down.

Browser history, photo albums, LINE chat history, none of them were missed. Except that the chat history was cleaned up thoroughly, there was nothing that made her unhappy.

I fell asleep in a daze, and woke up that the snow was already small.

Sitting by the window, facing the burning fireplace, I pulled out the slabs and papers and got to work.

After a long time, the door suddenly opened, and at the same time there was a smug laugh.

She didn't look back—the only one with her house key was Toru Watanabe.

"A bunch of garbage, you have to mess with me! Hahaha! ”

"What's so proud?" She asked, her eyes continuing to scan the papers in her hand.

"Mei Ji, listen to me!" Toru Watanabe walked over with the cold air outside, "I was on the way here just now, and I walked well, but the guy from the third class had to provoke me, and I was beaten to the ground by myself, and I didn't leave a piece of armor behind." ”

"That's all you need."

Toru Watanabe sat on the sofa with a butt: "This little bit of interest will catch up with you, no matter how big the output is, it will be enough." ”

"Flim Flam." Kujou Miki said lightly.

"By the way, did you see my phone? Suddenly I couldn't find it. Toru Watanabe asked, as if remembering.

"On the bedside."

Toru Watanabe threw himself on the bed and reached for his phone, Miki Kujou said, "You deleted your chat history very diligently. ”

"Did you see my phone?"

"Can't see it?"

"Of course you can, but I'll show yours too." Toru Watanabe said.

Kujou Miki snorted softly in a nasal voice, not stopping Watanabe from rummaging through her phone.

"Password?" Toru Watanabe asked.

"It's my birthday."

"Your birthday?"

Kujou Miki raised her head and said with a smile, "You don't know? ”

"How could I not know."

Toru Watanabe typed in 0909, the phone was unlocked, and the email and chat history were clicked in as soon as possible.

Although it was a joke, he instinctively got serious when he checked.

The chat history, photos, and folders were all read once, and they were all some materials and photos of the two of them.

There are also leg photos or something, but these are also in his phone.

Next up is social media.

Toru Watanabe found something interesting - the video of the wind music competition, and it was all his footage.

"Nagoya," he said, "boring." ”

After saying that, he also glanced at Kujou Miki meaningfully.

As he continued to slide down, Miki Kujou snatched the phone.

"What did you just do?" She asked coldly.

"Reading and sleeping in the dormitory, not playing mahjong."

"What are you seeing?"

“。”

"Recite it to me."

So, Toru Watanabe memorized the passages he read in the afternoon in French.

“”

After memorizing a sentence, Miki Kujo continued to recite in French while processing the document:

“

She speaks fluent French and is very beautiful.

Toru Watanabe leaned back on the sofa, and then backed:

“”

Outside the window, the snow is shining.

At sunset, some people shovel snow, some have snowball fights, and some pile up various sculptures.

Inside the house, by the burning fireplace, the two of them carried each other one by one.

After Kujou Miki finished reciting, Toru Watanabe clapped his hands.

"Bow to the wind." He said admiringly.

"Did you not remember the following, or did you not want to memorize it?" Miki Kujou asked casually in a tone of 'it doesn't matter what the answer is'.

At this time, she was wearing pajamas similar to dresses, tied with streamers around her waist, and the graceful curves of her thin waist were vividly displayed.

At the neckline, you can see the delicate and attractive collarbone.

"I didn't expect you to watch Mei Ji too." Toru Watanabe was a little surprised.

Kujou Miki didn't answer, just gave a perfunctory 'um' and continued to browse through the documents in her hand.

Toru Watanabe poured himself a glass of water and sat idly for a while.

In the end, I was bored, and reached out and grabbed the soft palms of Kujo Miji, admiring the round nails like shells.