The big white bed, the window was a little open, and the light and thin curtain swayed like a jellyfish in the breeze.

Kujo Miji's long hair was scattered, and her body curled up slightly, and the quilt on her chest rose and fell, making a slight breathing sound.

After a while, she rolled over in her sleep, her hair pulling pain.

She didn't keep her eyes open, and raised her hand to slap it on the other side of the bed, but only the soft quilt was struck.

After squinting for a while, Kujou Miki sat up yawning, the quilt slipping off, the new pajamas on her upper body were all wrinkled, and the threads on her chest buttons were even more broken.

This is the second set of pajamas yesterday, and I said I would sleep, but it still hurt my hands.

The person who made the clothes like this is gone, and just now she accidentally suppressed her long hair.

I took off my pajamas, went to the bathroom and took a brief flush, put on a comfortable blouse and tunic skirt, and walked slowly downstairs.

The maid immediately brought the prepared breakfast to the table.

Kujou Miki was eating while reading the information that should have been read last night.

After eating, she didn't feel that the usual amount was enough, so she asked her to make a little more, and in between reading the information, she noticed the sunflowers in the vase.

The insertion was crooked, individual shrunken petals were not picked, and excess leaves were not removed.

When the orchestral national competition is over, let him learn flower arrangement.

As she thought about this, she suddenly heard a faint sound of rushing water from the backyard.

Kujou Miki's face suddenly became ugly.

The backyard is a swimming pool, she doesn't like people to touch her, including items, even the clothes are worn by herself, and the pool is impossible for anyone to enter.

"Who's behind?" She asked a maid beside her.

The maid lowered her head in fright by the gloom between her eyebrows, put her hands in front of her, and replied in a panic, "It's Master Watanabe." ”

Kujou Mihime was stunned, originally thought it was a maid who didn't want to die, but she didn't expect it to be Toru Watanabe.

This person usually goes back early in the morning for morning exercises, but he didn't leave today?

"Go, keep him quiet."

"Yes." The maid hurried towards the pool with small, swift and silent steps.

After a while, she drank her second glass of milk, and Toru Watanabe walked in before he could button up his shirt.

"Your pool is too small."

"It's not meant for you to work out." Kujou Mihime put down the cup, supported the side face with her hand, and answered perfunctorily while looking at the tablet.

Toru Watanabe walked over and drank her milk in one gulp, but still felt thirsty.

He said to the maid, "Please bring two more glasses." ”

"Yes."

"I don't need to." Kujou Miki said lazily.

After the maid left, she looked at Toru Watanabe, who was buttoning her shirt, "Why didn't you go back today?" ”

"I don't have to practice my oboe anymore."

"Haven't you been practicing with Kiyono for the past two days?" Miki Kujou said in an indifferent tone.

"That's something I can't do."

"So what do you have to do today? What's up? ”

"I'll be with you."

"I want to work."

"Then you accompany me."

Miki Kujou pursed the corners of her mouth in disgust and withdrew her gaze.

"Thank you." Toru Watanabe took the milk directly from the maid's hand and sat down under Miki Kujo, "How about it, let's go shopping together later and see what movies there are?" ”

"Didn't I tell you I had a job?"

"Then I'll help you, just study it."

"You? Peace of mind when you are your son-in-law, don't think about useless things. "Kujou Miki rests her right leg on her left leg, and the slipper on her left foot hangs on her toe and shakes gently.

"You look down on me?" Toru Watanabe took a sip of milk, "Am I the kind of person who plots against your family's property?" ”

"Isn't it?"

"I'm for Mihime's body!"

"Talk all day long, be honest."

"So are you going or not?" Toru Watanabe asked.

"No, no."

"That's it."

"Can't you hear what I'm saying?" Kujou Miki raised her gaze and spoke in an awe-inspiring tone.

"The book I read says that girls' words should be understood in reverse, and you said you went to bed last night, but didn't you also play with me until the second half of the night?"

Kujou Mihime stretched out her left foot, separated her toes from her second toes, and grabbed the flesh on Watanabe's waist: "Who woke me up?" ”

"Blame you for being too beautiful, blame me for loving you too much." Toru Watanabe scooped up her feet, put them on his lap, and squeezed them gently.

"Don't say it's so nice."

"I'm only for you, that's why Mei Ji is you."

"You try to be with other people." Miki Kujou said in an indifferent tone.

"Sorry, I can't, I don't feel anything about anyone else." Toru Watanabe resolutely refused.

The maids were amused by him, and Kujou Mihime swept around, and they immediately fell silent again.

"I'm on leave today, do I want to go?" Toru Watanabe patted the beautiful legs in his hands.

Kujou Miki didn't speak, looking at the tablet in her hand.

"If you don't speak, you agree!" Toru Watanabe put her leg down and drank all the milk in one go, then stood up, "Let's go, change clothes!" ”

He walked up behind Miki Kujo, picked him up and went upstairs.

Walking on the stairs, Kujou Miki nestled in his arms, yawned and said, "Aren't your legs weak?" ”

"Your legs are weak?" Toru Watanabe lowered his head and asked.

“...... No. ”

Looking at her grim eyes, Toru Watanabe wisely chose to shut up.

Miki Kujo is the eldest lady, and her cloakroom, like the boutique in the Aoyama Itchome trendy shopping area, is a large space about four meters high, where the latest seasonal clothes are regularly delivered from various brands.

Recently, men's clothes are also being sent so that Toru Watanabe, who came to stay overnight, can change them.

"What do you want to wear?" Toru Watanabe put her on the couch in the cloakroom.

"Nope."

"You can't be born naked, then I won't allow it, you can only be watched by me."

"Eun." Miki Kujou was lying on her back on the sofa, looking bored.

"How about dressing up as a civilian today?"

"Hmm." Kujou Miki replied lazily, "You choose." ”

Toru Watanabe looked at the rows and chose black short sleeves with a string of English letters printed on them, followed by a crimson cardigan sweater with jeans underneath.

He chose a black and red baseball jersey jacket and black slacks.

After changing their clothes, regardless of the price of the clothes, the two of them look no different from ordinary high school couples, except that their appearance is a little higher.

Without taking the car, Toru Watanabe and Miki Kujo walked hand in hand and left the villa area, along the Mita Line railway, and walked towards the Jimbocho bookstore area.

It was October 11th, a Sunday afternoon, and the weather was clear.

The tram rumbled by, and the sunlight shone through the yellowed leaves of the street trees, caressing every passerby;

The couple who came to meet him, his girlfriend held her boyfriend's hand, always looking at him with a smile on her face, and her boyfriend also responded with a smile, and the two whispered;

Three female college students sit on roadside chairs, holding crepes in their hands, their heads together, and they pouting and taking selfies;

A group of men passing by, pushing each other, one man jumped on the back of the other, almost crushing the person down;

Across the road, an old man with a dog and another woman carrying a shopping bag stood at the corner of the street waiting for a traffic light.

The two walked for about ten minutes, and Miki Kujo felt her body heat up, so she took off her cardigan half-off and hung it on her wrist.

Her figure was thin, but it was pleasant to the touch, and then because of this natural and elegant thinness, it set off the bulge of her breasts.

Toru Watanabe couldn't help but reach out and wrap his arms around her beautiful thin waist.

"It's hot." Kujou Miki let him hold him, her hand fanning lightly, "Find a place to rest." ”

"Let's go there." Toru Watanabe pointed to a bookstore on the side of the road, and his eyes fell on her small, white ears.

Miki Kujou nodded.

There is no air conditioning in the bookstore, but perhaps because of the small number of books, plus the negative floor, the temperature is much lower than outside.

The two of them descended the stairs to the basement floor and walked to the corner.

Toru Watanabe sat down on a chair in front of the bookshelf that was decorated like a staircase.

"You can sit too." Toru Watanabe moved to the handrail of the stairs to give up his place inside.

Kujou Mihime looked at the staircase and was disgusted, but sat down next to him anyway.

"It's better to come to a place like this than to work from home." She said.

"How so? And at the beginning of this time, your physical strength is too weak. ”

"Tell me, what's the point of this kind of place?"

"Read a book." Toru Watanabe fell in front of her with his upper body up, and looked over the bookshelf by the stairs.

His gaze swept over the rows as far as his hand could reach: ""Flying Birds"? That's it, I'll read you Tagore's poems. ”

"Can you be a little more bored?" Kujou Miki hugged her arms and said angrily.

Toru Watanabe thought about it and had to admit: "It's a little boring. ”

Probably, no one will come to the bookstore with their girlfriend on Sunday to rest, and even if they do, they will not sit here and read Tagore to their girlfriend.

Toru Watanabe won't either, but except for Tagore, the books in his hand are full of poetry collections by poets he doesn't know.

"Everything is Silent as a Mystery" by Polish female writers, "I Like All" by Meiling Kaneko, "Leaves of Grass" by American poets, "Selected Poems of Wordsworth" by British poets......

Who knows.

I have to thank the motherland for putting "Flying Birds" into the scope of the college entrance examination, otherwise Watanabe Toru only knows that Tagore is an Indian poet, but he doesn't know who the author of "Flying Birds" is.

Toru Watanabe patted her right hand on Kujo Mihime's plump thighs, and he comforted her.

Then, with his left hand, he single-handedly opened the new "Flying Birds" that looked like he had just bought it, but had been there for a while.

"Man is a newborn child, and his strength is the strength of growth." Yin and Yang finished reading in frustration, and Toru Watanabe turned his head to look at Mihime Kujo, "What do you mean?" ”

"You ask me?"

"I don't understand either." Toru Watanabe subconsciously touched the flesh on her leg and continued to read, "I have stars in the sky, but, alas, the little lamp in my house is not on." ”

"Rabindranath Tagore can win the Nobel Prize for Literature?"

"Wait a minute, Mei Ji, you're so rude to say that. If you don't understand, it only proves that your education level is not enough, or your aesthetics are inconsistent. ”

"You're number one in liberal arts, you know?"

"I'll take a look at it, maybe I'll understand."

Kujou Miki gave Toru Watanabe a blank look and waved his squeezing hand away.

Toru Watanabe didn't miss the touch of her thighs, holding a book in one hand, turning the page in the other, reading it for a while, and saying, "Ah, this sentence is good." ”

"Read it and hear it." Kujou Mihime answered softly, her elbows resting on her knees, her hands holding her face, and her eyes looking at the poetry book in his hand.

"A melancholy voice, nesting in the passing years. It sang to me at night, "......" After reading it, Toru Watanabe turned his head to look at Mihime Kujo, "I love you." ”

"Hmm."

"The reaction is too cold, isn't it? I'm saying, 'I love you,' eh. ”

"Aren't you reciting poetry?"

"It's called lyricism through poetry." Toru Watanabe struck a flash of inspiration, "Ah, haven't I already resonated with Tagore?" Mei Ji, maybe your boyfriend and I will be the Nobel Prize winner in literature in the future! ”

"It's hard to say." Kujou Miki held her chin and raised her face to look into his eyes with a smile.

He has a book of poems in his hand, and if you ignore his nonsense, he looks very juvenile when he talks eloquently.

Toru Watanabe looked at Mihime Kujo, facing the dim and bright light on the first floor, her beautiful face dyed soft gold.

Looking at this face that belongs to him, sweetness and happiness welled up in his heart.

"Mei Ji, my beautiful princess, can I kiss you?" He laughed and whispered.

"That's what Tagore said?"

"Hmm."

"I'll punish you for lying to me."

"Rabindranath Tagore once said that silence is a virtue, but to be silent in front of someone you like is cowardice, so he will gladly admit that he said what he just said."

"Flim Flam." Kujou Miki sneered and scolded.

"Okay, I said, but it doesn't matter."

Toru Watanabe tossed Tagore and his "Birds" aside, and reached out to hold Kujou Miki in his arms.

"Anything else you'd like to say?" He pressed his forehead against her and whispered, "If not, I'm going to kiss." ”

"I gave permission." The queen in Toru Watanabe's arms ordered.

Toru Watanabe looked into her eyes, and Miki Kujo also looked into his eyes, and the two were not shy, only warm sweetness.

Toru Watanabe put his arm around her shoulders and quietly kissed her on the mouth.

Kujou Miki's shoulders trembled slightly, and then her body became as soft as ever.

Thirteen seconds later, the two separated.

"Mei Ji, my beautiful princess, I love you." Toru Watanabe's sigh-like voice sounded between the lips of the two of them slightly apart.

"I ...... too Love you. ”

The long black hair slid down his shoulders, and the sweet aroma of Kujo Mihime lingered on the tip of Watanabe's nose.

In the underground bookstore of Kanda Jimbocho, the two kissed intimately again.

After enough time for Toru Watanabe to memorize "Asuka Shu", the two of them were ready to leave the used bookstore, which had no customers.

When she got up, Toru Watanabe accidentally stepped on Kujou Mihime's cardigan that she didn't know when it slipped off, and she glared at him, but said nothing.

Toru Watanabe helped her clean the ashes and went to the counter to buy "Asuka Collection".