my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 101

On July 7, the day after the dance, the summer vacation officially began.

Watanabe Che still got up at six and went out for a run.

But the running route has changed.

Because he was always running on the bustling Shinjuku Avenue, he seemed to have really become Forrest Gump, attracting many onlookers.

These boring guys treat him as a tourist attraction or an anecdote in Shinjuku!There was even a TV show dedicated to interviewing him!

So starting today, he decided to run in the morning on the streets of a residential area where he doesn't mind his own way.

Route: Home - Suka Shrine

The residential area in Yotsuya is quite dense with narrow roads.

In July, the blue sky is broad and the sun is just right. The various vegetation such as creepers and evergreens shimmer with dazzling green, and occasionally beautiful hydrangea can be seen.

There are a lot of ramps here, almost catching up with the number of roadside vending machines.

After running the uphill road called 'Tennozaka', even Watanabe Che, who insisted on exercising, was out of breath when he came to the Suka Shrine, and beads of sweat the size of pearls rolled down his fair and handsome face.

Watanabe Che sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the shrine, listened to the cicadas chirping from the shrine, and took a gulp of soda.

"Drinking rubbish drinks early in the morning, young people today." The three old women strolling around the shrine looked at Watanabe Che's face and the drink in his hand.

"If you don't drink it now, will you drink it when you are old?" Watanabe Che replied loudly.

So the old ladies looked at him even more disliked.

While pointing at Watanabe Che and talking head to head, he disappeared at the corner of the downhill road.

Watanabe Che took another gulp, sighed contentedly full of carbon dioxide, and then pointed the soda bottle with the marbles at the sun.

The patterns on the glass reflect dream-like colors under the sunlight.

After resting for a while, I ran home to take a shower, changed into my school uniform and set off for school.

Although there are fewer people on the campus during the summer vacation, it is still very lively. The enthusiastic shouts of youth from the sports club on the playground can spread throughout all the corridors and atriums of the school.

The training of the playing club became more and more heavy as it entered the sprint stage, under the pressure of Rin Kiyono.

One of the things she often says now is: "Before taking a bath and before going to bed, you must memorize the melody. Those who don't put in the best effort don't deserve to enter the national competition."

Even Takashi Watanabe, whose oboes are gradually becoming superb, could not escape being scolded.

"Watanabe-san, don't you know that the oboe of the piece I choose is important?"

"Watanabe-san, why does it take so long to go to the toilet? Are you planning to live in it?"

"Watanabe-san, when you have time to play Jingle Bells and play games, why don't you practice your solo?"

"Watanabe, Watanabe, Watanabe," Watanabe Che threw the baseball in his hand, "I don't know my name is Watanabe! I want you to remind me!"

The crisp sound of a baseball hitting the ball pierced the summer sky at the end of July.

Osamu Kunai in the batting area shouted, "Good shot! Come again!"

Watanabe Che picked up another ball from the basket and threw it towards the strike zone.

The only sound in his ears was the whistling of the bat.

"Impossible! Carter Ball!" Kunai Xiu, who had swung the air, shouted in disbelief.

"Wrong! It's a Pokémon Ball!" Watanabe Che threw another Carter ball he didn't know what it was.

This time, the crisp sound of the metal ball hitting Kamigawa once again drew the attention of the crow standing on the top of the tree overlooking the school building.

After hitting the ball, the two came to the rest area near first base.

"Your ball speed has been getting faster and faster recently, and you even threw Carter's ball today. If it goes on like this, you can definitely come to the baseball club as a sparring partner."

"Do you underestimate me? My goal is to strike you out before the game starts in Jiaziyuan."

Kunii Osamu laughed in response to Watanabe Che's outrageous words.

He said, "By the way, when will the competition of the band begin?"

"August [-]th."

"That's not much time, no wonder I haven't heard the sound of the instrument resting at all recently."

"What about you?" Watanabe Che asked back.

"I have already beaten several schools, but I didn't play." Kunai Osamu pointed to a player who was training with the coach, "Uchida-senpai, with his high-speed ball alone, Kamigawa can get the "East Tokyo" district. Champion, the right to play in Koshien. "

"so smart?"

"Of course. Uchida-senpai is."

"Not about him. I mean, a good pitcher can make a team win?"

"Of course! Others can't hit your ball, can't score points, how can you win? But if the other side also has a good pitcher, it's in trouble."

Osamu Kunai excitedly told Watanabe Cheer about the match between the representatives of Hyogo Prefecture and the representatives of Aichi Prefecture in the 19th Koshien.

The pitchers on both sides were all the same characters as Lu Bu-Xiuyuan Kunai, which caused the batters on both sides to miss the ball they pitched, and the whole game never scored.

That game lasted for more than 4 hours, and the scoreboard couldn't hold the score, so it had to increase temporarily.

"However, a pitcher needs to be very, very strong in order to be in the limelight, and in 3 hits, only one hit is the batter's victory." In the end, Kunai Osamu, the batter, said.

The two chatted for a while. As soon as the coach of the baseball club whistled, all the players gathered immediately and continued to train under the scorching sun.

Watanabe Che stayed in the rest area for a while, when he heard the coach scolding at least ten lines of 'Bagga'.

It seems that no matter which club, the coaches have a virtue that likes to teach people.

"Watanabe-kun, do you want to drink water?" The female baseball manager with a particularly large chest brought a bottle of water over.

"Thank you, no need." Watanabe Che stood up, "I'm going back to practice too."

"Well, okay." The female manager smiled very cutely, "Thank you Watanabe-kun for always helping Kunai-san train."

"If only I could help." His current level is not as good as the baseball automatic pitching machine in entertainment venues.

When Watanabe Che returned to the music room, the other members had consciously started basic training and tuning.

Because playing mobile games would get scolded, Watanabe Che had no choice but to pick up the oboe, hold the reed without emotion, and start practicing.

After a while, Rin Kiyono walked into the music classroom.

"Start the ensemble."

"Yes!"

Towards the end of July, it was difficult to hear the wind section that woke Miki Yuuki. The performance of her performance is getting better and better, and the melody of the theme song and the free song is even more deeply in everyone's heart.

Kiyono Rin's guidance also started from basic content such as breathing, intervals, and rhythm to more difficult expressions.

"Stop. Didn't I say here, you have to play emotionally, why is the rhythm still fragmented after practicing so many times? You must practice here today."

"Yes!"

A lot of people listened to what felt okay, and she always figured out the problem.

However, before Watanabe Che came out to absorb the hatred, Rin Kiyono said that there was a problem. Everyone didn't believe it, or they knew that they were in a mood of confrontation and deliberately didn't change it. But now, although various emotions are inevitable, at least they will follow the guidance. to practice hard.

Because of looking at Rin Kiyono objectively, everyone gradually came to know her brilliance.

Even if she is suddenly appointed as a judge of the wind music competition, the people in the Kamigawa wind music club should not be surprised.

Thinking of this, watching Kiyono Rin on the podium pointing the country, Watanabe Che said in his heart with great relief: 'That child was brought up by me. '

"Watanabe, the F pitch is up, do it again."

"..."

In such an instant, the music classroom was full of girls' snickering, probably meaning: 'You have today too! '

The only pity for them is that, for some reason, Watanabe Che is getting more and more handsome, so they can't find a place to attack him personally.

Time is so full and repeated towards the end of July, and strides towards August.

In the middle of the night of July 31st, Watanabe Che, who had finished training for the day, flipped through "The Great Matchmaker" borrowed from Kiyono Rin under the desk lamp.

This very short drama script is about a handsome adopted son and a beautiful adoptive mother who go in and out together. They are maliciously slandered by the citizens, and rumors spread that the two have an affair.

The adoptive father went from unbelief at the beginning, to doubtful belief, to the last anger.

The adopted son and adoptive mother, who had nothing to do with each other at first, supported each other with the "help" of these rumor spreaders, and finally came together.

These rumor spreaders are the "connectors" in the title of the book, and the word great is extremely ironic.

'Sure enough, 'amazing' is better. '

Watanabe Che has no interest in drama. In addition to learning Spanish, he wants to know what Rin Kiyono thinks when he reads this script with the theme of extramarital affairs as a woman and a beautiful girl.

Will you fantasize about the kind of plot between the adopted son and the adoptive mother?
'Why would I be interested in this?Men's bad taste? ' Watanabe Che was thinking so, when the alarm clock on the mobile phone rang.

00:00
He closed the book.

【New Product: Beauty Cream】

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Watanabe Che covered his face with his hands, closed his eyes in thought, his face expressionless.

Should have known long ago.

Don't get your hopes up on the system.

[Skills: Beginning - Appendectomy (100), Master - Acting (1000), Proficient - Shooting (1), Master - Massage (10)]

Although I couldn't understand the meaning of "appendectomy", "shooting" and "massage" made Watanabe Che sober up in an instant.

"Shooting" is not a master level, but Watanabe Che guessed that Yuki Miki's bodyguard, Shizuryu, her "shooting" is almost proficient.

There is no problem with this exchange, the key is the <master-level massage> of [-] points, whether to exchange it or not.

Yuuki Miki promised him that as long as she was comfortable with her, he would be allowed to use the gun club freely.

Whether it is access to guns and ammunition, or a suitable gun practice venue, a government-approved gun club is very important to Watanabe.

With the right to use the club, he can even practice "shooting" to a master level by himself.

Although it was difficult, he was never afraid of difficulties and never slack off.

However, the exchange of [-] points for a "massage" that is not very useful, and only these are exchanged, which is not worthwhile.

Especially when he basically won't have any more points to earn besides Miki Yuuki's sign-in reward.

However, the system can even brush out something as exaggerated as "Fu Bon Dance", who knows how long it will take to get a suitable skill.

Watanabe Che thought about it for a while, then let it go.

I really can't bear the [-] points.

Anyway, as long as she doesn't do anything wrong, Miki Yuuki shouldn't inject him with succinylcholine again now, or throw him out of the car.

After redeeming the <Proficient Level·Shooting> that could not change the status quo, Watanabe Che had a tasteless feeling and a pity to abandon it.

If it weren't for the exaggerated skills refreshed by the system, and the pressure from Miki Yuuki, he really didn't want to exchange for proficient skills.

Glancing at the [Points: 23] on the system interface, Che Watanabe made the bed, turned off the lamp, and went to sleep.

In August, Rin Kiyono borrowed a concert hall.

Just like getting familiar with the exam room, the playing department practiced, practiced, and practiced like crazy in this concert hall.

Watanabe Che, who has acquired the incredible shooting skills, still drinks his wave soda every day, and is stared at by the old woman of the shrine and Rin Kiyono, and his daily life has not changed.

On the morning of the competition, the school bus and truck stopped in front of the club building.

Watanabe Che went up and down. As one of the few boys in the playing department, he couldn't escape the work of carrying musical instruments.

By the time he finished moving, he was too tired to move.

The percussion instruments, in particular, seemed too heavy for him, whose physical strength was currently only 6 points.

Asako Hanada showed her strange power for the first time, holding the 100-pound xylophone in both hands, humming a song and going down from the third floor, and then immediately stepped upstairs with cheerful steps to continue moving.

They didn't sweat a single drop in the summer -- they still wore long-sleeved school uniforms to make the game more formal.

It's terrible.

I'm really worried about her future boyfriend. If he is a scumbag, his head will be screwed off, right?
Sincerely hope to be a single-minded man like him, Amen.

After moving the instruments and checking again for forgotten things, lock the back door of the van and all the members get on the bus.

On the way to the stadium, the car was eerily quiet.

Some girls' faces, because of their nervousness, were so white that they seemed to be sent to the hospital at any time.

Kiyono Rin sat alone in the front row, closing his eyes and resting.

Mai Asuka took off her shoes, curled up in a chair, and played a music game with headphones on.Asako Hanada, who was sitting beside her, stared blankly at the receding scenery outside the window.

In the back row, Watanabe Che was sitting with a boy from the trombone department, also playing music games.

"Haomi-chan, are you nervous?" the boy whispered to Tamamo Haomi who was across the road.

"Don't talk to me now!" Yuzao said angrily.

There was not a trace of blood on her beautiful snow-white face, her lips were muttering words, and she was reciting the trombone melody over and over again.

The boy was boring, and because he was so nervous that he couldn't calm down, he turned his attention to Watanabe Che.

Although Watanabe Che is an enemy of men on the outside, what he does—whether it’s confessing in public, not flirting with other girls, or “old and middle-aged”—is a good buddy for boys.

"Watanabe, is your girlfriend here to cheer you on?"

"It's not a national competition. She wouldn't go to a convention like this."

"Is that so." The boy was silent for a while, then asked, "Are you nervous?"

"Fortunately."

"I really envy you. I'm so nervous that my hands are numb and cold. Would you like to touch it?"

"What!" Watanabe Che patted the hand he touched.

If he didn't succeed, the boy didn't care: "How can I be as nervous as you are?"

"Can you guys be quiet!" Yuzao Haomi warned in a low voice, the voices of the two were so noisy that she couldn't concentrate on memorizing music.

The boy's body shrank.

Watanabe Che clicked on the interface of the mobile phone: "Nervous, it means that the level is not good. A powerful person, eager to show off on the field quickly."

Tamamo Komi thinks Watanabe Che is talking about her!

Instantly irritated, two beautiful eyes stared at this side.

The boy in the middle couldn't wait to run away immediately--if there were no spare seats, and the proximity to Tamamo was so beautiful, he didn't want to sit with Watanabe Che, the most handsome guy in the school.

"For example, for me," Watanabe continued without raising his head, "because I have a very high level, as long as I perform, I will be praised, what's so nervous? Only those who are not good enough will be reviewed. mentality."

"Che Watanabe!"

"What's the matter?" Watanabe Che raised his head and met Tamamo's face so beautiful that he bit his lip.

"Why do you keep doing the right thing with me!"

"Haven't you heard a word? I don't want to be an enemy of you, I want to be an enemy of the world."

"You, you uh!!!"

When Watanabe Che said such a second line, he was actually rushing to liven up the atmosphere. Who knew that Tamamo Kaomi didn't understand the reason at all, so he buried his face in his skirt and cried.

"This" Watanabe Che was speechless, and kept 'missing' on his phone.

The girls around him immediately denounced him, and the bus that was silent for a while turned out to be in full swing.

"What's the matter?" Qingye Rin walked over with his arms in his arms, his indifferent voice was like a mountain covered by heavy snow, and all the voices disappeared immediately.

"Watanabe made Haomi cry!"

"That's right!"

Kiyono Rin set his eyes on Watanabe Che.

"I do not have."

"Lie." Judge Kiyono Rin immediately gave a verdict.

"No, I made her cry, but my original intention was not to make her cry, but to liven up the atmosphere and make her less nervous."

Qingye Rin sighed and said weakly: "To comfort girls by bullying others, are you still a child?"

She took out a handkerchief and handed it to Tamamo Kaomi: "Tamazao-san, I apologize for him. Although Watanabe-san is ugly, he is a good person."

How can a good man feel scolding, although he is indeed a good man.

Under the comfort of everyone, Yuzao Haomi gradually calmed down, but still sobbed softly.

"Everyone keep quiet and keep your spirits up before the game." Kiyono Rin glanced at Che Watanabe with warning eyes, and turned back to his seat.

Watanabe Che saw that Tamamo's beautiful shoulders were still shaking, and felt sorry for him.

Making girls cry or something is really not something a man should do.

The car arrived at the destination, and when getting off the car, Watanabe Che said sorry to her with red eyes.

Tamamo Kaomi didn't say anything, and walked straight to the truck to pick up her trombone.

Watanabe Che, who couldn't help women, followed and helped unload the instrument.

Everyone took their own musical instruments, followed the staff to the preparation room, and used the tuner to tune.

"Is the sound tuned?" At some point, Rin Kiyono, who put on a neat black suit and turned into a beautiful boy, pushed open the door and walked in.

Her snow-white and crystal skin, against the background of the black suit, became more and more holy. Even in the summer, she would not feel any heat in her dress.

One head has 0mm lead powder-like black long hair tied into a ponytail, swaying with the body, slender and thin body, handsome face, has a fatal attraction to girls.

The girls in the playing department who usually don't look good to her have rosy cheeks and whisper, 'So handsome! ''Let me die! ' or 'How come I didn't find it before! ' and so on whispering.

There's even 'More handsome than Scumbag Watanabe! ' This kind of inexplicable line that sounds like a lie.

Everyone's attention made Rin Kiyono look down at his outfit, and then asked again indifferently, "Is the tone all set?"

"All right!"

"Sorry, I haven't!"

"Hurry up." Kiyono Rin said, "We have to practice the opening a few more times before going on stage."

"Yes!"

The first tone of the brass instrument ran away, and it was almost difficult to get back up again. This is something everyone knows, and no one has objected to Rin Kiyono.

Watanabe Che played a long, flirtatious note with his oboe, and said to Rin Kiyono, who was looking at him, "Handsome, Kiyono-san."

Kiyono Rin glanced at him with a 'you're all boring' look, and turned his eyes away, but the corners of his mouth raised an almost invisible arc.

"This handsome, among the boys I have met, no one can match you except me, and I Watanabe would like to call you the most handsome!"

Qingye Rin couldn't stand him, and said angrily: "If you have time to talk nonsense there, it's better to prepare well."

"How ruthless, do you know how hard it is to get my admission?"

Kiyono Rin tapped impatiently with his fingers on his arm, and was about to say something, when he saw Watanabe Che had already put the reed of the oboe in his mouth, posing a gesture of not interrupting my practice.

She pinched her brows, unable to hold him.

"The contestants of Kamigawa Private School, the time has come."

After the staff notified it, the brief practice period that hopefully never ended was over.

When he was about to play, Rin Kiyono looked at everyone: "Don't be nervous, as long as you play your practice level, I promise you: you will definitely enter the Kanto University of higher learning competition."

"Yes!" Everyone shouted nervously and nervously.

"Watanabe-san, is there anything you want to say?" Kiyono Rin said suddenly.

Watanabe Che pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Yeah." Rin Kiyono nodded, "You are the most important soloist, let me tell you a few words."

"Then..." Watanabe Che was about to ridicule the group, inspiring the power of hatred, but was stopped by Kiyono Rin's stern eyes.

"Well, I have nothing to say." Watanabe Che hesitated, "Let's sing a song to everyone."

Before everyone could react, Watanabe Che had already sang in his voice, which Rin Kiyono had concluded was hopeless.

"Yotani Hills, the school building that the crow skipped, our alma mater, Kamigawa."

Regardless of whether they hated him, liked him, or ignored him, all the members of the playing department followed him and sang the school song of Kamikawa Private School in unison.

"Kamigawa!"

"come on!"

Everyone took to the stage and took their place in their own trenches.

"The next performer is No. 30 No. [-], Tokyo Metropolitan Kamigawa Private School."

"The repertoire is "Four Seasons of Prosperity" composed by Chuan Xiuming, conductor: Rin Kiyono."

As soon as the host's voice fell, lights as bright as day filled the entire stage.

Kiyono Rin bowed his head to greet the audience, while applause broke out in the venue, accompanied by the sound of discussion - this is the first time I have seen such a young conductor.

Kiyono Rin raised his head and stepped onto the podium.

At the same time, the audience quieted down, all noise disappeared instantly, and all eyes were focused on the stage.

In this silence, the concert hall is filled with a frenzy, which is incredible.

Kiyono Rin raised the baton, and everyone picked up their instruments at the same time.She looked around at every face of the members of Group A, and every one of them looked at her.

Finally, she fixed her gaze on Watanabe Che.

The eyes of the two met, and at this moment, she waved the baton.

The flute and solo melodies are layered on top of each other, and on the score, it says "Crescendo!"

Then, the thick and full tone of the bass horn shook the air, and here was written "Listen to the melody! Listen to the melody! Listen to the melody!"

Euphonium catches up with the pace of the piece, writing "Intervals tend to get lower!"

"Look at the command!" "Make Watanabe scum look good!" "The third day of being laughed at".
The words written on the score with a pen have long been so dense that the score itself cannot be seen clearly, and the melody is unknowingly memorized in my heart.

After June, July, and into summer, the notes at the beginning have even begun to fade.

Kiyono closed his hands, and the concert hall was instantly silent.

Kiyono Rin slowly danced the baton and played the oboe solo!

The melodious, translucent and numbing sound bursts into the air!

Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, sat up straight, their hearts trembled, and goose bumps stood up.

At this time, no one in the playing club cursed Watanabe Che for a mistake.

The burning tension burned through the throat.

Tamamo is so beautiful, Asako Hanada, Mai Asuka, Misaki Komatsu, Miyagi of saxophone, Ishitani of flute, all have only one thought:
Go to the national competition!
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　　Because there are many high schools in Tokyo, the orchestra does not participate in the Kanto Competition and is an independent branch.But I wrote it like this, it is a novel after all, so let's just read it this way.

　　
　
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