my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 109 109. Kanto Competition (1)

At noon on the third day of the training camp, after the ensemble ended.

"This is the end of the training camp. Go back today, everyone can go home directly."

"Yes!"

Rin Kiyono looked around, his eyes resting on Che Watanabe whose eyelids kept falling.

"Tomorrow will continue to be high-intensity, so it's best to stay at home and have a good rest. There are only five days left before the Kanto Higher School Competition. Don't feel sleepy during practice."

"Yes!"

"Watanabe-san?"

"There's a reason why I've been dozing off today." Che Watanabe raised his foot and pointed at the mosquito bag: "There was a mosquito that was 'buzzing' all the time yesterday, and I did it for."

Before he finished speaking, Kiyono Rin had already withdrawn his gaze: "Disband."

"." Watanabe Che had forgotten that this woman could see through lies.

'The NPC has more powerful skills than the player, so something went wrong. With a remark in his heart, Che Watanabe pulled himself together and began to tidy up the music stand and chairs.

After moving the musical instruments and packing the luggage, the performance department took the school bus back to Shinjuku area, ending the three-day and two-night training camp.

Watanabe Che, who went to bed late and woke up early every day, insisted on exercising, was fine. Just because he went to the girls' dormitory at night and crawled on the ground for a while, he felt exhausted when he returned home.

Casually kicking off his shoes, walking into the entrance, turning on the air conditioner, and sitting down on the ground, Watanabe Che moaned contentedly.

The two goldfish caught in the summer festival were already dead in the fish tank, with their swollen bellies facing upwards.

Watanabe Che stared at it for a while, then slowly took out his phone to take a picture and sent it to Miki Yuuki.

[died]

[knew]

Five days passed quickly, and it was the afternoon before the Kanto University Competition.

In order to prepare for tomorrow's game, the training ended early.

Watanabe Che returned to the rental house and received a courier from his hometown, a duck.

The duck was raised by his father in the rice field. He originally wanted to wait for him to go back and kill it to eat, but because of the performance department, he stayed in Tokyo for the whole summer vacation.

"The ducks that ate weeds and pests were all killed, which means that the rice harvest is coming soon." Che Watanabe stared at the tied ducks and said to himself.

In a blink of an eye, he had a headache. Killing ducks from scratch is a very tedious task, such as bleeding, plucking and so on.

But it is not realistic to raise ducks or sell them.

After thinking about it, Watanabe took out his phone.

"What's the matter?" Yuki Miki's voice came over.

"My hometown sent me a duck, do you want to come to my place for dinner at night?" If there is a guest, the owner will have the motivation to toss the kitchen.

"Duck?" Miki Yuki was taken aback for a moment, "Why do you send this kind of thing here? Where is it not?"

"Duck in the rice field, is it relatively rare for ordinary Tokyo citizens? Are you coming?"

"So you want me to go to your place?" Yuuki Miki's tone was contemptuous and ambiguous.

"Hey, don't get it wrong. I'm purely alone and don't want to deal with ducks at all. Only when you come to eat will I have the motivation to cook."

"Is that right?"

"Of course. If there are no guests, who would bother to kill a duck? I definitely don't have the nasty idea of ​​'my girlfriend agrees to come to my house for dinner, so I agree to do that kind of thing'!"

Yuki Miki's laughter on the other side of the phone showed that she did not believe Watanabe Che's words at all.

What a headache.

If it was Rin Kiyono, he must know that Watanabe Che is a hospitable host without dirty thoughts.

"Okay, eight o'clock, I'll go to your place. Clean up."

"Wash it clean? Meggie, I'm really not a scum full of carnal desires, I..."

"I mean duck."

"Huh? Oh."

The phone hung up amid Miki Yuki's laughter. It seemed that she was in a good mood. Could it be that she had recently negotiated several deals and made billions of dollars?
Watanabe Che thought of Takashido who gave him a Lamborghini as soon as they met. The life of a rich man is unimaginable.

Since Yuki Miki agreed to come to eat, Watanabe Che didn't plan to be lazy, and boiled water to kill ducks.

He doesn't know how to cook, so he is going to boil duck soup and cook hot pot.

I asked my mother how to cook the soup, put the duck rack in the pot to cook the soup, and he went out to buy other ingredients.

On the afternoon of August 24th, it was very hot outside.

The asphalt roads and the roofs of the residential areas glistened in the sun, and the few pedestrians on the street tried their best to stick to the shade.

Watanabe Che walked into the mall with great difficulty, and let out a sigh of relief, his body was already sticky with sweat.

Standing at the air-conditioning outlet and blowing for a while, I strolled around the vegetable selling area of ​​the mall.

A plate of high-grade wagyu beef, shiitake mushrooms, green onions, chrysanthemum chrysanthemums, baby vegetables, enoki mushrooms, chrysanthemum chrysanthemums. There are many styles and few quantities.

Thinking that Miki Yuki likes to eat salmon, Che Watanabe put the most expensive plate of salmon in the mall into the basket.

Finally, I took a bottle of orange juice, paid the bill, and returned to the rental house sweating profusely.

In this weather, a person really doesn't want to cook, let alone kill ducks.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, seeing that it was almost time, I started washing rice, cooking rice, washing vegetables and arranging dishes.

After dark, before Miki Yuki came, he went to the store to buy a gas stove for camping.

Put the gas stove on the round low table, put the duck soup pot that has been burning all afternoon on it, and other dishes just fill the round table.

He raised his phone high, took a picture at the right angle, and sent it to his mother and Miki Yuki.

Watanabe Che turned on the TV, drank orange juice, and watched NHK's documentary on the severe weather in the northernmost tip of Hokkaido. After he had so much money that he didn't know what to do with it, he paid for it.

While waiting for Miki Yuki, the pot gurgled and the smell permeated the entire rental house.

Miki Yuki arrived on time at eight o'clock.

"It's finally here, I'm starving to death." Che Watanabe opened the door. .

Miki Yuki wore a simple short-sleeved dress with the hem tucked into the skirt, highlighting her graceful waistline.

She sat down at the low table and glanced at the dishes on the table: "After you called me, I didn't eat anything. If it doesn't taste good, let me down and punish you for dancing."

"You smell it." Watanabe Che made a gesture of invitation to the hot pot.

Miki Yuuki sniffed her small and delicate nose: "It's so-so."

"Smell carefully."

Miki Yuki sniffed it again: "I don't think the rice field duck is so special."

"It doesn't matter if it's a duck or not, it's all about my love," Watanabe Che said.

Yuki Miki gave Che Watanabe a sideways look, and picked up the glass he had prepared for her a long time ago: "Pour me a drink, and put some ice cubes."

"Has my love not been conveyed?"

Yuki Miki tapped the base of the glass on the table, signaling him to stop talking nonsense.

Watanabe Che was also hungry, so he stopped joking, first poured her a drink, added ice cubes, and then arranged the ingredients in the snow-white broth.

After everything is ready, the two start with the dishes that are easy to cook.

Watanabe Che picked a piece of duck meat for her and looked at her expectantly: "Try it."

Miki Yuuki didn't eat it right away, she took off the duck skin first, put it in Watanabe Che's bowl, and then took a bite of the duck meat.

"How is it?" Watanabe Che asked.

"Yes." Miki Yuuki nodded indifferently.

Che Watanabe is already very satisfied with such an evaluation, and it feels worthwhile to work all afternoon.

He threw the duck skin into his mouth.

Miki Yuki picked up a slice of cooked Wagyu beef herself, and nodded, feeling very good.

She ate a little dish, and asked Watanabe Che to add a bowl of rice to her.

"Are you busy recently?" Watanabe Che put the tofu full of soup into his mouth.

"There are a few projects, and I'm not very busy, but I'm not very free."

"Would you like to watch my game tomorrow?"

"The Kanto University Competition is boring, let's talk about the National Competition."

"You have confidence in me."

"I believe in the strength of that woman Rin Kiyono." Yuuki Mihime gave Watanabe a white look, and put the ingredients on the chopsticks into her mouth, but she was scalded by the potatoes.

She frowned, her little red tongue sticking out slightly.

Che Watanabe looked up and saw Miki Yuuki, and couldn't help laughing.

With a cold face, Miki Yuuki poured the bitten potatoes into his bowl.

The two chatted while eating, the hot pot gurgled, and the heat permeated between them.

After eating the hot pot, Watanabe leaned his back against the wall, drank the remaining orange juice, and watched the unfinished documentary.

Miki Yuuki was full, she lay her head on his lap, closed her eyes to digest.

A few strands of black hair slid down her face, and Che Watanabe used his index finger to gently and delicately tie the long hair behind her ears.

Miki Yuuki stretched out her hand and held the palm that Che Watanabe had brushed across her face.

Her hands were soft and thin, and Watanabe couldn't help kneading them gently.

The hot temperature passed through the skin, Yuki Miki felt very comfortable, as if she was having a massage, her face with her eyes closed quietly looked more lazy.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air, there were leftovers on the table, and there were occasional dogs barking outside the house.

After spending the duck-flavored night, that is, the Kanto Higher Education Competition, Watanabe Che came to the music classroom early as usual.

In the past, the only person who came earlier than him was Mai Asuka, but today there were three more people, all of whom were practicing seriously.

When Kiyono Rin came, the performance department practiced the specified piece and the optional piece from beginning to end several times.

Before starting to move the instruments, Rin Kiyono said, "Do you remember what our goal is?"

"National Competition Gold Medal!"

"That's right, so don't use up all your nervousness in the Kanto Higher Education Competition, and wait until the national competition to be desperately nervous."

The wind section laughed together, and the hand that was holding the instrument tightly relaxed.

When the laughter stopped, Kiyono Rin said again: "If you are really nervous, everyone should look at the music score in your hand."

Everyone's sheet music is tattered and covered with notes.

"Okay, let's go."

"Yes!"

The Kanto Higher Education Competition was held at an international conference venue in Tokyo's Bunkyo Ward.

Shinjuku, where Kamikawa is located, and Bunkyo, where the competition is held, are closely connected, which is why they have enough time to practice in the morning.

"Hey, you said that if we enter the national competition, do we have to go to Nagoya one day in advance?" On the bus, a boy said.

"Maybe." A girl replied.

"I really want to visit the castle tower!"

"I want to go to the Nagoya Institute of Higher Education, and my goal of further studies is the Faculty of Law of the Nagoya Institute of Higher Education."

"Tamamo, where do you want to go?" a boy asked.

Tamamo Haomi is much calmer than last time, maybe because she has the most notes on the score.

She raised her face and thought carefully, which was very attractive to boys.

"I want to go to the Yamazaki River to see cherry blossoms. I heard that there are hundreds of cherry trees on the one-kilometer walking path there."

"You idiot," Watanabe Che couldn't help but said, "The national competition is in November, where can I show you the cherry blossoms? Do you think you are Haruhi Suzumiya?"

"Who is Haruhi Suzumiya? Could it be that I am so beautiful!"

Is the focus here?Sure enough, a fool.

After getting off the bus, the fierce sunshine and heat waves hit our faces.

Everyone in long-sleeved school uniforms started sweating before entering the venue.The venue was crowded with students in all kinds of uniforms running around.

Yuzao Haomei and the others stayed in a corner, and every time they saw a team from a strong school, their tension would increase.

In their eyes, a school with great strength seems to be different in every word and deed.The neat uniform exudes a shocking sense of oppression.

There are even TV stations filming and interviewing.

"What should I do? My hands are shaking!"

"I can't even remember the melody! It's over, it's over, what's the sound at the beginning!"

"Stop talking, I'm about to be forgotten by you!"

Just as they were spreading uneasiness to each other, there was a sudden commotion at the entrance of the venue, and there was even a suppressed scream from a girl.

The people in the performance department subconsciously looked over, and the boys from the performance department of the Shenchuan private school walked in with a bottle of wave soda in their hands, sweating profusely.

There were sweaty boys carrying musical instruments all over the venue, and the girls paid attention to Watanabe Che.

He pulled the collar of the suit as if he couldn't bear the heat with one hand, because under the rolled up sleeves for carrying the instrument, there were well-proportioned and strong arms.

"That man is so handsome."

"Could it be an artist?"

"No, look at him in school uniform."

"Which school's uniform is that, I'm so envious!"

"It seems to be Kamikawa."

"Hey, isn't that a private school known for its promotion? I haven't seen them in competitions before."

For the first time in history, the girls in the wind section are proud that Watanabe is one of them.

Only Yuzao clicked her tongue.

The screams were not over yet, when Kiyono Rin, who was going to change clothes at the beginning, walked in, the venue was clamoring again.

"So handsome, that girl!"

"Looking at her clothes, she is a consultant? It's a lie, she's too young!"

"It seems to belong to Kamikawa too!"

"Ah, such a handsome classmate, and an advisor, why aren't you in our school! Just one!"

Students from the flute department from all over the Kanto were discussing without any scruples.

Not only that, those TV stations immediately surrounded them like sharks smelling blood.

As soon as Watanabe Che walked up to Kiyono Rin, who had turned into a beautiful boy again, and was about to tease her, the two were surrounded by reporters.

"Hello, what school are you from?"

Watanabe Che glanced at Kiyono Rin, she folded her arms, as if she didn't intend to speak.

"Shenchuan private school." Watanabe Che had no choice but to take the initiative.

Long guns and short cannons were aimed at him immediately.

"Student, what's your name, please? What musical instruments are you in charge of?"

"My name is Watanabe Che, and the instrument I'm in charge of in the club is the oboe."

"What is your goal?"

"Become the prime minister of an island country and lead the island country to become an independent country." Che Watanabe talked eloquently, full of confidence.

Not to mention Kiyono Rin who can see through lies, none of the people present who could hear his voice believed his words.

"Student, what I'm asking is your goal for this competition." The reporter reminded him.

Another reporter continued to ask: "Watanabe-san, how did you become the prime minister? Do you have a specific plan? Then how do you plan to do it?"

Watanabe Che ignored the serious reporter, and said to the promising reporter: "I plan to participate in various competitions in private schools to increase my popularity. This orchestral competition is one of them. I am still practicing baseball and striving for Enter Koshien next year."

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"Of course, this is not enough." Watanabe Che continued, "My grades are the third in the school. If there is no accident, I will be recommended for admission to the Tokyo Institute of Higher Education."

".real or fake?"

"Of course." Watanabe Che has the air of a young politician with proper energy, "Although I can't disclose the details, my girlfriend is powerful and powerful, and even the classmate I made, the one next to me, is also very famous."

"Shut up." Kiyono Rin rubbed his eyebrows with a headache.

"Yes." The future Prime Minister Che Watanabe chose to surrender temporarily.

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