my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 338 338. Sudden Gale (14)

The weather was fairly clear, with occasional gusts of wind blowing from the blue sky, and the huge banner of "Kamikawa Festival" prepared by the Calligraphy Department made a rattling sound.

In the gymnasium, the club dancers in gym suits performed on stage, and the brass bands prepared behind the scenes.

There are more than 100 members in the performance department, but this time only [-] are on board, and the director Hayami Kaoru is the conductor.

"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

Girls holding various musical instruments communicated in low voices.

"It's about Tamamo being the next minister."

"Tamamo from the trombone group is so beautiful?"

"She is the only one with the surname Tamamo in the performance department!"

"Why should she be the next minister?"

"Are you talking about that rumor?"

"Rumor? It's just not confirmed yet?"

"I heard from my senior sister that I have seen my senior sister and I am still thinking about it."

"Why her?"

"It is said that I saw my senior sister go to the Human Observation Department earlier, and I started thinking about Tamamo after I came back."

"Human Observation Department? Could it be Kiyono-san's opinion?"

"No." The girl holding the flute lowered her voice, "It's Watanabe-kun."

"Cheating?!"

"That's right! Isn't the relationship between the two of them bad? Yuzao often speaks ill of Watanabe-kun!"

"Speaking of which, isn't it too early to start thinking about the next minister? There is still a national competition."

"Seniors from other clubs will retire after the cultural festival, probably because of this, so our minister will think about these things in advance at this time."

The best way to keep a secret is not to tell anyone, and the news quickly spread to Tamamo Komi's trombone section.

The girl from the performance department who got close to Tamamo Komi secretly asked her whether the incident was true or not.

Tamamo Haomi had no clue about this, Watanabe Che didn't tell him, and Hayami Kaoru didn't talk to her.

"Welcome everyone to enjoy the performance of the wind instrument department. Last month, we qualified to enter the national competition; next month, we will work hard to bring back good news from Nagoya."

After the performance, Yuzao Haomi found a reason to separate from her friends and came to the fourth class alone.

Originally, I just wanted to chat with Che Watanabe, but I couldn't get in at all.

There was a long queue in front of the door of Class [-] classroom, and inside the classroom, in order to allow guests to have a good dining environment, the number of people entering and leaving was limited, and curtains were used to cover the glass to block the view from the outside.

Caught in the hesitation of waiting and not waiting.

"What a nice view?"

Tamamo looked so beautifully, it was a boy in the class.

"Are you coming to eat too? Shall I give you the seat?"

"Need not."

After rejecting the boy, Tamamo Komi walked to the back of the line.

'Just for lunch. ' She put on her earphones and passed the time by listening to the music played by the strong school.

It was finally her turn, and as soon as she walked in, she heard a familiar voice.

"Poor reception!"

She curled her lips and walked to the podium.

"Welcome to the light. Huh? So beautiful!" Aoi Kazuki greeted happily.

"Aoi," Tamamo Komi took off a headset, "Are you the cashier?"

Aoi struggled to lift an iron box that was originally used to hold biscuits: "See? It's all money!"

"There are a lot of guests."

"Thanks to Watanabe-kun, would you like fried rice? As a friend, I can give you half the price~"

"No! Fried noodles!"

Sitting in the newly tidied up seat, Tamamo looked at Che Watanabe in the cooking area, and found that she seemed to be queuing for nothing.

How can you talk to him with so many people?

"Guest, your fried noodles and barley tea."

"Thank you." Yuzao Haomi looked at the male classmate in front of her who was wearing a maid outfit and behaved elegantly, showing disgust without any concealment on her face.

"It's noon, shift shift!"

"Thanks for your hard work!"

A group of new students entered the cooking area to replace Che Watanabe and the others who had been busy all morning.

"No, I haven't eaten Watanabe-kun's fried rice yet!"

"Obviously it's my turn!"

"Sorry, please come back tomorrow afternoon!"

Watching Watanabe Che unfasten his apron and preparing to leave the classroom with Aoi Kazuki, Tamamo Homi Yakisoba stopped eating and hurriedly followed.

After leaving the classroom, stop the two in the corridor.

"So beautiful?" Aoi looked suspiciously at her who should be eating.

"Aoi, can I chat with Watanabe alone for a while?" Tamamo asked.

"Okay." After finishing speaking, Kazuki turned to Che Watanabe and said, "Mr. Watanabe, I'll go first."

Watching Aoi go away, Watanabe Che asked Tamamo Haomi: "What do you want from me? If you want to borrow money, you must write an IOU."

"Who wants to borrow money!" Yuzao Haomei retorted subconsciously. She looked around and said, "Come with me."

In order to avoid the crowds everywhere, Che Watanabe followed Tamamo Komi to the landing on the fifth floor leading to the rooftop.

The roof door was locked with a rusty iron lock.

Different from the scenes of having lunch on the rooftop that often appear in the animation, in reality, the rooftop is not a comfortable place.

It is hot in summer and cold in winter, and key schools will not be open to students.

Except for students who want to secretly do bad things in school, no one would go to that kind of place, and they deliberately put on a posture of 'sleeping on the dirty floor with hands behind their heads'.

"What's your idea? Why did you recommend me to be a minister?" Tamamo said in a questioning tone.

"Because you have talent."

"Do you mean that you have to work hard to join Group A, or are you at the bottom of the list and must take summer tuition?" Tamamo posted her beautiful face and poked her finger at Watanabe Che's chest.

Watanabe Che leaned back slightly, avoiding physical contact.

"There are people all over the place, and I'm going to call someone if I mess around," he said.

Tamamo Haomi didn't panic at all, she unbuttoned her chest and threatened in turn:
"If you don't explain it to me, I'll call a pervert."

Watanabe Che turned his gaze to the bottom of the stairs, where One Hundred One set up a challenge.

"A few days ago, I saw you practicing alone in the corner of the school. When I saw my senior sister come to ask, I recommended you by the way."

"Did you peek at my chest then?!"

"Forget it." Watanabe Che didn't bother to ask how many misunderstandings there were in the middle, "I just recommended you to be the minister, why are you so concerned?"

"You want to see me make a fool of yourself!" Yuzao Haomei said with affirmative expression.

"Idiot." Watanabe Che scolded unceremoniously.

"What did you say?!"

"I said it because you are talented."

"Wh, what talent?" Tamamo Kaomi still had a savage look, but she was human after all, and she was quietly expecting Watanabe Che's answer deep in her heart.

"effort."

"Effort counts as talent?!"

"Of course." Watanabe Che explained, "In fact, many things in this world can be achieved with hard work, such as getting into a good school and getting a stable, high-income job."

"It's not that easy."

"Yeah, it's not easy. People who can do these things are envied by most people. Why?"

"Because it's not easy." Yuzao Haomi glanced at Che Watanabe with the eyes of "I still have to ask", but found that he hadn't looked at herself.

She lowered her head to look at her chest, it was white and round, and it made people swallow.

"Prudish." Muttering in a low voice, she buttoned up her button.

Watanabe Che ignored her muttering and her actions, saying:
"These things, for the vast majority of people, can be done with hard work, but not everyone can do the seemingly simplest hard work. It is a talent that can be acquired at any time, but it can be acquired There are very, very few people who own it, and you are one of them."

"There are a lot of people who work hard in the performance department, why me?" Tamazamo played with her hair with her fingers, feeling a little bit of joy in her heart.

"Because I wanted to see what would become of you."

"What do you mean? You really want to see me laugh?!"

"If possible, I hope that you can rely on your hard work to become the center of attention, not just rely on appearance."

Watanabe Che looked away from the first part of the Hundred People, and looked straight at Tamamo Komi: "Haven't you been doing this all the time?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Yuzao Haomei's tone suddenly changed back to fierce, but even the typhoon that hadn't come yet could hear her bluff.

After a moment of silence, just as Che Watanabe was about to end the conversation, she asked ferociously again:

"As a minister, what should you do?"

"Your words—" Watanabe Che didn't care about her tone, "First, remember the names of more than 100 people in the performance department."

"I"

This was completely different from the minister Tamazamo had imagined, but just as she was about to refute, she realized that she really didn't know so many people.

Not to mention the performance department with more than 100 people, the class of 40 people, the names of individual boys and girls, she doesn't know the full names now.

This has nothing to do with the quality of memory, the key is whether you care or not.

Unable to refute, she changed the direction, and Yuzao Haomi sneered: "It's obviously the same age as me, and it's self-righteous to say a lot of truth."

"The truth is not counted, some summary of life. And the age is old, young, these are not important at all, the important thing is what you have experienced."

"...Huh!" Yuzao Haomi twisted her mouth, then stretched out her hand, and said reluctantly, "Let's make up."

Those fair-skinned hands were painted with light-colored nail polish in order to avoid the school rules as much as possible.

"I already have a girlfriend, just shake hands."

"Tsk——" Yuzao Haomei immediately withdrew her hand, "Don't say that you are a single-minded man, it's disgusting! Also, if you don't reconcile with Haomei, don't blame Haomei for continuing to speak ill of you!"

"As long as you don't say that I'm molesting you. I'm going to rehearse the play, and you should do your best. Goodbye." Che Watanabe waved his hand and turned to leave the landing.

After watching Che Watanabe disappear, Tamamo Komi took out a small mirror from the pocket of her pleated skirt, adjusted her bangs and makeup, and made sure to appear in front of her classmates in the most beautiful posture.

'Because you have talent. '

She and herself in the mirror looked at each other, bright and lively eyes, delicate face, so beautiful.

"...Minister."

The shoulders suddenly became heavy, and he let out a deep breath. Along with the pressure, there was also the expectation for the future.

The blood began to rush, and there was an urge to do something immediately.

'good!First memorize the names of more than 100 people in the performance department! '

Yuzao Haomi closed the mirror, stepped forward, and walked down the stairs briskly.

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"What did you say?" Watanabe Che asked Miki Yuuki, who was casually reading the script while resting her hand on her face as soon as she entered the club classroom.

Aoi Kazuki, who arrived early, had already explained his reason for being late.

"Tell her that hard work is talent, and you have to have confidence in yourself."

Miki Yuki raised her eyes and looked at him: "You are quite gentle."

"I have no interest in her at all, and I don't have any plans." Watanabe Che walked over and sat down.

"Has the next minister been determined?" Aoi Kazuki asked suspiciously, "Isn't I still thinking about seeing my senior?"

Hard to do.

Watanabe Che suddenly realized that what he had just said seemed to be full of words. In this way, it would not be possible to prevent Tamamo Haomi from becoming the minister.

Thinking about it carefully, it would be nice to have her as a minister.

Judging by her appearance just now, the future will probably develop in a positive direction, at least it seems to be the case for now-this is enough.

"Let's start practicing." Kiyono Rin was not interested in these things.

For the next day's performance, the six of them rehearsed seriously all afternoon. Fortunately, the cultural festival lasted for three days. After tomorrow's performance, there was still time to go around.

Watanabe Che has already decided to go to the shogi club and win the title of "Kanagawa Dragon King" that he failed to win last year.

This has nothing to do with losing 200 yen last year.

"The wind outside seems to be strong." As the evening approached, Yimu Kui lay by the window and looked at the sky.

Tokyo's sky was a rare purple-red color at dusk yesterday, but today it's normal but windy.

"The school sent a message," Koizumi Qingnai held the mobile phone in his hand, "notifying the supervisor to organize the students to end the cultural festival and leave school early."

"That's all for today." Kiyono Rin put down the script and rubbed the center of his eyebrows a little tiredly.

The fair and beautiful little face is slightly delicate, so beautiful that one can't help but think: how can someone be so good-looking.

"Everyone, be careful on the road. Watanabe, Mai, you go to the office and wait for me, and I will take you back." Koizumi Qingnai finished telling, left the club, and went to inform other students.

The remaining five people packed up their things and left the club.

Aoi went to find the friends who usually go home together;

Kiyono Rin wants to return the club key and go to the office with Mai Asuna.

Watanabe Che sent Miki Yuuki to the school gate.

The first floor was crowded with people, many students who got the news in advance, changed their shoes and were about to leave crowded there.

The wind was strong outside, and when Che Watanabe and the others went downstairs, the sky became gloomy at some point, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Several boys rushed out in one breath, their clothes stuck to their bodies immediately, and their ties flew up.

"No, cough, cough!" Feng Li couldn't even speak.

They backed off again.

"What should I do? If I don't leave now, I won't be able to leave later!"

"I don't know how long the typhoon will last. It's nothing if it ends before ten o'clock. Don't worry."

Watanabe Che and Yuuki Miki stood behind the crowd.

"Can the car come in?" Watanabe Che asked.

Miki Yuki took out her mobile phone. Her hands were slender and well-proportioned, and the proportions were very beautiful, but after all, they were girls' hands. The overall size was not big, and it seemed that the mobile phone, which was originally not small, was even bigger.

She was just about to make a call when a broadcast came from the radio.

Without opening remarks, the broadcaster said directly:

"Students who have not yet left the school are prohibited from leaving the school! Please go to the gymnasium in an orderly manner!"

It was broadcast three times in a row, and just as the sound of the broadcast disappeared, several supervisors including the sports supervisor came over and closed the glass door.

The whistling wind instantly became distant.

"Go to the gymnasium immediately, and take the passage on the second floor! It is forbidden to open windows and go out!" The supervisors shouted.

The students changed back to their indoor shoes in an orderly manner. Instead of being afraid, they discussed excitedly and walked towards the gymnasium.

"Go back, or stay?" Watanabe Che asked Miki Yuuki.

The wind is strong now, but it can't help Miki Yuuki's modified car.

"Forget it." Yuuki Miki said lazily, "Civilians stayed to take refuge, and I stayed to pretend. In front of the public, maintaining equality is still necessary, let alone a typhoon that is no big deal."

"Staying by my side is the best choice."

"I have to die together? Don't let me live alone." Miki Yuki turned her head and asked him.

"That's not bad." Watanabe Che laughed.

The two walked towards the gymnasium, and Yuki Miki used her mobile phone to notify the driver to go back by herself.

In the corridor, the student union, discipline committee members, and cultural festival executive committee were maintaining order.

Before they reached the gymnasium, the strong wind brought down big raindrops.

Through the corridor window, there was a huge sound of rain and wind, and there was a feeling of wanting to drag the school building away in a trance.

The students in the hallway were even more excited.

The sound of laughter, the sound of running around in the corridor, the sound of shouting loudly, the rain hitting the glass windows of the classroom, flowing down like a waterfall.

These noisy sounds, in the dark and closed campus, are like the roar of sea water pouring into the school building, one after another.

Looking into the distance, the oak trees are swaying in the wind and rain, and the leaves are like chaotic grass, falling in one direction.

More than half of the cultural festival promotional banners hanging above have disappeared, only a few of them are just stuck in the branches, floating like ghosts.

This sight soon disappeared.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the scenery outside can hardly be distinguished. Looking out the window, you can only see a patch of rain and fog.

Everything in the world seems to be holding its breath in this squall.

There was only the creaking of the windows, and the wind whistling through the first-floor corridor, shrieking like a flute.

"This is the first time I have seen such a big typhoon, I hope there will be no power outage." Watanabe Che said.

"Where's your [Sunny Doll]?" Miki Yuuki glanced at him.

"Do you want such a big typhoon to disappear suddenly?"

The two chatted and walked into the gym.

The corridor on the second floor leads to the second floor of the gymnasium, where there are indoor table tennis tables and other equipment.

Then I went downstairs again and came to the already crowded basketball court.

"Class [-]! This way!"

"Students from Class [-], gather here!"

"Keep quiet, everyone, roll call now, and answer when you call your name!"

The teachers did their best to preside over order.

The two came to the fourth class, Koizumi Qingnai and Kiyono Rin had already arrived, and tomorrow Mai was also there.

"Are you okay?" Koizumi Qingnai asked the two of them.

"It's okay, what about you, supervisor?" Watanabe Che asked.

"I'm fine too."

"Hey! Please keep quiet!" The principal stood on the stage holding a microphone.

"The school got the news that the Sobu Line and the Odakyu Line have been suspended due to the strong wind blowing across!"

"The power lines of the Chuo Line and the Yamanote Line were cut off because of the typhoon, so the trains can't move! In addition, the Keio Line and the Toyoko Line are also stopped!"

Immediately there was a lot of discussion below.

"So tonight, everyone must stay at school for shelter. Parents have been notified of the news. You can also contact your parents yourself!"

Hearing this news, only a few people were afraid, and more students were excited.

"The school has materials specially prepared for evacuation, and they will be distributed later!"

The student council, the cultural festival executive committee members, and the monitors of each class brought a lot of things.

There is water, biscuits, and beds.

Because there are so many people, unless two people sleep on the same bed, there is no quilt.

After dividing up the supplies, everyone crowded and sat on the beds.

Koizumi Aina and Akiko, Kiyono Rin and Asuna Mai, Watanabe Tetsu and Yuuki Miki.

The president of the student council, who is also the chairman of the cultural festival executive committee, appeared on the stage with a microphone.

"Everyone, since you stay in school, the cultural festival is not over!"

"Next, until ten o'clock in the evening, we will arrange the chorus department, shogi department, blowing department, club dance department, kendo department, social dance department, street dance department, debate department, light music department, magic department, and rakugo department. Everyone perform."

"Great!"

"It's the same as watching a performance, there is no feeling of refuge at all!"

"Why is there no film research department? We want to show our own films!"

"Also!" The student council president hadn't finished speaking, "If you want to perform on stage in other clubs or classes, please use your mobile phone to contact the executive committee members of each class. After you get permission, you will be notified of the time to perform on stage."

"I want to sign up!"

"I remember you belong to the 'Paranormal Phenomena Research Society'? What are you going to perform? Not even a society."

"Sign up for the debate department!"

"Sign up for the Guzheng Department!"

"Minister—forget it! There are so many people, I even forgot how to pluck the strings!"

The Human Observation Department is also discussing.

"Should we sign up?" Aoi asked.

"There is no ticket charge, all your money is gone," Watanabe Che reminded.

"That's right!" Aoi Kazuki reacted, "No way!"

Rin Kiyono glanced at Che Watanabe first, then said to Aoi Kazuki:
"It's uncertain whether the cultural festival will continue tomorrow. In order not to let so many days of hard work go to waste, it's safest to choose to perform now."

Aoi thought for a while, then nodded with difficulty: "Well, anyway, I've eaten a lot."

"Watanabe-san, contact Mikami Saya-san." Kiyono Rin ordered.

"Think about it, how can I have her contact information?"

"Let me come!" Aoi Kazuki took out her mobile phone and buried her head in sending a message.

After a while, she raised her head: "Okay, I almost missed it, the line is almost full, and we are the last one."

Waiting for a while, in the storm, the curtain call came.

"Chorus performance, "Three Lines of Flowers"!"

The curtain on the stage was slowly opened, and the chorus was neatly arranged on it.

As soon as the singing sounded, many people followed the beat.

When they sang "The past clearly emerges before my eyes, the years I lived with you at that time", everyone couldn't help singing along.

"The Awakened Love Continues Again"

With the strength of thousands of people, coupled with the isolation of the gymnasium, even the squall and rainstorm were overwhelmed for a while.

"Thank you for the chorus of the chorus department. Next is the shogi department. Everyone can challenge on stage, the challenge fee is 200 yen, and the winner can take all the prize money! By the way, one move in three seconds!"

"Why can the shogi club still charge money?!" Aoi Kazuki said unwillingly.

"Going to try it?"

"How will the shogi club perform? Everyone can't see it."

When everyone was wondering, the lights in the gymnasium dimmed, and a chessboard projection appeared on the stage.

The head of the shogi department knelt behind a chessboard, waiting for someone to challenge him.

She looked quite gentle, and there was a wooden sign beside her, which read "Kanagawa Dragon King Battle! Strongest! Invincible! Supreme!".

"It looks interesting."

"Is anyone going up? This is a good opportunity to show off in front of the whole school!"

"How many girls know shogi? Do you think it's baseball?"

"Just win, don't worry about the rules!"

"Win? The head of shogi is said to be a professional shogi player, known as "Ponytail Ichishohime"! "

"What's that nickname?"

"She won the championship of the elementary school celebrity contest, and she was nicknamed by others. At that time, she had a very long ponytail, but she cut it off later."

On the other side, Watanabe Che clenched his fist.

"Are you going to play?" Yuuki Miki asked.

"The name of the strongest in Kamigawa is mine!"

Rin Kiyono, who was next to Watanabe Che, moved his legs slightly to make room for him.

"Wait, the bonus is still not yet... The momentum has not been brewed, and I want to avenge the me last year with a thunderous momentum."

Kiyono Rin rolled his eyes at him.

　Thanks to the leader of [Bears Don't Eat Onions].

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(End of this chapter)