my girlfriend is bad lady

Chapter 337. 337. Sudden Gale - About Mai Asuka (13)

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

The short drama training came to an end, and the six of them took their luggage and left the already colorful campus.

Mai Asuka walked at the back, staring at Che Watanabe who was discussing with Miki Yuuki what to eat tonight.

Perhaps it was because the typhoon was coming, the sunset showed very brilliant colors, and Watanabe Che's side face was dyed with a faint halo.

"Watanabe-kun, Watanabe-kun, how about going to eat mutton today?" Aoi Kazuki next to him suggested with his mouth full of saliva.

Watanabe Che turned around: "No, I repeated that, the goal of our Human Observation Department is to eat all the delicacies in Tokyo."

"I don't remember when I set that goal."

"As a deputy minister, I think it is reasonable to set a short-term goal for the association."

"As a minister, I don't think it's reasonable or reasonable."

"Then what are my deputy minister's rights?"

"listen to me."

"And listen to me."

"Advisor supervisor, don't you care about the two of them?"

"Student autonomy."

First talk to Rin Kiyono, and then Miki Yuki joins in after a few sentences; sometimes the order is reversed, first chat with Miki Yuki, and then Rin Kiyono joins.

From time to time, in the name of asking for help, Koizumi Qingnai was pulled in.

This is the daily life these days.

Asuka Mai kept watching Watanabe Che.

"Senior sister, look quickly, the tree is full!" Aoi Kazuki shouted suddenly.

She looked at the huge oak tree, the lush green branches and leaves were already covered with colorful ribbons.

After only watching for a second, she withdrew her gaze and continued to stare at Che Watanabe, who was looking at the oak tree.

"Let me see," he said with his neck up, "the promotion of the Tea Ceremony Club, the promotion of the Kendo Club, and the promotion of our class."

"It also says 'Watanabe-kun Fried Rice', someone, please don't disappoint all the girls in the school." Rin Kiyono sarcastically said.

"You underestimate the graduates of Yuanyue Academy?"

"If you lie, make it up more truthfully," Yuki Miki said casually, "I said that Yuanyue Academy is a private school, how could you be a graduate?"

Different from others, for Mai Asuka, since childhood, other people's voices always sound unreal.

She exists in this world, and is separated from this world, as if she has been staying in a transparent glass bottle.

The father and the company's young female subordinate were on good terms. When she saw her mother was sad, she knew she should go up to comfort her, but she couldn't understand her mother's mood at all.

When her parents were about to divorce, they asked her who she wanted to follow. She looked at them and said: Mother.

At that time, her mother hugged her tightly and said a lot of words as if holding on to all hope, but she was expressionless while being hugged.

The reason why she chose her mother was only because her father did wrong things and did not sympathize with her mother, let alone because she loved her more.

Family affection is so weak that it can only occasionally stain the outer wall of the glass bottle, and it is quickly washed away by the rain of time.

Nothing gets into the glass bottle.

Asuna Mai has been staying inside, that container like her heart, nothing, just an empty shell.

Her father left the house, and she and her mother sold their house in Setagaya Ward and moved to Yotsuya.

She and her mother went about their days together without growing closer and speaking little.

Not long after, my mother suddenly became happy. She didn't ask the reason until my mother said she was going to remarry and asked her if she had any opinions.

No opinions, whatever.

So, she had a new father, and her mother had a new husband. Soon, their common child was born.

The mother, who used to talk to her occasionally, turned her attention to her younger sister. She lives in this family like an outsider, just like the potted plant on the edge of the balcony.

She was neither disappointed nor happy about it.

Parents asked her to go out to eat and play together, and she went too.

Her parents took her sister out to eat and play without telling her, but she stayed at home alone to watch TV and read books.

The two were the same thing to her, no difference.

Mai Asuka who is not attached to anyone.

So lonely but not lonely, strong and seemingly weak, but in fact I lived well no matter what, for 17 years until May 28 last year.

It was a sunny day after two consecutive rainy days.

At noon, together with Asako Hanada, who often invited her, had lunch on the overhead corridor on the fifth floor.

There are musical instruments and a music stand by my side, ready to practice after eating.

Watanabe Che walked over from the teaching building and was about to pass by here to go to the club building.

She didn't notice, but Hanada Asako who stood up suddenly made her notice Watanabe Che's arrival.

By the standards of ordinary people, Watanabe Che is a very handsome boy.

For appearance, no, for people, for everything, Mai Asuka is not interested, and is about to lower her head and continue eating.

"Sister Hanada, good afternoon." The boy greeted with a smile.

She was about to bow her head, but suddenly stopped, it was a fascinating smile.

'It's a nice smile. ' she couldn't help thinking.

The glass bottle sank into a colorful dye vat, leaving only the mouth of the bottle.

The next moment, Watanabe Che seemed to realize something, and quickly put away his smile.

I don't know why, but I seem to feel something, the glass bottle sank into it, and the colorful colors poured in from the mouth of the bottle.

No, not a dye vat.

It is placed on the balcony, the sun shines, the light warms the body of the glass bottle, and reflects rainbow-like colors on the inner wall.

It should feel so warm, clean and bright!

Since then, the world has ceased to matter.

She, who is not attached to others, has the happiness she wants to have, wants to understand this boy, wants to absorb all the colors of his soul, and fills the empty shell called 'Mai Asuka'.

Other people's voices, separated by the glass, only Watanabe Che's voice, like whispering to the mouth of a bottle, every word, every breath, moistened her heart like mist.

want to be with him.

Mai Asuka wants to be with Che Watanabe.

Probe slowly and attack fiercely.

Before the school trip, on the day he misunderstood that he was going to confess his love to himself, on the tram home, she stood in front of the tram door.

The glass reflected her plain face, and as she looked at it, she imagined a school trip.

That was her first fantasy about the future.

She closed her eyes and leaned her head against the tram door, with a faint smile on her plain face.

She gently played with a lock of long hair hanging down her ear.

but it is not the truth.

Watanabe Che rejected her, saying that he was a villain for money, grabbed her neck with both hands, and said he would kill her.

Mai Asuka quietly closed her eyes, feeling helpless and alone for the first time.

She didn't blame Watanabe Che, nor did she care what kind of person Watanabe Che was.

At that time, she was still nostalgic for the warmth of Watanabe Che's hands that pinched her neck.

Recalling here, dinner has been finished.

Mai Asuka didn't remember what she ate, but someone seemed to have spoken to her, and she forgot how she answered, probably just a "hmm".

The only thing I remember is that when everyone clinked glasses, she and Watanabe Che's glasses clinked together.

This was the happiest thing of the day, apart from Watanabe Che putting on sleeves for her.

After parting in the elevator and leaving Che Watanabe, she really entered the night.

Back in the room, the layout inside was very warm, and Watanabe Che bought nothing less or more for her.

Putting the luggage aside, put the roses of the past two days and the script on the table, and she knelt down on the sofa to rest.

According to the book, she loves Che Watanabe, but she can't tell whether it is love or not.

Don't care how bad he is to himself, as long as he is with himself;
Don't care how many girlfriends he has, as long as he is with himself;
Do you love someone to such an extent that your soul can be comforted only when you are with him?

From the book, from the TV, it seems that the love seen is not like this.

Mai Asuka hugged her knees and stared at the champagne-colored roses on the table for a long time. She was not at all happy when she received the flowers from him. Is this a sign of love?
But looking at him, the mood is naturally happy.

even long breaths;
long, strong legs;
Rare but impressive laughter every time, light or heavy;
Casual, unable to tell which is true and which is false speech;
Not light or heavy, every step is a very steady footstep;
Dry, occasionally messy but perfectly styled hair.

Like every part of him, like everything about him, he must be.

Asunai kept kneeling and fell on the sofa.

It doesn't matter if you don't have relatives, don't care about relatives, and don't care about being loved ones;
It doesn't matter if you don't have friends, don't care about friends, and are neglected and isolated by friends;

Watanabe Che is special to her and is everything to her.

She, Mai Asuka, is a person who has nothing and wants nothing but Watanabe Che.

"che"

Closing his eyes, every word Che Watanabe said to her, every time he hugged him tightly, would surface in the depths of his heart.

Relying on the aftertaste, spend all the time without Che Watanabe by his side.

That's good, she is very satisfied.

◇

Watanabe Che had dinner and went up to the sixth floor.

Opening the door, the warm lights were on in the room, but Mai Asuna was nowhere to be seen.

"Sister?" He changed his shoes and walked into the living room.

Mai Asuka curled up on the sofa, sleeping peacefully and soundly.

Watanabe Che stepped lightly, walked to the side of the sofa, and quietly looked at her sleeping face.

Mai Asuka's sleeping face is rare, when they are together, if he is awake, she must be awake.

Her delicate and handsome face, those thin and soft lips, and the long hair falling from her shoulders made her look very weak.

Watanabe Che simply sat cross-legged on the floor with his back against the low table, watching her quietly.

The weather was still sweltering, and she fell asleep, with fine sweat on her forehead, her bangs sticking to it, showing an uncomfortable expression.

Watanabe Che turned his head to look at the table, gently pulled out the script from under the rose, and fanned her carefully.

Although it was weak, the cool and continuous wind made Asuka Mai fall into a sound sleep again.

"Hmm~" With a small nasal sound, Mai Asuka's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"woke up?"

"Che?" Mai Asuna sat up, "When did you come?"

"Not long, about half an hour?" Watanabe Che said uncertainly without looking at his watch.

"Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Why did you wake you up? Is there something wrong?"

"I want to stay with Che for a while, sleep is a waste." Mai Asuna slid off the sofa, sat on Watanabe Che's lap, with her hands on his shoulders.

Looking at Mai Asuna who said these words in a flat tone, Che Watanabe felt various emotions in his heart.

These emotions intertwined and converged into an unshakable belief:
We must give Mai a happy future.

Watanabe Che let go of the script, and hugged Asuka Mai's slender waist.

"It's still a long time, we have many, many half hours, and for me, it is a kind of enjoyment to watch my senior sister sleep, and let me be self-willed with you occasionally."

"Hmm." Mai Asuna stared at Che Watanabe.

Looking at each other for a while, the two kissed together, a short kiss.

"It's so warm." Mai Asuna whispered the feeling of the kiss.

"Well, it's so warm." Watanabe Che kissed it again.

The two hugged each other tightly, entangled like silk threads, regardless of each other.

If you want to untie the thread, you can only cut it directly.

◇

On Monday, the Seventh Cultural Festival in Kamigawa.

"Watching TV this morning, it seems that a typhoon is coming."

"Isn't it? Is it necessary at this time?"

"However, it seems to be fine today. It will only land in the evening. I hope it will pass overnight."

"What about the stall outside?"

"Put it away after school. Whether we can do it tomorrow depends on whether the typhoon is gone or not and the school's arrangements."

The classmates who came earlier than usual were discussing the typhoon while preparing to open the store.

"Our play is on the second day. What if the typhoon comes and we can't perform? It's rare to rehearse for so long." In front of the blackboard, Aoi Kazuki said worriedly.

"Do what you should and can do, and don't worry about the rest." Rin Kiyono wrote slogans and menus on the blackboard.

Miki Yuki draws pictures of dishes on the blackboard.

This is the whole content of the two young ladies' participation in class activities.

At this time, the fourth class has been arranged as a restaurant - leaning against the atrium window, using tables to form a concave cooking table.

Guests enter, order at the podium, and then take their numbered seats.

The students on the podium will send the menu and number ordered by the guest to the cooking table.

When the chef is ready, the boys and girls who act as waiters—dressed in maid outfits—serve the dishes on the table.

The drink is barley tea bought in the supermarket, sold separately in a bottle, and charged 50 yen per cup.

The five chefs on duty for the first round and three assistant chefs have already taken their positions in the cooking area.

"Watanabe-kun, just tell me what ingredients you need~"

"Thank you Kimura-san."

"Are you ready? Let the guests in!" shouted the classmate who was in charge of receiving guests at the door.

"Okay!" The female squad leader also shouted back.

Most of the first guests were girls, with only a few boys.

"Excuse me, what do you need? There is a menu on the blackboard~" Aoi Kazuki, who was in charge of the cash register, said, "By the way, Watanabe-kun is in charge of fried rice~"

"What is this black thing?"

“Soy Sauce Fried Rice~”

"Soy sauce? Hmm—or fried rice with mushrooms."

"Okay, a piece of fried rice with mushrooms, what do you want to drink? Drinking water is free, and a cup of barley tea is 50 yen~"

"Wheat tea."

"In order to allow everyone to try all kinds of delicacies, the portion of fried rice is very small, do you need another fried noodles or sausage?"

"No, I just want to eat Watanabe-kun's fried rice!"

"Please take a seat at seat number one, the fried rice will be ready soon~"

Another classmate handed over the list with mushroom fried rice to the helper, and the helper sent it to Watanabe Chena.

Watanabe Che picked up the egg and cracked it open with one hand.

Saute the egg yolks in the pan, put the sausage and corn kernels, then put the rice and shiitake mushrooms into the pan.

Stir-fry continuously until the steam comes out, the rice dances in the pot, and the light soy sauce bought from Zhonghua Supermarket is poured in.

Finally, turn the fire to high, and stir fry vigorously. The fried rice and ingredients are distinct, and they slant down like a waterfall in the sky.

"Wow! Watanabe-kun is so handsome~~" The female staff in this class and the female guests who came to the door all took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Sprinkle chopped green onion at the end, after smelling the fragrance of green onion, put it on a plate.

"The hospitality is not good!" Watanabe Che pointed out the shiitake fried rice with bright color, golden eggs and rice, and green onion.

The cultural festival has begun.

(End of this chapter)