I Loaded the Love Game

The announcement of the results of the Tokyo Metropolitan Wind Music Competition is very crude.

　　 As soon as the competition of the participating schools in the morning is over, a staff member will immediately hang the huge paper with the results on the stage.

　　 Hundreds of faces stared in the same direction, and the turbid hot air filled the entire concert hall. The girls flushed, some bowed their heads in prayer, and some held hands and stared at the front.

　　 Watanabe Toru and "beautiful boy" Rin Kiyano stood at the back of the venue, overlooking the wind club members of dozens of schools.

　　 "Nervous?" Watanabe Toru asked.

　　 "It won't happen." Rin Kiyano replied, holding his arm.

　　 "Does it feel hopeful?"

"a little bit."

　　 "How sure are you to enter the Kanto Contest?"

　　 "Ten%."

　　 "You are a little bit...not small."

　　 Kiyino Rin laughed, turned his face to Toru Watanabe and said, "You must have the confidence to do anything."

　　 "It makes sense." Watanabe smiled and nodded, and then solemnly said: "But, Kiyono-san, I must warn you: Those who learn from me live, those who like me die."

　　 "Watanabe-san, I always wanted to tell you something."

　　 "A confession of love? I'm sorry, but I felt like jumping up and down for a moment, but after thinking about it calmly, it was still impossible for us."

　　 Kiyino Rin sighed and said helplessly, "Can you be more mature?"

"I just pretended to be very simple for a few years. From the moment I was born in this life, I decided to be a teenager for a lifetime and live happily, although there is a little bit of a small situation at the moment." Watanabe squeezed. The tip of the little finger.

　　 "Your self-perception is really problematic."

　　 "It's none of your business! Okay, what do you want to say to me?"

　　 "The sentence just now, ‘can you be a little immature’, is, now I have to add ‘remember to see the doctor’."

　　 "The fact is that your polygraph function is not effective for me. Do you want to know why?"

　　 "Lies."

"...I only tell you one person: In fact, I am a partner of justice. I look like an ordinary high school student, but I am clever and omnipotent. Fight life and death against the dark chaebol."

　　 Qing Ye Rin sneered and said, "Is the chaebol's surname Qing Ye?"

　　 "You know that, but it's more than that, there are also the Kujo family! They used all kinds of evil methods against me, like money, beauty, power..."

　　 "Come on!!!" The sharp voice interrupted Watanabe's nonsense.

　　 The two looked forward at the same time, and the staff of "Putting the List" boarded the high platform and spread the list down.

　　 Kiyino Rin stared closely at the list, looking for the name of Kamikawa High School line by line, clenching his hands unknowingly, and nails leaving crescent-like lines on his palms.

　　 In front of the words "Kamikawa High School", a big "gold" was written in red pen.

　　 Things have just begun, even if it’s gold, there are cases where you can’t participate in the Kanto Contest.

　　 An elderly judge walked to the center of the stage with a manuscript and said with a microphone that had been prepared for a long time: "Hey, next, I will announce the list of qualifications for the Kanto Contest."

　　 "The first school, No. 3, Tate Suginami High School."

　　 "The second school, on the 16th, Katakura High School."

　　 suddenly jumped to the 16th, and the 9th school, which also won the gold award in the middle, cried into a ball from the joy of just winning the gold.

　　 Watanabe can't help but take a deep breath, and there is only one spot left, Kamikawa is number 20, if next...

　　 "The third school, on the 20th, Kamikawa High School."

　　 "Watanabe!" Rin Kiyano turned his face and looked at Toru Watanabe.

　　 "Huh? Isn't it 100% sure? What's so happy?"

　　 Qingye Rin's joyful expression was stunned, and he meditated under his chin: "Based on what you just said, I guess the dark chaebol will adopt the strategy of'killing you directly' next. Please be careful, partner of justice."

　　 "......"

　　 Deafening cheers erupted in front of them, and the girls wept with joy and hugged each other.

"Kanto!"

　　 "We can go to the Kanto Contest!!"

　　 "Senior sister! It's Kanto! Kanto!"

　　The members of the Kamikawa Music Club were talking non-stop, some were crying with facial tissues in their hands, and some were talking with someone on their mobile phones.

　　 "Happiness is theirs, and has nothing to do with our Human Observation Department." Watanabe sighed.

　　 "What nonsense?" Kiyano Rin gave him an angry look. "We are all students of Kamikawa."

　　 "Yes, my realm is low, I only see the ego."

　　 Kiyano Rin glanced at the members who were still excited: "Let's go, there is still work to be done."

"what's up?"

　　 "Your favorite thing."

　　 "My favorite thing?" Watanabe Toru had infinite reveries in an instant. Is Rin Kiyono so happy to go to a love hotel with him?

　　 He was embarrassed and entangled: "No, really—no, I'm dead if Miki knows it."

　　 "What are you thinking about?" Kiyono Rin couldn't stand him, "Isn't the thing you like to do the most nasty?"

　　 "...Kyono-san, it's not for no reason that we two became friends-both are annoying."

　　 "Who is your friend? I haven't forgiven you for what happened that night." After that, Rin Kiyono walked towards the members.

　　 She squeezed her palms together, and all the staff looked at her.

　　 Kiyano Rin, who wears a suit and shaved his head, is elegant and quiet, but the breath that is not easy to get close to has not diminished in the slightest.

　　 But everyone in the music club looked at her with enthusiastic eyes.

　　 "Kyono-san, we did it!"

　　 "Kanto Contest!"

"thank you!"

　　 Before Rin Kiyano spoke, Toru Watanabe, who was standing next to her, said, "What is our goal?"

　　 "National competition!" Aoi Iki raised his hand excitedly and replied.

　　 Others also look forward to it.

　　 "Then what are you happy about there? But for you, it is indeed a happy thing, your strength...Huh!"

　　 Kiyino Rin pressed his elbow against Watanabe Toru's flanks, and stopped him from continuing with a fierce look in his eyes.

　　 "Are you a consultant, or am I a consultant?"

"......you are."

　　 Kiyino Rin looked at the members who were filled with indignation and wanted to gang up on Watanabe Toru, and said:

　　 "It is a pleasure to be able to enter the Kanto Contest, but as Watanabe-san said, this is not our end point. Everyone, please hold on and work hard until the end."

"Yes!"

　　 "Then, take a break this afternoon and evening, and tomorrow will officially start the practice for the Kanto Contest."

"Yes!"

　　 After receiving the certificate and trophy, everyone left the concert hall and took a group photo at the entrance of the venue.

　　 After some refusals and arguments, the trophy was held by the head of the music department Misaki Komatsu, and the certificate was held by Mai Mai, and the two sat on the front row of the floor;

　　 Hanada Asako and Ichimu Kui draped on one of Asuka’s shoulders;

　　I don’t know why, Yuzao is so beautifully leaning against Kiyano Rin, happily closing his scissors hands;

　　Behind Rin Kiyono who kept saying, "Tamazo-san, can you please let go, it's crowded, and so hot", behind Rin Kiyono, is the lonely true and beautiful boy-Watanabe Toru.

　　 Before getting on the bus, Rin Kiyano sent the digital photo to Toru Watanabe, who had already left the chat group of the music club.

　　 also comes with a comment.

"Pitiful"

　　 "What do you know, the strong are lonely! The loneliness of the emperors of the past dynasties of China is the highest proof!"

　　 "Yes, so it was wiped out by the ‘people as masters’ system"

　　 "...you fellow! Do you think I know Chinese history! I was Chinese in my previous life!"

　　 "Ah, you are so annoying, I thought you must have been a crow in your last life."

　　 "What's wrong with the crows! Haven't heard the story of the crows feeding back?! The crows living in the urban area also use vehicles to crush nuts! What a filial and smart creature!"

　　 "So I said Watanabe-san, you are a crow, filial, clever, but not liked."

　　 After sending this message, Rin Kiyano put his hand on his chin, already thinking about the next sentence of Toru Watanabe.

　　 only waited for him to reply and sent it immediately.

　　 But one minute after her last message showed "read", she still didn't receive a reply.

Angry? impossible.

　　 couldn't wait for a reply, so she had to put her phone away, her eyes flicked around, but Watanabe Toru was not seen.

　　 Until the instrument was half moved, Watanabe Toru ran from a distance.

　　 "Sorry." As he said, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the musical instrument box on the floor, and handed it to the male clerk on the truck.

　　 "Where have you been?" The boy who was also responsible for handing musical instruments wiped the sweat that was constantly flowing down and complained.

　　 "Something happened. Sorry, sorry, I will invite you to drink soda later."

　　 "Forgive you!"

　　 Kiyano Rin glanced at him and got on the bus first. With her physical strength, going to help will only cause trouble.

　　 I listened to the performance of the Kamikawa Music Club on my mobile phone for a while, and some girls got on the bus one after another.

　　 "I just saw the judges talking to Watanabe scum."

　　 "Jury? Which judge?"

　　 "Yoshimasa Yamamoto."

　　 "Isn't that the head of the Education Department of National Music University? What did you say?"

　　 "It seems to be asking about his future wishes, I dare not get too close, I didn't hear clearly."

　　 "You don't want to recruit Watanabe scum, right?"

　　 "It feels possible. Although others are bad, but the oboe..."

　　 Kiyano Rin put on the headphones again, resting his elbow on his right hand by the window, resting his chin on his palm, looking at the street trees not far away, and tapping with the other hand on the newly replaced school skirt gently following the rhythm.

　　 After all the girls came up, the boys hurried into the car with a bottle of soda in hand.

　　 Toru Watanabe sat down in the aisle, and the boy who wanted to get closer to Tamamo, this time sat by the window.

　　 Watanabe took a deep breath of soda in his neck, then rolled the cold bottle on his face and let out a comfortable exhale.

　　 The highest temperature today is 34 degrees. Let alone carrying the instrument, I will sweat if I don’t do anything outside.

　　 "Watanabe-kun." Hayami Kaoru knelt on the seat and turned to look at Watanabe Toru from the front seat.

　　 "Huh?" Watanabe Toru had no interest in talking.

　　 "Professor Yukomasa Yamamoto of the National Music University talked to you?" This small piece of news has been spread in the car, and Hayami was very curious.

　　 On the other side of the aisle, Tamamo, who used his cell phone to send a line message, was so beautiful and secretly pricked his ears.

　　 Not only her, all the girls around are paying attention to this side.

　　 "Hmm." Watanabe Toru said, "He asked me if I want to go to the National Music University."

　　 "How did you answer?"

　　 "I said I want to go to Tokyo University of Arts." Watanabe Toru took another sip of Bozi soda.

　　 When he raised his neck to drink, the girl quietly looked at the apple knot that was rolling over the collar of his sweat-drenched shirt.

　　 Then, he swallowed.

　　 "Does Watanabe go to music university?"

"Ok."

　　 Tamamo is so beautiful that she couldn't help but say: "You are on the "Progressive Career Guidance Questionnaire". Isn't the goal of entering the University of Tokyo as written?"

　　 "Yes, yes. But how did you know?"

　　 Tamamo snorted dissatisfiedly: "When I participated in summer tuition, Mr. Koizumi said."

　　 "Summer tuition?"

　　 "What's wrong with summer tutoring! Not all poor students like me are so beautiful, and some students with good grades take the initiative to participate!"

　　 "Don't worry! I just wonder if I want to participate in tuition." Watanabe was shocked when she heard her cry again, and quickly calmed down.

　　 "Then Watanabe-kun is planning to abandon the University of Tokyo?" Hayami Kaoru asked.

　　 "No, no."

　　 "Then how do you get to Tokyo University of the Arts? Are you planning to take a monk and a doctorate?"

　　 "I lied to you." Watanabe Toru looked nonchalant.

　　 "Huh?" Hayami Xun looked surprised, "Where? Where did you lie to me?"

　　 "Go to music university."

　　 "......"

　　 "Poor, worst!" Yuzao whispered beautifully.

　　 "Scum!" The girl sitting next to her echoed.

　　 "Disgusting!" The voice of the girl in front came.

　　 Jianxun gave a wry smile, smiled apologetically at Watanabe, and sat down.

　　 Waiting for her to fasten her seat belt, the bus just started to start and slowly pulled out of the parking space.

　　 For their malice, Watanabe didn't care at all, took another sip of bobbo soda, and looked out the window.

　　 There are two staff members who are arranging guidance signs against the sun.

　　 Back to school, he was carrying musical instruments again.

　　 Thinking of the next Kanto contest, even the national contest, the instrument will be moved around in such hot weather, Watanabe Toru regretted not releasing the water in the morning game.

　　 It’s okay, it’s too late for the Kanto Contest!

　　 However, I have already been moved twice, so I just gave up the national competition in order to avoid moving once, which is not cost-effective.

　　‘"When you do something, you either don’t do it at the beginning, or you stick to it." As a lesson, write this sentence in your notebook. ’

　　 Kiyino Rin said to take a break in the afternoon, but many members still chose to stay and continue practicing.

　　 They asked Rin Kiyano about the audio of coming to the game, and while listening, they made suggestions to each other.

　　 A lot of new notes have been added to the score.

　　 "Well—" Misaki Komatsu stretched out, "We haven't recovered yet, we can actually enter the Kanto Contest."

　　 "This is all the credit of classmate Kiyano." Yuzao looked at the sheet music and said.

　　 "Consultants are indeed the most important, but we all have worked hard." Hayami Kaoru said with a gentle smile.

　　 "...Watanabe." Mai Mai said softly.

　　 "Senior sister, what did you say?" Kakui asked.

　　 "...Watanabe, it's important."

　　 Everyone looked at each other, speechless.

　　 Just now, the softness of the oboe sound in the CD is unforgettable forever.

　　 "Watanabe-san’s oboe is very powerful, but Mai-senpai’s euphonium, morning-senpai’s bassoon, and everyone, are not weak!" Hanada encouraged her with her small fist.

"Yes! Wind music is a collective competition! Being able to enter the Kanto Contest means that we are also very strong!" Aoi Kwai said loudly, and then changed the subject, "Mai-senpai, the summer festival is coming soon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you go ?"

"......Ok."

　　 "With whom?" Kakui asked immediately.

　　 "...Hanatian."

　　 Hanada Asako nodded, and looked at Kazuki Aoi who had already said it a long time ago: "If you don't mind, will Kazuki be with you?"

　　 "Really? I want to go! Great!"

　　 Kazuki-kun’s acting skills are a bit exaggerated, I hope it will not be exposed, thinking about this, Hanada Asako looks at the others: "Do you want to be together?"

　　 "Sorry, I have already made an appointment." Tamamo said beautifully.

　　 "Is it a boyfriend? Tamamo-san is so beautiful and must be very popular!" Hanada Asako is very affectionate about the topic of love, otherwise he wouldn't keep helping Yimu Kuai.

　　 "Boyfriend..." Yuzao's beautiful mind flashed a sharp face, "No! That kind of thing is best if it's dead! It's a good female friend of my junior high school."

　　 "Oh oh." Hanada Asako was a little frightened by her reaction, and quickly asked other people.

　　 Other people either won’t go or have another appointment.

　　 There are fifty-five people in group A of the playing club. Some of them have good relationships and those who are not pleasing to the eye. The relationship is more about greeting each other. Even if it is a community event, how can it be possible to join a private event like summer festival?

　　 "Okay! Let's keep practicing, the Kanto Contest is the most important thing!" Minister Misaki Komatsu exclaimed with his hands together.

"Yes!"

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