While waiting for the bus at Atami Station, Toru Watanabe wondered whether to buy it as a souvenir.

When I came, I found a "Pinghe Tong Shang Street" nearby.

This shopping street is built on a very gentle slope. Perhaps because he has to climb hills every day when he goes to school, Tsuku Watanabe feels very close. He obviously hasn't felt this way in the ramp in front of the Kamikawa School gate.

There are many shops selling souvenirs, and many merchants simply book a box of local specialties at the entrance of the store.

Tsushi Watanabe was not in a hurry to buy it, so he slowly went downhill and was about to finish the streets.

The masks and books were forgotten at the station when I came. Fortunately, there was a famous saying that "the island country is all countryside except Tokyo". In this small "country" town called Atami, no one came to chat with you.

It's just the constant sight of clerks and tourists.

He was neither cold nor enthusiastic, but had a little "don't bother me" expression, walking along the way - I don't know if he was the noble of Kujo Miki or the coldness of Kiyono Rin.

The middle of the way I saw a shop called "Baiye Academy".

Open a bookstore in the shop street at the entrance of the station?

Standing in front of the store, Toru Watanabe was not sure whether it was a bookstore. Maybe it was a hot pot restaurant with a brush dipped in seasonings.

He took out his cell phone and took a photo.

"Even if I am in Atami, a hundred kilometers away from Tokyo, I still subconsciously pay attention to the bookstore. You don't know how much I am..."

The hand stopped.

Shiro Watanabe looked at the screen of his phone and deleted the line again.

The exit of the shopping street was not far away, but he lost the interest in walking.

I put away my phone and slowly turned back. I bought three boxes of strawberry dafu on the way.

Back at the station, there was still some time before departure, Watanabe Shiro simply went to the free hot spring soak in front of the station.

There were many people sitting here, most of whom were tourists with suitcases beside them - locals were probably tired of these hot springs.

The seat corner was also occupied, and Shiro Watanabe sat down in the middle, took off his shoes, and soaked his feet in it.

With a slightly higher water temperature, the female tourists around him screamed for fear of the hotness, Watanabe Toru remembered Miki Kujo.

The last time the two of them came to Izu, she was so hot that she didn't dare to put her feet down when she was on the hot spring soup by the Kawazu Sea. She slowly poured hot spring water on her feet.

He took out his cell phone, took a picture of his feet in the hot spring, and sent it to her.

"Sexy?"

"Let you know what is really sexy tonight." At the same time, there was also a photo of the thigh that was slightly raised with the hem of the skirt.

"Drooling...Save!"

"No prospect", then Miki Kujo said again, "Where are you soaking your feet?"

"Atami.(beautiful.jpg)"

"snort"

"Don't be angry, I bought you a souvenir. (Strawberry Dafu.jpg)"

"I won't see you tonight, so don't come back."

"I've bought all the tickets. (Tickets.jpg)"

"It turns out that no one wants it, he was driven back."

"Let me listen to the pronunciation, I miss you."

Voice from Meiji: "Get out."

"Good sound, so nice! I'm Sister Meiji's eternal fan! (Wave the glow stick.jpg)"

Sister Meiji ignored her little fans who were far away in Atami.

On the return train, I didn’t meet those two female voice actors.

Because I didn’t have lunch, I bought a station bento, which tasted average, but it was quite pleasant to eat while looking at the scenery along the way.

The fun of a journey that can be easily walked.

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After Toru Watanabe returned to Tokyo, plum rain also followed, and it rained for a week.

On a light rainy Saturday, Toru Watanabe went to school with an umbrella that would never get wet, and guided the exercises of the blowing department.

On the ramp, I met Rin Kiyono.

"Good morning, Kiyono classmate." Toru Watanabe walked forward.

"Good morning." Rin Kiyono held an ordinary transparent umbrella.

The transparent umbrella wet by the rain made her look very suitable for her, and it felt so clean and transparent.

"It will take another week for the rain to come. Speaking of which, do you know the cause of plum rain? It's because..."

"You said it last year." Kiyono Rin's cold voice sounded better than rain falling on an umbrella.

"Can you please forget it? I want to say it again."

The two climbed up the hill and walked into the campus. There was a place under the oak tree that was not wet by rain.

On the wet playground, without members of the sports club, you can hear the sound of trumpets coming from the direction of the club building.

"Last Strawberry Daifuku, who did you go to Atami with?" Kiyono Rin's tone of interrogation was very natural.

"I didn't go with anyone, Teacher Koizumi went on a trip first. I went home from Jimbocho. When I was transferring in "Ishiya", I suddenly wanted to find her, and then I went there, but I only stayed for an hour."

"Has been driven back?"

Watanabe Tsubaki took out his cell phone and showed her the sentence Miki Kujo said to her, "It turns out that no one wants it, and she was driven back."

"What do you want to say?" he asked.

"You two have talked a lot." The umbrella tilted, Kiyono's head leaned over slightly, and said, looking at the screen of the phone.

“Where is the point?”

"If I don't look for you, you will ignore me?" Kiyono Rin raised her eyes, looking at Toru Watanabe with her beautiful eyes.

"How to say it..." Shiro Watanabe put away his phone, "I like you the most, everyone knows."

"Yes." Kiyono nodded with a slight smile.

"So I can't look for you."

"The longer I get in touch with me, the less I can't control myself? Can't control my love for me?"

"In the past, now, I can't give up on Meiji and the others."

"Yes?" Long hair swayed gently, Kiyono Rin turned her head and walked into the school building.

There were many wet umbrellas in front of the shoe cabinet, and more than 100 people in the blowing department were trained in the indoor training ground.

After the morning exercise, Tsubasa Watanabe did not go to the Human Observation Department and Rin Kiyono to stay alone, so he ran to find Kōi Shu.

The indoor driving range of the baseball department is composed of iron grids. Each member waits for a grid and practices pitching and swinging batons by himself.

"Watanabe-kun!" Before Shuo Kuroi was found, the baseball manager came over.

"Good noon, Kobayashi." Toru Watanabe nodded.

"Good noon!" Kobayashi Yujiziru smiled happily, "Are you here to play baseball?"

Tsuku Watanabe looked at the training ground, everyone was practicing seriously, the sound of the coach's roar and the sound of the bat hitting the ball one after another.

Thinking that it was difficult to disturb Guojing's repair, he said, "Is that OK?"

"Of course, Watanabe Kwan is also a member of the baseball department!"

"I forgot everything."

"Watanabe, please rest assured. At that time, I will beg my dad to arrange for you to be a substitute. Although you may not be able to play, you can sit on the bench and watch the game up close!"

"Thank you, but no need." said Toru Watanabe.

"You're welcome, by the way, I'll take you in."

Kobayashi Yukiko led Toru Watanabe into a barbed wire for a hitter.

"Do you know how to use it?" Kobayashi Yukiko asked.

"It's similar to a baseball casino?" Toru Watanabe looked at the automatic serving machine and the ball bat.

"Um!"

Kobayashi Yukiko took out the wire mesh and sat on the bench outside, holding a pen and paper in her hand, preparing to register the training record of Watanabe Toru's ball speed, how many balls he threw, etc.

The main purpose of course is to wait until Watanabe Tsuku is tired, send towels and water, and then chat during the break.

Toru Watanabe picked the heaviest ball stick and kept swinging the ball thrown by the pitcher.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The faster the ball throws by the pitcher, the more refreshing it will be to knock it out.

But the pitching machine was still too slow. It was as slow as the time when Toru Watanabe hit the ball back, he could still remember Rin Kiyono and Miki Kujo.

He kept swinging his batons, and Kobayashi Yukiko called for a rest several times, but he pretended that he didn't hear it.

"Watanabe, is it okay? If a novice practices for a long time, he will easily get hurt!"
To be continued...