Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady

Chapter 512: 237. Day of Descent


The branches of the elm trees were adorned with vibrant green, and the spring sunlight trickled down through the gaps between the leaves.

On their way to school, boys and girls who hadn't seen each other for two weeks of spring break were exchanging joyful laughter and playful shoves.

A gust of wind from afar made the cherry blossoms dance, and Dubian Che waved away the petals about to land on his shoulder.

"Dislike cherry blossoms?"

"Just by seeing what's right in front of you, you try to guess everything about someone. That's arrogance. You should change that, Kiyono."

Dubian Che turned his face to look at Kiyono Lin amidst the shower of cherry blossoms.

The slope, the cherry trees, the brand-new uniforms, the dappled sunlight, her gentle figure.

Those guys who rode bicycles to school, their earlier annoyingly loud bell ringing suddenly sounded cheerful.

Kiyono Lin gave him a gentle smile, and Dubian Che felt a chill down his spine.

"I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously." He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked up the slope.

Kiyono Lin followed him.

Walking side by side, the cherry blossoms whirled around them as the wind blew.

"By the way, did you choose arts or sciences?" Dubian Che asked.

"Sciences."

"A roundabout way of expressing your infinite love for me?" Dubian Che stopped, "Want to be in the same class? Or even sit next to each other?"

Kiyono Lin also stopped, her expression cold yet more captivating.

Dubian Che spoke again:

"Although you are indeed beautiful, with fragrant hair and fair, delicate skin, and a waist so slim it makes one want to embrace, especially your legs, but the two of us really—are, hey, I haven't finished speaking!"

Kiyono Lin's figure stood resolute, her dark hair softly swaying with the spring breeze.

This time, it was Dubian Che who hurried to catch up.

The two walked into the campus, and the massive 25-meter oak tree had turned into a small green hill in spring.

Passing the oak tree, one could see a crowd around the distant notice board.

Most people passing by were discussing class assignments.

"Don't end up in Nagoya's class!"

"I heard the English teacher, Akiko, who used to teach class three is very strict too!"

"Super strict! Definitely starts the first class of the school year by scolding for five minutes! When it comes to English teachers, I think Mr. Xiaoquan is the best!"

"Regardless of the teacher, I hope to be in the same class as Chun Jiu."

"Eh? You like him?"

"It's not that I like him, just a bit curious. If he could confess to me in front of the whole school and teachers like Mr. Dubian, I might consider dating him."

"Speaking of Mr. Dubian, I really hope to be in the same class!"

"Ah, I also wish Mr. Dubian would confess to me in front of everyone in school!"

At that moment, Dubian Che and Kiyono Lin passed these two girls who were also about to become second-year students.

Seeing Dubian Che, they covered their mouths, leaned toward each other embarrassedly, slowed their pace, and whispered reproaches for not noticing Dubian Che was nearby.

"Changing classes is indeed a big deal for students," Dubian Che remarked after listening to their conversation.

"Responsible teachers, close friends, although it's an exaggeration, it indeed marks a turning point," Kiyono Lin said, looking towards the crowded notice board.

"However, with your personality, Kiyono, you'd thrive in any class."

"The truly strong aren't bound by circumstances or era."

"But if possible, I hope you can be with people you're close to."

Between the ages of four and fourteen, Kiyono Lin had no friends.

She sat alone in the classroom, was alone in clubs, never went out for crepes or ice cream after school with close girlfriends.

Then Dubian Che came along and spent time with her in clubs and after school, but she was still alone during the much longer classroom hours.

"Ah," Kiyono Lin smiled, her hand propped under her chin, "Do you like me? Want to be in the same class?"

"How did you come to that conclusion?"

"Aren't close friends just like you?"

"I was talking about Mei. You two have a bad relationship, but it's also a deep one, isn't it?"

Kiyono Lin's beautiful face broke into a shallow, enchanting smile:

"You want to be in the same class with both of us?"

Dubian Che imagined that scenario.

A girl would talk to him, and Jiutiao Mei would kick him;

He and Kiyono Lin would chat, and Jiutiao Mei, who had been dozing off leaning on the table, would glare at him coldly from her arm;

He would chat with Jiutiao Mei, Kiyono Lin would join, then the two naturally started arguing, followed by both of them turning on him.

"That's definitely not the future I want!" Dubian Che reminisced on the first day he opted for arts.

As they chatted, they arrived in front of the notice board.

The lists of class heads and students for each class were posted on it.

There were many people in front, and they couldn't get close immediately.

A girl in front of them, seeing the two, was just about to make way when Kunii Shuichi pushed his way out from the crowd.

"Dubian!" he yelled loudly, "The three of us are still in the same class!"

"Not bad," Dubian Che also felt pleased.

"Your girlfriend is here too!"

"Mei?"

"Do you have another girlfriend?" Kunii Shuichi cursed first, then noticed Kiyono Lin standing next to Dubian Che.

He chuckled slyly, lowering his voice, "Kiyono is here too, don't worry!"

"That disgusting laugh, and besides, what am I supposed to be reassured about? I was just confirming... wait, wait a minute, you're saying I'm in the same class with both of them?"

"Yeah."

"..."

This was definitely foul play!

Was it Jiutiao Mei? Or that sycophantic principal?

Given that, Dubian Che just hoped he could sit a bit far away from both of them.

However, upon reaching Class 2-4 and finding his assigned seat, Dubian Che instantly wanted to drop out.

The seats were divided into four groups; Kiyono Lin was at the last desk of the third group, and Jiutiao Mei at the last desk of the fourth group—a spot where even someone sleeping wouldn't bother anyone.

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