The light drizzle from the morning had stopped, and sunlight streamed in through the windows on the left.

Dubian Che propped his chin with his left hand, listening intently to the lecture.

At some point, Jiutiao Meijie poked his back, and he took out the notebook they used for chatting during Physics class from under his desk.

"?" (Dubian)

"Bored." (Jiutiao)

"One day, K said to T, 'I'm so bored. Tell me a joke.' T said, 'I love you.' K said, 'I've liked someone for a long time...' T said, 'I'm just kidding.' K said, 'The person I like has an n and e in their surname.' T, whose surname was Watanabe, said, 'It's a joke, but it's not a lie.' K said, 'The person I like is Seino.'" (Dubian)

"A confession? I don't like girls." (Kiyono)

"If you're blind, I can arrange a doctor for you. What I want you to see is {T said: 'I love you.'}" (Jiutiao)

"I thought you were taking the chance to confess to me." (Kiyono)

"If you kneel down and lick my shoes, Miss can bestow upon you the phrase 'I like you,' which is a treatment that only Dubian gets. Thank me for it." (Jiutiao)

"Oh, I'm sorry, even if you kneel down and lick my shoes, I still won't like you. Also, I'm not interested in Mr. Dubian Che's personal preferences in this regard, so don't tell me about it." (Kiyono)

"I have such preferences?!" (Dubian)

"They can be developed." (Jiutiao)

"If it's about stepping on Dubian Che, I might be interested." (Kiyono)

"You two, pay attention to the class!" (Dubian)

"Dubian." The math teacher stopped writing on the board and caught Dubian Che passing notes at just the right moment.

"...Present."

"Whatever you have to say can wait until after class."

Laughter, with its volume turned down, filled the surrounding classroom.

"...Yes."

"You will stand for the rest of this class."

"...Yes."

Jiutiao Meijie was no longer bored, and Kiyono Lin was happy. As the spring warmth enveloped them both, they left Dubian Che standing alone in the cold.

After class, as soon as Dubian Che sat down, he turned to look at the two beautiful girls.

"Why am I the one punished when you two were the ones arguing in class? I was just reminding you to pay attention," he said with a puzzled tone.

"It all started because of Jiutiao. Go and complain to her," Kiyono Lin nonchalantly took out a book.

"Are you complaining to her? My poor little Che?" Jiutiao Meijie reached out and affectionately caressed Dubian Che's neck.

"I'm complaining to both of you!" exclaimed Dubian Che. "Flirting and teasing, one likes you, and the other will never like you. Do you even care about me?"

Jiutiao Meijie's hand was not cold, slightly cooler than his own body temperature.

This hand, neither cold nor hot, gently stroked his neck, and Dubian Che felt warmth in his heart.

He took her hand off, as if displeased, and squeezed it.

Jiutiao Meijie let Dubian Che hold her hand, maintaining the posture, and with a flirtatious tilt of her snow-white neck, she turned her face to look at Kiyono Lin.

"Mr. Dubian, vegetable juice," Kiyono Lin said, eyes on the book in her hands.

"Vegetable juice?" Dubian Che asked, puzzled.

"To help you prove you weren't lying to Jiutiao, you promised to run errands to buy drinks for me."

"...There was such a thing."

"Vegetable juice, now, go."

Dubian Che looked at the unemotional Kiyono Lin for two seconds, then slowly turned his head towards Jiutiao Meijie.

Jiutiao Meijie was smiling, her expression saying 'go ahead and try.'

"It's all your fault for not believing me," Dubian Che complained.

He took charge with such a natural air of authority that it took Jiutiao Meijie by surprise.

"Pfft!" Ichiki Aoi, who had been pretending to study but was actually eavesdropping, let out a laugh.

Jiutiao Meijie glanced at the back of Ichiki Aoi's head, then turned her gaze to Dubian Che.

"I must keep my word," Dubian Che said.

Jiutiao Meijie squinted her eyes and smiled, sizing him up for a moment before saying,

"Go ahead, I give you permission. Don't let others laugh at us."

Dubian Che stood up, but just then,

"Sit down, I don't feel like drinking it anymore," Kiyono Lin lightly flipped a page of her book.

Even outside, Shibuya Station knew that Ms. R was in high spirits and happy.

"..." Dubian Che didn't know whether to sit or stand.

"Hahaha, mmm!" Ichiki Aoi tried to suppress her laughter.

"If she doesn't want it, let it be. Sit down, Dubian," Jiutiao Meijie glanced at Kiyono Lin, seemingly displeased with her for teasing her boyfriend.

Next, she tenderly took Dubian Che's hand again, pressing it against her delicate and beautiful cheek, one that no one dared to offend, and said,

"It's all my fault. I made someone who always keeps promises agree to such a condition. From now on, I will believe every word you say."

"It's a lie, Mr. Dubian," Kiyono Lin sent a friendly reminder.

'You don't need to tell me, I know!'

Miss Jiutiao, who didn't study, enjoyed passing time with the notebook, and she always handed it to Kiyono Lin after Dubian Che wrote something romantic.

Once Kiyono Lin joined in, the two immediately started to mock each other with all sorts of vicious language.

As for Dubian Che, a good man doesn't quarrel with women; his comic relief and willingness to please were not worth mentioning. He was thinking,

He should keep the notebook and one day, such as his 25th birthday, read it aloud in front of them.

What would their expressions be like?

The future was brimming with things to look forward to.

During lunch break, Dubian Che and Saito Keisuke returned from the cafeteria when someone from the broadcast club came looking for him.

"What's up?" Dubian Che asked.

"Tomorrow is the sports festival, and I heard that Mr. Dubian is participating?" asked the girl from the broadcast club.

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