"Then we won't hold back!" Before Dubian Che and Jiutiao Meijie could react, Mrs. Jiutiao had already sat down.

Being able to blend in naturally with the young people seemed like an interesting experience for her vacation; she was all smiles at the moment.

"You two, sit down," Mrs. Jiutiao patted the picnic blanket.

Dubian Che and Jiutiao Meijie obediently sat down.

Mayi Asuka immediately moved closer, wanting to sit on the other side of Dubian Che, but was blocked by Jiutiao Zhenji.

"Sorry, Mayi Asuka," Mrs. Jiutiao said with a smile, "Che is mine today."

"...Mine?" Mayi Asuka tilted her head slightly, her thin lips emitting a faint voice.

"Yes, mine." Jiutiao Zhenji wrapped an arm around Dubian Che's arm, "Isn't that right, Che?"

"...As long as you're happy."

"Really, I've told you so many times not to use honorifics with me, we've gone out together several times after all."

"..."

Mayi Asuka nodded in understanding.

Xiaoquan Aonai's gaze shuttled between Jiutiao Meijie and Jiutiao Zhenji, then she suddenly seemed to remember something and said:

"Right, try the cake!"

"Thank you! I love cake the most! Ah, it's so beautiful, so cute, did you really make this yourself?"

Dubian Che: "..."

Assuming it was self-made, the cakes by Xiaoquan Aonai and Mayi Asuka were indeed passable, but Mrs. Jiutiao's reaction was exaggerated or maybe just getting into the role.

"Che," Mayi Asuka cut a slice, "I made this."

"Thank you, but I can cut it myself," Dubian Che did not take the piece from her hand and cut a slice for himself.

Very polite, sorry Mayi Asuka.

But showing intimacy in front of Jiutiao Meijie would only make her critical of the two, and it might end up causing a bad incident in the end.

Even aside from that, he couldn't show intimacy with another girl in front of Jiutiao Meijie.

After all, Jiutiao Meijie was his girlfriend.

"Mmm—delicious, Che, try this!"

"No need!"

"Really good, come on, ah—"

"Really, no need!" Dubian Che avoided it, lips pursed tightly.

Being intimate with girls... it seemed that exception was Jiutiao Zhenji.

While all this was happening, the scene had moved back to an old drama.

"Good afternoon, Kiyono."

"Good afternoon, Ji... Meijie."

The two young ladies looked at each other, one with a smile, the other with an expressionless face.

"Have you changed your ways?" Jiutiao Meijie asked.

"Thank you for your concern. I came because I heard Mr. Dubian was coming, but I didn't expect you would be here, Meijie."

"Don't want to see me?"

Kiyono Lin showed a 'you-know-what-I-mean' indifferent expression.

"Nevermind." Jiutiao Meijie's voice was melodious; she scanned Kiyono Lin from top to bottom: "That blue dress is very pretty, and the white belt matches well."

"Thank you," Kiyono Lin said flatly.

"I'm not lying, I genuinely complimented you." Jiutiao Meijie chuckled, "Aren't you going to compliment my clothes?"

Kiyono Lin sneered, "I thought you're shallow enough, but I didn't expect you to care about wearing matching clothes."

"Well, I like him, so I want our clothes to match. Forget it, you wouldn't understand anyway. But how did you know Dubian was coming here today?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Dubian," Jiutiao Meijie called out to Dubian Che, who was dodging his mother's spoon-feeding.

"What is it?" Dubian Che immediately replied—a high school girl from 19** was too difficult to serve, so wilfully capricious, just yesterday she was imperious and above approach.

"Did you tell Kiyono that we were coming to Meiji Shrine today?"

"No," Dubian Che could guess from this comment why Kiyono Lin had appeared here.

"How did you know I was coming here?" he asked, his eyes seeming to question 'do you have the power of foresight now?'

"Ichiki told me," Kiyono Lin replied with a look that scolded 'stop spouting nonsense.'

"Ichiki?" Dubian Che looked perplexedly at Ichiki Aoi.

"Well," Ichiki Aoi replied nervously, "Kunimi told me about it."

"Kunimi?" Why did a guy come into the picture?

"He said today was Goda's Koshien preliminary game, and asked if we wanted to come watch the game. I told Kiyono that, and she gave us a day off. The minister knows I came..."

"I'm not interested in your affairs," Jiutiao Meijie interrupted her.

"Oh, okay," Ichiki Aoi nodded quickly, "and then, I tried to invite Kiyono, but she never accepts invitations, just like Mr. Dubian, so I asked Kunimi if Dubian was coming. Kunimi said he would call Dubian to invite him to watch the game, saying Dubian's house is close to Shengong Stadium and that he's a member of the baseball team, and would surely come."

"So you told me, 'Dubian is also here'?" Kiyono Lin looked at Ichiki Aoi.

Ichiki Aoi, somewhat embarrassed, quickly said, "But he really did come."

"The thing is, Kunimi never called me."

"Kunimi lied to me?!" Ichiki Aoi's eyes widened slightly.

"I'll check my records, maybe I didn't notice," Dubian Che reached into his pocket, failing to find his phone.

Did he lose it?—At that moment, he remembered lending his phone to Jiutiao Meijie to show her some photos, and he had not taken it back.

"Meijie, you have my phone, right?" he said.

Jiutiao Meijie looked at Kiyono Lin with a smiling face while raising her left hand.

Dubian Che grabbed her left hand with his, and reached into his baseball jacket sleeve with the right hand, pulling out the phone.

"No..." Before he could finish, the phone rang.

"Dubian, come out, Shengong Stadium, free ticket to see Mr. Kunimi's home run!"

"Just arrived," Dubian Che said to Ichiki Aoi.

Jiutiao Meijie smiled at Kiyono Lin, who took a paper cup and sipped the barley tea as if she hadn't seen a thing.

ps: Thanks to [Armored Aircraft Carrier Taiho] for the fourth Alliance Hierarch, much appreciated.

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