Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 345 - 171. School Trip (Complete)_2

"Self-observation..." The girl sitting opposite him repeated these words with a sense of near-despairing helplessness.

After finishing their last breakfast in Kyoto, the students of Goda High School boarded the buses bound for Kyoto Station, one after another.

"The Golden Fire Dragon has already been defeated by my hand, and now we shall continue our grand journey to conquer the Golden Fire Dragon!" Kunii Shuichi raised his hand and arm, loudly proclaiming his lofty ambitions.

"Last night I tried it alone and almost got so mad that I deleted the game!"

"Don’t worry, now that Mr. Kunimi is here, leave everything to me!"

Dubian Che didn’t understand how hunting monsters in a game had become a ’grand journey’?

After all, shouldn’t at least something like making Kiyono Lin join the well-done steak faction be considered grand?

In the interlude of opening the game, Dubian Che looked out of the window.

The sky was dotted with thin clouds, like wisps of white cotton candy being pulled apart.

The bus headed for Kyoto Station sped under such a sky.

By the time the Golden Fire Dragon had displayed its power and the four players had continuously fallen exhausted, the bus had arrived at Kyoto Station.

"Everyone has twenty minutes for free time. You can go to the souvenir shops if you want, but please remember, do not leave the station, okay?"

"Yes!"

The lively voices of youth attracted the envious, curious, and reminiscent gazes of passers-by.

Dubian Che didn’t go to the souvenir shop.

Before going to bed last night, after video calling with Jiutiao Meijie, she had firmly declined his offer to bring souvenirs. freewebnσvel.cѳm

The lady’s actual words were: "With that little money you have, what can you buy?"

Despite these words, she still wore the cheap ring given by Dubian Che—according to the exchange rate of 1 point for 100 yen, 1,000 points was only 100,000 yen.

For Jiutiao Meijie... if she could earn 100,000 yen by taking a step, she would be too lazy to bother.

Apart from her, there was no one else in Tokyo that Dubian Che needed to bring souvenirs for.

Since there was no need to buy anything, and with nothing else to do, he wandered around the station and unintentionally arrived at the "Station Concert" hall.

Those four thousand pieces of glass still hung high under the dome.

The first time he came to Kyoto, the system task was to get Sahui’s autograph.

Sahui was chosen by the system for being outstanding in various aspects: her beautiful appearance, substantial bust, unique personality, and remarkable trumpet talent.

But Dubian Che was not interested in her. Instead, it was Chisako he truly wanted to befriend.

He wished he could see Chisako again, with the impending departure from Kyoto and no idea when the next meeting would be, this thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Now it was 9:30 am, with the second period just starting. What class was she taking?

Did North Uji have math for the second period on Fridays just like Goda?

Was she fussing over scratching her head in confusion?

Or, was she earnestly copying down every word of knowledge from the blackboard?

"Dubian, it’s time to gather!" Aonai’s gentle voice pulled him back to reality.

"Coming!"

Dubian Che was about to walk over to the group when his phone, tucked in the right pocket of his pants, rang.

"Where are you?"

"Kyoto Station. You’re not coming to see me off, are you?"

"How could I?! I’m secretly messaging you during class!"

"I was just standing at the performance venue of the Station Concert and suddenly thought of you."

"Why think of me!"

"I don’t have classes today, and after I get back it’ll be Saturday and Sunday, so I was wondering... what class are you in right now?"

"???"

Looking at the series of bizarre geisha emojis, Dubian Che laughed and put away his phone.

The freshman field trip was now over.

...

The weekend after the field trip felt somewhat idle.

Others went to cram school to catch up on recent studies, but Dubian Che didn’t need to be so desperate because even during the field trip, he would read a bit before bed.

He went shopping for clothes with Jiutiao Meijie in "Qingshan," "Ginza," and was then dragged to a restaurant in "Ginza" to eat raw horse meat.

Raw horse meat...

If he ever wrote an autobiography, Dubian Che would certainly gloss over these two days.

On November 9th, Monday, it was another sunny autumn day.

Dubian Che returned from his run to find Jiutiao Meijie still asleep.

"I’m off."

"Hmm." Jiutiao Meijie murmured a vague response, half asleep.

He gazed at her sleeping face.

So peaceful was her expression in sleep, sweet and soft, a complete contrast to her awake form.

Dubian Che couldn’t resist kissing her.

After kissing for a while, she pushed Dubian Che away with disdain.

Complaining of "nothing but toothpaste taste," she turned over and quickly started breathing the steady breaths of sound sleep.

In fact, Dubian Che had already had breakfast, so the toothpaste taste should have been long gone. Was it the same with last time’s ice cream? Did Jiutiao Meijie have a sense of taste sophisticated enough to become a top gourmet?

Departing Chiyoda and stepping off the train, walking uphill towards school, Dubian Che felt as if a lot of time had passed.

This morning’s class meeting was spontaneously turned into an English test by Xiaoquan Aonai.

In her words, it was to let everyone understand their current state of mind, whether they were ready to refocus and prepare for studies.

There weren’t many questions, about one of each type.

Dubian Che finished in ten minutes and took out "In Search of Lost Time," a lengthy novel by the French writer Marcel Proust, from his drawer.

Xiaoquan Aonai came up to Dubian Che, picked up the test paper resting on the corner of his desk.

She went over each answer and then put the test paper back on the desk, holding it down with an eraser.

Looking around the classroom, all the students were earnestly tackling the problems. The reading comprehension this time was particularly difficult, a question she had crafted herself.

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