Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 347 - 172. Daily Life Heading Towards Winter Camping (1)

3:30 p.m., the bell signaling the end of class rang.

"Everyone remember to go back and summarize well, the learning after the tests are distributed is very important, oh."

"Yes—"

I packed up my textbooks and put the pencils and erasers back into the pencil case.

"Jiutiao, today I and Kunimi are on duty, you can go ahead, no need to wait for us."

"Okay."

Dubian Che closed his backpack, tucked his chair under the desk, and left the classroom.

A boy burst out the front door of Class 3 followed by an angry girl wielding a blackboard eraser.

This pair, do they have a chase battle every day after school?

Just go get married already and stop spreading chalk dust all over the hallways.

Dubian Che swung his right hand in front of his nose, the dust parted like water, only to quickly close back up.

In the brief moment, Dubian Che saw Kiyono Lin coming out of Class 1’s room, quickly vanishing at the end of the hallway.

Hmph, nothing but a door-opening tool.

"Cough! Cough!" Dubian Che hurried away from the chalk dust’s range.

After reaching the fifth floor of the teaching building, walking on the elevated walkway toward the club building, he heard the sound of musical instrument practice from the third floor’s music classroom.

The French horn... that must be Xiangze, he’s really improved a lot.

Reminiscing about competing with Xiangze for the title of "Sahui’s number one fan," Dubian Che entered the Human Observation Department which he hadn’t visited in seven days.

The setting sun in the west, a girl sat by the window reading.

Dubian Che sat down in his own spot, pulled out "Chasing Water Years," and glanced at the empty sofa.

Jiutiao Meijie hadn’t appeared all day.

"The water’s boiled, if you want tea, brew it yourself," Kiyono Lin said without looking up from her book.

"Aren’t you going to brew it for me? That’s the only employee benefit, and the reason I come to the club every day. You really shouldn’t be such a capitalist, Kiyono."

"I am descended from capitalists, on the contrary, Mr. Dubian, despite being born into a farming family, you lack the qualities of simplicity, introversion, and honesty," Kiyono Lin scanned line by line across the hardcover book.

"What do you have against farmers?"

"You really are..." Kiyono Lin sighed.

She put down the book, stood up, brewed the bitterest green tea for Dubian Che, and muttered, "I have prejudices against you."

"Thanks. By the way, the meaning of prejudice involves a judgment formed with subjective emotions, so, Kiyono," Dubian Che lifted the tea, gently blew on it, "what kinds of subjective emotions do you have for me? Is it love?"

Kiyono Lin returned to her seat.

"I think you’re someone with a severe excess of self-awareness; that’s my prejudice against you."

"So you’re saying I’m confident?" Dubian Che pointed at her with the hand holding the tea, smiling, "Not straightforward, but considering you’re so pretty..."

"Can you keep it down? Can’t you see I’m reading? If you can’t even understand basic manners, I suggest you..."

"Hm? Hm!" Dubian Che frowned, struggling to swallow the tea, "Why is it so bitter?!"

Kiyono Lin watched his slightly twisted face, her own cold face behind the book, laughing.

Their conversation started casually and ended abruptly. That was it; they each turned to reading seriously.

As the sunlight faded, Dubian Che was puzzling over how to translate "As one sleeps alone, around them still revolves an eternity’s wheel of time, orderly like the stars and constellations (in French)" when a crisp knock sounded.

Kiyono Lin stopped flipping pages and placed a bookmark.

"Come in."

"Excuse me." Ichiki Aoi walked in.

Dubian Che glanced at her then returned his gaze, grappling with the complex French sentence.

Ichiki Aoi sat in front of Kiyono Lin and placed a stack of papers between them.

"Kiyono, this is the report I promised you."

"Thank you." Kiyono Lin poured her a cup of black tea.

"No, I should be the one thanking you for all your help."

Kiyono Lin nodded but didn’t reach for the report, arms folded, asking:

"Ichiki, if you could go back to before the school trip, what would you choose to do?"

Ichiki Aoi was quiet for a long time, seriously pondering the question.

"I would probably still confess," she said with a helpless smile, "I liked Asuka for so long, without doing anything, life couldn’t continue."

"I understand," Kiyono Lin nodded.

Then her expression softened, nowhere near tender, but enough to comfort.

"You’ve tried your best, Ichiki," she said softly.

"...Why bring this up, haha!" Ichiki Aoi scratched her head embarrassedly, but her voice couldn’t hide the lonely undertones.

After Ichiki Aoi left, Kiyono Lin picked up the report and began to flip through it page by page.

Not long into her reading, she set the report down, closed her eyes, and rubbed her temples tiredly.

"What’s wrong?" Dubian Che, having finally figured out the translation, asked.

"The struggle, wavering, hope, pain, hesitation, heavy psychological descriptions, plus imagined scenarios of success and failure—it’s a detailed report. But for me, handling this type of monologue that resembles a love letter is just too much."

"Serves you right," Dubian Che said without an ounce of pity, "It’s your own fault for taking on the task."

Kiyono Lin opened her eyes and pulled out a few pages she’d finished reading.

"Now you read it," the girl demanded fiercely.

"Why should I?!"

"Do you want to understand the power of a Minister?"

If it weren’t for her refined and ethereal beauty, her exquisitely slender waist, her uniquely beautiful legs, and the fact that she was his most important friend—who was indeed the rightful Minister of the Human Observation Department—Dubian Che would certainly... grab her proud little cheek and forcefully pour the remainder of his bitter tea, which he didn’t want a second sip of, down her throat.

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