Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 390 - 188. Winter Camping (10)

"Lights out?"

"Okay—"

"It’s so dark outside, you can’t see a single light."

"Yeah, living in the city all the time, I didn’t realize night could be this dark."

"Truly, the darkness in the mountains is the real deal."

"What the heck are you talking about?"

"Don’t you guys think that what I just said had a lot of style?"

"I just think you’re an idiot."

Right next to the window, Kiyono Lin put her book down beside her pillow and lay down in the warm blanket.

Away from her book, the chatter of the girls in the same dormitory uncontrollably invaded her eardrums.

Girls were five to a room too, and aside from her, there were four others including Yuzao Haomei. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Speaking of mountains, didn’t Mr. Dubian grow up in the mountains?"

Here it comes again.

Kiyono Lin silently sighed.

Whether it was the Wind Instrument Club cram school or a school trip, come nighttime, the topics among girls would always revolve around boys and love.

"It seems to be a mountain village in Iwate Prefecture called Misezawa."

"You seem to know a lot! Spill it, do you have designs on him?"

"I heard it from someone else!"

"What’s there to talk about that guy?" Yuzao Haomei’s voice spoke, "Did you guys forget he hit a girl?"

"Did Mr. Dubian really curse at all the girls in the Wind Instrument Club? I can’t see him being that kind of person at all."

"I feel the same."

"Of course! If you don’t believe it, just ask the other girls in the Wind Instrument Club!" Yuzao Haomei said.

Kiyono Lin knew the whole story: he cursed at the girls in the Wind Instrument Club because of her, and he hit someone to protect that girl.

Perhaps she was the only one who could see through his true nature.

He was honest among the honest, dirty among the dirty, and in crucial moments, he could endure hardships that most people couldn’t bear and do things most people couldn’t imagine.

He easily blended into the atmosphere, adapted to his surroundings, yet managed to maintain his self.

Unlike her, she could only live in honest soil, beyond that, she didn’t want to and didn’t have the capacity to be anywhere else.

"Mr. Dubian usually seems like a very cheerful and friendly person, I never would have thought he could do such a thing."

"Yeah, yeah, he was so cool at the sports festival!"

"Now that you mention it, I’ve always thought Mr. Dubian, apart from being good-looking, has a lot of mysterious qualities that are very attractive."

"Right, right, I feel that too!"

"Do you guys feel it too? I thought it was just my mistaken impression!"

"Listen you guys!" Yuzao Haomei sounded a bit angry, "Didn’t we just say he hits people? He’s a complete and utter hypocrite!"

In the darkness, Kiyono Lin smiled faintly.

Dubian Che had such charm:

Even if people knew he was truly hypocritical and spouted nonsense all day, they were still drawn to some quality in him, whether strength, deviousness, handsomeness, or nonchalance.

For many girls, were they even willing to be deceived by him?

"By the way, who received invitations for the campfire party tomorrow night?"

"Haomei, you must have a lot, right? Hehe, come on, tell us who?"

"Who’d believe that silly legend, I don’t plan to dance with those guys at all!"

"I say, Haomei sometimes calling herself ’Haomei’ is really so cute!"

"I think so too! Super cute! Average people would seem affected, but Haomei is totally different!"

"I didn’t call myself that, how could I! I’m so grown up, calling oneself by their name, how embarrassing!"

The girls clamored around the question ’Did Yuzao Haomei really call herself Haomei’, as Kiyono Lin wondered, tomorrow, who would Dubian Che invite?

She looked out the window.

The weather was bad tonight, without a hint of moon or starlight, and the snowy fields were deathly silent.

******

December 4th, Friday, the third day of winter camping.

Today was the last day, and during the daytime, the students could freely choose to ski, fish, or hike.

Jiutiao Meijie had slept the first day, attended the test of courage in the evening, and later at night was taken care of by Dubian Che—or rather, she took care of Dubian Che.

The second day, she went off-roading in the morning and played games for an hour in the afternoon; when she was finally about to start working, Dubian Che came, and before it was even evening, she was again taken care of by Dubian Che.

Today, the third day, because she had to attend the evening campfire, she could only make the most of the daytime to work hard.

Dubian Che wanted to stay and keep her company.

"You go play your games, don’t bother me."

"I promise not to bother you, not touch you, and just quietly read a book to the side. Even someone as energetic as me doesn’t think about that sort of thing all the time!"

"Do I want to touch you?" Jiutiao Meijie’s right hand moved downward.

"...Then I’d be forced to do it against my will."

Satisfying his girlfriend was also one of the conditions for becoming remarkable, which was Dubian Che’s consistent thought.

"And then another three or four hours are gone?"

"We could skip a lot of steps, and if we’re quick, it’ll take an hour..."

"Get out." Jiutiao Meijie retracted her hand and pointed toward the door.

He was kicked out.

There was no sound of people at the camping site, and far away on the mountain slopes, the ski slopes like white cloths had tiny figures dotted about.

Dubian Che returned to the cabin, and as expected, Kunii Shuichi and the others weren’t there.

"Where are you guys?"

The Line messages he sent remained unread, and for a moment, Dubian Che was unsure what to do next.

As he admired the "Dubian Che Oddity" that the third class had built yesterday—carved with the words "Shameless Dubian" on it—he pondered whether to go skiing or fishing when he saw someone coming out of the open-air hot spring from afar.

It was Kiyono Lin.

Dubian Che strolled over: "Why did you soak in the bath alone?"

"Do you need two people for taking a bath?"

Her hair had been carefully dried with a hairdryer, but the tips were still damp.

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