Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 406 - 194. Heading Toward the Christmas at the End of the Term (3)_2

Chapter 406: 194. Heading Toward the Christmas at the End of the Term (3)_2

Mayi Asuka shook her head gently, her bangs swaying, shimmering like ripples on a lake under the restaurant lights.

"...Oboe."

Kiyono Lin’s eyes, large and black as pearls, shifted to the very right of her sockets, staring at Dubian Che.

Dubian Che looked at her, puzzled, then picked up a skewer of grilled chicken.

’Do you want some?’ he asked with his eyes.

Kiyono Lin averted her gaze.

"Why? Asuka is so amazing at the tenor horn!" Ichiki Aoi looked at Mayi Asuka, not understanding.

Mayi Asuka looked at Dubian Che, "Dubian, you’re awesome, I want to try."

"Because of that." Ichiki Aoi seemed to understand, "When I heard Mr. Dubian’s oboe, it startled me too. I didn’t know there was an instrument that could produce such beautiful sounds."

She suddenly waved her arm:

"I’ve decided! I’ll continue to play the instrument and become a professional tenor horn player, and join the same orchestra as Asuka! Wait for me, Asuka!"

Mayi Asuka nodded indifferently.

"What about Kunimi and Saito? What do you guys plan to do in the future?" Only Ichiki Aoi was interested in the two of them.

"I want to be a star baseball player with an annual income of five hundred million yen!" Kunii Shuichi declared with his face looking up.

"I want to work in the gaming industry and make good... games." Compared to the others who were just talking, Saito Keisuke’s expression was much more serious.

But it’s about sister-type games, isn’t it?

Is desire really the greatest driving force for a person?

While Dubian Che was considering what desires he had, Ichiki Aoi asked him, "Mr. Dubian, what do you plan to do in the future?"

Having finished his curry, Dubian Che put down his spoon and wiped his hands with a wet towel.

"It’s because I don’t know what to do that I’m asking you guys," he said.

Having finished her dinner as well, Kiyono Lin gave Dubian Che a sneering look that seemed almost contemptuous:

"Mr. Dubian, if you can’t find a job, you can come to me."

"Are you offering to support me?"

"...Can’t you be a little more ambitious? I think you have the capabilities to clean toilets."

"If it’s only for taking care of R-san’s toilet, I think I could accept..."

"Shut up."

"The face of the capitalist changes so quickly," said country boy Dubian Che, with a look of envy for the rich.

When Kiyono Lin sighed with a headache, Ichiki Aoi changed the subject: "Mr. Dubian, what was your dream when you were little?"

"My childhood dream?"

"Yeah." Ichiki Aoi nodded.

She said:

"Childhood dreams are generally not very realistic, right? But with Mr. Dubian’s capabilities, even if it’s unrealistic, you might try to pursue it. How about trying your childhood dream before you find a goal?"

"Ichiki makes a good point... Oh!" Kunii Shuichi exclaimed as if just remembering, "I recall you used to aspire to become Prime Minister from a young age, didn’t you?"

His voice was so loud that a family at the next table looked over.

Aside from Dubian Che, Kiyono Lin, and Mayi Asuka, the remaining two were very embarrassed.

"Keep it down!" Saito Keisuke hissed.

Kunii Shuichi, embarrassed, bowed his head and continued eating his burger.

Dubian Che didn’t correct the ’aspired from a young age’ remark, nor did he mention that his childhood dream had been to become a slacker civil servant.

"Ichiki, what was your childhood dream?" Dubian Che asked in return.

"Me? Before kindergarten, my dream was to open a cake shop to eat whenever I wanted; after starting elementary school, I wanted to marry Xiangxiang from Ueno Zoo, and I still haven’t given up on that dream!"

Xiangxiang, the female panda.

Speaking of pandas, Ichiki Aoi was all excitement.

She continued:

"I go to Ueno Zoo to see the pandas every year, and when I take a bath, I watch their videos on YouTube. I heard that every family in Sichuan, China, has a panda. I’m so jealous, I want to have one too."

"..." Dubian Che didn’t know what to say for a moment.

He said helplessly, "Ichiki, that’s not true, it’s impossible for every family to have one."

"But I saw many Chinese people on Twitter and YouTube saying so! There are photos too!"

"...Then it must be true."

After dinner, everyone continued studying.

Having the idea to try, Ichiki Aoi asked Mayi Asuka to stay and tutor her with her homework, and to her surprise, she actually agreed.

She nearly jumped for joy.

On the dining table, there was only the rustling sound of pens brushing over paper.

"Asuka, how do you do this problem?" Ichiki Aoi moved her textbook to between them.

In moving it, she accidentally touched the pen.

The pencil, gliding across the smooth table surface, fell to the ground and then rolled for a while before finally coming to rest by Kiyono Lin’s feet.

Kiyono Lin put down her pen, tied her hair behind her ears, and bent down to pick it up.

"Thank you, Mr. Dubian!"

After returning the pen to Ichiki Aoi, Kiyono Lin picked up her own pen, intending to continue working on the problem when she suddenly asked,

"Asuka, do you have a habit of taking off your shoes?"

Don’t answer, don’t answer, don’t answer—were the thoughts of Dubian Che as he worked on his math problems.

"...I’m sorry," Mayi Asuka said as she slipped her sore feet back into her shoes.

"Don’t apologize, it’s okay. Many people from the Island Country have the habit of taking off their shoes; I was just asking casually."

"Asuka actually took off her shoes?" Ichiki Aoi’s face was filled with the regret that read ’I should have picked it up myself.’

After the pencil-picking incident passed, they returned to their problems.

"...This problem is very simple, try thinking about it yourself," Mayi Asuka said after a glance at the problem, and continued to play with her phone.

"Alright," Ichiki Aoi replied listlessly, shifting back to her textbook.

The study session lasted until nine o’clock, after which everyone parted ways in front of the shop.

"Great job today, everyone. Good luck on the exam tomorrow!" Ichiki Aoi waved goodbye.

"I’ll walk you home," Dubian Che said to Kiyono Lin.

"Mm," Kiyono Lin responded with a slight nod.

As the system had said, Tokyo during Christmas was decorated like a dream, with lights on the sidewalk trees lit up and the streets filled with a romantic atmosphere.

At the entrance of many shops, employees were already dressed in Christmas attire.

The two walked along the brightly lit streets, looking at the display windows decorated with Christmas ornaments.

"Have you never seriously thought about what you want to do in the future?" Kiyono Lin asked.

Dubian Che pulled his gaze from ’researching a reindeer antler on a shop window,’ looked ahead at the winter streets, and said,

"There’s no rush with those kinds of things. Some people know what they want to do before they go to university, but many others figure out what they want to do after they get there."

"People who hold that kind of thinking usually end up not wanting to do anything in the end."

Dubian Che turned his head.

Kiyono Lin’s pretty little face, framed by her white scarf, looked even more adorable.

Amidst the sound of car tires rolling across the pavement, he said smiling,

"People who don’t want to do anything will realize after four years that they really don’t want to do anything."

"Sophistry," Kiyono Lin said, giving him a pointed look.

A nearby store was playing a song.

"After the rain in the dead of night, it will turn to snow, right?"

"Silent night, Holy night"

"You surely won’t come, a Christmas Eve alone"

"What song is this?" Dubian Che stopped and asked Kiyono Lin.

"Silent Night by Yamashita Takashi," Kiyono Lin replied.

"After the rain in the dead of night, it will turn to snow, right? Nice lyrics," Dubian Che hummed, dancing to the rhythm.

Saying he was dancing was a bit of a stretch; it was more like a slight swaying from side to side.

Watching his comical movements, Kiyono Lin felt a mix of exasperation and amusement, finding him impossible to deal with.

As she laughed, Dubian Che looked even more smug.

"Miss Kiyono, would you like to join me on Christmas Eve to witness the moment when the rain turns into snowflakes?"

"Okay," Kiyono Lin nodded.

Dubian Che’s movements suddenly halted.

"...What did you just say?" he asked.

"It’s a private party, and although I can’t leave on my own, if you and Jiutiao are joining, my family would allow us to go out."

"..."

What’s going on?

It was just a whimsical question, led by the lyrics of the song in a moment of good spirits.

Could it be that he had to kiss Jiutiao Meijie in front of Kiyono Lin?

Kiyono Lin noticed his expression: "What’s wrong?"

"Mr. Dubian," Dubian Che readjusted his backpack that had slipped down from dancing, "do you know about ’White Album’?"

"What’s that?"

"It’s a long story; let’s talk as we walk."

From the shop playing "Silent Night," the faint voice of Dubian Che could be heard as they walked away,

"On a certain night, I turned on the television and saw that Tokyo MX TV was broadcasting..."

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