Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady
Chapter 121 - 90. We all have to die sooner or later! _2

Chapter 121: 90. We all have to die sooner or later! _2

"Well then, spit it out already!" Saito Keisuke urged.

Dubian Che closed his eyes, and his brain rapidly constructed a human body data model named "Miyazaki Mieko," with rulers measuring various data constantly.

"Based on my close observations, the teacher is around 163 cm tall, with leg length of 67 centimeters, making up 41% of her height—a perfect ratio."

"We want the three sizes!"

"Superficial, it’s the legs that...never mind. The medical examination form is 29.7 centimeters wide, so we can calculate that the teacher’s front waist width is about 17, and her bust width is about 33. Then, according to my long-term visual estimates, the side waist width is 13 and the hip width is 23, no, 22, the side bust width is..."

Kunii Shuichi and Saito Keisuke, let alone catching up with the thought process, didn’t even understand what Dubian Che was talking about.

"Based on these data and building a top-down cross-sectional model, I can then apply the circular arc radius formula to calculate all the data we desire."

"There can only be one truth!"

Dubian Che opened his eyes, slightly bowed his head with a glint in the corner of his eyes.

"Mr. Miyazaki’s three sizes are 91! 59! 8... uh—"

Dubian Che’s voice came to an abrupt halt.

"Young man, what are you doing?" said Miyazaki Mieko, who stood behind him at some point.

"We’re discussing a math problem."

"A math problem? Why did I hear you talking about three sizes?"

"No, we weren’t."

"Did you or did you not?" Miyazaki Mieko’s voice lowered, filled with pressure.

"It was about three sizes, but a math problem regarding three sizes."

"You have a troubling future ahead, young man. Why would you use your clever brain for such lewd matters? I will report this to Aonai. You two as well."

"It’s not our fault! It’s Dubian’s!"

"That’s right! We tried to stop it! It was all his idea! He was the one who implemented it!"

With six lines spoken, one was a lie. Where did you guys try to stop anything? Can’t you be honest for once!

Dubian Che was so mad he felt a toothache. Couldn’t this world have more people like Kiyono Lin!

"I see," Miyazaki Mieko nodded and said, "You two, if you don’t want me to tell Aonai as well, then don’t ever discuss such matters again. Next week are the three-way meetings, you got it?"

"Got it, got it!" The thought alone of their parents being informed of this incident turned their faces pale.

"Tell the parents?!" Dubian Che felt dizzy.

"Whether to tell your parents or not is up to Aonai."

"I see, that’s good," he sighed with relief.

Although he would definitely get a lecture from Xiaoquan Aonai, she probably wouldn’t tell his parents.

"And one more thing," Miyazaki Mieko grinned, "I will tell your girlfriend about this."

"Mr. Miyazaki!" Dubian Che bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle, "I beg of you, just this once, please let me off!"

"No way," Miyazaki Mieko rejected without a second thought, "This is to help you become a dedicated Tokyo hottie, young man."

As she turned away, she muttered under her breath, "That’s for spreading my three sizes."

Dubian Che felt as if the world had turned dark and colorless.

"Dubian? Dubian! Are you ok?"

"Quick, take him to the infirmary!"

"I’m fine." Dubian Che pushed them away and took out his phone.

"Meiji."

"What is it?"

"I was wrong."

"...We’ll talk tonight." Jiutiao Meiji’s voice was emotionless.

She didn’t ask what it was, just hung up the phone. Dubian Che felt like this might be the end of his life.

’I hate bust sizes the most! Damn breasts!’

After the physicals, there was a class meeting, and then school was let out.

Xiaoquan Aonai walked into the classroom holding teaching materials, and even before reaching the podium, she said, "Dubian, go stand at the back."

"...Yes." Dubian Che weakly got up and walked to the back of the classroom.

Kunii Shuichi and Saito Keisuke looked at Dubian Che with pity.

The rest of the students curiously looked over. Xiaoquan Aonai was particularly fond of Dubian Che, what happened?

Without explaining, Xiaoquan Aonai started the class meeting, "We will start our class meeting now. There will be three-way meetings next week, please remember to tell your parents after going home..."

After speaking for two minutes, she raised her eyes to see Dubian Che looking dejected and couldn’t help but feel soft-hearted.

"Go back to your seat."

"Thank you, teacher."

"Everyone, be safe when going out this weekend. Finals are coming up, so don’t slack off on your studies."

After school, Dubian Che was called into the office by Xiaoquan Aonai.

There sat Miyazaki Mieko in Xiaoquan Aonai’s chair, chatting and snacking with Akiko.

Seeing Xiaoquan Aonai come in, Akiko said, "Aonai, are you done?"

"I’ll be ready soon."

It seemed they were planning to go out.

When they saw Dubian Che enter the office, both women started laughing at the same time.

"Dubian, I heard you’ve been peeking at the three sizes of all the schoolgirls, and you’ve created a database to estimate every girl’s bust size," Akiko said, teasingly pinching a chip.

"Akiko!" Xiaoquan Aonai called out helplessly.

"It’s not true, it was just some girls, and about the estimating, I was bluffing," Dubian Che said awkwardly.

Miyazaki Mieko, never one to avoid stirring things, laughed and said, "Young man, don’t be modest, you got my three sizes all right."

"That was just a wild guess."

"Let’s have a try then!" Akiko clapped her hands together, "Give you one minute to calculate our Aonai’s three sizes."

Dubian Che subconsciously glanced at Xiaoquan Aonai’s chest.

Who needs a minute for that.

Bust size 84, waist size...

Xiaoquan Aonai slammed the teaching material down on his head with a "smack," "What are you looking at? Want to stand as punishment again?"

"It’s an instinctive response to a teacher’s question. Teacher, please believe me, I am truly..."

"Instinct!" Xiaoquan Aonai hit him again, irritated.

Miyazaki Mieko and Akiko burst into great laughter, accidentally crushing the chips.