Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady
Chapter 126 - 92. Detour on Chinese Valentine’s Day_2

Chapter 126: 92. Detour on Chinese Valentine’s Day_2

From the previous conversation, she seemed to be knowledgeable about Wakayama poetry and tea ceremony, but because of her cold nature, she didn’t seem to be very popular with the ladies.

Dubian Che guessed that the main reason was that she could see through lies and she herself never lied.

A harmonious atmosphere didn’t need such a person.

For example, if one of the ladies present didn’t understand Wakayama very well and she pointed it out, wouldn’t it be embarrassing?

Noticing Dubian Che’s gaze, Kiyono Lin’s eyes left the pastries on the plate.

"Mr. Dubian, do me a favor and at least try to hide your sleazy gaze," she warned in a low voice.

"Sleazy? I’m terribly sorry, but I’m having a ’Sage’ moment."

"Since when did being a ’Sage’ become so cheap? Never mind. So, Mr. Sage, how long do you plan to keep staring at my body?"

Dubian Che gave Kiyono Lin a meaningful look.

Such a good kid, unlike a certain perverted upperclassman or Queen Jiutiao with her awkward leg movements.

"I’m not looking at your body; I’m looking at fate."

"Lies."

"Fate tells me that your first child in the future will be named ’Shenye,’" Dubian Che declared confidently.

Kiyono Lin was helpless at Dubian Che’s tendency to tell lies that could be seen through in a second.

"Let’s not discuss whether I’ll have children; even if I do, I wouldn’t give them a bizarre name like ’Shenye,’ reminiscent of Masked Rider 555."

"Lin."

"Mother?" Kiyono Lin looked at her mother’s stern gaze in confusion.

Dubian Che let out a chuckle.

Jiutiao Meijie’s eyes swept over, and in an instant, Dubian Che concealed his laugh and nonchalantly picked up his tea to take a sip.

Hmm, it was scalding hot.

’Where is there a genius, I’ve only learned from my mistakes and apply what I’ve learned,’ Dubian Che thought to himself and gently blew on the tea, causing beautiful ripples to form.

Halfway through the gathering, Queen Jiutiao suggested that everyone write their Chinese Valentine’s Day wishes on small strips of paper and hang them on the bamboo trees.

"What should I wish for?"

"How about not aging anymore?"

"Getting younger?"

"I wish my child would take over his father’s work soon, and I want to cuddle with my grandchild."

"I hope that every year to come is as serene and uneventful as this one."

While the ladies chatted, the three young ones were also discussing.

"Miss Kiyono, why not wish to continue being the top of your class?" Jiutiao Meijie kindly suggested.

"Not bad, then should Miss Jiutiao wish to rank first in the exams?" Kiyono Lin replied with a smirk.

Their opposing gazes crackled with electricity.

"Mr. Dubian, perhaps you’d like to wish to rank first as well?" Kiyono Lin, still holding a grudge about the previous issue, spoke with an unfriendly tone that spread the fight.

"That sort of thing can be achieved on one’s own."

"Ah, to think you, who’s been third for five consecutive times since entering school, could say such a thing, really admires the courage you have," Kiyono Lin unkindly mocked with her penchant for telling the truth.

"Are you suggesting you can easily surpass me?" Jiutiao Meijie asked with a dangerously sweet smile.

’Why do you two always unite against me? Isn’t that a bit strange?’

"By the way," he switched the topic, "if Cowherd and Weaver themselves can only meet once a year, do they really have the power to fulfill human wishes?"

"They are Divine, even if they themselves are in a bind, granting human wishes is still easy for them. Like me, I can surpass Mr. Dubian with little study," Kiyono Lin replied casually, propping her chin with her hand while considering her wish.

"... That last remark was unnecessary," Dubian Che retorted with practiced ease.

"You two seem to get along really well, don’t you?" Jiutiao Meijie asked with a murderous look.

"Well," Kiyono Lin responded while writing her wish on the strip, "It’s not good or bad, just ordinary, I guess."

Because Kiyono Lin never lied, Jiutiao Meijie didn’t pursue the matter any further after squinting at Dubian Che for a while.

Dubian Che sighed with relief but also felt an inexplicable discomfort.

You were calling each other friends when you needed help a while back, and now the relationship is just ordinary?

Though he had never harbored any expectations, deep down, Dubian Che truly hoped to become friends with this person who never lied.

He could only blame himself for fostering his expectations and imposing his views on Kiyono Lin; disappointment was his just desserts.

How sad, to be named Unrequited Love.

Dubian Che looked at the lush bamboo situated right in the center of the Japanese-style room.

Oddly enough, indoors, a breeze—probably from the air conditioning—made the leaves rustle, imparting a refreshing sense of summer.

"And remain in love with Meiji till we’re old."

Wishes never actually come true anyway.

Meiji, who seemed to have no concept of privacy, directly took Dubian’s note.

Seeing the wish written in script that resembled that from a copybook, she uttered an "Hmm—" that sounded rather satisfied.

"What did you write?" Dubian asked her.

"Hang mine up for me." Jiutiao Meiji handed her note over to Dubian, along with his.

"To squeeze Dubian dry"

"Miss! Is it really appropriate to write such a wish?!"

"Are you shy? Or," Meiji leaned in, pretending to whisper, and gently nipped Dubian’s earlobe, "are you thinking about what just happened?"

The toes in her white cloth socks wriggled.

"..."

"Hahaha, don’t worry! The only ones who can see are you and my mother."

"..."

My ear is so ticklish, and that was really dirty with saliva.

’Cowherd and Weaver, you guys surely aren’t idle enough to actually fulfill a mortal’s wish, right?’

While hanging the notes on the bamboo leaves, Dubian quietly asked Kiyono Lin, "Mr. Kiyono, I have a question for you; which two stars are the Cowherd and the Weaver?"

"Vega and Altair, one bright star each in the constellations of Lyra and Aquila."

’Good, Cowherd and Weaver, listen up, I already know your home address, and if you dare actually fulfill that wish, watch out, I might fly a ship to blow you up in my later years.’ Although he wasn’t superstitious, Dubian still silently prayed just in case.

After all, if systems existed, then perhaps the Divine truly existed, too?

One cannot be too cautious of the stars.

While Dubian was sending a warning note to the Cowherd and Weaver, twenty-five and sixteen light-years away, a shy voice from Kiyono, as insignificant as the buzzing of a mosquito, reached him.

"Actually, apart from my mother, I don’t get along well with everyone else. So," her voice shrinking softer, "while our relationship might be ordinary, in my heart, you’re already second."

"...Oh, got it."

Girls are such crafty creatures.

And, really, there’s no need for such honesty! Saying this sort of thing so plainly makes the listener so embarrassed!

Dubian glanced surreptitiously at the note she had hung up.

It was written in a delicate and neat script:

"To prohibit lying worldwide"

’Is this girl an idiot?’

Yet, because of this, Dubian sighed a huge sigh of relief.

Forget the Cowherd and Weaver, not even the Queen Mother herself could make everyone in the world stop lying.

He was definitely not going to be squeezed dry... right?

However, it seemed like all it would take was for Meiji to decide to do so by herself?

In any case, one cannot be too cautious of a woman, so starting tomorrow, he’d better start eating food that’s good for strengthening the body.

After writing the notes, Queen Jiutiao organized a small fireworks show.

Everyone sat on the porch, surrounded by various fruit teas, while the fireworks lasted for a full fifteen minutes.

It was very beautiful.

Considering the Wind Instrument Club had training camp during the summer holiday, and since he was going to stay in Tokyo anyway, Dubian decided he’d definitely go to watch the real fireworks at the summer festival.

"What are you thinking about?" Meiji, who sat beside him, suddenly asked.

"The summer festival." Dubian replied reflexively.

He turned his head to look at Meiji, her pretty face illuminated by the fireworks, and proudly said with a smile, "Not to brag, but I’m the best goldfish scooper in the village."

"’Not to brag...’ but that just sounds like you’re definitely bragging."

Dubian propped himself up with his hands behind him, stretched out lazily, and complained, "Can’t you give your boyfriend a little face?"

"No." Beneath the fireworks, Meiji refused with a devilish grin.