Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady
Chapter 158 - 103. Summer Festival (1)_2

Chapter 158: 103. Summer Festival (1)_2

"You, what do you mean! You look down on me, huh!"

"Wait, don’t cry, don’t cry, I didn’t mean to look down on you!"

"Cry? Who would cry? Haomei would never cry!"

Yuzao Haomei, hands on her hips, tried to look as imposing as possible while looking up at Dubian Che, her chest pushed out prominently, displaying her voluptuous curves to the fullest.

"Yes, yes, you won’t cry. Yuzao is the best."

Yuzao Haomei puffed her cheeks, clearly dissatisfied with his condescending tone.

"Mr. Dubian, could you possibly help us out?" Ayane Kumi brought the topic back on track.

"I’ll try," Dubian Che sighed, "but it’s highly unlikely to succeed."

"That’s okay, just the act of trying to set it up is enough!"

Ayane Kumi and Yuzao Haomei both looked delighted; it seemed they both genuinely wanted to be friends with Kiyono Lin.

Having agreed, Dubian Che started making arrangements on his way home.

First, he called Jiutiao Meijie.

"What’s up?" Jiutiao Meijie’s voice came through, commanding yet teasingly coy.

"What are you doing?"

"What? You miss me?"

"Not really. Are you free tomorrow? Can we meet up earlier?"

Jiutiao Meijie laughed scornfully, her voice lazy, as if she had relaxed and leaned back in her chair.

"How about we go swimming tomorrow?"

There was the sound of a pen tapping on paper over the phone, probably her pondering.

After a short pause,

"My private beach in Nan Izu is under maintenance, and Okinawa is too far—six hours round trip by plane."

Is this the way rich people think, or is it just Jiutiao Meijie who has unusual thought processes?

Dubian Che leaned towards the latter but didn’t dare to ask out loud.

One has to have limits, after all, and it’s better not to upset Jiutiao Meijie by suggesting she thinks differently from others—who knows how hurt she’d be?

Just kidding.

"That’s not what I meant. How about the pool near Shibuya Station? Two hours of swimming will suffice."

"Shibuya Station? That kind of public pool?" Jiutiao Meijie’s contemptuous laughter came through.

"...So, you won’t go?"

"Feeling down? Look, when I’m free, I’ll take you to my beach, and you can help me apply sunscreen."

Images of Jiutiao Meijie, whom he’d love to embrace fiercely, her svelte waist and long, fair legs, crossed Dubian Che’s mind, making his breathing momentarily heavier—a little detail picked up clearly by the phone.

"Hmm?" Jiutiao Meijie emitted a flirtatiously puzzled hum, laced with laughter.

"Why is it so hot? The air conditioning in the train is really bad," Dubian Che cleared his throat, "What time shall we meet tomorrow evening?"

"Seven o’clock. At the outdoor music pool in Hibiya Park."

"Understood. By the way," Dubian Che said, pretending to be casual, "if you’re not coming, is it okay if I go swimming with some classmates?"

"Go ahead," Jiutiao Meijie said casually.

"Are you really not able to make it?" Dubian Che struggled to keep the corners of his mouth from rising, his voice tinged with regret.

"Didn’t I tell you, I’m busy," Jiutiao Meijie’s tone was slightly impatient.

"Then... okay." Dubian Che’s words were filled with disappointment.

"Gotcha. I’ll have someone book the entire pool for tomorrow."

"Ah?"

"Do you love me?"

"...Yes," Dubian Che was cornered.

Jiutiao Meijie nodded in satisfaction, oblivious to the fact that Dubian Che couldn’t see her.

"About those classmates..."

"Kunii Shuichi and Saito Keisuke? Tell them to get lost."

"...Not them." Dubian Che felt more nervous than in an official Wind Music competition. He swallowed hard, choosing his words carefully: "Actually, the swimming invitation was from a senior at the Wind Instrument Club. Of course! She’s not the only girl going!"

"Repeat that?"

"Meijie, I love you," Dubian Che no longer cared about the strange looks from others in the train car.

"I asked you to repeat what you JUST said."

"I can repeat it many times. Meijie, I love you."

"Are you sure you want me to repeat it a third time?"

"Meijie, listen to me! When she invited me, I instantly told her: without my girlfriend’s permission, I won’t go. I also thought it’s a great chance to swim with you!"

"..."

"...Meijie?"

"You seem quite close to the girls from the Wind Instrument Club," Jiutiao Meijie’s voice held a coldness that could freeze the whole train car.

"It’s not like that!" This was one point Dubian Che was confident about, "When I first joined, I made sure to set boundaries by being quite unpleasant to them. You’ll see for yourself when you come tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, I’ll see for myself just how—close—you all are. If I’m not satisfied, you can say goodbye to the Wind Instrument Club."

"I swear on Shibuya Station, if I lie to you, let the train derail!"

Clang clang, the train relentlessly continued on its designated path.

"Smooth talker," Jiutiao Meijie scoffed on the other end of the line, her voice carrying a warning: "If I find out you lied, lying on the tracks will be your best option."

After hanging up, Dubian Che breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, to help Kiyono Lin, he had deliberately soured his relationships with the people from the Wind Instrument Club; otherwise, tomorrow’s Obon meeting would spell his doom.

But, unexpectedly, Jiutiao Meijie had agreed—could it be that the lady has really taken a liking to him?

Dubian Che pondered for a long while, unable to figure it out, and eventually gave up trying to understand.

After calming his emotions, he used the call feature on Line to call Kiyono Lin.

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