Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady
Chapter 215 - 125. New Situation

Chapter 215: 125. New Situation

After watching Kiyono Lin disappear, since there was no movie shooting scheduled today, Dubian Che was about to go to the Wind Instrument Club to practice the oboe, when Xiaoquan Aonai called him over.

They didn’t go to the conversation room or the office, just at the corner of the staircase.

"You’re too impulsive," Xiaoquan Aonai said right away.

"Sorry, teacher."

"Even if you’re standing up for your girlfriend and can’t stand seeing her bullied, it’s still wrong to suddenly start hitting people."

Jiutiao Meijie was bullied?

"... Teacher, don’t you think I did this to please the Jiutiao family?"

Xiaoquan Aonai was stunned for a moment, then confusedly said, "You work so hard, even without the Jiutiao family’s money, you could still have a prosperous life on your own, why would I suspect you did this for money?"

Dubian Che didn’t know what to say.

Kiyono Lin could discern whether what he said was true or false, while Xiaoquan Aonai always thought the best of him no matter what the situation.

He pondered for a moment, then resolved, "It won’t happen again, I promise you, teacher."

"Mhm, I believe you," Xiaoquan Aonai nodded contentedly and then chided, "You really need to work on your temper and your inclination to fight. I understand you’re at an impulsive age and might occasionally fight, but to initiate on a girl is too much."

"Wait, teacher, when did I start liking fights?" Dubian Che asked, confused.

He was absolutely a lover of peace, to the extent that he’d be in the running for a peace prize, if only Nobel laureates endorsed him.

His rationale would be: as a transmigrator, he didn’t take a fruit knife and chop his way from the South Heavenly Gate to the North Heavenly Gate, trying to dominate the world and disrupt global peace.

"Have you forgotten? I even took you to the infirmary to have Miyuki check your injuries."

With that reminder from Xiaoquan Aonai, Dubian Che immediately recalled it was the time after his life-and-death struggle with Shizuru in the gym equipment room, which she just happened to witness.

Dubian Che truly couldn’t refute, although that wasn’t a fight he had intended to start.

"...I’ll change."

"If there’s anything next time, you can come to me, or go to the principal if I can’t solve it. Acting on your own this time, who knows what punishment you might receive," Xiaoquan Aonai said, her face showing worry.

"Don’t worry, teacher, with Meiji around, I’m sure nothing will happen to me."

"I hope that’s the case."

Xiaoquan Aonai then mentioned some things the Cultural Festival committee should be aware of before she left.

Dubian Che stood alone at the corner of the stairs, looking through the large glass windows on the wall toward the distant Shinjuku District, where the skyscrapers were completely unlike the scenery of rural Iwate Prefecture.

The next day, the girls from the Wind Instrument Club, who already didn’t like him, looked at him even more unfavorably after hearing that he had slapped a girl.

He himself despised boys who hit girls, so others disliking and distancing themselves from him was to be expected.

Yet, no one likes to be disliked and isolated.

Dubian Che purposely trained himself not to care about others’ opinions, striving to strengthen his will, but facing the current situation, he couldn’t help feeling a little down.

Still, concerning the life of the student council president, even though he was now being badmouthed everywhere, he had to do what he did.

After the weekend, on the way to school Monday morning, Dubian Che was gawked at.

He was always an object of spectacle, but today was different from usual; the gazes were mixed with those fit for trash.

Entering the school gates, the classmates all exhibited curious yet avoiding expressions, and the Discipline Committee members didn’t hide their disgust.

The kindest expressions, in contrast, came from the usually fearsome PE teacher, though he too pretended not to see Dubian Che.

Once inside the school building, Dubian Che gazed at his shoe locker, which was devoid of any love letters, and sighed.

Even if he had confessed to Jiutiao Mei in front of all the teachers and students and offended all the girls in the Wind Instrument Club, he had continued to receive love letters—now gone.

"Regretting it?"

Dubian Che snapped back to reality, looking at the beautiful girl who had initiated the conversation: "Oh, it’s Kiyono, good morning."

"Good morning," Kiyono Lin nodded lightly.

"What did you just ask me?"

"I asked if you’re regretting it, the incident on Saturday," Kiyono Lin said, closing her shoe locker and looking at him.

"I do regret it a bit," Dubian Che replied, throwing his indoor shoes to the floor and stepping into them.

"Tell me more."

"Human observation?"

Holding her chin, Kiyono Lin smiled and said, "Something like that."

"Really heartless, not even comforting me, just treating me like a subject of investigation."

"Please calm down, now go on."

"... Not exactly regret, but it’s annoying. Think about it, I don’t even like the student council president, I didn’t know her before, and for such an inexplicable person, to be ostracized by everyone, that’s just foolish. Only light novel protagonists, indifferent to others’ opinions, could do such a thing, and I’m not nearly that gentle."

The more Dubian Che talked, the more depressed he became, the more annoyed he felt, "But luckily, Kiyono, at least you know the truth."

Kiyono Lin was a girl both beautiful and intelligent; Dubian Che deceived himself into thinking he did this to gain her favor—only by thinking that way could he feel a bit better.

Kiyono Lin neither agreed nor disagreed, her gaze flickering as she asked, "So for what kind of person would you willingly do something that makes everyone hate you?"

"What kind of person, huh?" Dubian Che repeated, placing his changed shoes into the locker.

"A friend? Or a cute girl with nice legs?"

"Am I that shallow?" Dubian Che casually shut the locker and turned to look at Kiyono Lin’s delicate features.