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Chapter 288 - 152. School Trip (1)

Chapter 288: 152. School Trip (1)

At the front of the classroom, the history teacher with pale hair was passionately sharing his views on the Three Kingdoms.

When he spoke of Cao Cao’s "I enjoy killing people in my dreams," the bell signifying the end of the class rang.

He reluctantly put down the chalk, dusted off his hands, and said, "Everyone split into four groups, select one character from the Three Kingdoms as your topic, and we’ll discuss it next class. That’s all for today."

Since this was the last class of the day, the sound of footsteps filled the chaotic classroom.

Some chose to stay in the classroom to study, waiting until they could leave for cram school—this required being on good terms with the club minister, otherwise, they’d be marked absent.

Others couldn’t wait to grab their bags and head to their clubs, and who knows whether they were really attending the club activities or if there was someone there they liked.

The duty student finished wiping the blackboard, urging his peers, who were leisurely packing up their belongings, not to hinder the cleaning process.

"Dubian, where are you off to?" Saito Keisuke asked as he packed his things.

"Human Observation Department."

"Isn’t the Wind Instrument Club practicing?" Kunii Shuichi carelessly shoved his books into his backpack, the first to finish packing.

"I quit the club," replied Dubian Che after he also packed up, and the three of them put away their chairs and left the classroom.

As soon as they left the classroom, they saw a male student from Class 3 hit a female student on the head with two erasers.

The chalk dust cascaded like mist, and immediately a chase ensued.

"Why’d you quit the club?" Saito Keisuke wondered.

Kunii Shuichi answered for Dubian Che, "Of course, it’s because he won a national gold. Felt it was meaningless, right?"

"You could put it that way," Dubian Che nodded.

The trio had reached the doorway of Class 1 when his response drew someone’s dissatisfaction.

Yuzao Haomei, with her sparkling eyes, saw them, huffed disdainfully, and turned to leave, providing the three guys with a view of her retreating graceful figure.

Saito Keisuke asked curiously, "Dubian, did you offend her?"

"Cursed at her a couple of times."

Kunii Shuichi slapped his shoulder hard, "Big bro!"

"Don’t touch me." Dubian Che pushed his hand away, "I’m partial to killing people randomly."

"You’re even more brutal than Cao Cao!"

"What’s Cao Cao compared to me? If I were in the Three Kingdoms, I’d be smarter than Kongming and stronger than Lu Bu, and have ambitions greater than Dong Zhuo..."

"In front of you, Dong Zhuo’s lechery indeed pales in comparison." A cool and pleasant voice chimed in.

Kiyono Lin, like a dandelion carried by the wind from afar, her beauty making it difficult to grasp what’s real and what’s an illusion, appeared before the three boys.

Before they could react, like fine snow swept away by the wind, she vanished at the end of the corridor.

"Did you offend her too?" Saito Keisuke asked again.

"Got cursed out a few times."

"Big bro!" said Kunii Shuichi, patting Dubian Che’s shoulder once more, and then added, "I envy you!"

Dubian Che brushed off his hand again, "I’m really going to kill someone now."

The three split up at the staircase, with Kunii Shuichi heading downstairs to baseball club and Saito Keisuke going directly to the computer research club.

Dubian Che went up to the fifth floor, the crisp sound of indoor shoes clashing with stairs echoed through the corridor, dyed red by the evening twilight, as he opened the door to the Human Observation Department.

Kiyono Lin was already by the window reading a book, and Jiutiao Meijie, who hadn’t attended the afternoon classes, was sitting on the couch playing "The Legend of Zelda."

On the TV screen, the yellow-faced protagonist Link was battling the Golden Centaur.

Shoot the face, mount it, weapons striking at the centaur making ’thwack thwack’ sounds; roll back, slow time with Link, ’thwack thwack!’; deflect with shield, headshot or freeze time, ’thwack thwack...’.

Right before the centaur turned to black smoke and vanished after falling, Jiutiao Meijie had Link turn around, pull out the camera, adjust the pose, and take a photo.

"You’ve become quite skilled, haven’t you?" Dubian Che sat down beside her.

Jiutiao Meijie immediately lay down, lazily placing her legs on top of his, "How long could such a simple thing take?"

Dubian Che stroked her silky black knee-high socks with great interest and said, "Let me play for a bit."

Jiutiao Meijie handed over the controller to him.

Dubian Che transported near a centaur by the Thunder Dragon, and without any special skills, just wielding a big hammer spinning it around, he killed the centaur quickly.

"Faster than you, right?" Dubian Che boasted.

"Only useless people use such techniques, and you’ve wasted my weapon."

"Wasn’t I the one who got that big hammer last night?"

"Aren’t you mine?" Jiutiao Meijie lifted Dubian Che’s chin with her foot clad in knee-high socks.

"Yes, yes, yes," Dubian Che moved her foot away and pulled up her sliding pleated skirt.

Even with safety shorts underneath, even in the Human Observation Department, even huddled on the couch, wardrobe malfunctions were not okay.

"Hmm," came a light cough from the beechwood desk.

Jiutiao Meijie displayed a scornful smile, deliberately laughed softly, and then adjusted her position, resting her head on Dubian Che’s legs.

Ever since the sports festival, Jiutiao Meijie had grown fonder of making intimate gestures with Dubian Che in front of Kiyono Lin.

Dubian Che concentrated on controlling Link, riding a white horse, armed with the Light Scale Spear, battling a skeleton-riding goblin in a blizzard.

The Light Scale Spear, a weapon of a female character who liked Link, was something many male players—including Dubian Che—were reluctant to use.

But as everyone knew, Dubian Che’s Light Scale Spear was no longer the original one; it had been reforged since then.

After quitting the Wind Instrument Club, it seemed like there was suddenly more time for club activities, and gone were the days when it felt like the dark had fallen before he even realized it.

Partway through, Kiyono Lin made some hot tea, and Jiutiao Meijie helped herself to a cup without reservation, taking a sip for herself and then feeding one to Dubian Che.

A war without the smoke of gunpowder.

Dubian Che remained silent.