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Chapter 53 - 47. The youth Dubian will not touch girls’ legs in the classroom.

Chapter 53: 47. The youth Dubian will not touch girls’ legs in the classroom.

"I’m heading out first."

After announcing that to the two of them, Dubian Che headed toward the club building.

Halfway there, he tossed the strawberry milk carton into the trash from three meters away, catching the eye of a female Discipline Committee member, who said a few words to him.

This Discipline Committee member, with a stern expression like the Master of Extinction, seemed to have a lot of opinions about him.

Dubian Che guessed it was probably because of the Human Observation Department’s "lewd" betting game.

After two days of rain, the weather cleared up, washing away the previous days’ heat, leaving the temperature perfectly cool, not too hot nor too cold.

Even the roadside trees between Shibuya Station and Goda High School seemed to burst with green vitality.

Suddenly wanting to look at the sky, Dubian Che, on a rare occasion, took the open-air corridor from the fifth floor to the club building.

The vast sky above the school buildings, like one he had seen in a travel magazine at the bookstore yesterday, only differed in that there was a white plane contrail splitting it in two.

As he walked across the open-air corridor watching the plane contrail, he felt like he was turning into one of those wisps of white clouds.

That being said, it was just a metaphor after all, as Dubian Che didn’t even understand the composition of clouds, let alone the mindset of one.

So he began to guess the starting and ending points of the contrail.

’Maybe it’s going from Hokkaido to Shanghai? Hmm... the starting point could be Okinawa, heading towards Hawaii? Moscow would be fine too.’

Speaking of Moscow, Dubian Che thought of Russia, which in turn reminded him of the ’Northern Four Islands dispute’.

The voice of his history teacher seemed to echo in his mind.

’In what year did the Soviet Union occupy the four islands?’

’September 3, 1945. In January 1947, they were formally incorporated into the Soviet territory.’

Perfect.

’What are the specific names of the four islands?’

’Kunashir, Chiwu, Shikotan...’

Done for.

He couldn’t recall the last one no matter how hard he tried.

’Encyclopedic Memory’ ultimately wasn’t a photographic one.

"Huh?"

The voice was familiar, which made Dubian Che snap out of it and look towards a group of girls in the middle of the open-air corridor.

They sat on the iconic steel pipe chairs only found outside the club building, with lunch boxes in their hands and various musical instruments beside them.

When it came to musical instruments—which Dubian Che was ignorant about—he only recognized the cello and the tenor horn. He couldn’t recall the formal name of the instrument that looked like a flute but wasn’t.

The diminutive figure of Hanaoka Asako, not much different in size from a primary school student, was also among them.

Hanaoka Asako startled, thinking Dubian Che had come for her, and suddenly stood up with her lunch box.

Dubian Che felt like he had intruded on someone’s living room. He originally intended to pretend he didn’t see her, but Hanaoka Asako stared at him with such intensity that he was compelled to greet her.

He waved with a smile, "Hana Tian, good afternoon."

Not a single one of them paid him attention; they were all struck dumb.

Hanaoka Asako, her face turning crimson, buried her face in her oversized bow tie, looking incredibly endearing.

’I must have really been muddled by that history question to forget not to smile casually!’

Dubian Che quickly straightened his expression and quickened his pace to slip away.

His mysterious, delightful, captivating smile briefly blossomed on this open-air corridor.

Once at the Human Observation Department’s clubroom, there sat Kiyono Lin, the literary girl who was beautiful and intelligent but useless in other aspects, by the window reading a book.

Dubian Che grabbed three colorful donuts and as if he remembered something at the last moment, he asked a question before leaving.

"Mr. Kiyono, I’ll test you, do you know the specific names of the ’Northern Four Islands’ in the dispute?"

"Kunashir, Chiwu, Shikotan, Etorofu," Kiyono Lin responded while her gaze remained fixed on the book in her hands.

’I admit you were stronger just a second ago, but now I’m the same.’

With a triumphant look, Dubian Che firmly memorized the unfamiliar word ’Etorofu’ in his mind.

Noticing Dubian Che’s unfriendly gaze, Kiyono Lin looked up.

She tied her long hair, blown by the summer breeze through the window, behind her ears and smiled like a saint, "Mr. Dubian, is there anything else you don’t understand?"

"I was just testing you; who said I didn’t understand."

"Lies. Remember to close the door on your way out."

No matter how Dubian Che looked at her, he found that the woman’s smile, even her tone, seemed arrogant.

Indeed, Kiyono Lin, aside from her intelligence and beauty, was good for nothing.

He, Dubian Che, certainly wasn’t such an awful person!

When he returned to the teaching building, he deliberately avoided the fifth floor and went straight back from the third floor.

In classroom 1-2, Jiutiao Meijie was surrounded by a group of girls chatting.

It wasn’t quite right to call it chatting; it was more like the other girls cautiously offering up topics, only beginning to chat when Jiutiao Meijie showed interest in one of them.

’Isn’t it exhausting to live like this? If it weren’t for the threat, I wouldn’t bother associating with such a high-maintenance lady.’

Dubian Che couldn’t understand the pursuits of those crowding around Jiutiao Meijie.

His arrival drew the attention of class 1-2 students, as he was a person of interest—not to mention the incidents of the midterms betting and academic performance, Dubian Che was a boy so handsome that nearly every girl wanted to marry him.

The reason I say ’nearly’ should be clear, so I won’t elaborate.

Since ’the incident of being ridiculed by Kiyono Lin on a rainy day,’ Dubian Che gradually paid less and less attention to others’ gazes, or at least that was how he appeared on the surface.

He calmly walked over to Jiutiao Meijie’s table; one of the girls surrounding her moved away, and he said thank you.

"Meijie, I brought you some food, donuts."

Murmurs rippled through the crowd.

"Meijie? He called Jiutiao by her name!"

"Are they dating?"

"Definitely, didn’t you see Mr. Dubian bring her food?"

"Eh? Why though? I think Mr. Kiyono would be better! They both seem very literary; they’d look good together."

"You might be right, but what if Mr. Dubian just likes the lady’s personality?"

"I bet he likes the money."

...

"I’m sorry, you all guessed wrong. I’m not dating Jiutiao Meijie, nor am I a match for Literary Girl Kiyono Lin, even less do I like money!"

Jiutiao Meijie didn’t take the beautifully boxed doughnuts. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the person who had said "Kiyono is better" and started to smile.

Dubian Che’s heart shivered. This woman wouldn’t kill someone at school, would she?!

Jiutiao Meijie said with an indifferent smile, "I don’t want to eat this stuff. Go get me something else."

"Something else?" He realized he was the target of her frustration.

"Do you need me to say it a second time?"

"..."

Dubian Che silently chanted to himself "gentle, considerate, faithful," "a gentleman seeks revenge, ten years is not too late," hypnotizing himself.

He said with a gently considerate smile, "My bad, Meiji, I should have guessed you wouldn’t want doughnuts. To apologize, what do you want to eat? I’ll go get it for you. Egg tarts? Sacher cake? Fruit? Or something else?"

The other girls felt as if they were basking in the warmth of spring with the sound of his voice and his smile, but Jiutiao Meijie didn’t care at all.

She had an air of superiority, and her smile seemed to suggest: I wonder what you’re up to.

Jiutiao Meijie didn’t speak, which made the atmosphere awkward.

"Meijie, even when you’re angry, you still look so pretty."

"Where do I look pretty?"

Dubian Che could swear that Jiutiao Meijie’s smile wasn’t due to interest in the topic. If his answer didn’t satisfy her, she’d certainly use it as an excuse to punish him.

Something like stripping naked and doing jumping jacks and the like.

"The uniform looks different on you compared to other students, whether it’s the black knee-high socks that wrap around your legs, or the white cotton socks, or even these perfectly fitting indoor shoes."

"Where is your gaze?"

"On your legs."

Jiutiao Meijie, not hesitating and without warning, aimed a kick at Dubian Che’s groin.

Free fighting master Dubian Che caught it easily, his fingers caressing the silky stockings within reach.

"Meijie, let’s keep this kind of thing private, here..." Dubian Che looked around at the class of Year 2 students watching in disbelief, "...wouldn’t that be inappropriate?"

"Dubian," Jiutiao Meijie pointed towards her own leg that he’d acted inappropriately towards, "take off ’the indoor shoes that just fit and the black knee-high socks wrapped around both legs.’"

"Then," her smile’s temperature plummeted, and her gaze turned terrifying, "lick them."

This woman... Dubian Che wished he could twist off the leg he was holding and throw her out of the third-story window like a box of strawberry milk.

"Jealous! So jealous!"

"This Dubian jerk should die!"

"Jiutiao’s legs—"

The comments from the surrounding male students sounded a bit strange.

At this time, the correct background noise should be condemning Jiutiao Meijie for being excessive!

You guys are beyond help!

Dubian Che felt he was the only normal male in Goda High School.

Dubian Che put down Jiutiao Meijie’s leg and tidied up her slightly disheveled stockings, which Jiutiao Meijie allowed him to do without objecting.

"Meijie’s legs belong to me alone, no one else can look."

Jiutiao Meijie paused, narrowing her eyes slightly, "Are you ordering me?"

"Just jealous."

"Jealous?"

"Yes, Meiji’s legs aren’t for other men to see."

Jiutiao Meijie smiled, "Okay, I’ll only show them to you. Tonight, I’ll come to your place."

At that moment, the heaviness in Dubian Che’s heart was just as strong as the envy of the surrounding male students.

"Um, Meijie, you see, midterms are tomorrow, it’s important to stay healthy."

Jiutiao Meijie joyfully used her favorite word to Dubian Che:

"No."

Male Student A suggested, "Let’s kill him!"

Male Student B agreed, "No matter what, we can’t let this shameless Dubian leave the school alive today!"

’Listen, friend, I’ll overlook you calling me shameless, but please come do it as soon as possible, I don’t want to leave the school either!’

When the atmosphere was becoming incredibly weird and tense, a scolding voice came like a rain of relief.

"Dubian Che, it’s you again!" The Discipline Committee Master of Extinction strode into the Year 2 classroom.

"I’m sorry, I’m guilty, I couldn’t control my desire for Meiji’s legs and did such a thing in front of everyone."

The Discipline Committee member froze, "This, this kind of thing? What did you do?"

"The thing that boys want to do to girls’ legs."

"You, you actually!" The Discipline Committee member looked at Jiutiao Meijie’s legs, then looked around, her small nose sniffing the air hard.

"...what are you doing?! I only touched them!"

In response to Dubian Che’s incredible, contemptuous stare, the attractive female Discipline Committee member’s face flushed with anger and embarrassment.

"You... Dubian Che! Come with me!"

"Is it wrong to touch my own girlfriend? Meiji, quickly say something for me." Dubian Che couldn’t wait to be taken away, not even caring if it was the Discipline Committee or the police!

"I don’t know this person, please punish him properly."

"Huh?" Dubian Che turned around in surprise, just in time to see Jiutiao Meijie’s mischievous smile.

Jiutiao Meijie was truly unpredictable.

He liked to think he had her figured out, believing she wouldn’t easily let him go.

Was she trying to get him penalized? Then threaten him with both his parents and his school records?

He had taught himself and entered a prestigious Tokyo private high school from a rural school with a total of five students including the faculty. How much effort had he put in so far!

He couldn’t let her get her way.

"Discipline Committee, listen to my explanation, just now it was actually Jiutiao who kicked me first, and I just..."

"Shut up! Come to the principal’s office!"

"The principal’s office? Isn’t that a bit much? It’s my first offense!"

Jiutiao Meijie, meanwhile, revealed a happy smile and even picked up the doughnut she had said she didn’t want to eat earlier.

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