Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 102 - 80. On Saturday morning in Goda, some people a

On a Saturday morning at 6:30, after Dubian Che had finished his run and calisthenics, considering that he was going to spend the whole day with a girl, he took a bath and changed into clean underwear.

On the 7 o’clock train to Shibuya Station, leaned against the door, he thought to himself, "Going out often may be one of the best ways to beco more attractive."

Because one has to care about their appearance,, not to ntion taking baths frequently, trimming nails, and wearing makeup, just subconsciously keeping your back straight over ti can also change a person’s deanor.

Of course, exceptionally lazy people don’t fall into this category, but they also live more freely.

As Dubian Che was lost in his thoughts, the train entered Shibuya Station.

On the slope from the station up to Goda, not a person was in sight. Dubian Che took out his phone and snapped a selfie of himself and the slope.

Dubian Che: "Day one of getting up early to train for iji."

iji: "Good boy."

"Your savings account received 1,000,000 yen on June 22 at 7:13 am, with a balance of 102,105,652 yen."

Dubian Che: "..."

Was he in need of this million yen?

Even though the hundred million yen in his account was also because of Jiutiao ijie.

But what’s the use of having so much money? At the mont, the only thing Dubian Che wanted to do was to send money ho to ease his parents’ burden, but it was difficult to explain where the money ca from.

If not made clear, it would only cause the elders to worry.

At the empty shoe rack, he changed into indoor shoes, covering his mouth with his hand and yawning as he walked towards the music room.

When he reached the second floor, the sound of a tenor horn with a profound reverberation drifted from the distant skyway. The only player at the current level in Goda’s Wind Instrunt Club was Mayi Asuka.

Mayi Asuka was very pretty, especially her watery eyes, which always reminded Dubian Che of the clear streams flowing down the mountains back ho.

Not only was she skilled in playing, attractive in appearance, but her academic performance was also the top of the third year, which was closely related to her arriving earlier than Dubian Che.

Outstanding people actually make better use of their ti, or rather, those who make better use of their ti can beco outstanding people.

Dubian Che directly went to the skyway on the fifth floor, placed his backpack on the ground, and took out his oboe, officially nad "Black Duck," from the case.

A long, out-of-tune note accompanied the tenor horn, together echoing in the empty school building in the early morning.

As Dubian Che was practicing intently, Mayi Asuka, at so point, had quietly appeared beside him, watching him silently with those clear eyes.

"Mayi Asuka?!" Dubian Che was startled; he hadn’t heard even a whisper of her footsteps.

Mayi Asuka silently nodded, and her naturally falling bangs gently swayed, like the grass by the stream, natural and refreshing.

"Good morning." Dubian Che didn’t know what else to say. Thinking about the last couple of tis, he felt a bit awkward.

"...Good morning."

After an almost murmured greeting, Mayi Asuka once again fell silent, staring at Dubian Che. A good while passed, and just when Dubian Che was trying to think of what to say next, her slender and delicate fingers slowly moved upwards.

Then, without a word, she began to unbutton her shirt.

"???" Dubian Che’s eyes widened.

Don’t get it wrong; it was surprise, not to see clearer.

"Asuka? What are you doing?"

"Today’s underwear is blue."

"Was that what my question ant?!" Though Dubian Che spoke out, he made no move.

Those who would move their hands now are probably the ones who want to undress the other person themselves, right?

Dubian Che was not that kind of person.

"Mayi Asuka~~" A cheerful voice ca, "Eh? Mr. Dubian is here so early? I thought I would be the second one!"

Ichiki Aoi walked over with a cheerful stride, the heavy tenor horn in her arms seemingly weightless to her.

In that instant, Dubian Che sharply caught a glimpse of dissatisfaction flashing through Mayi Asuka’s clear eyes.

"Ichiki, really, for your own good, please make sure your timing is more appropriate next ti!"

Twice now!

Dubian Che was so annoyed!

He longed to see the blue... sky.

As Ichiki Aoi nagged the restored Mayi Asuka to join her for morning practice, Dubian Che forcefully played his oboe toward the train departing from Shibuya Station, dizzy and blurred from the carbon dioxide accumulating in his lungs.

After eight o’clock, people gradually appeared on the overhead corridors or in the music classroom, so practicing their instrunts, others loudly morizing English vocabulary.

By nine, nearly everyone had arrived, and the cacophony of various instrunt sounds mixed together was even more unpleasant than the crows squawking on the tennis courts.

Why are there crows everywhere in Tokyo?

Their numbers were so vast that the governnt had to take asures, including installing bird nets at garbage collection points and implenting nightti garbage collection.

"What does this tell us?"

"There’s truly a lot of garbage in Tokyo."

Right!

At ten o’clock, when Dubian Che grew tired from practicing, he set aside his instrunt and humd the tune according to the sheet music as he headed towards the restroom.

On the way, he encountered Kiyono Lin coming out from the trombone section. Hearing his humming, she showed an approving smile, "You’re improving, it sounded a little less bad than yesterday."

She gestured a one-centiter space with her thumb and index finger.

"Are you mocking ?" As a begrudging fan of the ani genre, Dubian Che was aware of the ’distance between fingers’ .

"Hm?" Kiyono Lin tilted her head in confusion, not understanding why soone would react angrily to praise from soone as excellent as her.

"Never mind. I was just on my way to the restroom, want to co along?" Dubian Che invited.

"Sure." Kiyono Lin nodded in agreent.

So together they headed to the restroom, while Dubian Che continued to hum the music.

"This part should be a bit higher, like this..." Kiyono Lin’s soft lips parted slightly, and her clear, lodious voice reached Dubian Che’s ear, "Got it?"

Dubian Che imagined her singing in his mind and began to hum.

"Hold the middle note a bit longer."

Dubian Che humd again.

"Is your breath only coming out in spurts? Make it smoother."

"..."

They reached the restroom and went their separate ways at the sink.

When Dubian Che ca out to wash his hands, he heard from the won’s restroom, ’That arrogant freshman!’ and ’How dare she belittle our skills as worthless, saying I practiced three years for nothing, and I should start all over again.’ filled with curses.

Then the voices abruptly stopped, and Kiyono Lin walked out from the restroom. She calmly washed her hands beside Dubian Che and dried them with a white handkerchief.

On the way back to the music classroom, Dubian Che asked, "Are you okay?"

"I’m not here to be liked by them. As long as they participate in the training and successfully make it to the national competition, that’s enough."

"You’re really impressive." Dubian Che genuinely admired her strength.

"I’m just a freshman yet I have the ability to guide them, plus every word I say hits their weakest spots. It’s natural for them to hate . It’s not sothing that can easily change with a nicer attitude or more tactful words."

By now, Dubian Che had co to understand a bit about Kiyono Lin’s character and knew she didn’t care what others thought of her.

He then asked, "Can we really make it to the nationals?"

"No one can block the path I want to take." Kiyono Lin’s answer was very much her style—overly narcissistic.