Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 103 - 81. The halftime break for boys and girls

Dubian Che took the initiative to leave the music classroom during lunch break. He had planned to go to the Human Observation Departnt and take a nap on the sofa, but Kiyono Lin was there, earnestly listening to a performance of a distinguished wind instrunt club.

With the thought that sleeping in front of soone working hard was impolite, he decided to look for Kunii Shuichi on the playground instead.

Even though he was just a reserve mber, the guy was still working hard for the Koshien preliminaries in July.

"Dubian? Perfect timing, co on, hurry!"

Before Dubian Che could react, Kunii Shuichi had stuffed a pair of baseball gloves and a ball into his hands.

"What is this for?"

"I need you to pitch for , to help with my training," said Kunii Shuichi as he turned and headed to the batting area.

"..."

Dubian Che couldn’t very well refuse his good friend’s request for help with practice, even if he had intended to take a nap.

Ah, if only I had known, I should have just gone back to the classroom to sleep.

He turned and found the pitcher’s mound, walked over without much enthusiasm, and put on a baseball glove that fit him pretty well.

"Let’s go! Dai Na, throw your final pitch!" Kunii Shuichi, assuming a batting stance, yelled at Dubian Che.

"Sorry, I’m Card Face to Fight, not Ultraman."

Since the distance between the batting and pitching areas was 18.44 ters, the words Dubian Che spoke in his normal voice didn’t carry.

But no matter, the honor of Card Face to Fight would be upheld by Dubian Che himself.

"The rule of victory is already set!" This ti Dubian Che yelled out loud.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Taking advantage of Kunii Shuichi’s mont of confusion, Dubian Che swung his arm and threw, but the ball was still easily hit by the other guy.

"The ball’s too slow!" Kunii Shuichi shouted.

Massaging his slightly sore arm after giving it his all, Dubian Che reflected: As expected, relying on the rule of victory from Kan Rider wasn’t reliable. Besides, this guy was famous for being a loser.

Then he rembered, what was that other line... Dubian Che reached for a new ball from the basket.

"The great ! Has arrived!" With this, Dubian Che launched the ball with all the excitent of a climax.

"Bang——"

The tal bat struck the ball, producing a crisp impact sound, and then the ball shot straight into the azure sumr sky.

"If you’re not Dai Na, there’s no way you can win! Give up and beco light with !" Kunii Shuichi swung the bat proudly.

"Burn with life!"

"Bang——"

"Show Ti!"

"Bang——"

"Die for !"

"There’s no such line! Stop muddying the waters!"

"Shut up!"

"Fake! You’re not a qualified Card Face to Fight! Let punish you! Sacrifice yourself for justice!" Saying this, Kunii Shuichi swung the bat angrily.

A beautiful ho run was born.

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In the music classroom, a few girls chatted about trivial matters by the window.

"Do you know? Yuzi from the next door Dance Club and Bing Cang are dating!"

"Bing Cang? Who are you talking about?"

"The blond cool guy from class three-year-three! The one who secretly wears earrings and is always filming with his cara! Haoi, you know him, right? He asked you to film a short video once."

"Oh, that guy. Although he looks good, his personality is totally not my type."

"Eh? You’re not into looks?"

"Shallow."

Yuzao Haoi answered disdainfully, prompting aningless laughter from everyone.

"How nice, I also want a boyfriend... Oh, look!"

Everyone followed her gaze. Under the midday sun of June, a temperature no girl would brave without preparation, two boys were playing baseball on the field.

The hitter at the batter’s box yelled sothing loudly towards the pitcher’s mound, then it was clear to see that the pitcher, seizing an unguarded mont, swung his arm and threw the ball in his hand.

Through the window, the slightly warped light shone on the pitcher’s body.

Because of his sweeping arm swing, his crisply ironed white shirt bunched up with wrinkles, his handso face aglow, captivating the onlookers.

Suddenly, perhaps because he was hot or to allow greater ease of motion, the pitcher boldly unbuttoned three buttons at his collar.

His collarbone, and his fair chest, were completely exposed.

The girls, as they watched, found themselves breathless for reasons unknown. After they snapped back to their senses and glanced at each other, they all shyly lowered their eyes.

"Mr. Dubian is so cool!"

"Heh, you don’t have a crush on him, do you? Everyone knows he has a girlfriend, and she’s a real lady of stature."

"No way, I’m just admiring his good looks!"

"Oh? Is that so? Why avert your eyes?"

"...If Mr. Dubian and Jiutiao broke up, and he took the initiative to confess to , I might reluctantly consider dating him."

"Talk about boldness, expecting the other party to make the confession!"

The girls laughed again, but this ti, Yuzao Haoi did not join in. Her gaze fixed on Dubian Che on the playing field, her hand unconsciously caressing the trombone cradled in her arms.

"But I’ve unearthed a secret; maybe Dubian is secretly being sweet on the side with the lady, behind Jiutiao’s back."

The ’lady’ was a sarcastic moniker the Wind Instrunt Club had for Kiyono Lin.

"That can’t be true, right?"

"Why not? I’ve seen them together several tis these past days, even going to the bathroom in pairs! Do you believe it? And yesterday, Dubian actually walked the lady ho!"

"Isn’t that two-timing?"

"That’s just terrible. Handso guys are all scum, aren’t they, Haoi?"

"I don’t know about handso guys, but Dubian Che is definitely a jerk, no doubt about it."

"Wow! It’s the first ti I’ve seen Haoi so targeted towards soone!"

"It’s also the first ti I’m hearing Haoi talk like this about a guy. But even though he’s scum, if he’s willing to reform and promise to only treat well from now on, I wouldn’t rule out dating him."

"Eh~~~?"

"Stop it! Handso is justice, okay!"

"It’s all about lusting after soone’s body, what a lewd declaration!"

The girls laughed once more.

An hour of lunch break passed by swiftly, and Dubian Che, reeking of sweat, was too embarrassed to return to the Oboe & Bassoon Departnt, so he went to the Human Observation Departnt’s activity classroom.

The air conditioning inside the room brought him back to life in an instant.

Kiyono Lin was concentrating on her music when suddenly she caught a whiff of a sweaty odor and frowned slightly.

She removed one earphone and looked Dubian Che up and down: "Running?"

Dubian Che didn’t much feel like talking and weakly waved his hand: "Baseball."

"If your arm is sore the next day, it’s entirely your own fault, and I won’t allow you to take a break from training."

"Harsh, but don’t worry, I regularly stay in shape. A bit of exercise like this is nothing to ."

"That’s good to hear." Kiyono Lin put her headphones back on and imrsed herself in the world of music once more.

Dubian Che rested for a while and then grabbed so grapes from the fridge to eat.

As he munched, he stared absently out of the window at the sky, then suddenly slapped the table. Kiyono Lin jumped, her shoulders shaking.

"What are you doing?" she asked, a hint of anger in her tone.

Dubian Che swallowed his grape: "I was just thinking why I keep losing, and realized I didn’t start by shouting ’Transform’!"

Kiyono Lin looked at him with a face full of confusion.

"It’s like this... nevermind, I’ll show you."

Dubian Che stood up, circled his tiny waist, and pulled out his phone.

"Rember, the transformation code is 555. If you dial 5821, it summons a motorcycle."

"I may not have a dream, but I can protect a dream. Transform!"

Kiyono Lin watched him unflinchingly.

"Cough." Dubian Che coughed and sat back down, reaching out to pluck another grape.