Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 134 - 95. Difficult to Deal with Senior Female Stude

Dubian Che handed her the cellphone and briefly explained the rules.

The ga had just started, and Ayane Kumi was keeping up, but as the pace picked up, she kept making mistakes and losing track.

"Ah! It’s so fast!"

"Don’t panic, just follow the rhythm."

"So many! What do I do, what do I do!"

"You can use both hands."

"No way, I can’t keep up at all!"

After one round, Ayane Kumi was sweating heavily, her score only a B.

Dubian Che said, "The piece I chose was quite difficult. Since it’s sister Ayane’s first ti playing, it would be better to start with sothing simpler."

"Mr. Dubian is really amazing, excellent grades, top-notch oboe skills, and even great at gaming," Ayane Kumi comnted as she pulled out a tissue from her pleated skirt pocket, embarrassedly wiping the sweat off the phone.

Dubian Che took back his phone and casually started the next round.

"Otherwise, why would I be called the ’Amazing...’" Before he could finish his nonsense, he suddenly felt sothing enter his collar.

Reaching in, he found it was several strands of long hair.

At the sa ti, a light and familiar fragrance enveloped him.

With his excellent mory, Dubian Che recognized the scent imdiately.

"Sister Asuka?"

"...Mhm."

What was going on?!

Had Mayi Asuka, after holding herself back for so long without the chance to be alone, finally couldn’t restrain her inner beast and decided to harass him in front of so many people?

"Sister, what are you doing?"

"...It’s interesting."

"What?" Dubian Che was still bewildered when Mayi Asuka moved closer behind him.

In Dubian Che’s distracted mont, more and more hair ended up on his collar.

He dared not move his head, under the circumstances, turning around would likely lead to the accidental kiss often found in light novels.

No, it was not just likely.

Considering Mayi Asuka, the pervert was definitely aiming for such an "accidental" kiss. Even if they didn’t align at first, she’d probably feign it anyway!

’I, Dubian Che, belong to ijie. Only dead will I be anyone else’s!’

I mustn’t fall for her tricks!

"Mayi, what are you doing?" Ayane Kumi snapped out of her shock.

Not just her, everyone in the music room focused their eyes here.

Ichiki Aoi covered her mouth with both hands, incredulously staring at Mayi Asuka leaning on Dubian Che’s back.

Mayi Asuka, ignoring everyone else, slowly stretched out her hands and continued to play the music ga that Dubian Che was failing.

The ending the of the ani "Monster Watch," "Monster Gymnastics No. 1," was the only sound in the music room at that mont.

Dubian Che watched the agile, slender hands on his phone and noticed a line written in red on the sleeve of Mayi Asuka’s jacket.

mbers of the Wind Instrunt Club had a habit of writing study notes on the back of their hands, but Dubian Che wondered, hadn’t the exams just ended? Could it be notes for playing wind instrunts?

Looking closely.

"???"

The neat handwriting starkly contrasted with the aning of the words.

’When did she take it off? Was she not wearing it from the start? Was this preditated against ?’

Dubian Che’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he concentrated on the sensation on his back, deciding to verify whether this pervert, Mayi Asuka, was lying.

As the only friend of Kiyono Lin, he, Dubian Che had a lifelong intolerance for lying!

"Sister!" Ichiki Aoi quickly walked over.

She held up Dubian Che’s phone while, like caring for a patient, she wrapped her arm around Mayi Asuka’s shoulder, helping her back to her seat.

She also turned back and added, "Mr. Dubian, I’ll borrow your phone for a mont to help sister download the ga, then I’ll return it to you!"

"...Ah, okay."

Dubian Che regretted not being able to check if Mayi Asuka was a liar, but thinking that today’s events might reach ijie’s ears, he imdiately lost that thought.

’However, Ichiki, if you keep going like this, not to ntion staging a romance story, you might... I hope you take care of your health.’

But he couldn’t bla Ichiki Aoi.

Who would have guessed that Mayi Asuka, usually succinct, silent, and expressionless, was actually a pervert addicted to debauchery?

This impression was deeply rooted.

If Dubian Che hadn’t been the one harassed, he wouldn’t have believed it either.

Just like how, even after the scene just now, everyone quickly ca to terms with it.

They believed that Mayi Asuka, who was devoted to music, had rely taken a sudden interest in a music ga and hadn’t cared about the distance between n and won for the mont.

Ayane Kumi gave a wry smile of helpless resignation, "Mayi is still the sa. Scared you, didn’t she, Mr. Dubian?"

"I was startled." Dubian Che quickly swung his chair around and sat upright, to avoid being attacked again.

He asked curiously, "Still the sa? Does Asuka do this kind of thing often?"

"Scaring people from behind? No." Ayane Kumi looked over her shoulder at the low brass section, where Asuka was intently playing a music ga, "Mayi has been interested in nothing but music for a long ti."

She shifted her gaze to Dubian Che, "So when she suddenly does this kind of thing, nobody is surprised."

After saying this, Ayane Kumi suddenly tilted her head and in her clear yet slightly hoarse voice, she pondered, "But it’s strange. Mr. Dubian, you’ve played gas during breaks before, right? Why did Mayi suddenly get interested?"

"It’s probably because she hadn’t paid attention to before. This ti she got interested because you, Ayane, suddenly played."

"Eh? Was I loud when I was playing just now?"

"Not really, it should not have reached outside the classroom."

"Ah—, how embarrassing." Ayane Kumi covered her nose and lips with both hands, shyly lowering her eyes.

"It’s okay. Shouting while playing is part of the excitent. So of my male friends also..."

"I’m going to the restroom!" Ayane Kumi ran out of the music classroom, lifting her skirt.

She’s really cute. It would be great if my girlfriend were her, even if she didn’t score a spectacular nine in looks.

After a little while, Hanaoka Chaozi replaced Ichiki Aoi and returned Dubian Che’s phone.

"Mr. Dubian, here." Hanaoka Chaozi, like a rabbit checking the wind before erging from a burrow, handed over the phone.

"Thank you." Dubian Che reached out for it, glancing at Ichiki Aoi.

It seed she had also downloaded the sa music ga on her phone and was talking with Asuka.

Asuka ignored her, engrossed in her own phone.

Her behavior also aroused no suspicions; the only one who knew the truth was Dubian Che.

However, he thought the ignoring was rather good.

Dubian Che imagined if every ti he was doing sothing good, the sa person interrupted him, he’d probably have gotten rid of them by now.

"Hm?" Dubian Che turned his head, looking at his phone.

He tried to pull away, but couldn’t extract it from Hanaoka Chaozi’s hands.

"Sister?"

"Uh..." Hanaoka Chaozi sucked in a deep breath, her eyes wide, but still she couldn’t say what she wanted.

"Is sothing the matter?" Dubian Che was worried she might crush his phone screen.

Facing Dubian Che’s direct gaze, Hanaoka Chaozi turned her face away, her face suddenly feeling hot.

She opened her lips slightly again and took a small breath, softly asking, "Mr. Dubian, do you have ti after training today?"

"No."

"I want to et you outside of school."

"Wait, I should have said ’no,’ right?"

"I have sothing very important to tell you!"

"...How important? Uh, sis, could you give my phone?"

"Extrely, extrely important! I’ve been worried about it even during the final exams, I definitely won’t be able to sleep tonight!" Hanaoka Chaozi responded like a young kindergartner arguing with a teacher, in a very childish voice.

"That does sound serious. I suggest you see a doctor. About the phone..."

"No!" Hanaoka Chaozi closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously.

"But that’s my..."

"Doctors won’t work!"

"Ah, you an that. Well, anyway, can you just hand over the..."

"Only Mr. Dubian can make sleep comfortably."

"If you’re talking about hitting the back of your head, I suggest you look for the percussionists. They’re professionals..."

"Definitely not!" Hanaoka Chaozi seed sowhat angry for so reason.

"Uh..."

"Anyway, please wait for at Beck’s Café after school, Mr. Dubian!"

Seeing his phone nearly slipping from his grasp, Dubian Che conceded, "If it won’t take long, I can go."

Hanaoka Chaozi exhaled, finally putting her heels down, and dropped to under one and a half ters.

"Sis, the phone..."

"Hm? Oh! Sorry!" Hanaoka Chaozi’s face blushing, she effortlessly snatched the phone from Dubian Che’s hand and held it with both hands, "Mr. Dubian, here’s your phone."

"..." Dubian Che accepted, "Thanks."