Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 139 - 97. Just a glance, and a heavy price had to be

The entire class turned to look, pointing and whispering sothing under their breath as they chuckled at the clumsy boy.

"[The codian has stepped out from the shadows of the utility pole—]"

...

The end-of-term exams had ended, and there was an increased buzz in the air with only three days left until sumr vacation.

The orderly singing of "[Don’t Want Carrots]" spilled out of the classroom.

"[You’ve got new mail]"

"[Stamina: 5→6]"

Dubian Che gave his tie a tug, finally summoning a little energy into his dance.

The occasional move, adorable for girls and ridiculous for boys, made the classroom full of giggling girls reach for their phones to take pictures.

Just as the atmosphere peaked, a loud "thump, thump, thump" of knocking on the rear door of the classroom interrupted everyone’s singing and the fitness dance.

All eyes from class 1-4 shifted in that direction, curious to see who was so clueless.

When they saw who it was, everyone clamd up, unable to utter a word.

Standing there with her arms crossed and a commanding aura like the center of the universe was Miss Jiutiao.

"Enjoying yourselves?" Her voice was as beautiful as an aurora, yet just as chillingly cold.

"...Sure, sorta." Dubian Che, the ’sole recipient’ of the aurora’s attention, bit his tongue.

Ikeda Kazumi quickly walked back to her seat with her head down, and the rest of the boys promptly returned to their seats, pretending to read their books.

The bunch of traitors!

The once lively dance area was now left with only Dubian Che, locked in the sights of enemy planes, still fighting a solo battle!

Jiutiao ijie smirked and casually strolled into the classroom of class 1-4.

Her long black hair flowed down her neatly worn uniform as she walked with an imposing stride as if this was class 1-2.

She stopped in front of Dubian Che, unabashedly scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"Is there a problem?" Dubian Che’s heart hamred.

The satisfaction of his increased stamina felt like smoke washed away by the rainy season outside the window, unable to rise and dissipating into the mist.

"You’re quite a ss, you know. Your tie should never be so loose, understand?" Jiutiao ijie said gently, then suddenly tightened Dubian Che’s tie sharply.

"Urgh—"

Jiutiao ijie brought her face close to Dubian Che’s, so near that all they could see were each other’s eyes.

"Do you like to dance?" She stared at Dubian Che without blinking.

"I, I guess." Dubian Che sniffed her hair’s fragrance with difficulty—breathing was tough.

Jiutiao ijie sneered, "Just so happens there’s a ball in a few days, you’ll go with ."

"But I have club activities during the sumr..."

"Hmm?"

"It’s not that I don’t want to go, I just can’t dance the way you all do!"

"If you embarrass at the ball, expect to be squeezed dry." Jiutiao ijie, paying no heed to what Dubian Che was saying, finished fixing his tie with a sly grin, like an executioner sharpening the blade.

Ties really are no good.

"Squeezed dry...not dead, right?" If it was only a few tis, Dubian Che was at an age brimming with energy, not a concern at all.

"What’s the fun in not dying?" stated Jiutiao ijie as a matter of course.

"...I think it’s a beautiful thing, shouldn’t be associated with ’death’."

"Death itself is a form of beauty, I cherish the pathos of things." Having tidied up his tie, Jiutiao ijie twisted her slender waist and turned to leave the classroom: "Just don’t slacken your tie as soon as I leave, okay?"

"I intend to live well and marry you when I’m eighteen."

Jiutiao ijie scoffed, "But you don’t seem too keen on living to eighteen."

"That’s not true! Please believe !"

"Show with your actions, stop being so slick." Jiutiao ijie scolded before disappearing through the back door of the classroom.

Dubian Che finally relaxed, his hand instinctively reaching for his tie, hoping to give his tense and overheated body so comfort.

But then he thought better of it.

It wasn’t because he was scared!

According to the "Tokyo tropolitan Goda High School Student Handbook," Article 3, Chapter 2, boys must wear ties and girls must wear neat bows to give a good impression and look like proper high school students.

By the way, there are strict regulations on the color of girls’ undergarnts during sumr: they must be white, navy, light blue, or other light colors.

Speaking of light blue, Dubian Che’s thoughts drifted to Kiyono Lin.

She was the one who made him oversleep today, setting off a chain of events, and now he had to attend so darn fancy-schmancy ball!

"Hey, Dubian, what did Jiutiao say to you?" Kunii Shuichi and others regathered like antelopes after the tiger had left.

"She said she’s going to kill you guys."

Nobody believed him: "More like she’s going to kill you."

"...."

"That’s not true, is it?!"

"Sigh." Dubian Che let out a helpless sigh.

Saito Keisuke picked up Dubian Che’s white eraser and set it upright on his desk, bringing his hands together in prayer.

"I’m not dead yet, and at least put a flower out or sothing!"

"Just a rehearsal, get familiar with the motions."

"..."

Ikeda Kazumi made an apologetic gesture from her seat, and Dubian Che waved it off as if it was nothing.

Kunii Shuichi slapped Dubian Che on the shoulder: "Why the long face? Getting execution orders from a jealous Jiutiao is a blessing!"

"What are you babbling about?"

"Don’t believe ? Ask the others!"

Dubian Che looked around at the boys, all nodding in agreent.

Soone even said, "And there’s Kiyono, if those two look down on with disdain, I would take it as a complint."

"..."

This certainly was a world with bizarrely, eerily unusual human interests.