Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 205 - 121. How to Spend the First Day of the New Sem
"The dance party, I really want to go."
"Idiot, do you have a dance partner?"
The trio was dining in the corner of the cafeteria, with a flyer drawn by the Manga Research Departnt for the Social Dance Departnt placed in the middle.
It said:
[On the second afternoon of the Cultural Festival at 3:30 PM, the Social Dance Departnt will take over the gymnasium to host an indoor dance party. Invite your beautiful or handso dance partner to join the dance!!! (The Manga Research Departnt will release original comics, fan comics, and campus anecdote comics, welco to purchase!)]
What’s the big deal with the Social Dance Departnt?
Now, the classes haven’t even elected the Executive Committee mbers, and the School Festival’s Executive Committee hasn’t started its operation. They’ve already booked the gymnasium for 3:30 PM the next day?
Are you like college students who use books to reserve seats, or does the student council have insiders?
"Dubian, tell , how can one actually get a girlfriend?" Kunii Shuichi asked while he was dishing up his food.
Dubian Che took a bite of his green pepper and pork strips: "Shalessness."
"Shalessness?"
"Listen, Kunii, waiting for a woman to make the first move is like waiting for a rabbit by a tree stump, it’s fundantally impossible, unless you’re an extrely handso guy. In pursuing girls, you have to treat them like princesses, do you understand?"
Kunii Shuichi shook his head.
Saito Keisuke, sipping his miso soup, lifted his eyes from the bowl and stared at Dubian Che.
"Just like the princesses in Disney, most of them stay in the castle, waiting for the prince to co by. Even Cinderella was sought out by the prince taking the initiative. Even princes need to make the first move, let alone us ordinary people."
"Hmm!" Saito Keisuke swallowed his miso soup, an epiphany dawning on him, "Dubian, you got Jiutiao because of this, didn’t you?!"
"That’s right. So if you want a girlfriend, it’s not enough to just talk about it." Dubian Che took a bite of his crisp vegetables, "This dance party is an opportunity, take the initiative to invite the person you like, guys who wait for girls to invite them are fools, got it?"
Thinking back, when he initially "pursued" Jiutiao ijie, this real-life princess, hadn’t he adopted a thoroughly shaless tactic?
His goal wasn’t the princess herself, but points and revenge.
But indeed, it was his tenfold shalessness, combined with nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine points of handsoness, that had won Jiutiao ijie.
From this, Dubian Che could conclude: Being shaless is extrely important.
"I get it!" Kunii Shuichi took a big bite of fried pork cutlet, the golden-brown flour falling into his bowl, "Once the entrance exam is over, I’ll go invite Ichiki Aoi!"
"Wait..."
"You go, I support you!" Saito Keisuke, a fellow sufferer, showed a supportive expression like that for soone participating in the first trials of a new dication.
"That..." Dubian Che paused with his pork strips, "never mind."
Like the plate of green pepper and pork strips, only life winners who are adults get to choose whether to eat the peppers, everyone else, even children, must get used to the taste of peppers.
Having just been spouting nonsense, and knowing that Ichiki Aoi is a lesbian, Dubian Che stuffed the green pepper and pork strips into his mouth—consider this an apology.
Although he doesn’t dislike peppers.
After lunch, Dubian Che strolled alone to the Human Observation Departnt’s activity room.
Although the school exams were starting tomorrow, all the students he encountered in the hallways were thoroughly imrsed in the excitent of the new term and the upcoming School Festival.
Maybe because there’s only one day left, no matter how hard one tries, will it be too late?
Or perhaps, because it’s the school entrance exam, no matter how one performs, can you get by with ’start trying harder from now on’?
He opened the door to the Human Observation Departnt, where the beautiful girl by the window was reading an English original titled "Storyboard Design," while the princess on the sofa was playing a ga.
As mbers of the Human Observation Departnt, which consistently ranks in the top three of their grade, they had paused movie filming until after the exams.
"It’s lively out there."
...
No one responded to him.
Dubian Che didn’t mind; he took so Spanish learning materials from Jiutiao ijie’s bookshelf, sat in his own chair, and began to study seriously.
It didn’t feel like much ti had passed when he heard Kiyono Lin get up, the sound of a chair dragging.
Dubian Che looked up: "Is it ti for class?"
"Mm." Kiyono Lin replied softly, heading towards the door.
"Mm—" Dubian Che stretched lazily, easing his body which had been still for a while.
He gulped down a tea that had appeared beside him and looked at Jiutiao ijie, who was now asleep on the sofa.
Setting down the teacup, he walked over slowly.
Jiutiao ijie, standing at only 162 cm, had perfect proportions, so her body appeared slender and elongated on the sofa.
A pair of beautiful legs was revealed from her school skirt; her shirt puffed out at the chest, the fabric wrinkled due to her sleeping posture.
Higher up, her arms embraced a square pillow, with her beautiful face resting on it; through gaps in her black hair, her delicate eyebrows were visible.
A strand of hair fell across her lips.
Following this strand of black hair, Dubian Che’s gaze dropped back to her cherry-colored lips.
It was hard to imagine that these soft, inviting lips had issued countless brutal commands, and he himself was among the victims.
He extended his right hand, with a faintly violent thought, and pinched her cheek.
Jiutiao ijie’s lips slowly drew together, eventually puckering lightly with a gentle "pop."
Near the inner edge of the lips, he could see a small patch of tender pink inner cheek, moist and glossy, like a freshly washed cherry.
Dubian Che’s hand alternately tightened and relaxed, and that cherry mischievously popped out and hid back in her mouth.
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