Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 253 - 138. Sports Festival (2)2

"Oh," Dubian Che could only stand up.

The voice, fell into silence.

The silence lasted until they boarded the plane, where they began to talk about the ga.

Kunii Shuichi was indeed very skilled, with extrely accurate shooting, but he tended to be impulsive, wanting to rush in as soon as he picked up a gun, and that was relatively fine. The most fatal issue was his exceptional desire to live.

As soon as he was knocked down, regardless of whether he could be saved or not, he would insist, "I can be saved! I can be saved! Really, I can be saved! Quick, save !"

Saito Keisuke and Dubian Che had been tricked by this before and would absolutely ignore him unless there was a smoke bomb.

Ichiki Aoi, playing with them for the first ti, rushed over as soon as Kunii said he could be saved, and then she would be taken down mid-way nine out of ten tis.

Towards the end, she stopped paying attention to Kunii’s cries for help.

But even if no one went to save him, Kunii wouldn’t get angry when he died, although he would keep saying, "If I had been alive this round, I would’ve wiped them all out!" "No one to cover for you now, huh? Serves you right," and the like.

When it hit midnight, Dubian Che prepared to log off.

"It’s Saturday tomorrow, play a little longer," Kunii Shuichi urged.

"No, R-san has invited to play tennis tomorrow."

"R-san? Who’s that?" Saito Keisuke asked.

"Is it Kiyono?" Ichiki Aoi, true to her nature as a girl, had keen sense and guessed right away.

"Kiyono? Why call her R-san?" Kunii still didn’t catch on.

"Idiot," Saito Keisuke cursed, "What’s the first letter of ’Lin’ in romanization?"

"’Lin,’ Rin, R, right... Ah, I get it now," Kunii finally caught on.

"That’s right, I’m off," Dubian Che clicked to exit the team.

After Dubian Che left, the group of four was down by one, and Ichiki Aoi didn’t feel much like playing either: "Sorry, I have practice at school tomorrow, so I’m going to rest for today."

"Uh-huh, Ichiki, go for it, the national competition is important!" Kunii Shuichi said with a ’nodding’ tone.

"Good night."

"Uh-huh, good night, sweet dreams!"

After Ichiki Aoi logged off, Saito Keisuke’s voice took on a falsetto: "Hmm~ Hmm~, good~ night~, have sweet dreams."

"...Saito!!!"

"I’m gonna puke, Kunii, can you not use such a girlish voice!"

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October 10, Saturday, was a sunny day that was pleasantly cool.

The azure sky, pure white clouds, all very beautiful.

To say how beautiful it was... well, it was like a tennis skirt without safety shorts, if you get the drift.

Since he’d already promised to co to school, Dubian Che didn’t waste any ti, arriving at the music classroom at seven in the morning.

When he opened the door, Mayi Asuka was there alone, oiling the valve pistons of the tenor horn.

The transparent liquid flowed over the silver surface of the tal part, ready to be spread over the entire piece with just a slide up and down. After ensuring the piston moved smoothly, she screwed back the parts used for securing it.

"Good morning, Mayi," Dubian Che greeted proactively.

Mayi Asuka lifted her head, quietly looked at him, then gently set down the tenor horn, stood up, and leaned her whole body against him.

"Wait wait wait, Mayi, your hands!" Dubian Che quickly held her shoulders.

Mayi Asuka seed confused for a second, then lifted her hands, her slender and elegant fingers covered in oil, a faint, sharp tallic scent in the air.

"Mayi, you should go wash your hands first."

"Che, wash them for ," Mayi Asuka said softly.

"It’s already seven, the others will be arriving soon."

"Che, wash them for ," Mayi Asuka insisted, close enough that they could each clearly see their reflection in the other’s pupils.

"But the ti..."

"Che, wash them for ."

"It’s really not..."

"It’s fine, just be quick."

"...Okay," Dubian Che gave in.

They walked out of the music classroom to the hallway sink.

Dubian Che turned on the faucet and squeezed so of the foam-type hand wash onto his hands from the container by the sink.

"Go ahead and wash, Mayi," he reached for Mayi Asuka’s hands.

Mayi Asuka avoided him, and with her ever-calm voice, said, "Che, from behind."

"From behind?"

"Mhmm," Mayi Asuka stepped closer to the sink, then slightly bent over, "embrace from behind and wash my hands."

"..."

"Che, be quick."

"Mayi..."

"Mayi."

"Mayi, are we washing our hands?"

Mayi Asuka slightly turned her head, her eyes brimming with a hint of confusion, "Che, do you want to? My hands are not free, you can lift my skirt for ."

"...I don’t want to."

"Is that so." Mayi Asuka’s flat tone revealed a sliver of, yet noticeable, regret.

At this mont, Dubian Che, who had been vigilantly watching his surroundings, looked out of the corridor window toward the school gate and saw Ichiki Aoi and Yuzao Haoi standing under that oak tree, pointing and gesturing at the branches.

"We should hurry and wash!" He quickly wrapped his arms around Mayi Asuka from behind, his hands full of suds, seizing hers and stretching them together under the gushing water from the tap.

"Mm~" Mayi Asuka let out a soft sigh, her fair, milky cheeks quickly flushing red.

Dubian Che, slling the faint scent of shampoo or maybe shower gel on her, swiftly washed the grease off her hands.

"Che, the gaps between fingers."

"What?"

"You need to wash between the fingers too."

Dubian Che decisively scrubbed between each finger, one by one.

After finishing, Dubian Che finally let out a sigh of relief, "All done."

"Not yet." Mayi Asuka turned to seize his hand, keeping him from leaving.

"Sister?! Ichiki and Yuzao have already arrived!"

Mayi Asuka did not respond, only holding on to Dubian Che’s hand, together they felt the intensity of the water flowing from the faucet.

After a little while.

"Mayi, can we stop now?!" Dubian Che whispered urgently.

At this ti, Ichiki Aoi and Yuzao Haoi seed like they could appear in the corridor at any mont, then they would see the ambiguous posture of the two of them.

As he thought this, voices ca from beneath the stairs.

"Eh? Why haven’t we heard sister’s practice today?"

"She’s not here yet?"

"Can’t be, sister’s always the first, maybe she’s maintaining her instrunt."

The sound of indoor shoes stepping on the staircase grew closer.

"Sister!" Dubian Che urged in her ear urgently.

Mayi Asuka narrowed her eyes, clenched her lower lip, her cheeks sculpted in soft curves, blushed with a rosy tint.

Dubian Che saw her enjoying herself, indifferent to the outside world, and he felt a turmoil of emotions inside, plunging into confusion.

If this continued, they would definitely get caught ’cheating,’ and then if the affair was exposed, Jiutiao ijie would promptly finish him off.

He couldn’t care anymore!

He hooked Mayi Asuka’s earlobe with his tongue, gave it two gentle bites, took advantage of her weakened state, and quickly reclaid his indecent hands.

Imdiately after, he pressed the hand wash dispenser several tis in a rush, swiftly moved to another sink, pretending to have just finished using the toilet and was washing his hands.

After all that, a quick glance showed the figures of Ichiki Aoi and Yuzao Haoi already on the third-floor corridor.

"Ah, Morning Sister!" Ichiki Aoi quickly walked over and slipped into the space between Mayi Asuka and Dubian Che as if guarding the spot.

"...Mm." Mayi Asuka nodded lightly.

Ichiki Aoi noticed Mayi Asuka’s faintly blushing face, swallowed, and was montarily stunned.

Yuzao Haoi ca over, noticed all the suds near the wash basin, and glared dissatisfiedly at Dubian Che, who was still playing with the suds.

Dubian Che acted as if he hadn’t seen her, washed off the foam from his hands, casually shook them, and turned to enter the music classroom.

Not joining them, he moved a chair and a music stand out into the hallway, and kept practicing the oboe facing the school courtyard, before Kiyono Lin arrived.

"What are you doing?" Kiyono Lin eyed his lonely figure.

"Reflecting."

"You actually reflect?" The girl’s surprised face seed genuine.

"I admit I’m soone who hardly ever makes mistakes, but sotis I inevitably do sothing wrong."

"What did you do wrong?"

"I shouldn’t have co to school today for Kiyono’s tennis skirt."

"So you’re planning to go back?"

"No." Dubian Che closed the music score, "For Kiyono, I’m willing to make any number of mistakes."

"Is that so?" Kiyono Lin tucked her black hair behind her ears.

"So let’s start quickly!" Dubian Che stood up, looking at her eagerly, "Do you need help changing your clothes?"

"Thanks, I don’t need it."

Kiyono Lin went back to the Human Observation Departnt’s activity room and changed into her tennis outfit.

"It seems a little shorter than last ti," Kiyono Lin said, slightly uncomfortable pulling at her skirt.

Dubian Che watched her pale blue skirt and the tender thighs barely visible beneath it.

"R-san, you are amazing!"

"T-san, you are really disgusting."