Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 405 - 194. Heading Toward the Christmas at the End o

After it got dark, dinner ti, Christmas songs played in the restaurant.

"Jingle Bells" from Children’s Christmas Favorites.

Amidst the lody of "Ding ding dong, ding ding dong, the bells are ringing," the atmosphere inside the restaurant was festive.

Under the warm lighting, diners were eating with great rrint.

The group of five rang the bell and summoned a waiter, each ordering their dinner.

Dubian Che had potato curry and grilled chicken skewers.

The rich aroma of the curry, slightly spicy, paired with rice, was a delight with each bite.

After chewing and swallowing vigorously, he picked up the golden-brown chicken skewers.

Biting into a piece of chicken, a mushroom, they were pulled into the mouth together, the fat bursting with flavor.

The joy and satisfaction of eating were particularly profound at this very mont.

"Christmas is coming up," Ichiki Aoi said, pinching a fry dipped in ketchup.

"Many places have put up Christmas trees, and so shopping malls have started offering discounts," Kunii Shuichi spoke as he bit into a big chunk of his hamburger, chewing as he talked.

"Discounts, huh, I want to go shopping for New Year’s clothes," Ichiki Aoi said.

"My family also made an early reservation for a Christmas cake," Saito Keisuke added.

Ichiki Aoi’s gaze slipped to Mayi Asuka, "Mayi, do you have a date for Christmas?"

"...No," Mayi Asuka focused on eating her curry rice.

"Then how about going shopping with ? Let’s eat at KFC, buy clothes? You’ve already got a recomndation from Tokyo University, you can enjoy yourself," Ichiki said smoothly, having probably thought about it for a long ti.

"...There’s a family gathering."

"Oh, I see." Trying not to show too much disappointnt, Ichiki Aoi asked, "Kiyono, do you have a date for Christmas?"

Kiyono Lin wiped her mouth with a napkin, preparing to reply when Dubian Che interjected.

"Ichiki, what are you trying to do?" he asked, his gaze filled with suspicion and warning.

"Mr. Dubian, you’ve got it all wrong! I’m just asking!" Ichiki Aoi defended herself unhappily.

"What are you explaining? I was just asking what you’re planning to do for Christmas," Dubian Che asked, confused.

Kiyono Lin glanced at him.

"As if I would believe that," Ichiki Aoi muttered under her breath, then said, "I’m planning to hang out with friends from the Wind Instrunt Club. What about you, Mr. Dubian?"

"I’m going to Kiyono’s house."

Ichiki Aoi exclaid in surprise, "Eh—"

Mayi Asuka stopped eating, watching Dubian Che emotionlessly.

No one doubted him, even Kunii Shuichi and Saito Keisuke stared at Dubian Che in astonishnt.

Then again, weren’t these two privy to the scoop?

Ichiki Aoi quickly asked, "And what about Jiutiao? Isn’t she your official girlfriend? Aren’t you spending Holy Night with her? Is that really okay?"

"Broke up?" Mayi Asuka asked indifferently.

Dubian Che sighed, staying silent.

At the small table for six, the atmosphere turned silent, awkward.

The restaurant still looped ’Jingle Bells’, the various food scents wafting past, as warm air flowed through the hair.

At the next table, a child blowing on a xiaolongbao said with childlike candor to his parents, hoping Santa would gift him a real Gundam this Christmas.

Kiyono Lin shot Dubian Che a reproachful look, letting out a sigh as if she had no choice.

She explained, "My family is hosting a party; he and Jiutiao will attend together."

"Oh, I see! You scared , I thought I asked sothing I shouldn’t have! Mr. Dubian, you’re too much," Ichiki Aoi said, puffing up with annoyance.

Mayi Asuka continued to eat her curry with a spoon, little by little.

Her lips were temptingly pink, like a budding flower—inviting both the desire to protect and the sinister urge to destroy.

"But then, Kiyono won’t be available to hang out on Holy Night, right?" Ichiki Aoi said sympathetically for Kiyono Lin.

"Ichiki," Kiyono Lin said with disinterest, "the first two sesters of high school are over; instead of hanging out, you should think about whether to choose humanities or sciences for grade two, and whether you’re preparing for national or private universities in the future."

"I haven’t seriously thought about that yet. What about everyone else? Humanities or sciences?" Ichiki Aoi rolled her fries in ketchup, looking around at the other first-year students with a questioning gaze.

"I choose science," Saito Keisuke, detached from the atmosphere, spoke his second sentence.

"Then I guess I’ll go for science too," Kunii Shuichi decided nonchalantly, "Dubian, you should choose science as well, maybe we can end up in the sa class again."

Dubian Che thought for a mont and replied, "Let’s talk about that when it cos; I’m not sure yet."

Perhaps because he had been reading literature novels recently, he found himself favoring humanities over sciences.

But really, humanities or sciences, it didn’t matter to him.

He wasn’t planning to beco a scientist, nor did he have any ambition to be a writer.

He was clear on what he was doing now and had specific goals, like defending a national championship, but what would he do after graduating from college?

At that mont, Dubian Che felt a sudden sense of bewildernt.

"Have any of you thought about what you want to do in the future?"

Kiyono Lin, about to state her choice between humanities and science, heard his question and replied:

"I’ll take over the family business."

She frowned slightly, seeming to feel helpless about such a life—clearly not fond of it but obliged to do it out of responsibility and duty.

Dubian Che’s gaze shifted from Kiyono Lin’s face to the person across from her.

"How about you, Asuka?" he asked.

Mayi Asuka took a sip of her iced tea, her clear eyes reflecting a hint of contemplative thought.

After three to four seconds, she softly said, "Music."

"Is it playing the tenor horn?" When speaking to Mayi Asuka, Ichiki Aoi’s voice always seed more cheerful.