Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 588: 266. A Woman's Heart, the Sky of Tokyo in June

Dubian Che simply couldn't allow them to go running in their school skirts, nor would he permit it.

Although one wore black tights and the other safety shorts.

He stood guard outside the door while the two young ladies changed clothes inside.

During the winter camping trip, Kiyono Lin and Dubian Che had gone to wake Jiutiao ijie up, and at that ti, they had slightly seen her body.

Now, as Jiutiao ijie nonchalantly unbuttoned her shirt and let her pleated skirt fall to the ground, Kiyono Lin couldn't help but glance twice.

The slender white neck, the firm and round breasts, the delicate waistline—though she knew she herself was not lacking, she still couldn't help feeling a twinge of envy.

Dubian Che already had such a beauty, and her only advantage was knowing everything about him, thought Kiyono Lin to herself.

Out of a competitive spirit common among girls, Jiutiao ijie also stole glances at Kiyono Lin.

With her skirt buttons undone, the legs that were revealed were white and slender, with curves so beautiful they drove one mad with desire.

And then there was that delicate and fair body—every part of it would set a woman's heart racing, wanting to run her fingers through it.

Even she herself was moved, let alone Dubian, thought Jiutiao ijie, growing more vigilant in her heart.

Dressed in long-sleeved spring sports attire, the three of them left the Human Observation Departnt and headed towards the baseball field.

Between the corridors and stairs, they heard the chaotic yet lodious sounds of the Wind Instrunt Club.

Stepping out of the club building and onto the sportsground, they entered the world of sports clubs—the atmosphere heated up instantly.

"Goda—"

"Go for it!"

The karate club mbers, clad in white outfits and led by their ponytail-sporting female Minister, jogged around the track.

"Breathe! Mind the rhythm! Arms!"

The slightly tanned track and field club Minister was training the freshman recruits.

On the soccer field, a coach broke down movents for club mbers; behind the chain-link fence, tennis club mbers practiced against each other and so practiced alone against the wall.

The trio, with their outstanding appearances, attracted a lot of attention. Under the watchful gaze of these people, they arrived at the sandy baseball field.

The mbers of the baseball club, bearing dirt on their originally white clothing, all had sweat-covered faces.

Kiyono Lin and Jiutiao ijie stood outside the baseball field, side by side, waiting for Dubian Che's tryout to finish.

Dubian Che t the foul-mouthed coach under the guidance of Kunii Shuichi.

Without any superfluous words, the coach sent him straight to the Pitcher Mound.

The first ball was easily hit.

The second ball was struck by the batter again.

The baseball coach, with his face weathered by wind and sun, wore a look that scread 'waste of ti.'

The third ball was hit particularly far, and the excited batter seed to think it was quite an achievent.

Dubian Che knew nothing about baseball, he only knew to throw the ball in the right area.

It didn't matter though, he didn't care about the face of transmigrators or system owners.

He would truly get angry only if the title of 'national number one' was taken from him.

The tryout was over.

Dubian Che took off his glove and turned his head to look at the two beautiful girls, worried they had been waiting impatiently—only to find Kiyono Lin smiling sarcastically and Jiutiao ijie with a look of disdain.

"..."

He retracted his earlier thought—being looked down on by these two would make him angry too.

Dubian Che put the glove, which he had ant to hand to the baseball club's female manager, back on.

He gestured to Kunii Shuichi, acting as the catcher, and their tacit understanding from last year's training allowed him to toss a baseball to Dubian Che.

The batter, after looking at the coach and seeing no signal to stop, posed ready to receive the ball.

Kunii Shuichi squatted down again.

"Guess what?" Kiyono Lin asked Jiutiao ijie.

"Since he is serious, he naturally won't get hit."

"If both of us bet the sa, the wager won't stand," said Kiyono Lin with regret.

"With so much confidence in my boyfriend, aren't you?" retorted Jiutiao ijie sarcastically.

"I have confidence in my mber."

The two looked at each other.

"Did you see that!" Dubian Che boasted as he approached, "That was a beautiful high-speed pitch!"

Jiutiao ijie and Kiyono Lin turned to look at him.

Behind Dubian Che was the batter, doubting his own eyes, and the catcher—Kunii Shuichi—staring in disbelief at the ball in his hand.

"Let's go once it ends," Kiyono Lin turned and walked toward the sports field.

She had zero interest in sports; her earlier smile was simply to mock Dubian Che.

"Why throw the fourth ball and waste Miss Jiutiao's ti?" Jiutiao ijie, with her exquisite waist, turned and also headed toward the sports field.

"Didn't you see?" Dubian Che chased after them, "That was entering Immortal Mode in a flash, drawing natural energy from that oak tree at the school gate, throwing that high-speed pitch with a technique of the tail beast ball, and you didn't even notice?!"

"Stop by the infirmary on the way back," Kiyono Lin said with gentle concern.

"... I was joking, I don't have delusions."

"Has your head really gone bad? What I an is that you should shut up, Mr. Dubian, don't make spell everything out for you, I'm not your mother."

"Shut up? Do you think you have the right?" Jiutiao ijie sneered coldly.

"Minister of the Human Observation Departnt, commanding the Deputy Minister of the Human Observation Departnt, do you have a problem with that, Miss Jiutiao iji?"

"You two, stop quarreling, I was talking about my high-speed..."

"Shut up!" they both said at the sa ti.

It seed in the Human Observation Departnt, the so-called Deputy Minister had the least authority.

After they left, the coach called Kunii Shuichi over.

"Have him co for practice tomorrow."

Kunii Shuichi hesitated, knowing full well that Dubian Che really did not want to join the baseball club after deliberately losing the last three pitches.

"Coach," he said, "Dubian doesn't really like baseball. You don't know, but he is the ace of the Wind Instrunt Club, and many music universities want to recruit him specifically."