Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 778: 338. Suddenly strong wind (13)

The weather was quite clear, and a breeze occasionally blew under the azure sky, rustling the giant banner prepared by the Calligraphy Club for the "Goda Festival."

In the gymnasium, the Dance Stick Departnt in their gymnastics outfits perford on the stage while the Wind Instrunt Club prepared backstage.

The Wind Instrunt Club had over a hundred mbers, but this ti only eighty perford, conducted by Minister Ayane Kumi.

"Have you heard?"

"Heard what?"

The girls, holding various instrunts, whispered among themselves.

"It's about Yuzao taking over as the next Minister."

"The trombone section's Yuzao Haoi?"

"There's only one person with the surna Yuzao in the Wind Instrunt Club!"

"Why should she be the next Minister?"

"Are you talking about that rumor?"

"Rumor? So it's not confird yet?"

"I heard from the third-year seniors that Ayane is still considering."

"Why her?"

"They say that after Ayane visited the Human Observation Departnt, she started considering Yuzao."

"The Human Observation Departnt? Could it be Kiyono's suggestion?"

"No," a girl holding a flute lowered her voice, "It's Mr. Dubian."

"No way?!"

"Right! Aren't their relations not so good? Yuzao often speaks ill of Mr. Dubian!"

"Speaking of which, isn't it too early to think about the next Minister? We still have the national competition."

"After the Cultural Festival, the third-years from other clubs will retire; maybe that's why our Minister is considering it early."

The best way to keep a secret is not to tell anyone, yet the news quickly reached the trombone section where Yuzao Haoi was.

Girls from the Wind Instrunt Club who were close to Yuzao Haoi secretly asked her about the truth of the matter.

Yuzao Haoi was clueless; Dubian Che hadn't spoken to her, and Ayane Kumi hadn't called her for a talk.

"Welco to the Wind Instrunt Club's performance, last month we qualified for the national competition; next month, we will try to bring back good news from Nagoya."

After the performance, Yuzao Haoi found an excuse to split from her friends and headed alone to class 2-4.

She just wanted to have a few words with Dubian Che, but couldn't even get in.

In front of the class 4 room, a long line had ford, and inside, to give guests a comfortable dining environnt, the number of people entering and exiting was limited, and curtains were drawn over the glass, blocking the outside view.

She hesitated between waiting and not waiting.

"Haoi?"

Yuzao Haoi looked over; it was a boy from her class.

"Are you here to eat too? Should I give you my spot?"

"No need."

After refusing the boy's offer, Yuzao Haoi went to the end of the line.

'I'll just treat it as lunch.' She put on her headphones and passed the ti listening to a skillful school's music performance.

Finally, it was her turn. As soon as she entered, she heard a familiar voice.

"Inadequate hosting!"

She turned up the corner of her mouth and headed for the podium.

"Welco... Huh? Haoi!" Ichiki Aoi greeted her cheerfully.

"Aoi," Yuzao Haoi took off one headphone, "are you the cashier?"

Ichiki Aoi struggled to lift up a tin box originally used for cookies: "See? It's all money!"

"There are a lot of custors."

"It's thanks to Mr. Dubian. Do you want fried rice? As a friend, I can give you half off~"

"No! Fried noodles!"

Sitting at a freshly cleaned spot, Yuzao Haoi looked towards the cooking area at Dubian Che and realized she had lined up in vain.

With so many people, how could she talk to him?

"Custor, your fried noodles and barley tea."

"Thank you." Yuzao Haoi looked at the classmate in front of her dressed as a maid, feigning elegance, and her face showed undisguised disdain.

"It's noon, ti to switch shifts!"

"Thanks for the hard work!"

A group of new students entered the cooking area, taking over for Dubian Che and the others who had been busy all morning.

"No, I haven't even had Mr. Dubian's fried rice!"

"It was my turn!"

"Sorry, please co again tomorrow afternoon!"

Watching Dubian Che untie his apron and prepare to leave the classroom with Ichiki Aoi, the fried noodles didn't taste good to Yuzao Haoi anymore; she hurriedly followed them out.

After leaving the classroom, she caught up with the two in the hallway.

"Haoi?" Ichiki Aoi looked puzzled at her, who should have been dining.

"Aoi, can you let talk to Dubian alone for a minute?" Yuzao Haoi requested.

"Of course." After that, Ichiki Aoi turned to Dubian Che and said, "Mr. Dubian, I'll go first."

Watching Ichiki Aoi walk away, Dubian Che asked Yuzao Haoi, "What do you need? If it's about borrowing money, you have to write an IOU."

"Who wants to borrow money!" Yuzao Haoi retorted instinctively, then glanced around, "Follow ."

To avoid the crowds everywhere, Dubian Che followed Yuzao Haoi to the stairwell leading to the rooftop on the fifth floor.

The door to the rooftop was locked with a rusty iron lock.

Unlike the scenes that often appear in ani where you eat lunch on the rooftop, in reality, the rooftop isn't a comfortable place.

It's hot in sumr, cold in winter, and the key thing is the school doesn't open it to students.

Other than students who want to secretly do bad things at school, no one goes to such a place, let alone striking a pose of 'resting with hands behind their heads, lying on the dirty ground.'

"What's your plan? Why recomnd for Minister?" Yuzao Haoi questioned.

"Because you're talented."

"Do you an working hard in practice to join Group A, or being at the bottom academically and having to take sumr redial classes?" Yuzao Haoi's face got up close, her finger jabbing Dubian Che's chest.

Dubian Che leaned back slightly to avoid physical contact.

"There are people below; make a scene and I'll call for help," he said.

Yuzao Haoi was not flustered and undid the button on her chest, turning the tables and threatening: