Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady Chapter 87 - 73. From Shibuya Station, the boys and girls he

Every exceptional high school wind instrunt club holds regular concerts.

If they make it to the national competition and perform well, they can even charge for tickets.

Clubs with no achievents can also participate in these concerts, but may find themselves playing to empty seats, even with free admission.

At the start of the new sester, perhaps unwilling to let high school life end without a flourish, the "upper echelons" of Goda High’s Wind Instrunt Club decided:

To compete in the Kantou competition.

They didn’t just spout this slogan— they took concrete steps: intensified their training and actively signed up for the scheduled concerts.

Then, at their first scheduled concert, they were criticized.

And it was the kind of criticism that’s a real blow to morale.

According to Hanaoka Chaozi, she collapsed onto her bed for a whole day after returning ho, that’s how deeply it affected her.

"As long as we create happy mories, that’s enough. With our level of skill, even with more practice, it’s impossible to make it to the Kantou competition."

Soone began this sentint; it wasn’t clear who, but the chorus of agreent grew louder, and the dream of reaching the Kantou competition beca just a aningless slogan written on the blackboard.

Whether they gave up or not didn’t really matter, but the commitnt to perform at a concert, impulsively signed up for in a burst of enthusiasm, had to be honored.

Near Sophia University is a concert hall known as Kioi Hall, accessible via a tram ride from "Shibuya Station," with a stop at "Kioicho Fifth District" and then a five hundred ter walk.

The regular concert of Goda High’s Wind Instrunt Club was to be held there.

On a Saturday, with a light, unobjectionable drizzle falling, Dubian Che stood at the Shibuya Station ticket gates, holding a clear umbrella.

Today was also the day for club activities of the Human Observation Departnt: to attend the Wind Instrunt Club’s concert for Ichiki Aoi’s love story.

Dubian Che had no idea what the connection between the two was.

However, just before school ended yesterday, Kiyono Lin, with her soft-spoken tone, issued an "absolute must attend" president’s command. With too much at his own risk, he had no choice but to obediently participate.

But going to a concert hall on a rainy day could be a pleasant diversion.

If he couldn’t understand it, he could always just have a nap.

Musing at the raindrops, he heard a familiar sound of footsteps from behind, a cadence carrying the self-assured belief of "the whole world awaits ."

Dubian Che turned around in disbelief.

Jiutiao iji, in her retro light blue blouse and white high-waisted skirt, stood there.

"My iji is still across the ocean, I must be hallucinating from missing her too much."

Jiutiao iji narrowed her eyes, and the dampness of the rain pervaded the air, imdiately turning the sensation from crisp to oppressively sticky.

Of course, this was an exaggeration—only Dubian Che’s mood actually shifted.

"Where are you going?" she asked, her arms crossed, a mocking smile on her lips.

"Well..." Dubian Che hesitated for a second, then decided to co clean.

He confessed everything about his recent interactions with girls: where he t them, what they talked about, how many ters apart they were.

Of course, he never ntioned that Mayi Asuka was a weirdo.

If he were that honest, it wouldn’t be candor, but sheer foolishness, practically inviting trouble.

He also modified the dream he had that morning to make Jiutiao iji the sole woman appearing in it!

After he finished, Jiutiao iji regarded Dubian Che with a profound look: "My Dubian, you seem to be quite close to Kiyono Lin."

"That’s not true, we’re barely acquaintances at most, I already told you how I utterly embarrassed her during PE class!"

"Then why," Jiutiao iji stepped under Dubian Che’s umbrella, sliding her long right leg between his, "did you follow her into the infirmary?"

"..."

"Hmm?" Jiutiao iji’s soft, delicate palm rested lightly on Dubian Che’s shoulder.

Such an intimate gesture drew envious glances from many in the station.

But they didn’t know that this pose allowed Jiutiao ijie to kick with greater force with her right foot!

Dubian Che didn’t dare to move now.

Subduing Jiutiao ijie in his arms was of course easy, but what about after that? Stage a grand escape at Shibuya Station?

Watching the speechless Dubian Che, Jiutiao ijie suddenly smiled with delight and then floated away from Dubian Che.

"Look at you, you’re so cute." She lightly patted Dubian Che’s chest, "Let’s go."

Dubian Che sighed in relief, "Where to?"

"Aren’t you going to the concert? This lady has so free ti today, so I’ll fulfill my girlfriend’s duty and accompany you."

"Really? ijie, you’re just too adorable!" Dubian Che reached out, taking Jiutiao ijie’s hand, "I really want to take you ho for the sumr vacation."

"You want to et your parents?"

"No, it’s just that thinking about not seeing you for over a month during sumr vacation makes want to kidnap you back and hide you in a storage locker."

"Hmm—That’s not a bad idea. Next ti I go abroad, I might as well hide you in my luggage."

"..." Dubian Che changed the subject, "Have you finished with your official duties?"

"Not yet." Jiutiao ijie turned to look at him, her smile brimming, "When you called looking all pitiful and said you missed , I had to co back to see you."

"ijie, I love you." Dubian Che’s eyes brimd with tears.

"Hehehe, good boy."

Hand in hand, they walked side by side, laughing and chatting as they boarded the tram to the concert hall, appearing just like a real couple.

Latest Human Observation Departnt Report:

Like the sun, the radiance of the stars cos from the distant past; what humans experience in the present has, in fact, been destined long ago.

The aning of Deputy Minister Dubian Che: When one’s mind is not clear, one must not make random phone calls.

And definitely don’t say "I miss you" on the call!

There were plenty of people who ca to listen to music for free on weekends, including families and couples holding hands just like them.

When entering, Dubian Che held open the glass door for Jiutiao ijie. After Jiutiao ijie passed through, he noticed a woman holding a baby behind them, so he kept the door open for her as well.

"Thank you." The woman nodded her thanks to him.

This act, however, earned Dubian Che an unforgiving stomp from Jiutiao ijie.

"I..." Dubian Che pointed at the woman’s retreating figure, taking a mont to find his words, "She already has a child, she’s a mother. Isn’t it okay to help her out casually?"

"No."

"..."

"No won under sixty."

"..."

"If I ever see you open doors for won again, it won’t just be a stomp on the foot." Jiutiao ijie’s gaze on Dubian Che’s face made it clear where she might stomp next ti.

Perhaps for so with particular kinks, her punishnt could be considered a reward, but unfortunately for Dubian Che, it wasn’t.

"Whatever you say, could you please get your foot off?"

"I thought you liked being stepped on by ?"

"..."

"Don’t like it?"

"It’s just that it’s too comfortable like this. If it continues, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop myself from making weird noises."

Jiutiao ijie made an interested "Hmm—" sound.

"But doing this here would disgrace the Jiutiao Family, right? We should do it secretly instead."

"You’ve beco quite the talker." Jiutiao ijie finally dissipated her anger, satisfyingly lifting her sandaled foot from Dubian Che’s sneaker.