The Cultural Festival was drawing near, and more classes stayed after school to prepare for the activities.
During a break from drama practice, when Dubian Che was commanded to buy drinks, he saw some classes had constructed dinosaurs that reached to the ceiling with cardboard boxes, while others had signs outside their rooms stating, "Decorating a haunted house, please do not peek."
Among them was Class 3-1, and it was unclear what they were doing.
Why were a bunch of people gathered aroundnoisily, eating snacks and drinking beverages?
Had they already started a consolation party?
Or was the class activity simply to throw a party?
"As things stand, we definitely won't be ready in time," Kiyono Lin said as the school day neared its end.
"I'm sorry," Xiaoquan Aonai and Ichiki Aoi apologized.
After several days of training, the two had made significant progress, but that progress was far from meeting Kiyono Lin's expectations for the stage performance.
They were just ordinary people; reaching this level was already impressive.
As for Mayi Asuka, the character Dubian Che had written for her was an emotionless, cold-faced shrine maiden; she just needed to play herself.
"Is there anything we can do?" While speaking, Dubian Che grabbed the foot Mayi Asuka extended.
Through the thin fabric of her summer pants, he could clearly feel the outline of her ankle.
Above the elm desk, Mayi Asuka flipped through the script in her hands without showing any odd behavior.
This could explain why Dubian Che's acting was good—no further explanation was needed, given his experience.
Everyone looked at Kiyono Lin, who, after pondering for a while, said, "We have no choice but to go to cram school."
"Cram school?" Xiaoquan Aonai asked, puzzled.
"Yes," Kiyono Lin explained, "starting this Friday night, we'll have intensive training at the school until Monday morning."
"I'm fine with that, but what about Mayi and Ichiki?" Xiaoquan Aonai looked at them.
"Sure," Mayi Asuka nodded indifferently.
"I don't have a problem either. Anyway, there's no national competition training until after the Cultural Festival," Ichiki Aoi said, trying to contain her excitement, and asked, "At the cram school, do the girls sleep together in the school?"
"As a teacher," Xiaoquan Aonai said, "from a safety standpoint, that's indeed how it should be arranged."
"I'll sleep at home and commute each day," Jiutiao Meijie added.
"That won't work," Kiyono Lin immediately rejected without even thinking.
When Jiutiao Meijie looked at her coldly, she explained:
"The point of cram school is to take advantage of every second your eyes are open for intensive training. Going home will only lead to slackness. Most importantly, once you're home, no one can guarantee you'll wake up on time."
This was an irrefutable reason.
But getting Jiutiao Meijie to admit her faults was less likely than getting all businesses to disclose industry secrets.
"That's because there's usually nothing worth waking up early for, miss. If I want to, I can get up at any time, no matter how early."
Jiutiao Meijie then turned to look at Dubian Che and continued:
"The second time I met my dear was very early in the morning, right?"
"It was a Monday when I just felt like waking up early," Dubian Che reminisced pretentiously. "I put on my Goda High School uniform, left home early, and met my perfect girl under the oak tree—hiss—"
"What's wrong?" Seeing Dubian Che suddenly wince in pain, Xiaoquan Aonai expressed concern.
Dubian Che didn't say a word but just bent over, appearing in agony.
"Did you hit the table?" Jiutiao Meijie asked with a laugh, "Be careful."
Anyone would think so, seeing him like that, without him speaking.
Dubian Che removed the foot of the 'college girl who, while he was talking, had slipped between his legs.'
"But," Dubian Che continued "in pain," not giving anyone a chance to ask for details, "Meijie, we're already in our second term of our second year, and the time we can wear uniforms and ** at school is only the last year and a half."
"Eh—" Ichiki Aoi's face was conflicted.
Xiaoquan Aonai covered her forehead with her hand, her face saying, 'my family members are so embarrassing, please bear with us.'
Kiyono Lin, as if suffering from a headache, rested her hand on her forehead and sighed helplessly.
Mayi Asuka, expressionless, put her smooth, delicate feet back into the school guest shoes.
"That's indeed the case," Jiutiao Meijie completely agreed with Dubian Che, "In that case, I'll also join the cram school, but I won't sleep with you guys."
"Jiutiao," Xiaoquan Aonai said with a wry smile, "I am a teacher after all; I can't allow you and Dubian to do that kind of thing at school."
Jiutiao Meijie frowned delicately.
"How about this," Dubian Che, having relieved the pain from hitting the table, said, "let's all sleep together, right here in this classroom. That way, I can also keep you all safe. Meijie, you sleep between me and Kiyono Lin."
"All sleep together?!" Ichiki Aoi exclaimed.
"With so many people, and Meijie here, what else could I possibly do?"
"If I'm not there, then what would you do?" Jiutiao Meijie asked with a sly smile.
"What I mean is, because you are here, even if I were to do anything, it would only be to you," Dubian Che explained, then asked the others, "What do you think?"
"I have no objections," Kiyono Lin stated.
"Sure," Mayi Asuka nodded.
"That's also fine," Xiaoquan Aonai added, "but let's keep a little distance between us. I'll go to the infirmary to get some curtains, to facilitate changing clothes."
"Is everyone really okay with this?" Ichiki Aoi looked around at the gathered group in surprise.
"You're probably the least problematic one here," Dubian Che told her.
"No, don't look at me like that," Ichiki Aoi hugged herself, boasting proudly, "I'm quite conservative."
"What I mean is, I deeply respect your sexual orientation, so I definitely won't make a move on you."
Next chapter will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.