"Mr. Dubian, tell them," Kunii Shuichi said with a look of scorn.
"Let them completely give up hope and realize how silly they are!" Saito Keisuke encouraged.
"Teacher," Dubian Che raised his hand.
Xiaoquan Aonai, who had been watching the show, chuckled and uttered, "Hmm?"
"As far as I know, for the winter camp, each class has to select its own committee members, right? Like the Daring Festival Committee, logistics committee, and so on."
"What? Mr. Dubian, do you want to be a committee member?"
"No, that’s not it! I’m just saying we should hurry up and not waste time on things like the bonfire party."
"’Things like the bonfire party’?" Ikeda Kazumi repeated in disbelief. "Mr. Dubian, do you also think the legend is fake?"
"Hmm?" Dubian Che blinked twice.
"Hahaha!" Kunii Shuichi laughed loudly, "You see, the bonfire party and all that, it’s all fake!"
"Mr. Dubian, I’m going to tell Jiutiao about this!"
"No, wait a second... I never said ’the legend is fake!’"
Xiaoquan Aonai clapped her hands, signaling everyone to be quiet: "Mr. Dubian, since you want to be a committee member, the Daring Festival Committee will be your responsibility."
"What?!" Dubian Che stood up. "No! Teacher, I’m terrified of ghosts! When I was a kid and watched a horror movie, I had to sleep with my parents for at least two days!"
"The way to overcome fear is to completely understand it. Since you’re afraid of ghosts, you’ll play the ghost, so you’ll know all those ghosts are fake, just like on TV dramas or in movies about ghosts—they’re actually quite funny to see being made."
"Teacher, I’m not afraid of ghosts, I just want to be lazy. Let Kunii do it, he’s the best at this kind of thing."
"Hmm..." Xiaoquan Aonai pondered, "Kunimi is very strong, I was planning to have him be the bonfire party committee member."
"That’s right, let him chop wood! Carry logs!" The girls echoed in unison.
"But no, Teacher!" Kunii Shuichi shouted, "Mr. Dubian is stronger than I am!"
"How so? Mr. Dubian doesn’t look particularly strong."
"Truly! He’s much, much stronger than I am! The baseball he throws is fast and..."
"You’re talking about baseball, Teacher doesn’t understand that."
"Between playing a ghost and chopping wood, scaring people is definitely more fun than sweating."
After school at the Human Observation Department, Dubian Che talked to two beautiful girls about what had happened at the morning class meeting.
"Is that so." Minister Kiyono Lin responded with a tone that said ’both are boring, and Mr. Dubian Che talking about such topics is even more boring.’
Miss Jiutiao lying on the couch wasn’t listening at all.
Dubian Che changed the topic: "What do you think about the bonfire party’s romance legend, is it true or false?"
"What difference does it make between those who believe in such things and those mediocre people who place their hope in dreams and possibilities, dreaming idly?" Kiyono Lin’s voice was cold yet clear.
"Gorgeous, I wish the girls in class could hear your answer. What about you, Meiji?"
"Couldn’t agree more," Dubian Che applauded.
Although he didn’t know whether Jiutiao Meijie was calling the romance legend childish or him for discussing such an issue.
"But, if you dare not invite me to dance, I’ll roast you over the bonfire."
"Heh, calling others childish," came from none other than God Kiyono.
"Don’t misunderstand." Jiutiao Meijie got up, not wearing shoes as she walked over—unbeknownst to when, a fluffy rug had been spread on the floor.
She leaned on the beechwood table with one hand, looking down at Kiyono Lin who was reading.
"Whether you can form a connection and stay together for life relies on skill. I’ll dance with Mr. Dubian just to show some people to stop harboring unrealistic fantasies."
"Always confident Jiutiao, are you afraid?" Kiyono Lin’s gaze didn’t leave the book, she even flipped to the next page.
"Afraid?" Jiutiao Mei scoffed, "God Kiyono, are you really planning to seduce someone else’s boyfriend?"
"First of all, my club activities with Mr. Dubian existed before you two started dating; Secondly..."
Kiyono Lin closed the book, meeting Jiutiao Mei’s gaze without yielding an inch: "Are you really scared? Lost confidence in yourself?"
Without waiting for Jiutiao Meijie to speak, she glanced at Dubian Che.
Then, as if she had just remembered something, added,
"I almost forgot, Mr. Dubian is a pervert, he likes legs, so my threat is indeed significant."
"Oh, is that so..." Jiutiao Meijie slowly turned back, looking at Dubian Che hiding behind "Chasing Water Years."
Suddenly, it unfolded like a natural disaster.
"How should I interpret this sentence..." Dubian Che muttered to himself, "’A blazing fire like a steaming cloak, wraps around the sleeping person’?"
"Mr. Dubian," Kiyono Lin also looked over.
"Hmm?" Dubian Che came back to his senses, blankly looking outside the window, "Is it over? Time really flew by today, is this Einstein’s ’relativity’? I need to take some time to study it properly."
No one cared whether he studied "relativity" or not.
"Is your O-fetish, legs?"
"Are Kiyono’s legs or my legs more attractive?"
The gazes of the two beauties were oppressively intense, leaving Dubian Che with no choice but to give up struggling.
"I would never like a girl just because she has attractive legs," he said.
Jiutiao Meijie’s lips curled up, her eyes narrowed, but not out of happiness.
Dubian Che’s evasion, answering questions that weren’t asked, who couldn’t see through that?
However, such matters would be settled later with him.
She looked at Kiyono Lin: "It seems, the only advantage Kiyono thinks she has, isn’t that great after all."
"The only advantage?" Kiyono Lin repeated with feigned confusion, "Then Jiutiao, do you dare to promise not to take revenge, letting Mr. Dubian choose his own dance partner for the bonfire party?"
Jiutiao Meijie narrowed her eyes.
Kiyono Lin returned it with a scornful sneer.
"Do you think I would fall for that?" Jiutiao Meijie suddenly laughed, "Regardless of whether Dubian likes legs or not, the only legs he can touch belong to me, I don’t need to prove anything."
"I can understand your feelings," Kiyono Lin sighed, "If my rival were as beautiful as I am, I too might worry."
The activity classroom of the Human Observation Department fell silent like the depths of the ocean.
"Alright," Jiutiao Meijie stood up straight, "Let Dubian choose for himself."
"Guarantee no retaliation afterward?" Kiyono Lin confirmed, sneering.
"No problem." Jiutiao Meijie crossed her arms, her gaze shaped like a smile but full of coldness.
"Mr. Dubian," Kiyono Lin called out, "Did you hear that?"
Why don’t you repeat the truthfulness of Jiutiao Meijie’s words in such moments?
Capitalists aren’t good people, including beautiful girls.
"No need," Dubian Che looked relaxed, "I’ll tell you the answer right now, I will definitely invite..."
"Hold on," Kiyono Lin interrupted him, "The choice you make now is based on rational judgment. Only on the day of the bonfire party will the person you truly like, want to dance with, and want to be fated with appear in your mind."
Even such words could be spoken, it seems "Ichiki Aoi’s Love Story" wasn’t without effect; it appeared he’d grown quite a bit.
"Then let’s wait for the day of the bonfire party," Jiutiao Meijie walked back to the sofa, "Miss will make sure you are thoroughly convinced of your defeat."
"I’m looking forward to it," Kiyono Lin responded with a light laugh.
Just as women naturally love romance, it’s common knowledge they’re born actresses.
Thus, Dubian Che would never believe a word Jiutiao Meijie promised today.
As for what Kiyono Lin said, ’Only on the day of the bonfire party will the person you truly like, want to dance with, and want to be fated with appear in your mind,’ that’s too light novel-ish.
Rational judgment is needed.
His answer would not change.