Dating sim loading: My girlfriend is a cunning young lady-Chapter 26 - 24. To reiterate: Dubian was not born great, but chose to be great.

Around noon, Dubian Che called home concerned about recent events in the village, fearing that Jiutiao Meijie had sent someone to kidnap his parents.

"Little Che, if you're homesick, you can take a break and come back home. The potato leaves we planted last fall have turned yellow, you can come back and help dig them up, do the work of half a person."

"..."

"If you don't like digging potatoes, you can follow your dad to plant corn and be responsible for scattering the seeds, which is much easier."

"..."

"Or perhaps you want to plant rice seedlings?"

"Just send me some of the freshly dug potatoes, my phone is running out of battery, I need to study now, hanging up."

After finishing the call with his apparently still drowsy mother, Dubian Che took out a 500 yen coin and bought a can of iced cola from the vending machine.

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After he pulled the tab with his right index finger, his left hand was already wet from the condensation.

He sipped slowly, replenishing the sugar he had rapidly consumed with his morning's mental efforts.

In a classroom, Yuzao Haomei was chatting with a friend about the latest summer fashion magazine when she caught sight of Dubian Che in the hallway.

"I'm going to buy a drink."

"Haomei, get me a juice, mango flavor!"

"Sure!"

She approached the vending machine, and facing Dubian Che, she stretched out her hand, "Give me money, I want a drink."

"Why should I buy you a drink?"

"You are my boyfriend, aren't you?"

Dubian Che looked around, students were roughhousing in the hallway but none were paying attention to them.

"Haven't I already given you 150,000 yen? You know I come from a rural area, two hours by bus, and I need to work extra just to make ends meet, I don't have much spare cash."

Although buying a drink wouldn't cost much, he still remembered how she had mocked him at the barbecue restaurant behind his back.

"Which boyfriend doesn't reply to his girlfriend's LINE messages for two days? This is compensation!"

"Fine, fine, can you lower your voice, please?"

Dubian Che set his cola on the windowsill and took out his wallet to look for coins, while Yuzao Haomei leaned closer, glanced, and quickly snatched a 1,000 yen bill.

"I need to buy one for my best friend too, this amount is just right~~" Yuzao Haomei hummed a tune as she shoved the 1,000 yen into the vending machine.

Dubian Che reluctantly put away his wallet.

If it weren't for the pressure from Jiutiao Meijie, he would have given up his monthly sign-in rewards and "broken up" with her right away.

He picked up his can of cola and headed straight back to the classroom.

Wasting time on petty squabbles with women was not something a 'Tokyo hottie' should do, focusing on his studies was.

Yuzao Haomei bent down to pick up two cans from the vending machine, squeezing the change in her hand.

"Here, the surplus to return..."

Dubian Che had already vanished, and she stuffed the change into her pleated skirt pocket.

"Tch!"

She had never been treated this way by a man before.

Dubian Che, though poor, had willingly spent 150,000 yen to make her his girlfriend for a month, handwritten exam cheat sheets for her retake tutoring, and had somehow encouraged her before the exam so that she passed with double A's; in her view, he must have been deeply in love with her.

Just such a disposable character, who dared not to reply to her messages!

She had just heard him talk about needing to work to maintain his lifestyle and had thought he was too busy with work and study to reply to her messages; she had been ready to forgive him, even prepared to invite him out next week, but now he left without a word?

She wouldn't bother with him during their relationship!

Let his 150,000 yen go to waste!

******

Throughout the day, besides attending his classes diligently, Dubian Che was thinking about how to most efficiently use his "Encyclopedic Memory" and the points he had.

Spending 100,000 points plus a bit of intelligence to become a shooting genius and mastering incredible marksmanship skills within a month sure wasn't feasible.

First, he didn't know where to buy firearms and ammunition; second, the probable trackers would not allow him access to such items; third, he wasn't sure whether he would be searched the next time he saw Jiutiao Meijie.

Finally, whether he could master the art in a month was also problematic. Moreover, finding a suitable place to practice shooting in populous Tokyo was difficult.

He had a total of 184,000 points, which seemed insufficient for handling the upcoming refresh of items and skills. Spending 100,000 points casually was unwise.

Dubian Che had to admit that even he couldn't think of a good way to confront a conglomerate in such a short time.

But doing nothing was not an option. While figuring things out, he decided to start by strengthening his willpower.

He couldn't deny one thing: at fifteen, Dubian Che had embraced a life of destined greatness, continuously striving for it and was exceptionally good-looking.

Under such conditions, never being arrogant or complacent (he learned this from Kiyono Lin; even from someone he despised, he would learn their strengths, wasn't that also one of his virtues?), without considering his birth, he might just be the most remarkable fifteen-year-old in the Island Country.

But even someone like him had his most hated and weakest point—physical exercise.

If he used points, just 7,000 could enhance his physical abilities to human limits, but what use was that?

Jiutiao Mejie had a physical strength of just five points, but she had money, people, and a plethora of firearms. He could fight ten unarmed people, maybe even fifty, but could he survive against ten armed men?

It was unlikely; this wasn't a movie.

No matter how hard humans try, they couldn't outmatch firearms.

Before acquiring enough points to upgrade his body to be impervious to firearms, Dubian Che had no intention of wasting valuable points on physical strength.

His choice to focus on physical exercises was solely because he hated exercising to the extent that he wouldn't correct himself even when ridiculed.

There was nothing better to temper someone's will than engaging in activities one despised and was bad at.

After school, Dubian Che didn't head to the Human Observation Department, instead, he took a five-minute train ride to the Kiiroku House Shinjuku flagship store.

"Weight Loss and Strength Training," "Power Training Plans," "Bodyweight Workouts," "Aerobic and Anaerobic," "Exercise Methods of the Top 10 Sexiest Male Celebrities in the Island Country," "Workout Routines of a Youtuber with Ten Million Followers," and also a calendar.

After paying at the cashier, Dubian Che went to a family restaurant nearby to dine, ordering the recommended special—steak meal.

After eating, he stayed there reading books.

As he read, he highlighted important points. With his 'Encyclopedic Memory', he remembered almost everything he wanted; next, he started planning a thorough workout schedule on his calendar.

'The goal is not to lose weight, look better, or seduce pretty girls. Persisting in things I've always hated and been bad at! Jiutiao Meijie, you can't even imagine how much I hate you and how incredible I am!'

Dubian Che finished his cola in one gulp, packed his bag, and went home, picking up a pair of dumbbells along the way.

That night, after hiding the stockings worn by Jiutiao Meijie, he lifted dumbbells in his rental room while listening to English broadcasts.

By Tuesday the next day, as May approached mid-month and the weather warmed up, it would not be long before it might be possible to wear short sleeves outside.

At the school gate, Dubian Che saw the black car again. His expression changed as he subconsciously thought Jiutiao Meijie had changed her mind.

A woman's mind changes easily, let alone the mind of someone powerful and influential, combining both made Jiutiao Meijie even more frightening.

Unlike the empty school gate at seven o'clock last time, it was now close to eight, and many students whispered to each other by the car, the car-knowing boys especially gasped in awe, proudly sharing information about the car to those around.

As all eyes were on it, the car door opened, and a pair of slender legs appeared first, followed by a yawning Jiutiao Meijie.

Just like her name, she looked like a beautiful princess regally ignoring the gaze of the people around, disregarding Dubian Che's presence, and lazily walked into the school under her subordinates' respectful gestures.

At the door, the usually stern gym teacher subconsciously bowed to her.

"Yo, Dubian, good morning!" Saito Huijie slapped Dubian Che's shoulder, jolting him out of his daze.

"Uh, good morning. Saito, you know... never mind, let's go."

"Finish what you were saying! I hate people who stop halfway!"

"You can hate me; I don't mind."

"You rascal! Eat my hellish send-off move... don't run!"

Relying on his decently quick reflexes, Dubian Che ran into the classroom first, but he was terribly exhausted, and he sat down and loosened his tie to breathe.

He was foolishly involved in a "temporary event" in the game and had made contact with a world not meant for ordinary people like Jiutiao Meijie, but he didn't want others to suffer because of him.

Dubian Che was also afraid to die, feeling the urge to call the police, to flee, to blend into the crowd, to run away recklessly!

Facing Jiutiao Meijie, a high and mighty murderer who never blinked an eye, was not what he wanted to do.

Of course, he was afraid, but he had his principles, never shying away from difficulties or responsibilities, never letting others suffer because of him.

'Tokyo's Handsome Guy' didn't do what he wanted but did what he should.