The car grew quiet for a while, and Dubian Che felt the pain had lessened a lot; he seemed to be temporarily safe as well.
He spoke softly,
"I suggested determining it by performance because Kiyono Lin spends all day at school reading, barely managing to be first; and you, Jiutiao, could easily take second place without attending school for a month. Now that you're here, the first place is undoubtedly yours."
Jiutiao Meiji didn't speak, as if she were asleep.
Dubian Che couldn't think of anything else to say.
He wanted to stand up, but a woman's legs, capable of taking his life, were resting on his stomach, so he had no choice but to passively admire the girl's legs and skirt.
'If, I mean if, I had willingly lain down, this would not feel so bad.'
When this thought crossed his mind, Dubian Che caught Shizuru's eyes, whose robotic and indifferent gaze snapped him back to reality.
Dealing with an adolescent body is really something else!
