After Transmigrating to Become Lady Skylark - Chapter 66

Chapter 66

‘Kyoya’

When she had heard Dino address him this way before, Jin Chaoyan thought it sounded far too intimate. Despite the beautiful Japanese phonetics, calling out that name to a youth with such a handsome face—tongue slightly curled, trailing off on the slight long vowel—gave off an indescribable sense of ambiguous closeness.

It was as if calling his name was, in itself, a confession of love.

Aside from the overly familiar, sunny, and passionate Italian, Dino, there were likely very few people who could call Kyoya Hibari by his first name so affectionately and naturally.

Now that she was permitted to address him as such, she was immediately thrown into a dilemma. For the first time, she truly understood the feeling of “shooting oneself in the foot” after lying. If she accepted it, she was too embarrassed to speak; if she refused, declining a rare exception from a youth raised in a reserved culture seemed ungrateful.

Her face flushed bright red, yet she couldn’t manage to force the name out.

However, after dropping that sentence, Kyoya Hibari naturally returned to the space behind his desk. He flipped open the application forms for club activity areas for the following month, submitted by the various school clubs and collected by the Disciplinary Committee. Within half a minute, he let out a cold sneer.

“Jin Chaoyan.”

“Ah… yes?”

The woman, still obsessing over the naming issue, looked at him reflexively. She saw him push the forms toward her. “The Club Congress at five o’clock. You go open it.”

He currently had no interest in “biting to death” those herbivorous animals who were as noisy as they were weak. Since patrolling outside and collecting protection fees hadn’t worked out, he figured she should have no problem handling a meeting like this.

“Understood,” Jin Chaoyan replied. With the experience of collecting protection fees as a “club activity” behind her, she felt she wouldn’t be surprised by anything anymore, so long as it wasn’t murder or arson. “What is the goal of the meeting?”

“Discuss the activity areas for next month. Aside from the Reception Room, tell them to vacate the Multimedia Classroom for the Disciplinary Committee as well.”

“Got it, Mr. Chairman.”

Jin Chaoyan didn’t even bother to ask why he wanted an extra classroom. Taking the forms, she turned and headed toward the school’s conference room. As she opened the door and stepped out, she found her previous thoughts hilarious.

—She couldn’t possibly be a Daji. After all, Daji didn’t have to work for King Zhou.

She had escaped her studies, yet she couldn’t escape the schedule of the Disciplinary Committee. She had started her life as a “salaryman” early in school. How wonderful.

With such thoughts, she caught a Disciplinary Committee member in the hallway to act as her “muscle” and headed to the congress venue. Upon arrival, she found it was simply an empty classroom with rearranged desks and chairs.

Representatives from various clubs were already seated, with nameplates of their respective clubs on the tables in front of them. Having rarely participated in club activities during her own school days, she found it quite novel. She looked around and didn’t forget to ask the boy behind her, “Where is the sign for our Disciplinary Committee?”

The subordinate with the pompadour hair put his hand to his mouth and whispered, “The Disciplinary Committee doesn’t need a sign. You just need to go over and find any spot to sit.”

Oh.

The prestige.

Jin Chaoyan was now quite adapted to this way of throwing her weight around. She nodded and sat in an empty seat near the window. Her subordinate stood dutifully behind her, and she immediately noticed the look in everyone’s eyes change.

“May we start the meeting?” She asked politely, seeing the surroundings fall silent.

The club leaders from all three grades exchanged glances. Rumors of Hibari having a girlfriend had been spreading like wildfire throughout Namimori Middle School. Seeing her arrive at the Club Congress with a member of the Disciplinary Committee, who could fail to recognize her?

They had seen early on the news that the Disciplinary Committee intended to occupy not only the most luxurious Reception Room but also the newest Multimedia Classroom next month. However, those present were either afraid to provoke the committee or were “hot-blooded” youths who had already been taught a lesson in humility. For a moment, no one spoke.

Mochida, the president of the Kendo Club, crossed his arms and watched for a while. He couldn’t see anything special about this rumored girlfriend of Hibari’s, so he spoke up with a smile:

“We can start. I have a suggestion, little junior—”

“It’s bad enough that your Disciplinary Committee hogged the Reception Room, but the Multimedia Classroom was just recently installed. Our Kendo Club members need to watch tournament videos, and other sports clubs need to study the latest match experiences. How about you let us have the Multimedia Classroom?”

With him leading the way, the representatives of the track, basketball, and volleyball clubs followed suit with small nods and murmurs of agreement.

Jin Chaoyan flipped through the forms she brought. “Kendo Club: has not placed in the top sixteen of the National Middle School Kendo Tournament in the past three years. Basketball Club: eliminated in the preliminaries for the Nationals and the Winter Cup. Volleyball Club: stopped at the top thirty-two of the Tokyo Regional Middle School League in both the spring and summer…”

With every sentence she read, the expressions of the club representatives grew more unsightly.

After she finished listing the clubs, she met their gazes and spoke: “To be blunt, with your level, you might as well watch tapes at home. Even with a Multimedia Classroom, it won’t help your strength improve much.”

She even provided an example: “The Baseball Club has an excellent ace like Yamamoto-kun, and the Boxing Club has a captain like Sasagawa-kun. Those who have the ability to win championships haven’t even applied to use the Multimedia Classroom, so you guys…?”

At this point, she stopped, letting them fill in the blanks themselves.

Although Jin Chaoyan’s tone was polite and her expression was not one of contempt or provocation, the content was enough to make the sports club presidents feel insulted.

Mochida slammed the table and stood up. “What does a woman like you know about Kendo? Apologize to me right now, and for that person’s sake, I might forgive your insult to our Kendo Club.”

The surrounding club representatives hurriedly dragged their chairs away to escape, as they couldn’t afford to provoke either the Kendo Club thugs or the unreasonable Disciplinary Committee.

“Oh.”

Jin Chaoyan now understood why Kyoya Hibari didn’t want to attend these meetings—it was because there were too many troublemakers in Namimori Middle School who never learned their lesson. She rested her chin in her hands, curious about the quality of students in Namimori, and replied calmly:

“I won’t.”

She said, “In sports, being ‘trash’ is the original sin. Since you’re trash, why aren’t people allowed to say it?”

Mochida: “?”

He rolled up his sleeves and walked toward her aggressively, pulling a chair. “I’ve always been one to cherish the fairer sex and I don’t hit pretty women, but you’ve really gone too far—”

The Disciplinary Committee member behind her tried to step forward to block him, but Jin Chaoyan raised her hand to stop him. Seeing he was no match for Mochida, she warned, “Step back a bit.”

She then had enough leeway to look at the representatives of the volleyball, basketball, and track clubs. “What about you? Do you want to join him?”

When they shook their heads in terror, she nodded. Then, a loud gunshot rang out in the conference room. Mochida looked down to see the chair he was holding shattered into countless pieces on the floor.

“!”

His legs went weak, and he slumped onto the floor.

Jin Chaoyan maintained her pose with her chin in her hands. Without even looking at him, she smiled at the other club leaders. “So, does anyone else have an objection to the Disciplinary Committee using the Multimedia Classroom?”

Every student in the classroom shook their head like a rattle.

—Terrifying! The girlfriend Kyoya Hibari found is too terrifying! He still uses cold weapons, but she already brings firearms to school. What kind of terrorist romance is this!

“Jin Chaoyan, firearms are not permitted on school grounds.”

Outside the conference room.

When Jin Chaoyan walked out with the Disciplinary Committee boy, she saw the youth who should have been in the Reception Room leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He turned his head and reminded her in a calm tone.

She raised her hands in a gesture of surrender. “Okay, I’ll definitely remember next time.”

If this “little brother” weren’t so domineering and wanted to hog everything good, I wouldn’t have had to resort to using force to scare a group of fifteen-year-old middle schoolers!

But she didn’t dare say it. After all, the unreasonable apex of the Namimori food chain was standing right in front of her. She could only report obediently, “By the way, the applications for both the Reception Room and the Multimedia Classroom were approved.”

“Mhm.”

Kyoya Hibari nodded, taking the result as a matter of course. He turned to leave, walking in the direction of the Grade 2 Class A room. The woman followed him as it was on her way, while the Disciplinary Committee boy she had brought to the meeting had long since vanished with great situational awareness the moment he saw the Chairman.

The two walked near the classroom and saw Hayato Gokudera coming out with his schoolbag, not participating in any club activities. Following behind him was a small infant wearing a red Tang suit, with a red pacifier hanging around his neck and black hair braided into a ponytail.

“I told you to stop following me.”

Hayato Gokudera dropped the sentence without looking back.

The infant in the Tang suit stopped helplessly. As he turned to leave, he happened to encounter Kyoya Hibari and Jin Chaoyan. He bowed politely, intending to take his leave, only to hear Jin Chaoyan’s sudden exclamation:

“So cute!”

This Arcobaleno! He looked like a chibi version of Hibari!

She thought of Arnold who appeared yesterday, the youth beside her now, her ten-year-later husband on her phone wallpaper, and now this Arcobaleno—

What kind of “Super Combo” was this!

“Hello.” Fon glanced at the tenth-generation Cloud Guardian standing next to her. His black eyes scanned between them, guessing their relationship was unusual, and instinctively greeted her in Chinese.

“Hello, hello!” Jin Chaoyan switched to fluent Chinese in a split second. Ignoring Fon’s surprised gaze, she squatted down directly. “My name is Jin Chaoyan. What’s yours?”

Fon cupped his hands. Even though his voice, which shared a resemblance to Kyoya Hibari’s, was high-pitched, it couldn’t hide the refined and elegant undertone. “I am called Fon.”

Aside from I-Pin, Jin Chaoyan rarely met someone who could speak Chinese with her, especially since the person now sported a face similar to Hibari’s. She couldn’t hide the joy in her heart; small fireworks were going off one by one in her mind. She blurted out a “secret code” for recognizing a fellow countryman:

“Gongting Yuye Jiu!” (Palace Jade Liquid Wine!)

Fon: “?”

He hesitated for two seconds. “Yibai Bashiyi Bei?” (One hundred and eighty per cup?)

Jin Chaoyan: “!”

She wore an expression so happy she almost fainted. She hadn’t expected such a surprise after crossing into the anime world—a handsome and cute fellow countryman with no cultural barrier…

“May I please give you a hug?” Jin Chaoyan had to try very hard to control herself so she wouldn’t rudely just pick him up.

Fon was also surprised to meet a fellow countryman here. Thinking that tonight was the Rain Guardian test and not Hayato Gokudera’s turn, he closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and nodded to the woman in front of him:

“You may.”

HE! IS! SO! GENTLE!

Nothing like the Hibari of ten years later or ten years ago!

Jin Chaoyan turned into a “screaming chicken” internally. On the outside, however, she was extremely careful as she reached out both hands to pick Fon up. Looking at his cute, round baby face—so handsome yet without Hibari’s foul temper—she felt that being able to hold him was the happiest thing in the world.

She could die happy now.

“Fon, would you like to come home with me tonight? Meeting an old friend in a distant land—let me treat you to a meal. I can cook many Chinese dishes. Do you eat spicy food? How about Sichuan or Hunan cuisine? Oh wait, babies have fragile stomachs, right? How about Cantonese food then?”

Fon smiled slightly and nodded. “That would be fine. Then I shall trouble you.”

“No, no, no, it is my honor to have you!”

Jin Chaoyan took two steps forward while holding him, then realized something was wrong. She looked back at the youth who was still standing in the same spot. Belatedly remembering something, she calmed her heart slightly and asked, “Oh right, Chairman, club activities are over, right? I’m going home now, okay?”

Hibari, who had been silently watching her go from excitement to sudden cooling: “…”

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