Next One Is a Babe

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Both of them sipped on their drinks while chatting. When Cindy casually glanced at their surroundings, she noticed the girl glaring at her from afar. The girl was clutching a drink in her hand as she stared straight at Cindy, not bothering to conceal her hatred toward Cindy.

After a moment of hesitation, Cindy turned to look at Peter. “The girl who handed you a drink earlier… Is she your girlfriend?”

“No, no!” Peter froze for a moment before he clarified the situation. “That’s one of the members of the club. I taught her how to play badminton in the past. She’s a pretty fast learner.”

Cindy nodded. “She’s really cute too.”

“Really? I didn’t notice,” Peter replied with a laugh.

What does he mean by that? The girl’s face is probably the first thing he saw when he first met her, Cindy thought. Peter tilted his head back and finished his drink before turning around to throw his empty bottle into the trash can. However, Cindy hadn’t given up on the topic and she continued to talk about the girl. “A girl as cute as her probably has a lot of admirers.”

Peter raised an eyebrow at this point. “Maybe,” he mumbled. He had made things clear through his expression and tone of voice—he wasn’t interested in the topic at all. I don’t know if he’s genuinely a simple-minded guy or if he just processes things in a really slow manner. That girl made her intentions clear. Any regular guy would have been able to tell that she likes him! Cindy thought.

Once both of them finished their drinks, they headed back to the spot where they had been playing badminton. Cindy was a slow learner, and she was aware of how horrible her skills were. She tripped on her own feet every two seconds. Fortunately, Peter was patient with her—he served in a gentle manner to make things easier for her. After playing for a while more, Cindy’s phone began vibrating in her pocket.

She held an arm up to tell Peter to stop before she fished her phone out. It was a call from Aurora. Cindy turned around to pick up the call. Before she said anything, her gaze landed on the girl from earlier. The girl had gone over to the bench and picked up Cindy’s bottle before throwing it into the trash can.

Cindy wasn’t mad at the girl—she simply found the girl’s actions rather amusing. This feels like the sort of thing that an immature high-schooler would do. It’s pretty embarrassing for a full-grown lady like her to do such a thing.

Aurora didn’t know what was happening on the other end of the line, so she simply cleared her throat to speak after Cindy picked the call up. “We’re out now, Cindy. Are you awake? Do you want anything to eat? I can buy you some food.”

“It’s fine,” Cindy replied as she continued staring at the girl in front of her. The girl turned around after throwing the bottle away, and she realized that Cindy had witnessed her actions. With her body stiffened, the girl quickly turned her back against Cindy, as if she felt guilty for what she had done.

Eventually, Cindy looked away to focus on her call with Aurora. “I’m not home now, and I don’t really feel like eating anything in particular. You don’t have to buy me food.”

“Are you not home? Did you go out? Where are you now?” Aurora sounded rather surprised to hear this.

Cindy turned to gaze at Peter. “I went out to play badminton.” That was all Cindy needed to say for Aurora to know where Cindy was and who she was with. After a few seconds of silence, Aurora ended their conversation. “Alright. We’re heading home now.”