My Mr. Mermaid

Untitled Part 52

Chapter 52 by ryuxenji

Yun Duo felt that she might have been teased by Tang Yi-Bai again, but she had no idea how to get back at him for it. Her little heart pattered wildly, like a fawn which had just learned to run. And then there was that final loaded gaze. Hmph, hmph, hmph! Just you wait! This sister will eventually get even and tease you back someday! You get a pass for today...

Just like that, the two's brainwaves diverged once again. That night, Tang Yi-Bai waited for a good long while by the west wall carrying a box, but Yun Duo did not come. Inside the box was the coolest and latest model of a voice recorder which he had asked Xiang Yang-Yang to buy. It was to be a belated birthday present for Yun Duo.

In the end, she still did not come.

At this point, Tang Yi-Bai had no choice but to admit that he and Yun Duo really had very little mutual understanding.

It must be because they haven't yet become an official couple.

So he should hurry up and confess.

To confess is a major event in one's life. One must choose a good time, a good place, and a romantic atmosphere.

However, as an athlete, there was not much free time available for him to choose from.

No matter, he would be returning to China tomorrow. As far as he knew, Yun Duo did not have much work left in Japan after this either, so she should be going back tomorrow as well. At that time, they would be able to see each other back at home.

Back on his territory, he would be able to do as he pleased...

This flight of imagination quelled his regret at not being able to see Yun Duo tonight, and so he happily went back to his room.

The next day, the flight the national swimming team was on landed at City-B at 10 in the morning. Tang Yi-Bai kept his head down as he focused on perfecting his confession plan in his mind, unknowingly falling behind to the very back of the group. Qi Rui-Feng was busy joking around with Xiang Yang-Yang at the front and so did not notice.

As Tang Yi-Bai stepped out of the entrance to the airport at the tail end of the team, a torrent of camera flashes pounced on him out of nowhere like continuous bolts of lightning. Tang Yi-Bai squinted, slightly turning his head away, and waited for the discomfort in his eyes to dissipate.

The reporters swarmed forwards, almost surrounding him. Many microphones were thrust before him, like sprouting bushes in the wild. Immediately behind the microphones were quite a few voice recorders — due to the limitation of distance, they were the secondary option, and there were even some who were trying to interview him just by using their smartphones.

Tang Yi-Bai saw the reporters jostling before him and then looked at the black lenses of the flock of cameras behind them. Even as perpetually calm as he was, he was honestly a little frightened right then.

Reporter A: "Tang Yi-Bai, did you know that you've become a national idol? May I know how you're feeling about that right now? Is there anything you'd like to say to your fans?"

I don't know.

Reporter B: "Tang Yi-Bai, what do you think helped you obtain the results that you did? What are your next plans?"

I plan to confess.

Reporter C: "Tang Yi-Bai, asking on behalf of your vast number of female fans, do you have a girlfriend?"

I will soon.

Reporter D: "Tang Yi-Bai, what's your ideal woman like?"

Like Yun Duo.