Chapter 102

This was exactly what Kitakami Yoru wanted!

Human behavior and thoughts can be guessed through actions and expressions!

For example, interrogators and psychologists basically do exactly this.

Eriri's willingness to eat the seafood rice meant that from now on, as long as Kitakami Yoru didn't bully her anymore.

She wouldn't dare to tear her face off with Kitakami Yoru either!

After swallowing a big mouthful, Eriri smiled inexplicably, ate another big mouthful, and tears kept dripping onto the floor.

She wasn't worthy of Tomoya anymore, her life was ruined, she would have to live in the shadows for the rest of her life...

"Where is this?"

Kitakami Yoru remembered how long he had walked, arriving at a completely unfamiliar place.

The sunset was about to set.

There weren't many tall buildings around, so he could be sure this wasn't a wealthy district like Minato or Chiyoda.

"Time to go home."

Kitakami Yoru's feet were also sore, so he took his phone out of his schoolbag and opened the map.

"Let me see, the nearby station..."

His fingers kept zooming in on the phone screen, moving the map.

Edogawa Ward.

Having determined his location, Kitakami Yoru walked toward the station.

Passing by a convenience store on the street corner, he went in to linger for a while and bought a bottle of black coffee.

After checking out and coming out, he stood at the door, drinking it in big gulps.

After finishing it, he casually threw the waste toward the trash can outside the convenience store.

The aluminum can drew a beautiful arc in the air, hit the top of the trash can, and bounced off.

It fell to the ground and bounced up again.

At this moment, a little girl who was bowing her head and sobbing ran out from Kitakami Yoru's blind spot.

It just so happened that she was hit on the arm by the bouncing aluminum can.

It wasn't serious.

The little girl didn't seem to feel a trace of pain, otherwise she would definitely have stopped to take a look.

"Ah... no... sorry, little sister."

"I'm sorry, I didn't throw the trash into the trash can, I'm very sorry..."

Seeing this, Kitakami Yoru leaned over and apologized to the elementary school student who looked like she had just started primary school.

No matter what, her crying wasn't caused by him, and the aluminum can hadn't hurt or pained her, but a basic apology couldn't be skipped.

The little girl acted as if she hadn't heard Kitakami Yoru's words, continuing to sob.

Kitakami Yoru didn't dare to get close; he was a disgusting dead fatty, and his hair was long and uncut.

If he got close and a passerby happened to walk by in the next second, he would definitely be suspected and wouldn't be able to explain himself.

"Don't cry, don't cry, what's wrong with you?"

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Kitakami Yoru looked at the little girl crying continuously and looked around anxiously.

He wasn't familiar with the area either.

It was his first time here.

Walking and walking, he didn't know how long he had walked, rested several times, and ended up here.

"I... my things are gone..."

"And... and I don't know the way anymore..."

"Sob sob sob, sister... Honami-sister..."

The little girl looked up at Kitakami Yoru and started crying again.

Her things were gone, she had had an argument with her sister, and she had run away.

Her home was in this nearby area.

It wasn't very far, but she didn't remember the way very clearly.

The little girl was somewhat familiar with the road conditions but wasn't sure, and after running around, she had been lost in the vicinity for a long time.

"Don't, don't, don't cry."

"Also, I'll call the Metropolitan Police Department for you; someone will send you home!"

Kitakami Yoru took out his phone to comfort the little girl.

After speaking, he helped her call the police.

The call connected, and Kitakami Yoru tapped the back of his phone gently, making a sound.

"Wu... wu..."

The little girl wiped away her tears, looked up at Kitakami Yoru: "Thank you... uncle..."

Kitakami Yoru, who was explaining the situation, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

You're just at the age of primary school, and I'm a high school student.

Calling me uncle?

Kitakami Yoru explained the situation, put down his phone, and stared at the little girl to examine her closely; to his surprise, he felt she looked a bit familiar.

"It's okay, it's okay, someone will come to send you home in a while."

Kitakami Yoru stood far away, not daring to get close.

"Hmm."

The little girl nodded obediently.

Kitakami Yoru didn't leave either, waiting in place for about ten minutes.

A Metropolitan Police Department officer rode a bicycle over, stopped directly in front of the convenience store, got off, and walked over.

"I'm the one who called the police."

Kitakami Yoru immediately said to the other party.

The officer looked Kitakami Yoru up and down carefully and hurried over to the little girl to check on her.

"Hey, no matter where you are, it's a society that looks at faces."

Kitakami Yoru sighed secretly.

This summer vacation, a month and a half, I hope I can lose weight.

The Tenfold Effort Reward opened from the Golden Treasure Chest is definitely not just for show.

"I really want to know what I look like thin; Dad doesn't have any photos for reference either."

"Mom is so beautiful, I guess I won't be too ugly, right?"

Kitakami Yoru stood quietly on the side, listening to the officer understand the situation, thinking about his own affairs in his heart.

He only hoped.

That he, who had been fat since childhood, wouldn't be too ugly after losing weight.

Must not be too ugly.

As for becoming a handsome guy like in light novels and manga, he didn't dare to fantasize.

Smile~

After a few sounds came from the officer's walkie-talkie, a soft, glutinous female voice rang out.

"Older sister, sob sob sob... I'm here..."

"Honami-nee..."

The little girl suddenly became excited.

"Looks like the little girl's sister also called the police; they've made contact."

Kitakami Yoru breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the little girl, hesitated for a moment, and still didn't leave.

Waited for a few minutes.

A Metropolitan Police Department officer and the little girl's sister came over.

"She is?!"

Kitakami Yoru narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Ichinose Honami, and remembered.