Chapter 104

Eriri ate all the seafood rice Kitakami Yoru made, drank the milk that made her nauseous, took some painkillers, and lay down from the afternoon until now, only just barely recovering.

"Gulp~"

Touching her little stomach, Eriri swallowed a pill and looked out at the balcony in silence.

The house was big, but she was the only one there.

She wanted to cry, but couldn't cry at all; she had already cried too much, cried enough.

After completely destroying the packaging box and turning it into ashes, Eriri endured the coldness of her body and soaked into the cold water bath.

"So cold, so cold, can't take it..."

Kitakami Yoru quickly wiped the cold water off his body and shrank into the small bath.

With the skin alternating between cold and hot, goosebumps broke out all over his body as soon as he touched the warm water.

Kitakami Yoru's face was a bit painful: "Damn it~"

After taking a bath that wasn't very comfortable and eating a raw cucumber and a tomato as a midnight snack, Kitakami Yoru lay back on the bed, hesitating, still not clicking on LINE.

【Modified】

Everyone was working hard for final exams, maybe they were still studying at this time; if he sent a message, it wouldn't be good if it interrupted their study state.

Kitakami Yoru just started scrolling through the news...

A while later, a pop-up message came, still from the Metropolitan Police Department.

Kitakami Yoru originally thought it was about Ichinose Honami this afternoon, but it wasn't.

It was the lost bag he had picked up with Kato Megumi when they went to Akihabara earlier, which contained a transportation card and a high-end art book.

He had originally thought they were exquisite pictures, but it turned out to be a doujin artist's.

"That doujin artist is really rich, a local tyrant, using high-end precious art books..."

Kitakami Yoru started muttering to himself.

"Didn't he find it?"

"Did he think that losing such a thing wasn't worth anything, so naturally no one would send it to the Metropolitan Police Department, and didn't go to ask at the several Metropolitan Police Department branches near Akihabara?"

"Forget it, I'll go get it when I have time."

After scrolling through the news for a while, Kitakami Yoru switched to a shopping website.

Since Fujiwara Chika sent him to the hospital that day, he had thanked her verbally once and hadn't seen her since.

Of course, Kitakami Yoru hadn't been back to school for long.

"What should I send to thank her?"

"And Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei, Yukinoshita Yukino, the semester is about to end..."

Scrolling through the shopping website boredly, the big data pushed everything Kitakami Yoru liked.

He didn't understand Fujiwara Chika, Hiratsuka Shizuka, or Yukinoshita Yukino at all.

Sigh~

He couldn't send San-san to Yukinoshita Yukino, right?

That wouldn't do.

Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei seemed to be on blind dates, and he didn't know any high-quality opposite-sex people.

No, it's the same sex.

I remember Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei drives a red Aston Martin DB11, and she's a teacher at a top-tier prestigious school like Shuchiin, so her taste is high and her social status is high.

She's beautiful, understands people, and has a kind heart.

I guess her requirements are high, which is why she can't get married.

Fujiwara Chika~

Kitakami Yoru's head hurt even more; it was really tangled.

All three of them were women; he was least good at this, and none of them lacked money.

It was really a headache.

He couldn't think of it for a while, so he stopped thinking about it.

Put away the phone, don't be greedy for play, sleep...

Today is Sunday.

Kitakami Yoru got up a bit later than usual, made breakfast, and added cat food and water for San-san.

Then he took out the yoga mat and started doing aerobic exercise.

Maintaining his daily hour, he was drenched in sweat after finishing; he sweated more than usual.

After a shower, Kitakami Yoru stood in front of the mirror with his arms bare, comparing himself, and prepared to eat breakfast.

The door was knocked.

"Who is it?"

Kitakami Yoru went to open the door with some surprise.

"Good morning, ha~"

Gabriel stood in front of him wearing pajamas, greeting him with dark circles under her eyes.

She didn't notice, or didn't care, that Kitakami Yoru was bare-chested.

"Gabriel, morning."

Kitakami Yoru nodded, blocking his chest.

Gabriel didn't care, but he did; it was a bit embarrassing.

"I don't have anything to eat at home, can I sponge a breakfast?"

Gabriel asked a bit embarrassedly.

"Then come in, wait a moment, I'll make it for you."

Kitakami Yoru looked at Gabriel speechlessly and gave up the doorway.

"You stayed up late playing games again last night, right?"

"Gabriel, there's an exam coming up..."

"No, I didn't stay up late last night."

Gabriel walked in calmly and changed into slippers very skillfully.

"I don't believe it, there's a final exam coming up, aren't you anxious?"

Kitakami Yoru came to the living room and hurriedly put on his clothes.

"Not anxious."

Gabriel shook her head and said softly.

She really wasn't joking; she was an angel, why would she be anxious about human exams?

Not anxious at all.

She was more anxious that the Genshin Impact dungeon wasn't finished.

She hadn't lied to Kitakami Yoru either; she had slept for a full hour and a half last night!

"I'll make your breakfast, wait a moment."

Kitakami Yoru didn't reject cooking; instead, he had fallen in love with the process of cooking and the delicious result.

San-san, who was fast asleep, arrived on Gabriel's lap.

So boring~

A while later, Kitakami Yoru came out with breakfast.

A cup of milk oatmeal for himself, an apple, and a boiled egg.

Gabriel's was a bit more luxurious, but there wasn't much difference.

"Thank you, I'm starting, ah~"

Gabriel put down San-san and started eating.

Completely looking like a gaming-addicted girl.

"Speaking of which, I'm Gabriel's guide, right?"

Kitakami Yoru chewed the oatmeal and swallowed it in one gulp.

Should I help Gabriel break her gaming addiction?

After eating breakfast.

Gabriel didn't leave; she lay on the small sofa holding San-san, closing her eyes to rest.