Chapter 107

Kitakami Yoru looked at the two beautiful girls beside him and said.

Gabriel didn't hesitate at all, used her chopsticks to clamp a piece of eel, and just as she was about to put it into her bowl.

She put it into Kitakami Yoru's bowl instead.

"The chopsticks are clean; I haven't eaten it."

Gabriel muttered.

"Alright then, I'll eat first, I won't be polite."

Kitakami Yoru didn't refuse.

As for the taste...

He had already tasted it in the kitchen.

Very good; if he took it out to open a shop, let an old grandfather cook it.

At least it would be the status of an eel immortal.

"Delicious..."

Vignette moved her chopsticks subsequently, but the moment she put the eel into her little mouth, the taste spread, and she narrowed her eyes in happiness, holding the chopsticks in her mouth.

Tasting the taste in her mouth carefully.

"It looked so disgusting, it's really delicious."

Vignette thought in her heart.

Seeing this, Gabriel couldn't wait either, extending her chopsticks...

6: Izumi Sagiri

Monday.

There were only four days left until the final exams.

Kitakami Yoru got up a bit earlier than usual today.

Without any delay, he rolled off the bed, put on slippers, and went to wash up.

"I wonder if Gabriel is up yet."

"Getting more and more addicted to playing games, can't go back to before..."

"Gurgle gurgle~"

Kitakami Yoru spat out a mouthful of toothpaste water and decided to go wake Gabriel up in a while.

After washing up, Kitakami Yoru first made his own breakfast in the kitchen.

Boiled an egg, heated the bread bought at the market street yesterday in the microwave, poured a cup of milk, and paired it with some low-sugar fruit.

Don't eat it for now.

Pulling the yoga mat out from under the bed, Kitakami Yoru started his daily half-hour empty-stomach aerobics.

After finishing, he was covered in sweat, took off his clothes, wiped himself with a towel, and changed into his Shuchiin uniform.

Added some cat food and water for San-san, who hadn't woken up yet, and went to wake Gabriel up.

"The door isn't even closed; aren't you afraid of thieves?"

Placing his hand on the doorknob, Kitakami Yoru turned it while calling Gabriel's name.

"Gabriel, I'm coming in~"

Not getting a response for a long time, Kitakami Yoru walked in cautiously.

There were two trash bags piled up in the entryway, containing some snacks and frozen food, instant noodles and the like, and the soup and water hadn't been poured out clean.

Walking straight in.

In the messy living room, Kitakami Yoru saw Gabriel, wearing a red tracksuit, sleeping soundly on the sofa.

"Must have stayed up late playing games again; final exams are coming up, aren't you anxious?"

He didn't notice when he walked over, but Kitakami Yoru stepped on a blue-and-white pair of original-scent panties.

Clothes were scattered on the living room floor, and leftover snack bags and beverage bottles were thrown around casually.

Kitakami Yoru's mouth twitched; was this still the Gabriel he met for the first time?

It seemed necessary to help Gabriel break her gaming addiction?

"Gabriel, Gabriel..."

Walking in front of Gabriel, Kitakami Yoru squatted down gently and looked at Gabriel's sleeping face.

Still so cute.

It's just...

There were potato chip crumbs on the corner of her fair mouth.

Gabriel was sleeping very soundly, with no intention of getting up at all.

Kitakami Yoru had no choice but to push her a few times gently, and finally splashed a little water on her cute face.

"Hmm... what are you doing... it's still early..."

Gabriel made a whimpering sound in her mouth, saw clearly that it was Kitakami Yoru, and turned over again.

"Get up, hurry up and go to school; final exams are coming up, aren't you anxious?"

Kitakami Yoru estimated that if Gabriel slept on the sofa for a night, she would catch a cold.

"Wu wu... don't... go... humans... are just troublesome..."

Gabriel blocked her ears with her hands and muttered to herself.

"You're right, humans are still creatures that look at looks, and interpersonal relationships are even more complicated."

Kitakami Yoru sighed helplessly, putting his chubby hands on his waist.

He couldn't forcibly drag Gabriel to school, right?

"Then remember to go to school; I'll get a blanket for you."

For the stubborn Gabriel, Kitakami Yoru went into her room to get a blanket to cover her, and then went home.

After eating breakfast, stroking San-san, who hadn't woken up, he picked up his schoolbag and went out.

"I wonder if Eriri will come to school?"

"Stay away from her, so as not to stimulate her."

Kitakami Yoru muttered to himself, a smile slowly hooking up at the corner of his mouth, as if thinking of something very satisfying and comfortable.

The only pity was that he didn't get Eriri's compensation.

But Eriri's most precious collection was already his, which was also fine.

From now on, they go their separate ways.

It's impossible for Eriri to be like a brain-damaged heroine in a doujin, becoming unable to leave him, right?

Finally, Kitakami Yoru looked proud, unable to hold it back, and walked into the station.

This time period is exactly when students commute in large numbers.

Today, when Kitakami Yoru walked into the carriage, he didn't see a single Shuchiin student.

Shuchiin doesn't just have a high school division; it has primary, middle, and university divisions.

The road from the commercial street to the Shuchiin school gate was also sparsely populated.

Except for some self-righteous sports students dressed like Shaolin monks.

"They should all be preparing for final exams."

Kitakami Yoru walked into the school; there were very few people active in the school.

Passing by the next class, he deliberately slowed his pace to look at Eriri's seat and the classroom.

Didn't see anyone; she probably couldn't move normally yet.

Kitakami Yoru, who likes to walk through the back door, entered... the classroom.

Very quiet.

Even Miura Yumiko, who usually likes to gather with a group of people, was reading a book.

The atmosphere of the final exams was fully pulled up.

At the same time.

A top-tier black luxury car, modified and extended, drove over from the road on the commercial street.

The atmosphere of the final exams was in full swing.

Meanwhile.

A stretched, modified top-tier black luxury car drove steadily from the street of the commercial district.