Chapter 109

Not only was he not familiar with Miura Yumiko, but there was also a small misunderstanding, and they weren't happy.

He was also a little bit embarrassed to ask.

Besides, whether Miura Yumiko would pay attention to him was also a big question.

However...

"I can ask Yui-chan; she is still very easy to get along with and will give me advice."

Kitakami Yoru turned his head and looked at Yuigahama Yui's conspicuous dumpling hairstyle.

If that doesn't work, Kato-san is also fine.

Everyone was working hard to review for final exams, so let's not disturb her for now.

Kitakami Yoru went to the bathroom; Eriri's seat was still empty, and he didn't find her schoolbag either.

When he came back, the morning reading bell rang.

It was the national language teacher, Hiratsuka Shizuka's class.

Up to this point in the semester, the courses that should have been learned had long been learned, and the rest was review, a lot of review.

"What gift should I send to thank Hiratsuka-sensei?"

Kitakami Yoru worried for the whole class, until the bell rang for the end of class.

Watching the beautiful, hot-bodied teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka leave, a flash of inspiration struck him.

Hiratsuka Shizuka likes to smoke.

Should I send her two cartons of cigarettes?

This idea was immediately denied by himself.

Not reliable.

The next class was Kirisu Mafuyu's world history class.

The Golden Treasure Chest on her head didn't have a single bit of progress bar.

Two consecutive Golden Treasure Chests had opened up incredibly magical rewards, which could be said to have allowed him to defy the heavens and change his fate.

"How should I open it?"

Kitakami Yoru was happy and worried.

He went out as usual at noon and bought a bottle of black coffee.

Final exams, even black coffee was popular.

After school in the afternoon, Kitakami Yoru walked to the Service Club as usual.

Meeting Yukinoshita Yukino downstairs, they walked up together.

Open the door.

The afternoon sunlight shone into the Service Club.

"Take a break, let's start class; we'll have a test soon, let's see your final exam results."

Yukinoshita Yukino was still the same old self; even with Yuigahama Yui, she didn't appear very familiar.

Kitakami Yoru nodded gently, looking at the cold beauty Yukinoshita Yukino in front of him, worrying again about what gift to send to thank the other party for her help.

Although Yukinoshita Yukino said it was Hiratsuka Shizuka's commission, and she was so attentive because of the commission.

She didn't need any thanks, but Kitakami Yoru felt he couldn't show nothing at all.

At least send a small gift to express his heart.

The heart of gratitude...

"Why didn't Yuigahama-san come?"

A while later, Kitakami Yoru looked outside curiously.

Miura Yumiko was studying so hard today; she shouldn't be dragging Yuigahama Yui out to play after school, right?

"Yuigahama-san has something to do at home and went to help."

Yukinoshita Yukino picked up a piece of chalk, answered calmly, and cast a puzzled look.

"I have something to ask Yuigahama-san."

Kitakami Yoru touched his hair embarrassedly and answered Yukinoshita Yukino.

"You are in the same class as her, right? There were so many opportunities today, why didn't you ask?"

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned.

"There are so many people in the class, everyone is watching, I can't find an opportunity to be alone with Yuigahama-san."

"I am a disgusting dead fatty with a bad reputation; if I rashly go over to ask Yuigahama-san, I can not care."

"But what if I make Yuigahama-san feel embarrassed? So I didn't ask."

Kitakami Yoru sighed gloomily and answered.

Yukinoshita Yukino was silent for a while, then suddenly covered her mouth and laughed lightly, revealing a row of white, neat teeth.

"I didn't expect the peeping tom classmate to be so considerate of others, with such delicate thoughts."

Subsequently, Yukinoshita Yukino added a cold, black-bellied, poisonous tongue.

"Let's have class; isn't it to send you a gift?"

Kitakami Yoru said the first half of the sentence, but didn't say the second half.

Having class as usual.

Yukinoshita Yukino taught national language; Kitakami Yoru listened carefully, and was alone with the famous ice beauty Yukinoshita Yukino in the school, but had no distracting thoughts.

Under the blessing of tenfold effort reward.

Kitakami Yoru's learning efficiency and harvest were surprisingly high, even making Yukinoshita Yukino slightly surprised.

Simply incredible.

Half an hour later.

The one-on-one teaching was finished.

Yukinoshita Yukino took out her water bottle and took a sip, staring at Kitakami Yoru: "Have you opened up? Your learning efficiency has become much higher?"

"Maybe it's because I finished the hospital stay, and my brain is brighter."

Kitakami Yoru played dumb, pointing at his head.

"Hmm..."

"Then you should maintain this state and continue to work hard."

Yukinoshita Yukino secretly clicked her tongue; does this kind of learning efficiency really exist?

Memorizing a large paragraph of words, after reading it once, can you match it without a single mistake?

But she didn't think much about it.

There was still a little bit of club activity time left, so she let Kitakami Yoru review and read books by himself, and she didn't fall behind in her homework either.

Four-thirty, a little bit more.

Club activities ended.

Kitakami Yoru left the Service Club first, walking out of Shuchiin alone.

"Why did he come to school again..."

At the school gate, Kanda Sorata, who was leaving with a group of people from the soccer club, was in a low mood.

He failed his confession to Aoyama Nanami and was scolded as disgusting, annoying, and to get far away.

It wasn't even as good as this disgusting dead fatty in front of him.

The only comfort was thinking that Aoyama Nanami couldn't possibly like Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru didn't walk fast, thinking about whether Gabriel had come to school today, whether she had overslept.

Or if she hadn't come at all.

Carrying his thoughts all the way, he came to the commercial street and passed by a shoe store.

Kitakami Yoru turned his head to look inside, walking backward all the way.

A large piece of clean floor-to-ceiling glass made everything in the store have nowhere to hide.

"If Miura Yumiko is there, Yuigahama-san is basically there too, right?"

Kitakami Yoru looked through the glass at Miura Yumiko, who was standing sideways to him and trying on shoes.

Her slender, bony little index finger hooked gently, took off the small leather shoes on her feet, and sat on a chair.

She stuffed her little feet in black short cotton socks and her impeccable, beautiful calves into a pair of beige leather long boots.

Pulled up the zipper.

"So these girls' long boots have zippers; I always thought they were stuffed in hard."