Chapter 116

Ignoring this fat woman in black silk, Kitakami Yoru went to the other side, his gaze scanning back and forth on the shelves.

A black duckbill cap, hand-stitched, not suitable, too monotonous.

A large straw hat with exotic flair, hanging with plastic wreaths; girls can wear it, but the limitations are too great, and it's only sold at the beach.

"None of them really work~"

Kitakami Yoru began to choose seriously.

On the other side.

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down a thin white light-gauze wide-brimmed hat and looked at the only clerk, asking: "Hello, may I ask if there are any other styles of hats?"

"This customer, what kind of needs do you want to satisfy?"

The female clerk served with a smile.

With final exams approaching, there were very few students coming to shop, so the female clerk was exceptionally enthusiastic.

"Something that provides a bit of shade, is easy to match, and looks good," Kasumigaoka Utaha replied without thinking.

"Our store has a new batch of trial-sale hats, and they are very popular in every chain store. Would you like to take a look?"

"There are only a few left."

The female clerk signaled Kasumigaoka Utaha to follow.

The store wasn't big; after passing through an area with clothes, they arrived in a few steps.

"Kitakami Yoru?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha stopped behind the clerk and called out the name of the fat otaku who was holding two white berets in his hand.

Hearing a familiar voice, Kitakami Yoru looked up without much surprise and glanced faintly.

He lowered his head again and continued to check the only two white berets in his hand.

At first glance, Kitakami Yoru felt it was very suitable.

Seeing Kitakami Yoru, the clerk turned back apologetically and said to Kasumigaoka Utaha: "I'm sorry, this customer, the new products are the two white berets in that customer's hand, you..."

"It's fine."

Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her wine-red beautiful eyes and sized up the fat otaku in front of her who made her feel incredibly disgusted.

That night, after he succeeded.

Her stockings and panties must have suffered, right?

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who is often confessed to and harassed, knows very well how perverted some fat otaku are in their hearts.

Especially Kitakami Yoru, from whom she had searched out a pile of foot-fetish doujinshi.

"Disgusting, I guess being stepped on to death by feet would be a reward for you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha muttered lightly and turned to leave.

Her gaze lingered on the white beret in Kitakami Yoru's hand for a while, and her eyes lit up.

It looks so good~

It also perfectly meets her requirements.

Kasumigaoka Utaha took a direct liking to it, her face full of "I like it, I want it!"

There was a thin layer of plastic film on the outside of the white beret, so there was no need to worry about Kitakami Yoru touching it and making it dirty.

But?

This white beret is a women's style; what is he looking at?

The clerk had long since retreated to the side.

"Why do you keep looking at me, Kasumigaoka Utaha?"

Kitakami Yoru looked up and asked in surprise.

"Hmph."

Kasumigaoka Utaha made it clear she didn't want to deal with Kitakami Yoru, let out a light hmph, and crossed her arms, which were bulging.

"Do you want this?"

Kitakami Yoru noticed Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze looking at the white beret in his hand.

"Yeah, so what?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded, staring at Kitakami Yoru, still very curious.

He took the initiative to ask if she wanted it?

Is he trying to please her?

Afraid of being expelled from Shuchiin?

Heh, absolutely impossible, no way!

Kasumigaoka Utaha naturally thought of Kitakami Yoru as a dark, fat otaku.

Actually, she wasn't wrong; the Kitakami Yoru of the past was exactly like that.

He didn't even have male friends, let alone female friends.

Who could have known that Kitakami Yoru, who was notorious in school, actually had a good relationship with several beautiful girls?

"Oh."

Kitakami Yoru had originally only planned to buy one.

He looked at the price; it wasn't expensive.

Anyway, there were only two, so could he give one to Kato Megumi?

Kitakami Yoru silently sketched a beautiful picture in his heart: Kato Megumi wearing the white beret he gave her, standing on a slope with cherry blossoms in full bloom; a breeze blows, cherry blossom petals flutter around the cute Kato Megumi, the white beret isn't held firmly, falls down the slope, and is picked up by him.

And, Yukinoshita Yukino in the park, wearing cute twin tails...

Never mind, he couldn't imagine that.

Kitakami Yoru took the two white berets directly, passed Kasumigaoka Utaha, and went to pay.

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Eh?"

"What are you doing?"

This stunning beauty, who is used to being fawned over, had just thought that Kitakami Yoru wanted to please her and was afraid of being expelled.

At the very least, this is a women's hat.

He, a disgusting fat otaku, wouldn't buy it either.

"Buying it~"

Kitakami Yoru looked back and shrugged innocently.

"Are you doing this on purpose? Trying to make me angry?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha asked back, looking directly into Kitakami Yoru's eyes.

"Who do you think you are?"

"I'd rather have you kneel on the ground and learn to bark like a dog, or beat you up."

Kitakami Yoru rolled his eyes directly and retorted; he was no longer the timid, girl-fearing patient who couldn't even say a word when he saw a girl.

"You?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha stepped back in shock, sizing up Kitakami Yoru from top to bottom.

You're so bold~

She squeezed a sentence out through her neat little teeth, her pretty face full of disgust and contempt.

The Kitakami Yoru from the very beginning wasn't like this.

It seems he has lost a little weight?

Kasumigaoka Utaha only then noticed that Kitakami Yoru had lost a little weight.

Kitakami Yoru ignored her directly and walked to the front to pay.

Eriri is arrogant, right?

He made her put on an arrogant expression, look at him with contempt and disgust, and curse him for being disgusting, and he backhanded her with a splash of milk on her face.

The more Kasumigaoka Utaha can't get something, the more she wants it.

And it was bought in advance by a fat otaku she finds disgusting; Kasumigaoka Utaha was more or less a bit unhappy.

After Kitakami Yoru finished paying, he specifically asked the clerk to wrap it up more exquisitely and use a box to hold it.

As he walked out carrying the items, Kasumigaoka Utaha chased after him directly and blocked Kitakami Yoru's path.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who is usually desperately chased by others, does this count as being actively chased by Kasumigaoka Utaha?

Kitakami Yoru didn't say a word, didn't even look, and changed direction to pass her.

"Sell me one of the hats in your hand." ===== CHAPTER 117 =====