Chapter 117

Ichinose Honami was shocked; why would Kitakami Yoru appear in this secluded place.

However, unless Kitakami Yoru climbed over the wall from outside into this hidden corner of the flower bed, he was indeed here before them.

Eavesdropping was definitely out of the question.

Shuchiin's wall wasn't easy to climb, and Kitakami Yoru couldn't have climbed over.

Then...

Ichinose Honami looked at Tokisaki Kurumi with extreme regret, annoyance, and shyness, and their eyes met.

"I'll go first."

The best solution was to never talk about it and leave immediately.

Kitakami Yoru left a sentence and acted immediately.

After he left, Tokisaki Kurumi and Ichinose Honami looked at each other and started counting each other's faults unhappily.

"It's all Sansan's fault, talking nonsense about my breasts, and attacking me!"

"Didn't you also mention feet?"

"It's over, he heard such private topics, he won't tell anyone, right?"

Tokisaki Kurumi held her little head, looking at Ichinose Honami worriedly.

"Ah? No way?"

Ichinose Honami was stunned, not thinking about this at all in her heart.

"Little Honami, what if our previous conversation was recorded?"

Tokisaki Kurumi swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looking at Ichinose Honami worriedly.

"No... no way..."

"Kitakami-kun shouldn't be that kind of person."

Ichinose Honami smiled reluctantly, and her face didn't look very good either.

"What if?"

"Isn't he the culprit who stole Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai's stockings and panties?"

"Little Honami is so beautiful, her breasts are so big, what if he threatens you?"

Tokisaki Kurumi's eyes were involuntarily attracted to Ichinose Honami's chest!

She didn't have Ichinose Honami's filter, and her impression and first thought of Kitakami Yoru were naturally based on the rumors at school.

"No... no... don't scare me, Sansan!"

Ichinose Honami was really scared.

"Aha aha, Little Honami, you're just too kind."

Tokisaki Kurumi, whose trick succeeded, covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

Of course, this kind of thing probably wouldn't happen.

But no one can guarantee it won't happen, right?

"It's not like you didn't talk about me first."

Ichinose Honami puffed out her cheeks and retorted.

They were on good terms, and she wasn't angry at all.

Kitakami Yoru left, went to the restroom, and went to the exam room.

This afternoon, they were taking Japanese and math.

At 5:00 PM, the exam ended.

Kitakami Yoru wasn't in a hurry to hand in his paper, packing his exam tools unhurriedly.

He left only after most people had walked out of the classroom.

By the afternoon, near dusk, the sun was much gentler.

At the Shuchiin gate, many luxury cars were parked to pick up children.

Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach, Mercedes S, Porsche...

It was just like Chinese cabbage on the side of the road.

"So rich, the money-and-looks-obsessed society."

Kitakami Yoru glanced at the luxury cars a few times and walked toward the station at the end of the commercial street.

"Eh, what a coincidence~"

After walking a short distance, Kitakami Yoru met Satania and greeted her.

"Oh oh, what a coincidence~"

"Hehe."

Satania blinked her big eyes innocently, looking pure and harmless, but she was laughing wildly inside.

"Ana na na~"

"Angel Gabriel, your good friend is about to become the first familiar of me, Satania, the future great demon..."

"Mere small and humble human... ahahahaha~"

"Chuunibyou? Demon?"

Kitakami Yoru kept a certain distance from Satania and muttered softly.

Satania liked to talk to herself very much, and her habit was similar to his.

However, Kitakami Yoru only did this when there was no one around.

He chatted with Satania casually, and the two, who weren't very familiar, parted ways at the station.

Swiping his transport card, he entered the station.

Kitakami Yoru came to the platform and waited silently for the train to arrive.

"Yo, Kitakami-kun."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Yukinoshita Yukino was wearing the Shuchiin uniform, the only difference being the white beret Kitakami Yoru gave her on her head.

"Yukinoshita-san."

Kitakami Yoru looked back, his attention not on the cold beauty's pretty face, but on the top of her head.

"I think it's not bad, it was a bit sunny in the afternoon, so I wore it out."

Yukinoshita Yukino said faintly.

The brand's designers aren't stupid.

Choosing to release this white beret in summer, they must have considered shade and breathability.

"It would actually look better if you changed your clothes."

Kitakami Yoru nodded politely.

"How did you do on the exam? Which questions didn't you know?"

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't forget the main business of calling Kitakami Yoru.

Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei's commission: do her best to help Kitakami Yoru improve his grades so he wouldn't be expelled from Shuchiin.

It's just that they didn't know that someone was no longer worried about this at all.

"The big math fill-in-the-blank questions... and..."

Kitakami Yoru answered, and the train drove over.

He had to stop temporarily and walk into the carriage together.

They sat relatively close, and there weren't many people in the carriage.

Kitakami Yoru spoke slowly in a low voice, so as not to disturb others.

Yukinoshita Yukino looked at the ground, her eyes unfocused, which was clearly a sign of her paying attention.

Right in the speeding carriage, she started grading Kitakami Yoru's work from a distance!

A few minutes before the next stop, Yukinoshita Yukino spat out a number: "40."

"What?"

Kitakami Yoru was just talking, not knowing what Yukinoshita Yukino was doing at all.

"Based on the answers you gave, I estimated your math score. Do you think you've improved?" Yukinoshita Yukino was ready to get off, holding the vertical pole and standing up.

"My math was only about 30 before. After not coming for a month and a half, having 40, it's definitely an improvement."

Kitakami Yoru was more or less happy.

At this time, the train started broadcasting information about arriving at the station.

"Do you live near this station?"

Kitakami Yoru asks casually.

"Yes, you don't live far either, right?"

"The pet clinic where I work, you can come over..."

Yukinoshita Yukino rarely continues the conversation.

"I live at the next station."

Kitakami Yoru replies.

"How is San-san?"

Yukinoshita Yukino, who had been looking out of the train car, turns her head back.

Only then does Kitakami Yoru remember that the beautiful girl before him is a hardcore cat lover.

Whenever she is alone with him, she always takes the initiative to ask about his San-san.

"You?"

Thus, Kitakami Yoru meets Yukinoshita Yukino’s eyes, which faintly reveal a hint of expectation, and tentatively speaks:

"Do you want to come to my place and see him?"

"I do."

Yukinoshita Yukino seems to have little hesitation and nods.

"Huh?"

Now it is Kitakami Yoru’s turn to be surprised.

You aren't afraid?

You already trust me?

"I’ve practiced Aikido."

Yukinoshita Yukino looks at Kitakami Yoru’s changing expression and adds.

"Even if you practiced Jeet Kune Do or the Kamehameha, the best way to deal with an adult male attacker is to run for your life, not to resist..."

"Unless you’re practicing American-style Iaijutsu and happen to have a 'pew-pew-pew' in your hand..."

Kitakami Yoru shrugs his shoulders and advises.

There are always some girls who think that because they’ve learned a little bit of amateur martial arts, they don't need to fear bad guys.

Besides, even Tyson would have to think twice if he saw a grown man holding a long sword.

"I really can't believe it..."

"Yukinoshita Yukino, famous in school as the cold ice beauty, was actually invited to my apartment where I live alone with just one sentence!"

"If I told anyone, I’d definitely be seen as a disgusting, fat otaku having delusions."

"Then again, Eriri and I were a couple for a day, and I doubt anyone would believe that either..."

Kitakami Yoru follows behind Yukinoshita Yukino, walking up the stairs step by step.

The Yukinoshita Yukino before him has actually long been unable to resist wanting to pet his fat cat, San-san.

Reaching the second floor, Kitakami Yoru takes the key from his pocket and inserts it into the apartment door.

"There are slippers at the entrance, they are all clean, almost no one has worn them, you don't have to wear them if you don't want to."

Kitakami Yoru pulls the door open and says to Yukinoshita Yukino, who has a calm expression beside him.

"I understand, you don't need to worry about me, I’m just here to see the cat."

Yukinoshita Yukino is actually hoping Kitakami Yoru will leave for a while so she can be alone with San-san.

Walking into the entryway, Yukinoshita Yukino looks around Kitakami Yoru’s home with curious eyes.

Afterward, she leans against the wall with one hand, and with the other, she gently hooks the back of her shoe to take it off.

Yukinoshita Yukino’s pair of straight, beautiful legs wrapped in black over-the-knee socks make Kitakami Yoru instinctively want to take a few more looks.

Her small feet step onto the clean, cool floor of the entryway; Yukinoshita Yukino usually doesn't wear slippers at home, except in particularly cold winters.

"Meow meow~"

San-san, who had been curled up on the sofa, meows twice and rushes over upon hearing the movement.

The movement is very agile; a round black shadow flashes, and he arrives at Kitakami Yoru’s feet.

"Meow meow~ meow~"

San-san, this little fat cat, is hungry and uses his paws to gently scratch Kitakami Yoru’s pant leg, acting spoiled.

San-san was originally a stray cat suspected of being abandoned by humans and was cared for by someone, so he understands humans very well and is quite good at acting spoiled.

"You sit for a while, I’ll go get some fruit and drinks to treat you."

Kitakami Yoru squats down, pets San-san hard a few times, and says to Yukinoshita Yukino behind him without looking back.

"Okay, go ahead."

Yukinoshita Yukino’s heart has long been set on San-san.

She examines him carefully; having worked at a pet clinic for a long time, Yukinoshita Yukino has plenty of practical and cognitive experience with the cats she likes.

She can tell that San-san is being raised very well by Kitakami Yoru.

His fur is beautiful, smooth, and full of vitality.

"Meow?"

Only then does San-san discover Yukinoshita Yukino and immediately stares at her with caution.

"Meow meow~"

Yukinoshita Yukino smiles, her eyes filled only with Kitakami Yoru’s San-san, and she slowly squats down, extending her palm.

If San-san is willing to come over and rub against her, it means he has no guard up and can be safely interacted with.

Conversely, there is a possibility of being scratched!

Kitakami Yoru is in the kitchen washing fruit; he puts it on a plate and brings out two bottles of juice.

Yukinoshita Yukino is already holding San-san, sitting on the small sofa.

"Kitakami-kun, why did you name him San-san? Is it because of this?"

It is clear that Yukinoshita Yukino’s cat-petting addiction has been relieved; she smiles and holds up San-san, pointing to the small name tag on his neck.

Kitakami Yoru has never taken it off.

"Yes, there is a 'three' on it, it should be his name, and I picked him up on a Wednesday."

Kitakami Yoru explains.

"I actually think the name tag isn't his name, but rather his owner’s name."

Yukinoshita Yukino uses her fingers to pull the small name tag out from the thick fur and glances at it casually.

This is based on experience.

"Is that so? Actually, it doesn't matter."

Kitakami Yoru rubs his head.

"Do you have cat food?"

Yukinoshita Yukino changes the subject and looks up at Kitakami Yoru.

"I do."

Kitakami Yoru nods in confusion.

"I want to help him trim his fur; summer is coming, and he will be more comfortable."

Yukinoshita Yukino suggests.

"Ah, no problem, are you using cat food to distract San-san?"

Kitakami Yoru nods repeatedly and goes to the kitchen to get the cat food.

"Meow meow?"

San-san rolls over on Yukinoshita Yukino’s lap, his large amber eyes turning curiously.

In the kitchen, Kitakami Yoru takes out the can and opens it directly!

"Click!"

San-san immediately jumps, turns his head, and stares wide-eyed toward the kitchen.

"Hehehe, you’re quite the glutton..."

Yukinoshita Yukino lets out a genuine, light laugh.

Yukinoshita Yukino let out a heartfelt, soft laugh.