Chapter 118

"Good afternoon, Kitakami-kun."

Hearing a familiar voice, Aoyama Nanami hurriedly turned her head and smiled slightly.

She stopped in place, waiting for Kitakami Yoru to walk over.

"Are you not going to work this afternoon?"

Kitakami Yoru knew that Aoyama Nanami had been working hard.

"I resigned half an hour ago, so I don't have work..."

Aoyama Nanami moved a bit further away from Kitakami Yoru, maintaining a certain distance.

"Why?"

Kitakami Yoru was slightly stunned and turned his head curiously.

"Final exams are coming up soon, so I need to prepare for the exams with the best grades~"

"Besides, think about it, summer vacation is coming soon; in a month and a half, I can totally go to work, so there's no rush, right?"

Aoyama Nanami smiled lightly and brushed away a few strands of hair that were stuck to her temples because of sweat.

Summer is here, and the weather is quite hot.

When she was working just now, she not only wore the heat-absorbing black Shuchiin uniform but also put on a reflective vest from the supermarket.

Running around under the hot sun, Aoyama Nanami had broken into quite a lot of sweat.

The sweat soaked the Shuchiin uniform, sticking it tightly to her smooth back.

The brown leather shoes that matched the uniform were also not breathable, and her black short socks were stifled inside.

After sweating, Aoyama Nanami felt a bit damp, which made her very uncomfortable.

The reason she wanted to stay a bit further from Kitakami Yoru was that she was afraid Kitakami Yoru would smell the sweat on her.

Then she wouldn't have the face to see anyone.

"That's true, but I remember high school students can't work more than..."

"How many hours was it again?"

Kitakami Yoru asked curiously.

The two walked into the residential area together to return to the apartment.

"Hehehe~"

"No more than 28 hours, can't go to adult entertainment venues, and working hours can't exceed 10 PM sharp."

Aoyama Nanami seemed to have thought of something funny and laughed again.

"But just on weekends, you've already worked ten hours a day, right?"

"And you work in the morning and afternoon on weekdays..."

Kitakami Yoru thought of Aoyama Nanami, who left early and returned late, with almost no time.

"If I don't say anything, who would know?"

Aoyama Nanami put her small hands behind her back and rolled her eyes at the sky.

Kitakami Yoru listened in silence, admiring the beautiful girl beside him in his heart.

A few minutes.

They returned to the apartment and parted ways.

Aoyama Nanami carried her school bag and walked up the stairs slowly.

She took out her key and opened her apartment door.

"Ah~"

"So tired~"

"Finally, I can rest for a few days~"

The moment she went in, Aoyama Nanami stopped pretending, and every inch of her body revealed her exhaustion.

The expression on her face also collapsed directly.

She threw her school bag aside and sat on the edge of the entryway, starting to take off her shoes.

"My feet are covered in so much sweat from running around."

Aoyama Nanami hooked the heel of her shoe with her index finger and easily took off her leather shoes.

Her feet, which had been stifled all day, were wearing black cotton short socks, emitting a cool chill.

Aoyama Nanami rolled up her socks slowly and took them off.

A pair of snow-white, flawless, slightly damp little feet were perfectly presented.

Even though Aoyama Nanami often ran around because of work, her feet were maintained perfectly, with no signs of yellowing or calluses on the soles.

Without a doubt, this was also a pair of top-grade beautiful feet.

"So sore."

Aoyama Nanami smelled her black short socks, her expression changed directly to one of disgust, and she wrinkled her delicate little nose.

Girls are quite clean.

In fact, it wasn't very sour, only a faint scent, which would be best as a side dish.

The day before the final exam, Friday.

Today, Kitakami Yoru got up earlier than usual.

He sat quietly on his small bed for a while, then went to wash up.

In the mirror.

It was clearly visible that the fat on Kitakami Yoru's face was no longer that thick.

A super-obese patient was moving toward being a severely obese patient and was on that edge.

"Gulp, gulp~"

After spitting out a mouthful of toothpaste water, Kitakami Yoru wiped his face with a towel and went out to clean up.

After finishing, he made breakfast for himself and left it there.

He dragged out a yoga mat and did his daily aerobic exercise.

Since he started losing weight, Kitakami Yoru's weight-loss plan had definitely changed.

Jumping jacks can almost reduce all the fat groups in his body, and the efficiency is higher than planks.

Because of the problem of being too obese, he had always focused on planks.

Now, he had gradually increased the number of jumping jacks.

Half an hour later.

Kitakami Yoru started eating breakfast, emptied his school bag, and only left the notebook Yukinoshita Yukino had given him.

Then he put an exquisite gift box containing a white beret into his school bag.

"Still sleeping~"

Before leaving, he gently stroked San-san's round head; it had become as fat as a ball.

Gabriel had gotten up for once, and there was no fatigue from staying up late on her face.

"It seems you care about the final exams after all, Gabriel..."

Kitakami Yoru nodded gently.

"What, do you care a lot?"

"I don't care at all."

Gabriel wasn't lying, and her thoughts shifted to spending money on gacha.

"I'm okay; if it were before, I would be quite anxious, but now I'm not."

Kitakami Yoru wasn't anxious, nor did he value it too much, and he didn't let the final exams affect him.

Of course, besides that, he still wanted to use the final exams to see his true level.

He hadn't come to school for a month and a half, hadn't listened to many lectures, and the previous tutoring was just laying the foundation.

The final exam is directly checking the house.

He wanted to see if he had improved or regressed.

He could clearly feel the effect of the "ten times the effort, ten times the reward" BUFF; it was very significant!

As for the other one, the "little luck magical power" BUFF, Kitakami Yoru didn't really feel much luck.

Things he bought weren't discounted, and he didn't pick up money.

This wasn't important. ===== CHAPTER 119 =====