Chapter 131

Miura Yumiko was going out to play later, and having only large bills was inconvenient.

Kitakami Yoru nodded gently, took his wallet out of his small bag, and flipped through it to search.

When taking out the coins, he accidentally dropped his bank card and the signed photo of Sakurajima Mai in a beach swimsuit that was tucked inside.

"Wait a moment."

Kitakami Yoru bent down, first picking up Sakurajima Mai's signed photo, then picking up the coins.

Miura Yumiko stared at Kitakami Yoru, unable to help but be curious why Kitakami Yoru had a beach photo tucked in his wallet, and why he picked it up first.

"What is this photo?"

Miura Yumiko asked curiously.

"Oh, a signed promotional photo of Sakurajima Mai."

Kitakami Yoru picked up the coins and small bills.

"Who?"

Miura Yumiko was clearly stunned.

A promotional photo?

She didn't see any signature or person.

Wasn't it just a beach with slightly blue seawater?

A celebrity promotional photo without the celebrity in it?

Besides, who was Sakurajima Mai?

Miura Yumiko was usually quite keen on caring about this aspect.

"An outdated, unknown minor celebrity, I guess."

Kitakami Yoru glanced at Sakurajima Mai, who was dressed lightly in the photo, and then tucked it back into his wallet.

Miura Yumiko said "Oh, oh," exchanged the money, and searched for the name on her phone.

There were no similar entries at all.

In other words, this person had absolutely no fame, or perhaps didn't even exist.

"What the..."

Miura Yumiko didn't pay much attention.

10: The Young Mrs. Yuigahama

Finally, amidst a set of official remarks by Student Council Secretary Fujiwara Chika, the semester-end awards assembly ended.

Starting with the first-year students, they gradually left the auditorium.

Kitakami Yoru was in no hurry, silently leaning back in his seat, waiting for the crowd to disperse.

After ten minutes of bustling around him, Miura Yumiko had already stood up, but Kitakami Yoru still hadn't moved.

He waited until the place was almost empty before slowly standing up, standing at a high point, and scanning the Shuchiin student council members below the stage.

After leaving, it was already noon.

The scorching sun was roasting the earth, and even the breeze carried heat.

Kitakami Yoru felt dazed for a moment, and inexplicably, a feeling arose in his mind that he had seen this familiar scene before.

He was very certain.

Stunned for a moment, he couldn't remember the details.

"Hoo~"

He let out a long breath before leaving Shuchiin unhurriedly.

He walked out of the school gate and headed toward the station at the end of the commercial street.

His plans for summer vacation were already very clear.

Study, lose weight, and maybe pick up a part-time job to kill the boring time.

"In a month and a half, I will definitely lose weight."

Kitakami Yoru stared straight ahead, thinking firmly in his heart.

Soon, he passed in front of a coffee shop that was under renovation and met Yuigahama Yui.

She was pushing the door, about to go in.

"Yuigahama-san."

Kitakami Yoru greeted her and turned to glance at the interior of the coffee shop.

"Mm, have a great summer vacation, Kitakami-kun."

Yuigahama Yui seemed to have something to do; she didn't linger and pushed the door to go inside.

Kitakami Yoru nodded; it was just a casual greeting from a chance encounter.

"Mom..."

Yuigahama Yui pushed the door and walked into the coffee shop, which was still under renovation and piled with many miscellaneous items, calling out inside.

"Aha, Yui is back?"

In the kitchen, with orange hair swirling behind her head and wearing a pink apron, the quite young Mrs. Yuigahama responded cheerfully.

Looking closely, she resembled Yuigahama Yui a bit, but was even prettier.

Youth and maturity were perfectly combined in her; she was mature, plump, and like a ripe, juicy peach.

She was cooking and couldn't come out.

"Are you making lunch?"

Yuigahama Yui walked toward the kitchen.

"Yeah, a batch of renovation materials is being delivered this afternoon, so let's just eat something simple for lunch; I'll treat my Yui to a good meal tonight."

Yuigahama Kasuho looked back toward the door.

She had been very busy recently and hadn't had time to take care of her daughter during the special time of final exams, so she felt a bit of a need to make up for it.

Should she hire a worker to help her?

Yuigahama Yui had already appeared at the kitchen door.

The conditions inside were quite crude; the wall plaster hadn't been painted, and the water pipes were exposed.

"Don't come in yet, it's quite dirty inside."

Yuigahama Kasuho hurriedly waved at Yuigahama Yui.

"Okay."

Yuigahama Yui just nodded and went back out.

Standing in the coffee shop, where it was hard to find a place to step and there was dust and mud everywhere, Yuigahama Yui sighed.

Then, she took out her phone and sent a message to Miura Yumiko.

"Yumiko, I'm going to help Mom for the next half month with the coffee shop renovation, so I won't be going out to play with you guys."

"Okay, good luck!"

Miura Yumiko replied quickly.

Yuigahama Yui put her phone away silently; there was no other way.

There were only the two of them, her and her mother Yuigahama Kasuho, at home; her father had divorced her mother when she was in elementary school because he was vain and wanted to climb the social ladder.

For so many years, her mother had been working hard to take care of her.

Yuigahama Yui also felt she was grown up and it was time to help share the family's pressure.

Who else would take care of the two of them since there were no men in the house?

Kitakami Yoru returned home, having bought some bread and other food outside before arriving.

The moment the key turned the lock and made a sound.

San-san, with its sensitive ears, stood up directly, staring with a pair of large amber eyes, welcoming Kitakami Yoru.

"San-san, I'll give you some beef for lunch, come here."

Kitakami Yoru carried the shopping bag and changed into his slippers.

"Meow meow~ meow~"

San-san jumped over directly, running to Kitakami Yoru's feet to act spoiled.

"You're so cute, how could your former owner abandon you?"

"Or did they accidentally let you get lost?"