Chapter 134

"If Kasumigaoka Utaha and the classmates at school knew that the real culprit who stole the stockings and panties wasn't me, they would be even more shocked!"

"I wonder if Eriri has reached out to Kasumigaoka Utaha yet; there are only twenty-some days left until school starts."

"And there's the next gold treasure chest! A new one hasn't appeared yet..."

"I used to think only 'bad women' had gold treasure chests above their heads, but Kato-san isn't one, and Hayasaka-san has never hurt me either."

High schools in Japan have three semesters a year.

April is the start of the school year and the first semester, September is the second, and January is the third.

"What about the gift you asked about earlier? Did you get it sorted? Is it for little Yukino?"

Yuigahama Yui fanned herself with her small hand.

"Yeah, half-sorted. It's not just for Yukinoshita; there's also Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei..."

Kitakami Yoru didn't mention Fujiwara Chika.

"Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei, that's indeed... a dilemma..."

Yuigahama Yui turned back and nodded.

Resting.

Kitakami Yoru was thinking about the gold treasure chests.

Gold treasure chests.

Kato Megumi unlocked the abilities of mind-reading and time reversal.

Eriri unlocked two magical buffs.

One was a magical buff that caused her weight loss, review efficiency, and cooking level to skyrocket, providing a tenfold return.

The other was a magical charm of "Little Luck."

Luck would descend, good things would happen to him occasionally, and it would try to keep him away from accidental danger...

Luck manifested in every aspect.

Kitakami Yoru's most direct experience was winning a three-day, two-night trip for two to Shennaichuan County...

Hmm...

Meeting Ichinose Honami and accidentally overhearing her conversation with that "San-san"—he didn't know if that counted.

Also, that silver-haired, cold-looking beautiful girl from the middle school division earlier; he didn't know her, but he had some contact with her.

After that...

It was...

Kitakami Yoru touched his face, which still felt a bit fleshy.

He looked in the mirror and could only see that his face was still chubby.

Making the girls who like him like him even more—that must be the so-called "protagonist's charm halo" from light novels.

Also, there was the ability of a "doujin protagonist."

Finally, there was a magical charm that had absolutely no description at all...

Kitakami Yoru couldn't figure out what it was at all.

It really lived up to the name of the buff~

Kitakami Yoru thought to himself, stood up, and walked toward the restroom.

The door was closed, meaning Yuigahama Kaho was inside.

Silently keeping a distance from the door, Kitakami Yoru leaned against the wall, boredly grabbing his long hair.

He lifted it, let it spread out, then let go and let it hang down.

In his consciousness, he still thought of himself as a disgusting, dead-fat otaku, and his face was still a bit chubby.

However, Kitakami Yoru had no idea that his facial features were no longer the disgusting, vomit-inducing mess of flesh they were when he weighed 300 pounds.

Being moderately obese and nearing "slightly chubby," his body had just slimmed down, and while the proportions weren't quite coordinated yet, his features had long since begun to sprout, revealing a superhuman level of handsomeness.

No matter which country he was in, Kitakami Yoru's looks would be considered handsome by any aesthetic standard!

Right now, he was like a precious epiphyllum that had just sprouted.

It would take time—a little time—before he could fully bloom into his true self and stun countless people.

"Clang—"

Yuigahama Kaho opened the door and saw Kitakami Yoru standing at the entrance.

Come to think of it, Kitakami-kun's weight loss efficiency is really high; he's visibly slimming down.

I wonder how he formulated his diet and exercise plan; would it work for me?

Is it possible to exercise with him?

Yuigahama Kaho still had aspirations for a perfect figure; she always felt her own body was a bit too plump.

Just as she was about to speak, Kitakami Yoru grabbed his hair again, exposing a slightly chubby yet handsome face, and walked toward the sink.

"Eh, Kitakami-kun?"

Yuigahama Kaho parted her red lips and let out a sound of surprise.

A while ago, Kitakami Yoru's face was still fleshy, and you couldn't see his features clearly—could he even have been handsome then?

After losing a bit of weight, he became so handsome; it's so shocking!

"What's wrong, Manager Yuigahama?"

Kitakami Yoru walked in front of Yuigahama Kaho, turning his body slightly, not daring to look at her at all.

"You've lost so much weight~"

Yuigahama Kaho knew Kitakami Yoru wanted to go in, so she leaned against the wall to walk out, responding at the same time.

She hadn't expected that—perhaps because her physical exertion had been too great earlier and she hadn't recovered—she sat on the toilet for a while longer.

Her legs had no strength, and the floor near the sink was a bit damp and very slippery!

Yuigahama Kaho couldn't control her body and fell directly toward Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru hadn't dared to look at Yuigahama Kaho the whole time.

The distance between them was only one step, and he didn't react at the first moment.

By the time he tried to compensate, it was already too late.

Yuigahama Kaho's instinct drove her to reach out blindly and grab at Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru's instinct was also to catch someone when they fell, but his reaction was slow.

Yuigahama Kaho tackled Kitakami Yoru directly in the narrow hallway, which was barely wide enough for two adult men to walk through.

This short moment was at most half a second.

Kitakami Yoru tried to save himself, putting one palm behind his back in an attempt to cushion the pressure and avoid injury.

In a flash.

Yuigahama Kaho tackled Kitakami Yoru to the floor.

Kitakami Yoru fell to the ground relatively straight, the back of his head lightly bumping the floor, one palm on the floor, his elbow barely supporting him.

Actually, there wasn't much force behind it.

His other hand was blindly grabbing the wall, at a loss.

Yuigahama Kaho sat directly on Kitakami Yoru's lower abdomen, her knees hitting the floor, leaning forward, one hand clutching Kitakami Yoru's clothes tightly, the other hand hanging helplessly in the air.

Their heads were almost overlapping, one above the other.

Kitakami Yoru's hair was completely spread out, draped to his ears, leaving only a few strands of black hair covering his young, fleshy, yet handsome face.

Someone was completely stunned, their mind a blank.

He only felt his lower abdomen being pressed by two soft, large mountains; it was very comfortable, just a bit heavy.

These two mountains were so heavy.

Moreover, his nose was filled with the sweet, poisonous fragrance emitted by Yuigahama Kaho.

"You're... you're... crushing me..."

Kitakami Yoru's lungs felt like they were twisted into a pretzel by a pair of giant hands, and he was gradually unable to breathe.

If she sat on his face, he would suffocate.

Hearing the struggle of the boy beneath her, Yuigahama Kaho couldn't react for a moment.

Looking down from above, at such close range, her watery, beautiful eyes stared blankly at Kitakami Yoru beneath her, his hair spread out, his youthful, handsome face.

He really looked like the male lead in the romance dramas she liked to watch.

13: The End of Summer, Emerging Charm