Chapter 141

After sending the message, Kitakami Yoru got up from the bed and went to the shower room to wash up.

[Where are we going to play?]

Kato Megumi replied to the message very quickly; it seemed she had woken up quite early.

[I previously drew a luxurious three-day, two-night trip for two in Kanagawa Prefecture...]

[With a small tour group, want to go?]

[Travel voucher image]

Kitakami Yoru sent the travel voucher image along with it.

Kato Megumi didn't reply to the message immediately.

Perhaps she was considering it, or perhaps she had gone to ask for her parents' opinion.

Kitakami Yoru finished washing up and went to the kitchen to make himself breakfast.

As usual, he added cat food and water for San-san, grabbed his sports bag, and went out.

The familiar park, the familiar scenery, and it was still around the same time.

His condition was good today; Kitakami Yoru could almost grit his teeth and run the whole distance in one go.

Before the spring trip, back at the end of March, he was still a 300-pound big fatty.

If he walked a little faster, he would be panting uncontrollably and feel like he was having trouble breathing.

Now, he could grit his teeth and run 2000 meters!

After resting for a while, Kitakami Yoru was slightly surprised that he hadn't met Fujiwara Chika and Pesu today.

"Didn't you come out to walk the dog, Fujiwara-san?"

After taking a sip of water, Kitakami Yoru took out his breakfast.

A large piece of salmon fillet pan-fried with a little black pepper, and a full box of vegetable salad.

At this moment, Pesu in the distance was pulling Fujiwara Chika over, and it became uncontrollably happy as soon as it saw Kitakami Yoru from afar.

"Pesu..."

"Am I your owner, or is Kitakami-kun your owner?"

"Why don't you just go live with him..."

The panting Fujiwara Chika loosened Pesu's collar leash and complained to Pesu with dissatisfaction.

"Woof woof~"

Pesu seemed to understand and looked back, barking in a wronged manner.

You are a human, I am a dog.

I don't need morning jogs, I don't need to be on an empty stomach~

You bring me out in the morning, but you don't feed me; isn't this cheating a dog?

Unfortunately, Fujiwara Chika couldn't understand dog language.

Picking up a piece of salmon with chopsticks, Kitakami Yoru was looking up, his hair spread out, revealing a nearly perfect set of facial features.

Pesu's barking followed.

Because his eating was interrupted, he looked over.

"Woof woof—"

"Woof—"

Pesu struggled directly out of Fujiwara Chika's leash, rushed to Kitakami Yoru's feet, and rolled around frantically.

"Pesu, you're doing this again..."

Fujiwara Chika caught up later, panting, and smiled shyly at Kitakami Yoru.

"I'm used to it, I see you guys every two or three days."

Kitakami Yoru put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, pulled up his long hair, gave it a hard tug, and temporarily fixed it behind his ears.

"You've become handsome again?"

Fujiwara Chika's breathing stopped for a second, and she secretly sized up Kitakami Yoru once more.

And sat down next to Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru was currently still slightly chubby, and the stubborn fat accumulated on his face changed a little every day.

Looking again after a week, the details had changed, and naturally, he was even more handsome.

Low body fat, around 10%, could increase one's looks by at least 20%.

Not to mention Kitakami Yoru was still lowering his body fat and losing weight.

"Good morning, school is almost starting."

Kitakami Yoru picked up a piece of salmon and put it into his mouth, and threw a piece to Pesu.

"There's still half a month left; you've lost so much weight, everyone will be shocked when you go to school, not to mention..."

Fujiwara Chika smiled shallowly, admiring Kitakami Yoru's peerless beauty from the side, and suddenly closed her mouth.

"Not to mention what?"

Kitakami Yoru turned his head to look at Fujiwara Chika.

(⊙o⊙)

"..."

"Nothing... it's nothing... ahahaha..."

Fujiwara Chika's heartbeat skipped a beat, and she immediately laughed it off.

Was she supposed to say out loud, "I think you're too handsome, so handsome I can't stand it"?

Fujiwara Chika asked herself, she wasn't that bold yet.

"Oh, then do you want to try some?"

Kitakami Yoru lifted the box full of salmon in his hand.

The salmon, pan-fried with a little olive oil, fragrance, and black pepper, wafted out in waves of aroma.

"This..."

Fujiwara Chika lowered her head, hesitating whether she should eat it or not.

Pesu's drool was about to flow down again.

Kitakami Yoru thought Fujiwara Chika didn't want to get her hands dirty, so he reversed his chopsticks, picked up a piece, and handed it to Fujiwara Chika.

Fujiwara Chika just had to open her mouth to bite it.

The fragrant salmon fillet appeared before her eyes; Fujiwara Chika tilted her head slightly, opened her mouth, and posed to accept the feeding.

Kitakami Yoru's hand paused for a split second, then he delivered the salmon into Fujiwara Chika's pink, tender mouth.

"So fragrant~"

Taking a bite, Fujiwara Chika nodded repeatedly at Kitakami Yoru in satisfaction until she swallowed the salmon.

Her mouth was filled with the delicious taste of the salmon, and then she was startled!

Realizing something was wrong.

"This isn't...!"

Fujiwara Chika's small hands, placed on the chair, gripped it tightly, looking at Kitakami Yoru's profile, and she turned her head away in direct shyness.

"This action is too intimate!"

"Ahhh—"

Silent on the surface, screaming frantically in her heart, Fujiwara Chika's cute face was stained with a faint pink.

"Woof~"

Pesu got another piece of salmon and jumped up in excitement, scaring Fujiwara Chika again.

A few minutes later.

Fujiwara Chika, whose mood was a bit messy, used the excuse of taking Pesu away.

"Goodbye."

Kitakami Yoru's hair had long since fallen down.

"Goodbye... hehe..."

Fujiwara Chika managed to squeeze out a smile; facing Kitakami Yoru, whose face she couldn't see, she performed much better.

After saying goodbye, the hurried Fujiwara Chika led the unwilling Pesu and quickly moved away.

Until Kitakami Yoru on the chair turned into a small black dot in her line of sight.