Chapter 144

Forming dragon-whisker bangs, one long and one short, truly perfect.

In an instant, Yuigahama Kaho's heart was about to stir.

The original Kitakami Yoru was just handsome; after grooming his hairstyle slightly, his charm was directly and thoroughly stimulated.

Staring wide-eyed, Yuigahama Kaho bit her lip, feeling she was a bit shameless.

"Kitakami-kun could call me mother."

Muttering a reproach in her mouth, Yuigahama Kaho let go and took a step back.

"Is... is it done?"

Kitakami Yoru opened his eyes, twisted his sore neck, and took this brief opportunity to stabilize his mind.

The rich body fragrance made him feel a bit infatuated.

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to look at Yuigahama Kaho.

"It's done..."

Yuigahama Kaho took another step back, supporting her chin, and pondered while examining Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru turned around, picked up the apron, and put it on.

"How can he be so handsome~"

"Hmm..."

Yuigahama Kaho hummed slightly later, and while walking forward, she stretched out her hands.

Kitakami Yoru, who had no preparation, had his head hugged by Yuigahama Kaho's pair of warm hands.

Kitakami Yoru: "?"

The next second, Yuigahama Kaho's gentle voice came to his ear.

"Don't move, let me adjust the back again."

While Yuigahama Kaho was speaking, her palms pressed Kitakami Yoru's head down hard.

With his head down, he naturally leaned forward.

Very close.

That fullness was directly hanging in front of Kitakami Yoru's eyes, and his breathing hit it.

Having had one experience, but still being very pure in his bones, someone's body went stiff, he didn't dare to breathe, and his eyes stared wide.

The next second.

Yuigahama Kaho pressed down again, not noticing anything wrong at all.

Seeing that he was about to rub against it, Kitakami Yoru closed his eyes nervously.

It was only a centimeter, or even a few millimeters, away from touching.

Yuigahama Kaho finished, took a step back, let go of Kitakami Yoru, and kept examining him, very satisfied with her masterpiece.

"Yuigahama-san's mother really treated me like a child..."

"Hoo hoo~"

Kitakami Yoru blinked his eyes repeatedly, staring at the ground, exhaling silently and forcefully.

He thought correctly, but not entirely right.

Mainly, he was too handsome; even a lady who had given birth to a daughter could barely resist his charm, so he could enjoy such treatment.

The other part of the reason was naturally Kitakami Yoru's conduct, identity, previous reactions, etc.

These were not important.

How much women hated and found the previous disgusting dead-fat otaku disgusting, and any bad thing could fall on his head.

The current Kitakami Yoru was just as favored and liked by women.

This is the naked difference in treatment.

"Perfect!"

Yuigahama Kaho playfully made a "V" sign and took out her phone.

"What do I need to do?"

Kitakami Yoru stood up cooperatively.

"Like this..."

"Like this..."

"Relax your eyes slightly, be a bit melancholic..."

Yuigahama Kaho directed Kitakami Yoru, constantly pressing the phone shutter.

"Click, click——"

Dozens of photos were taken, remaining in the phone's album.

"Perfect."

Yuigahama Kaho clenched her fist, expressing satisfaction and encouragement to Kitakami Yoru.

"Hoo, so tired."

Kitakami Yoru felt it was more tiring than running 2000 meters, and sat down relaxedly.

"Heh heh heh~"

Yuigahama Kaho glanced at Kitakami Yoru and flipped through the spoils just taken.

Kitakami Yoru holding the coffee tray, bowing slightly, his bangs fluttering, with a professional smile on his face.

Kitakami Yoru turning his body, pretending to clean up the messy desktop...

Kitakami Yoru with one hand behind his back, leaning on the back of the sofa, his feet slightly apart, smiling naturally and relaxedly.

His whole body exuded a special temperament that looked sunny at first glance, but melancholic and cold upon closer inspection, feeling difficult to approach, yet kind and warm...

"Ugh!"

Yuigahama Kaho flipped to this photo, stared at it for two seconds, as if the world she was in slowed down, and let out a light exclamation.

In the photo, Kitakami Yoru's charm emerged, easily piercing the defense line of this mature lady who thought she was very strong, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

Her plump, fleshy, snow-white thighs tightly pressed together according to her body's instinct, and even swayed slightly.

Her toes curled tightly, her jade feet tensed, and she stood on tiptoe...

Feeling itchy all over...

It was like...

Lost...

Lost...

So embarrassing...

Just a moment ago, she felt superior because she wasn't the kind of young girl who couldn't move when she saw a handsome guy...

Kitakami Yoru refilled his coffee and drank it in big gulps, not noticing the strange state of Yuigahama-san's mother at all.

Afternoon, time to get off work.

Kitakami Yoru received his salary and an eight-percent discount, and left the Angel Cafe.

"Finally gone..."

Yuigahama Kaho finally realized the strange feeling Kitakami Yoru had when he didn't dare to face her, watching Kitakami Yoru slowly leave.

"There's a bit more."

On the way to the station, Kitakami Yoru opened his salary envelope.

"Salary" meant getting paid.

Arrived at the end of the commercial street, Kitakami Yoru took a car and went home.

Not the apartment, but home.

More than half an hour later.

Kitakami Yoru arrived home, just in time for dinner.

In Tokyo in August, the sky wouldn't get completely dark until seven in the evening.

Suddenly returning home, Kitakami Yoru startled his mom and dad.

"Did you tell our son to go for a physical exam like I told you?"

Kitakami Megumi asked while Kitakami Yoru was in the restroom.

"I told him, but our son hasn't gone yet."

Kitakami Toya smiled distressfully; it was a great thing that his son lost weight.

His hair was very long, and if he lifted it, he would be a big handsome guy.

"You urge him again."

Kitakami Megumi lowered her voice and said.

Soon, Kitakami Yoru came to the kitchen to eat, dropping his baseball cap.

Using the black hair tie Yuigahama Kaho gave him, he tied his hair casually and picked up the bowl.

The couple only felt joy, not shock, for their son who had become handsome.

The young Kitakami Toya was about the same, with a few similarities.

They knew that it definitely wouldn't be the same as outsiders.

At this time, Kitakami Yoru still wasn't thin enough.

Still slightly chubby, with high body fat.

His looks already didn't lose to the Kitakami Toya of that time, and even surpassed him!

Not to mention, he was tying his hair messily at will, and his clothes were loose and baggy, sloppy to the extreme.

Kitakami Megumi examined her son's facial features generously.

Perfectly fused her own and Kitakami Toya's youth, inheriting the advantages of each other's looks, and discarding the disadvantages.

"Heh!"

Kitakami Megumi picked up a piece of vegetable and glanced implicitly at Kitakami Toya beside her.

Once, she was also completely uninterested in men, just like Kasumigaoka Utaha and her ilk, extremely cold and arrogant.

But the first time she saw Kitakami Toya, her heartbeat accelerated, and then she was tricked.

Can an easy-to-gain-weight constitution be inherited?

There was exactly one week left until the start of school.

In the morning, Kitakami Yoru got up very early.

Took a deep breath and stepped on the scale.

The numbers jumped rapidly, finally settling on 153.

At his height, 130 was the bottom line for a standard weight.

"One more week, I should be able to lose a few more pounds, that's fine."

Kitakami Yoru exhaled, walked off the scale with some dissatisfaction, and put his hands on his hips.

He originally thought he could reduce himself to a standard weight.

And then spend another month or two to train a good muscle and a good figure.

By then, next year would be a brand-new self.

In the current situation, wanting to shed this bit of stubborn weight and fat.

It is estimated that it will take a full month, or even longer.

The further you go, the harder it is.

Kitakami Yoru put away the scale and went to the shower room to wash up.

He wasn't going for a morning run today; he would tidy up, eat breakfast, and then it would be time to set off.

The afternoon before yesterday.

Kato Megumi came to find Kitakami Yoru, went to the travel agency to register, and used the ticket.

Departing today, meeting the tour guide at the Central Station in Shinjuku.

San-san was also temporarily entrusted to his mom.

"By the way, hasn't Gabriel returned yet?"

Kitakami Yoru even missed Gabriel a little.

After eating breakfast, he took his prepared backpack and set off for Shinjuku.

An hour later,

Kitakami Yoru arrived at the square in front of the station, looking for the tour guide and Kato Megumi.

He used his baseball cap to press down his hair, exposing his eyes.

The meeting time was 9:30, and the departure was at 10:00 sharp.

Now, it was 8:50.

The tour guide should arrive early.

A few minutes later, the tour guide posted location information in the small group.

Kitakami Yoru dawdled for a while before walking over.

Saw a tour guide uncle, with several tourists standing on the side, both locals and foreigners.

Stepped forward, checked the information, and Kitakami Yoru stood silently on the side waiting.

A few minutes later.

Kato Megumi, dressed coolly, wearing sports shoes, and carrying a small backpack, appeared in front of Kitakami Yoru.

"Kato, good morning."

Kitakami Yoru greeted her.

"Ha, good morning."

Kato Megumi smiled shallowly and shook a sandwich she took out of her bag: "Do you want to eat? I bought a little extra."

"I've eaten."

Kitakami Yoru got along with Kato Megumi very easily and refused directly.

Will refusing hurt a friend's feelings?

Completely non-existent.

"Then I'll eat."

Kato Megumi stood on the side, gnawing on it in small bites, secretly observing Kitakami Yoru with the corner of her eye.

Earlier, seeing Kitakami Yoru, she was really startled and couldn't sleep at night.

The initial Kitakami Yoru had a chubby figure, and his facial features were surrounded by fat.

As a result, after losing weight, it was a direct two-level reversal.

Handsome... and charming...

Take an example: if a person's looks are handsome, they are handsome.

Another person, looks ordinary, but has an outstanding temperament, and has some shining points on his body, that is charm.

Having charm is also equal to being handsome!

Kitakami Yoru is both.

Take a glance, and you just want to keep staring at his face.

How can you not get tired of looking at it; on the contrary, there is a thought of liking him more and more, and he is super cute.

If a girl says you are handsome, it is possible that you are really handsome.

If she says you are cute, actually you are not cute; in fact, she has a good impression of you.

"School is starting soon..."

Kato Megumi's gaze never moved away from her good friend's face.

While being happy for Kitakami Yoru in her heart, she also felt a little small entanglement and envy.

"Kitakami-kun has become so good-looking; he will definitely be quite popular when he goes to school."

"If he..."

Kato Megumi only had Kitakami Yoru as a friend, which could be considered intimate.

Kitakami Yoru had become handsome.

She was absolutely certain that a bunch of girls would surround Kitakami Yoru, excluding her...

Hoo...

10:00 sharp.

The tour group led by the tour guide uncle was all gathered.

Including himself, there were nine people in total.