Chapter 148

Yuigahama Xianghui's full body pressed heavily on Kitakami Yoru's lower abdomen.

Her body leaned forward, their lines of sight level and meeting, one jade-like, warm little hand still tightly clutching Kitakami Yoru's clothes, pulling out wrinkles.

This posture usually only appears in restricted-level films.

"Yuigahama... Manager Yuigahama..."

Not knowing if it was because of the pressure or if Kitakami Yoru was too nervous, he felt his breathing was obstructed and lightly twisted his waist.

Swaying left and right, kicking his legs randomly.

His nose was full of the wonderful body fragrance that Yuigahama Xianghui brought with her, making him feel a bit unable to stop...

"Ah?"

Maintaining this posture, Yuigahama Xianghui said "Ah," and her disconnected brain finally reconnected.

It was just still a bit slow.

Looking at Kitakami Yoru, whose breathing was almost about to hit her face, his slightly chubby yet very young and handsome face, her body couldn't make any reaction.

"Manager Yuigahama..."

Kitakami Yoru squeezed a sound from his mouth with difficulty and lightly patted the other person's shoulder with his hand.

"Ah ah ah..."

Yuigahama Xianghui's reaction channel was finally opened, and she called out three times before using her hands and feet to support her body.

"Phew phew..."

Kitakami Yoru's face was bright red, including his earlobes; who knows what the reason was?

Yuigahama Xianghui got up from his lower abdomen.

Able to breathe, he was also the first to straighten his waist and sit up.

"Gomen ne, Kitakami-kun, my physical exertion was too great, and just now my legs suddenly had no strength."

"The floor was also slippery, and I accidentally pressed you down."

Yuigahama Xianghui held the wall, looked down at Kitakami Yoru, and apologized with an embarrassed expression.

"It's okay, Manager Yuigahama, I'm fine."

Kitakami Yoru was completely fine, it's just that smelling the scent of Yuigahama Xianghui's body fragrance mixed with fragrant sweat at such a close distance, he was a bit dizzy now.

"Come, exert force."

Yuigahama Xianghui reached out her small hand, grabbed Kitakami Yoru's wrist, and helped him pull up from the ground.

"No... nothing..."

Kitakami Yoru's reaction was like being electrocuted; his arm shook violently and he quickly pulled it back.

"Hmm?"

Yuigahama Xianghui observed Kitakami Yoru's expression and smiled slightly.

So he was shy with me.

What a surprisingly pure little boy.

"Did you bump the back of your head? Does it hurt?"

Yuigahama Xianghui had a gentle smile on her face and reached out both hands, wanting to wrap them around Kitakami Yoru's head.

She must have wanted to press Kitakami Yoru's head down to check for any injuries or swelling, so she could help rub the swollen area.

"No need, Manager Yuigahama, thank you."

Kitakami Yoru was inexplicably nervous, his tailbone felt sour, and he shook his head repeatedly.

"No need to be shy with Auntie, you could be my son..."

"Heh~"

Yuigahama Xianghui gently and playfully parted her mouth and smiled, using her fingers to gently stroke away a few strands of orange hair by her ear.

"I know, I..."

Kitakami Yoru was a bit restless and pointed to the washroom.

"Ah, gomen, I forgot you wanted to use it."

Yuigahama Xianghui shouted in surprise and quickly stepped aside.

Kitakami Yoru slipped in and closed the washroom door.

Yuigahama Xianghui suddenly smiled gently and shallowly.

"Mom, did something happen?"

Yuigahama Yui heard a strange noise and came over curiously, but was one step too late.

"It's nothing."

Yuigahama Xianghui recalled the fragrant scene from before.

This mature and gentle woman, who was old enough to be Kitakami Yoru's mother and was also classmate Yuigahama's mother, had a flash of surprise and shyness in her water-like eyes.

Afternoon work ended.

Kitakami Yoru went home, passed by a convenience store, and rewarded himself with a bottle of white-packaged sugar-free high-fiber cola.

Drinking it for weight loss is completely fine.

Once home, he changed his shoes, Kitakami Yoru grabbed San-san and put it on his lap, and turned on the TV news.

The news was broadcasting the recent soaring prices and the scorching heat.

Someone had heatstroke...

Foreign novelty news.

Kitakami Yoru's attention was not on the TV news at all.

He just wanted to listen to the sound of the TV.

"Phew~"

"This afternoon, really~"

"How did classmate Yuigahama's mother manage to have such a good figure, ripe, juicy, and moist, looking mature yet young."

"Will classmate Yuigahama become like that in the future?"

"The mother and daughter really look so much alike..."

Kitakami Yoru thought silently in his heart, drinking cola in small sips to rest.

In the evening.

He went out to buy some discounted vegetables and meat, flour, and nuts.

Kitakami Yoru planned to bake whole-wheat bread; if he could make it himself, he wouldn't have to go out and buy it.

Time flew by, and three days later arrived.

Kitakami Yoru got up early in the morning, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't step on the scale.

Because he knew that in just a few days, there wouldn't be any major new changes.

His figure did show a certain trend, shifting toward that of a normal person.

The only downside to losing weight too fast is that Kitakami Yoru's previous clothes, pants, etc., couldn't be worn anymore.

Including shoes; as his feet slimmed down, his shoe size also became a tiny bit smaller.

After washing up, making breakfast, and drinking some water.

Kitakami Yoru, as usual, headed to the park for his morning run.

Breathing the freshest air, his goal was set at 2000 meters, jogging at a steady pace.

The large park only had rustling old people and children, and the surrounding environment was quiet and pleasant.

Fujiwara Chika lifted the ban on Pace today and brought it out for a morning run.

"Pace, you must not eat things randomly, do you understand?"

Fujiwara Chika exhorted Pace, who was constantly rolling on the ground and acting spoiled, speechlessly.

"Wang wang—wang—"

The clever Pace barked twice in grievance; it had never eaten things randomly.

But Fujiwara Chika could never understand its explanation.

Sigh~

"Alright, go ahead."

Fujiwara Chika released Pace's collar and started warming up on the spot.

Pace ran off directly, frolicking.

"Really."