Chapter 150

Because Kawasaki Saki was beautiful and had long, white legs, he remembered her.

"I'll help you wipe your face."

Kawasaki Saki steadied herself, bent down, and used a tissue to help Kawasaki Keika wipe the chocolate liquid off her face.

Kitakami Yoru cut a piece of fish and watched silently.

"I will pay for this chocolate croissant."

Kawasaki Saki crumpled the tissue, pulled Kawasaki Keika's hand, and looked at Kitakami Yoru.

"Really, no need, I wasn't planning on eating it anyway."

Kitakami Yoru put down his knife and fork and waved his hand.

"Yeah, yeah, Saki-nee, this handsome big brother treated me."

"And I'm going to sit here and eat it, I'm not going anywhere."

Kawasaki Keika struggled to break free from Kawasaki Saki's hand and shook her head repeatedly.

Kitakami Yoru gave a wry smile.

I treated you to a chocolate croissant, that's why you called me handsome, right?

Kawasaki Keika was not only cute but also had a sweet mouth.

"Keika..."

Kawasaki Saki met Kawasaki Keika's gaze and finally couldn't win against her sister.

She looked at Kitakami Yoru apologetically, smiled reluctantly, and sat opposite him.

"Um..."

Kitakami Yoru took a sip of water and spoke gently to Kawasaki Saki.

"What is it?"

Kawasaki Saki sized up the peer who was unbelievably handsome.

"It's Kawasaki-san..."

"Right?"

Kitakami Yoru suddenly smiled embarrassedly, a very reluctant smile, while scratching his hair with his hand behind his head.

"Hm...?"

Kawasaki Saki was startled and immediately began to scan Kitakami Yoru carefully and seriously with intense eyes.

Her cold face gradually showed surprise?

Kawasaki Keika slowed down her chewing, holding the bread with both hands, looking at her sister and then at Kitakami Yoru.

This handsome big brother is a classmate of my Saki-nee?

"Excuse me, may I ask, which classmate are you?"

After examining Kitakami Yoru, Kawasaki Saki still didn't recognize him.

And, if they knew each other.

Kitakami Yoru wouldn't be completely unknown in school looking like this.

She was certain she didn't know this person!

"Don't misunderstand, I just know of you; I was a classmate in the class next to yours, that's why I recognized you."

Kitakami Yoru smiled wryly in his heart; he was going to school to report tomorrow.

Everyone in school would look at him like this, right?

"Elementary, middle school classmate?"

Kawasaki Saki was a mixed-track student, so she continued to guess.

If that were the case, it would be normal not to have an impression after not seeing each other for a few years.

"No... I..."

"I'm Kitakami Yoru..."

"Everyone says I'm the Kitakami Yoru who stole Kasumigaoka Utaha's stockings and panties..."

Kitakami Yoru smiled reluctantly.

The air immediately fell into silence.

The surroundings quieted down immediately.

"You... you you you... say that again, who are you?"

Kawasaki Saki was so shocked that her voice trembled incessantly.

"The thief?"

Kawasaki Keika sucked on the chocolate liquid and tilted her head.

"It's me, I've been losing weight."

Kitakami Yoru picked up his cup and took a sip of water to ease his emotions.

"Really?!"

Kawasaki Saki instinctively doubted it, not even fully believing it.

A disgusting, dead fat otaku suddenly turns into a handsome guy with a heaven-defying face appearing in front of you.

Not doubting it would be the problem.

"It really is me..."

Kitakami Yoru smiled wryly repeatedly; losing weight so fast really was easy to scare people.

"You... simply incredible..."

"Phew..."

Kawasaki Saki stared at Kitakami Yoru's face, and only after a long time did she let out a heavy breath.

She didn't believe the saying that fat people are potential stocks before.

"Saki-nee, what are you talking about?"

Kawasaki Keika finished the bread and asked curiously.

"Nothing..."

Kawasaki Saki wasn't stupid; she certainly wouldn't speak ill of him in front of Kitakami Yoru.

"It's a very bad thing for me."

Kitakami Yoru emptied his gaze, tilted his head slightly, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Kawasaki Saki stared for a moment and quickly turned her head away.

So handsome!

In the bar where she worked part-time, the lonely and bored wealthy ladies would love this.

The lunch had a small interlude.

But it was pleasant.

After finishing his meal, Kitakami Yoru walked by the seaside for a while and bought a protective medical mask on the way.

3:00 PM.

Wearing a mask, Kitakami Yoru arrived at the hospital and began his check-up.

The check-up items were different, so the time consumed was naturally different.

He also had to see if there were people queuing, and he was busy until after 5:00 PM.

Only then did Kitakami Yoru leave the hospital.

The report wasn't out yet; he would have to pick it up tomorrow morning.

"I'll come to get the report and the CT scan tomorrow first, then go to school to report."

"Isn't it just a check-up?"

"Dad is nagging me again."

On the car ride home, Kitakami Yoru replied to his father's message and sighed.

No need to be in such a hurry, right?

After arriving home.

Kitakami Yoru had some fruit and a little shredded chicken breast for dinner, took a bath, and lay back on the bed.

The warm, deep yellow light dispelled the darkness in the room.

Kitakami Yoru held San-san in his arms, placed her on his belly, and stared blankly at the ceiling in a spread-eagle position.

In his mind, countless scenes flashed by like a revolving lantern.

They were all things he had personally experienced...

He, however, was not the original self, but had become a brand-new Kitakami Yoru.

The night passed in silence.

September 1st.

It was already early autumn.

Kitakami Yoru maintained his summer vacation schedule.

After washing up and doing aerobic exercise on an empty stomach, he made breakfast.

Generally, classes are not held on the day of reporting.

After a simple meal, Kitakami Yoru let his hair hang loose, just grabbing it casually without spending time styling it.

The hairstyle Uncle Tony designed for him didn't need deliberate maintenance.

"Gabriel, let's go to school to report; school is starting."

Kitakami Yoru knocked on the door of Gabriel's apartment.

"No... I'm not going, you go first."

In the slightly messy room, Gabriel stared with dark circles under her eyes; it looked like she had stayed up all night gaming.

"Then keep an eye on the time yourself..."

Kitakami Yoru remembered he still had to go to the hospital to get his check-up report, and the reporting time for Shuchiin was quite relaxed.

As long as it was before 12:00 noon.

So he didn't urge Gabriel.

"Qingshan-san, she seems to have work today, right?"

"And her boyfriend, I wonder how they are doing."

When leaving, Kitakami Yoru originally wanted to call Qingshan Nanami, but hesitated when he reached the stairs.

Previously, after Qingshan Nanami learned that Kanda Sorata had impersonated her boyfriend, she went directly to find him and warn him.

After that, Kitakami Yoru went to the hospital.

He hadn't even been to school for almost two months.

Qingshan Nanami and he had long since thrown this matter to the back of their minds.

Until now, he still thought Qingshan Nanami was dating Kanda Sorata.

Little did he know, Qingshan Nanami had long since hated Kanda Sorata to death.

In the hospital's consultation hall.

It was clearly early autumn.

It hadn't cooled down yet, and the temperature wasn't much lower than in summer.

Sakurajima Mai was wearing a thick, long down jacket, her cheeks flushed red like a monkey's butt, and she was leaning on a chair with listless eyes.

Anyone who looked at her could see Sakurajima Mai's sickly state; a breeze could blow her over.

But the most amazing thing was.

The nurses in front of the consultation desk in the hall weren't very busy.

Sakurajima Mai was sitting within their field of vision, but they acted as if they hadn't seen anyone at all, busy with their own work.

An outstanding, youthful, and bright female celebrity who was dazzling in the crowd.

Abnormally, she was still wrapped in a long blue down jacket that one would only wear in winter, a very cold winter.

It wasn't just the nurses in front of the consultation desk.

Including the passing patients, even an old woman sitting on Sakurajima Mai's left hand side didn't notice anything unusual.

That's right.

Sakurajima Mai was sick, very seriously sick.

But she came to the hospital just to "steal" some medicine to treat herself.

It was probably about half a year ago.

Sakurajima Mai discovered she had fallen into a strange state.

Sometimes, she would be deliberately ignored or overlooked by people...

At first, she didn't notice anything unusual because it wasn't serious.

She just took it as someone else's oversight.

Later.

The strange state became more and more serious.

Three months ago.

After Sakurajima Mai finished filming in a closed crew, she walked on the street and found that most people ignored her.

In their eyes, she was like air...

Sakurajima Mai was completely at a loss and was scared pale on the spot!

As time passed, the situation became more and more serious...

Even the person closest to her, the mother who gave birth to her, couldn't see her anymore.

Realizing that she was like handwriting on white paper, erased by an eraser, she had completely disappeared from this world.

Even small items she touched, such as grabbing a piece of bread or the clothes she was wearing, would disappear from the eyes of outsiders.

Sonic radar... infrared, thermal imaging, etc...

Similarly, they couldn't scan or discover Sakurajima Mai, who had detached from this world!

Everyone didn't remember her and couldn't see her!

The terrified and helpless Sakurajima Mai first locked herself in her room in pain and despair for a long time, and the thought of suicide was born.

Walking to the roof of a hundred-story building, she only needed to take one step forward to escape the pain.

She hesitated, lacked the courage, and finally pulled herself together.

She chose to wear a sexy bunny girl uniform and appear in busy stations and streets.

Because if she dressed like this, if someone could discover her, they would definitely look over...

Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya, New York, Paris, London...

It didn't work in the country, so she even went abroad...

The desperate Sakurajima Mai returned to Japan and got sick.

Low mood, despair, body ravaged, biological clock... secretion disorders... travel fatigue, influenza, viruses...

It could be a combination of factors.

Sakurajima Mai had a very high fever.

She went to convenience stores to get various medicines to take, but it couldn't completely break the fever.

Taking medicine in the morning, she would burn up at night.

Sakurajima Mai wrapped herself in a down jacket just to sweat it out and break the fever physically.

She didn't know why she came to the hospital to see a doctor.

No one could see her.

Sakurajima Mai was there to get hospital IV fluids to give herself an infusion.

If medicine didn't work, she'd get an injection!

She sat there for a long time.

Sakurajima Mai was so weak that even moving her arms was difficult, and she tremblingly took out the thermometer she had been holding for a long time.

"39.2 degrees."

Definitely a high fever.

Sakurajima Mai felt relieved when she saw the number on the thermometer.

Yesterday afternoon, she had burned up to a full 40 degrees.

After taking a fever-reducing hormone pill, she fell into a daze and slept, or maybe she fainted from the fever.

Tremblingly putting away the thermometer, Sakurajima Mai weakly supported herself up with the chair armrest, and suddenly had a violent coughing fit.

Her eyes blurred, the world spun, and she fell directly.