Chapter 158

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..." Sounds of contempt came from all directions.

Aoyama Nanami, who had extremely high self-esteem and thin skin, couldn't take all this and sat back at her desk in despair, holding her head.

Two fists are no match for four hands; Aoyama Nanami's body trembled slightly, and she desperately covered her ears.

Anger... confusion... powerlessness... helplessness... anxiety... she didn't know what to do!

She couldn't say a word.

Facing these attacks...

The next second, the bell for class saved Aoyama Nanami, who was helpless, desperate, and so aggrieved she was about to cry.

With her extremely high self-esteem, she was suddenly labeled by the whole class as a compensated dating girl.

Doing such things as compensated dating.

She couldn't accept it even if she died~

How shameful and hurtful this was!

After the bell rang, the crowd gradually began to disperse.

Their gazes still lingered on Aoyama Nanami.

Throughout the classroom, words like "compensated dating girl," "disgusting," "gold digger," and "bitch" surged like waves in the ocean.

17: Nanami, I'm here!

What was originally a simple argument gradually turned into a loud quarrel, and finally became a rumor of her engaging in compensated dating with Kitakami Yoru, spreading throughout the classroom.

Aoyama Nanami didn't even know, had no idea why, it inexplicably turned into the current situation.

She originally didn't want to pay attention to Kanda Sorata, and felt extremely disgusted just seeing him, but Kanda Sorata spoke ill of Kitakami Yoru right in front of her.

The always kind and simple Aoyama Nanami couldn't accept this, which is why she argued with him.

"Wh... why did I become a compensated dating girl~"

"Kitakami-kun and I are really just ordinary friends... why do they all think like that?..."

"Hiss... heh... heh-hem..."

On the podium, the teacher turned on the multimedia projector to lecture. Aoyama Nanami, who usually listened very carefully, was in no mood to listen at all.

She laid her hands on the desk, bent down, and buried her face in her arms, feeling extremely aggrieved and uncomfortable in her heart.

Her heart tightened again and again, her eyes turned slightly red, and she sobbed softly.

Class was in session.

The poor and helpless Aoyama Nanami still didn't know the power of rumors.

Rumors can kill a person, easily destroy a well-known top enterprise, or even a leading company.

Many years ago, when the new product MSG was launched, it was well-received, entered thousands of households, and was popular for a time.

Once the rumor came out...

A school is a semi-closed small society.

Students' minds are not yet very mature, they speak without thinking, their desire to share and gossip is very strong... and the one being hurt isn't them anyway...

In just a few minutes of break time, the rumor had already spread throughout the classroom and into everyone's ears.

What next...

The teacher was lecturing seriously, explaining problems.

Aoyama Nanami only felt annoyed and just wanted to find a quiet place to be by herself.

Finally, she raised her head.

The corners of her eyes were slightly red, obviously she couldn't help it and had cried.

"All of this..."

Aoyama Nanami rubbed her eyes with her hands, straightened her body, and looked at Kanda Sorata with anger.

She also figured it out.

If she hadn't mentioned Kitakami Yoru just now, nothing would have turned out like this.

However, she didn't regret it.

Aoyama Nanami didn't regret helping her friend, speaking up for Kitakami Yoru, and retorting to Kanda Sorata.

"Hiss..."

Sniffling lightly, Aoyama Nanami opened her book, trying hard to clear the distracting thoughts and low mood from her mind.

At this moment.

From some unknown corner of the classroom, a paper ball drew a beautiful parabola in mid-air.

It was thrown quite accurately.

It accurately hit Aoyama Nanami on the head.

It looked like it was aimed at her.

Aoyama Nanami instinctively sensed it, reached out to touch her head, and heard a sound.

She also immediately discovered the paper ball that had rolled onto her desk.

"Who is it!"

Aoyama Nanami thought with dissatisfaction in her heart, and angrily turned her head to check the surroundings.

Most students were studying seriously and didn't notice her.

A few students noticed Aoyama Nanami's gaze and looked back, their eyes filled with shock, contempt, and mockery.

It was Aoyama Nanami herself who admitted that she was friends with Kitakami Yoru.

Would a normal person be friends with a disgusting dead otaku and a criminal who stole Kasumigaoka Utaha's stockings and panties?

Come on, ask yourself, do you look up to such a criminal?

In prison, the lowest-ranking criminals are of this type, besides those who traffic women and children.

Even other prisoners in prison look down on such people.

Aoyama Nanami herself is a girl with good looks, and she's friends with Kitakami Yoru?

Added to the crowd's chatter and Kanda Sorata's reaction...

Aoyama Nanami was also always working part-time, which looked like she was short of money and very poor.

Being with Kitakami Yoru, it's hard not to associate it with compensated dating...

In the eyes of these people who don't know the truth at all, it was Kanda Sorata who discovered Aoyama Nanami's suspected compensated dating, went to care for her, and Aoyama Nanami used the excuse that Kitakami Yoru was her friend to cover up the fact that she was doing compensated dating.

It's just that the excuse was too clumsy...

"Everyone, take note of this problem."

The geography teacher on the podium suddenly spoke up and tapped the desk.

Aoyama Nanami was slightly startled, glanced at the multimedia projector, and muttered as she opened the paper ball.

This was a small note with messy, elegant handwriting, which should have been from a girl's hand.

Aoyama Nanami only glanced at the content of the note, and immediately became anxious and angry, her face flushed red.

But there was no way, she didn't know how to explain it!

It actually asked her how much money she charged for one night!

When the dead fat pig is pressing on you, can you breathe?

Besides these two questions, there were a few "hahaha~"

Representing laughter.

The words in the note seemed to come alive at this moment.

They crawled out of the note, jumping and hopping into Aoyama Nanami's ears, echoing constantly, choosing to play on a loop!

"No... wh..."

"No... it's not..."

Aoyama Nanami's mind went blank for a few seconds, her facial expression scrunched together in an instant, then relaxed; she couldn't control her facial muscles at all.

Her mouth was half-open, her brows locked together, and she almost cried out.

But it was class time, so she quickly crumpled the note into a ball, threw it away, and hurriedly laid back down.

Her head buried like a startled ostrich in the desert.

Why were these people so excessive?

Just because she's from Osaka? A transfer student? Doesn't fit in?

Or do they hate Kitakami Yoru and hate her along with him?