Chapter 159

"No... I must be strong..."

"The facts aren't like this... hiss..."

Sniffling lightly, Aoyama Nanami bit her lower lip hard to keep herself from crying again.

As long as...

As long as Kitakami-kun's matter is over...

Once Kitakami-kun comes to school and everyone sees his current appearance, everything won't be a problem!

The rumors will be self-defeating!

"Yes... that's right!"

"That's exactly it!"

Aoyama Nanami's helpless, lonely, and desperate eyes regained their spirit and brightness at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"As long as Kitakami-kun comes over and everyone sees, won't the misunderstanding be cleared up?"

Aoyama Nanami gradually broke into a smile through her tears, wiped away her tears, and didn't feel as uncomfortable in her heart.

What she didn't know was.

This time when Kitakami Yoru returns, he will also clear his name as the thief!

In the classroom, many students were secretly peeking at Aoyama Nanami, and seeing her inexplicable change, they couldn't help but feel very puzzled.

Aoyama Nanami, who had gradually calmed down, picked up her pen and quickly copied the topic from the multimedia projector.

But the class was coming to an end.

A few minutes later.

The bell for the end of class rang, and the teacher packed up the books without any delay and left the classroom.

Kitakami Yoru frowned slightly, thinking about Aoyama Nanami's matter, and waited impatiently for class to end, so he didn't pay attention.

After the teacher left, the classroom immediately returned to being lively and active.

Aoyama Nanami simultaneously noticed the indifferent gazes looking at her again.

"These people are talking about me again..."

Muttering unhappily, Aoyama Nanami's copying speed became faster and faster, even trembling slightly.

Psychological trauma and low mood are not so easy to treat and recover from in an instant.

Just at this moment.

Several girls with relatively high status in the class exchanged glances for a while and walked towards Aoyama Nanami together.

Seeing this scene.

Many curious students or those who wanted to go to the bathroom also gradually leaned over.

"Aoyama-san, are you really friends with that Kitakami Yoru?"

The person asking Aoyama Nanami was the class monitor, with a hint of concern.

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

"There is no misunderstanding..."

Aoyama Nanami's pen tip paused, and she said without raising her head.

With everyone surrounding her, the emotions she had finally calmed down began to become agitated and indignant again.

"What's this... you're just short of money and doing compensated dating, right?"

"That's right, that's right, being able to be with a dead otaku, if it's not compensated dating, what is it?"

"Hey, hey... why are you so desperate to do compensated dating? Hahaha..."

"It's just that Kanda-kun discovered you were doing compensated dating, so you used the excuse that you were friends, right?"

The rest of the people were not kind at all, and one after another they kicked Aoyama Nanami while she was down.

They were also inexplicably annoyed by Aoyama Nanami's "arrogant" reply just now, thinking she was just putting on an act!

"If you deny it now, say you have no relationship with Kitakami Yoru, maybe it's not too late, maybe it was a misunderstanding."

The class monitor was a little girl who leaned into Aoyama Nanami's ear and whispered.

She herself was also a bit suspicious.

Aoyama Nanami really looked poor, and with everyone saying so, maybe she really was doing compensated dating...

"Huh?"

Aoyama Nanami's eyes were already filled with tears at some point.

She exclaimed in surprise, sniffled, and raised her head.

Surrounded by many people, they gave her countless gazes filled with pressure.

Aoyama Nanami immediately became panicked and scared, her brain turning a bit slowly, still trying to understand what the class monitor said to her.

"Tch, compensated dating is compensated dating..."

"If you have no money, go do compensated dating, that's really cheap, this bitch..."

"Doesn't she vomit when she does compensated dating with that disgusting dead otaku?"

"Are you stupid? That's exactly why it makes money, you can ask for a high price..."

"Kanda-kun, you saw her with that dead otaku with your own eyes, right?"

Suddenly, the topic turned to Kanda Sorata, who had been sitting quietly.

More than half of the people in the classroom, dozens of pairs of eyes, looked at him.

"Ah?"

Kanda Sorata's expression was obviously stunned, and he didn't answer, but it already explained some problems.

"Sure enough, it's compensated dating, look down on you, bitch, bleh~"

A gal suddenly leaned forward, almost putting her face in front of Aoyama Nanami, stuck her tongue out at her, and made a face of contempt.

"Really, so disgusting, won't she be sick?"

"Damn, is it that exciting?"

"Get further away, I can even smell the stench on her, so disgusting..."

The gal's behavior took the lead, and the others, both men and women, immediately followed suit, taking turns making faces at Aoyama Nanami, showing disgust, mockery, and contempt...

And they laughed out loud.

Aoyama Nanami was surrounded by these people, like a helpless little pitiful thing, and the tears in her eyes gushed out one after another.

Outside the classroom.

Students from other classes passing by saw this situation and stopped curiously to look.

"Aoyama-san, say something..."

The class monitor urged Aoyama Nanami.

"What else is there to say, I don't believe it if you change your story..."

"Crying after doing compensated dating, laughing when taking the money, isn't it disgusting..."

Suddenly someone splashed a cup of water directly at Aoyama Nanami.

It seemed that they thought Aoyama Nanami was usually pretentious, and they were annoyed that she was still pretending to be confused and crying after being discovered doing compensated dating.

Seeing that everyone was bullying her, Aoyama Nanami didn't dare to resist, and in her excitement, she splashed the water out.

The water was cold boiled water...

There was no danger at all...

But for Aoyama Nanami in this situation, it was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

This cup of water splashed directly onto Aoyama Nanami's face.

With a "slap" sound.

She froze, staring blankly with wide eyes.

No one reacted, someone splashed water?

Her clothes were soaked, water droplets hung on her face, and her hair was visibly stuck to her forehead!

"Ah!"

Aoyama Nanami stood up abruptly, shouted like a madman, used all her strength, her lungs contracted rapidly, and her blood oxygen flowed away quickly!

Her heart beat violently without stopping.

The people gathered here, and even the people gathering more and more outside the classroom, felt their eardrums tremble and retreated two steps with painful expressions.

This roar of Aoyama Nanami even reached the teaching building of the third-year students.