Chapter 181

"Hoo... hoo..."

After shouting, Aoyama Nanami's face and fair neck turned red, and her neck seemed to have thickened by a circle!

Taking advantage of the people around her covering their ears, Aoyama Nanami took the last breath in her body, bit her silver teeth in anger, her eyes bloodshot, and looked around at these people, shouting word by word:

"You... you are all talking nonsense, you jerks!"

"I didn't do compensated dating, I didn't, I didn't!"

"Also, I'm friends with Kitakami-san; I don't think he's disgusting, I think he's a nice person and good-looking, okay?"

"Think whatever you want, get away from me!"

As she shouted this, Aoyama Nanami paused for a second, turned around trembling, and directly picked up her chair, holding it high above her head.

Tears gushed out of her eyes crazily, and she again used all her strength to roar: "Get lost!"

The cute, beautiful girl who used to be simple and easy to get along with had turned into a monster with a hideous expression.

A few girls who were close by felt a jolt in their hearts and retreated in fear.

The boys who considered themselves brave couldn't help but feel a chill down their backs, their eyes nervous and panicked; clearly, they were also scared...

After Aoyama Nanami finished shouting, her body lost its strength, and she threw the chair down, making a loud clanging sound!

Her eyes had long been wet with tears, blurred.

Aoyama Nanami wiped away her tears, reached out her hands to push through the crowd, and ran out of the classroom crying.

The moment her feet stepped out of the classroom door, she finally couldn't help but burst into tears...

Actually.

When the class monitor asked her, Aoyama Nanami could have chosen to lie, said some bad things about Kitakami Yoru, said that the other party was pestering her, and that she was too embarrassed to ask for help, so she said they were friends...

In short... saying something like that... wouldn't have caused the current situation.

No matter what, even if she just denied being friends with Kitakami Yoru, it would definitely be better than not denying it!

Aoyama Nanami also knew this.

But she would absolutely never deny it.

First, this is lying.

Second, she and Kitakami Yoru are friends; she has been hurt, so should she betray her friend and hurt her friend?

Aoyama Nanami would rather be scolded and be treated as a compensated dating girl by everyone than do this.

She is a stubborn, obstinate, simple, and kind person.

She had previously received a lot of help from Kitakami Yoru, and her heart was full of guilt and shame; could she now betray Kitakami Yoru and even speak ill of him?

If Kitakami Yoru, who considered her a friend on the other side, knew, how sad would he be, and how would he look at her?

Absolutely impossible!

She didn't have a hint of hesitation!

Aoyama Nanami ran out of the classroom, crying all the way out of the teaching building, not knowing which remote corner she ran to...

Fortunately, as long as Kitakami Yoru comes to school.

These problems, everything, can be solved easily...

In the classroom.

After Aoyama Nanami ran away, these students also dispersed like birds and beasts.

Of course, the gossip and disdain in their mouths didn't mean to restrain themselves at all.

"Sumimasen, may I ask what happened in your class?"

A curious boy from the next class walked in and found someone nearby to ask.

"Oh, it's Aoyama Nanami from our class, that girl who is doing compensated dating with Kitakami Yoru, who stole Kasumigaoka Utaha's stockings and panties."

"Huh? Compensated dating? Really or fake?"

At the same time.

People in the class dispersed and went back, also taking out their mobile phones to share the gossip with their friends and club members.

A girl who heard most of the rumors, enduring the excitement in her heart, hurried back to her classroom.

She found a few good friends.

"Have you heard? In the class upstairs, there's a girl named Aoyama Nanami who is doing compensated dating; someone saw it!"

"Huh? Compensated dating?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"And the object of the compensated dating is that disgusting dead fat otaku in our school, named Kitakami Yoru!"

The rumor that Aoyama Nanami was doing compensated dating with Kitakami Yoru was like a virus, rapidly reproducing, copying, and spreading, difficult to kill!

On the side, a boy leaned over curiously and asked in surprise: "Wait a minute, who are you talking about doing compensated dating?"

A moment later, having received the news, he went non-stop to the boys' small clique and showed off his efforts, speaking with vivid expressions.

It was more real than real, as if he had seen it with his own eyes...

At the same time.

Aoyama Nanami ran and ran, arriving near the Shuchiin gymnasium, tired and stopping her steps.

Constantly bending over and coughing, the air was stuck in her lungs, and it hurt so much she couldn't stand still.

After a while, she raised her head, and the sunlight shone directly on her tear-stained face, which was exceptionally dazzling.

She was like a robot without feeling, blankly turning her head to look around.

It was very quiet, and there was no one there.

Shuchiin was already excessively large!

"Hiss, hiss... I'm not... I'm not a compensated dating girl..."

Aoyama Nanami sniffled hard, trembling as she stepped out and walked towards the wall of the gymnasium.

Just a few meters...

Aoyama Nanami, whose mood had fallen to the bottom and broken the skyline, couldn't control her body well and almost fell.

Finally, leaning against the wall, her legs trembling constantly, she sat down with her back against the wall.

Today's events not only shattered Aoyama Nanami's strong self-esteem but also ignited all the hardships and grievances she had suffered since leaving home!

Completely exploded!

This was something she had finally buried deep in the back of her mind, not letting herself think about these unhappy things, so she could force her psychology not to collapse...

"Ding-dong... ding-dong..."

The class bell rang at this time.

Aoyama Nanami, who was hugging her knees with both hands, raised her pale, bloodless face, paused for a few seconds, and got up, leaning against the rough wall.

"Nanami, you can do it, it's okay..."

"Don't care about what these people say; it won't hurt you at all..."

"You're just friends with Kitakami-san, it's definitely not compensated dating..."

However, Aoyama Nanami, who had extremely high self-esteem and was secretly inferior in the deepest part of her heart, how could she not care?

At the same time.

Sakurajima Mai's house.

Kitakami Yoru got up.

After exercising in the bedroom for an hour, he took a shower and made breakfast.

Carrying a bowl of nutritious savory porridge, he walked into Sakurajima Mai's room.

"What's your body temperature?"

Kitakami Yoru placed the porridge on the bedside table.

"38.5, it's burning up again; I need an injection and an IV."

Sakurajima Mai's face had no blood color, and she looked very listless and spiritless.

"Eat, and after you're done, I'll take you for an injection."

"You should be better by tomorrow."

Kitakami Yoru picked up the thermometer with Sakurajima Mai's body scent, took a look, and put it down.

Sakurajima Mai sat up blankly, seeming not to have heard Kitakami Yoru's words, and didn't move.

"Don't tell me you want me to feed you?"

Kitakami Yoru waited for a while and spoke to Sakurajima Mai, who was slow to move.