Chapter 19

The dark circles under her eyes were a bit heavy, so the makeup on her face was slightly thicker.

In the last few days.

Because of some small troubles, she hadn't slept well and wasn't in the right state.

This led to her almost falling over while riding her bicycle on the road because of a turn.

Although Eriri's father was a diplomat and her family background was prominent.

In her hometown, the British Empire, Spencer was also a top-tier millennial noble family, and even produced figures like Prime Ministers.

But, Eriri's father didn't like to be special.

Eriri attended public school for elementary and middle school, and only transferred to Xiuzhiyuan for high school.

She wasn't like many other female classmates who had cars to pick them up and drop them off; Eriri always came by herself.

Due to the new student enrollment season.

Eriri was surrounded by many first-year freshmen who had a heavy curiosity about Xiuzhiyuan.

Like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, they felt novel, looking around and chatting.

Eriri only felt it was a bit annoying and wanted to finish reporting quickly so she could go home.

"Look, isn't that Eriri-san?"

"Eriri-san..."

Just as she was walking, two female members of the Art Club caught up with Eriri from behind.

"Good morning."

Eriri squeezed out a smile, but just after saying it, she couldn't suppress the sleepiness in her body and yawned.

Eriri, who had always maintained a cold persona in front of outsiders, hurriedly covered her mouth.

Fortunately, these two Art Club members were usually quite familiar.

"Eriri-san didn't sleep well, huh." said the female member with a bun hairstyle.

"Good morning, Eriri-san." the long-haired female member greeted.

After a simple greeting, the three walked shoulder to shoulder.

Seeing Eriri was sleep-deprived and absent-minded, the two female members chatted on their own.

"Have you heard? During the field trip a few days ago, Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai's panties and stockings were stolen!"

"I heard. At first, the news was just circulating privately, but then someone posted it on the Xiuzhiyuan forum, and it exploded instantly!"

"By the time the administrator deleted the post, it was already too late; it had spread completely!"

"Yes, yes, I heard from others that the culprit is named Kitakami Yoru, a second-year student like us, a dead fatty otaku, very disgusting..."

Walking right beside the two female members, Eriri's footsteps stalled, and she quietly pricked up her ears.

"Yes, yes, what's even more disgusting is that someone wanted to find him, anonymously offering one million yen to buy Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai's worn stockings at a high price." the bun-haired girl said disgustedly.

"Wow, that's really disgusting. I don't know what many boys are thinking in their hearts. Low-class, perverted!" the long-haired girl cooperated by showing a nauseated expression.

"And there's more, someone put out the word that they want to teach the other party a lesson and beat him up!"

"There are also people who say they envy him; it's really disgusting."

"By the way, do you know how the school is going to deal with him? Such a serious matter, he should be expelled, right?"

"Not really sure... wait... I remember, Eriri-san, weren't you in the same group as Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai for the field trip?"

The bun-haired girl looked at Eriri with curiosity in her eyes and continued: "Eriri-san, you were there at the time, you must know something, right?"

"Ah?!..."

Eriri, who was a bit distracted and didn't know what she was thinking, was startled and stiffly shook her head.

"I don't know anything about this at all, and I have no interest in knowing. You asked the wrong person." Eriri turned her head to the side and replied.

Her little eyes, however, unconsciously observed the expressions of the two classmates beside her.

"What a pity. If you ask me, the school should expel this kind of person. Just thinking about it makes me hate him!"

"Yes, yes, I agree too. And he should be arrested and let the whole school know. It would be best if it was published in my family's newspaper; I'll have my father print a million copies!"

The bun-haired girl and the long-haired girl chatted enthusiastically and walked into Xiuzhiyuan.

"Then... then has he been expelled or not?"

"I think... expelling him... that wouldn't be necessary, right..."

Eriri had already turned her head back, stammering as she probed.

The bun-haired girl and the long-haired girl didn't notice Eriri's state, and even if they had, they wouldn't have taken it to heart.

"Eriri-san, you're just too kind. Expelling him wouldn't be excessive at all!"

"But... isn't there no direct evidence to prove he's the culprit?" Eriri argued weakly.

"Oh well, anyway, it doesn't matter anymore; this dead fatty otaku is finished!" the long-haired girl sighed and put her hands behind her head.

"How is he finished?"

Eriri widened her clear blue eyes, and her cute face was filled with curiosity and a trace of urgency.

"Haha, of course it's..."

The long-haired girl laughed, sighed, and her expression looked very regretful, but in reality, it was full of mockery, like kicking someone when they're down.

"Think about it, this kind of person is a disgusting dead fatty otaku to begin with; no one likes him."

"After stealing Kasumigaoka Utaha-senpai's stockings and panties, does he still dare to come to school?"

"Even if he dares to come to school, everyone hates him to death. Regardless of us girls or those boys, will he still have a good life?"

"If everyone curses him once and bullies him a little, he definitely won't be able to stand being pointed at by thousands of people and being stripped bare. He will definitely drop out of school in a dejected manner."

"Aha, by then, his life will be over." the bun-haired girl interjected.

"Dong dong dong---" Eriri's heart was pounding.

"That's already considered good. Maybe he's already unable to bear it. With such great mental pressure, maybe he'll become mentally ill, schizophrenic, or something..."

"Yes, yes, aren't there many middle-aged corporate slaves jumping in front of trains to commit suicide outside? Maybe he can't take it and suddenly commits suicide; that wouldn't be strange."

"Suicide is so common in our country; too many people imitate it. Rather than suffering, it's better to be liberated early."

"Suicide is... is also too..."

Eriri took a deep breath, her chest heaving, wanting to interject into the conversation.

But her voice was too small, and she gradually fell silent again.

The bun-haired girl and the long-haired girl chatted more and more excitedly, not noticing Eriri's abnormality.

A while later, the three separated downstairs at the teaching building.

Today is the first day of school, no classes.

But they need to report, participate in the opening ceremony, and receive new books and school uniforms.

Approximately, it will last until noon before they can go home.

No classes in the afternoon; classes officially start tomorrow.

18: Class 2-C

Apartment, the living room of Kitakami Yoru's home.

"Hu~ hu~ hu~"

Kitakami Yoru, wearing a sports quick-dry t-shirt, shorts, and shock-absorbing sports shoes, finished a set of ground-supported mountain climbers and collapsed on the yoga mat, panting.

"Meow meow~"

The fat cat San-san on the side stared with big amber eyes and walked over curiously.

"I'll feed you in a bit, don't be in a hurry." Kitakami Yoru smiled when he saw this and stroked San-san, who had actively approached him.

San-san immediately showed an expression of enjoyment, squinted its eyes, stood on all fours, and arched its back to stretch its body.

Yesterday afternoon.

After Gabriel left, Kitakami Yoru remembered that he had fed San-san some fish.

This greedy and round fat cat didn't seem to be afraid of him anymore, appeared very close to him, and would actively come up to rub against him.

Maybe it was tempted by food?

Kitakami Yoru withdrew his hand, muttering to himself as he climbed up from the floor.

Seeing that the time wasn't too late and Gabriel hadn't come to find him, he planned to do another plank.

For someone of his heavy weight, the most important thing is to control his diet and not engage in high-impact aerobic exercise.

Being too heavy, running and jumping rope are not very friendly to the knee joints and are very easy to cause permanent, irreversible damage.

Actually, Kitakami Yoru didn't lack experience in losing weight; he had lost weight several times before.