Chapter 2

She looked at Kitakami Yoru, who was holding a game console, with no signs of having sweated at all.

It was almost time to leave, and he was still walking over unhurriedly while playing games.

She thought Kitakami Yoru had gone to slack off.

Because she was standing in the sun, and even a little activity made her sweat.

All the students on her bus were responsible for moving supplies, who didn't have a bit of sweat on them?

Only Kitakami Yoru looked like he didn't, especially since he was a fat person prone to sweating.

Kirisu Mafuyu looked Kitakami Yoru up and down.

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3: The Treasure Chest of Kasumigaoka

Kitakami Yoru swallowed his saliva.

He had long heard that this teacher, Kirisu Mafuyu, was always unsympathetic.

She was cold to everyone and very difficult to approach, which seemed to be true.

"Go quickly!" Kirisu Mafuyu's pretty face turned cold; as an educator, she had to show her authority.

Just like that, Kirisu Mafuyu thought Kitakami Yoru should act now.

But she saw Kitakami Yoru still didn't move.

Kirisu Mafuyu was a bit angry.

She thought Kitakami Yoru was not only slacking off but also impolite and disrespectful to her, completely a disobedient bad student!

Was he treating the teacher's words as wind in his ears?

Seeing Kirisu Mafuyu's completely cold and icy expression, Kitakami Yoru knew he couldn't hide anymore.

Under Kirisu Mafuyu's gaze, he had to brave the hot sun and run back to find the life jackets.

Returning to the warehouse, because he didn't know where the life jackets were, he searched the huge warehouse until he was covered in sweat.

When Kitakami Yoru ran back holding a box of life jackets, covered in sweat, the bus had left.

However, there was another bus he could take.

The team leader was Hiratsuka Shizuka, rumored to be a somewhat violent beauty teacher.

For some reason, Hiratsuka Shizuka was not on the bus, nor was she nearby.

Kitakami Yoru stuffed the box of life jackets into the trunk of the bus in front of him, while looking at the dense crowd inside, distressed and shrinking back.

The moment he thought about entering, everyone on the bus would look at him, and Kitakami Yoru wanted to escape and burrow into the ground.

What's more, he wasn't even a person on this bus.

Kitakami Yoru walked onto the bus with his heart pounding, and was immediately hit by the air conditioning wind, feeling a chill to his core.

He couldn't help but shiver, and he also saw a few empty seats.

It should be fine if he sits in one, right?

Kitakami Yoru chose the nearest empty seat, hugged his luggage bag cautiously, and sat with a girl.

A few seconds later.

The girl beside him suddenly covered her nose and coughed lightly.

At the same time, the boy behind Kitakami Yoru suddenly spoke up.

"What a stinky smell, why is there a sour smell."

"So you smelled it too, a sour smell of sweat..."

"So disgusting... why are you sitting under the air conditioning vent..."

Hearing this, Kitakami Yoru's body stiffened.

He only now remembered that he had sweated a lot again.

With the bus air conditioning blowing, the sour smell spread.

The people on this bus were not responsible for moving supplies.

They were very clean, so they were very sensitive to the smell of sweat.

The sporadic complaints on the bus, although they didn't point him out.

But the words clearly meant him.

With the hot gazes of everyone on the bus hitting him, Kitakami Yoru stood up as if sitting on needles and moved to the back of the bus.

A few rows away, Kitakami Yoru saw an empty seat by the window, but he didn't dare to sit there.

The eldest daughter of the Shinomiya family, whose foot-stomping could shake the neon three times, the ice beauty Shinomiya Kaguya was right there.

For an eldest daughter of such a top financial family, even if Kitakami Yoru had ten guts, he wouldn't dare to approach her voluntarily.

He had to lower his head and continue walking back.

In the last row of the bus, Kitakami Yoru saw an empty seat again.

But the owner sitting next to it had a pair of straight and plump black-silk beautiful legs, which made Kitakami Yoru stunned and afraid to move forward.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha... I can't sit here either."

Kitakami Yoru muttered softly.

To tell the truth.

Kitakami Yoru might be used to being bullied by girls and ruined by various rumors, so he was a bit afraid of girls now.

He didn't want to get close to any girl, and was even more afraid of sitting next to a beautiful girl like Kasumigaoka Utaha.

There were many boys on the bus, but none of them sat next to Kasumigaoka Utaha, which explained the problem.

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Kitakami Yoru, recognized him as the loser otaku who saw her arguing with Eriri, and turned her head coldly.

Finally.

Kitakami Yoru chose to sit in the corner of the floor at the very back of the bus.

There was a lot of luggage piled up here, and it was a bit crowded.

It took him some effort to clear an area.

Sitting here, Kitakami Yoru even felt much more relaxed.

A while later.

Hiratsuka Shizuka and a cute mixed-race gyaru with a side ponytail, blonde hair, and blue eyes walked in, carrying a large cardboard box.

"Students, sorry for the wait, driver, please start." Hiratsuka Shizuka placed the cardboard box in the aisle of the bus.

The side-ponytail gyaru girl sat directly next to Shinomiya Kaguya.

The spring trip location for Kitakami Yoru's group was a private beach in Chiba Prefecture.

The journey was about three hours.

Kitakami Yoru curled up in the corner of the bus, blowing the cool air conditioning, feeling completely relaxed, listening to the rustling voices, and gradually closed his eyes.

I don't know how long it had been.

The bus gave a big jolt, Kitakami Yoru was shaken awake, yawning, and opened his eyes in a daze.

The next second.

Kitakami Yoru's pupils shrank suddenly.

Above Kasumigaoka Utaha's head, a golden and dazzling treasure chest was floating.

Below the treasure chest, there was a progress bar, and the current progress was 0.

Kitakami Yoru's first reaction was that he was sleepy and hallucinating.

He rubbed his eyes carelessly, and when he looked again, the treasure chest was still on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head!

The surrounding students seemed unable to see it.

Such an obvious golden treasure chest, still floating on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head.

"It must be that I'm dreaming..."

Kitakami Yoru thought it was his own problem and pinched his thigh hard.

It hurt, it wasn't a dream at all!

What's going on with the treasure chest?

Kitakami Yoru's mind suddenly went blank, his expression was dull and silly, and he stared at the treasure chest on Kasumigaoka Utaha's head with his mouth open in surprise.

Coupled with that loser otaku's figure and appearance, to others, he looked like a pervert in heat in a movie.

"Th... what is that treasure chest?" ===== CHAPTER 4 =====