Chapter 201

Facing Kitakami Yoru's threatening and unkind inquiry, Eriri stammered.

She was dragging it out as long as she could.

Deceiving herself, not daring to face reality.

This arrogant loli eldest daughter, handing her own handle to her love rival Kasumigaoka Utaha?

20: I'll give you one more time.

"I was... I was..."

Eriri, who was full of spirit and arrogance in front of outsiders, had a pale face in front of Kitakami Yoru at this time, unable to even say a complete sentence.

"Eriri-san? Did you forget our agreement?"

"I've given you a lot of time, and you were the one who proposed to go find Kasumigaoka Utaha to clarify; now do you need me to do it for you?"

Kitakami Yoru had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, paired with his perfect face; I'm afraid those girls who liked domineering presidents wouldn't be able to move their feet if they saw it.

"I... give me a little more time, can you?"

Eriri didn't have the mood to appreciate the handsome Kitakami Yoru; her thoughts had long been a mess.

"Heh... how much longer do you want?"

"Why don't you just say a hundred years later? Everyone is dead, so you don't have to say it?"

Kitakami Yoru said while walking slowly toward Eriri.

"Just a week... can a week do?"

Eriri turned around subconsciously and wanted to run away, but controlled her movements in time.

"One day, I'll give you one day."

Kitakami Yoru strode to Eriri's front and looked at this cute and arrogant loli eldest daughter.

Smile~

Weren't you very spirited? Used to look down on him? Roll your eyes at him, curse him for being a disgusting dead fat otaku?

"Three days... can three days do?"

Eriri's feet were like being filled with lead, letting Kitakami Yoru watch her.

"One day, you don't have the qualifications to bargain!"

Kitakami Yoru brought his face suddenly in front of Eriri and said lightly.

"Ah..."

"Disgusting, perverted dead fat otaku hooligan foot-fetishist, stay away from me!"

Eriri screamed in panic, clenched her little pink fists angrily, and hammered at Kitakami Yoru.

"Just one day, otherwise I'll go find Kasumigaoka Utaha and tell her myself."

Kitakami Yoru slapped Eriri's little fist away casually and took a few steps back.

It didn't even hurt as much as a tiger tooth bite.

They say the enemy of an enemy is a friend, but he and Eriri were not.

"Tomorrow afternoon, tomorrow afternoon, okay?"

"Just one day, forget about more time..."

Eriri opened her eyes, her brilliant sapphire eyes full of complexity and despair.

"Okay."

Kitakami Yoru nodded and stepped aside to leave.

After walking a few steps.

Eriri spoke again, calling him nervously: "I'll give you money, twenty million, can you let me go? I..."

"Let me not have to clarify?"

Kitakami Yoru turned his head, laughed directly in anger, and stared at Eriri with the eyes of looking at an idiot.

Eriri had no reaction, not realizing what Kitakami Yoru really wanted.

Suddenly.

Kitakami Yoru strode out, and in the blink of an eye, arrived in front of Eriri.

Reached out his hand quickly, and in Eriri's gradually surprised and widened eyes, pinched her fair neck.

The large palm applied a little force.

Kitakami Yoru then used his forehead, slap, and bumped into Eriri's fair and smooth forehead.

Then pressed tightly together, making a low sound from his throat:

"Eriri, is there something wrong with your brain?"

"How did I tell you before? I donated twenty million just to enter Shuchiin!"

"Can this stinky money of yours compensate me?"

"If the charge isn't cleared, I'm going to be expelled from Shuchiin!"

"And carry the infamy for life, do you really have bubbles in your brain?"

Eriri struggled powerlessly, her little hands clamped onto Kitakami Yoru's hand, wanting to pull it away to relieve her suffocation.

So uncomfortable, so painful!

But after finishing, Kitakami Yoru pushed Eriri away, making her stumble a few steps and fall to the ground.

"At the latest tomorrow afternoon, otherwise I'll go find Kasumigaoka Utaha and tell her."

Kitakami Yoru glanced at Eriri and added: "Your IQ all grew into cuteness, you ridiculous stupid dog."

"Did you hear me, little blonde..."

Eriri sat blankly, panting heavily, her expression fearful, not making any response at first.

"Little blonde, I'm asking you?"

Kitakami Yoru humiliated her.

Eriri raised her head, the two looked at each other, pondered for a long time, and she suddenly cried.

Sobbing in a low voice, tears welled up in her eyes, but she immediately held them back hard.

"Hiss... woo... hiss..."

Wiping away her tears, Eriri sniffed, stood up from the ground, and her little mouth spat out a shocking sentence: "I'm willing to be bullied by you one more time, let me go..."

Since yesterday afternoon, Eriri saw Kitakami Yoru and realized it was bad, thinking of countless result plans.

She really didn't have the courage, really couldn't bear that kind of consequence.

If she went to find Kasumigaoka Utaha to clarify, she would never be able to lift her head in front of Kasumigaoka Utaha.

What if Kasumigaoka Utaha used this matter to threaten her, or even make it public.

At least, she and Kitakami Yoru checked and balanced each other, and neither dared to break the fish and the net.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was much more casual.

And if her favorite childhood sweetheart Aki Tomoya knew...

Consequences?

Eriri had already imagined it...

Of the two evils, choose the lesser.

Kitakami Yoru wasn't that disgusting dead fat otaku anymore, so she would feel a little better.

Eriri would just treat it as being bitten by a dog once, and if bitten a second time, she would just endure it.

"Endure it... and it will pass..."

"This bastard, die away after doing it..."

Eriri thought in her heart, already certain that Kitakami Yoru would agree, and then cried again immediately.

She was very confident, quite confident in herself.

How many boys in Shuchiin wanted to say a word to her, but didn't have any chance?

Those boys' family backgrounds, reputations, and excellence, which one wasn't a million times better than Kitakami Yoru?

If outsiders knew that she, this mixed-race white-skinned eldest daughter, proposed such a chip, people would go crazy, right?

"Get away... woo woo... heh..."

"Woo woo..."

"Pfft—"

Eriri's sentence was really too unexpected for Kitakami Yoru, so he couldn't help but laugh out loud.