Chapter 217

After finishing breakfast, Kitakami Yoru finished resting.

The driver arranged by Sawamura Sayuri arrived.

Eriri rarely let a driver pick her up for school.

Her diplomat father's requirement for her was to be grounded and not too special.

Otherwise, Eriri wouldn't have attended a normal public school for elementary and middle school, experiencing the life of normal, ordinary people.

It should be so that Eriri wouldn't develop that kind of arrogant, young lady behavior...

"Mercedes S."

Kitakami Yoru muttered softly after getting in.

"Don't touch me, don't get close to me!"

Eriri used her school bag to block the middle between the two, pressed tightly against the window side, and closed her eyes to pretend to sleep after saying that.

"We can go now."

Kitakami Yoru said to the driver.

The journey was smooth, and no episodes occurred.

Kitakami Yoru didn't even look at Eriri once.

On the contrary, Eriri opened her eyes from time to time to secretly observe the devil beside her.

The luxury car drove slowly into the residential area.

It stopped downstairs at the apartment building Kitakami Yoru rented.

"Please wait a few minutes."

Kitakami Yoru said politely to the driver, his footsteps hurried as he wanted to go back and change clothes.

At the stairwell, he happened to run into Aoyama Nanami, who was coming down to take out the trash early in the morning.

In Japan, taking out the trash requires sorting and can only be done at specific times.

"Kitakami-san, morning, did you go out?"

Aoyama Nanami greeted him in a good mood.

"Morning, yes, it seems you rested well, Nanami."

Kitakami Yoru smiled.

"Ugh..."

"Then can I go out to work tomorrow or the day after?"

The young girl felt shy, then forcibly held it back, and asked tentatively.

The young man in front of her, with a peerless face, smiled at her—who could handle that?

"Why, do you have to ask me about such things?"

"Haha... of course you can..."

Kitakami Yoru laughed exaggeratedly and nodded.

"It was clearly your own request..."

Aoyama Nanami pouted with dissatisfaction.

"Then if I ask you to be my girlfriend, will you agree?"

"I meant that in the future, if you encounter similar things that will cause you harm or negative impact, you should tell me..."

Seeing Aoyama Nanami in a good mood, Kitakami Yoru made a small joke.

After speaking, he waved his hand and left in a hurry.

He couldn't be embarrassed and let the driver wait for him too long, could he?

Until Kitakami Yoru walked away, Aoyama Nanami covered her mouth and turned into a steam engine again!

It was visible to the naked eye that her fair neck and beautiful, cute face were turning bright red!

"Kita..."

"Was what Kitakami-san said true?"

"No no no... he's so handsome, I'm just an ordinary girl, and I'm very poor..."

"He must be joking, teasing me..."

Aoyama Nanami's mood was like a roller coaster.

One second, it was at the peak.

The next second, it was falling rapidly.

The rumors at school still had a certain impact on her.

She wasn't doing compensated dating, she wasn't a compensated dating girl!

But she was very poor and very short of money—that was true.

A girl who ran over from Osaka all by herself, with no one to rely on, everything depended on herself.

She was attending the Xiuzhiyuan Sect, a high-end private aristocratic school where almost everyone was the child of Japan's upper-class society.

Openly and secretly, the class lines were clearly drawn...

The way children of the upper class view everything in the world, from their fundamental thinking, is different from ordinary people.

If one believed in bullshit like everyone is equal and hard work leads to wealth, then the workers of the world would be the wealthiest existence.

"Sigh..."

Aoyama Nanami, whose mood suddenly dropped, sighed as she walked out of the apartment.

As soon as she came out, her gaze was attracted by the black Mercedes S parked downstairs.

"Is this the car Kitakami-san sat in when he came back?"

Aoyama Nanami was like a girl from a poor family who didn't know cars at all.

She couldn't recognize how much this car cost.

But she could look at the emblem; her eyes weren't blind.

This Mercedes S was Eriri's family car, usually carrying a diplomat or a diplomat's wife; privacy was the most basic requirement.

Thick bulletproof glass, with black anti-peeping film.

You couldn't see inside the car from the outside.

From inside the car, however, it was the opposite; you could see very clearly.

Eriri's gaze swept over Aoyama Nanami, and she didn't take it to heart at all.

Until Aoyama Nanami carried a bag of trash and walked far away.

Eriri then recalled, wasn't this Kitakami Yoru's rumored girlfriend?

"Aoyama Nanami?!"

"Are they living together?"

Eriri immediately perked up, then frowned slightly, because she had discovered something incredible.

Was Kitakami Yoru really two-timing?

Eriri thought of that petite golden-haired girl with her back turned.

It wasn't her!

She didn't know the other party's name; the only two times they met, she only saw her back.

Once, it was the day before yesterday at the gate of the Xiuzhiyuan Sect.

Another time, it was a long time ago, when Kitakami Yoru hadn't lost weight yet.

"She can't handle it, she'll die, right?"

Thinking and thinking, Eriri's thoughts went astray, and she was shocked in her heart.

But a moment later, she relaxed her brow.

A long time ago, when Kitakami Yoru was still a disgusting dead fat otaku, would anyone like him?

Eriri couldn't be sure whether Kitakami Yoru was secretly two-timing.

She brainstormed an excellent idea to retaliate against Kitakami Yoru, one that could make him incredibly disgusted!

For example, secretly taking evidence and publishing the fact that he was two-timing.

Let the girls deceived by Kitakami Yoru see his true, disgusting face!

If it were really like that, she would only need to throw out the photos, and it would cause a splash, and no one would be able to find her.

Because there was no evidence!

Even if Kitakami Yoru suspected her, he wouldn't be able to find evidence; he couldn't possibly have mind-reading powers and eavesdrop on her inner thoughts, right? ===== CHAPTER 218 =====