Chapter 224

"It smells so good..."

Kitakami Yoru explained, so Yuigahama Kaho wouldn't misunderstand, and took another sniff of the roses.

"So beautiful..."

Yuigahama Kaho was mature on the outside, but possessed a young, girlish heart on the inside, occasionally acting like a little girl.

"I can give you a rose, Manager Yuigahama."

Kitakami Yoru took out a rose and handed it over.

Giving a rose generally carries the meaning of a confession.

But that's generally speaking; just like friends can joke around and call each other idiots or tell them to go die.

That doesn't matter.

If it were a stranger, it would absolutely not be allowed.

When Kitakami Yoru gave the flower, he was naturally thinking of the former's indifference.

Like, right...

He would just give one.

Although the recipient was the mother of a female classmate.

11: Simulated confession

"Give... give it to me?"

Yuigahama Kaho never expected that Kitakami Yoru would suddenly give her a bright red, beautiful rose.

This was a rose, after all...

"Thank you, Kitakami-kun."

Yuigahama Kaho was pleasantly surprised and gently reached out to take the rose.

"I'm already this old, and it's the first time someone has given me fresh flowers."

Bringing her nose to the rose, Yuigahama Kaho gently inhaled the wonderful fragrance and said intoxicatingly.

She had only been in one relationship before getting married.

"Eh? Where is Manager Yuigahama's husband?"

"Has he never given you fresh flowers?"

Kitakami Yoru originally wanted to leave, but stopped again out of curiosity upon hearing this.

"Him?"

"We divorced a long time ago; he hasn't cared about me or Yui for a long time."

Yuigahama Kaho tried hard to recall that blurry figure and face; she had long forgotten it completely and felt no emotion.

That person was completely a stranger, even carrying a bit of hatred.

Abandoning her and Yui.

"Ah... sorry, sorry, I'm really sorry."

"I didn't know about this, Manager Yuigahama."

Kitakami Yoru felt he had said the wrong thing and apologized sincerely.

"Yaha, it's okay, I don't mind at all."

Yuigahama Kaho smiled gently.

"So Yuigahama-san is from a single-parent family... that's quite pitiful..."

Kitakami Yoru thought in his heart.

"Thank you for the flower, Kitakami-kun, do you want to come in for a cup of coffee?"

Yuigahama Kaho smelled the bright red rose again; there was only one, and it wasn't specifically for her, but she was really quite happy.

"No need, I have things to do."

Kitakami Yoru refused restrainedly and looked into the cafe.

There were only a few scattered guests; it was very quiet.

"Single... how does Manager Yuigahama maintain such youth..."

While withdrawing his gaze, Kitakami Yoru took a quick glance at Yuigahama Kaho and quickened his pace to leave this place of right and wrong.

Returning to Shuchiin, the flower delivery van definitely couldn't drive in.

He had to use manpower to move them slowly.

"Fortunately, the club building and the teaching building are not in the same location, and no one goes to the club at noon."

"Otherwise, it would be quite embarrassing if people saw me holding a large pile of rose rolls."

Kitakami Yoru opened the trunk of the small van, picked up a large pile of roses, and walked back to the Service Club.

When he returned.

Inside the Service Club, there were two old acquaintances, Miura Yumiko and Ebina Hina.

These two must have been called over by Yuigahama Yui, or followed out of curiosity.

Squatting in a corner on the ground, they were using an air pump to pump nitrogen into balloons.

Yukinoshita Yukino was cutting paper strips.

"I'm back, this is just a part of it."

Kitakami Yoru gently pushed aside a small pile of colorful little lights on the ground to make space and put the roses on the floor.

"Speaking of which, we're going to put rose petals into the balloons, why are we inflating them now?"

Straightening his waist, Kitakami Yoru looked at Yuigahama Yui.

"A rehearsal first, to try the detonation device and effect with a few balloons."

Yuigahama Yui explained.

"There are still many roses outside; you guys should free up one person to help me move them."

Kitakami Yoru looked at the four cute and beautiful girls of various styles in the Service Club.

"I'm not going."

Yukinoshita Yukino seemed not to trust Miura Yumiko to help, fearing something would go wrong, and said first.

"I'll go, I'll go."

Miura Yumiko stood up, glanced at Yukinoshita Yukino unhappily, and acted against her.

"I hope Miura-san doesn't cause trouble."

Yukinoshita Yukino didn't stop her movements, picking up a small light.

"Yukinoshita, what do you mean by that? I came here with good intentions to help."

Miura Yumiko replied dissatisfiedly.

"Stop arguing, Miura-san, let's go."

Kitakami Yoru shook his head in distress; something must have happened in the short time he wasn't here.

"Tch..."

Miura Yumiko walked out of the Service Club with big strides, and Kitakami Yoru followed, walking down the stairs slowly.

"Yukinoshita Yukino, what exactly are you pretending to be..."

"This look is very annoying, tch..."

Holding the railing with one hand, Miura Yumiko rolled her blonde hair with the other, complaining dissatisfiedly.

"That's enough, Miura-san."

Kitakami Yoru followed behind and advised.

"Don't tell me what to do, you virgin!"

Miura Yumiko stopped, turned back suddenly, and glared at Kitakami Yoru.

Kitakami Yoru shrugged speechlessly; how much does Miura Yumiko like calling him a dead virgin?

"So what, what's wrong with being a virgin?"

"Does Miura-san want to help me lose my virginity?"

Kitakami Yoru replied indifferently.

"I don't, you yourself..."

"Wait... could it be that you like Yukinoshita Yukino?"

Hearing Kitakami Yoru's words, Miura Yumiko first twitched her eyebrows in anger, then associated it with this.

"I like her."

Kitakami Yoru admitted it generously.

Hmm...

He likes every beautiful girl.

"No wonder you speak up for her."

Miura Yumiko realized and turned around.

Continuing down the stairs.

After a few steps, Kitakami Yoru said lightly: "I also like Miura-san; I like all cute girls."

Miura Yumiko stumbled, almost fell, and held onto the wall to look back and glare.

Are you kidding, playing with me?

Finally making Miura Yumiko shut up, Kitakami Yoru's ears were finally at peace.

"Also, I'm not a virgin; that's really arrogant to say—are you very experienced?"

Kitakami Yoru secretly slandered.

Walking, they arrived outside the Shuchiin school gate.

Miura Yumiko seemed to have thrown the previous matter to the back of her mind, covering her little mouth in slight surprise.

"Wow... so many roses, they look so good..."

"So fragrant... were these bought by that person for a confession?"

Without turning her head, she asked, Miura Yumiko stepped forward and picked up a large handful of roses, her eyes shining slightly.

"Are you that surprised? Have you never received any?"

Kitakami Yoru was slightly curious and said casually.

"What does it have to do with you?"

Miura Yumiko looked over dissatisfiedly; he was actually right.

In fact, she was also a virgin, and her first kiss was still there.

She hadn't even properly held hands with Hayama Hayato.

Clearly, she was even more innocent, yet she had the nerve to mock Kitakami Yoru for being a virgin?

Too arrogant!

"What about Hayama? Doesn't he give you any?"

Kitakami Yoru picked up a large pile of roses and tightened his arms.

"No..."

"Besides... why would he give them to me?"

Miura Yumiko's face stiffened, and she replied disappointedly.

"Don't you like him? Don't tell me he doesn't know."

Kitakami Yoru carried the roses and walked back into Shuchiin.

"I... he..."

Miura Yumiko didn't know how to respond and stood there in a daze.

It wasn't until Kitakami Yoru walked up the steps of the Shuchiin school gate and didn't see Miura Yumiko catching up for a long time that he turned back.

"What's wrong with you?"

Kitakami Yoru urged.

"Nothing..."

Miura Yumiko looked up disappointedly.

"So it's a spare tire!"

The word flashed through Kitakami Yoru's mind.

Why, is Miura Yumiko allowed to personally attack him for being a virgin, but he's not allowed to fight back?

"What did you say?"

"Spare tire, say that again!"

This sentence touched the saddest part of Miura Yumiko's heart, making her jump in anger.

"Could it be..."

"Sorry, I said it wrong..."

Kitakami Yoru originally wanted to retort, but the occasion didn't seem appropriate, so he had to soften his stance.

"A virgin is a virgin, disgusting..."

Miura Yumiko deliberately put on a look of contempt and disgust, rolled her eyes at Kitakami Yoru, and walked away quickly.

"Unexpected discovery..."

"Hayama Hayato actually doesn't like Miura Yumiko, but Miura Yumiko has a crush on him, taking the initiative, and Hayama Hayato is playing dumb?"

"Then the relationship between these few people is really complicated; they wear masks every day, carefully maintaining the silent window paper, walking on thin ice."

Kitakami Yoru thought as he caught up.

With a light poke, the popular group would fall apart!

"That Hayama is really something, leaving such a beautiful gyaru who likes him unaccepted—who does he like?"

"Miura Yumiko is absolutely perfect and beautiful..."

Catching up to Miura Yumiko, Kitakami Yoru glanced at her profile and thought.

Returning to the Service Club.

Yukinoshita Yukino hung up the small lights, wrapped them around the white curtain, and even connected the power.

The colorful little lights shone brightly, releasing a faint glow.

At noon, the light was just like this.

"Find something else to block the light, it will be better."

Kitakami Yoru put down the roses and put his hands on his hips.

Miura Yumiko squatted back to the balloons, not intending to go get more roses.

"I'll go."

Ebina Hina pushed up her old-fashioned glasses, raised her hand, and said with a giggle.

Leaving the Service Club, facing the warm sun of the autumn noon.

"Yumiko became unhappy after coming back."

Ebina Hina said suddenly while walking down the stairs.

"Wasn't she unhappy to begin with?"

Kitakami Yoru said indifferently.

"It's not the same thing; what happened?"

Ebina Hina asked curiously.

"It's just your little group's business; I said she was Hayama Hayato's spare tire, and she wasn't happy."

Kitakami Yoru spread his hands speechlessly.

"You're too much, that's too hurtful!"

Ebina Hina widened her eyes slightly in surprise.

"I don't like hypocrisy, and this isn't a white lie."

"You're different from them, Ebina-san."

Kitakami Yoru first smiled, then his expression suddenly became serious.

"What's not different?"

Ebina Hina's expression didn't change at all.

"No, Tobe Sho likes you, and you've been using me as a shield, haven't you?"

Kitakami Yoru said while walking.

As his words fell, a pair of lively beautiful eyes hidden behind the old-fashioned red-rimmed glasses flashed with surprise.

Ebina Hina's pace got faster and faster: "Fine, I admit Tobe-kun might like me and is enthusiastic toward me."

"But I have absolutely no intention of using you as a shield."

"No?"